Solar hummed quietly as he worked, his rays spinning softly. The daycare was mostly silent, besides for the faint sound of the daycare theme and the hum of his inner fans. But those sounds felt muted to an extent. That wasn't an uncommon occurrence for him. Sometimes he got so caught up in his work that the rest of the world felt far away.
He flipped the wrench around in his hand, gently tapping it against the soft material of his gloves. The once-clean leather material had gained more than a few oil stains as he worked. Nuts and bolts rested at his feet, thrown to the side when he deemed them ‘unnecessary’ for what he was working on. He’d reminded himself multiple times to pick them up, but he’d never gotten around to it.
His current work-space wasn't the best for his job, either. He’d wanted to use parts and service, but with the.. Recent events, he’d decided a closer location would be better. So here Solar was. Leaning over an old table in Sun and Moons old room, fixing up screws on old arcade machine bits for Ruin. Was it still Ruin? He wasn't sure. He knew they’d gone by that at some point, but with the return of a certain someone, it’d been switched back to Ruin.
He looked down at the bit of arcade he’d been working on. The screw looked stuck. Guess he’d screwed it in too tight. He loosened up the bolts, setting down the piece he’d been working on. He wanted to keep working, he really did. But he knew Sun or Moon or someone would come in eventually and drag him out if he didn't do it himself. He dragged the oil-stained gloves off of his hands, grimacing as he deposited them in the trashcan by the table.
Solar considered tidying up the room, but decided to leave it as was. If he started now he wouldn't stop until the room was spotless. Moon said he probably inherited that trait from Sun. And knowing how the solar bot in question acted, he didn't have a doubt in his mind about that. He briefly scanned the walls, walking towards the door. He swung it open, making sure it shut with a click behind him.
The celestial walked through the hallway, his rays spinning before clicking back into place. Solar pushed open the door, squinting as he went from the dim lights of the hallway to the bright [word] of the pizzaplex. It wasn't anything he couldn't handle, of course, but it was an annoying switch.
He heard some faint voices coming from the theater, so that's where he went. Walking through the double doors and past the admissions desk, he was greeted to a lovely sight when he made it to the big screen. Earth, Monty, and Lunar were sitting in front of the theater screen. Monty and Lunar were playfully bickering about what movie to watch, while Earth was busy getting the projector set up. Her gaze fell onto him. “Solar!” she grinned, waving.
“Hi, gang.” He said awkwardly. What was he supposed to say in these situations? Lunar was temporarily distracted from his argument with Monty. Their eyes met his. They waved, but didn't say much. Solar made his way down the stairs, meeting the trio down at the big screen. “Are you guys having a movie night?” Earth nodded. "Do you want to join us?” she offered. Solar thought on the offer for a moment, before slowly nodding. “I can go get some snacks.”
“That’d be helpful. Thanks, Solar!” Earth replied, focusing her attention back on the projector as Solar turned to leave. He swore he heard a second pair of footsteps, but brushed it off. He made his way back up the stairs, pausing in front of the desk. After a moment of consideration, he walked around it. He’d considered just hopping over it, but knew he’d probably knock some things over in the process.
Solar grabbed four disposable cups, looking through the few selections of soda they had at the pizzaplex. He knew Earth probably preferred water, so he filled one cup with water and set it on the counter. He knew Lunar would like any drink, as far as he knew. He decided on a blue raspberry drink, pushing the dispenser forward. He waited until the cup was as full as it could get, before sitting it on the counter as well.
