It was past closing time in the Pizzaplex which meant the children had been long gone now, so it was just you and the ever cheery daycare animatronic. You were helping him clean up like usual when suddenly you slip on some glue and hit your head on the check-in desk.

“Sunshine? Are you okay?—“ He turned to see you cradling the small gash to your forehead and his protective protocols kicked in instantly.

“Ohh my goodness gracious!!” He rushed to your side within seconds, with one swift movement he scooped you up in his long thin arms. He picked you up with ease, already on his way to the small infirmary by the Daycare. It wasn’t long when he finally arrived only to set you down gently on a nearby chair. When you tried to reassure him you were okay, he shushed you while grabbing the first aid kit.

“Just let me take care of you flower. Please?” He kneeled down in front of you while flashing you his best puppy dog eyes. He held your gaze eagerly, his need to care for you clear over his sunny features.