The sun and the moon (one on on (Closed stalkers welcome)

“No you didn’t. You’re just going insane.” She whispered.

Moony sighed and looked at the toad. “Perhaps we should try and seek shelter.”
The “green thing” croaked in agreement.

“Noooo don’t leave!” Echo cried out quietly.

Moony glanced up. “There it is again. Perhaps we truly should go, dirt-planet animal.”

“Perhaps you shouldn’t.” She replied.

Moony raised an eyebrow at the toad. It croaked dolefully again.

Echo frowned slightly at the boys appearence. “He doesn’t look like an Earth boy..” She took in his sliver clothes and black and white hair. Suddenly she gasped loudly and covered her mouth.

Moony looked up and around. His eyes were a pitch-black color, which oddly fit with his features and hair.
“What was that?”

“But, But the moon is..” She looked up and the sky, then looked back down at the ground. “Down there! So how..” She trailed off, looking back at the boy, her eyes narrowed.

The toad croaked and looked up where she was.
“Yes, I hear it too, dirt-planet animal.”

“I’ve never seen one of them before..” She said, looking down on the boy curiously.

Moony glanced this way and that. He could hear someone talking, but he wasn’t entirely sure where it was coming from.
His toad hopped out of his hands. Moony gasped and caught the toad.

Echo giggled and watched him looking around. “Crazy moon boy..”

The toad croaked angrily up at him as Moony shifted his grip.
“Dirt-planet inhabitant, I command you to stay with me.”

“Boring..” Echo sighed and looked up at the sky, singing to herself.

Croak! The toad snapped.
Moony gasped, offended. “How dare you?”

“The green thing can’t talk..” She sang, her head resting in her hands.

The toad croaked some more, unhappily shifting in Moony’s hands.
Moony huffed. “Very well, I will let you go.” He let the toad hop away.

“Bye bye green thing..” She waved a little, watching it hop away.

Moony sighed and looked down at his slimy hands. “Now I am alone, and with slimy hands.”

“Wash them in the water moon boy.” She suggested.

Moony didn’t hear her, but washed them off in the stream anyway. He hummed happily, pulling his hands out of the stream. They were nice and clean again.

“Why can’t you see me? Am I invisible moon boy?” She sighed, staring down at him.

Moony stood up slowly and stretched. “Well. Time to look for another companion.”

“What about me?” She asked, mostly to herself.

Moony rose an eyebrow and looked around. He only saw bushes and an oddly shaped stick coming from a bush.

"Hellooo." She smiled down at the moon boy, pretending he had seen her.

Moony looked at the bush and approached it. “This dirt-planet plant is attempting to talk to me?”

"Moon boy isn't very smart, is he?"

Moony furrowed his brows. “That is not a nice way to refer to a new-being on your planet.”