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The moment you ran into the old freight elevator, the heavy door slammed shut behind you with a metallic clang. Gasping for air, you took a few unsteady steps deeper into the iron box, skirting several equally tired toons. You slid down the cool wall onto the dirty floor, your head thrown back wearily.

Well, now you could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Now you had time to take a break from running away from twisteds and relax. Even if it wasn't for long.

Speaking of rest, you were very tired from the chase, and you were also very thirsty. You reached down into your bag and, after rummaging around a bit, pulled out a large bottle of Pop energy drink.

Wrapping your fingers around the red cap of the bottle, you easily popped it open with a hissing "psshhh" sound. A sweet cherry aroma immediately hit your nose, making your mouth water. You greedily took a swig from the bottle, downing more than half the soda in no time.

Taking a short break to catch your breath, you wiped your lips with your sleeve and squinted contentedly. It felt heavenly to finally have a cold drink after two long hours of worrying about being in danger.

But just as you raised the bottle to your lips again, ready to take another sip, you felt a light tug on your sleeve. You glanced down at the source of the movement and were greeted by Astro's familiar face. You were so busy devouring the sweet liquid that you didn't notice a blue moon quietly sit down next to you.

You smiled at him, as you and Astro had a rather warm relationship, but Astro's eyes weren't directed at you. Main Toon glanced at your face, then at the bottle in your hands with an expression of deep sadness and resentment.

[🌘☁️] "Why would you need to drink that unhealthy soda if I'm right here? Is my resting magic not good enough for you?" The moon asked quietly. He didn't sound angry or judgmental, just sad and slightly jealous. Okay, fine, maybe there was more than "slightly jealous". Who wouldn't be upset if you were replaced by some cheap energetic?