Eat at the Candle Light Cafe (open)

Restaurants. Nice places up eat, to hang out, to coexist in a society  that you can't take for granted. In human world, that would be because humans would not accprt digimon all that easily. On the digital world, it would be because every digimon could a wild killing machine in didguice. But in a restaurant, there's one focus, one focus only: to eat and hang out. For that reason, a restaurant could prove to be one of the safest places one could be in, as you'd likely be surounded by people (or digimon) who just wanna relax and eat something, having no interest in being disturbed in some guy looking for a fight.

So, Antonio and Henrique both entered the place comfortably, promising themselves they would make the most of their time there.THey Walked across the the entry hall, towards a waiter who seemed to guard the door to the place where people actually ate.

"Godd afternoon, gentleman. How can I help you?" the waiter asked with a smile. He took a book from the bush-thing he had on his back, leaving Antonio and Henrique a bit uncorfotable, but Antonio replied anyway, forcing a smile.

"Hi there! We wanted a table for two, please." Antonio told the Deramon, bowing slightly. He still wasn't a costumed to Japanese culture, though he was trying and many digimon seemed to have adopted it as their own, fir some reason. The waiter opened the book and began fliiping pages, scanning them with his eyes, before closing it.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid we're out of those tables. We can provide two individual tables, if you want, though." The waiter stated, shaking his head.

"Hmm...Can't you join two individual tables or something?" Henrique asked.

"I'm afraid not, you see, our tables are nailed to the ground due to a table robber incident a few months ago. But I think I have a solution. There's this other tamerr and her digimon who also came in looking to eat together and we provided them with a table for five since we arledy were out of tables for two at that point. Let me go and ask them to share the table, gentleman." The waiter suggested. Antonio and Henrique tried to protest, but the Deramon didn't listen to them and just walked to the mentioned table. Antonio and Henrique could have just walked away and forget about it, but they concluded it was best to stay and apologize personaly to the other tamer and her partner before departing.

The waiter arrived at the table, a smile on his face.

"Hello, my ladies. I hope you are enjoying the atmosphere. I am sorry to bother you, but there is a tamer at the door, and I'm a afraid we're out of non-indinvidual tables. Would you mind sharing yours with them?" The Deramon inquired the girl and her Floramon, pointing at Antonio and Henrique.

The wait felt like they were about to go to some medieval war. Tensions were high, and embarrassment grew greater by the second. More than once, tamer and digimon had the urge to just run away (and Henrique would have, if not for Antonio stopping him from doing so). They were dealt worried about the other tamer's possible reaction and that of her digimon's, yet they were pleasently suprised by the fact that the waiter came back with consent.

Nevertheless, it didn't help their embarassment when the floramon called out to them, saying they could seat with her and her tamer. Antonio arrived there and at first just stood there, making Henrique have to step in. Poking the boy's leg, the tooldramon bowed to the girls and Antonio replicated the gesture. As they both pulled a chair for themselves waiting for the waiter to bring them menu's, Antonio spoke.

"We're really sorry about this. We try to tell him not to come and bother you, but he was off and goigb before we could. If there is anything we can do make it up to you, just name it. My name's Antonio, and this is my partner Henrique. How about you?" Antonio asked, pulling in some sentence structures he heard Henriquebuse quite often. The tamer took his digimon's politness as something to admire, so he used him for reference quite often. The Deramon came in, with two menu's. Both Antonio and Henrique took one and examined it. "What do you think?"

"I'd say the pictures are very small. Like really small." Henrique replied.

"Any suggestions about it?" Antonio asked.

"Tool box!" Henrique said, pointing his arm upwards before a small magnifying glass was launched from it, landing on the digimon's hand. He used it to examine the menu, a look of suprise in his tamer's face and his own. "Well this like nice."

"It certainly does." Antonio said.

"Oh, I'm sorry, where are my manners?" Henrique stated, looking at the two girls at the table. "You wanna use it?"

"Nice to meet you too then, Tasha." Antonio replied to the girl's introduction with a smile. This was going well afterall, at least when it came to that point in time. Antonio hoped things would remain like that.

"And you too, Pedra." Henrique added, adjusting in the chair. The two females seemed to have some problems between them, probably no worse than his and Antonio's. Still, Henrique was worried... He never really had the guts to talk to girls for extended periods of time. Maybe if he sticked to silence for as ling as possible it would be seen as politeness? No, that was stupid.

Tasha refused Henrique's magnifying glass, sayingg she'd rather ask if there was anything normal.

"Well, the cooks likely think of their food as normal or as superior, and if you say otherwise, the'd likely kick you out of the restaurant." Henrique warned, doing his best to hide the nervousim and not sound insulting "Not that you can't defend yourself, obviously. I'd never say that about you. Or your partner, of course."

The girsl seemed somewhat interested in Henrique's capacity to pull out objects such as that magnifying glass.

"Well, yeah, as long as it is smaller than the boxes in his hands, it pretty much like pulling something from a bottomless pit. Henrique did a few excursions in the human world, searching dumpyards for objects we might find usefull. We're a bit short of cash at the moment, but we're building up some savings." Antonio explained, answering Tasha's question.

"Me? I, hum, I'm a tooldramon, at least in my rookie form. I'm pretty sure, I'm the only one, as my origins are a little....unusual." Henrique told Pedra, rubbing the back of his neck as he did. In Antonio's early days as a tamer, they would just go about and tell anyone about their story, but they were learning it could be...not so well recueved as that.

Henrique looked at Antonio as the Floramon requested to hear about his origins. Neither one was all to comfortable to talk about it.

"Should we?" Henriqie asked, worried. He didn't want to tell the two girls "no", especially after they were so nice fir sharing their table without a fuss. Antonio looked pensative, and Henrique looked down. It waould be awkward but...

"Have you picked your meals, yet?" The Deramon asked, approaching the table. Tamer and digimon were snapped from their thoughts by this, and turned to the waiter with a polite smile.

"As a matter of fact, we did, or at least me and Henrique did. Both of us will have this." Antonio answered, pointing at the chosen item of the menu. He couldn't wait to eat ut, it looked really nice in the picture. The Deramon looked at Henrique expecting a confirmation, which Henrique gave him with a nod. The bird digimon then turned to Tasha and Pedra, wiating for their orders.

As the Deramon left, Antonio and Henrique had their conclusion on wether to tell the two girls about their story or not: they would try to talk them out of wanting to hear it first.

"Well, it isn't really the happiest of stories." Antonio warned.

"It can be a bit, hum, depressing, as a matter of fact." Henrique added.

Ok, that was confusing. First they felt bad about telling their story to this two girls, now they were feeling bad about NOT telling it. As the waiter bowed and left with their orders, Antonio and Henrique decided to tell it, since it seemed at least Pedra still wanted to hear the story, despite being polite enough to say she wouldn't force them.

"Thank you for your kindness, but if you still wanna hear it, then I will tell you. Brace yourselves, because this can a bit of a shock to some people." Henrique said, taking a deep breath "I wasn't originally a digimon. Me and Antonio, met several years ago, we've been best friends since that day. One day it happened that we were on a school trip on a boat, but something went wrong it began to sink. We left the boat, and while everyone else was arguing, me and Antonio found the wreckage, in which we found his digivice."

"I'll take it on from now Henrique." Antonio said "Deapite Henrique's suspicions, I managed to convince him to come with me to Japan. You see, a man found out that we discovered the digivice and offered us to go with him to Japan to help him with scientifical experiments. All I could think about was extra vacations, so we wen't with the man. If I knew what would happen...anyway, we got to Japan, installed ourselves, and after some time the day of the experiment came. Again, I persuaded Henrique into doing something that wouldn't turn our well: he took the experiment first. And, before I knew it, I had a digi-egg in the place of my best friend, with the man who did it to him running off. Henrique hatched soon, destroying the lab before I could calm his tantrum. We returned, only to find out that all our stuff had been sold by the man."

Antonio and Henrique looked at Pedra and Salla, waiting for their reponse.

It wasn't all that bad, it seemed. Though looking a bit sadned at first, Pedra was quick to state with a smile that it wasn't all that bad, adding they could pull stuff from Henrique. Both tamer and digimon let out a loud laugth, amused and delighted by the Floramon's statement, which they assumed was a form of joke.

Tasha, on the other hand, considered for a moment what could have happened to the guy that turned Henrique into a digimon. Antonio and Henrique thought about this for a moment, reaching different conclusions.

"Don't take me wrong, but after what he did to my best friend, I hope his chewing himself in remorse." Antonio stated.

"I hope his ok. I don't know if he did this on purpouse, or he wouldn't have panicked that way. But then again, I can't be sure, it could all have been some sick acting." Henrique said.

"I guess you may be right." Antonio told his partner, before turning to Tasha again with a broad smile "Anyway, how did YOU met your partner?"

"And Pedra, you were talking about this "holosuits"...what are they?" Henrique inquired the floramon.

Antonio chuckled a bit at Tasha's and Pedra's argument about their first time together. It was amusing how those two thought, as long as you were aware it was just normal partner argument, teasing.

"Hey, at least she didn't blow up your apartment, did she? I know by experience that they can do that, even as newborns. When he hatched for the first time, he was so scared of the sound of the door shutting that just started shooting lasers all over the place, destroying it." Antonio told Tasha "After that, I manged to get him to evolve to in-training. Henrique's mebatl capacities go as far as his stage, so for a few weeks I had to babysit Henrique, and I still usually do in the human world."

"Antonio!" Henrique complained, embaressed. He didn't like the idea of what happened when he turned to in-training, much less talking about it, especially with strangers.

" Hry, don't worry, you almost manges to count all the way to eight the other day!" Antonio teased with a playful smile.

The conversation with Pedra about holosuits gave an unexpected turn for Henrique.

"Wait, those things can make me human again?! Where can I get one?" Henrique asked "Also, why did you call me "Henny"?"