MPC-52C: Always

"You fell down a tree!" The living fireball while jumping, or floating up and down. "You wanted to help a Digimon to get down the tree and then you fell down and landed on your head!" Desmond couldn't remember anything at all. "Where are my glasses?" He then asked while painfully moving his head to his right. Squinting to see better, he noticed his glasses on a tall chair. Reaching out, he slowly moved his hand toward them and then put them on. "Where am I?" Surely his partner didn't have the strength to drag him around. "A Centarumon came by and brought us here! He said that it is his clinic! He took care of you!" The Digimon was clearly very happy to see his tamer being conscious. "Have I been in this bed for a long time?"


"I don't know." Desmond sighed again. "My head still hurts..." He complained. "Don't go to sleep!" The DemiMeramon quickly shouted. "Erm... Why?" Clearly, he needed sleep. "It's boring without you." Well, at least he was sincere. Looking at the tall chair, he noticed that his bellowings were also on the chair. He took his cellphone and his headphone, plugging it in. "Here, come here." The small Digimon didn't move though. He just looked at the floor for a moment. "What's the matter? Too high?" The blond tamer asked. His partner quickly nodded a couple of time, a little bit embarrassed. "Hmmm... Give me a second." Placing his phone and headphone on the bed, Desmond slowly moved his body around to face his partner. "Come here." A smile drew on the Digimon's mouth. He took one big look at the floor and then jumped down. He would then go see his tamer and Desmond then picked him up before placing him on the bed, next to him.

Moving his body to lay down, the Frenchman showed his cellphone to the DemiMeramon. "Do you know what that is?" His partner eyes widened and began tilting his head. "What is that? What is that?" Desmond laughed a bit and pressed the button to turn it on. "It's a cellphone. We use to call people." The small Digimon floated closer still very curious. "Can I call someone?" To this, he tamer shook his head. "You need their number for that." The DemiMeramon was a bit confused. "How do you get their number?" That was actually a pretty good question. "Erm... You ask them for it." The Digimon was still confused. "You need to ask them to be able to call them?" Desmond nodded. "But when you get their number you can call them from anywhere you are."

"And you can do more than calling people." The DemiMeramon inched closer once more. "What can it do?" He asked with his eyes still wide open. "You can play music. Here, put these on." Desmond placed the headphone on his partner and clicked touchscreen. Soft violins could be heard. "Oooooooh!" It was easy to see that he was amazed at that and that made his tamer smile. But then the head began hurting again. He would need to close his eyes and recover for a bit. "Alright, I need to sleep for a bit..." To this, the living fireball swiftly went to hug Desmond's head. "What if you don't wake up? I don't want you to be deleted." Sadness and worry could be heard in his voice.

Desmond then realized how his partner might have felt seeing him laying on a bed not moving for hours or even days? Desmond was DemiMeramon's one true friend. De doesn't always say it but deep down, he didn't want Desmond to leave. "Are you going to wake up?" He asked with concern. The Frenchman smiled weakly. "Don't worry, I will wake up. I just need a bit of sleep." And he paused as His partner was still hugging his head. "By the time the music ends, I'll be awake." Letting go of his head, the Digimon inched away from him and then sat down on the bed. He stayed silent for a moment just looking his tamer that closed his eyes. His head was spinning and as much that he wanted to stay awake, it was a hard battle inside his head. "Desmond?"

"Uh?" The tamer said, eyes still closed. "Can you give me your number?" Desmond opened one eye and lift his head slightly. "You want my number?" The small Digimon nodded a few times. "Why do you want my number? You can't..." And the DemiMeramon interrupted him. "So that I can talk from anywhere if you are not around." The blond tamer opened his other eye and smiled. "Here, come." And he moved his body to a sitting position. "See that button? If you hold down it, it will call me." It was just his voicemail but he didn't want him trying to call anyone from his contact list.

"I'm sure that you won't need it. I promise you that I will be around, always." Desmond was getting tired so he was starting to speak slower. "Always?" The Digimon asked with puppy eyes. "Always." His left hand went to pat his partner on the head before laying down once more. The DemiMearmon put on the headphone again and the human turned on the music back on before falling asleep. Coincidence, the song that was playing was a lullaby, how fitting. The living fireball closed his eyes as well and smiled before whispering a single word.

"Always."