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

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup, Fearless, and Kotemon seem to be only...slightly late to the party. You know, gotta be fashionably late and all that or...something or other to that affect. Either way, it seems that Hiccup got a bit of a late start on his Christmas (or should he be saying Snoggletog?) presents and has actually brought his work along with him. There's a burlap sack over his shoulder with Fearless riding atop it, Kotemon following close behind the viking. Though she doesn't seem to respond as quickly to Kotemon anymore. Every now and then if you're listening, you might hear Hiccup bend down and whisper her new name that he'd given her.

Courageous. Something must have happened during that trip with BlackWargreymon that cemented that name for the little Kotemon.

Hiccup can be found sitting in the grass near a tree, the very same one he sat beneath began work on his Digimon Journal in fact. Next to the bag are several chunks of wood, one of them held in his hands as he works over it with a whittling knife. Fearless seems to be....trying to help with his own block, hacking away at it with his claws. (That's a very festive lump of coal you're making there, Fearless.)

Since Hiccup has found himself in the city for such a long time, he's been working on making a little something for just about everyone. It's small and not too special, but if you're passing by you might notice Hiccup chipping away at a little wooden carving....of your partner? But no, that couldn't be. There are a LOT of Lopmon in the city, aren't there? But no, this one has a cowlick like yours does, or perhaps one ear that's longer than the other. Apparently Hiccup has paid close attention to those he's met over the months, and knows most partners like the back of his own hand.

In the grass next to Hiccup's metal leg lies a plushie, a bit of a rare oddity from a time long since passed. It appears to be a Gomamon toy with a small wreath around it's neck. It has absolutely no purpose being there other than to be festive, and perhaps fool you into thinking it's Fearless.
It's a wonder who it could be from...

[strengthinkindness]

Fluttershy spies Hiccup in the grass, watching him work for a moment. Then she clears her throat softly, so as not to startle him.

"Hiccup...?"

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup looks up after blowing some stray wood shavings off the carving he'd been working on, grinning when he sees Fluttershy standing there.

"Hey, Fluttershy! Merry Christmas! ..And Happy Snoggletog too, I guess. ....And Hearth's Warming."

[strengthinkindness]

She giggled softly. "Merry Christmas...and everything else too."

She tilted her head in curiosity, looking at the wooden object in his hand. "What are you making?"

[lovespinkbirdies]

Chika grins when she's walking through the park, seeing a rather familiar face that she hadn't had the chance to talk to for a while. "Hiccup! Hi!"

And with that, she's running over towards him. Intent on giving him a bunch of hugs, along with something else. She had a few presents in her bag to give to people, and it just so happened that she had something for Hiccup.

"Merry Christmas!" she said right when she got close enough to him... though she didn't move to give that hug that she was thinking of, because she got a bit distracted by watching him doing that wood carving. "Is... is that a Biyomon you're making?"

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup grins as well when he hears Chika's voice, nodding. He scrapes his knife a few more times against the figure to detail the Biyomon's claws before blowing on it to get rid of a few stray wood shavings, holding it up for her to see, "It sure is! What do you think?"

[lovespinkbirdies]

Chika stares for a few moments, before leaning it a little bit closer to get a close look at it. It definitely looked like it was really well made. If it weren't wood color and tiny, well, she would've thought it looked just like Biyomon.

It took a few more moments after thinking that before what it meant actually hit Chika, and her eyes widen. "Oh wow! That's... that's Biyomon. Not just a Biyomon but my Biyomon! That's awesome! How'd you remember enough about him to do that!?"

[bigsoftie]

Jeeze, the last time he talked with Hiccup and it was immediately after his death. They needed to meet in better circumstances, for sure. That aside, the big guy did not forget his friend in the slightest.

Quite the contrary. he wanted to get the viking something special, a token of his appreciation. He approached the smaller teenager, holding the present behind his back.

Behind him, his two digimon were making a game out of master and slave, with Duke the master.

The ex-gator sat beside him, regarding the boy's carvings, "...you make things so well, Hiccup."

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup looked up when he heard Leatherhead approach, offering him a friendly smile along with a roll of his shoulders in the form of a shrug. "Thanks Leatherhead. I got a bit of a late start on these presents but....well, better late than never."

Speaking of which, he reached down into the sack next to him and held out two small figures for Leatherhead to take. Each bore the exact likeness of his two partners, the details nearly identical to the point where it would be impossible to mistake them for anyone else.

"Merry Christmas." ...And uh, Happy Snoggletog.

[bigsoftie]

The former alligator looked at his work, unbelievable....they looked just like his partners. The two digimon came from behind his legs to look at them themselves. Monodramon immediately grabs his hugging it.

Leatherhead on the other hand, seems sheepish since Hiccup's gift seems much more detailed and thought-out than his...all he had was a notebook with a note inside.

"Thank you, but...I am not sure you would like my present..."

[wheeljackofalltrades]

It didn't take long for Wheeljack to see Hiccup at the party. Being an expert wallflower meant you got a good view of everyone from the sidelines. But seeing Hiccup there as well, and...busy with something, he strode over, a lump of cloth tucked under his arm.

"Hey kid."

That's his catchphrase now, isn't it. He doesn't want to disturb Hiccup too much, but he can't help but put his hand on Hiccup's head, ruffling the hair.

"Enjoyin' yourself?"

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup didn't even have to look up to know who it was, chuckling as Wheeljack ruffled his hair. "For the most part. Gotta love getting a late start on your Christmas.....er, Snoggletog presents." Or should he just say Christmas? He and Ruffnut are literally the only ones here who would celebrate that anyway, but still.

"How about you?"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Christmas, Snoggletog, they were both 'tree holidays' to him. He's not exactly picky. But he's curious, peeking over Hiccup's head to get a better look at what he's carving.

"Can't say I'm disappointed by the turnout."

He's unceremonious in many things, and gift giving is another. With a plop, he holds a green and black sweater above his head, dropping it on top.

"Here ya go. Gift for...this holiday. Him helped pick it out."

[beingthecreature]

When Chris spied Hiccup, a bright smile made its way across his face. It did him good, in an almost cleansing way, to see the teen up and about and remaining healthy. A reminder that things were okay.

Raising a hand in a wave, he headed over with a bright smile. "Hiccup, hey!"

[trainsurdragons]

"Chris!" Just the guy he'd been about to look for. Hiccup sat up a bit straighter against the tree, quickly brushing off the wooden figure he'd been carving before hiding it in the palm of his hand for the time being.

"Having a good morning?"

[beingthecreature]

"Yeah, it's been pretty good so far." Chris chuckled as he swept a hand toward the food tables. "Short for one of my Digimon trying to take 'Christmas feast' literally," as he said that, naturally, a claw reached up and tilted a whole platter of fruits below a table, "but 'ey, whatcha gonna do."

A snicker, then a brighter smile. "How about you guys?"

[for_granite]

Terra's been looking around, for as many people as she can, when she happens upon Hiccup and his partners. People are exchanging gifts all over the place, so she's slowly gathered what she has, in bags mostly, and she carries Hiccup's now. Why not approach him with it then?

It's due to the angle, or the block of wood, or maybe just not noticing that she misses a tell-tale sign that her gift is very misplaced...but alas, she walks up to him anyway.

"Wow, quite the operation you've got going here."

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup looks up with a half grin, brushing off the carving in his hands with thumb. "It's kept me busy at least. Are you having a good morning, Terra?"

[for_granite]

"More eventful than I thought it'd be," she admits, snorting. "Look, I know you said you would've done it anyway, but I wanted to get you something, as a...thanks, for looking after Fluttershy."

She clears her throat; Armadillomon approaches, a cart attached to him, and from it Terra withdraws a bag, which she promptly hands over to the viking boy.

"Not much, just in case you get caught up in the wilderness again."

[whatisthislife]

Most of the party, BWG's been sitting by himself, accumulating snow on his armor. He doesn't mind the cold - in fact he can hardly feel it - so the snow doesn't bother him any. It reminds him of the time he spent in the Real World, and it brings him some small peace of mind, something that he's found difficult to come by, until spending so much time around Hiccup and his partners.

In fact, until Hiccup arrives with Fearless and Courageous in tow, BlackWarGreymon hadn't moved a muscle. He'd been content all night simply watching the goings-on, listening intently to Venusmon's words, and silently observing the Chosen as they interacted with each other. He's surprised by how close so many of them have become in such a short time, and he's reminded of Taichi's partner Agumon, and how much he'd like to meet him again someday.

"It is good to see you here, Hiccup," BWG greets the young man with a simple approach. He notices the small statuette carvings, and the Gomamon toy as well, remembering that such toys were prizes from the festival that took place shortly after the Chosen began to arrive.

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup pauses in his carving to look up at BWG with a smile, leaning back against the tree with a sigh. "You too, BlackWargreymon." Though, really, the massive Digimon has been rather hard to miss in the crowd. He just arrived a little late so he hadn't had a chance to speak with him yet.

Courageous gives a shy wave from not far away, Fearless doing the same as he looks up from...whatever it is he'd been trying to make. "'Ey man! Was wonderin' when we'd see you!"

[whatisthislife]

That shy wave from Courageous is somehow endearing to BlackWargreymon, though he can't put a claw on the reason why. Perhaps it's the innocence the Digimon possesses, or the strength that she was finally able to show against him during their time in the forest. Or, perhaps, it's a case much more like that flower, from so long ago.

"I have brought gifts for the three of you," he announces, holding them up in one gauntleted hand. He kneels, ans stretches the hand toward Hiccup and the small Digimon he's become so fond of. Two small, pink flowers are carefully wrapped in paper, just protected enough from the cold that they have a short while before they'll freeze. A single glove accompanies them, just Hiccup's size - though it doesn't seem to have a match.

Gingerly, he picks up each flower, giving the first to Fearless, and the second to Courageous. That leaves the lone glove for Hiccup.

[brain_behind_purple]

[Hey Hiccup, remember Paolo? Cause the Koromon has missed being able to make fun of you. And he's bouncing up beside you.]

Weird kid? That you?

[trainsurdragons]

[...Yes, he remembers.]

Nobody else around here with a weird robotic leg, is there?

[brain_behind_purple]

Weird kid! It is you! I haven't seen you since I died! You... haven't changed at all.