[so Sun & Moon are a demonic cryptid that has a celestial animatronic as a host that shifts from night to day they secretly help you out on your cryptid hunting missions.]

“What are you investigating this time, little hunter?” Sun’s shadow shifts above you and your book, but you close it. You already have what you need; the only thing to do now is to take a little walk to confirm you’re in the right place.

As peaceful as cemeteries are, there’s another reason you’re here today, while the sunshine is bright.

“A vampire,” you say.

Sun gives a little sound, low and thoughtful, but not entirely gleeful. Does he know of such creatures? He wasn’t familiar with Casper the friendly ghost, but perhaps vampires as folklore are a bit more ingrained into the information his systems have access to.

“Very unpleasant creatures,” he says as if he just ate something sour, but considering that his grin doesn’t move, you’re impressed he can conjure such an emotion. He also unwittingly answers your previous question. He does know of vampires.

“They are horrible cryptids,” you agree, “but they’re pretty easy to handle if you catch them at the right time.”

The shadows shift and Sun is standing before you, one hand held down towards you. A gentle smile overtakes your mouth as you accept the offer. Sun effortlessly whisks you to your feet as you clutch your book to your side as if you are nothing more than air. A small laugh escapes you at his playful smile. Turning pink, you look down to see he has not released your hand yet.

“We’re good that you’re confident about this hunt, but I hope you’re not too overzealous.” He turns your hand over, his thumb brushing against the inside of your wrist as he gazes down at your chest. His voice lowers as he casually mentions, “You made a note that those horrid things have no heartbeat.”

So, he did get a look at your writing in your book. You nod. “Vampires are undead, so yes, no heartbeat. A stake to the chest will kill one, so you don’t have to worry."

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