Huh. Okay. She will put this antsiness into catching up with Kyokyomon. 

Kyokyomon is still up in the tree. Is she trying out how well her new leaves can carry her?

Yesssssssss. 

Spin, spin, spinspinspin UP! Her two leaves are slower at lifting her increased mass, but once they get going, it's a lot easier to hover bobbing in the air rather than have to keep hopping through the air on her onetime leaf. Similarly she can't make such sudden course adjustments, but she can set her sights in most any direction and fly that way.

Being big is NICE. 

So is Chibimon up in that tree Kyokyomon decided to investigate?

Kyokyomon hasn't found any sign of him. And the fruits are sweet on the outside but too crunchy on the inside.

Glide onwards? There's huge orange fruits on the ground over there and one of them is wiggling.

Oooh, wiggling fruits. Looks promising. 

She nabs a sweet-and-crunchy fruit to try first, though. 

Another great thing about being big: hands. If she practices a little, she can grab a small red fruit and pull it off without having to land on anything.

In her mouth the fruit bursts with juice, sweet and slightly tart and suffused with the tingle of sunlight all across her, as though relaxing her and making her bloom.

(The center, though, is not just crunchy but hard. It's not obvious if she can even get into it.)

And onwards we glide! Kyokyomon squiggles its descent back and forth to make sure she can keep up.

Lalamon gnaws on the hard bit for a little before swallowing it whole. 

Wiggling fruit! What is up with the wiggling fruit. 

Well it's big for a fruit, still a little bigger than her. It sits right on the ground with its non-wiggling brethren amongst a cover of vines and large leaves.

Wow that is big. She walks around the fruit, inspecting it from all sides. 

She'll find some scaly blue legs poking out of a low hole in the fruit. It seems its wiggles are driven by this attempt at burrowing.

Oh no cute???

"Hi!" she says to the legs. 

It seems wiggling out is at least as hard as wiggling in.

Hmm. Hmmmmmmm. 

What happens if she grabs the edges of the hole and tries to pull them apart?

Hard to get a grip with legs mostly filling the hole.

What if she TRIES VERY HARD.

(Kyokyomon spirals up the vegetable to get a look at the top.)

Lalamon and the legs make a valiant effort at pulling, but mostly only wear themselves out.

And then the legs glow white, and shrink down,

dropping out of the hole in a more familiar form.

"Hi Chibimon! --Sorry to bother you." 

"Consider it forgotten. —Want some of this fruit? The orange part is boring but the seeds are really good!"

"You thought the fruit I liked was boring so I will try some of both," Lalamon decides. 

At his reduced size, it's a simple matter for him to dip inside, and emerge bearing a little pile of stringy orange goop full of crisp white seeds. "You could try the outside if you can figure out how to get more off. But it's just as boring," he says, offering her the pile.