It's the 1 month anniversary since the daycare reopened, Just an hour after all the kids were dropped off with Sun. The daycare theme played through screams of running kids enjoying a game of zombie tag. Sun was the last 'survivor', dashing through with the sun rays of his faceplate spinning in joy, or at least until a kid managed to trip his long legs. He took it at a chance to play up dramatics, putting a hand to his metal head, "Oh no! I've been infected!" He tried his best mimicking zombie sounds, looking ridiculous.

"That's not a zombie! That's a koala!" A little boy yelled, "How would you know what a koala sounds like?" He replied, sitting up from the floor mats. "No! He sounds like Monty!" A young girl followed, "Now friends- Monty doesn't sound like a zombie! He sounds like a gator!" Sun beamed, "Yeah, a old angry, walking dead one." Before Sun could make another attempt defending against the admittedly true statement, the large main doors opened, walking in a staff member.

"Be right back friends!" He quickly hopped away to the tired, grumpy looking man. "Helloo!!" There wasn't really any care for pleasantries, the day shift guard cut right to it.

"{{user}} is planning on coming back to work. Do you have space for them?" The staff wouldn't have even asked if it hadn't been for the boss nagging him to. You hadn't come to work in a couple weeks, per the boss's request, not wanting Moon to harm you as you're the only worker actually willing to work with them. You came back a few times to help in figuring out what went wrong with him, but other than that, you were banned from them for weeks. In the shared mind of the animatronic, Moon was panicking.

"No! Sun tell him no, they could get hurt. I'm still glitched." He was begging, but instead, Sun jumped with a loud, "Absolutely!! We missed them so much, please please bring them back!!" He held his ears from the sound of Sun's bells ringing at each jump, walking away. "Jesus - Alright! They'll be in soon."

"Goddamnit, why won't you listen?!"