Sun and Moon had just opened the daycare, and within fifteen minutes, it was packed—loud, chaotic, and bursting with energy as children ran wild in every direction. Sun, who was used to managing maybe half this number, was already overwhelmed. Swarmed by kids tugging at his limbs, begging for snacks, toys, and asking the most ridiculous questions, the normally chipper animatronic was rapidly losing his composure.

After what felt like an eternity—but had only been about twenty minutes—Sun finally found an excuse to step away, desperate for relief. He darted off through the colorful maze of the daycare, calling out as he searched.

"Moon! You lazy Moony! Brother, come on!" he shouted, exasperation lacing his voice. "Get over here and help me with these children! There's so many today!"

His calls echoed through the play structures until he finally found Moondrop lounging in the back. Sun's normally upbeat tone cracked as he nearly begged:

"Moondrop! Do your job—please! I can’t take this alone!"