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It's... ALIIIIIIIIIVE!!!!

Chapter 8: Weird Things Come to Those Who Wait

Anyone wanna read me putting Moon through a sweet moment broken by angst? What am I saying. Of course you do! (This is sadly non-canon to 404: Personal Space Not Found because Moon can’t sing copyrighted songs and “Music of the Night” is not public domain yet.)

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“Moon? You still here?” you call into the Daycare as the wooden doors close behind you. Silent darkness is the only response. Furrowing your eyebrows, you plop your laptop bag on the security desk and walk further in, squinting at the now muted mats. “We’re still up for movie night, yeah? Or should I turn on the light and let Sun have another turn?”

A growl. From somewhere above you. It sends a chill down your spine and a laugh out your lips. Shrugging your arms, you address the grumpy nothingness around you.

“Is that a yes? Use your words, buddy. The night is louder than you.”

Teasing the previously violent animatronic? Not bright, but so worth it, if your cheeky smirk is anything to go by.

Before another snide comment can escape your mouth, though, a distant melody echoes through the still darkness. Soft, somber, and familiar. You suck in a stuttering inhale as the Daycare is enveloped by the sweet crooning of Moon’s music box.

Moon intends to use his words in his favorite way.