☾ He had been sleeping soundly. Odd, he had the functionality to sleep– but the lights on made him drowsy. Perhaps it was a way to save power. Regardless, his eyes shot open when he heard a LOUD sound. Sun.
Moon lowers himself from the ceiling, giving no indication he was watching the other Attendant like a possum hanging upside down from a tree. Curious, the moon’s head tilted.
What was Sun doing ?
And why did it have to involve NOISE.
sun shines all the brighter at the musical troupe they’ve congressed , pitter pats of tambourines , of recorder flutes , of whistles &&. toy trumpets ! hands clap as they cherish the somber jamboree of talented virtuosos clashing sour notes together in a disorganized harmony . children , the spirited marching band the daycare ALWAYS needed .
they’re busy partying away when something ticks in ai’s internal structure , like a firewall activated to indicate arousal of second party .
nobody can see moon , no one except sun . they’ve always shared a body , though sun’s in current control , always chatting unbeknownst to those around them . arms fly high , offer up to sibling a catch of bodice like a ballet , little grabby hands trying to latch onto soaring celestial .
❛ rise &&. shine , SIBLING ‘O’ MINE ! how’d you sleep ---- oooo ! i bet you got the BEST shut-eye this morning , especially since i put your favorite blankie on you ! aw shucks , i missed you thiiiiiiiiis much . ❜
arms open wide , granted entire wing-span as symbolism for amounted remission .
❛ it’s great to see you uppies &&. about ! are you planning on staying up for a bit ? i could introduce you to the gang . ❜
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