The Light of Dusk

❤️ - His House

Moon and Solar got to his place, Solar flopped on the living room couch Moon following suit.

"So..." Moon said

"Do you eat?" Solar asked.

"Yeah, sorta, like bolts and stuff..."

"Okay, what kinds of movies do you like?"

"Uhh I like the show into the dark?"

"Oh! Yeah we can watch that, I haven't watched it yet..."

"You haven't?!" Moon exclaimed.

Solar turned on the tv and started an episode and sat next to Moon. Moon noticed how bare everything was but even then it seemed cluttered. Not to mention that there were things that didn't seem to fit, like they weren't his.

"Do you share this place with anyone?" Moon asked.

"Yeah.. How did you know?"

"I don't know... It just seemed like things didn't.. entirely... Belong?"

Moon eyed a singular "how to" book, amongst many wiring and technology books.

"Oh, yeah" Solar's voice sounded gloomy or sad.

"What's up?" Moon asked.

"How about we watch this?" Solar avoided the question.

I'll ask later

"Alright.."

Solar had fallen asleep on Moon, Moon ruffled his rays gently. Moon's internal systems kicked in and some clicks could be heard before a music box began to play. Moon brought his hand up to stifle his laughter, having forgotten that, that could happen.

After Moon's legs had gone offline he picked him up and attempted to find his room. He assumed it was the one with little machines on a shelf and a tool box by the door. He set him down there and checked to make sure. Yep.

Moon laid beside him. He held him as he himself drifted off to sleep as well.

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