Chapter 4: Welcome to the Daycare!

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     What the... this has to be the biggest Daycare I've ever seen!

     No joke, the place was huge! Inside was a giant playscape, a ball pit, a security desk, and still tons of empty room! Blocks and crayons littered the floor, accompanied by paint splatters and food crumbs, making a messy rainbow on the ground.

     And it's barely 8:30. Either the kids are insane, or the janitor is lazy. Does the daycare actually have a janitor? Or do the employees do some kind of rotation?

     I pushed the thought aside, deciding to save it for when I had time. Right now my priority was to find the Daycare attendant, Sun. And maybe Moon, if I saw him. He was a 'him,' right? That was the impression I got from the posters advertising the little candies they gave to kids.

     It didn't take me long to find where the children were. Some of them screamed so loud, I thought my ears would bleed. I put my other earbud back in and turned up the volume, deciding that my ears would actually suffer less damage that way.

     I was proved wrong.

     "HELLO NEW FRIEND!" a voice screamed enthusiastically in my ear.

     Letting out a shriek, I jumped higher than I think I ever had before. My hands went to my ears, and took my earbuds out as fast as physically possible. I looked from side to side to find the source of the loud voice, and I almost screamed again.

     I'd seen Sun on the posters, but never in person. His face looked like a sun, and his outfit reminded me of something that a jester would wear. His eyes were milky white, and he had long, thin fingers. It was like something straight out of a nightmare. Also, he was a 'him.'

     "Oopsy! Sorry, friend! I didn't know you were listening to music! I wouldn't have interrupted you if I had known that! I'll remember that next time! Hey, you're the new robotics person! Yippee! We're going to have so much fun together! We'll finger paint, and drink Fizzyfaz until our heads EXPLODE! Whaddya say, pal?"

     I blinked. He was like Chica, but twice as loud. It was kind of funny, actually. I smiled and said, "I-I'm actually supposed to check on you. We could play a game if you'd like! It will help me see how you're doing without doing all the boring stuff!"

     "Woohoo! What should we play? There's tag, or duck, duck, goose, or hide-and-seek, or-"

     "Mr. Sun! Mr. Sun!" a bunch of children screamed. They ran over to us and one of them asked, "Can we play London Bridge's Falling?"

     I smiled. I loved that game when I was little. I would play it with my mom and brother, and we'd trap each other, and we would have the best time! At least, before I left for college, and I moved out, and...

     Why do they live so far away?

     "Of course, Jeffrey! What a wonderful idea! Oh! You know what would make it more fun, Jeffrey?"

     "What?" Jeffrey asked excitedly.

     "I bet Ms..."

     "Y/N."

     "Y/N! is a professional at London Bridge is Falling Down! Right, Ms. Y/N?"

     "You betcha!"

     The kids started squealing, and took our hands and began dragging us towards a cleaner area of the daycare. When they stopped dragging us, Sun took my hands in his and started singing.

     "London bridge is falling down! Falling down! Falling down! London bridge is falling down, my fair lady!"

     And on "my fair lady" our arms went down, trapping an unsuspecting child in between us.

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