This is my first story, so we'll be going on this journey together...
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Sun's POV
I stare in the mirror, enjoying how my own yellow and red color palette go well with the bright colors of the daycare that seem to follow me to my room. My bed can be seen behind me, that many people find to be 'obnoxiously bright.' They don't know what they're talking about!
I sigh, looking down at my hands resting on the counter. I stay in my room too much now. At least it's safer than going out there. The tension when I have to interact with my brother is strong enough to make even Monty walk out the room. I'm not even sure what went wrong?! I didn't do anything, I don't remember doing anything. I thought we were doing better! Turns out we haven't made as much progress as I thought...
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Flashback
"Don't act so innocent Sun! How can you not remember what you said to me?! You made it crystal clear that you meant it then, what's so wrong about admitting it now?" Moon yells, clearly hurt and confused, but angry beyond belief.
"What did I say? I swear I don't know what you're talking about! You know I would never want to hurt you, right brother...?" I plead desperately for him to listen, not knowing what he is yelling about. I know at the very least that I want to comfort my brother, despite whatever is happening.
My brother looks at me with disappointment evident in his eyes.
"I thought so too... Do whatever you want Sun, I don't care," Moon says defeatedly.
"Wait, brother! We can figure this out together...! Please...?"
I watch as my brother walks out the ginormous front doors of the daycare, not turning back. Tears start to fall down my face as I sob in confusion. I back into one of the play structures, sliding down it until I'm sitting down. What did I do...?
Flashback End
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I notice tears had started to fall down my face, the oil dripping onto the counter. Stretching my hands, I can feel the ache from gripping onto the dresser so hard. I can hear my brother in the next room, burying himself in his experiments again. I wish he wouldn't do that to himself. At least he's happy?
I sigh and lay down on my bed, having nothing better to do. Plugging myself up to charge, my eyes slowly flicker off in preparation to sleep. A hand reaches out to me as the alluring idea of a dreamless rest lulls me to sleep.
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Let me know if this is any good and if I should continue it. Also feel free to give me as much criticism as you wish, I will appreciate the feedback.
Fun Fact: This story is inspired by an interaction I had on Character AI with a bot of SAMS Moon.