(Kyokyomon is intently watching from the top of the fruit, a bit higher than Lalamon's leaves.)

She stuffs the goop and seeds in her mouth. 

The orange goop has a mushy, stringy texture and an earthy, buttery flavor, bitter with the promise of getting back at whoever wronged you.

The seeds are smoky and crisp, flavored with cinnamon, cloves, ginger, allspice and nutmeg, and clouded with the potential of dreams made real.

They do somewhat complement each other, the spice of the seeds spreading across and through the plainer goop for an overall rich, balanced combination.

"...I don't like the goop very much, but not in a boring way," she decides. "But the seeds are very nice. Do you want to help me take some seeds to Caprimon? I think she is still unhappy." 

"Sure, I can help with that!" He sets to carrying out another armload of the seed goop.

She scoops up an armload of seed goop too and starts trundling back to Caprimon. 

(Behind them Kyokyomon tastes the goop. Then, for lack of arms, it slither-follows empty-finned.)

His hands occupied, Chibimon starts to sing as he walks.

“Ohhh I got real bored and I found a gourd and I broke into the back,

“And I found some goo for me and you and I brought some for a snack,”

Lalamon is charmed! She hums along. 

(As she hums, one of her powers tickles at her awareness. She could sing along to that power, if she wanted to. But it's a different song than Chibimon's.)

In this way it won't take them long to get back to Lalamon's inside-fruit-harvesting operation. Many of the 'mon have wondered off but a good few are still there, harvesting and eating and playing.

Lalamon looks for Caprimon. 

Cracking open fruits with her horns.

"Hi! Are you feeling better?"

"I am, thank you! Would you like some fruit?"

"Yeah! We brought fruit too." She holds out the seeds and nods at Chibimon. "Because you were hurt." 

Caprimon seems mollified, if perhaps not interested in further engaging personally with Chibimon. Between them they can share food and swap for the kinds they prefer, and generally chat. (Kyokyomon catches up, but returns to the fruit harvest rather than chatting or lurking.)

A few minutes in, Chibimon is bowled over by a familiar white blob. Both giggle as they right themselves.

"Hiiiii Tokomon!!!"

"Hi hi hi!," it replies. "I learned a fancy jump!"

Hop bounce backflip!

"Oh wow!!!" 

She attempts to copy this. 

On an initial attempt she can sort of turn backwards in the air, but unless she does something clever, she'll land on her back.

Oof. She tries again. 

Not on the second try either.

What if...she attempts to use her leaves to move her while she does this.

That gets her a lot more torque! She lands on her face this time.