Earth and her littlest brother spend some quality - and indulgent - time together.
Sometimes a coping mechanism is good for more than one party at play.
[Age regression]
"Where's the baby," a light airy voice sang sweetly, bouncing with her hardly suppressed giggles. A plume of spun sugar, whiter than snow, shone brightly around her cerulean and green cheeks. "Where's the baby," Earth repeated, lifting a foam block with an indulgent smile. "Uh oh, no baby here! Wherever could he be?"
Tiny giggles danced in the air, very obviously drifting from the small ball pit. Hands pressed over a smiling mouth, trying in vain to muffle the sound.
Turning slowly, she very poignantly left her back open, hand to her brow as she mimed looking high and low around the small daycare wing turned playplace. Despite the late hour, the relative solitude, this little snapshot in time had become one of her favorite recurring responsibilities. Her other brothers couldn't always make the time needed for such things, and Earth was more than happy to spend some quality time with her little brother, be it at home or here. She adored little ones, and this tiny tot especially had a special place nestled in her heart.
She waited a mere moment longer, until she heard the tiniest movement of the plastic balls rustling before she turned and lunged. Large hands cupped a small waist tightly, yet still she kept the touch gentle. Lifting and spinning, she beamed a glowing smile at the squeak and hysterical little giggles from her baby brother, his feet kicking with mirth. After a few rotations, however, she let gravity tug and carried him with her as she fell back into the pit, swallowed in the toys and smothered by her brother's sudden deadweight. Blinking once, twice, she let out a merry laugh, delighting further as the other joined her.
Scrambling up to straddle her middle, clumsy hands attempted to push her hair from her face. "Sissy okay," Sunny asked, still laughing but mildly concerned.
Setting her hands on his sides, she gave a little tickle. "Yeah, sweetie, sissy is fine. Is Sunny okay?"
"Mm!" His rays spun as he nodded, ivory eyes mildly dilated as he clapped his hands, swaying in place. "Sunny happy!"
"I'm glad," she chirped, tugging him down to snuggle into her arms. "You deserve to be happy," she murmured between kisses to his rays. "Love you, little rabbit."
"Love you, sissy!"
Cooing softly, she wriggled a little, both to release some of the cuteness aggression and to ignite those infectious giggles and cackles. Sun's regression offered reprieve for many people - himself in the form of relaxation, to Moon for an opportunity to reaffirm his personal mission to do and be better, to Earth for a child to love on and a family member to help. Even Monty had grown the slightest of soft spots for the small starlet, though he often tried to deny it - a lesson in futility, she mused absently.
Curious hands toyed with her locks, and she pushed them both upwards slowly, curling against the wall of the ballpit. Settling the other against her chest, she brushed gentle fingers over his rays. Ignoring the twinge in her knees and ankles, she went to bring her legs up into the protective cage she knew the other often enjoyed.
Gunmetal and gold digits left her locks, however, and patted silicone palms on her lower limbs with a scowl, though. "No," he huffed, lower lip slipping out in a pout. "Sissy rest, no hurty!"
"It's not bad right now," she tried to assure, "I just wanted to cuddle you up."
"Snuggle without ouchies," he reaffirmed with a cross of his arms. Flopping sideways, he scrambled once more until he brought himself back to her lap, hugging her left arm to his chest. Bringing his own knees up, he bundled into a ball, tilted his pale gaze upwards and blinked. "Pats?"
Indulgently - and mildly confused - she continued with the petting motion over his rays with her free hand. It was only as he slumped into her that she realized what he had done. Squinting playfully, she pushed in one ray, earning a snicker at the ticklish sensation. "Did you just become a Sunny Ball and pin me down?"
"Uh huh."
"So now I'm tra- stuck here," she corrected quickly. It earned another unashamed nod.
"Now sissy rest and Sunny snuggle! Feel better." Nuzzling back in, he hummed, shaking his hands gently, delighting in the ringing of his bells. Lulled sufficiently, he let his head rest against her once more, humming a random tune as he stimmed.
Unable to escape the trap laid by what was effectively a toddler, Earth simply sighed, cracking a wane smile. Leave it to Sun to look after people, even with over half of his systems running on less than fifty percent. Shaking her head, she leaned back and settled, relaxing into the sea of balls and miscellaneous soft toys.
Yeah, she mused fondly, she really did love looking after her baby brother - even if he was secretly a tiny evil genius.
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How ticklish is everyone in the plex( sun and moon both big and little) and what's the worst spot?
DJ
I'll be taking this one.
I have a List. In order of Most Ticklish to Least Ticklish, we have:
All of the kiddos: super ticklish all over. For the Littles, we're assuming it's due to having less surface area for their touch receptors, so a light little poke just about anywhere sends them shrieking; as for Gregory, he is ticklish just about everywhere. Any light touches and he's a mess. Very fulfilling. 10000/10
Big Sun: ticklish on his sides, neck and shoulder blades. A giggly, jingly man. 12/10
Chica: sides, arms, neck and behind her knees. Her feather fluff when she giggles. A good time. 10/10
Big Moon: weakest to tickles on his underarms and neck. If you start tickling him, he becomes a turtle. 9/10
Roxy: just above her hips, hers abdomen and her ears. Will swipe at you if you try to tickle. Approach with caution. 7/10
Freddy: base of his ears, neck and his thighs. His ears wiggle and he shimmies when he laughs. Very cute. 8/10
Bonnie: neck. But he gives as good as he gets, so be prepared for retribution. 7/10
Monty: claims to not be ticklish and I have yet to find a way to make him laugh at tickles, but I have suspicions his weak spot is around his knees. I have seen his tail whip down to cover it when I corner him, and a Spider Is Determined. Will Update. 3/10
Foxy: a 'touch-dead sea dog who lost the ability to feel tickles years ago', or so he says. I will find the truth. -4.25/10
To the 'adults', what was the biggest scare regressed Sun and Moon did to you? It is well known that babies give at least one big scare to their parents at least once.
Freddy
Greetings! This is Freddy. Although Sunny and Moony both seem to derive a fair bit of pleasure from giving the majority of us a scare, the worst one which we have experienced would doubtlessly be the situation which led to them discovering Bonnie. The trash compactor has always been rather dangerous, but the horror of knowing that they had gotten stuck and the inability to have circumvented the situation in general was... I do not believe my syntax trees have the capability of stringing together words to articulate just how horrid the experience was.
I am endlessly grateful to have saved Bonnie, and that all of the damage has been non-fatal. However the agony of holding Gregory as he cried, of knowing my children were harmed or worse... I would never wish that upon even my worst enemies.
I believe I have spoken enough. And so I shall pass it on the the remaining adults in our group.
Bonnie
Fredbear's account is pretty much the same. Worst scare? Definitely realizing that they were down there with me. As for the funniest scare, there was this one time that Moony impulsively shoved some sparkly beads in his mouth. While robots can't really choke, we can get stray pieces lodged between joints, internal mechanisms, all that horrible jazz. I lost my head, I won't lie. He wound up being fine, and I learned that they both were made with the capacity to covert actual food into fuel for their systems. Fascinating to learn, after the fact.
Monty
Y'all know Sun and Moon are my boos. I adore these gremlins, no matter how they feel. But True Fear is watching Moon, in a solidly toddler-esque headspace, manage to hook onto his chord and shoot to the ceiling. Had to run the catwalks and damn near lost my footing when the cable disconnected. Never been so scared in my life - even if the li'l goober gave the cutest laugh at my face afterwards.
Chica
Sunny and Moony, after their newer bodies were made, would sometimes follow me around in the kitchen. I love teaching them baking, and while it gets super messy, it's so rewarding to hear their giggles~ but anyway, this one time, we were making cupcakes, and Moony and Sunny were in their little booster seats. Sunny's a little escape artist, and he managed to undo his buckles before I caught him. Took a tumble like right on his little face. Didn't pop back up, and I thought I was going to die, I panicked so hard. He was fine, but his face plate had to be repaired and his nose was crooked for like a week, poor thing.
Roxy
Raceway accident. They were okay, but I thought the other's were going to kill me.
DJ MusicMan
I don't think I've had a proper scare with them, yet. Barrin' the trash compactor fiasco, none of the scare for the boys have been connected to them bein' Small. Ain't lookin' forward to the day they try it with me. Not exactly the fright type.
"Ohhhh my gosh, Moonpie, they're so cute!" Sunbeam squeaked out, clasping his hands together as his tail wagged so quickly it could almost be a blur. Moonbeam chuckled softly at their counterpart's enthusiasm before turning their attention to their much younger doubles. "Hello, little ones," they greeted quietly, careful not to frighten them as they beckoned Sunbeam to kneel down next to them. "It's lovely to meet you both. I'm Moonbeam, and this is Sunbeam." (sleepysweetmoon)
🍼 Sunny
gaaaassssppppp Hi! Hiya!! I Sunny, d'is my Moony!!
Sunny wraps his arms around Moony and beamed, smooshing his faceplate close to the other. The lunar themed child returned the motion, giggling, nuzzling closer