Love you too..?

November 8th

"Moonys been gone a while now." Eclipse mumbled to Bloodmoon as they both walked home, arm in arm, extremely drunk.
"Shall we start planning the funeral?"
Bloodmoon laughed.
"Give it another week. We'll need to find the body first."
The two brothers continued down the dark street. But they were correct. Moon hadn't appeared back home since Halloween, which was over a week ago now.
Sun probably would have been worried a few months ago, but he knew Moon is the sort of person who disappeared quite frequently to do 'work stuff' for months on end. It was only routine at this point.

If only they knew that Moon had been sitting in a dark forest, about a ten minute walk away from the PizzaPlex, almost all week, attempting to work out what the weird feeling he got whenever Monty was around was. And he was in a forest because, with his limited knowledge of viruses, he assumed it was contagious.

The feelings were very odd, almost like butterflies inside him. And if that was the case, how did butterflies end up inside his nanomachines? It made no sense whatsoever. Other symptoms included his cheeks going pink. He wasn't so sure about that one.
It was all extremely annoying.
Eventually, he decided that the only sensible solution would be to talk to Monty again, which was even more annoying, as the alligator had no common sense whatsoever.

Unfortunately, you often have to take extremely annoying steps for science.

[Poor Moon. He is really dying in Aroace over here]