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Sun blinked and stretched as he awoke from his…nap? Recharge? Oh well! He was just glad he was awake!
“Oh..?” Sun paused mid-stretch.
“This isn’t the daycare area… it’s.. Our room..” He mumbled.
But how did he get up here? He can’t access the rope!
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Was it Moony? Was he back to normal? Is he okay? What happened?
So many questions went through his mind as he paced around the messy room.
He paused.
…Then he face-palmed.
“Stupid Sunny..! I can just ask him these questions instead of over-thinking!” He whined gripping his face-plates sitting down on their shared bed.
He grinned as he tried to ‘talk’ to Moon.
‘Moony! Are you back?'
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No response. Again.
His grin faltered. Was he.. Still gone? His Moon?..
Sun then turned around, looking for something in the [Dirty-DirtyDirtyDirty!Ohhhhhhhh!CleanitCleanitLater!] room.
His hands finally still as they grabbed something.
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A Moon plushie.
Sun’s rays retracted slightly. He missed Moon. The Moon who would take care of the kids. Not the one who punishes[Scaresthem.Ohsoscaredchildren...]them.
He pulls the plushie to his chest and hugs it.
Things will never be the same will it..