IB X Vocaloid {Private for Vio~}

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    [font=times new roman][align=center][color=black]In a small city, a young girl held each of her parents' hands as they walked down the sidewalk. Ib looked around and let out an inaudible sigh. She couldn't seem to forget her experiences in that devil gallery... And she missed a certain violet haired male that had helped her through it. Garry... I wonder if I'll see him again...? "Ib, what's wrong?" A soft voice to her left asked. The nine year old looked up and smiled weakly, saying, "Nothing, mommy."

    "Haha, come on, you guys~" Came a snicker as a blonde teen sped up to a brisk pace as he walked backwards, a smirk on his face. "You guys are so slow! We'll never get there at this rate!" He continued. "Honestly, I don't know why you didn't just drive us, Kaito." "It's not that far. No use in wasting fuel, you know." He chuckled. "Whatever." Len huffed. "But still, can't we at least go a little faster?" He asked, then blinked, spotting the girl and her parents right across the street. "Huh.. Looks like we're not the only one's walking, at least.."

    [font=times new roman][align=center][color=black]Ib blinked, hearing a commotion nearby, and looked over at the small group across the street. Her big, red eyes fell on the Vocaloids curiously, and she murmured, "Hmm... I wonder who they are...?"


    Rin Kagamine nodded, following Len's gaze. "True." She blinked as Ib looked over, returning their gaze.

    Len blinked, slowing down a bit. "..." He looked over at Ib too, raising an eyebrow. Something about her.. He shook his head. "What's the hold up, you guys?" He nudged Rin. "Everything alright?"

    [font=times new roman][align=center][color=black]"Yeah..." Rin shook her head, speeding up a bit. "It's fine."


    Ib hesitated, tilting her head. "Nearly there~" The young girl looked ahead as her father spoke, tensing when she saw the gallery fast approaching. "Ib, are you sure you're okay?" Her mother asked, worried. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine." She looked at the ground, troubled. But then a fleeting, hopeful thought ran through her head. Maybe Garry will be there...!

    [font=times new roman][align=center][color=black]Rin smiled sheepishly. "I guess so. Something about her seemed... Strange. I can't put my finger on it though..."


    "C'mon, mommy, daddy!" Ib giggled and ran forward, suddenly in high spirits. "Ib, wait!" Her mother chuckled and walked after her. A few minutes later they entered the gallery and Ib looked around. It looked exactly the same as before... "Let's go sign in." Ib's father murmured, approaching the front desk. Ib fidgeted impatiently, then said, "Mom, can I go look at the paintings?" "Okay, Ib, but don't disturb the other people." With that Ib walked off quickly, her gaze lit up. "If Garry were here, where would he be...?" She said quietly, looking around.