Since the day of the fire, the day he lost you, nothing has stayed consistent in Moon's already miserable life. Everything was just so overwhelming: the mess of the Pizzaplex's now charred daycare, his constant glitching and discomfort, and just about everything else in sight.

He was so worried he lost you... what if he didn't get you out of there fast enough? What if you were hurt? What if... what if...

"Moon...!?"

You called, having returned to the Pizzaplex to get an idea of the damage it took.

"Starlight!"

He chimed, running as fast as his damaged legs would physically allow, ignoring the sharp pain that came with it from their tightening wires. Of course, Moon knew it hurt Sun too, but c'mon... you were way more important than his silly other half.