Last Time: TK didn't give up on trying to get those tickets from Matt and has now resorted to trying to PAY him. Meanwhile, Davis is using simpler methods by calling the radio station. But it isn't easy with Jun hogging the phone, so what else can he do?
The Rock Show: Part 4
The taxi came to a halt and Matt arrived at Odaiba High School. Matt got out and paid the cab driver and the taxi drove off. Already late to rehearsal, Matt briskly walked towards the school's gate…but he was quickly stopped in his tracks when someone's head popped up from the nearby metal trash can.
It was TK again and just like last time, he was holding up a wad of cash. It was $300. "Would you, could you give me your tickets for $100 times 3? Couldn't you do it just for me?"
Matt groaned. "I would not, could not give you my tickets for $100 times 3. These tickets are for Sora and me! Now excuse me, bro, I must go play. So take your money and GO AWAY!"
With that, Matt took the trash can lid and closed the trash can with his brother inside. Before TK could get out, Matt was already on his way into the school. The thought of giving those tickets to his brother still sounded silly, but he had to admire TK's perseverance…
…even if it was bordering along the line of annoyance.
Davis kept on listening to a portable radio, but he was no longer inside his house. With his sister hogging the phone, Davis was forced to change locations, so now he was down at the corner. And Davis was guarding the payphone like a hawk.
This time, Davis was waiting for 'First Date' by Blink 182 and he had to be caller 100 once again. And Davis had the payphone prepared. There wasn't a single person in sight. But as Davis waited, one of the clerks of the nearby convenience store walked up to him.
"Excuse me, young man. You waiting for this phone?"
"I'll need it in a few minutes. Why do you ask?"
"Well…you DO know this phone is out of order, right?"
Davis let out a soft squeak. He picked up the receiver and, sure enough, the phone was broken. His plan was going down the tubes. Davis needed to find another phone and quickly. Especially since…
In the car…I just can't wait
To pick you up on our very first date
Is it cool if I hold your hand?
Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance
Davis recognized the sounds of Blink 182's 'First Date'. With a burst of adrenaline, Davis ran further down the street, desperately looking for any signs of a payphone. And luckily, he found one right on the corner.
Do you like my stupid hair?
Would you guess that I didn't know what to wear?
I'm too scared of what you think
You make me nervous so I really can't eat
Davis quickly picked up the receiver and immediately dialed the number. He could feel the sweat in his palms as he waited for an answer. But all he got was…
"Please deposit 35 cents."
Davis was panicking and it showed as he dropped the receiver. He quickly went into his pocket to search for some loose change.
Let's go…Don't wait
This night's almost over
Honest…Let's make
This night last forever
Forever…and ever,
Let's make this last forever
Forever…and ever,
Let's make this last forever
Usually, Davis would think about how such a song paralleled his own life…whenever he was around Kari. That's why he was going to all this trouble. He wanted this night at the concert to be a special one. A night Kari would never forget. And it would happen if he dialed that number in time. Unfortunately…
"We're sorry. You are caller 99! Please try again!"
Davis felt everything crumple. He tried calling one more time, but once again he got…
"Please deposit 35 cents."
But by the time that happened, it was already too late. They had to have had caller 100 by now.
Once again, Davis could feel it all slipping from his fingers.
None of the other Teenage Wolves had shown up, so Matt decided to try practicing a few chords on his own. Upon hearing the smooth sounds of his guitar, Matt knew he had come a long way from when he first started. And he also admitted that TK had the guitar tuned well.
While Matt continued playing his guitar, he started to hear the beating of drums. Someone was playing the drums…a little out of sync with the guitar. Matt turned around and saw why. It wasn't the drum player…but TK playing the drums. When TK saw he had been discovered, he pulled out an even BIGGER wad of cash.
"For $500, how can you say no? Please give me those tickets so I may see Bono."
Matt shook his head as he calmly walked over to his brother and picked him up off the chair. He started leading TK over to the auditorium door.
"For $500, I'll easily say no. It'll be Sora and I who shall go see Bono. Now excuse me, bro, I must go play. So take your money and GO AWAY!"
With that, Matt threw TK out of the auditorium and shut the doors. Matt was starting to feel more than annoyed. Not at his brother's persistence, but at the whole 'Dr. Seuss' direction this has seemingly taken.
Trying to forget about that, Matt went back to his guitar and continued playing.
Davis continued pounding his head. Three days had passed and the concert was the next day. The radio station had stopped giving away tickets and there was no sign of anyone giving up their tickets. None of the online auctions had come up with anything and Ken had also come up empty. There seemed to be nothing Davis could do.
"I've tried everything, Veemon!" Davis cried. "But nothing's worked! There has to be SOMETHING!"
Veemon shook his head. "I don't know, Davish. I mean…you've tried everything. Maybe there really is nothing you can do. Just about the only thing you haven't done is begged the bands, themselves, to give you tickets. But I guess…Davish? What's that look in your eyes, Davish?"
Davis had a bright light bulb hanging over his head. He felt so stupid for not thinking of this before. But Veemon had given Davis an awesome idea. And it was the best idea he had had since…a long time ago. It was so crazy…so OUT THERE…it was perfect for Davis.
"Veemon…you just gave me an idea! And it's SURE to work!"
Veemon scratched his head. "Um…can you tell me what that idea is?"
Davis rushed into his closet and started looking for some clothes he could use. He would need a lot of different clothes for this one. Clothes from him…and clothes from his sister's closet.
Three days had passed and Matt didn't have much breathing room. Throughout these past three days, TK had continued pestering him for those concert tickets. Tickets that Matt wouldn't give up. If TK wanted them, he'd have to pry them out of his cold, dead hands. Matt wouldn't give up this special night with Sora just for TK.
Feeling hungry, Matt walked over to the local Chinese food restaurant. As Matt sat down, he saw one of the menus fall onto the table. And when Matt looked up…he saw TK…again. And needless to say, he was holding up another wad of cash.
"Please, big brother, $1000 I'll give to you! I really want Kari to see U2!"
"I won't give, not even for a grand! Because Sora also wants to see that band! And for $500, I'll easily say no! It'll be Sora and I who shall go see Bono! And I won't give them to you for $100 times 3! Those tickets are for Sora and me! TK, I ought to pound you into slime! 'Cause all you're doing is making me rhyme!"
Matt got out of his seat and picked up his little brother once again…as he had SO many times over these last few days.
"Now excuse me, bro, I must eat lunch today! So take your money and GO AWAY!" Matt tossed TK out into the sidewalk. "And if you ask me once more…I shall pound you until there's lots of gore!"
Having issued that warning, Matt went back into the restaurant…hopefully to eat in peace.
TK shook off the cobwebs. "My brother…is a poet. And now I know it."
For the past three days, TK had come out of this whole endeavor unsuccessful. He had tried so desperately to get those tickets to the TRL concert, but he couldn't get them. There was no way this could get worse.
"TK?"
TK couldn't believe his rotten luck. He looked up to see the concerned face of Kari Kamiya. TK didn't want to see her now. He felt like such a failure.
"What was that about?" Kari asked.
TK shook his head and got to his feet. "Um…nothing. It's…nothing you need to worry about."
"Oh…ok. TK…I'm actually glad I found you. I…need to talk to you about something."
"What is it?" TK asked curiously.
Kari took TK's hand and started walking him down the street.
"Well…"
The day of the concert was here and to say Davis was cutting it close would be the ultimate understatement. But still, he hadn't given up just yet. It wasn't over and Davis vowed he would have tickets before the concert started.
Davis stuck his head out of the bush and saw his target. It was the Odaiba Arena, where the TRL concert would take place. And it was time for him to put his plan into action.
"What are you going to do, Davish?" Veemon asked.
"It's so easy, Veemon! I can't believe I didn't think of this before! If we can get backstage where all the bands are, we can try and get two passes to the concert."
"That doesn't sound so easy," Veemon noted. "How do we get backstage?"
"That's easy, too! All we have to do is…disguise ourselves! We can pretend we're one of the acts!"
Veemon examined Davis. "Um…you don't really look like the rock star type, Davish."
"Yeah…but what about you?"
"Aren't I a little small for the part?"
Davis grinned. "YOU are…but what about…someone else?" He winked at his partner.
Veemon saw what Davis had in mind. "You can't be serious."
"He's the only one big enough and the only one who'll be able to blend in…as much as he CAN blend in, anyway."
Veemon raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure about this?"
"Have I ever been wrong before?"
Silence.
Davis sweatdropped. "Don't answer that. But I'm sure I'm right this time. Now go on, Veemon."
Veemon sighed. "Well…ok. I'm sure you know what you're doing, Davish. Here goes!"
**Veemon…Digivolve to…ExVeemon!**
Davis looked up at the bigger ExVeemon and ducked him down. "Get down, big guy! We don't need anybody to see you yet!"
ExVeemon scratched his head. "Um…what's the plan now, Davis?"
Davis dragged over some of the suitcases he brought. And there was a positive twinkle in the goggle boy's eye.
"I'm glad you asked me that!"
Next Time: Uh oh! Davis and ExVeemon try to infiltrate the backstage area. What'll happen there? And just what does Kari have to talk to TK about? Find out next time!
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