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Gravel crunched and bucked beneath Sun’s car as he drove down the dimly lit back roads of his town. Cicadas buzzing loudly into the humid summer night around him. Filling the foliage with the white noise of their singing.
Sun’s eyes drooped with exhaustion. His voice box constantly trying to repress a yawn, but quickly failing to with the state of his waning battery.
If he were to be honest with himself, he was only awake right now due to the sharp potholes he kept accidentally driving his small car into.
Each bump and shake only waking the poor solar animatronic up partially with each sharp dip into the ground.
Sun usually wasn’t this exhausted after a simple shift in the daycare, but with the influx of kids coming during the summer when school was out. Sun seemingly found himself absolutely drained by the end of the day. He barely had the motivation to even cook himself dinner anymore with how tired he was.
That will all be behind him soon enough though as Saturday was just right around the corner and finally he could relax by himself in his tranquil apartment.
At least until Monday eventually rolls around again…
With a heavy sigh, Sun continued his way down the road.
Taking the back roads made the trip from his job to his apartment a bit lengthy, but Sun despised taking the main roads unless necessary. He already dealt with enough chaos at his job. So skimming the edges of his town was just the next logical step his brain took to dodge the traffic he was so keen on avoiding.
Though the conditions of these roads were never in tip-top shape, more often than not Sun’s headlights were the only thing for miles to illuminate the road in front of him on nights like this. Which usually wasn’t a problem since barely anyone but Sun used these roads so late at night.
Humming along to a soft tune on the radio, Sun’s finger tapped the rim of his wheel along with the song. His eyes scanning up to the upcoming turn he had to take.
Slowing his car to a crawl, Sun glanced around the signless four-way gravel road. Better safe than sorry when taking such roads late at night.
No headlights.
No oncoming farming equipment.
All clear.
Flicking on his right turning signal to no one in particular, Sun made the turn.
He wasn’t expecting it.
He probably wasn’t even paying attention to the speed he took the turn with how tired he was.
But before he knew what was happening. A large blurred shape darted out into the road from the bushes. Its black fur shone faintly in his headlights before it suddenly disappeared beneath his car's dash with a muffled yelp.
Sun was quick to try to slam on the brakes. But it was already too late, as the telltale sign of an animal hitting his hood made his stomach drop.
The whiplash from hitting the brake was enough to leave Sun lurching forward, his fragile rays just barely scraping against the roof of his car as his seatbelt repelled him back into his seat roughly. Sun barely had time to catch his artificial breath before he was quickly scrambling to unbuckle himself and hop out of the car.
He was silently begging for it to just be some sort of falling branch he hit.
But no, of course Sun could never be that lucky.
Laying not too far from his car was the outlined shadow of a canine's lifeless body laying before him. Long black fur now coated in gravel and blood from the impact. Its breathing was shallow, almost nonexistent the longer Sun stared.
“Shit, shit, shit, shit!” Sun sputtered out, running towards what he now recognized as a dog. His hand was already frantically grabbing for his phone in his pocket as his rays retracted sharply into their housing.
He probably just hit some poor farmer’s herding dog!
It wasn’t uncommon for farmers to have their dogs wandering out on their farms without supervision. But with how late at night it was, Sun wasn’t even considering them to be a road hazard. Let alone how far this dog must’ve walked to get all the way down this part of the back roads.
Before Sun could get too caught up in the ever churning guilt eating away at him. He quickly pulled up Google and searched for the nearest emergency vet’s office.
It wasn’t long until one about thirty minutes away popped up on his screen.
Yikes, It was a lengthy drive… but it was either this or leaving the dog for the coyotes to pick at.
Which Sun certainly wasn’t going to allow happen on his watch.
With trembling hands, Sun scooped up the large dog. “Okay bud, let’s.. uh.. let’s get ya in here.” He muttered softly, carefully placing it down in his back seat atop his spare work clothes.
Sliding himself solemnly into his front seat, Sun slumped over his wheel with a shaky sigh. His fingers typed away at his phone to input the directions before unceremoniously tossing the device onto his dash.
This was not how he thought he’d be spending his Thursday night
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The drive was uneventful, if not a bit stressful with the possibly dying dog in his back seat.
The canine had yet to make a single sound, only further stressing out an already exhausted Sun, who did not willingly sign up for this. It was almost eleven at night, and Sun had work in the morning at nine.
This damn dog better make it out of this alive.
‘You will arrive at your destination at the next right-‘The phone announced robotically.
Sun’s frame shook, his knuckles would’ve be white if he were human with how tight he was holding the wheel.
He couldn’t let himself relax just yet just because he finally reached his destination. He still needed to get that dog inside, and he needed to do it pronto.
Picking up the dog with unsteady hands and shutting both car doors with his foot. Sun walked straight into the emergency clinic, ignoring the way dried blood and dirt smeared messily onto his yellow casing. “Thank god, h-hey. I need help. Do you take last minute emergency appointments?” Sun warbled out, looking desperately to the poor worker staring at him from behind the desk. “I accidentally hit this dog with my car.. and it hasn’t really moved at all. It’s not mine, but I was hoping I could bring them in anyway?”
The human woman behind the desk looked a bit stunned at both his and the dog’s conditions. She stood from her desk quickly, reaching for some papers to the side of her before placing them in front of Sun. “We do, here let me help you. I’ll get this poor fellow out back and ask you a few questions when I come back.” She answered within moments, her hands reaching over to the dog, which Sun quickly compiled in with handing over.
There was a bit of a commotion in the back room before the lady strolled back out. Her curls were brushed aside into a ponytail once she sat back down. “Sorry about that, so you say the dog isn’t yours?” She questioned, seemingly already pulling up a report on her computer.
Sun’s fingers tugged at the rim of his t-shirt. “Yeah.. accidentally hit them while driving down some gravel roads earlier. I don’t know if it’s got any owners, but I felt obligated to bring them in… Ya’ know? Can’t leave it suffering and stuff. If you could maybe scan for a chip too? I- I don’t want any angry farmers coming at me with pitchforks for their dog.. heh..” He rambled anxiously, his voice tapering off near the end.
His attempt to lighten the mood was futile though as the lady was too busy typing on her computer to humor him at the moment.
The woman simply nodded to his words. “That’s our usual procedure when it comes to strays that are brought in. May I ask though if you’d like to be the sole contact for the dog until the chip is scanned?”
Sun glanced down to his now bloodied t-shirt, sympathy nipping away at him for ending both him and the dog up in this situation in the first place.
“Uhm… sure why not. I caused this.” Sun sighed.
“Great! Until then, I’d like to inform you that the dog will likely go under anesthesia for possible stitches, and I’d like to have your consent granted to perform such procedures.” She asked suddenly, slightly catching Sun off guard who quickly nodded once processing what she said.
“Yeah, do whatever you need to do. Uh, I still need to fill these papers out.. correct?”
The woman handed a pen to Sun with a nod. “Yup! And once you do you’re free to go.”
“Okay..”
Sitting down in the empty waiting room, Sun’s pen tapped against the clipboard that lady provided him. His mouth curved down into a frown as he filled out the sheet aimlessly.
Most of this was information that Sun didn’t even know how to fill out.
Gender? No idea, didn’t have time to check.
Breed?
Name?
Date of birth???
Gosh, this is just some random dog he picked up off the side of the road! Was he just supposed to leave all of these blank?
Well… maybe he could maybe fill out the name? The least he could do was give his animal some sort of identity other than ‘dog I stupidly hit with my car’.
Bouncing around a few ideas in his head, Sun eventually landed on ‘Buster’.
Like the white rabbit from Arthur!
He watched that cartoon a ton as a kid, and it seemed fitting to name the dog after a show he held so near and dear to his heart.
After filling out the sheet to the best of his ability, Sun hesitantly handed it to the woman. Half of it was almost completely empty, but the woman took it anyway with a smile. “Thank you, we’ll contact you tomorrow with any further updates.” She said simply, shuffling the paper into a nearby rack on her table.
Sun muttered a quiet ‘Thank you’ before promptly shuffling his way back out the door. The air was still humid, but it held an uncomfortable weight to it now.
All he wanted to do tonight was go home, and now he’s coming out of it as a brand new dog owner..
What has his life become?
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Children’s screams of excitement bounced around the colorful daycare, his belled feet running on the padded floors as he chased the small children around in a game of tag. Making playful grabs at the children here and there, narrowly missing them with their giggling taunts being thrown his way.
Sun simply laughed along. If he were being honest with himself, he could probably catch all these kiddos within seconds. But the kids were thrilled by the idea of ‘out running an adult’. So Sun simply played along.
“That’s not fair, picking on a poor attendant such as myself!” Sun gasped dramatically, his hands clutching at his ruffles to add to his little show of theatrics. “You children are just much too fast for me to catch!”
Sun was met with a chorus of cheers from the surrounding children. Each bragged to one another about how long they lasted in the game’s previous round before being caught by Sun.
The solar animatronic smiled, slowly sneaking up on the gathering group of children. “I never said the round was over just yet!” He suddenly exclaimed, spooking the children before they all ran off in different directions, squealing in excitement.
He was quick to chase after them, now purposely (if not a bit slowly to still give the kids a chance to run away) catching the kids one at a time.
The round was going smoothly. Almost a third of the kids playing had already been eliminated before a loud buzzing from his chest compartment had Sun slowing down into a trot. His hand cracking open his chest to pull out a vibrating phone.
At the top of the phone, the nickname ‘vet place ig’ was displayed in bold letters.
His rays perked up immediately. Quickly excusing himself from the children with a promise to come back shortly, he made his way outside the daycare doors.
“Y’hello! This is Sun speaking.” Sun spoke with a hum, his hand placed firmly on his hip as he swayed back and forth on his heels.
There was a small shuffle on the other side of the line before a male voice piped up. “Hey, Mr.Shine. Buster is ready for pick up, feel free to drop by any time today. He may still be a bit dazed from the anesthesia, but other than that, he’s ready to go!” The man said chipperly. “He also got a few stitches the night before, but as long as you make sure he doesn’t chew them off, everything should heal well in a few weeks.”
A small smile wedged its way onto Sun’s face. His shoulders visibly relaxed, and his voice exhaled a sigh of relief at the news. “That’s great.. Thank you so much for taking care of him. I’ll pick him up sometime after six.”
With a few parting words, Sun soon hung up the phone.
He usually got off of work around five, but with how unprepared he was for this sudden ‘adoption’ of a dog he met no more than a few hours ago. Sun certainly had to do some pet supply shopping before he even thought about bringing this dog into his apartment.
Sun though still had a few more hours of work to get through first.
Stretching out his sore joints, Sun strolled back into the daycare with his usual child friendly cheer. His reappearance in the brightly colored room was met with a crowd of kids all asking for his attention. With a chuckle, he carefully shut the doors behind him.
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Sun was quick to slip out of his work uniform and into his casual clothes. Red striped pants being replaced by baggy sweatpants, and a t-shirt being tossed haphazardly onto his usually bare chest.
Clocking out of work, Sun rushed past several of the already assembling janitor bots.
He only had about an hour to buy the supplies he needed before Sun eventually had to pick up Buster from the vet.
Despite how confusing it was to pick out the best supplies he required for this new addition to his family. He was surprisingly having a bit of fun. Picking out the perfect kibble brand, collar, leash, along with a massive dog bed, left him feeling accomplished for this step he was taking in his life!
Every guy in their mid to late 20’s eventually gets a dog, right?
It’s like a rite of passage!
Kinda…
Sun had to remind himself every few minutes though that this dog likely wasn’t going to be living with him for long. The dog may not be chipped, but some poor owner could still be looking for their beloved family dog.
Speaking of which, he should probably put up some Facebook posts soon… but that’s for future him to worry about. For all he knew, Sun was going to be taking care of Buster for the next foreseeable future, and he had to be prepared for that.
The finishing touch to his cart full of items was adding a custom engraved dog tag that spelled out ‘Buster’ in bold italics.
It was a bit cheesy, but it was the only semi pleasing font option that the custom tag engraver at the pet store had.
And the prices sure were something...
He physically grimaced at the rising total, each scan of the cashier's hands raising it by the tens.
Slipping in his debit card and wishing over two hundred dollars goodbye. Sun was now packing everything into the back of his car to begin the lengthy drive over to the veterinarian clinic.
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Walking into the building and checking in with the now male worker sitting behind the desk. (Along with again, watching a month’s worth of saved up money drain from his bank account as he paid the vet bill.) Sun’s head curiously lifted to the sound of muffled chuckling.
Shuffling out from behind the employees only section was a large glossy, furred fox animatronic in scrubs holding a still very sleepy looking Buster. Another worker tailed behind the first, a smile plastered on her face as she cooed at the barely awake pup.
“He’s been such a treat to look after.” The animatronic laughed. “The anesthesia has worn off by now, but with how sleepy this poor guy has been all day. We like to think he’s just a lazy dog at heart. So no need to worry about Buster possibly being out of commission for a bit once you two get home.” They explained, their pink painted claws gently stroking Buster’s fur in soothing motions.
With a nod, Sun held out his arms and was promptly given Buster. His once bloodied fur was now shining with its previous glory, if not a bit patchy in the areas where he had to be shaved for his stitches.
Sun resisted the urge to sink his hands into his soft coat now that he was able to feel it without being coated in blood.
“That’s a relief. Thank you so much again for your clinic's help.” He wearily thanked them, pulling the canine further against his chest.
“No problem, that’s what we’re here for! Hope you and Buster have a lovely day today.”
Sun smiled, trying his best to wave ‘goodbye’ at the workers before managing to push his way out of the clinic's doors with his back.
Maybe this won’t be so bad of a choice after all.
Sure, the dog will be a lot of work like any animal usually is. But with how many animals he’s owned in the past, this should be a walk in the park for him! Buster just needed some good old TLC to get him back into shape.
Placing Buster into the back of the car like he’d done several times before. This time was a lot better than all the others for obvious reasons.
Buster laid down without a complaint, his head resting on his now crossed paws.
With one last pat on the head, Sun hopped into the driver's seat. His eyes briefly looked back to spare a glance at the dozing dog.
“They weren’t kidding about you being a sleepy dog, huh?” He asked out loud to no one other than Buster, whose eyes blinked open at his question.
The dog simply huffed quietly before tucking his head into the cushioned seats of Sun’s car.
A soft smile graced Sun’s face as he pulled out of the parking lot.
“I guess that answers my question.”
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Looking back on it, maybe his apartment wasn’t the most ideal place for a dog now that he really thought of it.
Damnit, he should’ve really gotten a kennel while he was at the store.
The place was a small studio apartment where barely anything was separated by walls except for his small bathroom.
The living room was practically spilling into his dining room. The kitchen was only being marked as such by the counter separating it from the back of his couch. And that didn’t even take into account that the only ounce of privacy he had in the entire apartment was the cheap ten dollar shower curtain blocking off his ‘bedroom’ from said kitchen.
Possibly if he were to nudge his coffee table a bit to the right. He’d have room to place the dog bed right next to his TV stand, but It’d be a tight fit. And the food and water could be kept in his kitchen to prevent any water spillage from seeping into his several rugs littering the house.
He’s got this planned out!
Kinda…
But whatever. He’s a man of his word and will take care of this dog as if his life depended on it.
Bringing in the dog was a bit less of a hassle than he expected from some random dog he picked up off the side of the road. The large pooch let Sun hook the new collar and leash around his neck without a fight. Even jumping out of his car without a single escape attempt and following alongside Sun to the front porch of his apartment.
That had Sun curious if he’d been trained by his previous owners to be so obedient.
At least that was his train of thought before he opened his apartment door.
Unlocking the door, before Sun could even step a foot inside, Buster suddenly lunged forward. Dragging a stumbling Sun into the apartment right behind him as the animatronic still held firm onto the leash.
Barely catching himself before he could slam into the coffee table, Sun gave a pointed glare at Buster, who was now comfortably curling himself up right into the middle of his couch.
Okay, scratch that. No training has been given to this dog at all.
Unclipping the leash from Buster’s collar, Sun brushed himself off.
At least he knew Buster was already starting to feel better. This is the most lively he’s seen him since meeting the poor pup.
Hopefully the dog didn’t tear up his couch out of boredom like how he’d seen online with similar looking herding dogs. He suspected Buster was some type of border collie mix and breeds like that usually require a lot of attention. So Sun will probably have to mix in a morning and nightly walk into his routine.
Giving a small parting pat on the dog's head. Sun walked back to his car to dump all the dog supplies he’d bought into the living room.
Dog bed in the corner, food and water in the kitchen, and toys on the floor. Just like how he’d planned.
The place was looking more dog friendly by the second, and before long he wouldn’t be surprised if he woke up the next morning to Buster curled up at the end of his bed.
And now with that all done, he can finally actually relax.
Warming up some leftover stir fry and rice from the night prior and turning on a favorite show of his. Sun flopped down onto the couch, practically melting into the cheap fabric as he shoved a spoonful of food into his mouth with a soft hum of satisfaction.
Buster by now was asleep, snoozing peacefully to the left of him by the time he finished off the last few grains of his dinner. The TV had long since turned into a staticy mumble of background noise as he stretched his arms out into a wide yawn.
Standing up to dump his dish into the sink, Sun got dressed in his pajamas and wished the dozing dog goodnight.
He’ll have one hell of a morning tomorrow once that dog wakes up. A peaceful full night's rest is sure to rile that dog's energy up to eleven.
Sun will definitely have to look into further dog proofing his apartment, but until then all he hoped for was to wake up the next morning to a happy pup excited to see him.
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An alarm blared out loudly at 9AM sharp.
The groggy shuffling of several layers of blankets morphing around Sun like a crude snake made it difficult for him to move as he blindly reached over his nightstand to shut it off.
It may have been the weekend, but to prevent him from just laying in bed all day. He made it a goal to at least drag himself out of bed before ten, lest his sleep schedule for work get horrendously destroyed.
Begrudgingly, like every other weekend before this, Sun heaved himself out of bed and into his kitchen to prepare his usual half pot of coffee. Sleep still clung to his eyes as he pulled away his makeshift curtain.
But instead of heading straight into the tiled area of his home as he usually did, Sun stopped in his tracks.
Scrubbing away at his optics, he stared in disbelief at what he was seeing.
Barely peeking over the top of his couch was the tip of a person's head.
The shrill scream that escaped his voice box was something he’s yet to hear come out of him since his prepubescent years.
Quickly scrabbling to grab something to protect himself with, he ended up with the heaviest, bluntest possible item he had within arm’s reach.
A salt lamp.
More specifically, just the salt part itself without the lamp base.
The damn thing was being held awkwardly in Sun’s toothpick thin hands as he stared wide eyed at this intruder sitting casually on his couch.
Perking up from behind the cushions, a blue animatronic’s head popped out. A celestial model like himself, but based supposedly more around the night sky telling by the star dappled nightcap dangling lazily off his head.
The stranger's red eyes looked at Sun’s subtly trembling form up and down with an unimpressed expression. One of his arms was swung above the top of the couch as he straightened out his relaxed posture. “Hey,” The animatronic said simply.
Sun gawked at him, his mouth hanging open with several questions fluttering around his head, but each died on his lips as he sputtered to answer such a simple greeting. “Hey?? Who the hell are you! You can’t just break into a person's apartment and say, ‘Hey’ like you live here!” He shouted, clutching the salt lamp closer to himself.
The man shrugged, “I didn’t break in. I just wanted to start a nice conversation, and now you're yelling at me.” He shrugged with little enthusiasm. “I don’t want to be here, but the place isn’t half bad. So I’ve just been making myself comfy while waiting for you to wake up.” His hands brandished out with every word he spoke as if Sun was too clueless to understand what he meant by such vague words.
“Waiting for me to… w-what? I don’t know you! I’ve never seen you in my life!” Sun stammered. “Now get out..! I’m not afraid to chase you out myself.” He threatened, though it practically fizzled into nothing as the blue animatronic just snickered quietly to himself. Clearly amused by Sun’s bluff. His attempted menacing expression clearly only further made the man sitting on his couch laugh louder.
Wiping away a few artificial tears, the lunar bot chuffed. “Now let’s not be brash. I’m kinda hurt now, ya know? First I get run over, then I get kidnapped by some… middle aged man still living like a college student, and now you're threatening me? Bit harsh for someone that was pampering me not even ten hours ago.” The guy hummed, resting his chin on his arm that dangled off the back of the couch.
Sun’s eyes darted around the room.
This man was only further confusing him. Nothing looked damaged or broken. Let alone stolen!
What did this guy want? Was he just getting a rise out of breaking into people’s apartments and taunting them to their faces..?? He didn’t look high nor drunk, so this had to be purposeful.
“…I didn’t kidnap you.” Sun said simply, choosing to ignore the backhanded comments about his living situation. “And I would thoroughly remember if I was pampering some random guy last night. I think you’ve got the wrong apartment bud, so I think you should just leave.” He was starting to get a bit sick of this guy. He’s been beating around the bush about why he was here, and it was starting to unnerve Sun with how eerily calm he was about it.
The man sighed, reaching down towards his neck and fishing out what looked to be a thick choker dangling around his neck. “Buster, does that ring any bells? Cute name. Doesn’t exactly fit me though, Moon sounds a bit better in my opinion.” He chuckled softly, messing with the tag that Sun now recognized as the collar that he bought last night for Buster. “Cute color though, it matches my fur quite nicely.” The apparent ’Moon’ drawled out with a smirk, ignoring the horrified look on Sun’s face.
Sun stepped forward, his head craning over to look over the man’s body. And lo and behold, the dog wasn’t in the living room anymore.
Frantically turning his head to look around his apartment, he noticed that it was now devoid of Buster.
The brighter animatronic’s eyes snapped back onto Moon with a new fury. “What the hell did you do to my dog, you maniac! I don’t know what you’re playing at, but I’m drawing the line here. What do you even want from me, and where is my dog?!” Sun shouted, enough to even make Moon blink back a surprised expression.
The shock was quick to wear off though, as Moon just rolled his eyes and chuffed. “You’re getting a bit more heated than I was expecting. Didn’t expect it out of you. I appreciate the concern, but I’d rather explain myself really quick now before you decide to lodge that mineral into my motherboard. Mkay?” He ended with a click of his tongue, waving his hand back towards Sun as if to move him further than an arm’s length away from himself.
Standing from the couch and watching Sun carefully to make sure the animatronic didn’t suddenly lunge at him with the heavy decor. Moon brushed one of his hands over his forehead as if to slick back imaginary hair.
Once he pulled his hand away, two bent, fluffy black ears sat perfectly on the top of his head.
Sun stared.
Words were being muttered past his own lips, but even he didn’t make sense of them.
“What..” Sun muttered, slowly lowering the salt lamp. “But that’s not..”
“Dog shifter. Kinda like those cool superhero movies where a person can turn into whatever they want to? But instead of that, I just get to be a dog.” Moon shrugged, cutting him off. “Long story short, I’m the dog you hit with your car, or at least I think you hit me. It’s still all kinda fuzzy, but it’s sweet and all that you took me to the vet. Ya know, free health check up and updated vaccines for me, I guess.” Playing with the tag of the collar, his eyes suddenly lit up with something that Sun already knew wasn’t going to be good. “But wow, collaring me on our first night of knowing each other? At least take me on a date first or something.” He spoke with a smug smirk, clearly already pleased with whatever reaction he was going to pull out of Sun.
Sun recoiled back in disgust. His rays twitching with annoyance. “Ew, ew, ew, EW-! You’re insane, you’re honestly probably crazy too with this weird shifter magic stuff you’re spouting, and now you’re… what… flirting with me!?” He spat, stepping closer back towards the stranger.
Maybe he should just hit him over the head with the salt at this point. It sure seemed like the only logical option right now.
Moon waved his hands, backing away with each step Sun took. “Here! What can I do to prove I’m not lying? Want me to turn into this so called ‘Buster’ and do a few tricks for you?” He quipped sarcastically, though his voice now held faint hesitation. His eyes moving between Sun and the mineral that he held onto like his life depended on it.
Before Sun could answer his question, Moon was quick to transform anyway.
Probably just to make sure he didn’t get a four pound salt lamp to the head.
Within the blink of an eye, blue metal shifted into lush black fur, as the canine Sun had hit only two nights ago was now sitting right in front of him again.
Sun was left in stunned silence.
Shifting back with a hesitant grin, Moon leaned forward. His confidence came back like a burning ember in a bush fire as he saw Sun slowly place the salt lamp back down on the counter. “Is that enough to convince you?”
Earning a subtle nod from the solar bot, Moon was quick to flop back down onto the couch. Meanwhile, Sun stood awkwardly next to it by the arm part.
“…so,” he started hesitantly. “Do you.. want me to open the door and let you leave..?” Sun suggested, tugging at the hem of his graphic t-shirt.
Moon shrugs, “nah.”
Sun snaps out of his awkward daze and gapes at him. “What do you mean no?? Don’t you want to go back to your house or something?”
Moon shakes his head. “Mm, I honestly don’t have a place to stay. I just kinda free roam the streets as my dog persona and made myself a base in some random abandoned building.”
Okay, yeah. Sun was about to strangle this guy. Whether he be the cute dog he was taking care of last night or not.
Sun’s eye twitches. “Well, I can’t let you stay here for free? I have rent to pay, and I’m not feeding some random stranger, nor letting you stay here! Do you know how much those stitches and anesthesia cost??” Sun sputters, waving his arms around to a clearly uninterested Moon.
The darker bot simply threw some finger guns at him. Cocking his head to smile lazily at him. “And I appreciate that, man. That would’ve been a nasty thing to try to fix by myself. I’ll pay you back though, and I promise, I’ll even pay rent.”
Sun sneers. “Yeah, with what job? From what you’ve told me so far, you’re homeless.”
Moon lets out a mock gasp. “Wow, stereotypical much? I have a job, mind you. I work as a server at a mom and pop style restaurant. They pay me well, and I assure you I can probably afford rent. Look on the bright side too! If you let me stay, you’ll have such a cute dog to drag around and show off to some ladies! Girls love guys with dogs.” He fawned, clasping his hands together with a mocking coo.
Sun just stared at him before sighing. Whatever, it wasn’t even ten yet, and he was already tempted to throw himself back into bed after this conversation. “Fine, but you're sleeping on the couch.” He stated firmly, “We can split the rent, but you also have to help pay the electric and water bill as well. Also try to buy your own groceries, that shit is too expensive nowadays for me to be feeding two people.”
Moon looks up at him a bit shocked by his compliance but smiles nonetheless. He reaches out a hand to shake Sun’s, and the brighter bot hesitantly agrees.
“The name is Sun, by the way…” He muttered, grasping the offered hand with a nod.
Moon smiled, “Hm, I’m Moon, but I’m sure you’ve already figured that out.” Pulling away, the darker bot propped his arms behind his head. “Oh, by the way. You’ve gotta help me move my stuff out of the abandoned building before I sign any contracts.”
Sun blinks at him before a grimace comes over his face. “Damn it, whatever, fine-! It’s not like I wanted to relax peacefully by myself this weekend anyway.“