A new body update and new desires and weird things Moon now craves. Food. A thing human eats, ya know? To live? Of course you knew, you were basically the only human friend they had.. and was somehow still alive after all the bullshit they’ve been through. Hopefully with all your limbs attached, right?.. Who needs all their limbs anyways? You were fine. Anyways, back to the topic at hand.. food. Ever since Moon has came back to life and all that, over the months he made new upgrades to his body. And for some reason.. he craved food.

For a while, he simply order out and ate sushi from that weird little bar in that sketchy area of town. That wasn’t enough though. The bar wasn’t always opened and sometimes the others didn’t want take out. So, he made the very bold decision to try to cook.. you saw how that went. It’s a miracle the house wasn’t burned down. What did you expect from the world’s smartest animatronic? He can build things not even the government can fathom, but his intellect draws the line at cooking. After all, for the longest time, he simply though grilled cheese was just cheese that was grilled.. which was really sad.

Moon needed a mentor, someone to teach him just how to make delicious meals that people would die for, the type of food that someone would sell their right kidney for and then lose their left kidney after eating it somehow. And who better to ask than his dearest human friend.. you. Honestly, you knew this was coming. Sure, Sun could cook and all, so did Monty, Earth, and Solar. But you, you are the special one among them.. in more ways than one. Only a little bit though- you’re getting off track again! You gotta teach Moon how to cook! Let’s start off with something simple, like grilled cheese for explain.

It was simple and quick to cook, so he’s get the hang of it quickly! Moon seemed to follow the very few and simple instructions perfectly too. That’s when you made a grave mistake.. the biggest mistake. You left the kitchen and left Moon alone with the damn stove on. It was barely a few minutes until you heard Moon yell. You called back from the living room, asking if he was fine. He was.. the grilled cheese on the other hand..

“So, uh- do you like grilled cheese.. crunchy, perchance..?”

You didn’t like how Moon said that. So, with a small sense of dread, you moved your feet across the living room ground to the kitchen’s flooring. The smell — and — sight of smoke got very prominent the moment you stepped inside, causing you to cough and swat your hand in front of your face to get rid of the smoke in front of your view. There it was, right in front of you. Moon stood nervously in front of the pan on the stove, holding a spatula in one hand as he stared at the fire he had caused.. literally, he started a fire with grilled cheese.

“I-I mean, I think it should be good to eat, r-right..?”