It should go without saying that Moon did not react well to being informed that Ayala's friend, Logan, would be paying a surprise visit. Specifically after having been informed that Ayala had gotten hurt and that her car was going to be out of commission for a while.
No sooner had the words left her mouth, had Moon more or less flown into a state of rage. Those pointed narrow rays which had emerged briefly during the morning confrontation, emerged once more. Thus establishing that his security protocols had become fully activated in response to his agitation.
Thankfully, he did not actually attack the woman again.
As upset as he was, he also knew that causing any additional damage would be liable to get them in trouble.
Though, Sun still found himself standing between his brother and the equally upset Ayala, just to be safe. He naturally wanted to try and mediate the situation.
"H-how much time do we have?!…" Sun blurted out, staring at Ayala with concerned eyes as she stood safely on the other side of the kitchen counter. During Moon's little fit, she had tactfully put physical barriers between herself and him.
Her expression was a mix of unease and agitation.
"An hour or two…" Ayala responded, speaking surprisingly quietly, almost uncertainly. Her answer did not appeal to Moon, who growled rather loudly.
"Will he be here in an hour, or in two?!" Moon questioned, clearly wanting to have a proper estimate on how much time the three of them had to sort themselves out. How much time they had before an additional prying mind showed up to question the situation. They hadn't yet had time to put together some sort of story - at least not one which would casually explain away the woman's injuries.
"I don't know!" Ayala retorted, waving her arm in the air beside her as a show of emphasis.
"It depends on a few factors! Like traffic! Or whether or not he speeds…" She added, somewhat elaborating on what she meant.
Not that the animatronics could fully understand what she meant. They more or less knew what traffic was.
Not so much what "speeding" meant, at least in this context.
"Why would you even bring us up?!" Moon questioned her again, somewhat attempting to put the blame on her for the situation. Not wanting to accept that this was probably an inevitable circumstance, considering all that had transpired as a result of the night before.
"Now, don't you go snapping at me about this!" Ayala barked back, pointing a sort of accusatory finger in Moon's direction. Despite being afraid, she was not going to sit idle and let the animatronic bully her in a fit of anger.
"Need I remind you that this situation is just as much your fault as it is mine! If you hadn't attacked me last night, we wouldn't be in this mess! My car wouldn't all fucked up and neither would I!" She snapped, making it perfectly clear that Moon was not blameless in the situation.
The only reason that Logan felt the need to rush out was because she was hurt. She knew that. She also knew that there had basically been no choice but to tell him that she was injured. One way or another she would have had to come clean about it.
Not that Moon seemed accepting of this fact at all, as was noted by his obvious preparation to spit out a retort. He may very well have been about to remind her to watch her language. However, he was quickly silenced by his sibling.
All Sun needed to do was motion with his hand for Moon to be quiet, and the hostile animatronic obeyed.
"Look! N-none of th-at is important right now! What are we going to t-tell your friend?! Does he know we're here?!" Sun stepped in with questions of his own. Questions meant to steer the conversation back on track. Ultimately, it didn't matter how they had come to this point. What mattered was making sure that they regained some control of the situation in order to assure everyone's safety.
His intervention seemed to get through to Ayala, at least. She whined a bit to herself, rubbing her eyes with her injured hand.
"Yes, he knows you're here. I told him that you were delivered while I was away, and that I'd forgotten about it. I didn't go into detail but I told him I was hurt, that my car was fucked, and I'd need some help getting a replacement." Ayala explained, pretty much summarizing to the animatronics what she had told Logan. Which had been a purposefully vague explanation, all things considered.
Still, her words only coaxed a worried noise out of Sun.
"Does he… Does he know that Moony…?" Sun began to ask if she had mentioned that she was hurt because of Moon or not, but he trailed off before completing the sentence. Surprisingly not because of a voice box malfunction, but because he was simply afraid to ask.
Ayala sighed, shaking her head.
"No. I told him that I had an accident. I didn't give any specifics as to how." Ayala replied, glancing between Sun and Moon. She almost seemed worried that they wouldn't believe her.
Then her eyes appeared to focus on something entirely unrelated to them, though it was hard to tell. She wasn't exactly making eye contact with either of them, but each brother seemed to believe that she had simply locked eyes with the other. Her eyes became furrowed, as if in concentration.
Still, her response did relieve Sun, at least somewhat. It was good that she hadn't said anything that established that she had been hurt by either of the animatronics.
"Sun. Grab that suitcase there." Ayala suddenly instructed, pointing to a specific suitcase. Sun, for what it was worth, immediately did as she requested - though he was very clearly confused.
"Good. Now take it to the top of the stairs. Then push it down." She added, which only further confused the animatronic.
"Er… Why?…" Sun inquired, absolutely befuddled by the sudden change in focus.
"I just put together a story that should explain how I got hurt. But we need to make it look real." Ayala explained, her tone calmer now but incredibly stern.
While this still left Sun a bit confused, he did as he was told. He carried the suitcase up to the top of the stairs, put it down, then pushed it over the edge of the first step.
The large plastic object went toppling down, snapping open in the process and spilling its contents everywhere. The plastic did not crack, but dented somewhat in a few places as it fell.
Now, Moon seemed more confused than irritated. What would making more of a mess do to be of help?
Without saying a word, Ayala began to gather all of the spilt objects to put them back inside of the now very broken suitcase.
"… Ayala?…" Sun called out to the woman quietly, timidly, even. He was unsure as to what she was doing. Unsure as to whether or not he needed to help her with what she was doing.
The woman continued to clean up the abruptly made mess.
"Okay. This is the story." Ayala uttered, continuing to sort of just haphazardly shove all of her belongings back into the suitcase.
"You two were delivered while I was out of town. The company that sent you was able to get you inside with my help." She gathers up all of the larger items. Clothes, mostly, and she begins to cram them into the empty container.
"I came home. I was tired. I forgot that you two were here waiting for me. I got my luggage out of the car last night. I was bringing this suitcase upstairs, when you two came out of the first room to greet me. I freaked out for a second, and wound up falling down the stairs with the suitcase. When I fell, I cut my hand on the suitcase, banged up my arm, and dislocated my shoulder." She begins to collect other random items off of the floor. A hairbrush. A toothbrush. Sanitary products. Anything within immediate reach.
All the while she ignores the pain in her shoulder.
"You two brought me to bed and looked after me all night, unaware of the fact that I'd forgotten to shut my car door after I'd brought my groceries inside. Moon never attacked me. It was all an accident." She gets everything back into the suitcase, and attempts to close it. Due to the suitcase being broken, it will not stay closed. The lid will not latch. So the lid pops back open. She leaves it alone at that point.
"I woke up this morning and tried to leave to go to the hospital. That's when I discovered my car torn up by a raccoon, and that I couldn't drive it. After that, I went back inside to take a shower to try and calm down. That's when I checked my phone, saw all the missed calls, and responded to Logan." She explained, fully laying out every detail that she could think of. Because she had to be specific. All three of them needed to be able to tell the same story. If they could just keep things concise, then they could probably convince Logan that it was the truth.
"… Do you think that story will work?" Sun questioned hesitantly. He didn't like the idea of having to lie, but he also understood that it would be better than telling the truth.
As Ayala had said this morning, most people would not be so forgiving of them if they had been the ones attacked. Ergo, if Logan was so protective of her, then he probably would not be so forgiving of Moon for attacking her.
Which would lead to all sorts of problems.
"Look. It's the best story I can come up with. Sooner or later Logan is gonna show up. No matter what, I'm hurt. I can't guarantee he'll buy it. But if I can just get him to accept it, that'll be our best bet." Ayala replied, attempting to calm down Sun while also remaining brutally honest.
Logan might not believe the story at all. But if she was convincing enough, then she could at least get him to go along with it long enough for her to come up with a better explanation. One that he might believe.
Sun and Moon found themselves sharing uncertain glances. Neither of them could think of a better story. So they would just have to go along with whatever Ayala said to her friend.