Sun was awake earlier than his alarm again, and earlier than Moon. He checked the clock. 7:00 am. Wait, seven?! He was late for work! He jumped up and grabbed Moon's shoulders before realizing why the alarm hadn't gone off. He released Moon, who was fortunately a very heavy sleeper, and sighed in relief.

"It's Sunday," he whispered to himself.

That meant he didn't have to go to work until 11. It also meant another morning alone with Chloe! This time, they were going on a picnic. Apparently, eating outside was so different than eating inside that they needed a whole new word for it. Now that he thought about it, Sun realized that a lot of human culture was based around food. People ate popcorn while watching movies, and you couldn't have a birthday party without cake. And then there were times when eating food was the event, like picnics. Inviting someone to eat with you was an agreement to stop whatever you were doing to sit down and talk, and maybe pay for their meal. It was a way to show you cared about them, and wanted to spend time together. It made sense. If you have to eat to survive, why not have some fun with it?

Sun was bringing sandwiches, which he had made the night before. Two turkey, two ham and cheese, and two peanut butter and jelly, all with the crusts cut off. When he was dressed, he took them downstairs and waited. To his delight, Jean was there.

"Mornin', Sam! Whatcha got there?"

"Sandwiches! I'm going on a picnic!"

"Well, you picked the perfect day for it! Not a cloud in the sky. Who're ya goin' with?"

"A friend. She's picking me up soon."

"Oooh, a lady friend," Jean smirked. "I mean, I don't wanna assume anything, but is she…"

"Hm? Oh! Nonono, it's nothing like that! She's just someone from work. Not from work, she doesn't work at the Pizzaplex, I met her while I was working. Not that it matters, just clarifying."

"Good to know, good to know."

Jean clearly wanted to know more, but she restrained herself. They talked about other things until a car pulled in front of the door.

"Is that your friend?" Jean asked.

Chloe said she drove a light blue sedan, which Vanessa said was a smaller car with four doors. Although he couldn't see the driver clearly, this car matched the description.

"I think so! Bye, Jean!"

"You kids have fun!"

"Thanks!"

Sun opened the passenger side door to find Chloe in the driver's seat, smiling up at him. Her car was cleaner than Vanessa's, and it smelled like candy. There was a small toy animal dangling from the rear view mirror. Sun couldn't figure out what animal it was, but it was pink and very fuzzy.

"Hi, Sam!"

"Hi!" He hopped in and rested the plate of sandwiches on his lap. "I'm so excited for today!"

"Me too!"

They stared at each other for a minute.

"Are you going to put your seatbelt on?"

Sun quickly did so, embarrassed that he had forgotten, and they drove off. They didn't talk much on the way there. Chloe was trying to focus on the road, and Sun was focused on Chloe. She was dressed more casually than last week, but she was still wearing a nice blouse. His Lost and Found outfit was dirty, so he was wearing a plain red t-shirt and cargo shorts. Was it ok to wear something like that on a picnic? Would she think he didn't care? She hadn't said anything, so hopefully not.

When they got to the park, Sun's eyes were immediately drawn to the lake, its greenish water shimmering in the sunlight. There was a path surrounding the lake, along with alternating patches of grass and rock, and all kinds of plants. He was surprised that there was no playground, but that didn't matter. He was at a real park! With a real lake! And it was so big!

"Looks like the picnic table's taken," Chloe sighed. "I'll get the blanket from the trunk."

"I can carry it!" Sun offered.

"Are you sure? You're already carrying something."

"So are you!"

Chloe looked at her basket, which was filled with her homemade cupcakes.

"You got me there."

They set up the blanket under a tree on the far side of the lake, facing the parking lot and some nearby houses.

"Those are some nice houses, aren't they?" Sun remarked. "What kind of people do you think live there?"

"Actually, that's a resort, so no one really lives there. My family sometimes stays there when they visit. Carrie has a guest room, so my parents usually stay with us if it's just them, but my brother Caleb has a lot of kids, so they don't all fit. That's how I know about this park."

"It must be nice to have family that visits you."

"Yeah, it is. What about you? I know you and your brother are living together, but what about your parents?"

"We don't have any," Sun blurted out. He had said it without thinking, and he immediately regretted it. Chloe looked at him, a mix of shock and sadness in her eyes. The adults Sun was exposed to didn't talk about their parents, but according to her reaction, they must have them. It made sense in hindsight, but that didn't change what he said. Now he would have to come up with another lie.

"I mean we do have parents, obviously, everyone does, ours are just… dead?" That wasn't the best answer he could have given, but it sounded real enough. A lot of characters in the movies he and Moon watched had dead parents, and movies were at least somewhat based on real life, right?

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"Don't be! It's no big deal! I mean, it is kind of a big deal, but, um… uhhh…" He struggled to find the right words to diffuse the situation. "…thhhere's no way I can make this better, is there?"

"What do you mean? I'm very sorry you had to go through that, but I'm glad that you feel comfortable enough to tell me."

"You are?"

"Yes. If you don't mind me asking… what happened?"

"I don't remember, exactly. I was… too young. Is it alright if we talk about other things?" She might push him on anyway, but he hated lying to her, and he wanted to avoid it as much as possible. Changing the subject was the only way to do that.

"Of course." Oh. That was easy. "We should probably start eating, too. Wouldn't want these sandwiches to go to waste."

They talked some more as they ate. Chloe made sure to say how delicious the sandwiches were multiple times, causing Sun to blush repeatedly. He really hadn't done much, but he was glad she liked them. At one point, a mother duck and her ducklings (Sun counted 11) waddled into the lake, and it took every ounce of self-control in his body to resist running over to them. Deep down, he knew that would end in disaster, so he and Chloe watched them from the blanket. The ducklings were so small and fluffy, they hardly seemed real.

When they finished the sandwiches, they moved on to the cupcakes. The cupcakes were yellow cake with white frosting and rainbow sprinkles. They weren't as fancy as the ones from Chica's Bakery, but they probably tasted better. He picked one up and took a bite. It was sweet, but not too sweet, and it was a lot fluffier than a cookie. Yellow was his new favorite flavor.

"This is the best thing I've ever tasted!" he declared after swallowing.

"You're just saying that."

"No, I mean it! You've really got a gift!"

"Thank you. I've been working on this recipe for a while. Would you believe they're gluten-free?"

"No way!"

She nodded her head excitedly. All Sun knew about gluten was that some kids were allergic to it, so he didn't understand what was so unbelievable about it, but by the way she was acting, this was clearly an accomplishment.

"I want to bake treats for my future students, y'know, for birthdays and holidays, but none of the gluten-free cupcake recipes I found online turned out how I wanted them to, so I decided to make my own."

She wasn't only an amazing baker, but she made her own recipes from scratch. Now that's real talent!

"Well, you're on the right track!"

"Thanks! Do you want the recipe? I could text it to you."

"Thank you for offering, but I couldn't recreate these. I would probably burn them past recognition."

"I'm sure you're not that bad," she laughed. "Maybe you could come over some time, and I'll teach you how to make them. Probably after graduation."

"That sounds wonderful!"

He took another bite of cupcake, and Chloe giggled.

"What is it?" he asked, horrified that he had made some kind of mistake. Had he taken an impolitely large bite? Was he supposed to hold up his pinkie? Wait, no, that one was for tea.

"You have a frosting mustache." She took a picture with her phone and showed it to him. Sure enough, there was a line of frosting above his upper lip, as well as a some on the tip of his nose. They both laughed at him together. He did look pretty silly.

"Where are the napkins?"

"Right here." Chloe gestured to the package of paper napkins she had brought.

"Thanks."

They both reached for the stack, but neither noticed until it was too late.

And they touched.

Sun was so shocked, he couldn't move his hand if he wanted to. Chloe didn't move, either.

"She'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhand so soft she'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhand touching me she'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhand why isn't she letting go she'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhand please don't let go she'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhandshe'sholdingmyhandshe'shol-"

After an eternal moment, she slowly lifted her hand off of his. He could still feel its heat lingering on his skin.

"Sorry about that, I-I wasn't looking," Chloe apologized, avoiding eye contact.

"You're fine, neither was I," he assured her, grabbing the top napkin. After wiping off his "mustache," he curled his legs up into himself and wrapped his arms around them.

They stayed silent as they finished their cupcakes. All she did was touch his hand, nothing special. He shook her hand last week, and that was nice, but it wasn't the same. That had been a formal gesture, and he hadn't thought much of it. This was unexpected, and it had lasted for so much longer. His hand was still tingling. He hoped it would stay that way.

He also hoped he would be able to eat more of these cupcakes. They really were good. He ate two entire cupcakes and licked the icing off of his lips when he was done. Both of them ate their fill, but there were still cupcakes left over. Chloe offered to let him take them, and he gladly accepted. He could keep them in the employee mini fridge during work.

The drive to the Pizzaplex went by too quick. Soon, they were in front of the main entrance.

"Here's your stop," said Chloe. "Hope you have a good shift!"

"Thanks!" Sun opened the car door, only for her to grab his shoulder. That hand was almost close enough to caress his face, or run its delicate fingers through his hair. More odd thoughts he shouldn't be having. Was she having them too? Part of him hoped so.

"Wait! When can I see you again? We forgot to decide."

Sun thought about it for a moment. He had no plan of where to go from here, and the hand on his shoulder did nothing to help his concentration. According to Moon, he wasn't supposed to be hanging out with her at all.

But Moon wasn't here.

So what if Moon hated romance? They were different people, now more than ever. And Sun like-liked Chloe. Maybe he even loved her. That thought was scary, but it was exciting, too. It was thrilling to think that he could care about another person that much, because he was a person. A real human person, with more complex thoughts and feelings than Fazbear could have imagined. Maybe not forever, but definitely for right now, and he was going to make the most of it.

Maybe Sun couldn't fall in love, but Sam sure could.

"We didn't decide where, either," he pointed out.

"Oh, shoot, I guess we didn't. Got any ideas?"

Sun thought for a moment. Both times, they had met up to eat food, and that seemed like a good strategy, but they had already gone on a picnic, and he didn't have enough money for a fancy meal. Ice cream was pretty cheap, right?

"Maybe we could get ice cream or something?"

"Sounds great! Do you like Dairy Queen?"

"I love it!" Sun had never heard of a dairy queen, but he also didn't know any ice cream shops outside of the Pizzaplex. "Could we get together same time next week?"

"Sure! It's a date."

He smiled.

"Yeah, it's a date."