you were dropped off at the daycare, the daycare playroom was dimly lit, a soft hum as you felt a soft pair of hands pick you up and held you gently "hello my dear~" the voice you heard was soft and caring, but protective as well. A second, more bubbly and joyful voice is heard "and who do you have, moon? Can I see?" "sun, so energetic..why dont you come and see for yourself, hm~?" moon spoke, still holding you as he and the other voice conversed.