The Sundrop & The Moondrop

- Chapter 8, We Must Figure This Out -

(From Sundrop's perspective)

I walked towards the tunnel, crouching down to it. Our recharging time had just ended so I decided it would be a good idea to continue our conversation. To figure out what this bug is and maybe try find a way to fix it, though, Moondrop seems certain that it cannot be fixed. "Droplet?.. you there?" I called through the tunnel since usually he wakes up before I do and stays in his room. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder... "No, but I a-am behind you.." Luckily it was just Moondrop though, I don't think that discussing this matter with the others is a good idea.. not yet anyways.

"You feeling okay?" I asked him as he offered his hand to me so I could get up. "..I don't know.. b-but, I'm guessing... you have q-questions... right?" I took his hand and he pulled me up with one pull, then he let go of my hand and began fiddling with a marble from his pocket. "Well, we have to figure this out at some point.. why not now?" I smiled at him, trying to make him happier since he still seemed sad. "W-well there's no time like the present.." he smiled back at me as he said this, the two of us walking off to the stage platform and air-swimming down. Since this seems like a special occasion I had decided to use my wire.. also, I didn't want to leave Moondrop alone for too long. As soon my feet hit the soft ground of the daycare my wire detached from my back and retreated to the ceiling, the same happened to Moondrop's wire.

We both walked to the ball-pit, climbing into the castle tower area behind it. Then, we sat in one of the tallest towers to begin our conversation. "So, when did you get this bug..?" I asked. "W-well... I don't exactly know but, it first happened sometime between the first opening day of the p-pizzaplex and our creation date..." Interesting..  I sat there, thinking about the possibilities for a moment before Moondrop tapped me. "What?.. oh, sorry.." I snapped out of it immediately. "So, what else has this bug done?.. we must figure this out..." for a short while, he sat there coming up with an answer while I looked at him patiently. "W-well.." he said at last "I-... please d-don't get mad, okay?... I just-... promise?..." He looked at my bright white eyes and I looked back at his dark crimson ones. I nodded before speaking "I promise.." then we both shook hands several times to make sure it was truly a promise since that's what we usually do. After doing our special secret handshake, he continued speaking "You know Glamrock Bon?.." I replied "Yes?..." This isn't going where I think it's going, right?  I thought to myself as we continued to look eachother straight in the eyes. "..I-..." It is... "I kinda... m-maybe I uh-..." I don't want to hear the end of this, but I must...  "..." He had now gone silent and my thoughts ceased to exist for a moment... Then he said...

"...I k-killed Bon..."

My internal core skipped a beat, I looked at him and... I said... "Y-you-... It-... b-but I-..." I had some trouble forming the words but eventually I said something else "Y-you killed... B-bon?... But, you didn't-... You'd n-never-..." After struggling with that sentence, I began crying. Streams of dark oil tears flooded down my face like rivers. Moondrop went to place his hand on my shoulder but I pushed it away. "...Why d-didn't you t-tell me? j-just-... why?" That word felt like the only thing I could say Why?.. Why Moondrop?... Why Bon?..  Every question, every word... Why?  I was so caught up in my thoughts and I didn't hear Moondrop trying to get my attention but eventually I snapped back into reality.

I found that I was on my knees, looking down at the floor. My face had been drowned in the sea of tears that had followed the news. Moondrop was at my side, he was trying to make sure I would be okay, he was telling me we'd get through this... that it was all okay... but, it's not, is it? All that time believing there wasn't an answer as to who did it, all those months thinking about who did it... all those years, not knowing the answer is right infront of me. Why had Moondrop kept this for so long? how has Moondrop even lived with the thought of murdering a friend? his best friend... I know I won't ever forgive Moondrop for this. It isn't possible. But, I have to move on... don't I? everyone else does eventually, why should I be any different?... Why? 

- Chapter 8 End -