☆One and the same☆ (Sun and Moon fanfiction)

Chapter 26

🌜Moondrop's🌛POV:

          All the way back to the 'Superstar Daycare', Sundrop would not stop rambling and bombarding me with trillions of questions and such, but it was all fine. It's alright because I know he is just concerned and worried for me, considering the fact that I was absent for hours and he then found me restrained on the table in 'Parts and service'. I absolutely understand why he would be this worried and concerned, and seeing him care for me in such a way really touches my heart in a strange but warm way.

          We got back into the Daycare and sat on some soft, lightly coloured beanbags. Sundrop's beanbag was lilac, and mine was navy blue. Those are very pretty colours, in my opinion. Sun was constantly restless in his sitting, tapping with his leg and fidgeting with his metal fingers. I would say that he expects an explanation for the previous situation from me, which is completely understandable. I suppose that I should tell him about her too now.

          I started by telling him about all those... murders, that I did, recently. Not that much of a happy thing to start with, really, but honestly, is there anything happy to talk about here? Right now, I don't think so. So, I reminded him of that 'virus' that I apparently had, and it seemed like it came back, but I realized that it wasn't really a virus at all. It was her. Well, she is a real parasite herself, I will say... Vanny.

          While trying to explain and describe it in a way in which it makes the most sense to Sundrop, somewhat, I told him about how she would talk to me, how I'd get lost in thoughts because of that, how I wouldn't be aware of... doing some things. All about that.

🌞- So... You didn't want to choke Gregory?

🌜- Of course I didn't! I would never. Sun, I am a Daycare Attendant! I would never hurt a child on purpose.

🌞- Vanny then... I think I remember her. Wish I didn't, though... - He started. It seemed like Sunny already knew who Vanny was.

🌜- You know her? - I asked in a confused and curious tone as I raised one eyebrow of mine.

🌞- Well, n-not personally! We interacted only once, about a year ago... - He started explaining in a much quiter tome of his voice, his expression dropping the moment he remembered something, nothing good as it seemed.

🌜- A year ago... What happened? What did she want? What did she tell you? What did you do? - I questioned, intrigued.

🌞- I-It was playtime, and someone came to pick up one kid to bring them back home. A parent, right? Well, no, it was Vanny.

🌜- But don't we have a face recognition system so we don't hand the children over to wrong people? Like kidnappers and such?

🌞- We do, but I suppose she did something with it... I could barely make up her face in my view. She looked like she didn't even have a face... - Sun shook his head as he tried to remember a clearer picture.

🌜- Did she have her fursuit on that time or...?

🌞- Yes, she did. A white bunny. But her face seemed so... messed up and smudged and glitching to me... Like a bunch of human faces glitching on hers, if that makes sense.

🌜- Oh, I see... So, she made you think that she was the mother of a child?

🌞- Basically, yeah. It was weird to me, but I still handed her the child... A little girl, Martha... little Martha... and she never came back...

          Sundrop spoke quietly in a much softer and more pained tone now, remembering the past. His facial expression now appears to be regretful and saddened, full of smudged and painful memories. I noticed that he looked as if he was on the verge of tears as his hands slightly shook before he buried his devastated face in his shaky and cold metal hands. It deeply hurt my nonexistent heart and an equally nonexistent soul to see Sun like this. It hurt like a sword stabbing right through my cold chest.

          As Sun explained to me further, it seems like it happened only once, which is indeed a good thing. Well, it obviously is not a good that that such a thing even happened in the first place... However, what is good is the fact that it at least did not repeat anymore. At least not on his watch. Oh, Vanny, you little piece of trash...

          I could stand seeing Sunny in so much distress and worry, regret, and internal pain from remembering all of this... tragic memory. I killed many, even if not by my will, those are still just children, little children... And I understand. He didn't take anyone's life himself, but he still let it happen, even if it was not his fault, and that hurts. It hurts. It hurts so much. It stabs fast and hard, and it cuts sharp and deep... It's pain...

          He held his shaking hands on his deeply saddened face, covering it whole as he started to shake his head slightly again, repeating quitely how he shouldn't have let that happen. I couldn't just watch such a painful scenery in front of me, especially when it is a person that is so dear to me. With little to no hesitation, I slowly brought myself closer to Sun and gently wrapped my arms around him for a comforting hug. He needs it.

          Not even five seconds could pass, and Sundrop already quickly wrapped his arms around me tightly, returning the hug immediately. He held me tight and close, and so did I him. Suddenly, I could hear him starting to quietly sob, barely audible, but surely not unnoticeable. My own facial expression dropped and simply deeply saddened at hearing him sob like that, starting to shake even more each and every second. Every single little and barely audible sob or his, that was now turning into a cry, felt like a lighting striking me down.

          That's how the two of us stayed for a while. Just sitting on those soft beanbags, hugging each other, fingers clinging to all the touchable surfaces. It made me so... sad. So hurt, so sorry, so... confused and angry. I don't understand it. I just can not bring myself to understand such things like these... It's all so confusing and weird to me. Nonsensical. It is almost as if it is beyond my comprehension.

          Just how... How can things like this happen? Why do they happen? Why do people do these terrible and inhumane things, especially to one another? What is the reason for that? How can they just do it? Don't they have regret? Don't they deel remorse? They should have morals, of some kind... Morality is subjective, I know that. It isn't some specific written text of rules that must be followed by every living soul exactly like that and at all cost... But it's a thing that exists within. Even a lifeless machine like me understands that...

          Even if not viewed exactly like that, then, at least some empathy...? How can some people just be so apathetic towards each other? Not understanding the pain they cause for no reason... What drives them to do that? Will I ever know? It doesn't make sense. Why? Why and why? I don't think I'll ever understand. But maybe, just maybe, it is better than way. But the mind can't help but forgive wonder...