He looked with widened eyes at the town and it was just too bright and vivid that he had to rub his eyes at the gaudy sight. It almost didn’t look real. It was like a children’s toy heaven. The buildings almost seemed to gleam in the sunlight. One of the stores was of a brilliant cherry scarlet color, bold yellows, and another was emerald green. Everything was vibrant and cheery. Nothing dark or neutral colored at all. It was like a group of painters that were intoxicated with happiness painted everything in the town. It made Darius cringe at that thought. Unlike him, his digimon appeared excited and bubbly at the colorful town. “Wow! Pretty colors!” Darla gushed as she bounced along the pavement. She turned toward Darius stretched both her arms skyward as if reaching out to him. “Piggyback ride,” she said, giving her most adorable begging face. “Alright, alright,” Darius replied with a sigh. He hoisted her up onto his shoulders and adjusted himself. He was relieved that Darla didn’t retain her original weight as a DORUmon or else, that would’ve been bad for his shoulders. “Yahoo!” she cheered merrily with her one arm stretched up high and hand closed into a fist. Darla rubbed her face against his and hugged him tightly. For a moment there, that action caused him to stiffen at her unexpected mushy and cuddly behavior. It was something that he had to become used to, which he had some slight difficulty. Once she admitted that she was very possessive of him as a digimon but didn’t know how to express it without being weird about it, it didn’t seem as surprising as he thought it would be it. It was no wonder she had some issues with being sociable and there was her rude behavior. She was just frustrated. With the human illusion, she was eager to act like a human child with all selfishness and neediness in tow. Although it was annoying, it was also pretty cute at the same time. He wouldn’t admit it out loud. But the thing that took him quite aback, was that his digimon was actually female. He figured since the previous reincarnation of his digimon had a masculine voice, the next one would be the same. He assumed that the higher voice was because Darla was newly born but he was totally wrong. Darius remembered those time that she always threw a tantrum when he insisted she was Dante but he brushed it off as her being fussy. “Let’s wait for the other guy before we do anything else Darla,” he said as he put her back onto the pavement. They strolled toward a large circular fountain. He plopped down and sat on the edge of the fountain, while Darla hopped onto the sides as she walked alongside it with arms outstretched for balance. “Do we really have to disrupt the parade thingy?” Darla said with her face in a pout. “It looks soooo fun!” she wailed out loud. “I need some cash though. I’m not too excited to do it either but yea. Gotta get money to live and eat,” Darius explained, while ruffling her hair. If it were any other situation without the quest, he would’ve wanted to enjoy the festivities but he had to resist the temptation. Even from a distance, he could clearly hear the music that filled the air and rhythm that almost made him want to sway to the beat. A myriad of colors and large balloons that were very similar to the buildings in the town clearly stood out amongst the rest. He spotted a group of stilt-walkers walking toward the festival and noticed that they had hearty smiles on their faces. He was sure they were totally excited for their time to shine. A wave of aroma filled his nose when he saw a line of food sellers heading toward the direction as well. It smelled delicious and his stomach suddenly made a grumbling sound, which made Darla giggle at the noise. “Imma be back!” she chirped out and sprinted toward one of the food sellers with vigor. She came back with a dozen honey buns. She gave a wide grin as she handed a honey bun to her human and sat down. Darius thanked her as he inspected the bread and then enthusiastically began eating the dessert. “Yum yum,” she mumbled, while stuffing her face and chewing the sweet dessert.