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... Perhaps he should take a moment to recover, then go back to bed. It wouldn't do anyone any good if he collapsed...

He wasn't too far away yet... He could always lay back down. No one would think less of him for being mindful of his limitations.

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He wasn't too far away yet... He could always lay back down. No one would think less of him for being mindful of his limitations.

Moon was fast asleep across the room, cradling Cassidy... Sun was practically comatose beside him still, radiating heat... and Vanessa probably wasn't doing all that hot either, seeing as she had an untouched bowl of rice on the bedside table beside her.

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The short 80s carpeting covering the floor didn't provide much cushioning... but nor did it present much of a trip hazard.

Sun didn't budge, not noticing the movement beside him or the sudden lack of presence there.

Moon was fast asleep across the room, cradling Cassidy... Sun was practically comatose beside him still, radiating heat... and Vanessa probably wasn't doing all that hot either, seeing as she had an untouched bowl of rice on the bedside table beside her.

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If he couldn't, certainly no one would blame him for it... Chica would come by again eventually, or Moon would wake up, and then Sun and Vanessa and even he would all be taken care of.

He could rest if he needed to.

Moon was fast asleep across the room, cradling Cassidy... Sun was practically comatose beside him still, radiating heat... and Vanessa probably wasn't doing all that hot either, seeing as she had an untouched bowl of rice on the bedside table beside her.

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... There was probably at least one thing he could do, though - replace the ice packs. Or at least Sun's. He had to be practically burning through them all...

Moon was fast asleep across the room, cradling Cassidy... Sun was practically comatose beside him still, radiating heat... and Vanessa probably wasn't doing all that hot either, seeing as she had an untouched bowl of rice on the bedside table beside her.

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Moon was fast asleep across the room, cradling Cassidy... Sun was practically comatose beside him still, radiating heat... and Vanessa probably wasn't doing all that hot either, seeing as she had an untouched bowl of rice on the bedside table beside her.

Moon stroked her back, his fingers shifting slowly up, down, and up again.

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Vanessa's medicine would be taking effect... and if she woke up hungry, there was still the bowl of rice on the bedside table. Eclipse was more lucid than before, and would probably be back on his feet very soon. And hopefully Sun would be able to hold out until either Chica came around again or Moon woke up.

Moon stroked her back, his fingers shifting slowly up, down, and up again.

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If they did... hopefully Chica would be around to aid them soon. But as for him, he soon nodded off, his arms still encircling Cassidy.

Moon stroked her back, his fingers shifting slowly up, down, and up again.

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Gradually, Moon's movements slowed, then stilled...

Before long, he'd probably be asleep himself.

Moon stroked her back, his fingers shifting slowly up, down, and up again.

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Moon stroked her back, his fingers shifting slowly up, down, and up again.

Moon stroked her head again... and soon, Charlie was slipping out the door and out of sight.

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And Moon intended to keep it that way, at least until the medicine kicked in.

In the meantime, he shuffled back over to the chair, sinking down with Cassidy. She still needed to have lunch... but this was already more activity than he'd had in several days.

Moon stroked her head again... and soon, Charlie was slipping out the door and out of sight.

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Right... In fact, seeing her so upset was agitating him, too... But being upset wouldn't help her. So he shoved his feelings down, trying to be as gentle and considerate as possible as he brought her back to the nap room with him.

Moon stroked her head again... and soon, Charlie was slipping out the door and out of sight.

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Moon rocked her a bit in his arms, shifting lightly from foot to foot... before turning to step back towards the Daycare.

More time... She just needed more time...

Moon stroked her head again... and soon, Charlie was slipping out the door and out of sight.

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Moon stroked her head again... and soon, Charlie was slipping out the door and out of sight.

Charlie's fingers curled snugly around hers... and for the first time since her arrival, the plastic smile of the puppet seemed genuine.

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Charlie waved again, a little warmer this time, and turned to go.

Charlie's fingers curled snugly around hers... and for the first time since her arrival, the plastic smile of the puppet seemed genuine.

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Charlie nodded in return.

"I'll see you soon. Promise."

Charlie's fingers curled snugly around hers... and for the first time since her arrival, the plastic smile of the puppet seemed genuine.

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Charlie squeezed her hand once... before letting go again.

"Whenever you're ready to play again... just let me know. Okay...?"

Charlie's fingers curled snugly around hers... and for the first time since her arrival, the plastic smile of the puppet seemed genuine.