One Monzaemon, Two Monzaemon...

[Skiar]

A grumble escaped the human boy as he huddled in the shade of a nearby tree.

He could've handled that fight... He swore he could've. Or atleast he'd like to think that, but without his D-Trigger which Yggdrasil currently possesed it would've been difficult.

Though Keiran would have rather have died than be here now in this oh so bright atmosphere with toys and childish things everywhere. It was making him sick...

Stupid Armadillomon, stupid Toy Town...

[Icy]

On the other end of the happiness spectrum was Armadi. Gleefully inspecting all of the toys that littered the town, with a grin plastered onto his silly face, he was having a grand time. "Hay, check this out -!" and "Ooh, lookit THIS one!" were constantly being emitted from the excitable Digimon as he bounce/shuffle/hopped his way about Keiran's legs.

All thought of the previous battle had escaped him, he had gotten away from their enemy and then landed here as quick as he could. Armadi wasn't above running when the need arose, and so here they were (hopefully there was some sort of food too, because god damn he still hadn't eaten and Digivolution had taken quite a lot out of him, not that it showed with the hyper way he was acting now).

He nosed a rubber ball, the cutesy rainbow-colored thing rolling away from him and bonking into Keiran. "Oops, sorry, mah bad," he said in his gravelly, nasal voice.

[Skiar]

"..."

BLAM!

After the few short minutes of having made contact with Keiran, the boy's fist had come down on the ball sending the torn shreds of it flying. The hovering rings of Digicode had breifly appeared around his arm again that moment before his black aura of darkness and depression returned.

He wanted out of this bubbly town.

Now.

Unfortunately without his Digivice or Dorumon, he had no clue which way was out... Damn this stupid Armadillo... A dozen more curses were going through the navy haired boy's mind...

[Icy]

The little pieces of plastic floated down onto Armadi like some sort of environmentally unhealthy, multicolored snow. "OI! What was that for, ya - ya -!!" Armadi yelped, hopped backward. "Ya nearly killed me!" The loud popping noise the ball had made had made his heart skip a couple beats.

Armadi fell into an uncharacteristic silence, sulking a bit over the loss of the ball. Why did Keiran have to be such a spoilsport? He had just been having fun, this was a great place! The only thing that could possibly make it better was the aforementioned delicious foodstuffs... but so far all he saw was children's games. You couldn't eat yoyos or board games, as fun as they were, and that was the only shortcoming here.

"Why're ya so down anyhows? We got away okay, 'm sure we'll find your Digimon soon enough, you look like your best friend died!" Armadi accused him, sitting up on his hind legs.

[Skiar]

Keiran crossed his arms, propping himself against the tree and letting out a small "Hmph." It didn't matter, it's not like he knew this Digimon or had anything to do with him anyways. Simply deciding to use it as a retort and just to get he annoying Child Leveld Digi to shut up.

"And if they did?"

I would be surprising to anyone who knew him for long enough, knowing that he prefered to keep words to himself. Of course, Armadi wouldn't know that.

[Icy]

Armadi frowned at him, though he realized with the response that may have been a very brash and possibly hurtful thing to say, he didn't really care. That was just the way he was.

"Then I'm sure that your best friend wouldn't want ya to mope about with that droopy-sad look on your face!" he announced loudly, trying to cross his bulky paws and failing. "C'mon, this place is pretty much made for fun, can't'cha loosen up even a li'l bit?" he pleaded, it was no fun hanging around with a sack of emo.

"'F anything, at least try to look less depress'd 'bout whatever's eatin' ya," he added. "S'a good way to draw attention to yourself 'f you're all GRR GRR GRR DEPRESSION EMO EMO EMO about it!" The Armadillomon threw in an imitiation of Keiran, slumping over and looking, as he had said, "GRR GRR GRR DEPRESSION EMO EMO EMO".

[Skiar]

An awkward silence rang out just as a butterfly flew by as an emphasis to this statement.

"Idiot."

Of course Keiran had chosen to ignore what Armadi had said, after all he wasn't depressed. He merely had a darker perspective, nothing wrong with that.

Except for maybe the comment about the place being made for fun. Kicking a nearby catapault miniture made of wood he watched as the marble whizzed through the air and bonked the rookie on the head. Hurt? Hardly.

Kei was merely making an emphasis as to "Whee, oh this is fun..." in a drooling in sarcasm sort of way.

[Icy]

Armadi snapped out of his imitation, if he lingered too long like that after all, he might turn just as emo as Keiran! And that wasn't something that he wanted, Armadi was proud of his own status of a friendly (if jerky-mouthed) upbeat guy!

The marble flew toward him, hitting his head with a little ponk noise, at which Armadi gave an "ow" more out of surprise than pain. "Hay, that's not very nice ya know," he reprimanded him.

He was aware he was being ignored, but it was better than talking to nobody at all. Armadi just grinned, leaning over and headbutted Keiran's leg for his payback for the marble, in a manner somewhat reminiscent of a dog. If a dog was big and yellow and covered in a shell, y'know. "Yeah, that's me, I'm an idiot, but ya know what, sometimes that's not such a bad thing," he said cheerily. "C'mon, there's gotta be somethin' that just makes ya wanna smile, right?"

[Skiar]

"Actually... There isn't."

Just for that the boy whacked Armadi on the head. Despite the fact that it felt like he was hitting a rock he was perfectly fine, his expression seemed to have no reaction... scooting away abit seeing as how the pest was invading his personal space

[Icy]

Armadi let out another small "ow!" as he was hit again. This was kind of like interacting with someone else in a boxing ring, say anything or let yourself get distracted for a moment and he'd bop you upside the head.

"Well, fine, be like that, Emopants Facepaintboy," Armadi said, letting out a loud mock huff of fury, more amused than angry with him. It boggled his mind though, how could nothing make him smile? He's like ice! Armadi thought to himself with a shake of his head. "Maybe I'll just go look for some munchies by mahself then, 'm I right!?" he said to the thin air.

[Skiar]

Still seeming to have no reaction at all the blunt reply came back.

"Go right ahead... Idiot."

The only indication afterwards that he was alive at all was the fact he rolled over onto his side, deciding to get some rest.

[Icy]

Armadi - or, as he had suddenly seemed to have been dubbed, Idiot - gave a quick raise of his eyebrow. So he really didn't care! "What a really heartless guy ya are, Emopants," he told him, and with a switch of his tail stumped his way off on his stubby legs away from the tree. There should be some Digimon around here who knew where he could get some food, right? Of course there were, there would have to be.

Though, that was what he had thought about the metal factory too, and look what had happened there! Nothing but nuts and bolts, definitely not a good breakfast for a growing Digimon such as himself. Maybe the same was true for this place, and they only ate, like, the toys here or liquid rainbows or something... man, better not think like that or it'd come true.

But either way, his plan was A) Find other Digimon that looked friendly and B) ask where he could get something to eat. Though, as he walked away, he made sure to glance back and note where the tree was. He would come back later. He wasn't so miffed with Keiran so as not to share.

[Skiar]

Laying there Keiran fiddled with a blade of grass, storing energy lest something else were to happen. Although... it wasn't enough to cause corrosion of anykind, if he took too much then things like the grass would start dying.

He just didn't feel like dealing with being acused for something at the moment.

[Icy]

The Armadillomon wandered his now-lonesome way about town. Somehow, the sparkling castlelike buildings, balloons floating everywhere in all the colors you could imagine, and various toys strewn about just waiting to be played with just didn't seem too much fun now that there was nobody to bother. His attempts to find a bakery or what-have-you amongst the various toy shops were only halfhearted (albeit full stomached, it was still complaining at him).

Eventually a body flopped next to Keiran again, beside the tree. "I lied! 'M back," said the familiar gravelly voice. "Glad to see me again? Ya better be."

[Skiar]

"Not at all..." he lazily murmured, something was moving in his cheek... Keiran was chewing? Yeah, that bastard had food all along and hadn't said anything. Just as Armadi had come back he had finished the last of a loaf of bread.

The idiot probabbly wouldn't forget this moment right off the bat.

[Icy]

Armadi sniffed quickly, leaning closer to Keiran's face, which awkwardly made it look like he was trying to kiss him. His green eyes bored into Keiran's own, then flicked downward to his mouth. "Ya f**ker, ya had some bread this whole time 'n didn't even offer to share any with me!?" The Idiot yelped loudly, looking more like Keiran had shot him through his big old Digimon heart than that he'd eaten a loaf of bread when he too was hungry. But unlike his usual exaggerations, he was truly devastated! "Ya couldn't even give me a liiitttlllllle?!" he whined loudly, voice jumping up about six octaves in his horror, stomach adding in with an exclamation point of a loud growl.

[Skiar]

"You said you were looking for food, so I expected you to find your own..."

Stupid excuse. Oh well, he was being straight to the point atleast. The boy rolled his eyes as the growl was issued. Waving the Armadillomon off with a small 'Shoo shoo!' motion motion he asked "Can't you just ask one of the residents?

[Icy]

"Well I only came back 'cause ya're a butthole and I thought you'd want some food too, ya jerk!" he grumbled, making up his own silly excuse for his own need-to-be-with-a-person-I-know nature. still clinging onto Keiran with a deathglare so fierce it could crumble stone or burn up paper or, like... I don't know. Destroy Tokyo. Like Godzilla.

"Ya gotta come with me then!" he insisted, beating at Keiran with his claws. "C'maaaaaawwwwwwwwn! It's your apology for eatin' the bread without me!"

[Skiar]

Kei glared at the small yellow digi, just looming over him for a few seconds as he spoke.

"It was my bread."

His emphasis was merely to put that small thought in. Did he really need permision to eat his own food? "Besides, why should I?"

[Icy]

"'Cause I said so!" The Idiot shot back at him. That made about as much sense to him as Kei's "I want to get out of this because I don't like you" queries as to his purpose going with him. "C'maaaaawn, ya can't possibly hate me that much, right?" he asked, bouncing away from the looming Kei's shadow of gloom and doom. "Pleaseeee? Pleeeaaaaase?" he whined, making his voice go annoying and high pitched again.