Sun + Moon

Some Doors Are Better Left Closed

You and Sun hoped for a 'slow and settling-in' first day. That was not the case.

You were filing paperwork for both the Daycare and Parts and Service while helping the Daycare Attendant.

He was rushing about looking for kids that got themselves in troublesome accidents; he was also taking care of kids so they didn't get themselves in problematic accidents.

You ran along the security station, scanning paperwork in a frazzled-haired and untucked shirt look. Some part of you wanted to fall over and sleep, but the other part suggested getting glitter in your hair and Crayola markers on your face weren't the best aftermath to deal with. Granted, you would be cleaning said items off Sun at the end of the day.

You scribbled your name over the approval line in an illiterate manner and put it in the approved tray. You jerked your head when Sun made a dramatic 'Wow' rather loudly.

"Now, now, please do not touch th-AH!"

You ran a hand over your face and groaned. You felt a small hand graze fingers over your hand, wanting your attention. "Miss (Y/N), can I go to the Quiet Corner?" you looked down to see little Cerezita. She couldn't quite reach over the counter, making it so you could only see her eyes and nose. She was maybe four, but she was more likely found with the older kids between seven and eleven.

You smiled softly, trying to hide your exhaustion. "Yes, honey, what do you need again?" your voice didn't hide it. Her face of guilt said she heard it. She was regretting asking you.

You remembered she had severe social anxiety because of not being with other kids her age. Her file said she only had her older brother, who was twenty-five. He worked in the Plex. Her parents died in a plane crash. She never spoke of them, but her brother says it's because she doesn't remember them.

"C-can I go to the Quiet Corner? Please?" she asked quietly. You assumed she wasn't used to loud and crowded areas.

"Of course, sweetie, is there anything you want to take with you?" you asked kindly. Cerezita smiled softly and ran over to one of the many toy boxes (all of which have been colorfully labeled by Sun for specifically categorized toys) and grabbed a blue bunny with rosy cheeks.

You sighed as you went to grab her small chubby hand and take her over to the Quiet Corner. You were more than happy to peek your head into a quiet area for even a few seconds.

The quiet corner was a room built into the Daycare with soundproof foam blocks. Pillows, blanks, storybooks, plushies, and more lay scattered about. It was enough for you to stand in, but you still kept your head tilted so as not to bonk it. "Not used to the loud noises outside?" you asked as she sat down. A child lay half asleep beside her, and two others were reading storybooks. "Andy said that if I needed anything, then I should go to you," she said.

Andy must be her brother's nickname. You knew him as Andrew. You didn't know him personally, but you knew he wasn't fond of robots. He probably worked here for the pay and free Daycare. You couldn't blame him; it was, assumingly, hard to take care of yourself and another by yourself with no help.

"You can stay in here as long as you like. You don't have to be somewhere you don't want to be," you assured, and she hugged you before mumbling a thank you.

You sighed and left the Quiet Corner. The door was a pair of curtains that latched together.

"(Y/N)!"

You looked over to see Sun moving his eyes towards the light switch. You looked at your watch. Thank God it was naptime.

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You leaned against Moon asleep, and he sighed. Sun was in sleep mode, so he was also clearly tired.

"Mr. Moon?"