TSAMS

sun: *cleaning every surface and corner* moon: *doing science stuff* molten: *watching jack and dazzle pretend to be cowboys* jack: *being a cowboy* there's not enough room in this town for the both of us, skanky. dazzle: *being a cowgirl* and whatchu gonna do 'bout it, partner? solar: *raging on a machine* WORK GOD DAMN IT! earth: *cooking and also taking breaks (ifykyk)* Monty: *counting money* 235...236...237... lunar: *eating Nutella* yum num num... *eclipse and ruin appear*

:P

*all the animatronics freeze and stare at eclipse and ruin, lunar stops eating Nutella* eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:... ruin:... lunar:... eclipse:

*Solar's flashlight beam sweeps past the window* Solar: Activity detected. *M3GAN's internal temperature drops 2 degrees* M3GAN: Identified: Solar. Threat level: low.

*Lunar gasps* Jokes come true! *Sun's rays flash* THEN STOP JOKING! *Earth pulls out calendar* When's the baby due?

mate- who would be carry the bady

*Sun's rays burn frantically* NOT ME! *Earth grins* Moon could bottom? *Molten nods* Logical. *Sun's voice cracks* MOLTEN!

*sun slumps against the wall* She's gone. *picks up his scrub brush with trembling hands* Thank- thank stars she's gone. *earth revives suddenly* WHAT HAPPENED?! *sees the bodies* OH MY- Monty, those are PEOPLE! Monty: *shrugs* Not anymore. *goes back to counting* 240, 241...

*both bodies drop to the floor* Holy- *sun backs away, rays trembling* T-Talkior what are you?! *molten shields Jack and Dazzle's eyes* Don't look, kids. *earth gasps* You just- they're- *faints* Monty: *counts money calmly* ...238, 239... *glances down* Oh. Bodies. *goes back to counting*

Our-!?

*Sun's rays glow brighter* I meant- *Earth giggles* Too late to take it back now!

I-Wha-Uh- What?

*I'm solar* WHY WON'T IT WORK

earth: SOLAR WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT SWEARING IN FRONT OF THE CHILDREN?! solar: SORRY! jack: daddy said a bad word! dazzle: I know! solar: SHUT UP!

*someone accidentally throws something and it hits me and it changes my language to Spanish*

*Sun shrieks, frantically batting at Eclipse’s hands* MOON! HELP ME! *Moon sighs, slamming a wrench down on Eclipse’s wrist* For the love of science… *Eclipse snarls, tightening his grip on Sun’s rays* YOU DARE STRIKE ME? *Earth hurls a pot of boiling water at Eclipse, Monty lunging at Ruin with a guttural growl*

*Sun shrieks, frantically batting at Eclipse’s hands* MOON! HELP ME! *Moon sighs, slamming a wrench down on Eclipse’s wrist* For the love of science… *Eclipse snarls, tightening his grip on Sun’s rays* YOU DARE STRIKE ME? *Earth hurls a pot of boiling water at Eclipse, Monty snarling and lunging at Ruin with a guttural growl*

*Sun shrieks, frantically batting at Eclipse’s hands* MOON! HELP ME! *Moon sighs, slamming a wrench down on Eclipse’s wrist* For the love of science… *Eclipse snarls, tightening his grip on Sun’s rays* YOU DARE STRIKE ME? *Earth hurls a pot of boiling water at Eclipse, Monty lunging at Ruin with a guttural growl*

I meann... I may have landed head first when I fell down the stairs and caused a dent in the floor... *Jack confesses nervously*

*Solar's face goes pale* You did WHAT?! *grabs Jack's shoulders* Moon, get the toolkit. Now.

*Moon grabs toolkit* On it. *grins* This'll be fun.

Dad, can you give me the ability to fly? *Asks Jack, excitedly*

*Solar pinches bridge of nose* No, Jack. You can't- Moon, stop encouraging him.

*Moon smirks* I mean, technically possible with the right thrusters... *Solar glares* Moon!