Merry Christmas, Chosen...

[terminalmegas]

Who: Venusmon, everyone
What: The giving of the D-Streams
Where: Terminal City, Roaming Park
When: December 25th, 2013, morning

At the stroke of midnight on December 25th, every Chosen and their partners fall asleep wherever they are, with nothing able to wake them. They won't stay there all night, however. Bright and early, as if turned on by a switch, the Chosen will awaken in their beds to find their Digivices missing. The individual Digimon -- those without rooms, brought in like the Chosen -- similarly fall into slumber or stasis, waking where the stand in the morning in the morning.

They will all wake up with a note in their rooms, written in beautiful script. "Come to Roaming Park," it says. There's some kind of noise outside. Something drawing everyone out. Noticeable first is the fall of snow, so far absent from Terminal Tokyo. It covers, among everything else, Roaming Park, where on a bench there sits a Venusmon, with a very large sack. Around her are tables full of all sorts of food, and Digimon there both partaking in it and setting up more. It's a whole feast, not spoiled by the weather, but enhanced by it.

[ooc: Below there will be a thread to interact with Venusmon, where she will answer some questions and give out the D-Streams. Every non-canon Digimon character will receive a D-Stream, whether they see her or not. At the end of the day, they will appear in the Chosen's hands. This can also be used to generally mingle with each other and enjoy the snow.]

Comments

[arrogantalloy]

Tony looks at the pillow and blinks. With the exception of Pepper and Rhodie. No One really gave him presents (No, the creepy fangirl gifts don't count).

So he just takes it out and stares at it for a moment.

"Uh... Thanks."

He looks up at her.

"I. Didn't get anything for you."

Feeling the pillow leave the box, Dorumon tears into her box and makes an excited noise about her pillow.

"I love it! Thank you!"

[strengthinkindness]

She smiles as Dorumon retrieves the cupcake-shaped pillow. "You're welcome."

Then, looking to Tony again, she shakes her head a little. "That's all right. I've never celebrated Christmas before, so I'm just happy to make things for people. Do you...like it?"

[arrogantalloy]

Dorumon hums loudly and wiggles as she cuddles her cupcake.

"Last year was kind of my first, really. I'm not really good at it." But he nods. "Yeah, I like it." Then he looks down at Dorumon. "Where should these go?"

"On the bed, of course!"

[strengthinkindness]

A little relieved, she smiles. "I'm glad..."

"They're super comfy too!" Choco adds, grinning proudly. "They're definitely good for a nap."

[arrogantalloy]

He gives a little smile at the pillow, yup. A very cute and sweet thing to be given.

"So, you've made a lot of these, huh?"

"Oh! Napping sounds like fun with these!"

[strengthinkindness]

She smiled shyly, tucking some hair behind her ear as she nodded. "Knitting is a...hobby of mine..."

"She's really good at it! She makes all kind'sa stuff!"

[arrogantalloy]

"Knitting? Really? Man, now that's a hobby."

He gives a very contemplative look.

"That's. You're starting to be the poster child for, well, adorable."

"Wow! That's really cool!"

"I might feel the need to paying you to knit me things in future."

[strengthinkindness]

She blushed a little. "O-Oh, you wouldn't have to pay me...I'd be happy to knit something for you, if you'd like..."

[arrogantalloy]

"I'll pay. I pay for quality things. So if you don't want me to pay you, you can always not do your best for me? But I'm not going to stiff you on a great job."

[strengthinkindness]

She smiled a bit. "But I make them for fun...not for money. And I like making things for my friends...I don't need to get paid to do it."

[arrogantalloy]

"We've only met a few times. Bit early to be calling someone like me a friend, it only seems far that there's at least some kind of payment going on."

He shrugs a little, while he's used to people at parties referring to him as a friend, he knew what friend meant in that instance. But when it's a teen girl, he's not sure if it should sound sinister or endearing for a 48 year old man to be lumped in with her friends.

[strengthinkindness]

"Mm...well, I-I guess so..."

She still doesn't feel really comfortable about it. But if it made him feel better, than she supposes that's all that matters.

[arrogantalloy]

"It's okay, you two can be friends later. Tony's just stubborn."

He nudges at her.

"You, stop interfering."

Dorumon just smiles up at him.

[strengthinkindness]

Fluttershy giggles a little. "Okay..."

[arrogantalloy]

"Just give him time!"

"Okay, you. Stop trying to sound like Pepper."

He gives an exasperated sigh at Dorumon's giggle.

"Ignore her."

[strengthinkindness]

She can't help another little giggle, but nods slightly. "Mm..."

[arrogantalloy]

Tony goes back to slowly pushing Dorumon out of the way so she can't get herself back into the conversation, then gives Fluttershy a grin.

"You did good, kid. I really appreciate it.

[strengthinkindness]

She smiled, blushing a little. "Thank you...I'm glad you like it."

[arrogantalloy]

"I'm sure it will get, you know. A lot of use."

He glances at Dorumon.

"From both of us."

[strengthinkindness]

She nods. "However much you want to use it...it is yours after all."

[arrogantalloy]

He grins and nods. Not really sure of what to say next.

[strengthinkindness]

With another smile, she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. "W-Well, I should...try to find some others I have gifts for..."

[arrogantalloy]

"Uh. Yeah. You should get on to that. Merry Christmas, uuh, Fluttershy."

He makes a sweeping gesture with his hand as a grand exit for her.

[strengthinkindness]

She giggles softly. "Merry Christmas..."

With a small wave of her own, she heads off towards the crowd of people.