I'm not sure what I'm going to write just yet but I want it started...

After a little while Harriette of drawing someone knew came over to the table. Harriette thought she looked familiar from yesterday, she argued with Elison when they were drawing.

"Hey, cool picture, I didn't know they had any Sun and Moon coloring pages," she said.

"They don't, I had to draw them, I used the thick pens to make the outer lines so they'd match the coloring pages," Harriette commented.

"Oh right, you're a really good drawer, I remember from yesterday," she said sitting down to drink her water. "Hey Katrina, Matty I thought you two weren't here on Sundays." She said. Turning her attention to the other two girls.

"Normally," Katrina said. "My father's company wanted him to participate in the drilling conference thing." Katrina said picking out the green marker.

"What about your Mum?" Mayla said, breathless. She flopped down next to Harriette, breathless.

"I live with her during the school year," Katrina explained.

"Oh, okay, and what about Matty, I was coming over and heard you," She pointed to the girl Harriette couldn't remember the name of. "Mention that your not usually here."

"Same 'cept the other parent," Matty asked. "What about you Mayla?"

"Oh, ooh," Mayla said. "I don't like that question. Was I being mean again. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I'm sorry. I didn't realized that it could be a mean question."

"It's fine," Matty interrupted. "My parents weren't ever together."

"Mine divorced when I was a baby," Katrina said. "Did yours divorce recently?"

"No, my mummy died six months ago," Mayla said. "She was in an accident. My dad didn't want to raise me 'cause it'd be too much work." Mayla shrugged like it was no big deal, But her voice was tight, and she sniffled, and her eyes were all watery. "Anyway what about you?"

"I still live with my parents," the girl answered said, sounding simultaneously proud and guilty. "What about you, um?"

"Harriette, and she lives with her relatives too," Mayla said. "Her parents died."

"Oh," the girl said.

"I'm sorry but what's your name?" Harriette ventured, wanting to change the subject and feeling better since the other girl didn't know hers.

"Oh, I'm Maddie, it's like Matty but with double ds." Maddie said.

"Oh, those are pretty similar names," Harriette noted.

"I was here first, and I picked my name so you should be the one to change it," Matty said, it sounded like it might be a joke, and Maddie and Katrina both took it as one. The two laughed, while Matty pretended to sulk.

"What are we talking about?" Emelia said settling down at the table.

"Oh, Emelia what's your family like?" Maddie and Matty said at the same time.

"Ah," Emelia said. "What do you mean?"

"Katrina's parents are divorced, Mayla and Harriette's are gone, and Matty's were never together and mine are," Maddie stated. "What about yours?"

"Together," Emelia said, shrugging and taking a sip of her soda that she'd grabbed.

After that Emelia led Harriette to another one of the daycare's best view spots. Mr. Sun called them all together to play a guessing game, Harriette wasn't very good at that. Then they all had lunch, and then they all did something Artistic, more free play; which Harriette and Emelia spent climbing on all of the climbing walls, gyms and structures available, then it was the afternoon snack, nap time and then another group activity. Then free time again. Then parents would start coming to pick up their kids in mass. Kids would come and go now and then, but this seemed to be what most parents thought was the right time to pick up their kids.

Harriette was settled in a corner reading to herself. As much fun as playing had been she wasn't used to playing or eating this much and she was really tired so she'd decided to take some time to herself for a bit. She loved being able to read in the open like this. Settled with Katrina and some kid who was going to spend the day exploring the pizzaplex with his mum tomorrow and then they'd leave for home. The three of them just quietly drawing, coloring and reading. Nothing special. It felt good. Harriette felt a warm fluttering feeling in her chest. She'd always watch other kids with their friends and told herself that having friends would be tiring. They were always doing stuff and never quitting, but Harriette was learning that being friends, was about the quite little moments as much as the big and loud stuff.

Emelia and Mayla and the Weasley's had gone home. Elison and Maddie who turned out to be siblings had gone home too. The daycare was emptying out pretty quickly now.

"That a good book?" Katrina asked.

"Uh-huh," Harriette said.

"That's good," Katrina said. The two slipped back into comfortable silence. It was perfect. For awhile they just stayed like that. Harriette finished one of the short stories in the book and moved on to the next.

"Alright," Mr. Sun said coming up. "Let's fix your hair before you go home okay?"

"Thanks, Sunny," Katrina said. "Bye Harriette."

"Bye, Katrina," Harriette said, standing to wave, but ended up being hugged. Harriette hugged back.

"Bye kid that I don't know the name of, hope you have fun tomorrow and the rest of your life," Katrina said, releasing Harriette to look at him.

"Um, thank you too," the boy said, waving.

"Bye Katrina!"

"Bye see you later," Katrina said.

"Yeah!" Harriette said. Excited for tomorrow.

The daycare was empty except for Harriette, the announcement that the daycare would be closed for all none sleepover guests. Harriette was settled next to Mr. Sun as she wrote down more facts about spiders.

"Unlike many arachnids the female's of the Myramarachne erythrocephala are actually smaller then the males," Mr. Sun said. Harriette noting. "They belong to the Salticidae family which include other jumping spiders. Oh, this is interesting. Most early specimens collected in South Queensland and NSW were initially named Myrmarachne simoni but a few were instead called Myrmarachne cognata. Neither of these names is now considered valid but the specimens found in Southern Queensland have been subdivided into M. erythrocepahala daemeli and M. erythrocephala erato. See, things names change all the time."

"Oh," Harriette said. "Where's Queensland? What NSW?"

"I believe its, ah, here's the range which says ah, it's an Australian species." Mr. Sun explained. Harriette nodded, noting it down. "Hmm?" Mr. Sun paused. "Oh we're getting a- oh, but we never get-" Harriette looked up watching the robot talk to his other half as she waited. "But that's, well." He looked at her worriedly, how did he convey so much worry for her with so little facial movement. "Well, it's not normal but I'm fine with it if you are." Mr. Sun said, he reached out slowly to Harriette, ruffling her hair cautious, then letting his hand stay there. It wasn't heavy but Harriette felt it meant something weird.

"What's the matter?" Harriette asked.

"Oh! Oh, sorry," Mr. Sun said. "Well, you know how there are sleepover passes for the daycare?" Harriette nodded. "Well, there's not really a limit on how and when one can set them up, as long as they don't get in the way of maintenance." Harriette made a face. "Right, not really, well, it seems that your relatives set up a sleep over. It looks like a three night pass." Harriette felt a weird mix of joy and terror. She started sobbing. She wasn't entirely sure why she was upset. She didn't want to sleep on the hotel bathroom floor. She didn't want have to worry about Vernon being cruel to her, or her Aunt ignoring it all. She didn't want to have to hide her plushies. She didn't want to have to do that. She didn't want to leave the daycare. It was safe, and she was given lots of food, and could play and she was allowed to be interested in stuff. Mr. Sun was nice. So nice that he'd scooped her up into his arms and was rubbing soothing circles into her back. "I know shsh, I know." He said. Which made Harriette cry harder.

"They left me," Harriette said. "They didn't even come to tell me they were leaving me." It wasn't even the first time they'd done something like that. She'd been left at school and been forced to walk home enough times that she'd learned not to even expect a ride home. She'd been left at stores, and parks and other places. Harriette had learned the whole way around little Whining by now. She'd walked home in the night, the rain, the snow, and even when sick. Aunt Petunia hadn't even bothered to come and help her since she was three. So why? "Why does it hurt so much?"

"Oh," Mr. Sun said. "Oh, Harriette. That's not the question you should be asking."

"But it is!" Harriette said pushing away, now she was angry, hot tears still spilling around angry sobs. "They do this all the time. I don't even want to go back to that stupid hotel." Now she was just pouting. "So, why does it hurt so much?" Mr. Sun made a sound that mimicked a sharp inhale. Harriette looked up at him with all the force she could muster. "Why does it hurt? Why would I-?" Harriette took some shuttering breaths, only to burst into more hard sobs throwing herself into Mr. Sun's chest. "They didn't even come tell me," she sobbed. "They just left and they didn't even tell me. And why does that hurt so much!"

"Because children are completely dependent on their caregivers," Mr. Sun said. "Children are hardwired to need their caregivers love, and they've shown consistently that they won't. But that doesn't mean you don't still crave it." He was rubbing her back with one hand, and the other was rubbing her head. Slowly the sobbing settled down. She sat back and wiped her face with the sleeve of her shirt, sniffling.

"I'm sorry," Harriette said.

"Don't be," Mr. Sun said. "Being ditched is never any fun. No, no, no." He said. "Why don't we clean you up and get you into your pajamas."

"Pajamas?" Harriette tilted her head at at.

"Of course you don't have any pajamas," Mr. Sun grumbled.

"Sorry," Harriette said, guilt digging a pit in her stomach.

"Don't be, your not the one at fault for that," Mr. Sun said. "I think there was some unusable stock in the back of the gift shop. Hopefully something is in your size. Though with how small you are it should be fine. Let's clean this snot off your face first, huh?" He booped her nose and she giggled.

"Okay," Harriette nodded. Mr. Sun offered her a hand, and she clung to it gratefully.

"Do you have a toothbrush?" Harriette frowned.

"I left it at the hotel, I didn't want it to get gross in my backpack," Harriette said.

"I'm surprised you have a toothbrush at all," Mr. Sun said.

"I took it from the hotel, I was gonna find a way to bring it back with me to replace the one that Aunt Petunia picked up for me two years ago," Harriette said.

"Two- I'm surprised there were any bristles left," Mr. Sun said.

"There weren't very many," Harriette admitted. "That's why I was going to steal the one from the hotel." She whispered. "I'm sorry."

"You're not at fault," Mr. Sun told her. "Of course your going to do something drastic if your basic needs aren't being met." He patted her head. "I'm guessing you don't have any toothpaste either." Harriette shook her head. "Welp not the first time I had to steal to provide for one of the littles in my care, and if no one else is going to provide you with your needs, I will."

"But I don't want you to get into trouble Mr. Sun," Harriette said. "'specially for only one night."

"You can take both with you when you go back with your relatives," Mr. Sun said. "Let's go. I'm sure I can get a towel too. Can I pick you up. It'll be easier to take you with me over the fence upstairs. Or- or I could fly you." Harriette felt her eyes widen.

"You can fly?" her voice came out as barely a whisper. Mr. Sun nodded. Harriette nodded back.

"You want to pick me up?" Harriette said, voice a little tighter, sharper, still soft. She couldn't remember the last time someone picked her up. She'd seen other people pick other kids up. It kinda looked like a hug, Harriette wasn't sure she'd ever been hugged before. She was fairly certain that Mr. Sun wasn't the type to pick her up by the arm and yank her around.

"Of-of course, I wouldn't have offered," Mr. Sun crouched down to as close to her level as he could get.

"Like, the way- how do you mean pick me up?" Harriette said, fully skeptical now. Mr. Sun didn't seem like the type to pick her up the way Vernon did.

"Like well, with- huh, I never had to explain that to a kid before," Mr. Sun said. "Well, I'd start by..." he paused after a second. "Um putting my hands under your armpits? And then lifting you up? and then hugging you? And just holding you like that while I stepped over the fence?" Harriette nodded.

"Okay, I'm- I'm fine with that, but you asked if I wanted to fly," Harriette said. "How would you-?"

"Oh that's a lot easier, see, I have this loop on my back," Mr. Sun, turned and pointed to it. "So, I'd hook up to the ceiling with this-" A thick wire like thing dropped from the ceiling. He let Harriette examine it a moment. "This part hooks onto the loop, like so." She watched as he turned and let the loop and hooking thing meet. The hooking thing latched onto his back loop. Harriette felt her eyes widen even more. He chuckled. "Then, it lifts me up like this." He lifted his legs off the air and did something like a swimming motion in the air. Harriette giggled as he circled her. "So, you want to try." Harriette nodded, smile growing wider. He lifted her gently up and cuddled her. Then they started rising. Harriette giggled.

"We're getting higher," she almost whispered. They arrived far to soon in Harriette's opinion.

"Sun what are you doing?" the lady at the check in desk called down to them.

"Sorry, I figured since Harriette was-," Mr. Sun called.

"Sun, you know your not allowed to take kids on flights," the woman said. "It's a safety hazard, and if you do it for one kid they're all gonna want to have a go. Put her down already." Harriette didn't remember her being there for a while after the last few parents came a took their kids home.

"I won't tell," Harriette shouted back pouting, even as Mr. Sun set her down.

"Sure," The women said. "But it's still a safety hazard. You'll get Mr. Sun in trouble."

"Oh," Harriette said.

"It's fine, I can get myself into trouble just fine on my own," Sun did the little head spin that Harriette just knew was supposed to be a wink. Harriette couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, yeah," The woman teased back. "I'm supposed to be calling it. Your not going to cause anymore trouble are you?"

"No ma'am," Mr. Sun saluted, which forced a little giggle out of Harriette, the lady seemed to think it was funny too.

"Alright, I'm trusting you Sunny," the woman called down. "When's her relatives gonna come get her."

"Oh, you didn't see? she's staying the night," Mr. Sun said.

"Oh," She messed with something on her wrist for a moment. "Ah, I see. Alright. I'll see ya tomorrow, night Sunny. You too kiddo."

"Night," Harriette called back, waving once the woman was far enough away. "We're gonna do it again right?"

"We are!" Mr. Sun said. Harriette almost shrieked with glee. "Bu~t, we've gotta wait till a little later. and it's-"

"A super secret that no one can ever know," Harriette offered her pinky to Mr. Sun. He returned the gesture. The picked her up again.

"No let's get you ready for bed," Mr. Sun said.

Sun wasn't sure why he'd offered to take Harriette on a flight. He was glad he had though. The way her eyes had lit up at the idea of flying. Moon had expected and warned and worried that she'd hate it once she'd started leaving the ground. It was rare for kids to like heights at all, it was even more rare that kids actually enjoyed flying. The lack of ground, of support, the height it was honestly a combination of fears that most adults struggled with, less much children. It was why their room had been scrapped and turned into a glorified storage area. On the plus side That meant they'd found a pajama onesie that Harriette would probably fit pretty easily. It was probably going to be too big and they'd been some sort of coloring error that meant it wasn't sell-able but Sun had thought it was super cute.

It really isn't common Sun, you could have scared her, Moon fretted.

But I didn't she'd loved it, Sun argued back. The way she'd giggled, the way she'd asked to go again. She'd trusted them she'd been so excited. Sun felt a warm in his wires, or whatever passed for a robots soul. If such a thing even existed at all.

She was cute, Moon commented. She seemed to really like flying.

Didn't she! Sun thought back. I'm not sure what came over me though.

Huh? Oh, yeah, well, she was super upset about being left by her relatives.

Who would leave such a cute kid though! She's precious. Sun couldn't help but remember yesterday, as she'd helped the littles get settled in. It hadn't been her idea, but she participated so wholeheartedly. Sun had gone over footage of yesterday to occupy his time, it was the only thing he could do at night since they didn't sleep and he wasn't allowed to do much of anything except his job role. He'd been reprimanded several times for "slacking" (not cleaning the already clean daycare) during off hours, or wasting company supplies when he'd tried getting a hobby to occupy their time. Their was only so much conversation that could fill the empty hours between the daycare closing and when it opened back up in the morning. They're were only so many ways they could justify testing out projects for kids before management cracked down on either Him, Moon, or their supervisors. There was only so much room in their chest cavity for stuff too, and only so many things they had access too anyways. So, sometimes the only thing they could do was watch the old footage of when the daycare was full, when they weren't alone and they were allowed to be active and energetic and playful and creative and, and... Sun sighed. He'd found one of the towels they'd stolen from the salon. they'd never needed it, they didn't even know why they'd done it at the time. They were just bored and angry. Moon had just been reprimanded for using some of the art supplies to stave off the boredom of the night. So, it's possible they'd just wanted to get back at them in some small way. So, when in the salon area Moon had snatched up one of the towels, just one, just because he could. He deleted to the footage of him doing it. He wanted to know if anyone would notice. There had been so many, but surely they'd notice one towel, if they were always up in arms over the amount of paper Sun and him used. Moon had stuffed it into his chest cavity, had brought it back to his room and waited. Waited for someone to notice, for someone to come. Nothing ever came of the towel. It had taken almost a year for someone doing inventory to finally notice that the count was one off. No one ever found out it was him.

That's when they'd started stealing things. It had started off small. Sun would sneak a bottle of glitter glue, or a pack of pipe cleaners or some over stocked yarn. Small stuff that they had access too. Moon started sneaking plushies, and broken bots, then some over stock, small stuff that no one would notice. Moon found a schematic book and nicked it. Sun found an employees water bottle and hide it. They got bolder, wilder, meaner. They'd steal some of the ruder 'co'workers' things and hide them. Take things from gift shops and move them, relocate cruel customers belongings. And they learned that as long as it was in there room no one ever complained about it, no one came looking, no one even noticed. They learned the other places in the plex that no one noticed things too. They also learned that as long as they showed up on camera at the right times and seemed busy they wouldn't get chewed out.

They'd decided to stop stealing, it was wrong after all, and it was a potentially bad habit to have so they tried to break it. After all they now knew how to keep the company off their backs. They started crafting in their room, coming down to 'tidy' up, then going back to crafting. But after the thrill of sneaking, or snatching things, the risk and reward of stealing from the company that owned them, they couldn't get rid of that niggling desire to pay them back for all the wrongs, for the lack of freedom for being treated like just something a glorified rumba.

Then they'd taken to even more dangerous pass times then stealing. Sun pulled one of the pilfered toothbrush out of the the desk drawer, then looked over their current project; where the head of a staff bot, and several tools and the schematics laid out. They wouldn't have time to fix her up today. Harriette was staying over. Her giggling took up space in Sun and Moon shared mind. Eyes bright with curiosity.

"I hope we can fit this all in our chest cavity," Sun said, opening up the hatch to start sorting. He decided to leave a few things that he usually liked to keep on him in their room. Just to be sure they could fit it all. He kept the hairbrush Moon pilfered since they'd need it, but everything else needed out for the time being. It wasn't actually that hard to pack up the things Harriette would need for the sleep over: Towel, body wash, shampoo, condition, onesie, toothbrush, toothpaste and hair brush didn't actually take up that much space.

Grab one of the sweaters we made, Moon said. It gets cold in the plex and night and Harriette will be by herself so it'll feel even colder.

Oh, your right, that's a good idea... anything else you can think of?

Nah, we'll get a blanket from down stairs and she's got her own plushies.

Isn't it cute, I don't think we've ever been anyone's favorite. She'd picked out yours before she'd even met you too.

It's cuter then I am and my color scheme is very soothing.

You are too cute! Sun said, finishing the packing of the items they'd need. We're adorable and more people should love us!

Sure, Sunshine. Sun could practically feel Moon's eye roll.

"It's not our fault no ones bothered to give us proper maintenance for so long," Sun complained. Moon's agreeing hum, was loud and clear in Sun's mind. "Well, whatever." They arrived at the door to the bathroom they left Harriette in to shower so they could collect her things. When Sun stepped in his wires twisted with worry and guilt. Harriette was sat on the cold bathroom floor. Knees in front of her. She was wet and didn't have any clothes to wear since Sun had taken the dirty ones to set asside to wash later, when Harriette was asleep.

"Harriette, are you alright, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize we'd taken so long," Sun said, settling down next to her.

"You didn't," Harriette said, shrugging. "I finished." She was shaking but Sun noticed she still had dirt all over the place.

"But you didn't have any soap," Sun said, horror growing, and the tiniest shred of hope. Surely not...

"Like for washing hands?"

"No, for washing your body?" Sun said.

"Oh, is that why everyone always smells so nice?" Harriette asked. Sun's heartbroke in his metaphorical chest.

Obviously your chest is metaphorical, so's your heart, and it can't literally break you'd die, Moon commented. Now please get her cleaned and warmed up. She's shaking.

I know, but Sun didn't know where to start. Fortunately Harriette seemed to realize the same problem Sun did.

"I don't know how to use that stuff," Harriette said. "Do you?"

"No, not a single clue," Sun answered. Trying to look it up and failing. "And appareantly it's not a need to know for child care?"

"Do you think there are any instructions on the bottle?" Harriette's voice was soft and a little scared. "Sometimes there's instructions on the packages of stuff."

"Good idea," Sun said. There were no instructions, other than the phrase for external use only, keep out of eyes and mouth and the reach of small children. "Well, it was worth a shot." Sun said. "How um-?"

"How much water am I allowed to use?" Harriette asked. "Maybe I could just like rense off real good."

"I don't think that will work," Sun sighed.

It says to keep out of the reach of small children, Moon pointed out.

And? Sun asked.

Harriette's a small child, Moon continued.

Fantastic observation... After a second of silence and glaring at the bottle of body wash like it would give him answers. I'm assuming you had a reason for pointing this out.

Well, it means she can't use it by herself, Moon pointed out. Someones going to have to wash her.

"I don't think that's going to- it's not like, well. okay fine great, are we even water proof?" Sun groaned.

"Mr. Sun?" Harriette asked.

"Moon said we'll have to help you cause the bottle says to keep out of reach of small children," Sun answered. "So, I'm asking if we're even water proof."

"I think that just means babies," Harriette said. "I'm pretty sure it because a baby might try to drink it. 'cause they don't know any better."

"That's ridiculous why would a baby drink body wash," Sun said.

"Because they don't know any better," Harriette said.

"Okay, but they say to keep out of reach of small children, not babies," Sun finished.

"Um, yeah that is true," Harriette said. "Are you water proof?"

"I don't know, that's why I asked Moon," Sun said. They waited a moment.

I think we'll be fine, I think the instruction manual said we could be hosed down with a pressure washer, Moon finally answered.

"Okay, one less thing to worry about," Sun said. Harriette tilted her head like a curious puppy. A wet, shivering, curious puppy. "We are in fact water proof. Let's get you back under some hot water so you won't be so cold. Sun stoop, dumped all the things he'd brought for the little girl and then ushered her into the shower. "We'll figure it out as we go."

"Okay," Harriette said. "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Your still wear- clothes?" Harriette tilted her head even farther this time.

"Oh, the pants should be fine," Sun said. "I Pressure washable."

"Okay," Harriette said.

It turns out that it was not okay. Sun was forced to ring out his pant legs, while helping Harriette dry her hair, and get into the onesie.

"Can you even change you pants?" Harriette asked.

"No, they don't come off," Sun grumbled. "Stupid wet, sudsy, messy, mess." He grumbled. Harriette made a little huffing laugh that she tried to cover.

"Sorry, it's not funny," Harriette said, remorseful. Sun crouched down to continue toweling her hair dry.

"Oh, it's fine," Sun said. "I could never be mad at you for laughing." He said, voice full of so much affection. She was such a sweet kid. "You're just way too cute for that." He booped her nose, and her eyes widened in surprise like it did ever time. A smile forming on her face a second later.

"Okay, but I shouldn't have laughed anyway," she said, but she was still smiling.

"Alright, thank you for apologizing," Sun said. Now that she was dressed and mostly dry he lifted her up one more, carefully holding her so she was higher then the cursed wet pants. "Maybe some flying would help us dry faster." Harriette's eyes lit up, and she nodded.

Harriette laughed in glee as they swooped around the daycare. Sun and Moon underneath chuckled too. They'd always loved traveling by their wire, but few if any understood the wonder of flying through the air at high speed. It was the one thing Sun and Moon would actually miss about this place if they were ever free. Though they could probably come up with a solution to that with a little time and innovation. Still having someone to share their favorite thing was wonderful. Harriette whooped as they swooped over the play structures.

"Faster!" Harriette whispered, and Sun obliged diving through some of the bars, flipping so that if he did make a mistake, which he wouldn't Harriette would land safely on top of him. She cheered as he swung back up and spun. She covered her mouth to muffle her gleeful shriek as they tumbled through the air.

Sun! be careful!, Moon fretted. Sun decided to have mercy on his other half.

"Fine, fine, we're going back down, little one," Sun said setting them down on the ground. Before setting Harriette down on her feet. She was still beaming. Sun felt his own bright joy at that. He booped her nose again. "Now that we're dried off lets brush those cute little tangles of yours?" Harriette giggled. The sweater was a little too big on her and the sleeves hung over her hands as she pretended to try and block her nose, after he'd already booped it, and she'd already started wide eyed at him. If she was going to be surprised every time it was never going to get old booping her little nose. She giggled as Sun pretended he was going to do it again, moving his hand around like he was trying to get around her poor attempt at a blockade.

Sunlight, Moon said in their shared mind space. Stop it, or I'm going to have to take over to get her hair done.

"Maybe you should," Sun commented, unable to stop himself from booping Harriette's nose one last time. She looked so surprised, but burst into giggles after a second. Yup that was just never getting old.

Sun, please. But Moon'ls laugh was loud and clear through their mind space.

"Alright, alright, it's about time for littles like you to go to bed," Sun said. "It's time for us to switch out."

"Good Night, Mr. Sun, have a good sleep," Harriette said, waving as she collected her plushies, she waved one of the dolls little hands and then giggled. Sun's own laugh bubbled out of him.

"Nighty, night, Harriette," Sun said, hand hovering over the light switch, before switching it off. Sun switched places with Moon the same way they always did. But Harriette seemed to find the process very interresting with how intently and studious she watched.

"Hello, Harriette," Moon said smiling.

"Hi, Mr. Moon," Harriette said, grinning, and waving from behind her plushies. Silly little being.

"So, how about we wind down before going to sleep," Moon said, walking over to the girl, who tilted her head curiously.

"But you don't sleep," Harriette pointed out.

"Well, no, but little ones like you need lots and lots of sleep to grow up healthy," Moon crouched down in front of her. "So, what do you say? Want a story, a song, a gently sleepy time game to help you settle down after Sun got you all riled up?"

"Um," the girl trailed. "I- I don't know if I can sleep?" She said. "It's- It's too open." Her shifting from foot to foot, her wondering eyes like suddenly the daycare had become a frightening place.

"I won't let anything happen to you," Moon promised. "Nobody can even get into the building without me knowing."

"But don't you have to... I dunno, didn't you say you had a night job too. Um..." She chewed the inside of her cheek. She was really getting nervous now.

"I don't have any such duties while a sleep over is happening," Moon tried his best to reassure the girl. She looked up at him, her eyes big and starting to water again. "Pinky promise."

"Okay," Harriette said. "Can you- will you stay with me?"

"Oh, of course, little one," Moon said gently.

"Can I- um... Mr. Sun was- well I was-"

"Do you want me to hold you?" Moon asked.

"Please," It was barely more then a whisper. A delicate plea. Moon opened his arms and the girl hesitantly stepped forward once, twice, then suddenly she threw herself into him. Almost like she was afraid he'd retract his offer. Her scooped her up and cradled her. Humming to her. They talked for a little while, Moon gathered her a billow and blanket. She'd tried to insist she hadn't needed either, but Moon managed to convince her it was fine. She curled into his chest as he wrapped the blanket around her. They talked some more, about spiders, and about art, and about the people they actually liked. Moon's heart broke a little more when she couldn't think of anyone that loved her from before. Moon cradled her in his arms as she drifted off to sleep, fitful and restless at first but more comfortable as time passed. Moon brushed his fingers through her hair to sooth away a nightmare that started. She snuggled deeper into his chest at that. It probably wasn't the best sleeping position but Harriette seemed more then fine with it, and Moon didn't have the heart to let her go.

This is a space for notes a note space if you will.

These are not separated enough.

My friend is able to come back, so chapters might be even wilder now. Just when I'd decided I was gonna start focusing in on Sun and Moon's perspectives. Anyway she'd written Nova, Bram and Mayla so they'll probably get more focus. This fic also has other fandoms as part of if. I wasn't planning on making it obvious but since my friend is back and she'll be focusing more on her own character It'll be there. So Marvel is a part of this too. It only allows you to put two fandoms, and that one was the least for right now, but I should let you know it's there. MCU continuity's probably enough to know, and those were so big you'll probably be fine. It's not even a big part of it.