3,000 Years

Halloween

It was a festival humans took part in. Yeah, humans did it.

It was a silly thing, a joke of the grand celebration the demon race often held each year, but even so tonight Meliodas had found himself among the fools. That's right, the feared general of the demon race had been swayed to go and the explore the 'human interpretation' of a universal holiday.

But what in all of Britannia possessed him to come here? Oh yes, that pesky goddess...

Meliodas finds himself frowning, his brows furrowing as he surveys the mirthful scene displayed before him. It was a joyful scene, terribly out of place for a dreary October's eve and way too bright for his personal tastes.

People were bustling about, many of them smiling and beaming as they handed out varieties of treats and jumped out of corners to scare one another. Vendors and what looked a lot like mages were urging others to marvel at the surprises and wonders set up within their stalls. Bright lanterns were scattered about, bright and illuminating in the darkening autumn sky. A few carved pumpkins and gourds sat on doorsteps and fences, flickering candles lit within. There were even dark and eerie decorations hung from building to building in an attempt to boast of the amazing beauty of this mockery of a celebration.

A few children raced past the blonde, cheering and laughing as they clutched little baskets filled to the brim with treats. They were each dressed up as different types of creatures, all of them sporting a look that suggested it was out of fun rather than camouflage or delusion. None of the townspeople seemed to bat an eye at Meliodas. Odd. Usually they'd run away screaming, the dark mark on his forehead betraying his identity.

But tonight it was different.

Instead of screaming or running, they'd point at the mark and comment on how intricate and eye-catching it was. Instead of recognising his youthful face and the poker expression he wore, they took it as someone enjoying the festivities of the day.

Even more odd.

"Tada!" Elizabeth floats down with a flourish, grinning widely as she regards the blonde demon. Her two pairs of fluffy wings are concealed for the night, the goddess exchanging her usually bright and white attire for a black dress. A strange hat was tipped on her head, a pair of heeled boots completing her look.

Meliodas thinks it look silly, perhaps even a little childish, but soon realises that this was Elizabeth he was thinking about. Elizabeth who was always spontaneous and innocent; she was always willing to stoop down to the level of humans. Therefore he had to humor her. He had to go along with her little fancies and whims, knowing very well that she was just someone who loved to indulge in the mere trifles of others.

Plus...she did pull it off - even if he didn't think so at first.

"You didn't take me seriously at all, did you Meliodas?" The goddess frowns a little, shaking her head at the demon. She had thought that he would at least put some effort into fulfilling her request, but then again they hadn't known each other for too long. Elizabeth releases a gentle sigh. "And to think I said it very seriously."

"I thought you were joking," Meliodas defends, stuffing his hands into his pockets as more children run past. It wasn't like he cared, but hearing her sound so disappointed struck something. It made him feel a teeny tiny bit guilty.

However the guilt is soon wiped away when he spots Elizabeth smiling. She is watching after the children, the demon catching the way her eyes sparkle and she seems all aglow with excitement. The way she shifts a little, bites into her lip, suggests that Elizabeth wants to join them, already turning to go, but soon focuses all her attention upon Meliodas. The goddess had asked him to join her after all, so naturally her duty was to make sure he saw all the fun aspects of tonight.