“Urrrgh! This is bad.” Angemon said as he found himself trapped in a giant spider web. “Very bad.” The angel digimon tried to break free but the web was too strong. As he struggled Angemon remembered how he ended up in this situation.


Hours earlier Angemon was busy going about his business in the village, patrolling to make sure there were no problems, until a WereGarurumon running out of control crashed into him and they both ended up on the ground. When he tried to find out what happened the big wolf digimon only advised the angel to stay away from the forest. Angemon tried to ask what had happened but WereGarurumon just blushed and ran away.


Angemon couldn't ignore that and his sense of responsibility led him to explore the forest even though it was starting to get late and it was going to be night soon. He flew to the forest and started to investigate, unfortunately he didn't manage to find anything. Night had already fallen and the clouds covered the moon so nothing could be seen. Angemon flapped his wings, wanting to fly over the forest to return home. It was then that the digital angel ended up crashing into the spider web and getting trapped without being able to do anything.


“Well, well, well.” A voice was heard in the darkness. “It seems that a little bird has fallen into the spider's web.” The clouds parted, letting the moonlight illuminate the place enough to reveal an Archnemon.


But Angemon also managed to see something else. In the spider web where he was trapped there was… underwear. Several examples of torn underwear with all the colors and patterns one could imagine. Angemon then remembers WereGarurumon, he wasn't nervous, he was embarrassed! Surely his underwear was there too!


“What do you think you're doing!? You could get into serious trouble for this!” Angemon exclaimed, trying to show some authority despite his situation.


“Me? I'm just having a little fun, honey.” Archnemon laughs. “I'm doing it because I was bored. As for problems, I don't think you want to talk about what's going to happen next.”


Archnemon then spits her acidic mist towards her prey. Angemon held his breath so as not to inhale the mist. But he let out a gasp as he saw his clothes starting to melt and turn into a puddle on the ground. Everything except his golden underoos decorated with winged hearts.


“Hahahahaha! You're not cupid, are you?” Archnemon mocked Angemon's underwear. She had been right, if Angemon can return home after this he would never confess to a situation as degrading as this. “Let's take it easy, after all, we have all night.” She said with a sadistic smile. "If you're using something like that you must know your wedgies pretty well. Let's see if you howl louder than the wolf from before."


The forest was filled with Angemon's undignified shrieks as he suffered numerous wedgies from Archnemon. The digital angel could do nothing but wait for his underoos to tear and then try to sneak through the village, hoping that no one would discover him limping around completely naked. 


That is, unless Archnemon made a new web using Angemon's underwear.