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Okay im remaking this blog lol, stay tuned.

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Would it be too predictable of me to make a sideblog for the digital circus muses lol

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" Why did I make a magical staircase descending into a maze-like labyrinth that may or may not have an end? For YOUR entertainment! "

" And there's something in there I think you'll want if you can find it~ haha! Good luck! "

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Kaufmo discovering Caine is an AI because he keeps telling Caine jokes that he just doesn't understand. Why was the broom late to work? It over-swept. Caine is blank faced. When Kaufmo goes to tell the others they don't believe him, but what if tricking the AI is what gets them out of there?

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Piercing blue eyes stare absently down the overly saturated hallway; he'd zoned out in the middle of her reply, completely missing the second half of what she said. Several seconds go by after she'd finished speaking, as he looks off at nothing (or was it everything?). And then, he blinks lazily.

His focus is back on her and he jumps like she'd come around the corner and scared him. Talk about 'distracted'.

"Oh! It's you," Her name escapes him at the moment, and he presses disembodied, white gloved hands together nervously, trying to remember.

"It's almost dinner time." How does he know that? There's no clocks on any of the walls; it's just a gut feeling, or a desperation for routine in an otherwise chaotic environment. "Gangle and I usually walk there together but... she's... not here."

That must be why he's standing here. A cautionary glance is thrown to his left, and then his right, but his friend is decidedly NOT HERE.

So, he turns back to the angel, and offers, "hey, do you want to walk with me to the mess hall today?"

"Oh, I didn't see you there."

"I've just been waiting here for Gangle. She said she'd be back, but that was five... maybe six hours ago now." He's quiet for a long, contemplative moment, touching his fingers together, "did you know there are 437 tiles in the ceiling?"

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"Gadzooks, it's pride month! What are YOU prideful for?!"

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" Guess what I got~ ta-da! "This kid is fast! She knit a whole sweater for your muse in, what, an afternoon?

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" we're sorry, but Caine.AI ran into an issue and needs to restart. If this error persists, contact the help desk at ■■■■! "

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im kinda inlove they turned out tasty

might make stickers out of them

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"I guess you're right..." her knees are pulled up to her chest, and she rests her chin there, "Dipper and I didn't talk for a whole week once." She draws in the dirt at her feet as she continues, "that wasn't a fun week. I was really glad we made up." She'd stubbornly refused to apologize until he apologized first, inadvertently dragging it out and causing more grief.

Thinking back on it now, this fight wasn't any worse than that one. There's really no reason for her to believe it's the end of the world, but when you're twelve, it's easy to blow things out of proportion.

"Thanks, Grunkle Ford. I appreciate it." She finally looks up at him, wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her sweater with a newfound determination. "I'm going to make Grenda the best darn apology card she's ever seen!"

With a heavy sigh, she accepts the soda and plays with the tab instead of opening it.

"Grenda and I got into a fight... a real fight. And... I think I really hurt her feelings." She feels awful about the whole thing. It hadn't been her intention, of course, but sometimes she just says stuff without really thinking. "I'm sorry, Grunkle Ford. You probably don't want to hear about all this girl stuff..."

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Despite her insistence that there wasn't a lot going on in her head, Moon couldn't agree. With a soft tut, he crossed his arms and tilted his head, the soft blue light from his eyes illuminating her face.

"You noticed something was wrong, and you were the only one who cared enough to fix it." Of course, the company cared only if it affected their bottom line, which it had started to, and their fix would probably mean throwing him in the scrap pile.

He's moving in slow circles around her, still just out of reach, even if she stood on her toes. "Empathy is a very admirable trait."

And one that he didn't see often. In their time here, even while in the thralls of his virus, Sun had encountered many people who lacked Empathy for their kids, or for each other, or the few human workers who still toiled away within these walls. Sun could pretend all he liked that it didn't bother him, but it did, and they both knew it.

He's quiet now as she goes through his riddle several times out loud, and when she doesn't quite reach the answer, he simply smiles and gestures to himself.

"Night," and then, with a perfect impression of Sun, although it sounds suspiciously like his counterpart is simply speaking through him, "and Day~!"

"Show me a word that rhymes with pavement, and I won't kill your parents."

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just a psa for you guys who are hard on yourselves!

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Should this act of kindness be rewarded by at least one night without his usual routine of causing mischief towards the night crew? Probably. And yet, as soon as the Daycare is bathed in darkness, it's the only thing on his mind.

Now that the hum of the florescent lights is replaced with silence (save for the faint but calculated jingle of bells as he ascends to the ceiling), he'd really be a fool not to take advantage of the situation.

And then, some of the lights fall suddenly from the wall they're hung from, landing a few feet away from where Bedeku is standing. He's crouched there, taking the nails out of the wall and tucking them away for safe disposal later, knowing damn well some poor sucker is going to have to put them up again in the morning. The poor sucker might even be Bedeku. But these aren't fair game, as far as he's concerned, and if a nuisance he must be to prove a point, he'll do it.

"Okay," says the Moon, finally, dropping another row of lights to the ground, "I won't say you never do anything for me."

If they do, there's a good chance they'll end up right back where they were tomorrow with management's insistence on making every inch of the Pizzaplex 'festive' for guests. Is this a battle worth fighting? Yes. With help, of course.

Sun has enough of the spotlight during the day, and now they've taken what little freedom Moon can enjoy during the night. He hates this time of year.

He barely peeks his head out from the dark corner, staring Bedeku down.

"Quickly." The hours are already whittling away. He points towards the circuit breaker on the wall, a quick and easy way to kill the power to everything at once.

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"How are you feeling? Bored? Restless? Weary? Tired? Is my simulation not stimulating enough for you?"

"Well, you just say the word, and we'll have games and activities for you to enjoy!"

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Come say hello on the whiteboard!

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" I advise you to stay inside today, and pardon the smoke! No need to panic, I'll take care of it! "

The entire circus tent is on fire. Caine wasn't even aware there COULD be fire, but once again, Bubble has managed to amaze and infuriate him ! When he gets his hands on his right-hand-man, he'll strangle him !