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He's starting up the music. The Moonbot Band are tuned up and ready to go, the Moon Mice dressed in their very best, and MiM--

Well, he's done his best with what he's got, which is to say he's given himself a faint dusting of blush and put on some of his father's aftershave.

It was a little harder to put some bowties on the Lunar caterpillars, but they cooperated with a blatant vibe of some peach tree leaves.

"Are we all ready?"

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Moonphase Choker 🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘

But is it worth losing your head over?

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Counterbalance.

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Rock-a-bye baby, all stars’ delight. While the world turns, the Moon will shine bright. When up the sun comes, all yellow and gold, Down will come baby, Moon Clipper’s own…

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"It's far from my place to judge, of course. You all just keep on doing what you're doing, bless your hearts."

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incredible.

based on this:

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nightlight and manny are vulnerable to the st patty's day pinching for not wearing green! sorry, guys. PINCH

"Jack, I-- ow," MiM interrupts himself, blinking up in befuddlement at the young man for pinching his wrist. "Uh. May I ask what that's about, sweetheart?"

Nightlight snickers from where he's perched nearby, only to yelp when Jack gets him, too. No fair!

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“Yes, the Moon does do that sometimes, it’s got to do with the way light refracts off your planet’s atmosphere and interacts with the dust up on the surface—

Huh?

What— no, for— engines below, no, the Moon is not made of cheese.”

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red velvet nightlight……….. strawberry cheesecake manny……………….

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Nightlight has an odd look on his face and a bit of a tinge to his glow.

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"Bapby," Nightlight chirps back, de-loafing to instead try to weasel his way on top of Jack. "Maa~aah."

Get NUZZLED, doofus.

BIIIIG stretch!

Nightlight uncoils entirely, long body seemingly elongating even further as he arches and twists before collapsing back in on himself, absently licking his chops as he settles into a comfortable loaf.

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BIIIIG stretch!

Nightlight uncoils entirely, long body seemingly elongating even further as he arches and twists before collapsing back in on himself, absently licking his chops as he settles into a comfortable loaf.

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Lemme repeat that picture, in case there's an issue with the link:

woolly. mice.

ok, capitalism is doing its horrible things and politics are terrible and oppression and bigotry are running rampant.

but.

we now live in a world with woolly mice.

Make sure to notice the good things in between panicking sessions.

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"Be honest..

..you missed me~"

“I feel like I probably would have.”

Lunar sighs to himself as he fidgets with his signet ring, heat flushing his face. It’s nothing against Sterling, really, but being called out like this is—

His lone curl sticks to his forehead. He really should slick it back or just cut it or something already.

“It’s the darnedest thing, Ster. One moment I was up in the alchemical labs overseeing Nightlight’s recovery, and then- then I woke up in bed, my shoes still on. He must’ve climbed out of the suspension tank when I passed out and tucked me in like he used to do. I’ve missed almost, what, three years? Four? Not the longest span it’s ever been, but usually I can stave off sleeping like that by taking a nap every week or so. Trying to match a human schedule is… I know I shouldn’t, but I feel obligated to. They live such fast, short lives. I miss so much.”

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"Be honest- are you really up there? Man in the Moon?"

The Moon looks down upon the Earth from her gentle orbit, an attentive dance partner even after all these years.

Tonight a waxing crescent, a knowing smile nestled among the stars and slightly overcast weather. Never quite the same each time you look up at it, never quite as you remember, though surely, you think, it must be a trick of the late night and your long day.

Something on the edge of a crater glints. Confirmation? Or conspiracy?

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send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

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"How curious- a Nightlight, sulking and pouting? ..is Katherine about, then, did she tell you no bedtime stories? Hm? Or were you denied a snack."

Bright lights cast deep shadows. Or something.

Nightlight shuffles around on his perch to regard Pitch with narrowed, wary eyes, the slit of his pupil just barely visible. Katherine was not a name he liked to hear upon those gray-stained lips.

But she is her own person, as much as she is his Katherine, and she has her own obligations to attend to. She can read to him at any time, considering he didn’t really sleep.

After a moment, the moonbug cocks his head as if to invite Pitch to sit on the stump with him. There’s enough space for two skinny immortals to share.