The Very Noisy Night

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What’s wrong?” he asks immediately, grabbing Eddie’s arm and pulling him inside when Eddie doesn’t immediately step forwards on his own. He could feel Sun's confusion as he climbed inside, sealing the tent behind him. He took a seat cross-legged on the floor, lit by the gentle glow of the sun-ball in front of him. The tent was wide enough underneath that the both of them could fit together, if such a thing were possible, but only just tall enough that Moon had to sit a little slumped. He’s starting to feel less foggy in the head and realizes that he has absolutely no idea why he didn’t do that. It seems so obvious, now. “I don’t know.”

Yes. Right. Quiet. Warm. Restful.> Moon spread out his legs before lowering himself to the ground, gangly limbs curled up in the mound of clothes around the sun ball. There was a soft grumble of frustration somewhere deep internal. <...I'm too scared to go to sleep, Moony,> he replied, soft and timid. Conventions: There is a lot of punctuation in this book used properly, which would help support a better understanding of the function of punctuation in writing.By the time he was done, it had really taken shape. A large tent made of a hapdash mishmash of different items, piled high with essentially all of the fabric available in the daycare. A colorful mix of blankets hung off of the sides, dotted occasionally with the odd princess dress or cowboy pants. Another deafening boom shook the walls of the daycare, causing Moon to leap up several feet in surprise for about the twentieth time that night. The summer storm overhead had been raging for hours, and the thunder and lightning was near constant. The Pizzaplex still had power, for now, though it was nearing two in the morning and the daycare's lights were off, leaving Moon in charge. you should use this tent with the kids,> Sun offered, a little embarrassed, a little deflecting, overwhelmingly grateful. Moon gave a soft, audible shh in response before resuming his tune. Out loud, Moon softly hummed some gentle notes, a familiar lullaby he would often sing to his naptime group. There was a sense of amusement from his other half as Moon began his song; now that he was finally calming down, it was at last hitting Sun just how much Moon had been treating him like one of his children, doing whatever it took to put him down for a nap.

Sun didn't immediately reply, but Moon could sense his curiosity, anxious, but tentatively inquisitive. he began, but was cut off by another strike of thunder. Delightful story about a fearful little mouse who keeps hearing noises - “Sssh, what was that?!” - and is a great book to teach children that the noises you hear at night are usually harmless! It has a good repetitive dialogue which has helped our sons language skills, and the various sound effects which he loves joining in with - when the branch tap tap taps the window, that’s his cue to tap tap tap on our headboard! Word Choice: The words are age appropriate, rich, colorful, as well as precise, and communicates in a way that moves and enlightens the reader.Thinking may be hard, but Eddie’s not stupid even so. He knows he can’t drive like this. So he’ll just have to walk. He knows the way. He could feel Sun's hesitance, but also the slight relaxation of his hold over Moon's running processors. <...it is quieter in here,> he finally agreed. I hate storms,> he muttered lowly, almost a whisper, highly uncharacteristic of the bright and vibrant animatronic. Moon couldn't help but soften at that, slumping a little. Not that this is going to happen. Besides, he tries to scold himself with the rational part of his brain, he’s used to taking care of himself.