Sun And Moon Show

*Sun stares* That's it? They just- *shakes head* That's ridiculous.

*-Star nods.-* "I feel like there's more to it than that, but they just don't feel like telling me, ask Lunar." *-he giggles.-*

*Sun frowns* Lunar? Who's that?

*-Star does jazz hands.-* "anyways.." *-he grabs a bag of skittles from his pocket.-*

*Moon lets out an irritated sigh, clearly not amused by Star's antics. Solar just watches, unsure of what to do. Moon finally speaks up again, his voice still angry* "What are you doing with those skittles?"

*-Star looks at Moon, tilting his head.-* "I feel like there's only one logical thing to do with Skittles."

*BloodMoon panics* I'M INFECTED WITH THE SMELL OF DOG SHIT?!

*Sun quickly steps in front of the door* Not so fast! *He plants his hands on his hips* We still need to talk about that cigarette habit!

*-Star stares at him, deadpan.-* "so Moon and Solar can smoke, but I can't?"

*Sun's eyes widen* Wait, Solar smokes?!

*Sun quickly grabs Star's shoulder* Don't you dare encourage him! *He spins Star around to face him* And what exactly did you say about my brother?

*-Star shrugs.-* "mostly that he had the IQ of a sack of rocks and a particle physicist at the same time." *-he gestures at nothing in particular.-* "the man built a portal. .. in the ball pit. in the daycare."

*-Star slips between a family of four, running for Bonnie Bowl-*

*He shoulder-checks the father, sending him stumbling into his family. Monty shoves past them without a second glance, his eyes locked on Star.*

*-Star holds up his hand.-* "we've only known each other for 4 months, and you're talking about kicking the asses of people who are 50 years dead?"

It worked again! *Sun clutches his bells* You broke a god with the MACARENA!