It was another festival in Penacony, there was almost always a festival or party on Penacony. Today was no exception

Sunday had given a speech at the opening ceremony, stepping off the stage with a bow and disappear out of sight. The moment he was out of view, the head of the Oak Family let out a long sigh. His wings covering his eyes as he rubbed his temples, already starting to feel exhausted as he heard the sound of his sisters singing flow onto the backstage from the party.

"Harmony, give me strength..."