A/N: Definitely takes place after Formatting.
When Davis returned from his mission with Veemon, he decided he was going to make his entrance very loud. Plus, he had a souvenir.
With that, he barged straight into the house, startling everyone as he held up his prize.
"Behold!" he bellowed, ignoring the laughing digimon behind him. "I, Davis the Awesome, have returned from my mission! And I have a MACE!"
Most everyone blinked and stared at him.
Mimi reacted first and dug her hand into her sundress pocket. "And I have… mace," she held up what looked like a small aerosol can.
Davis just leveled his eyes with her. "Why do you have mace? You don't need it."
"True," she acknowledged, nodding with a small shrug. "But I don't think the police would take too kindly to me walking down the street with my fuuma shuriken and kunai."
Davis paused, imagining the sight. Mimi, merrily going about her way down the sidewalk in her cute pink sundress, her fuuma shuriken strapped to her back and blades tacked along her arms. Nope, not the most peaceful sight in the middle of New York City.
"Good point," he agreed. "But I still have a mace!"
"That you don't need," Mimi pointed out. "Seeing as you already have a gunblade."
Davis pouted at her. "Come on, it's a freaking mace. It's awesome."
"You aren't sneaking in anywhere with waving that around."
"Like a giant shuriken is any better! Oi, me and Veemon just got back from a mission, can't you give me a little slack?"