Only The Sun Can Make Shadows

by im_infamous

Summary:

You loved everything Fazbear themed growing up! Now, adulthood has hit, and you need money bad. So, when a job opening comes up for a Fazbear nightguard, hours matching yours perfectly, and little to no human interaction involved, you can't say no! Just when you think it'll be easy, though, Fazbear throws more than a couple surprises at you.

Notes:

Just starting this fic out!! Let me know if we enjoy my set-up for it, and hopefully this can become a fully fleshed work!

Chapter 1: Bright, Bright Lights

You were nervous for your first day. To be fair, most people are. This was different, though. You needed this job so badly, that exact fear settling in as you stare up at the massive glowing sign: Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex. You interviewed, fought with everything in you, and now you were actually here! It was sort of surreal, somewhat dreamlike. Days, sitting in your room, biting your nails in anticipation. The keys in your hand softly jingled as you shakily brought them to the door. 

 

The dark, stunning night sky coated your world in perpetual darkness. There was always something beautiful about the night, to you. The stars called out to you, in a way, like a comforting blanket pulled flush over your nerves. It was enough for you, staring into the glowing sky, to get the courage to insert the key into the lock. The big doors opened with a creak, and the room you entered lit up with bright, white lights. Another set of metal doors, and a card reader. 

 

This was just another step, you told yourself. Another motion to go through before your feet would finally touch real Fazbear floors. The view of the inside could be seen through slightly dirtied glass, empty yet full with bright lights. Pinks and reds and greens, all neon and staring at you, as if you were important at all. It filled you with childlike, giddy excitement. Of course, Fazbear had gone through it’s few scares. What, with the fires and deaths. You still remembered this place vividly, from when you came as a kid. Many birthdays were spent chowing on Fazbear pizza, stuffing your face with Fazbear cake. When the job opened up, you just had to take it.

 

Truth is, you’ve always had trouble with finding work. You weren’t often a fan of waking up early, and you had little knowledge when it came to working with real people. Any customer service job ended with you quitting, or getting fired due to defending yourself against vile customers. It led you to the realization that sometimes, humankind could be awful. But, with little money, and a growing worry for your own living situation, you bounced from job to job.

 

As you slid your keycard through the scanner, you held onto the hope that this time would be different. This time there would be no aggravating people, or early mornings. The job description fits you perfectly, and you couldn’t be more excited. Well, it would help if you stopped shaking so much. Probably, yeah. But you couldn’t help it. As the door opened to let you in, nothing changed. There were still all the neon's from through the windows, and the space hadn’t gotten any bigger, but a giant grin still spread along your giddy face. 

 

With cheeks dusted such a cute pink, you opened up your Fazwatch for instructions on what to do next. Your heart jumped, as well as your body, when the door behind you shut. The area was eerily quiet. In all your memories of the place, Fazbear entertainment was filled with laughter and music. Now, after closing, it’s an incredibly different atmosphere. The tiled floor of the retro-themed room squeaks as your shoes skid along it. Every breath you give is louder than anything else around you, and the rooms are creepily still.

 

All your Fazwatch shows you is a map, and tells you just to settle in for your first night. Not too much of a problem, everything seemed to be easy enough.

 

You look around, full of earnest and innocent intrigue. Truth be told, while you visited old Freddy’s back when you were a kid, this was the first time you were really seeing the Plex outside of photos. Your interview was online, so all you got was small tidbits of the background. You knew of all the animatronics, as well, but had never met them. Some familiar faces, like Chica and Freddy. Some new ones, as well. 

 

Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex was a relatively new location that had just started up recently, after the downfall of their last main idea. The building itself was huge, filled with high-tech AI animatronics. That’s where you came in, and what your job entailed. You were essentially a nightguard, with a semi-strange task list compared to what a normal guard would be put up to. You had the strict duty of checking in with all animatronics, primarily the one in the daycare. As well as keeping tabs on things in the building. 

 

Report if something goes wrong, etc. You take a deep breath. That’s all this is. In, and out. You put some pep in your step, somehow finding impossible confidence as you carry on down towards your first destination: The daycare. A place where personally, you haven’t even seen in pictures. You did your best to get information on the area before your first day, and hardly found even a picture. From what you could tell, it seemed to be less considered than other areas of the Plex. 

 

The animatronic running it was deemed “The Daycare Attendant” (DA): Otherwise known as Sun. You saw pictures of him online, dressed in a dazzling yellow to match the name. Bright, shiny metal rays poking out of his head that resembled such. Big, poofy carnival-themed pants that bunched around his ankles, textured with orange and yellow stripes that led down. And, of course, who could forget, his gleeful, even slightly cheeky, infamous grin. 

 

Out of everyone, he was the one you were most excited to meet. Half because of his design, and half because he was one of the new ones. No other Fazbear location had a DA, nor an official daycare. Which, now thinking about it, didn’t make a lot of sense considering Fazbear caters to younger children. A daycare only feels fitting. From your understanding of how it works, parents will drop their kids off, and then pick them up before closing. After closing, however, you have no clue what the Daycare Attendant gets up to. For all you know, he could be a totally different robot. 

 

That’s another reason you took this job, you realize as you start your trek towards the daycare. It genuinely intrigues you how the animatronics act when no one else is around. Do they need to rest? Are they programmed to be the same performer they usually are.. Even when there’s no one around? Do they have secrets, stuff they only do when they’re all in their lonesome? What happens after the lights go out?

 

You’ve come to the understanding that the Plex is really, REALLY big. It takes minutes of walking just to get to the daycare, albeit getting lost the way didn’t quite help. You may have a map on your wrist, but the lights distracted you, entrapped you in their own little world. It was hard to focus on where you were going, but you got here eventually. Opening up the doors, it was somehow brighter than the main area. While out there, the neon lights were bright, but the yellow ones were slightly dimmed. Stepping into the daycare felt like you were outside again. 

 

Bright yellow stars on the light gray walls, eyes squinting on command as you gazed upon the daycare. A huge, giant spotlight pointed to a platform, and your eyes trailed up. Dark red, royal curtains, and a balcony way up high. Even more important, however, is the animatronic standing there so suddenly. Like the star of the show, and your eyes widened instantaneously. It all happened so fast, with a swoosh, a gust of wind, and suddenly he was standing right in front of you. 

Sun was much, much taller now that he was on your level. From afar, he looked normal. Close up, like this, it was almost scary how heavily he towered over you. “Oh, silly human!” His cheery voice, at such a high pitch it rang through your ears. A large, toothy smile that pierced through you like ice. “Silly, silly!” And a piper giggle. “What are you doing here so–” And suddenly, silence.

 

There was a moment where nothing happened, where you waited for the animatronic to continue. And, quickly, the bot began to move. With a low hunch forward, it grasped its face with both hands, metal scraping metal. “No, no!” He yelled, “Being in the daycare past closing is against the rules !” Sun’s tone became more frantic, more fearful. His robotic eyes widened as he stared down at you. “This–This will not do!” He screamed, and suddenly ginormous robotic hands grasped at your sidearms and hoisted you in the air. 

 

With a gasp, you were brought upwards. Feet lifting off the ground, and you felt fragile because of it. “Wait! Wait! Put me down!”

 

“We do not tolerate rule- rule- rule breakers!” The voice box he came equipped with cracked, stuttering out violently as his fingers gripped you tighter. Cold, metal, and big. You felt them heavily even through the thin fabric of your shirt. 

 

“No, no!” You were quick to come to your own defense, even though the initial shock of the situation left you frozen in his grasp. Your back hit the daycare doors with a thump, and you whimpered out as the cold metal of them melted into you. Your whole body was shivering, cold from both his touch and the door. Looking up at him with pleading eyes, and a very nervous laugh. “Please, I’m supposed to be here! I work here now!”

 

Sun faltered in his movements. The grips on your arms loosened, not enough to set you free. Your small legs dangled above the padded floors, your heart racing. His animatronic eyes scanned you all over, and you suddenly felt more exposed than before. “See?” You tilted your head down, motioning towards the Fazbear shirt you’re sported with. “Please believe me.”

 

A few hums, some ticks, and no emotions to be found in his gaze. Until, finally. “Oh, friend!” The chipper voice returned. “Friend, friend, friend! Hello!” Rather than pressed against the door, he was quick to pull you in for a hug. “I’m sorry, sorry, sorry!” Another giggle as he squeezes you tight. “Please forgive me! Haven’t had visitors for so long during the night time!”

 

You let out a choked breath, struggling underneath his grasp on you. “No, no, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have barged in on your space, I’m the one who should apologize to you.”

 

Noticing your struggle, he finally set you down. Your mind felt dizzy, and it was relieving to be on solid ground once again. “Oh, sweet- sweet sundrop! So very kind!” A finger of his went to softly boop your nose, a surprisingly very gentle feeling compared to the hug. “What fun!” He let out a sweet laugh. “Such fun! Haven’t seen such a sweet face in ages! I am the Daycare Attendant! My name is Sun!! You, pretty sundrop?”

 

All the compliments made your head spin. You brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, and smiled nervously at the floor. “Aubrey,” You spoke softly, a little embarrassed. You thought back to what he said, and looked up at him full of curiosity. “You haven’t seen anyone in ages?”

 

“Kids, kids, kids!” He did a spin, singing softly before directing his attention back to you. “But no, no, not a night worker! Not such a cutie! Been many, many months!” His eyes looked up, supposedly lost in thought. “Are you here just to play with me!?” Sun sounded happy at just the very idea. “All mine, mine, mine?”

 

Unfortunately, you had to explain the truth. “Well… Not necessarily, no.” His smile may not have dropped, unsure if it even could, but you didn’t miss the way he faltered. “But you are my top priority! I was told that the daycare is hardly managed anymore.” As you looked around, you noticed how tidy the place was. “Although.. It seems like you have it all under control.”

 

“Yes!” Sun pipes up, “There are three basic rules!” He swiftly kneeled down in front of you, holding his fingers up as he counted down the rules. “One: Cleanliness! Mess is a big no-no!” His face spun around. “Two: No trespassers! Obviously!” His grin got wider. “And three: Always keep the lights on, on, on!” 

 

I couldn’t help but give a soft laugh at his childish nature, finding it to be quite calming. It felt as if my worries from earlier had all dried away. You didn’t know what to expect with the Daycare Attendant, but you were warming up to him. “Why do you always keep the lights on? Wouldn’t that be wasteful?” I trail my gaze up his wide, metal arms, to his bright yellow face. “Is it for you? I know you’re themed around the sun, but I don’t know how serious they put that into your design.”

 

“Mnnn.. Yes, lights on, lights on.” Sun’s voice shifted. It was still loud, and happy, but there was a taste of something else. “You wouldn’t want to meet him. Not now, no!”

 

“Him?” You couldn’t help but indulge in your curiosity, you wanted to learn everything. He was silent for a moment, seemingly unwilling to speak as dead eyes bored into you.

 

The animatronic stood up, and took you in his arms. With a yelp, you were up in the air again, this time much higher. Swinging on a wire, up to his balcony where the both of you overlooked the entire daycare. You felt so small in his hold, and wondered how the children felt. This time, as he held you, it wasn’t cold. It was warm, even. He allowed both of your feet to touch the ground, and you couldn’t help but stare down at the daycare. Behind you, stood Sun, careful with the way his large hands grazed over your hips for safety. 

 

It sent a weird feeling down your spine, as well as the idea that you weren’t getting an answer to your previous question. The ball pit, the structures, the section for nap time. Everything. The daycare, besides being bright, was adorable. “This place is so huge.” You whispered. Suddenly, spinning around to face him, you smiled brightly. “And cool!” You couldn’t help but feel the same childish glee come across you again. It had been bubbling up ever since you entered the building. 

 

Sun’s hands along your waist heated up more, to the point it made your skin flush pink, unused to both the physical touch, but also the warmth. His eyes scanned you up and down once more, and you couldn’t help but wonder what he was processing as he was doing that. “This is my most favorite place to be!” He pulled you close, spinning you around once more so your back was pressed flush against his metal waist. Sun’s long arms extended out, gesturing to the room below. “At the tippity top!”

 

It was your turn to giggle, and you tilted your head up to look at him with tears in your eyes. You hated how emotional you could be, but it was just so overwhelming. You weren’t expecting Sun to be like this, or for your past to come into play. It was exhilarating, and it excited you so. “I can see why.” You said finally, through giddy teeth. Face flushed pink, you leaned into the heat radiating off him. “Do you really do all this alone?”

 

His eyes were almost a pure white, a dusty blue color depicting where he’s looking. “W- W- Well, I have some help! Some, some. Not much.” His faceplate began to spin as you rested your head against him, trying not to crane your neck too heavily. “I had- had a partner.”

 

Remembering before, when he shot down your attempt to pry, you realized it was better not to. You simply hummed, and smiled at him softly. “Well, Sun, I should get to introducing myself to the other animatronics, don’t you think?” While his smile didn’t fall, his demeanor did. The vibe around you two suddenly changed, and you were quick to add on. “I can come back before I leave, promise!”

 

“Oh, wonderful!” And, once more, you were up in the air. It felt like this would just be something you’d have to get used to, as you were spun around in quick succession. The wind flowed through your hair, and you nervously smiled down at the animatronic. “Yes, you must! I hope you know we take promises very, very seriously here in the daycare!” As he placed you down, he leaned in. “Breaking a promise is just as bad as breaking a rule!” It was almost cute, the way he giggled after. 

 

You stifled a laugh, and moved instead to shoot him a thumbs up. “It’s a great thing I don’t plan on breaking it then, yeah?” You grinned, and he froze for just a moment. “Mind getting me back on ground level, big guy?” Sun gave a nod, wrapping a sly arm around your waist and jumping off the plattform. With a soft scream, you dug your face into his shoulder plate, hair shooting up as you flew through the air. You hadn’t realized how tightly you were gripping onto him until he situated back on the ground. 

 

“Does my friend have a fear of heights?” Sun asked, voice curious, yet high as usual.

 

Another nervous laugh, one of many you’ve given this evening. Your hand rubs the back of your neck awkwardly. “Just a bit. It’s not a problem, though, really. I trust you not to drop me!” And a reassuring smile. 

 

Sun hops on one leg, switching in a little dance. “Thank you, thank you!” He practically cheers. “So sweet, Sundrop, please come back soon!”

 

It’s saddening, a little, how desperate he seems to be for just an ounce of attention. You eye him, a soft smile on your face, and a pleasant wave given before you leave the room. He stands there watching you the entire time, and you wonder if he’s actually thinking about anything. You wonder how advanced the AI is, and if he can even think for himself like that?

 

It seems to be the case, what with the way he favorites a certain spot, or the way he feels about his mystery partner. It seemed as if, for a moment there, Sun had real human emotions. A part of you thought it to never be possible, but this opened your eyes to something brand new. And, in general, it was a good experience. Sun was so nice, even complimenting you. You didn’t know what to expect, and this blew it out of the park. 

 

With high, high hopes, you ventured to visit the others.

Chapter 2: A Friend in the Dark

Notes:

wow! you meet the glamrocks! and they are.. well.. uh.. certainly something!

The Glamrocks are a group of animatronics that are vaguely inspired by the old animatronics from past locations. You were excited to meet them, too. So, so many memories of old Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and even Foxy before he went out of commission. You had certain favorites, of course, but it’s been forever since the last time you’ve met them all. 

Heels clicking on tiled floors, you carried down to the main stage. Your Fazwatch was alerting you that four animatronics were there. Very thankfully, it was also telling you the fastest method of travel. It was nerve-wracking, truly. What if they didn't like you, y'know? You idolized them, truly, because of how genuinely impactful they had been to your childhood. While, yes, things had changed, and time had moved on; Freddy Fazbear's wasn't all like how you remembered it. No Bonnie, no Foxy. You still wanted not only the familiar animatronics to enjoy your company, but the newbies as well.

As you pushed open the door to the main dining hall, your breath was cut short as soft, innocent eyes gazed upon the room. It was much, much better than the pictures. Bigger, and brighter. Lights and panels, and the stage, of course. The outline of four animatronics standing on top of it, mimicking the old location you remembered so fondly as a kid. Remembering what it was like, as a tiny child, to gaze up at the original band. It was surreal, standing here, almost. A part of you even felt like you shouldn't be here, like you were trespassing on property undeserving of your body. This was such a new feeling for you, so overwhelming. It quite literally shook you to your very core. 

So many memories began to flood violently into your conscience. Moments from when you were just tiny, free of responsibility and the hardships life could bring. Birthday parties where you were the star, and you were being sung to. It made you wonder if they would sing to you in the future, maybe even tonight. If you could ask, and they'd agree. This was mostly what you were thinking about as you began walking through the long room, slowly making your way to the stage. 

It really did bring the question.. would they sing if you asked? It's technically after hours, their break time. Like how humans live normal lives during the day, they have theirs during the nighttime. Do they value that time, and tire of entertaining, like humans tire of their day jobs? Sun, earlier, was so full of energy, yet so reserved. He was playful, and happy. Giddy, excitable, bright like the big ball in the sky. When prodded about personal questions, he hesitated. Maybe even for a small moment, he wasn't as bright as he was programmed to be. 

It began to eat at your brain. Were the animatronics more human than you remember them to be? Of course, they're programmed to be specific, right? Sun is so bubbly purely because he's made to be so. It was a thought you'd definitely have to return to later on, after you introduced yourself to the Glamrocks. Because, before you even made it halfway to the stage, they must've noticed you on their sensors. Montgomery Gator. "Ahhh, what do we have here? Lil' bunny in a nest full of predators!" It was glamorous, the way his voice boomed through the empty hall. His large, clawed feet hit the floor with enough oomph to thoroughly shake you, and suddenly he was charging for you. 

He trapped you as you were suddenly pinned to a nearby table, a gasp escaping you as robotic green arms slammed on either side of you. Looking up, taken aback, a large toothy grin spread along his face. Montgomery had deep, sharp fangs that sent a shiver down your spine. When you researched him, nothing much came up. Mainly that he was a replacement for dear old Bonnie. Fans described him as confident, sometimes abrasive, and strong. "Look at the way she strolled in here. She must actually think her pathetic face can grace my presence." It was Roxanne wolf speaking up next, standing to the side of Monty as she stared with lidded eyes at your pitiful expression. 

Roxanne was new, as well. Not necessarily advertised as a Foxy replacement, but she was still considered as such. Based on reviews left on the establishment, she could be a little hard on the kids, always with the idea that they could improve. She often sought out to push them to be stronger, better, just like her. Right now, however, it seems to mean. So cold. Like Roxy was putting herself higher almost instantly, because you meant so little. "Guys, guys! Oh jeez! Get off her, Monty! It's only fair to go easy, it's her first night!" 

Chica, finally a familiar face! And she seemed to be coming to your defense, too! That was, however, until you looked over at her. She stood to the right of Monty, hunched just slightly enough as she began to giggle, wiping away a fake tear as her eyes dug into yours. Even here, she felt mean. It stung more than the other too, though, because you had always liked Chica. This felt like you were getting bullied in a way you didn't quite understand. She was saying sweet words, but directed cruelly. Sun was so, so different from this. Sun was kind, even affectionate. He held you tight so you didn't fall, and made you laugh. It even felt like the both of you had a moment together. 

"Cut it out, you guys." Said a very stern, and serious voice. Flat, but even then, more positive than the others. Monty let a huff fall out of his snout, before pulling his arms away. You felt yourself let out a breath you were unaware you were holding, staring uncertainly at the animatronics in front of you. Monty stepped aside as Freddy, the one who spoke up, stepped closer.

With one paw out, a smile traced his calm features. "Hello, little Superstar. You must be the new night guard."

You give a nod, grateful for your savior, as you shake his hand. It was so cool, seeing Freddy standing there so tall in front of your eyes. If this were a drawing, stars would be in your eyes and you'd be falling to your knees. Instead, you had to give a cough, clear your throat, and regain your composure. "U- Uh, yeah! That's me," You gave a nervous chuckle, looking upon the three and immediately hushing any laughter. "My name's Aubrey."

"Pssh, and?" Monty was quick to reply, sending a sharp gaze your way.

Roxanne placed a simple hand on her hip. “Just don’t get in our way, yeah?”

You quickly moved your hands, waving her words off. “No, no, that’s not my intent at all! See, I just got this job, so I–”

Chica let out more laughter, covering her mouth with her mechanical hand, hardly muffling her high pitched giggles whatsoever. “Awwww!” She cooed, teasingly, bending down enough to boop you on the nose. “So, so cute! Like a little kitten!” 

Chica was the shortest of them all, and the one you probably had the highest chance of becoming friends with. Well, that was your belief before you actually met her. Now, she was quickly resembling all the mean girls from high school. You noticed Roxanne had shifted her attention to Chica, a low growl escaping her lips. 

In a very quick, aggressive motion, Roxanne’s paw had gripped the collar of your company-themed shirt. Her claws caused rips in the fabric, just barely grazing your sensitive skin. A gasp, and you were up in the air, toes just barely hovering over the tiled floors. Before you knew it, she had walked you back out of the room, bright yellow eyes staring you down, full of hatred. She dropped you, and your ass hit the floor with a thump. 

Looking up at her, and the Glamrocks standing shortly behind her, you realized your job was going to be a lot harder than it seemed. None of them besides Freddy had shown you an ounce of respect, Roxy going as far to move you around like a decoration that was placed incorrectly. Like you were a mistake, disgusting them even by your presence. 

“Listen to me, little guard,” Roxanne’s voice was low, threatening even. “So, so many of you guards have come.. And gone. You are nothing compared to us, to me. We are the stars. Just quit,” She spit out the name, “Superstar.” Referencing Freddy’s use of it earlier. Your mouth fell open, slightly agape at her attitude. Before you could say something, even defend yourself, someone interrupted you. 

“Bye, bye!” Chica chirped from behind, just before Roxy slammed the double doors in your face. Now, here you were, stuck in the main area once more. You felt tears brim your eyes, but told yourself not to cry. You couldn’t let them get to you like this, not on the first day. You’d show them that they were wrong to be so mean, and that you were here to stay.

As you stood up, dusting yourself off, you really began to think about the interaction that just happened. Your Fazwatch was flashing you a message that stated ‘Great job! Next task: Explore the building!’

There were certain areas you chose to avoid, due to circumstances. Such as Chica’s MAZErcise, Roxy’s Raceway, and Monty’s Gator Golf. The last thing you wanted was to run into any of the three, especially alone. In the dining hall, you at least had Freddy defending you. Without him there, you shivered thinking what may have happened. It’s not like he stopped you from getting kicked out, though.

The prize corner of the building was a small area where you had walked through when coming in. Before, you were so distracted by the Plex to even consider your surroundings. The prizes were cute, little plushies themed around the animatronics. If you weren’t on the job, you would certainly be spending all your money here. 

Another room, off to the entrance, was the showers. They also had some lockers, which you presumed were for human staff. All of this was just for your accommodation. It did make you wonder though, even thinking back to what Roxy and Sun had mentioned, were you the only one on the night shift? You hadn’t run into anybody here yet, nor heard a sound. Sun said he hadn’t seen an adult during the night, and Roxy hinted that Fazbear night guards don’t last. 

Was it really you, alone in this building, with all the animatronics? It scared you a little, coming to this realization. It was nice to know, however, that your main focus was on the Daycare Attendant. At least he seemed to like you. With a huff, you carried on with exploring the Plex. It was so aggravating, how the Glamrocks had treated you. And to think, you were so, so excited to meet them. Maybe the saying, never meet your idols, is true. 

Bonnie Bowl was looking you in the eyes, but your Fazwatch wasn't even considering it a location. The lights were off, and the door was locked with a chain wrapped around it. When you did your research, Bonnie didn't even come up. Monty was said to just simply be his replacement, but you had no idea that Bonnie was once apart of the Mega Pizzaplex. What was his role, even? It irked you, because there was little to nothing about this online. Bonnie had been one of your favorites, (who are you kidding, they were all a favorite) too, and it made you sad to see his area shut down. 

Curiosity filled you, but it's not like you could get any answers. Clearly, if this was hidden off the internet, your superiors wouldn't explain it. The Glamrock animatronics might know what happened, but they hated you. You could always ask Freddy, probably, but who knows if you'd get a definite answer. The last room your watch was directing you to go was Parts And Service. A tiny room in the basements of the building. You had to swipe your card in the elevator to travel down to it, and soft music played as you did so. 

As the elevator doors opened up, you stepped out. The area was dark, musty, and ugly. A giant chamber, likely for the animatronics, was directly in the middle of the room. Soft yellow lights surrounding it, emphasizing it. Now, you weren't naturally a mechanic, but you weren't completely clueless. You had taken some classes, and for awhile that's what you wanted to pursue, so you knew basic things. Fazbear animatronics were on a completely different level, though, than just normal robots.

Earlier, it was proven so quickly to you, as you felt genuine hatred in the Glamrock's eyes. The way Roxy looked down at you, without an ounce of respect. The way Chica was so happy, even giddy at your despair. And Monty, well, he seemed as if he wanted to eat you alive. Still mulling over your previous encounters, you stepped back into the elevator. There was nothing very special about the Parts And Service room, thought you were sure you'd visit again sometime. Riding up, sweet music playing, you were welcomed back into the Plex once more.

Lost deep in thought, you were brought back when suddenly, the lights went off. You jumped violently at the loud sound of them powering down. You pressed frantically on the elevator buttons, but nothing happened. The power had gone out, of course it did. On your first day, too, how unlucky could you be? Crap, was the first word that came to mind. Sure, you had a slight background in mechanical engineering, but electrical management was an entirely different subject. All these worries kept spiraling until you heard a soft scampering sound from behind you. 

Quickly, you spun around, suddenly remembering the flashlight in your hoister. You went to go reach for it, eyes widening when you felt it had gone missing. "Oh no," you muttered, heart dropping as you squinted your eyes. You could hardly see, and now your flashlight was suddenly gone. When had you lost it? It must have either been when Sun launched you into the air, or when Roxy picked you up. There was no way in Hell you were going back to the dining hall, not after last time, and certainly not when you couldn't see. That really only left the daycare. 

You began maneuvering over to the Daycare, trying hard from memory. Halfway there, you heard another sound of something scampering behind you, but bit your lip as you attempted to ignore it. You had the feeling you were being watched, legs shaking as fear creeped up your spine. Safely enough, however, you were faced with the doors of the daycare. Right as you placed a palm on the door, ready to open it, something grasped your shoulder. 

You spun quickly, terrified. Just barely you could make out the figure, as you gazed into glowing blue eyes which illuminated the tall animatronic. “Oh, Freddy,” You breathed out, relief flooding you as you almost collapsed into his hold. “I’m so scared. I don’t know what to do.”

“Relax, Superstar,” his tone was gentle, and assertive as he wrapped a gentle arm around your shoulder, pulling you in for a comforting hug. “The power goes out three times throughout the night, in 30 minute intervals. It’ll be on again soon.”

You nodded, a brief understanding flashing your terror-ridden face. Freddy felt nice, and warm. His large hand rubbed circles into your back, de-stressing you. “Oh, I wish they told me before I started my shift,” you gave a soft laugh, but your words held deeper meaning. Why didn’t they tell you this would happen? And why didn’t they mention anything about Bonnie? Or how mean the Glamrocks were going to be? You stared up at Freddy with slightly scared, innocent eyes. Like many children he had seen before, terrified of Fazbears. You wish you were braver, maybe you would have been if any of this was given as a warning. 

Freddy’s eyes seemed soft as he stared down at you, practically cradling you at this point. “I apologize for the way my friends acted towards you.”

You shake your head, letting out a soft sigh. “It’s not up to you to apologize, but thank you.” You finally pull away from the comforting embrace, your eyes finally adjusting to the darkness around you. You could make out Freddy better now, especially in the scenario where his ‘friends’ aren’t bullying you. He’s a mustard orange tone mostly, besides some blues and whites in his design. Very, very different from the Freddy you remember as a kid. “But I understand, I’m like an abrasive species here.”

He gave a kind laugh. “Oh? How so, Superstar?”

You give a shrug, and gesture vaguely around. “You all have your own little ecosystem here, that it seems like you all are very.. Accustomed to. I feel bad, like I’m barging into unwanted territory.”

Freddy knelt down on his knees, still slightly taller than you even then. His paws grasp your shoulders as he looks at you, eyes full of sincerity. “You should not put blame on yourself for their bad actions.” His statement hit you deep. It was hard to reply to something like that, because of how emotional it made you. You wanted to cry, even hug him. 

It was one thing just being told that, it was another hearing it from your idol. Freddy Fazbear’s made your childhood, it got you through all the hardships of your life. Through family issues, friend issues, school. Everything. You loved them all for so long, and you were excited to be a part of the gang through this job. 

“Thanks, Freddy,” you said with a genuine smile. Eyes, a bit teary, stared up at him as you wrapped your smaller, human-sized arms around his neck. No clue whether or not he could feel your physical touch, or even understand the emotions you’re trying to portray. He did, however, gently pat your back with his soft paws. It felt real, like he was happy to have your arms around him. Like he knew that he did something right, and was proud of himself because of it. 

This entire exchange filled you with more determination to try and befriend the rest. Like how Sun made you happy, so did Freddy. And you were sure that the others just needed some more time to warm up to you. Soon enough lights turned back on. And, for the rest of your shift, Freddy followed close behind you. He had asked, “Uh, why don’t I stick by you for the rest of the night?” And you had no reason to argue against it. 

He pointed at rooms, explaining them like a true tour guide. Each floor of the Pizzaplez was explored, with detailed backgrounds given. You didn’t fail to notice that he carefully avoided Bonnie Bowling, and you didn’t want to overstep if he didn’t want to talk about it. You revisited the Daycare Attendant, as well, to say goodbye. He seemed a little sad you hadn't come earlier, but was very happy you kept your promise to visit him. In the end, you made two new friends. Overall, a pretty good shift!

Notes:

Your first day on the job: Completed!

Random tangent, I get a little weird when fanfics tend to make Y/N unshakeable. Because I'm pretty sure if 9-foot tall animatronics started acting hostile towards me, and then suddenly I'm hearing noises in the dark, I'd shit myself. So yes, Reader here is a normal person who gets scared, they aren't fearless.

Chapter 3: Darkness Lurks, Even When it's Light Out.

Summary:

Sun breaks down, and you're still there to help him through it. You also meet.. a new.. very dark.. very different animatronic. Enjoy!

Notes:

How will interacting with Moon go, I wonder?

Sleeping after your first day was difficult, but you managed it. It wasn’t like you had any friends, anyways, that you were missing out on throughout the days. Honestly, the more you think about it, the more you realize how perfect this job was for you in terms of your schedule. 

You just couldn’t sleep, though. You kept thinking about the Daycare Attendant. About what happens at Fazbear’s during the day, and what Sun gets up to while you’re away. It was amazing to you, how they could do so much and work so hard. Maybe it was your inner fangirl talking, but you couldn’t help but love Freddy Fazbears. 

It was built into you, engraved in your mind like a virus that couldn’t escape. A virus you happily welcomed in, that is. It was a little silly, though, which you’ll even admit. Most adults like adult things, but you like singing animatronics. You couldn’t help it, though! They were just so cool! Freddy and Sun had already become quick favorites, and you hoped the rest would too as time went by.

With that, your first week went by without a hitch. You checked in with Sun numerous times, who was always a pleasure, and always super excited to see you. Freddy never entered the daycare, and you weren’t even sure if he was allowed programming-wise, but he followed you around whenever you had left. And, he would even huddle closer when the lights went out. It was reassuring, and made you happy. 

Progress on befriending the Glamrocks was slow, mainly because you hardly interacted with them. It seemed as if they were avoiding you, because even when you went in their respective zones, no one was there. Even when moments prior, your Fazwatch told you they were there. It was frustrating, really, because they weren’t even letting you try. 

The weekend after your first week flew by, as well. You watched old, black and white movies with a bucket of popcorn, enjoying the luxury of your break. A part of you missed work though, because of how much you enjoyed it. You hoped Freddy and Sun missed you, too, but knew that they probably didn’t. 

The first day back again, starting your second week, was a weird one. When you entered the building, swiping your card, Freddy wasn’t there waiting for you like he had been. Still, you hummed to yourself as you strolled over to the daycare. For the last week, you always checked in with Sun first. Your role as a night guard meant watching over the place, but your boss specifically asked you to focus on the Daycare Attendant. 

You liked doing so, though, so it wasn’t an issue. Just, when you entered the daycare, you were instantly brought up into a big animatronics arms. “Sun, woah–!” You yelped. Over time, you were adjusting to his sudden physical affection, but this was so unexpected. “Woah, woah! You okay, big guy?” You asked sincerely, wrapping your arms around his neck and staring down at his face. 

“Oh, friend! I’m so, so, SO happy you’re back! I was beginning to think you weren’t ever coming back!” His loud, happy voice never faltered, and it filled you with such warmth that he missed you, too.

You gently squeezed him tighter. “Oh, Sun,” his name fell from your lips in such a sweet way. “I missed you too. I’m sorry, I should’ve mentioned that I have weekends off.”

His faceplate spun around, his grin never fading. The internal fans built into him went off without another moment passed, and his grip around you tightened just enough to not hurt you. “Sweet, sweet Sundrop! Very, very sweet. You must, MUST, MUST , stay longer! I waited all weekend just for you!”

You couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, his tone so endearing that your heart skipped a beat. “Of course I can stay longer!” You said with a smile, eyes closing as they crinkled, showing your happiness. “I don’t know where Freddy is today, so if you don’t mind.. I can stay with you when the power goes out?”

Sun was so, so deadly silent. It was almost making you nervous, the way his unmoving face stared into yours. His grin, his eyes, everything bored into your soul. Until, finally, he let go of you. You fell on the ground, albeit not hurt, as he dropped you. About to make a remark, you noticed his hands were gripping the metal on his faceplate. 

“No, no, NO–” A panicked, screeching voice slipped out of his voice box. It seemed to be breaking as his voice came out distressed. “Lights MUST remain on, on–! All times, times- t- ta- ta- ta- ON! ON! ON!” He screamed, and his eyes flashed a bright red before he fell back, toppling over. 

“Sun!?” You yelped, instantly standing and rushing over to help. For the first time since you began working here, you were actually being faced with what your job really entailed: Managing Sun. Was this the reason your boss was so hellbent on you watching over him? “Sun!” You grasped his shoulder plates, soft pink fingers digging into them. “Listen to me!”

Before you could reason, big fingers wrapped around small wrists, tight enough to leave bruises. You grimaced, but carried on. “The lights are still on, Sun! Look, see?” Your eyes were desperate. “You’re safe, you’re okay! You’re with me.”

His legs thrashed around, and your wrists were beginning to ache. He could so easily break your bones, and it terrified you. Sun, on the other hand, was completely unaware of what he was doing. Too lost in his thoughts to understand the real consequences of his actions. “Lights on, on- onnn!- Please, please- pllll- please– no, no.. no- no!” The usual grin, which was always there, was a deep frown. It didn’t sit right with you to see him like this, and you began to get choked up as well. 

Meanwhile, Sun wasn’t even here. He was having a very one-sided conversation with a certain.. partner of his. ‘ What’s got you so worked up, Sunny?’ And terrifying laughter. ‘ What are you scared of? What I can do, or who I’ll do it to? ’

‘Sunny, Sunny, Sssunny.. I wonderrr what I could do.. How could you forget todayyyy was Freddy’sss maintenance day- day? He’ssss gonee!’ It teased and giggled. Sun really did feel at a loss. He knew Freddy would be gone today, but worried so much about the two days you were gone, and forgot all about it.

The voice wouldn’t stop. It made jabs at him, and stated plans he could do when the lights went off. Sun was losing it, absolutely lost in his own realm as panic and anxiety were set to the max. He could barely function, couldn’t even see until-

‘ You’re sso worried I’ll be the one-one to hurt her, but look at yourssselfff. ’

And suddenly, Sun’s vision came back to him. His mechanical hands were around your wrists while you sat in his lap, but this wasn’t the usual pretty sight he’s used to with you. His grip on you was beyond painful, and a soft green could be seen forming. Your face was red, snotty with tears as you pleaded his name over and over again. 

He usually loved the sound of his name in your pretty lips, but it sounded different. Desperate, even afraid. ‘ Look how ssscared she isss. She’s ssshakinngg. ’ And what hurt the most is, his counterpart was right. You were shaking. You were shaking so, so delicately. You were scared of him right now, of what he could do. Sun stopped moving, he stopped everything. His hands fell from your wrists, and his head hung low. 

‘ She hatessss you, like the otherss before her .’

Sun hated himself, too, because he knew his counterpart was right.

‘ I told you she’sss noo different, naive Sssunny. ’

You were taken aback, blinking away your tears as the Daycare Attendant seemed to have powered down. “Sun..?” You called out, leaning down to gently grasp his cheeks. Your wrists were aching, and they hurt more than any other pain you had felt in your previously boring life, but he was your priority. It wasn’t just because he was a job, he was also your friend. 

Carefully, you lifted his head up to look at yours. His eyes were closed. “Sunny, please look at me.” You were struggling to hold him up due to the pain in your arms, but did your best to stay strong. 

Almost as if on command, his eyes fluttered open. Soft blue eyes lost in bright white lights emitted from him, and you knew he was looking into yours. Still teary, puffy and red, you gently placed your forehead to his. “You’re okay..” You breathed out, before instantly wrapping your arms around his neck. You held him tight in your arms, bodies pressing closer as you did so. The familiar warmth emanating off him wrapped around your form, and you held him as if he were the most important thing in the world. 

Because, really, right now, he was. Sun didn’t return the gesture for a while, but slowly gave in as his arms slinked around your form. “I’m..” He began, his voice box cracking loudly, as if he was crying. Sun couldn’t bring himself to say any words, either. No one had ever treated him like this, and he had no words. 

Every guard before you has seen this. Some he clicks with, and some he doesn’t. Either way, eventually they see this side of him. The broken side. The part of him that shouldn’t be allowed, because nothing in his programming tells him to act like it. Eventually, Fazbear Entertainment gave up on him. Until they brought in you. 

Someone he was beginning to cherish. For months, he was all alone. Even during the day, the kids were filling him with less and less happiness. He told himself that he was cursed, and nobody would want him. That he drives people away, even when all he wants is their affection. He hates being alone more than anything, and hates whoever made him because of that. He hates himself. 

So, even after all those months of telling himself that no one could be trusted anymore, that it wasn’t worth any of his effort because they would still just leave, he couldn’t resist being overjoyed the day you walked into his daycare. So cute, so sweet, smiling at him so happy. And you kept your promises, visited him again. Then everyday after that, too. 

He didn’t realize how much he missed interacting with people until you left for those two days, and they were really the worst of his entire life. Now he’s hurt you. But.. you aren’t.. leaving. You have your adorable, fragile arms around him and you’re holding him as if he’s going to leave you. You didn’t storm out, or abandon him like all the others. You’re here, and you’re worried for him. 

He wanted to express this, but he couldn’t come up with any words. He wanted to tell you how sorry he is, beg for your forgiveness, but you’re crying in his arms. So he rubs your back, and wishes he could cry as well. Only higher tier animatronics could replicate crying, meanwhile his voice box could only static. “Sweet, sweet, Friend.. I’m sorry, so sorry. It’ll never happen again.” Sun reassured. “I promise, promise. You know, promises–”

“Promises are like rules,” you repeated, and the wires in him tightened. More heat radiated from him, and his fans kicked in. “I understand, just.. Please be okay now..”

He couldn’t promise that he’d be okay. Promises meant everything to him, and you’re the last person he’d ever want to break one with. “Sunshine,” he spoke lowly, his usually high-pitched voice calmer, more soothing. “Thank you- thank you for worrying.” He stuttered out, arms slithering to pull your waist closer to his body. 

Sun enjoyed the way you felt sitting in his lap, and loved the feeling of his hands on you. He loved, however, even more, the feeling of you holding him tight. Like that first day, when the two of you flew through the air. The way your tiny hands grasp onto him, as if saying you trust him with your life, it made him feel certain ways he didn’t understand.

And, for once, his counterpart was silent. No voice in his head, just the sound of your breathing and his fans. Sun slowly moved a hand to grasp your arm, this time with the most gentle touch he could muster, and examined your forming bruises. There was a mechanism built into him for the kids that allowed him to scan over humans. He can see their body temperature, blemishes, and heart rate. 

Right now, your heart is going wild. The previous scares seemed to still be flooding your system. Your body temperature is a little higher than normal, but that’s because he’s warming you up. Most importantly, however, he hadn’t broken any bones. He could kick himself, dismantle himself even, for hurting you like this. “Nothing’s broken. Just hurt, hurt. Injured.” Then, in a more robotic tone, “Needs to be wrapped and put on ice. Estimated healing time: A few days.”

You pulled back just enough to look at him, free hand now on his shoulder as you eyes his faceplate. “How do you know all that?”

Sun’s voice box gave a soft hum, and his faceplate spun. As he gently placed your other arm back on his shoulder, one large mechanical finger pressed nicely against your chest. Sun didn’t fail to notice the way your heartbeat sped as he touched you so intimately. “Oh, friend, I can do many, many things! Many talents, yes, yes, yes.”

His finger trailed over to where your heart sat, and he could even feel the beating against the metal. “See, see? You're breathing so fast. My eyes allow me to read- read your heartbeat.” And then, he maneuvered his finger up, gently pressing against your neck. His wires tightened more when you tilted your head to let him. “I can see your temperature, little Sundrop. Very high, high.” 

You notice how his eyes scan over your face, and he continues. “Your face is pink. One of my most, most favorite crayons!” His hand gently cups your cheek, and Sun’s fingers traverse the many shades of red currently spread along your face. You couldn’t help it, he was being so touchy. Despite the embarrassment, you still sat as he caressed you.

“Is that all?” You let out, almost breathless. 

Sun’s attention locked on your eyes. “Whatever do you mean, Sunshine?” Just as you opened your lips to answer, a familiar sound rang throughout the whole building. It was light saving time now, and the power was just about to be shut off. You watched as Sun’s eyes widened, almost worried he’d hurt you again–but he kept true to his promise. His entire face, however, was still filled with the same despair from before. His grip on your waist tightened protectively, not enough to hurt. 

That’s when the lights powered down, and the building went dark. Everything was quiet, and you weren’t nearly prepared for what would happen next. Sun spun quickly around, his body changing as you sat on top of him. Like magic, all the brightness in the room was gone until finally, after some whirring, you were sitting atop a new, darker animatronic. 

Glowing red eyes stared deep into you, and the same grin you recognize from Sun sat eerily on his starry, white and black face. The soft sound of bells jingling rang, and you were wide eyed at the animatronic before you. He was new. He was not someone you found in your research. Who was he?

“ Ohhhh… ” He breathed out, hissing out as his grip on your waist tightened harder. The hand still on your face went down as well, and he held you stable in his lap, unable to escape. Slouching, he leaned over you, face close to yours as his faceplate spun as well–another similarity with Sun. “ What a fragileeee littlee thing. Much smaller.. When it’sss mee holding you..”

You couldn’t help the way your voice shook as it escaped you, asking, “Who.. who are you?”

A snicker came from him, and his grin spread wide enough. It felt as if he was looking at you like his next meal, eyes glowing threateningly. “ Sssweet sstar.. So curioussss.. ” Sharp claws dug into your sides, and it was then you realized that he could easily hurt you. As if he couldn’t before. “ Heart rate sspikinnng! Are you ssscared of me, little hummann..? ”

You had no idea how to respond. You could be honest, and admit that yes, you were. Or you could lie, because maybe then he wouldn’t have his feelings hurt. Your fingers gripped his shoulder tightly. “Well.. I won’t lie, I am scared. But, at the same time, I don’t want to assume you’d do anything to hurt me, because you haven’t. It’d be unfair.” A part of you was proud of your response. 

The animatronic below you was silent. For a really, really long time. How long was this half hour going to be? And would Sun be back after the lights came back on? Also, was this who Sun was so worried about? Besides the sharp nails digging into your sides, which hadn’t hurt or even drawn blood, this animatronic was relatively tame. “ Naive.. ” He spoke, finally. His voice was so low it almost had you shaking, the way it reverberated down your spine. 

“Maybe,” You said, words slipping from soft pink lips. You couldn’t help but stare up at him, fixated on his mesmerizing eyes. Everything about him was beautiful. “Can I have your name now?”

The fans inside him ticked on, and it was silent again. You hadn’t the clue how many minutes passed, or how much longer the power would be out. Until, finally, a single word slipped from his voice box. “ Moon. ”

How cute, you thought, the sun and the moon. It was fitting, for the way he looked. A crescent was even designed on his faceplate to replicate it. You couldn’t help but spend the rest of the time examining him, taking in every detail before the lights would turn on. Sure, you could be naive, like he said, but it didn’t take a lot to put together. Sun was out when the lights were on, and Moon was here when the lights were off. 

Why Sun was so worried, you had no clue. Moon seemed tame. Was Freddy worried about him too, and that’s why he followed you around? One of your arms pulled away, for only a moment before your fingers were tracing along the design on his face. It really was a perfect moon shape, fixed with divots to represent the craters. While Sun was warm, Moon was cold. It was a perfect balance, and it had you even more fascinated than before. 

And he let you, until the lights came on, and his body converted back to Sun’s.

Notes:

MY BOYS UGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGH
I HOPE WE LIKE HOW I'M CHOOSING TO PORTRAY MOON

It's been a long debate of.. should he be evil, should he be glitched, or should he be misunderstood. AND I CANT HELP THAT I LIKE MISUNDERSTOOD MEN OKAY????

Chapter 4: Dim, Dark Forgiveness

Notes:

You decide that perhaps spending your entire shift in just one room, may not be the best way to do your job as a nightguard!

- SLIGHT WARNING:
Next chapter is going to be.. a lot! Soft warning before you get into it more!
This chapter is fine though :)

It was quickly becoming clear to you that when signing up for the job, many things were hidden from you. You weren’t told about the power saving times, Bonnie, or Moon. Two entire animatronics that they neglected mentioning. As Sun calmed, staring at you with emotions you couldn’t read–if it was even possible reading the emotions of a robot. 

“Are you okay–?” You just barely got out before long arms wrapped around and squeezed your waist, a squeak escaping you as Sun hugged you so dearly. Tight, but aware of how fragile you can be. “Sun!” You gawked out, utter shock coating you. For the first time ever, you motioned to pull away. He let you, of course, although you instantly regretted it at the sight of his sad face. “Oh, Sun, I just have some questions first, then we can hug.”

He nodded slowly, showing his understanding albeit still a little upset. His hands simply moved to rest on your hips once more, and you flushed a slight amount of red because of it. “Yes, yes , Sunshine.”

You took a deep breath, the gears moving in your mind. Your mouth hung open just slight enough as you pondered, before finally, “Who is Moon?”

His faceplate very slowly, very eerily spun around. “Moon,” He began, looking away as he put thoughts into words. “Is my counterpart. The other daycare attendant.”

“Is he who you mentioned on my first day?” After a soft nod, you asked another question, “Why were you so worried about him?”

It was here where he leaned to tower over you. You got covered in a soft shadow as he hunched over you, staring down at you with misty blue, robotic eyes. “Moon is.. Dangerous, Sunshine.” His fingers dug into your soft skin, causing a gasp to escape from your mouth. “He likes to play with things that are not his to play with.” His tone dripped with both possessiveness and fear, and it confused you. 

“Please, go on.” You led, looking up at him.

Sun’s voice box croaked out, before he continued. “Moon has hurt many, many nightguards. Many, many, many.” His voice is low, and he presses his faceplate to your forehead. It’s warm, and comforting despite the conversation topic. “He is not allowed out anymore during the daytime.”

You nodded in slow understanding, still trying to process it all. Then it hit you. “So.. you were worried he’d hurt me?”

“I knew he’d hurt you,” he stated quickly, almost instantly. “But I think he sees what I see. That you’re different, Sunshine, very different.”

A soft blush covered your pale cheeks, and desperate eyes stared up at him. You weren’t expecting this praise, not this soon. Not ever. A Fazbear animatronic liked you. He liked you, thought you were different. Your hand gently grasped his arm, and you rubbed circles into the metal plates. “How am I different?”

Sun warmed up easily, fans kicking in with a whir. “You are nice, very nice. Kind, and sweet. You keep your promises. You didn’t leave us.”

‘Us’. He said ‘us’. You didn’t leave him, and you didn’t leave Moon. Was this really all they wanted? Affection, attention.. A real friend? Had no one else given this to them, treated them this way before? Were you really the first? It was obvious, with the way he held onto you. Scared of hurting you, but scared you’d leave if he let go. It was obvious with the way he’d only known you for a week, yet he was so attached to your existence there. 

You still remember the sad look he gave you on the first day, when you had to say goodbye. And, coming to think of it, he seemed sad every time you left for the end of your shift. And, on your days off, he was sad then, too. “Oh, Sunny,” You spoke so delicately, feeling like your voice was suddenly relished and breakable. “I.. understand, what it’s like. To feel alone.”

You brought your hand to gently grasp his, interlocking your fingers. Small, soft, pale fingers against long, metal, warm ones. He held you so gently, eyeing you so tenderly. “I pinky promise,” You continued, “You, and Moon, won’t ever have to feel that way again. Us three.. We can be alone, together.” Suddenly feeling shy, you looked away. “Is that.. Okay?”

The silence was unnerving as Sun sat there, staring directly at the way your fingers intertwined. His faceplate spun, and he looked at you finally. Eyes were slightly wider than usual, and he could feel his wires tightening as he held you. “Oh, Sunshine..” He breathed out, and if he had a beating heart it would be loud. “That’s perfect.” 

Suddenly, as if everything had returned to normal, Sun stood up and brought you with him. Up in the air, he spun you around gleefully, that familiar grin on his face. “Oh, Friend, Friend, Friend !” You giggled and kicked, grasping onto him as your eyes screwed shut. “How did I get so lucky?” His voice was loud and hyper. When you opened your eyes, you saw that his were on you. When the moment calmed, he continued to hold you up above his head, and stared at you so intently. 

The rest of the shift went by smoothly. You stayed with Sun the entire time, and Moon came out two more times. He never said anything, though, just stared at you. Whether it was from afar, or you were near him, he hardly said a word. Moon acted as if you were a stranger in the daycare, which you practically were to him anyways. That didn’t stop you from trying, though. You wanted Moon and you to become just as good as friends as Sun. So you talked and talked about your interests. 

When it was time to clock out, you did so with a saddened expression. You really would miss the Daycare Attendants, albeit probably not as much as they (At least Sun) would miss you. So, you hugged Sun so tightly. He almost didn’t let go. You said, “Bye Sun!” And began to walk away before turning around, yelling, “Bye Moon!”

In Sun’s mind, he spoke to Moon. ‘ See, she’s different! ’

And Moon didn’t reply.

–

Even now, walking into the Pizzaplex was mesmerizing each time. So very pretty, with the bright lights, and the checkered floor tiles. It entrapped you in it’s own little word, which you were happy to be apart of. You weren’t sure it was something you’d ever get over, just the giddiness of it all. All the happy feels that filled you the second you pulled up to the Plex. Happy just to be apart of it, but even happier to greet your favorite animatronic. And, sadly enough, your best friend at the moment.

Sadly, Freddy was still absent. Sun informed you afterwards that it was a maintenance day for him, and also explained that every animatronic had maintenance once a month, every month. Anyways, you practically beelined it to the Daycare, greeting Sun who was very, very happy to see you too. He even spun you around, giving you your complimentary hug. You enjoyed holding him, as well, even wished you could spend another entire shift with him. 

However, you couldn’t help but worry last night about it. Your job was to look over the building, and you were spending it all with a certain smiley animatronic. So, reluctantly, you said, “I would love to spend the day in here, Sun! But I.. really should at least look around the building once. It is my job to guard the Plex, y’know?” You had a point, and he knew it. He may be a responsibility, but you still had a job to do. 

The thing was, he wasn’t allowed outside of the daycare. Moon was, sure, but only when the lights were off. You had talked to him about your encounter with the Glamrocks, but it’s not like he could protect you if anything went wrong. He heard the stories, though, about what they could do. Especially that Montgomery animatronic, he was a menace. Always getting complaints, costing the company thousands. He was more off the rail than Moon. 

Moon didn’t like it either. He felt something in his gut that told him it was a bad idea, and knew that the Glamrocks wouldn’t go easy on you even if you begged. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Sunshine!” Sun said, sticking his finger up matter-of-factly as he bounced around. “Moon agrees, too! They are dangerous !”

You shrugged. You were sure the two were overreacting, nothing online mentioned anything of the sort. “I’m sure they’re just upset I’m trying to invade their space! They’ll warm up to me once they realize I’m not a threat, I’m sure of it!” And sure, this is why Sun enjoyed you so, because of how quick you were to defend the Glamrocks. You didn’t immediately judge them. Monty hurt you, so did Sun, and you didn’t shun either of them away. Rather, you took it as a chance to try and understand them. 

But still, even Sun could see you were being naive. He didn’t control you, however. “Well.. Okay..” He was hesitant, pressing the tips of his fingers together. “But.. remember you made a promise.. Not to leave us alone. So, please, please, please stay safe, Sunshine!”

It brought a smile to your easily flustered face, how worried he was for you. You wondered if Moon was feeling the same way. You looked down, unable to look him in the eyes, suddenly feeling shy. “I’ll be super safe, okay?” He thought you looked adorable, the way you nervously avoided eye contact. “And I’ll be back soon!” 

He nodded, his faceplate spinning, giddy. “Okayyyy!” He sung out, “See you soon, Sunshine!” You, of course, didn’t get to leave without a hug goodbye. Afterwards, you carried down the long halls of the Plex. Even after a week, you were still having trouble remembering where things were. Sure, you had your Fazwatch, but you were trying not to rely on it so heavily. You figured it would be better if the nightguard actually knew her way around.

It still amazed you, just being here. It was such a beautifully made interior, full of pretty lights and fun colors. It always brought you back to your childhood, to being raised surrounded by Fazbear animatronics. It was astounding just being allowed in the building, especially at this time of night. Getting to know them has just been wonderful, and you and Sun are really bonding! It would make your entire life if the others, especially the Glamrocks, would at least give you a chance. You knew if they did then you could prove that you were different. 

It really made you think; just how poorly were they being treated? Of course, day staff is an entirely different world to you, but even night staff. Sun mentioned there hadn’t been a guard in months, and before that it was never a positive thing. If this really was the case, no wonder the Glamrocks hated you so. There was nothing helping your case, and no reason to trust you. To them, you’re probably just the same old terrible guards from before. 

But, there was Moon. Moon seemed to like you enough not to hurt you, or even act out. He listened to you talk and let you touch his face. He did the opposite of harm you, and Sun even mentioned he was worried for you. You felt that if Moon could come around, so could everybody else. First, however, you’d have to build a foundation. Only a week here, you hardly know your surroundings, and you’ve stuck to Freddy the entire time. It was time to branch out, you knew it was.

You ventured through the arcades, the gift shop. Debated going on the website and buying a Sun and/or Moon plushie for your room. Then you decided to explore the Cakery. Freddy hadn’t really shown you the inside of the Cakery, because he honestly didn’t know much about it, but he directed you towards it in the scenario you wanted to go. You felt it was finally the time, and opened the large doors.

It was a bit dark in the room, only a few very dim lights on that illuminated the room is a white glow. Many counters, cupcakes even on display. You wondered if humans baked these, or STAFF bots. You had come across the occasional STAFF bot from roaming around, and Freddy explained that they maintained security when no one was around. Fazbear Co. wasn’t stupid, and knew how little staff they had to defend the Plex. STAFF bots were an easy solution. 

One gave you a fright as it strolled by, and your hand quickly covered your heart. “Oh, phew, sorry lil’ guy,” You said with soft laughter escaping you, waving as it carried out of the Cakery. Turning back to examine more of the room, you noticed a large cupcake on the wall. It was insanely detailed, and very cool. You were brought out of your train of thoughts, however, when you heard the soft sound of sobs coming from the corner of the room. 

You perked up, on alert–Could it be an intruder!? Panic set in, and you went to go equip your flashlight. You never found your old one, Sun insisting he never had it, so they gave you a new one a few days ago. Shining your light as you slowly inched closer to the edge of the room, you gasped as you laid your eyes on Chica’s hunched form. She had her head in her hands, voice box croaking out girly sobs until she looked up at you, eyes widening at the sight of you. 

The two of you had hardly interacted, besides on your first day. And, well, everyone knows how that went. It wasn’t pretty. Still, though, she was crying, and you were famous for forgiveness. “It’s you..” Her robotic voice slowly spoke out, tilting her head. You nodded, and sat down next to her. It surprised you when she didn’t move to leave, or go to hurt you, but you took what you could get. 

“Are you.. Okay?” You asked carefully, eyeing her. She was looking down at her hands, a soft pink paint coated them. Being this close, you could really notice the differences in this design compared to her old. She had significantly less yellow, and way more pink. She seemed more girly, like a popstar. 

Another sob escaped Chica, and she shook her head. “No,” She confessed, and you furrowed your eyebrows. “I don’t expect you to understand..” 

After a moment of biting your lip, you gently pressed the palm of your hand on her shoulder. She snapped her head towards you, and you moved away just slightly. You weren’t sure if she was alright with you touching her, but you knew Sun loved it. “You won’t know until you tell me,” You offered, voice low and a little shaky. 

She eyed you. It was clear that a million thoughts were going on inside her brain, as she was deciding whether or not you could be trusted. She let out a whine, returning her gaze to her hands. “I just feel like I’m failing! Monty plays guitar, Roxy plays keyboard, and Freddy sings!” Chica rambled, her leg moving up and down as if she were human. “And I.. well, there’s nothing! I can sing, sure, but only in the background! And yeah, I play guitar too but.. Everyone thinks Monty is like, way, way cooler!” She groans out in frustration, slamming her chin on her palm. “It’s so unfair!”

You nod, listening to every word and really letting it soak in. Before you even think about what to say, you’re already speaking. “It’s so weird you say that, because I always preferred your voice over Freddy’s.” You couldn’t help but gush. “I listened to the recordings online before I applied, and some of my favorites are ones where you are the main singer. Freddy’s good, yeah, but you’re angelic sounding compared to him, y’know?”

She was silent, so you just continued. “Also, both Monty and Roxy aren’t originals. You’ve been around since the very beginning, so automatically you’re loved just because of that. I should know, I’ve been in love with you guys since I was like, a kid.” You began to blush, aware of the fact you were talking too much now, and began to wrap it up. “So, yeah. I don’t think you’re a failure.”

Chica didn’t speak up for awhile after that. You kept looking up at her to see if she had moved, then back down at the flashlight in your hands. Did you say the wrong thing? Was she mad? Would she laugh at you, like before? It all remained a mystery until finally, a sniffle croaked out of her voice box. Choked up, she mumbled, “You’re actually.. Super nice. I’m sorry.”

With wide eyes, you stared at her. Was this.. Actually an apology? She was really, genuinely sorry. Your eyes almost filled with tears, vision even becoming blurry for a moment before you took a deep breath. “Thank you, Chica,” You smiled to yourself, your heart growing so large. “I really appreciate that.”

She shook her head. “I was so mean to you. And you’re being so nice to me. Why?”

With a shrug, you turned off the flashlight, leaving the room dark with dim lights. “Because.. You’re sad. And I wanted to help. It’s what good people do. Even though yes, you were mean to me, I understand you have your reasons. So do Monty and Roxy. I can’t blame you for that.”

The two of you sat in long, long silence after that. When it was clear she wasn’t going to say anything more, you stood up. You said soft goodbyes, and you carried yourself back to the daycare. It was just the start of your shift, but you felt spent. You told Sun everything, every little detail and every specific word about your encounter with Chica, and sat in happy silence with Moon. 

Before you knew it, your shift was over, and it was time to go home.

Notes:

Chica's taking her time to finally come around, thank gosh! I love love love Chica, and she is just the sweetest, but she's been hurt so much already and doesn't know if you can be trusted :(

Okay, well, that's all the animatronics
But still!!!!!!!!!!!! >:)

Chapter 5: Specks of White

Notes:

I wanted to focus on building another core relationship here, as well as some general story lore: So here it is! You and Freddy have a nice heart to heart

 

Aaaaand Sun compliments you a bunch!

The job was going well so far! You’re pleasantly surprised, to be completely honest. You’ve never been able to keep a job for so long, almost a few weeks now. Most of your experiences with working had you quitting or getting fired within mere moments, after a few days, or even before you started. Hell, one time you showed up for an interview and they kicked you out immediately. 

 

There weren’t a lot of places that were willing to take you, truth be told. You were shorter, female, and although not completely useless, you weren’t buff. You couldn’t move boxes, or analyze data. You weren’t fit for office jobs, or customer service, or.. Well, anything. Most of your life was spent knowing that, well, you didn’t belong anywhere. No one wanted you, and you hardly wanted yourself. 

 

Humankind felt nasty after a while. Disgust filled you, because humankind was disgusting. Men trying to flirt you up, girls snickering behind their hands. Rolling their eyes, laughing to their friends, joking about tragedies. Hurting animals, stealing food, acting selfish. Funnily enough, your family even warned you away from Fazbears after the interview went out a hitch. You almost listened to them, too, worried you’d be shunned. 

 

You kind of were. Shunned. It’s been a long time since you got a text from your mother, or your siblings. Sun and Moon truly were your closest friends right now, which.. Is a sad revelation to have, but you loved them all the more for it. Because, really, the Daycare Attendants were the very opposite of selfish. Sun, who showered you with affection and Moon, who listened as you talked.

 

It really opened your eyes. No one in your life ever complimented you, and it was a quick realization how badly you needed to hear validation. No one in your life listened to you, it made you feel like you weren’t worth it. But Moon always sat there, humming along to whatever you wanted to talk about that day. And, no matter what, whenever you left the room, big arms would wrap around you and hug you as if they never would again. 

 

You’d be.. A little dumb to admit that there wasn’t more than just friendly feelings revolving around the two animatronics. Whether or not it was insane to think that, you were feeling it. With the way butterflies swarmed your heart every time Sun would lift you in the air, or the way your face turned blood red whenever Moon would so much as look at you. It was no secret to you that you were beginning to feel some type of way towards them. 

 

Of course, they’re robots. Really, really, really human-like robots. You kept having to tell yourself that, because things were getting too deep. Every time your hand would grace theirs in a surprise moment, your heart would swell. Every time they looked at you as if you were the world, you would swoon. And when they held you like you were truly, genuinely, the most important art ever made.. Well, let’s just say you were done for. 

 

Today was a shift like any other, waving hello to Freddy after the door opened, sliding your keycard back into your wallet. It was snowing outside, so you had on a dark green sweater over your work shirt today, shoulders softly coated in white flakes. It only covered your arms though, unzipped to show the Fazbear logo. It was very important to Fazbear Co. that the logo could be seen at all times. “Hey, Big Guy!” You yelled to Freddy, who walked over with a simple smile. 

 

“Hello, Superstar,” He greeted, eyeing you weirdly. 

 

You quirked an eyebrow, staring up at him. “Something up?” 

 

His metal paw hovered in the air, asking with his eyes if it was okay to touch you. You gave a nod, still slightly confused before he gently swiped the snow off your shoulders. Pulling away, he gazed deeply into his paw, white specks instantly melting away. “Snow, yes?”

 

It was a strange question at first, but then it hit you. The animatronics haven’t really seen the outside world, huh? “Oh, yeah,” You said dumbly, not entirely knowing what to say. “Uh, it’s Winter so, it does that.” You really were such an idiot sometimes.

 

“I see, yes,” Finally, he lowered his paw back to his side, eyes looking a tiny bit lost. “The kids have been wearing bigger coats lately.” He sounded a bit down, and you weren’t quite sure how to help. 

 

You rocked back on your heels, holding your hands behind your back. “Well, why don’t we take a little walk together?” You offered, a soft smile gracing your lips. “Just let me say hi to Sun before we go, yeah?”

 

He gave a nod, his face finally turning up into the usual joyful expression you’re used to seeing on him. Freddy always hyped you up when you were feeling down, it was only right to return the favor. Soon enough, your smile grew into a grin as you waved bye, skipping happily over to the daycare. You were just so chipper today, for some reason. Maybe it was the season, even the idea that you could celebrate Christmas with people (robots) this year, rather than all alone. 

 

As you entered the daycare, a worried looking Sun instantly rushed you into his arms, a gasp escaping you as if this wasn’t typical Sun behavior. Perhaps you wouldn’t ever get used to his mindless affections, although you did love it very much. “Hi, buddy!” A gleeful tone escaped you, reaching up and petting the top of his robotic head. His faceplate stuffed itself in your chest, and you giggled. “How’s my favorite animatronic tonight?”

 

“Oh, silly, siiilllyyy Sundrop!” He exclaimed, voice box speaking into your chest which elicited some giggles, tickling you. He pulled away to talk more, staring into your slightly teary eyes. “So so worried! You are so very late! That is not nice, nope! Not nice at all!”

 

He's not lying. You are late. By a few minutes, that is. Because of–Ah, yes, Freddy! You were here for a reason, meanwhile you were already getting caught up. Maybe his affection really was changing you, you were practically addicted to it now. “Oh Sunny,” You dragged out, frowning sympathetically at him. “I’m sorry, I got in a little conversation with Freddy! He seemed a little out of it today, I felt bad.” 

 

As Sun set you on the ground, you dusted off your outfit. “Pretty Sundrop! Always doing her best to make everyone happy,” He giggled, “who could blame you for that?” Now was the time for your face to get all red, even rubbing the back of your neck with slight embarrassment. You gasped once more as his fingers gently grasped the green sweater, feeling the wool on his metal. “So, so pretty in green. Always, always very pretty. Preeettyyy Sundrop.. You would look so, so cute in yellow! Please, please, please wear it tomorrow?”

 

You wrapped your hands gently around his fingers, noticing they were so big you hardly could do that. Looking anywhere but directly at him, your heart raced in your chest. “Sure, Sun, I can do that,” You mumbled quietly, his abrasive compliments tearing apart your inner walls. You heated up, too, and hoped he wouldn’t scan you. 

 

You were learning a lot about the animatronic. You knew he could scan your body, see your heartbeat, your temperature, and any injuries. You also knew that he could change into Moon, but had no clue whether or not either of them knew what was happening when they weren’t out. It was just something you’d have to ask when you could. But, for right now, you had a mission!

 

“So..” You began, trailing off slightly as he stood up straight. Usually hunched over, he was tall. When he stood up, standing so high, he was practically towering over you. Entrapped in his shadow, you gave a nervous cough, flustered. “Because Freddy seemed a little down today, we’re going on a walk. Just around the Plex, and then I’ll be back. I’ll consider it my daily rounds so then we’ll still have our same amount of time together! Sound good?” 

 

For the last week or so, you had slipped into a work routine. You came in, greeted Sun, stayed with him and then during lights out, hung with Moon. After the lights were back on, you surveyed the building, roaming it once all together with Freddy, who happily joined you. You finally felt calm enough to explore through the cakery, but knew better than to venture through MAZErsize. 

 

Chica and you weren’t necessarily friends, per say. You were.. Well, honestly, you had no idea. She hardly even looked at you, although you caught a few glances sometimes. Considering the two of you never really met alone, it didn’t surprise you. It’s not like you left the daycare very often, either, considering the two most dangerous Glamrocks could still very much want you dead. And, when you did leave, it was always with Freddy.

 

She wasn’t mean to you anymore, at least. Not openly, not even a little. No nasty glances, no anything. Freddy noticed it too. Well, you think he did. It’s not like he ever said anything about it, but you could tell with the way he looked at her that things had changed. 

 

Sun smiled at you, although clearly a little down. He always was when you had to leave, but you were glad he was respectful of the job you had to do. Of course, another hug came your way. His heaters covered you in consistent warmth completely surrounding you, and you honestly would have fallen asleep then and there if you didn’t have other priorities. 

 

Also, you were very proud of the fact you’ve never actually fallen asleep on the job. Ever. So, you eventually had to pull away, smiling sadly as you left the daycare. Freddy was waiting for you by the main entrance, where he was earlier. Your Fazwatch came in handy with this kind of stuff, always alerting you of the animatronics exact location. 

 

It was.. also helpful for avoiding the other, more scary ones, who didn’t like you all that much. You waved to Freddy, happily walking in his direction. “Heyo! Ready to get our groove on?” 

 

You were happy to hear the soft chuckle that escaped him at your words, and the two of you linked arms. Freddy wasn’t warm like Sun, or cold like Moon. He was very steadily in between, neither warm nor cold. It was calming, and nice, like everything else about Freddy was. “Of course, Superstar, where would you prefer to go first?” 

 

Thinking on it for a bit, you answered, “The gift shop, please!” It was easily one of your favorite rooms. You really, really did want to come during the daytime to buy all this stuff. One day, for sure, you’d sleep long enough to stay awake even after your nightshift. Or maybe, you’d somehow fix your schedule for the weekend, and come during then! It was definitely a dream that you hoped would become a reality, because you did genuinely want everything the gift shop had to offer. 

 

Of course, you could order some things online. Which.. Technically, you already have. Just a Sun and Moon blanket, and a Freddy plushie. There were certain things that only the real store had, though. Like Sun and Moon candies, Montgomery Gatorade, and more. There was even, for some reason, an adult toy section that you swore you’d never go into! It didn’t really surprise you, Fazbear Co. was always looking for more ways to earn money. The only reason you could afford half the stuff in the shop was because of the discount you got for working here!

 

“Freddy, look at this one!” Your eyes widened, running over to the pile of plushies. Grasping it, you held it up to Freddy. 

 

It was a new plushy of him that had recently come out, holding a tiny microphone. He shrugged. “It’s nice, Superstar, but nothing I haven’t seen before.” 

 

You snuggled it close to your face with a little pout, “But it’s so cute!” And he gave a small little laugh. You hoped the interaction at least helped a little, and he did seem a bit cheerier afterwards. As the two of you walked down the halls, he talked aimlessly about random things from the past. You joined in with your own little tidbits, as well, and the two of you made good conversation. 

 

It was around the point where you were nearing Bonnie Bowling, and noticed the little sigh Freddy let out as the two of you passed it. Your eyes trailed up and down his slightly slumped form. 

 

“You must miss him,” you spoke out without thinking. Every time the two of you walk by, Freddy either sighs or gazes longingly at it. He mentioned vaguely the other day that when you’re not around, hanging with the Daycare Attendant, that’s where Freddy spends his nights. It makes sense, really, the two had been a team since the beginning. 

 

He gave a slow nod, eyes trailing to meet yours once more. “I do,” He spoke quietly, tone low as his gaze dropped to the tiled floors of the Plex. “He was my best friend. Me, him, Foxy, and Chica. We were all such a good team.” Freddy’s eyes closed, and he took a deep, long breath. “Bonnie always talked about how he wanted to play in front of a real crowd, on a stage made for more than just kids.”

 

You gently reached for his hand, his eyes opening as you did so. You slowly sat on the ground, him following. Soon enough, the two of you were across from each other, crisscross applesauce, hands intertwined. “Go on.” You stated, giving him an open opportunity for whatever he wanted to say. 

 

It was quiet for a moment. You honestly weren’t sure if Freddy was ready to talk, or even wanted to in the first place. Quickly enough, however, your worries were abandoned as he began to speak. “He wanted to see the sunset,” Was the first thing he said. It was simple, and short. But it was a cold, hard fact. “Now he never will.” It hurts you to hear, because humans see the sunset so often. Almost everyone sees it every day, you included. Sure, sometimes there’s moments where you look at it, think it’s pretty, but then that passes. 

 

“When he.. Left, I promised both myself and him that I’d see the sunset for real one day. I’d cherish it, and watch it until darkness coated the entire sky. I’d watch it long enough for the both of us to enjoy, even though I know he isn’t here to see it anymore.” After his speech, he trailed off with a long sigh. Tears came to your emotional eyes, and your chest hurt. You really felt his pain. In a way, you missed Bonnie a lot, too. 

 

To everyone else, they are robots. Bonnie’s time came and went, and no one thought about how Freddy would feel. Or Chica, or anyone. The people at Fazbear Co. didn’t think about how much Freddy would be hurt by it. They didn’t consider his feelings, or even comprehend that he had any. But, if you were learning anything at all, it was that the animatronics here did feel. Just as much as any human could, really.

 

“Freddy..” You hardly had any words. You knew nothing you could say could make him feel better, but you wanted to try anyway. 

 

Well, that was until he put a quick hand up, stopping you. “Don’t worry, Starlight." The new nickname caught you off guard, but you didn't want to interrupt him. "I know you want to help, but you should know that I’ve come to terms with this a long time ago.” He stood up, reaching a paw out to help you up as well. As you took it, he carefully pulled you into a comfortable hug. “I appreciate you listening.” Now, here he was, making you feel better. That’s just what Freddy was good at. Tears built up, threatening to slip as you let out a sniffle. 

 

Freddy pushed you away just enough to cup your cheeks, forcing your head to look up at him. “Don’t cry,” He hushed, wiping away tears with soft fingers. One practically covered your entire pink cheek, “You have no reason to be sad. Just this walk has made me feel much, much better.” Then, as he situated his arms back by his sides, he said a very serious, very genuine, “Thank you.”

 

It was a nice moment, one you would really cherish forever. Your heart welled up in your chest, and although he told you not to cry, tears were threatening to fall as you gazed at him. But, you nodded, sniffling as you brought your arm to wipe both eyes. Staring at him, slightly blurred, you smiled sweetly. “I’m so–”

 

Before you could get any words out, the watch on your wrist began to beep. Rapidly, that is. Confused, you looked down on it as the words “ALERT!” flashed the screen. Scrambling, you tapped it, and big red letters spoke to you: “MAINTENCE NEEDED IN ROOM THREE.”

 

Looking up at Freddy, eyebrows furrowed, you asked, “What’s in room three?” 

 

“Why?” He asked, stepping closer as you showed him the watch. He examined it, face full of concern as he slowly pulled back. “That’s Monty’s room..” Freddy admitted, voice slow, just as befuddled as you were. 

 

“Monty..?” You mumbled out loud, before looking up at Freddy in a flash. “What if he's not okay..?" Your anxiety began to spike. "We need to check on him!" There was no hesitance, no moment where you stopped to think whether or not this was a good idea. Monty hated you, it seemed, if your first and only encounter was any explanation. Still, you wouldn’t just sit back for this. 

 

It was your job. You had to make sure he was okay. For the job. Freddy looked at you, and it was clear he couldn’t decide whether or not this was actually a good idea. Beginning to walk, you noticed Freddy wasn't following you. "Freddy?" You asked, "Come on, let's go!" When he still didn't budge you groaned, grasping his wrist, and made a run for it. If he wanted to stop you, he could’ve, but he ran with you. And, together, you both ventured to figure out what the HELL was going on.

Notes:

Oooooo!!! Cliffhanger!!! What could possibly go wrong? :)
Also I'm not completely sure if Montgomery Gatorade was in the game, or an author coined it, or what--but I was reading fanfictions for more inspo, and thought it was a super cute idea! So anyways, yea, whoever thought of that is a genius, and now it's a thing in this universe

Chapter 6: Blood Seeped Sweater

Summary:

You and Freddy go to investigate the problem with Monty, only to find yourselves in a very.. life threatening situation
.

Notes:

Hey! Big TW for this chapter!
TRIGGER WARNINGS:
- Blood
- Violence
- Slight gore (not extreme whatsoever)

Monty has a hard time.. controlling himself.

You looked at Freddy wearily as the two of you stood outside Monty’s room. He gave you a nod, and you took a deep breath. Quickly, you tapped the keycard screen with your Fazbear issued card, and the metal door slowly slid open. 

The door slid shut as the two of you entered room three, Monty’s area all to himself that was kept backstage. Freddy towered above you from behind as the two of you looked in horror at the mess. Blaring red lights flashed in the room, a robotic “ALERT!” shouting from the alarms in the room. Ruined clothes scattered along tiled floors, furballs and fluff torn and thrown around. Then, there was Monty, who was panting as his head leaned against the wall. You reached an arm out, and Freddy was quick to grab it, keeping you at distance from the Gator. 

Freddy leaned down, whispering in your ear, “Don’t move too suddenly,” His voice was low, and quiet, but calm. You nodded along. “He gets like this sometimes. The best thing to do is just.. Stay.. calm.” Whether it was programmed in him or not, Freddy was naturally talented when it came to dissolving a bad situation. Perhaps it was implemented in him for the kids, or maybe he learned it himself. Either way, you couldn’t be more grateful. 

Sure, this was your job. You’ve worked millions of customer service jobs, so when they asked in your interview: “Are you capable of handling stressful situations?” It was an easy yes. This is different, though, than normal issues with mean customers. Monty has expressed his dislike for you. Long claws, brute strength–he could hurt you very, very easily. You grimaced, remembering how Sun was so easily able to bruise you that one day. 

Monty could do worse. And he would do it on purpose, too. If your previous encounter with him was any indication, he wanted nothing more but to make you feel pain. There was no hesitation with the way he pinned you. But.. another part of you wanted to believe that that was then, and this is now. He wouldn’t hurt you now, right? Not with Freddy here, anyways. And as always, you were quick to try and come to his defense. 

Opening your mouth to speak, you were cut off when Freddy’s level voice filled the roam. “Monty,” He began, and you noticed the way Monty had completely froze. “You’re having another episode.”

“Don’t you think I know that!?” Monty hissed out through his fangs, fists clutching tight as the metal creaked. Steam escaped his snout, like a bull breathing heavily before it rams. How he’s managing to do this, you have no clue. It’s not like the animatronics could breathe, although you supposed they gave him the ability to seem more in character. “I.. can’t.. Stop..” 

You turned to look at Freddy, who took a step closer. His hand gently placed atop of Monty’s shoulder, who visibly shuddered at the contact. “I know.” Freddy said softly. “But you’re okay. You’re with me, now. Feel my contact on your shoulder. I’m here for you, Monty.” 

There was a very long moment of silence. You hardly made a sound. Monty’s shoulders rose and fell as Freddy massaged sweet circles into the gator’s shoulderplates. You have no idea how long you were there for before you felt the need to say something. This was your job, not Freddy’s. He did so much for you all the time, walking you around, protecting you. Now, here he was again, helping with this. 

It made you feel like a failure, albeit grateful for him. You wanted nothing more than to be good at your job, to have the animatronics love you like you loved them. You wanted to get to know both Monty and Roxy, and have Chica warm up to you. You wanted it to all happen right now, so the gang could live happily ever after. With that mindset, you took a soft step forward. Your heel clicked on the tiles, and Monty stiffened back up. 

“Monty, I–” Your voice was soft, feminine and quiet. It came to a halt as Monty’s head instantly snapped to gaze at you, red glowing eyes piercing you. You suddenly felt small, moving to mess around with your fingers anxiously as you looked pointedly away. “Um..”

“What is she doing here?” His entire body had now turned to face you. If Freddy’s face could become pale, it probably would. 

Freddy gave a careful, nervous chuckle as he moved to pat Monty’s back. When Monty shoved him off, Freddy recovered, keeping his arms by his sides. “She’s just here to help. It’s her job.” And Monty clearly didn’t like that. He didn’t want to hear that. He didn’t even want to think about the relatively new hire. For him, you humans were like a virus that just wouldn’t stop spreading. 

For months, the night guard position remained unfilled. He happily played around with previous hires before then, though. Threatening them, scaring them. Once upon a time he even broke one’s heart. Between him and Moon, night guards at Fazbears never lasted. And finally, finally he won. Humans 0, Monty 1. No new night guard, not for months. And things were going so smoothly, too. 

Besides some episodes here and there, some trips to parts and service that he’d rather not think about, and even a break in, everything was fine! There was no need for a human around here, not when he could protect everybody all on his own. And, besides, humans never treated them with very much respect, anyways. How were they expected to trust a guard who didn’t even want to protect them, in the first place? 

So, yeah. Monty hates humankind. He envied them, wanted to see the world like they have. But here he was. He, and all his greatness, stuck on a stage. Forced to entertain children who hardly had a care. They didn’t care about him, they cared about having fun. All of this eventually bundled up into all his hate for humans. His belief that they’re selfish. Nothing more, and nothing less. So, when his eyes trail over your disgusting, writhing frame, watching him during his most vulnerable moments.. He sees red. 

One stomp towards you, claws stretching out as he crouches lower, readying to pounce. Freddy’s paw presses against his chest as your legs begin to shake, suddenly feeling cornered. Like prey, at the hands of a predator. Vulnerable eyes looked up at Monty, and you opened your mouth to speak once more. “I–”

“ You ,” He was dripping, perhaps even seething with anger. “It’s always all about you .” His voice went low, dark. You shivered. “ There’s a new night guard. ” He mimicked other voices, “ She’s not that bad! ” A roll of his eyes. “ Monty, the new night guard said I was special!!!!! ” A grunt escaped him after that last one, and he looked up at the ceiling with angry eyes screwing shut. “Just shut UP !” The yell escaped from the deep depths of his voice box. “ SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP! ”

With each shout, you shook more. Tears almost brimmed your widened, pathetic eyes. And then, in a flash, before Freddy could even bring his processors to react, Monty was on you. His claws poked into your sides as his ginormous body pinned you against the door. They dug into your pale, fragile skin. Blood coated his fingers, long nails puncturing, deep enough to wound. A choked gasp escaped you, and even quicker, Freddy wrapped his arms around Monty’s waist. 

The Gator was swiftly pulled away from you, claws slicing out of skin as you stumbled against the metal door to his room. “Run, Starlight!” Freddy yells out, panic filling his voice as blood begins seeping through the green sweater you’re wearing. Adrenaline began flowing through your veins, and all of a sudden, it was like the world was moving slow. You instantly knew what you had to do, all instincts kicking in.

In a swift motion, as Monty thrashed and kicked around, you shuffled around your pocket. Pulling out your keycard, your hand instantly shot beside you, where the keypad was. Screams and growls escaped past Monty’s sharp, rabid fangs as he dug his claws into Freddy’s wristplates. Whether or not animatronics could feel physical pain, you couldn’t help but feel for Freddy. Even though, as the door finally, albeit too slow for the situation, slid open, you had one thought. 

Run as fast as you possibly could back to the daycare. 

It was the place you felt the safest in, and you knew that Sun would protect you. Sure, the bot was ridden with anxiety–could hardly harm a fly if he knew it would hurt it! But.. Sun was.. Strong. And he’d protect you, you knew he would. If Freddy could take Monty’s claws, Sun would take more than just that. 

So, you made a break for it. To a place you practically considered home at this point. You longed to be in the safe space of the daycare, wrapped up in Sun’s warm arms again. You’d give anything just to reach it. Step after step, your heeled flats clacked on tiled floors. Fast, zipping through the halls, feeling like you weren’t running fast enough.

Your legs burned as you ran for your life. Through the stage, you hopped down onto the ground and fled through masses of party-prepped tables. Regular neon lights flashed around you, but this time you weren’t going to take the time to admire them. As you turn to look back, Monty is standing threateningly on the ginormous stage, crouched like he’s about to pounce. 

Freddy’s nowhere to be seen. You can’t worry about him, not now. Not when Monty’s eyes are feasting on the way you pick up the pace. This is fun for him, you realize–the chase. You didn’t have time to worry about Freddy, about where he was or what had happened between the two, because you had one goal now. All you had to do was make it to the daycare. Both arms shot out, palms pressing against dining hall doors and pushing them flush open. 

The neon signs in the Plex surrounded you eerily, black and white retro designs flashing by as you ran with full might down the hall. Gasping, panting, unable to look behind you as stomps and huffs followed you. You didn’t know if Monty was really behind you, or if you were just hallucinating it. Was it fear? Or was he close?

You could feel the ghost of Monty’s claws reaching for you as you ran, but you refused to look back. Wide eyes met the doors to the gift store, and you almost cried out in relief. Reaching for them, so close to victory, you were suddenly pinned to the floor. You came down with a crash, screaming out as an arm reached for the door. 

Something heavy pressed down on your arm. Back arching, you yelled out a pain-filled screech as your arm was pressured. Tears slid down your face, sobbing as the tiled floors became coated in slick wetness. “Wait–!” You yelped, before Monty stepped on your arm harder. Another scream, wailing out as snot dripped from your nose. 

Blood from your previous wounds slipped out from the cuts on either side of you, green sweater turning a very, very dark red. Your vision went blurry from tears, and you wished you’d just black out already. Monty was heavy on top of you, staring down at your hair as red eyes dared daggers into you. You could practically feel his murderous intent, hyperventilating underneath him. 

A large claw dug fingers into your skull, pulling your head up by his hand alone. You felt the sharpness of his nails run underneath your hair, and you whimpered as he held your head. There was a moment, maybe two, that passed with nothing happening. “Go on,” He growled lowly. “Beg.”

Your eyes screwed shut, and realization that you’d lost the chase had really seeped in at his words. Not only did he want to hurt you, he wanted you to plead for your life. He held all the power in this situation, ready to end your life at any whim. So, you obliged. “Monty, please–”

“ Louder !”  

“Please!” You yelped, shivering at the pure brutality. Like an animal, truly. Flared nose, tightened jaw. You couldn’t see him, you had no idea the expression on his face–but you knew it wasn’t pretty. You wondered if this was it for you, if you’d die inside of Fazbear’s. If Sun would miss you, if Moon would miss you. If they’d even remember you. 

He mimicked a spit, and his other hand dropped beside your head while the other still held your snotty face up. Monty hissed. “Fucking humans,” A low rumble came from his voice box. “Always so, so pathetic!” And suddenly, he was laughing. It was dark, and evil. “And you all think you’re soooo mucccchh better!” Leaning down, his whispering voice was next to your ear. “Look at you now.”

Your arms shook, heart pounding in your chest as you shook your head. Surprisingly yourself, you began yelling, too, “I know!” And Monty pulled away for just a moment. “I know humans are bad! They’re terrible, and selfish!” Suddenly, all your nerves began spilling out in words. “They make the world around them worse, and they take everything for granted!” Hell, if you were going to die here, at least you’d go down screaming. 

Monty was frozen on top of you, so you continued. Sobbing out practically every single word, “We’re violent, and destructive! And everyone around us suffers because of it– I get it ! I get why you feel this way, why you hate humans!” Tears slipped out of your eyes as Monty let go of your head. You hit the floor with a thump, before turning to look up at him. His eyes were wide as he stared down at you, hands up and away from you. His stance had become more relaxed. Your eyebrows furrowed, looking up at him desperately. Red cheeks, glossy lips, and blurry eyes. You said, softly this time, “I get it because I hate them too.” 

All sounds ceased. Monty didn’t creak, or even move. He sat atop of you, his weight uncomfortable on your back. You were sure it wasn’t his full weight, or you’d be dead, but it still hurt just a bit. Bleeding out from your sides, and your right arm sufficiently out for the count, you felt like a broken doll. 

Yet, all you could think about, was Monty. Was this how he felt every day? Like a broken robot, constantly laughed at and hated on by all the humans around him? This is why he hated you, why he hurt you. He wanted to make you feel the way he feels every day. He wanted it to be fair, because he’s been harmed so many times, in so many ways. You couldn’t help but look at him sympathetically, whining out in soft pain. 

Everything surely hurt, but you could hardly feel it at that moment. Maybe it was the adrenaline, or the way you prioritized Monty in that moment over your own wellbeing. You opened your mouth to speak more, but were interrupted. Because, at that exact moment, the power to the building shut off, and the lights went out. 

The whole world went dark around you. Without the pressure on your spine, and the soft glow of his deep red eyes, you’d have no idea Monty was even there. Then, before you could react, everything happened so quickly. A soft scampering sound was heard in front of you, similar to the sound you heard that first night in the dark. Then, a dark figure pushed Monty off of you in one swift motion. A gasp escaped you, eyes still adjusting as Monty grunted. 

Then, you heard the screaming. Monty was yelling, his voice box becoming like static as you heard the commotion just moments away from you. You needed to do something, to help him. As you tried to stand, you coughed, and blood shot out onto the tiles. Crying out, you pressed your left palm against the floor and tried once more. A yelp escaped you as you fell back on the floor, and with wide, terrified eyes, you realized you weren’t able to stand. 

Still, you had to try. You crawled over to the nearest wall, getting on your knees and using your good arm to pull yourself up from there. Finally, with bent knees, you stood fully. Coughing again into your good hand, coating it in blood as well. Shaking it off, your bad arm stayed limp by your side as you took a steady step towards the fight. You could hardly make out who was who, or even what the mysterious figure was. Two sets of red eyes bounced around as the animatronics fought, metal scraping and processors whirring. 

“ Youuuu will NEVER hurt herrr againn ,” You recognized that voice. You recognized it so, so well, even though you hardly ever heard it. 

A whisper, “Moon?” Your voice was so soft, so shaky, but Moon paid no attention to you. As if everything came to you in that moment, eyes widening and heart thumping in your chest. Against the walls, your heart began to pound. Realization set in deeply at what was happening, and although you had wounds that carved deep, you had to do something. 

Step. 

Step.

Step.

Blood dripped onto the floors as you ran to the two. Green sweater dripping off your shoulders, then falling to the ground. Good arm stretched out, trying to reach for them, you saw through blurry eyes as Moon tore Monty apart. Metal pieces flew everywhere, and Monty screamed out. It was horrifying, and you sobbed as you limped closer. You were so, so close. You could almost reach him, almost get to him. “Moon, stop!” You screeched, and everything in the room seemed to come to a quick halt.

One more step forehead, vision completely going away, you fell. Before you hit the ground, cold hands wrapped around you, carefully avoiding your wounds. Tears slipped out of tired eyes as they forced shut, getting one last glimpse of Moon before you were out like a light. Darkness took over your mind, and night overwhelmed you. Eyes screwed shut, your breathing slowed, and the world turned off. 

You fainted.

Notes:

Ahahahahaha.. overprotective Moon <3

Chapter 7: Pale, White Bedsheets

Summary:

The aftermath of the fight! A deepdive into Moon's headspace, as well, where we learn how he truly feels regarding the reader.

Notes:

This is a very, very Moon oriented chapter!
TW: Obsession, Blood mention, hospital

Moon wasn’t in his right headspace. Not as he looked down at you, not after he tore Monty apart. It had been a long, long while since Moon did something like this. Lost control like this. See, this was all your fault. He looked down at you, faltering red eyes dimming down as his gaze softened. Your cute face, stained with dried tears, and puffy lips. Red cheeks that are becoming paler by the second. 

He should rush to call the police, yes, but how can he not get distracted by you? You totally took him by surprise, that first day he met you. When you entered the daycare, and the smile you gave Sun. He envied the bright animatronic, but knew all the while that if it were him, you wouldn’t have left the daycare that day. 

Because, really, at first, Moon wanted you gone. He hated your voice, and the way you walked. He hated that you were here, that another person was assigned to babysit them. He didn’t need any guard–or anyone at all, for that matter. Moon was perfectly fine being alone before, and he is perfectly fine being alone now. 

No, past tense. 

He was fine with being alone. 

And he was fine with hating you, until the lights shut off on your first night. He just had to follow you. He watched you fiddle for your lost flashlight, and saw through night vision how scared you were. How easy it was to make you shake, and the way your chest rose and fell with each panicked breath. And, see, Moon is perfectly able to keep himself completely silent while he stalks his prey, but he enjoyed seeing your head turn at the slightest of sounds. 

Sun was begging in their shared headspace for Moon to just ignore you. He had thirty minutes of surveillance time, and he was wasting half of it on you. There was something deeper, though, with Sun’s requests–Sun was afraid, too. Like you were scared of Moon, Sun shared similar feelings. Sun liked you, fell head over heels for you at the first sight of you. And Moon, well.. He didn’t exactly have the best rep. 

It wasn’t exactly a secret in the Plex that Moon was dangerous. He’s hurt plenty of night guards before you, for his own reasons. Sometimes it was to protect him and Sun, or it was due to anger. Moon had gone off the rails many, many times. There was a very thin strand holding him back from completely, ruthlessly harming you. Sun knew that, Moon knew that. Yet he didn’t harm you. 

Because you, you , are different. 

Because when the Glamrocks were so, so mean to you, you still defended them. You told Freddy that it was your fault. That you were the problem, and you didn’t judge them for treating you as such. And, Moon, well..

Well, he became infatuated. 

He expected you to leave them. He knew that one day, you would break your promises. While Sun was happy to put full faith into you, he reserved his trust. When Sun hurt you, Moon knew you would run. He knew you couldn’t stomach the truth beneath the two, the animatronics they really were. Sure, Sun may seem all cuddly and happy, but he is just as spiky as Moon. 

But then you didn’t leave. You took Moon by surprise again. And again, and again. So yes, he was a little obsessed. He listened to you talk and talk, and memorized every word. Every yawn, every cute face, every sound he enjoyed–saved. Saved forever in their storage from them to enjoy. Every giggle, every frown. And, while Moon never reached to touch you, Sun was happy to. Moon saved the feeling of you, though. He let it seep into his sensors and held onto it so, so tightly. 

Tonight, Sun could hear your screaming. He could hear the sounds of your heels clacking on tiles as you ran. He could hear Monty running after you, and Sun’s entire body froze. Oh, how badly did Sun want to save you. If Sun would, he would’ve run so fast. Moon watched, with panic through their shared mind, as Sun stood in the opening of the door, looking upon the empty hallway. 

He couldn’t leave. 

He just couldn’t. His feet barely hovered over the line separating the two areas, and he suddenly fell backwards. He was panicking–If he could breath, his heart would be racing. He couldn’t lose you, he wouldn’t lose you. Not yet, not when he had just found you. Not when they had just found you. 

It was written in his system, and there wasn’t anything he could do. Metal claws scratched anxiously, scraping the paint off the rays protruding from his head. Moon was yelling at him to do anything, to just leave the room. Sun was yelling that he couldn’t, that there wasn’t anything he could do. And, it all felt so hopeless. 

They were going to lose you. The only good thing that has happened to them since they were made. If Moon was in control, he would kill anything that dared take you away from them. He would do what he was good for, and make the world around you fear him. He’d protect you, harm others, anything . Anything for sweet, sweet you. 

And then, suddenly, he was in control. Yet, he wasn’t. He was blinded by furious rage. The moment the lights turned off, Sun let out a gasp as Moon rushed out–before they had even fully switched. Running, running, quickly transforming into the monster he was, he ran as fast as he could. 

Monty was on top of you, and you were hurt. You were bleeding, his sensors were going crazy. Your heart was racing, you were sweating and panting. You had tears, and Monty wasn’t green anymore–he was red. Moon saw bright red. Red, like the color of blood, and the representation of his anger. 

And, sure, Moon has hurt others before, but never another animatronic. He would never, ever, hurt his own kind for human scum–but you weren’t scum. No, no, you were perfect. You liked them, you wanted to be friends with them. Moon would do anything for you. He would get taken apart bit by bit for you. 

Some would say, yeah, maybe, Moon fell a little too hard, too fast. It’s different, though. It’s not like he ever got to be a normal human. He didn’t grow up, have awkward moments, meet people. He used to work with kids, but oh no, no! They were too scared. Everyone around him was scared. And, sure, a part of him liked it that way. A deeper part of him knew he craved the attention. 

And there you were, so complacent. So easily handing it over. He could eat you up, hold you, squeeze you, hurt you. No matter what, he was sure you’d stay. You weren’t like anyone else he’d ever met, and you surprised him with every sentence, every time you inched closer to their robotic form. You looked at Moon with such kind, lovely eyes. He really could get lost in them forever.

Moon has no idea how long he was out. Like an error in his code, he has no memory of tearing Monty apart. The gator would be fine, probably. It wasn’t like parts and service couldn’t easily fix him up, but Moon would prefer if they didn’t. And cute, naive little you, wanted him to stop. How could he ignore someone like you? You were his whole world, everything. 

It all happened so fast, too. A part of him hates himself for it. He told himself since the beginning, that he didn’t need anybody. That humans, they held him back. They never treated him well, and he could do without them. It was years. Years, and years, and years of having no world. No anything. Sure, he had Sun, but that only ever got him so far. 

Then you. 

You, you, you. 

God, you. So perfect. 

And he hates himself because he likes you so much. You’re his world, now. You filled the empty space in his non-existent heart. So, yeah. Moon doesn’t have any regrets, not even as he takes his time staring idly at your resting face. A cold, gentle finger brushes against your cheek. He’s not used to the feeling of skin on him, and his eyes lid. 

Sun always gets the affections. He gets loved and adored, compliments and praises. Moon has felt all the different hugs Sun gets, watches as people love his counterpart more than him. Not you, though. You didn’t even make the motion to move off his lap that first time the two of you met. That was the first time in years that Moon had touched another person with his own freezing hands. Felt true connection. 

He was worried he would hurt you, be too much for you. For the first time ever, Moon feared himself more than the person nearby did. Moon knew he was a monster, a being that was able to do so much pain. You, however, looked past that. Moon froze your body down to a low enough temperature to slow your bleeding, a peaceful lullaby playing from inside his chest as sirens neared. 

Red lights came from the outside. Blaring, quick. Humans. Humans that he would have to trust would help you. And, well, Moon didn’t want to hand you over. He didn’t believe they would do their job–didn’t think them worthy of having you underneath their care. Your eyes stirred slightly open, and you looked up at him so desperately. His processors froze, coming to a halt. 

Then, he handed you to the man in a white coat, collapsing once he was back at the daycare. 

‘ I’m scared, Moon..’ Sun whispered to him. 

He was silent as the lights returned, switching bodies once more as workers ran past the daycare doors. Sun knelt on the ground, eyes wide and irremovable grin turned into a deep frown. 

‘ Me too, Sunny. ’

–

You were never a fan of hospitals. When you woke up, you practically shot right out of the bed. Hyperventilating, with a million things strung from machines to your fragile body. Bandages wrapped around your waist, and bruises along your back and arms. You were afraid, rightfully so. Everything kicked in, and things really hurt. 

Dim, boring white cinder walls surrounded you like a cage. Sterile equipment, bland curtains, lifeless beds. Then, as if the world wanted to continue kicking you while you were down, all the memories came rushing back like a flood. “Moon!” You screamed, reaching out an arm as if he were there, but you were alone. 

A nurse quickly ran in at the sound of your voice yelling, telling you to calm down. She explained where you were, and what had happened, but you only cared about one thing. “Moon! What about Moon? Is he okay? Is Monty okay?” It was almost comical the way the nurse stammered around her words, before finally declaring that she’d get someone who could help. 

A few moments later, a familiar face entered the room. Thin, blonde haired tied into a ponytail. A black, office skirt, and a dark blue button-up that was safely tucked into it. Vanessa, the woman who you interviewed with, and the same person who hired you on the spot. “Oh, you’re alright–” Her demeaner instantly relaxed as she scanned you up and down. She sat down in the chair next to you, letting out a breath of relief. 

“Please, you have to tell me everything. Is Moon okay? And what happened with Monty!?” 

“Shhh,” Vanessa hushed, eyebrows furrowing in pity as she reached out to gently grasp your hand. “Take a deep breath, and calm down.” The heart monitor besides you was beeping rapidly, so you took her word and inhaled. Exhale. “There you go. Now, one question at a time.”

You nodded, swallowing. “Is Moon–?” 

“He’s fine,” She answered quickly, smiling at you. “We actually got a full report from Sun on what happened, and questioned Moon again afterwards. He told us that Monty had gone out of control, and he stepped in to protect you.” A tang in your heart. Moon had saved you, yes, but.. At what cost? 

“And Freddy?” 

“He’s doing a lot better as of today, I heard. As he reported, he held Monty back long enough for you to get a good head start. He took a couple of hits, and powered down after his head hit a nearby wall–but he’s doing just peachy now!”

While it was good news, nothing was sitting right for you. Because, well, Monty.

Monty backed off. At the very last second, you got through to him. You know you must have. You felt it with the way his entire body language calmed, and his eyes lost the same anger they had before. Moon didn’t know that, though, and you couldn’t blame him for protecting you. Not that you weren’t grateful–maybe you were reading things wrong, and Monty was about to pounce again. “So.. Monty..?”

She sighed, looking away. “If I’m completely honest,” Vanessa’s voice went flat as it escaped pursed lips. “I’m not sure. Of course, he’s a valuable animatronic. Without Bonnie, we need him. It’s not like there can be a band of three, and we just don’t have the funds to build an entirely new one.” She rambled, probably nervous that you would ask to be rid of him. Meanwhile, you were thinking the complete opposite. “It’s much more.. Cost efficient, to just fix him up. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Your voice suddenly went low. Serious. A way you don’t typically speak. “Vanessa,” You began, and she stiffened. “I don’t care about any of that. I want to know if he’s okay.”

There was a moment of silence, and then she was suddenly laughing. Her hand squeezed yours tighter as she leaned back in her chair, smiling brightly at you. “Oh, hun, you’re just too sweet, y’know that? Did you see the damage that dirty animatronic did to you? How can you be worried about him?”

Your gaze dropped to the bedsheets, where you injured arm was resting. “Well, you’re the first person I’ve talked to since waking up. I don’t really know how far my injuries go, but that doesn’t matter. At the end.. Just when Monty was about to..” you gulped, swallowing your nerves. “Y’know. He.. seemed to have a change of heart. I think it might have been something I said.”

Vanessa’s eyes went soft as she listened. After a good, nice moment of silence, she stood. Her grip on your hand dropped gently, and she dusted off her skirt. “I understand,” She stated. “Well, I’m just happy you’re okay. Besides the fact that Fazbear applications are hard to come by these days, even fewer of them tend to actually like the animatronics.” 

Vanessa went to go pick up her bag, which you hadn’t even noticed she put down. “You wouldn’t believe the amount of hires we’ve had who have gone out of there way to hurt our animatronics.” Then, suddenly, she turned around. Her powerful stance sent a shiver down your spine. “Don’t be fooled, though, they can be dangerous. I won’t lie to you, because I care about you. You might think Monty has changed, but there’s a good chance he won’t. Now, if you want me to implement any safety measures, ways to prevent him from even being near you–”

“No,” You interrupted her, eyebrows slanting firmly as you metaphorically put your foot down. “That won’t be necessary.” Then, with a more gentle gaze, “But.. Thank you, Vanessa. I appreciate your concern.”

An understanding smile graced Vanessa’s lips, and her eyes were endearing as she turned the nob on the door. “Of course. Take as much time as you need, there’s no rush to coming back to work.”

You gave a smile, a thumbs up with your good hand, and a nod. She returned the gesture, before shutting the door. You did like Vanessa, now and back then in the interview. You didn’t get any bad feelings from her, or any ideas that she was out to harm you. Of course, she was still your boss, but she was one human you didn’t completely dislike. Vanessa very obviously didn’t trust the animatronics, though. That didn’t sit right with you. 

Your body felt fragile. You took the blanket off and rolled up your gown to view the bandages splayed over your tiny form. Tracing over each and every covered cut, you thought back to Sun and Moon. You wondered what they were doing, the thoughts they were having. If the daycare was running today, as usual, or if the situation was considered so serious that they’d shut down the area altogether. 

After a bit of waiting, your doctor entered the room. She seemed nice enough, very smart. Professional, and attentive. She got you water, and explained to you the extent of your injuries. Monty’s claws had run deep, yes, but it was nothing more than some cuts on each of your sides. She remarked that they would heal, yes, albeit the chance of scarring. 

Your arm was another story, and the most harmed part of you. It wasn’t broken, thankfully, but it had endured massive amounts of pressure. The doctor told you it was a miracle there was no permanent damage, and said that you were very lucky it wasn’t broken. Your arm was very, very green however, and you could hardly move it without pain shooting through you. 

Her final diagnosis was that you would need to stay in the hospital for a few more days, but would be home by the weekend. It was reassuring, and you thanked her so very much for her hard work. After she left, you couldn’t help but frown as you gazed at your injuries once more. Thankful nothing was too seriously damaged, but still weary. You wanted to go home now. 

No, what you wanted, was to see Sun and Moon again. You wanted to hug them, and thank them, and tell them that everything was alright. You were stuck in the hospital though, simply daydreaming about what you’ll do the next time you’ll see them.

Notes:

I like the idea that Vanessa is good, OKAY!?!?!?!? LEAVE ME ALONE I JUST WANT ALL THE CHARACTERS TO GET ALONG!!!!! IS THAT SO BAD????

Chapter 8: Dead Leaves

Notes:

I fear this chapter did not cook!!!!!!

Sorry for the wait, I was on vacation :)
This chapter was gen excruciating to write. It took a week (I worked through my vacation), it's unedited, and even though it's done I still hate it!!!!!

But I really do hope you enjoy <3
Don't worry, next chapter will have more Sun and Moon :)

The week you spent in the hospital was.. Literal Hell! For both you, and your little animatronic pals. 

For you, the hospital was digging into your brain. The white walls, porcelain colors, and sterile environment was beginning to make you stir. Nothing helped fill the silence–the hours sitting there, counting down each minute. The short moments of your day when the nurses would come by were loved, enjoyed, and savored . Perhaps you were the only person who was waiting on the edge of their bed to go to work.

Sure, rest was a necessity. You sustained many, many injuries. God, your nurses were doing their all just to get your arm back to normal. And, sure, maybe the cuts didn’t run nearly as deep as they could’ve, but you were becoming restless over here! Vanessa only visited once more, and she filled you in about how the daycare was finally opening back up. She mentioned that Sun had even asked her how you were doing–and man, did that fill you with utter joy. 

It made you warm inside that the bot was worried about you. Relieved, because you worried for them, as well. You haven’t stopped thinking about them. Them near you, talking to you, smiling at you. Having Sun’s arms around you. The way his warm sensors would engulf you, holding you so carefully. His smile as he stares down at you, as if you were the most precious being in the entire world. How he takes care of you.

And then, Moon. You miss the way Moon watches you as you gush about your day. Glowing, deep red eyes that bore into your soul. His cold, metallic fingers against your skin, and the gentle way he holds you. Like you’re fragile; Like you mean something to him. The way he never goes to touch you, hold you, or go near you–unless you go near him . And, if you do that, he’ll hold you so, so dearly. Like he never wants to let go. 

Ugh. 

It’s so hard being apart from them. And not just them, Freddy too! You miss the hours spent chatting, walking around the Plex. Forever grateful to him for protecting you not just in general, but against Monty, too. You miss your job so much! It’s unfair, really. Normal people dread their work lives, believe it to be too repetitive, too exhausting, but they have to go every day! You’re craving, practically fiending for freedom at this point. You want to be back already.

And, man, the animatronics want you back so badly, too. 

Sun’s having a hard time doing his job at the daycare. Before he finally gathered the courage to ask Vanessa about you, which Moon played a big help in, he was bugging out. He could hardly focus on the kids during the day. They ran, and made messes. While his usual, plastered grin shined bright, his insides were feeling something totally different. 

A kid even pointed it out. Said, “Sun! You seem sad!” With a big frown. “But you have such a big smile! Why?”

And, with one finger pointing up, Sun knelt down on his knee. He replied, “Well, sometimes, people feel a lot of emotions all at once! But– But it’s important! Yes, yes, very important! That you do your best to control them!” His voice box gave a noticeable glitch, and his tone was so high pitched it was borderline squeaky. But kids don’t know that, no. They don’t know much. So he got away with it. 

Internally, though, Sun was melting down. And, sure, the days were bad, but the nights? They were Hell. It was so, so much worse than before; when you didn’t exist. Because now, not only was he alone– AGAIN –but he was worrying about you. It helped, hearing from Vanessa that you were healing, and would be returning. It didn’t help, however, that he didn’t know when that would be. Vanessa was vague. 

Sun rocked back and forth throughout the night, for hours on end. The first two days that passed, he busied himself with super fun activities. Like coloring, and running around, and timing himself to see how long he could do a handstand. Sometimes he slid down the slides too. Oh, and, there was that one hour where he played tag.. Alone! Yeah, he was so screwed without you. Nothing he could do except sit and wait until Moon came out. 

Things weren’t much better for Moon, though. Oh, no, no, no! At least he got to roam the Plex, though. Instead of doing his job, however, he just listened to the other animatronics. Monty wasn’t back yet–wouldn’t be for another week. There was a lot of talk between the Glamrocks, even some STAFF bots. Moon was able to learn so much, yet so little. 

He found out that Chica, despite how little she actually talked to you, was hoping you’d come back soon. Freddy missed you, too, although that didn’t surprise anybody. Roxy hated you so much, she openly talked about her heavy dislike towards you. Said that without you around, Monty wouldn’t have gotten hurt. Moon had to resist the urge to tear her apart, too. Tell her that without Monty around, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt. 

All this information, yet nothing about your state. Nothing that mentioned when you would be back. Back in his arms, in their arms. Moon regrets all the times he wanted to touch you, and never did. He regrets spending so long not trusting you. He hates that he only gets 30 minutes with you, three times a night. He hates that he didn’t get to talk to you more, and he hates how alone he is now because of it. 

All the two have are videos. Saved files, images, sounds. Stuff that is you, but isn’t really you. And, really, it’s not enough, but it’s what they have. Day and night, they cherish what they’ve collected of you over the time spent with you. They sit and wait, cry on the inside because they can’t on the outside, and scramble themselves together. They try to act strong, impatient. 

It’s Thursday morning when you’re told you’ll be leaving on Friday. One more day. That’s all it is, and then you have to see them. Who cares if you only work weekdays? You’ll go anyway! It’s already decided. The grin you give the nurse brightens up the white room. Like all the anger, sadness, and depression in the world has washed away. 

Your arm still hurts, just a bit. Your sides will scar, yes. But you get to see them soon. So, so soon. It’s almost too good to believe! You jump around with glee the second you’re left alone in the room, giggling to yourself as you begin to get giddy. You think about what you’ll wear, what you’ll say. You wonder if you can even get into the daycare without a child with you. 

All this to say, Thursday went by agonizingly slow. You sat and waited and ate when they brought food. Rolled around, winced whenever you’d lay on your bruises a little too hard. Talked to the nurses a bunch, thanked them for everything. Respectful as always, you were. And then, you passed out. Slept the day off, hoping to make time move just a little faster. 

Friday was a crazy, crazy day. Completely opposite to Thursday. Your family wasn’t in your life, didn’t visit you in the hospital, and certainly wasn’t going to help you home. So, Vanessa helped. “Thank you, again,” You said softly, tone laced with gratitude as she helped you into the car. Her blonde hair struggled to escape her beanie, wind blowing catastrophically. 

She smiled, shining white teeth and even a sparkle. “Please, anytime. This is just a small part of me repaying you for everything that happened. Are you comfortable?”

You gave a nod, grinning at her. You appreciated having a boss so nice; you weren’t quite used to it. Again, your past jobs didn’t end well. You were constantly falling asleep where you stood, messing up. Your clumsiness wasn’t exactly something that could be put on a resume. And, sometimes, really, your bosses were just plain rude–leading you to quit, rather than getting fired. “I am. And, please, you really don’t have to worry about all that–”

“Oh, hush.” Vanessa gave a soft laugh, shutting the door and getting into the driver's seat. Buckling, she turned on the car. Then, the radio. Soft pop music played as she began driving, and snow started falling from the sky. You gazed at the world around you, the bright sun. It made you squint, you had become so accustomed to the night time. 

You forgot how beautiful the world could be when the sun was out. Before, your life was so, so much darker. You hated waking up, the sun blinded your eyes. The blaring alarm going off before you wanted it to. The way you had to roll out of bed, force yourself to work just to have a place to live. 

You hated all of it. All the nasty people, giving you judgmental looks as you passed them by. That’s why relating to Monty, despite everything, was easy. You understood what it was like to hate those around you. Right now, though, there’s a beauty in the simplicity of the daytime. Riding in Vanessa’s little car, cheap due to the small paychecks the company provides. 

Snow coating grass, leaving no greenery left in sight. Trees stripped of their leaves, flowers pummeled by coldness. It had been so long since you had seen the sun legitimately. Sometimes when you’re sleeping throughout the day, you’ll wake up, groan at it, then fall back asleep. The warmth of it softly rests along the side of your face tilted towards the window. It lulls your eyes into peaceful slumber until–

“I’m really glad you’re okay.”

Vanessa’s voice brings you out of it, and your eyes open in an instant. Eyeing her up and down, her body is tense. Her hands grip the steering wheel, nailed painted mint to match her eyes. She’s shaky, but stern. And you can tell that she means what she said, so deeply. Like you being hurt, hurt her. And, for the first time in a long while, your heart clenches in your chest because of something another human said. 

The only thing in your life that ever made you feel like that, was Sun and Moon. It was nice, having someone else who seemed to care for your wellbeing. You didn’t want to trust it so easily, but you couldn’t help it. Here she was, being kind to you. Before this incident, you hadn’t even had so much as a few words exchanged. Now, it seemed like you two had a bond.

You smiled. “Yeah, me too.” I return my gaze to the window. “I’m even more glad to be out of the hospital.” Then, smile turned to grin, you stated, “and even MORE excited to get back to work!”

Vanessa gave an effortless laugh, leaning over the wheel as her body seemed to relax. Her eyes crinkled, wrinkles built up from years of stress. The two of you had a small, pleasant conversation for the rest of the ride. The hospital wasn’t necessarily overly far from the small apartment you lived in. The area became quickly recognizable, and your eyes danced along the shops and houses. 

Your building wasn’t special, or anything. Just another brick apartment squished between a hundred others. Old, a little worn, and very small. Vanessa was nice enough to help you up the stairs, just in case anything happened. You invited her inside, and she took a look around. You kept it clean, sure, but it was mainly empty. You hardly used it, after all. Most of your time was spent at the Plex. Sleep, work, eat, repeat. 

“It’s certainly.. small!” Vanessa remarked, and you gave an awkward laugh. 

Shrugging, “Yeah, I know. It’s less of a home, and more just a place I sleep in.”

She gave a nod, fixing her tie. “I understand,” Another perfect smile. “Well, I’ll let you be. I’m sure you're dying to rest in your actual bed.” You nod, and then suddenly, her arms gently pull you into a hug. You’re shorter than her, and she engulfs you in a nice cloud of warmth. Not as warm as Sun, not as cold as Moon.

You squeeze her back, light enough to ensure you don’t strain your arm, but tight enough to reassure her. “I’m back to work on Monday, right?”

A laugh. “You’re such a workaholic,” Vanessa laughs. “Remind me to take you out sometime!” She pulls away, staring down at you. “But yes, Monday. If you’re alright with that. Again, please, take as much time–”

“I’m okay with it!” You guaranteed, giving her a thumbs up. She shook her head. With a wave goodbye, another hug, and some chatter, she was leaving. When the door to your apartment finally shut, your body practically went limp. Any energy in the room removed itself, and you almost fell to your knees. 

You wobbled your way into your bedroom. Empty, void of color. A vague amount of Fazbear posters, some sketches you made of Sun and Moon. A rug, of course. And, the thing you craved the most at this current moment, your bed. Falling on it, an oomph escaped you. Breathing all the air out of your lungs, and letting the mattress soak you in. 

You missed your favorite animatronics. You wondered what it’d feel like to be back in Sun’s arms again; daydreamed about whether or not Moon would hug you, too, when you returned. Thought about whether or not they missed you like you ached for them. It hadn’t hit you how much you had gotten used to all the physical contact until it stopped. 

Laying down, you feel alone. Empty. You grab your phone, and start shopping. You scroll through it for hours, picking out outfits for your visit. Luckily, they’ll come in on time, and you get all excited to see them once again. Just a few more days. Tomorrow, then Sunday, and you’ll be there!

There’s still the issue that they are Daycare Attendants, not Glamrocks. They have no reason–no authority–to roam the actual Plex. Even then, the only animatronics that could really leave their areas were the STAFF bots. Even as popular as they were, the Glamrocks were still under strict rules during the day.

Although, Moon had left the daycare that one time. Y’know, to save you. Has he been able to do that all this time? If so, why didn’t he ever bring it up? And why hadn’t you found out until just then? You had so many questions, and so little answers. Another reason you were excited to get back. For the last few days, all you’ve done is sit in a white room and let your worries marinate. 

Question everything, replay that night over and over in your head. Freddy protecting you, Monty chasing you. The feeling of never quite making it, not being fast enough no matter how much you tried. Your first night in the hospital, you dreamt it up all over again. But.. you thought less about the dangers, and more about the possibilities. 

What if you really got through to Monty? At the last second, he pulled away. He stopped. He gave you some unreadable expression that teared through you more than those sharp claws of his. Even if he did though, could you even face him? After everything; all he’d done, was it even possible at that point?

Would you shake? Maybe cry, or quiver? Collapse? Your worst nightmare was becoming everything he accused you to be. The last thing you wanted was to be like the other humans you despised so much. Yet, here you were, scared of him. Scared of what he could do. And, after watching how easily Moon tore him up, you felt a little scared by that, too. 

As much as you hated to admit it, hardly wanted to consider it, you never wanted to see Moon like that ever again. As grateful as you were, because Moon practically saved your entire life, there was the underlying knowledge now that he could easily hurt you. Hurt you worse than Monty did, if he wanted to. Tear you apart, bit by bit, like he did to the gator. 

And, if Moon could do it, then couldn’t Sun? If he hated you enough. If he pushed past all his anxiety and worries, would he? If you weren’t you, but just another night guard, would they attack? It had happened before, hadn’t it? That’s why they stopped hiring for your position months ago, and why you so quickly got hired. 

Your eyes were opening to a lot of things. This experience taught you so much; but there was one thing you knew for sure. On Sunday, you were going to get some answers. And, if you didn’t on Sunday, you would definitely get some on Monday. It was just bound to happen. You just hoped that, of course, your two favorites would be honest with you. 

Because, after all the hugs, and snuggles, and catching up the three of you would have to do, you were going to put your foot down. You weren’t going to allow yourself to be put in danger anymore, not without knowing everything. There wouldn’t be another moment of being in the dark, and you refused to be a puppet. 

You were the Freddy Fazbear Mega Pizzaplex night guard, for crying out loud! Even if the others didn’t turn out well, you were in it for the long run! And, because of that, you deserved to know anything and everything about Fazbear’s! About the Glamrocks, about the corporate company, about everything. 

If Vanessa couldn’t give you the answers you so dearly desired, the animatronics would. They owed at least that to you.

Notes:

By the way! While I was writing this (ahahahah all week...), I got so many lovely comments <3
TYSM to everyone, it really helped me get through this agonizing chapter, and I'm so excited to continue :)
Love you all!

Chapter 9: Blue Mixes Yellow

Notes:

Apologies this chapter took a few days! It's the longest one so far!!! <3
Enjoy some fluff after all that angst!

As well as a new character!!

!!! SLIGHT WARNING THAT THERE WILL BE SMUTTY MENTIONS NEXT CHAPTER !!!
!!! PLEASE SKIP IF THIS MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE !!!

The mirror in your bathroom hardly helped the dilemma you were currently faced with. It had been an hour since you woke, and you still couldn’t piece together your outfit for today. It was a very special day, afterall, and you wanted it to be just perfect. The clothes you ordered came in, and it was just a matter of piecing together accessories, at this point. 

Finally, you stood there, examining yourself. You wore a thick, dark blue sweater. A moon was designed into the wool, yellow and bright. A pastel yellow skirt, and some black tights to keep your legs warm. White shoes, with a slight heel to them. Blue leg warmers, and earrings that had little suns on them. A white choker, with a sun attached to the front. 

Was it too much?

No, no, was it too weird? You were dressing up for an animatronic, like one would do on a date. Not even a first date, either! Like a third date, or something. Suddenly, you were nervous. What if they didn’t even miss you in the first place, and this was just weird? You shook your head– no . You bought the clothes, and you had already spent almost two hours now getting ready. There was no way you’d back out now, you had come too far!

Yeah.. yeah!

You did some final touch-ups on your makeup. It was light, you were going to a place with kids, afterall. Some eyeliner, and some blue eyeshadow. A soft blush, and pink lips. Mascara, which made your lashes pop subtly. Reddening just at the thought of them seeing you like this, you quickly turned to leave. You had already wasted so much time, and it’s not like the daycare stayed open all evening!

It was around three when you left your house, swinging your purse over your shoulder. The Plex was open until nine, which gave you a good amount of time until you would have to leave. It also gave you enough time to enjoy your visit, but also get some answers. It was a clear day today, unlike last week where it had been snowing nonstop, but it was still chilly. Even with a coat, you were still shivering, arms tucked around yourself as you scurried to the car. 

There was a quick breeze, messing up your hair and sticking it to your lipstick, which annoyed you–but it was fine, because you were way too excited to be angry about anything. It was weird, driving to the Pizzaplex during the day hours. You’re so used to nighttime at this point, even seeing the sun has been weird for you. You’ve learned to appreciate it a little bit more, though.

The Pizzaplex looks different during the day. More like a corporate building, that is, just really big. The parking lot was filled, parents and kids filling the area. One mother was practically dragging her crying child to the car. You breathed in, laying back in your seat–you were nervous. Heart slightly racing, you ran a hand through your hair. You were shaking; did the incident impact you that much? Really? You were stronger than this, come on!

In a swift motion you finally left your car. Some people stared at you, understandably so. All alone, no kids with you, dressed sun and moon themed: you looked like a fangirl. I mean, you were one, so it wasn’t far off. Just.. still. Parents are looking at you, and you feel even more nervous than before. Would Sun and Moon think you looked weird? 

Before entering the building, you had to pay to get in. You looked at the girl, who was boredly sitting behind the booth. “One adult?” She said, you nodded, and she slid a pass to you. As you slid your company card, the one given to you so you could get deals on Fazbear Co. related items, she said, “Wait, do I recognize you?” 

You nod, smiling. “I close.” And she gave you an awful look. “What?” Had she heard about your incident? You assumed Fazbear Co. would try to keep the entire Monty thing undercover, but talk spread fast. If she knew, then everyone else had, too. Your heart began to race, but you kept your composure.

“How long have you been here?”

You raised an eyebrow. “A month, why?”

“Ha!” She laughed loud, covering her mouth as she realized others had turned their head to look. Then, rudely, a glint in her eyes, she whispered, “And you’re not dead yet?” Her tone was dark, a smirk playing on her lips. 

You grabbed the pass, taking a shaky step back. Face full of fear and slight disgust, you gave a nervous laughter. “Nope. Anyways! Nice seeing ya!” Before bolting inside of the building, not leaving her a second to say anything more. 

The inside of the building was.. Way, way, unlike how you were used to. Instead of bright neon lights illuminating a dark building, everything was bright. And there were people–LOTS of people. Probably a million kids, if you had to guess. They all ran around you messily as their parents struggled to keep them contained, and this was just the gift shop. And there were workers, a guy behind the counter. His eyes looked tired, like he didn’t want to be here. 

You figured there wasn’t any harm in shopping around, you always wanted to. During the graveyard, it’s not like you have any chance to actually buy anything. Unless you wanted to steal, but you’d almost certainly get caught: Fazbear has cameras up all over the place. Luckily for you, you had already spent countless times looking around the gift shop for things you would want. 

Okay, it was a mistake coming in here. 

Your paychecks weren’t nearly big enough to afford everything you wanted to buy. You searched around for the new edition Freddy plushies. You assumed most of them would be bought out already.. But all of them!? You frowned, looking at the empty case, before shaking your head and moving on. They would come out online eventually, probably. Although, most Fazbear stuff was limited time only..

Oh well! It’s okay, yeah. No reason to get your mood down, not when you still have so much to look forward to. There were other things here, too, that they actually had in storage. Like a pair of Sun and Moon themed earrings, a shirt themed for them, and a bear onesie. All things you just had to get! 

On one wall of the room, was a Chica and Roxy section of items. You stared at a makeup palette designed in Chica’s colors, as well as some jewelry made for her, and decided to grab some of the items. You two kind of had a heart to heart, right? Maybe she’d appreciate it, or something, who knows? Yeaaaah.. You could definitely dream!

You hardly spent another moment in that section, though. You certainly had no reason to be looking around in Roxy’s section; the two of you didn’t even know each other. You carried around the shop, letting the isles move you vaguely from section to section. It was a pretty big shop; Fazbear Co. loved money. A sigh escaped you, knowing you couldn’t buy everything, considering you had other goals besides just shopping today. 

Once you finally felt satisfied with your selection, you stole a spot in the long line of shoppers at the registers. It was around the time parents would be getting home from work, so the shop was rightfully busy. A few more cashiers had come in for their shift, most likely, and began taking people, but the line was still long. A mom and her kid were in an argument in front of you, as if no one else was there. 

He didn’t want to leave, but she did. The dad was just standing there ignoring the entire situation. Behind you, a child was currently dealing with a bloody nose. This place was way more gross during the day, you would probably dislike working here too if it were like this. You usually liked kids, too! Although, it was mainly the parents at fault here, you could recognize that.

The fridge behind the counter was stocked full with Montgomery Gatorade, and you swallowed hard. His face was drawn onto the bottles, red eyes seeming to stare into your soul. You held your arm close to your chest, keeping eye contact with the drawing. It looked nothing like him, not at all like what the gator was up close. He didn’t even have fangs in this drawing. His eyes weren’t even glowing. His claws weren’t sharp. And he was smiling–fucking smiling. 

“Hello? I can help who’s next?” You took a deep breath. Again. “Hello?”

Your head snapped to the cashier. He was a tall guy, rough hair in front of his eyes. He stared down at you, and your hands full of stuff, before letting out a soft laugh. “You know, we have baskets.”

A soft blush covered your cheeks, glancing down at his nametag. Alex. “Sorry!” Your eyes trailed back up to his face, and his freckles. His smile showed dimples, and you forgot the last time you really saw actual skin features like his so closely. Sun and Moon didn’t have dimples. They didn’t have skin to have features on. “I know, I just kind of forgot, and I didn’t expect to get so much–” You dropped the handful on the counter before grimacing. “Sorry again!”

Before he began scanning, Alex carefully eyed you up and down, before shaking his head with a soft smile. “Looks like you have a favorite,” He mentioned. His tone wasn’t judgmental, or anything like that, just a plain statement. An acknowledgement. “I like Roxy. She’s cool.”

Another grimace. The only animatronic which you held no ground with. She probably hates you, but it’s not like you could ever ask. You nod, though, conform and agree. “Yeah, she is.” It’s not necessarily far from the truth–Roxy is cool! But she’s not your favorite, not by far. She’s probably even your least favorite, albeit you could never hate her. “I’ve been coming here since I was a kid.”

“Oh, yeah?” He snickers. “We don’t really get just adults here. Usually they have a kid.”

“I’m here for the memories,” You explain, although that part is a slight lie. “Was feeling nostalgic.” And I’m missing my electronic friends, you wanted to say. My robot pals! How crazy would you sound if you actually said that out loud? But the cashier–Alex–laughed, leaning over the counter. “Soo… yup!”

“Do you want a bag, miss nostalgia?” Your face turned a soft red. 

You nod. “Yes, please.” Always so respectful. You reach into your purse, pulling out your wallet, which holds your company card. “I get the discount, too, because I work here,” You state with a proud smile, showing him the card. 

He quirked an eyebrow. “You. Work here ?”

Your lips pressed together into a fine line. “Yup. Yes I do.”

Alex gave another soft laugh. “You’re full of surprises! Why haven’t I seen you around?” A small line was forming behind you, and you suddenly felt awkward. Aware of your surroundings, and the fact you were holding people up. Alex seemed to notice too, because he straightened up, and actually took your card. 

You shifted your weight, “I work graveyard.” When he gave you a confused look, you continued, “night guard.” Had he heard about what happened? About your hospitalization? You supposed not, considering his facial expression hardly changed.

“Cute,” He remarked, handing back your card. Yeah, he definitely didn’t know. A grin played on his lips, and his dimples showed again. You stared at his face for a little too long, before grabbing your card. You took the bag full of merchandise from him, flashed him a smile, and even a wave before leaving. It was so weird, talking to somebody. Well, somebody who wasn’t your boss or the nurses at the hospital. Like.. a real person who actually seemed to enjoy talking to you.

The main area was filled to the brim. You were practically bumping shoulders with each person passing by. Children ran around you like a fire was breaking out, albeit their faces were red and covered with grins. Germy, a little disgusting. You wondered what Sun and Moon thought of children. You also wondered if they ever got washed, after touching all those kids every day. And.. then touching you! Yeah, you didn’t want to think about it.

All you really wanted to think about was seeing them again, and that was the plan. However, there were other things that interested you about the plex that you wanted to explore, too. Like the stage, which was filled with bright lights. The place was like a casino, no windows, and no lights to shine through. So, truly, the stage room was hardly any different. The only difference was that the silence was replaced with the band.

Nobody was on the stage, however, when you came in. Music still played, but no Glamrocks were in sight. A frown grew, mainly because you had been excited to see Freddy on your day off. You missed him, too, of course. As you scanned the area, you noticed a table full of food that you just had to partake in. Dishes scattered along a checkerboard pattern, and children running around you. Tables filled to the brims. 

Man, you were hungry. So much so your stomach rumbled. Filling up a plate, a grin on your face, you swiftly turned around with a pep in your step–only to immediately crash into something hard. Something tall. After regaining your composure, you slowly looked up. The figure was.. Damn, it just had to be here. 

“You.” Roxanne practically hissed out. The sound of her metal claws sharpening as they spread out, a glint along the shiny metal. Kids pointed to her, shouted her name in glory, meanwhile you quivered in fear. The plate of food had hit her neat, manicured chest, staining it. The rest landed on the floor, thank God because your first worry, sadly enough, was your outfit. 

“Hi,” You shakily replied, a nervous smile on your face, as you quickly moved to wipe off the stain. In a swift motion, she grasped your wrist, and the familiar feeling of claws wrapping around you.. God, you were so screwed. You couldn’t move, frozen in place. Would she hurt you, too? You couldn’t stop shaking. Your heart wouldn’t stop beating. 

For the first time, you were genuinely afraid. When Monty was chasing you, all you felt was adrenaline. It hadn’t kicked in until now how much everything really impacted you. Roxy’s voice box was scratchy, growling lowly on the inside. Kids were confused now, asking questions. It was only a moment of this awkward encounter, before she let go. You finally could breathe. Then, in a professional voice, she stated, “You will never become the best version of yourself if you don’t look where you’re going!”

Then, without her signature grin, she walked away. It was like some cruel joke, or maybe the universe had been sending you signs. Either way, you suddenly weren’t very hungry, and you weren’t exactly keen on staying in this room much longer. Despite the large size, it was very quickly becoming smaller. You just wanted to see Sun and Moon now. 

You speedily escaped the room, panting as you finally managed to hit the main area once more. To the daycare! You walked with haste, because all you needed now was to see them. Now, there was a slight issue.. You didn’t have a kid. It’s not like you could just waltz-on in there, that wasn’t allowed, and the worker watching over the daycare right now certainly wouldn’t allow it. 

You had a whole thought out plan for somehow entering the daycare, crying about how you’re lost–but the doors were glass now, supposedly replaced after the incident. Did Moon break the door down when he came to save you? The two of you would have to catch up, definitely. The kids were asleep on the floor, Sun sitting in the dark in a pile of them. Instantly, you brightened up. 

Not a moment passed before you brought your hand up to tap the door, but you froze. What if he didn’t want to see you? What if you were scared of him, like you were scared of Roxy? What if the outfit is too much? What if he sees inside the bag, and thinks you're weird for buying merch on him? What if–

Sun was looking at you. And his eyes were so, so wide. You stared at each other. His eyes were a dashing white, and you missed them. His faceplate spun not once, but twice. The grin on his face fell, which would’ve worried you if he didn’t trip over himself rushing to greet you. Just.. one issue: the door was in your way. 

Sun couldn’t leave the daycare. You doubted you could go in. “Sunshine..” He whispered, and you heard him, albeit muffled. Tears brimmed your eyes, and you were luckily this hallway was empty considering no one was coming to the daycare. “Is that really you..?” It was clear he was trying not to wake the kids. 

You nod. “Hi, Sunny,” You smile, eyes glistening as tears brimmed them, a sob getting stuck in your throat. His eyes looked up and down and up and down and up.. And down. He was examining you, your outfit. He didn’t say anything, stood up straight, and was stiff. 

Then, shakily, a croak in his voice box, “You’re beautiful .” One of his eyes quickly flashed a bright red, and your heart raced in your chest. This was different though, it wasn’t like earlier. You weren’t afraid, you were.. Astounded. Amazed. Stunned, really. “ We missed you so, so, so, so much.”

You nod again, quicker this time. “Me too, Sunny.” You say, voice high-pitched as you struggled not to cry. “Me too.”

“You’re wearing our colors..” He pressed his mechanical hand against the glass, all five fingers splayed out. You easily brought yours up, as well, and the two of you would be holding hands if there weren’t a door between you. “You’re wearing our colors.”

Your eyes fall shut, and you sniffle. It’s all so overwhelming, and you weren’t expecting to feel like this. “I wore them for you.”

Static. His faceplate spun. “So good for us,” He would’ve breathed out if he could, however he just hissed. You opened your eyes, finally allowing the tears to escape. “Shhh.. don’t cry. No, no, no.. I won’t have my sunshine being upset.”

“I’m not upset,” You reassure. “I’m just so happy..” A frown forms as you gaze at the kids behind him. “I wish we had more time.”

Sun’s usual grin deepens into a frown as well. It’s juxtaposing, like it wasn’t meant to be possible for him to do. “You must, must, MUST tell us when you’ll be back!” He said a little too loudly, and shyly looked away after realizing he did so. “Pretty please.”

You gave a soft giggle, and blushed. His fans turned on, as well. “Tomorrow. It’s not that long but I.. didn’t want to wait. I hope that’s okay.”

Then, he leaned his whole body against the door. Staring down at you, both arms pressed against the glass as his hands balled into fists. “Sunshine,” He almost growled out, glitches and static escaping. “So cruel.. That this door is here..” His tone insinuated that if there wasn’t a barrier, he would be touching you. And worse of all, he sounded desperate too. “Holding me back from what’s mine..”

“What’s… yours?” You asked softly, a little confused. 

He nodded. “My bestest, bestest friend.” He shifted his weight. “All that matters in this world to me.” Sun’s eyes glowed a deep red for just a moment as he muttered, deeply, “to us .”

You gave a nod, and shyly looked away. The way he stared down at you was making you feel like prey, nervously and squirming under him. He was so, so much taller than you. You almost forgot. As you looked around the room behind him, you noticed something was off.

“Sun… you’re in the dark..? Shouldn’t Moon be out now?”

He shakes his head. “No, no, little flower. Moon is no longer allowed around the kids.”

Your face fell, mouth falling slightly agape as you gaze at the sleeping children behind the tall animatronic. But.. you missed him. You missed him so much, too. You wanted to see him. Could he see you now? His finger taps against the glass, and you snap back towards him. “But..”

“ Star ..” Sun’s voice is low, and deep. At this moment, it reminds you a lot of Moon’s. It forces your face to flush innocently, and you stare into his glowing white eyes. “We are so.. So happy you’re okay.” 

A soft, bedazzling smile grows on your peachy face. “Me too.” The daycare lights turned on quickly, the familiar sound of the generator powering up filling the room. You looked up, a sigh escaping your lips. “Will you.. Tell him I said hi?”

He gave a soft laugh, “Sunshine, he already knows.” Then, before either of you could say any more, he was back to doing his job as the Daycare Attendant. You stared at the back of his form, your shoulder getting shoved as the lady who was watching over him returned, heading in the glass doors after giving you a sharp glare. 

You took that as your sign to finally leave, the knowledge you would have to wait so long just to see him again digging deep into your soul. With your head down, you carried back through the enormous building. In the end, the trip was a success, so why do you feel so down? Your heart is heavy, as you slump through the building. So full of life before, so drained now. 

The gift shop is quiet now, it’s not rush hour. There are still some families, but it’s not nearly like before. You’re about to leave when you suddenly remember that you wanted to grab some Sun and Moon candies. Alex, the man you met earlier, is still behind the counter when you rush up, and a smirk instantly grows. “You miss me that much already?”

A red hints your pale cheeks, and you laugh softly. “Yeah, that’s it,” You grin, because it feels nice to joke around for once. Honestly, you need it after everything that’s happened lately. “No, I actually want some Sun and Moon candies.”

“Adult or kid?” He asked, professionally, then turned around to grab the candies. 

You raised an eyebrow, “Uh, I’m very obviously an adult. Do you need an ID or something?” You found it weird why he would even ask, but shrugged it off.

“Nah, you work here, so you’re over eighteen,” He explained quickly, filling two cute bags full of the candies, and then handing you them. “How’s the night shift, anyways? I was thinking about switching to it.”

As you search your wallet, you smile at him, “That would be cool!” And then memories of the incident with Monty flash. “Well.. honestly, they take a while to warm up to you.”

He took your card. “They?”

“Ah, the animatronics.” He made a soft sound of acknowledgement. “I get the impression most people aren’t very nice to them.”

He was silent while he finished the order, and you used the same bag as before to hold the new candies. Before you left, he opened his mouth again. “Y’know, you know my name, but I don’t know yours.”

A smile grew. “Aubrey.”

“I’m actually surprised that you’re getting the Moon candies.” He said softly, stretching his arms. He chuckled lightheartedly. “I didn’t think you were the type.” Huh? After all the Moon merch he helped you buy, he really didn’t expect you to be a fan of him still?

Wait.. was this guy seriously judging you for buying a Moon-themed candy? It made you.. honestly, angry. Furrowing your eyebrows, your mind ran wild. You knew people disliked Moon, but you couldn’t believe the audacity of this employee! “What do you mean?” 

“It’s moon candy.” Alex said as if it were obvious.

“Okay.. and?” You asked rhetorically, not needing an answer. You grabbed your candies, and put your change in the jar. “So what? He’s super cool, y’know. And nice!” You stated firmly, scoffing as you grabbed your newly bought items. “Keep the change,” You mumbled, walking away from the shocked look on his face.

It was an annoying encounter, people were so quick to hate on the Moon, and for what!? He protected you, listened to you. Nothing about him to you was worth judging, yet so many others were so harsh, and quick to judge. As you got into your car though, letting out a deep breath, your body fell against the wheel. You were so overwhelmed. Did you react poorly? Maybe he wasn’t being very judgmental at all. 

Still, though, Moon saved your life. You owe everything to him.

Notes:

I'm so, so interested to see what you guys will think of our new character ^w^

Chapter 10: Red Hot Sheets

Notes:

!! SMUT WARNING - MASTURBATION !!

Had to feed my smut lovers <3
Pls skip if it makes u uncomfy!!!!

Your bed was so comfortable. The Sun and Moon blanket finally came in the mail, and you were cuddled up in it, ravishing in the warmth it gave. A show was on in the background, the dim light brightening up your dark room. Curtains closed over each window, the heat turned on high to battle out the cold winter breeze outside. It has been freezing lately, albeit that’s how the middle of Winter tends to typically go. 

Normally, you spend Winter alone. Every year, you bake cookies on Christmas for yourself, decorate the house with what little money you have left. Bouncing around jobs hasn't made it easy on you, and life has been hard because of that. You didn’t have people to spend the holidays with, nor enough money to make up for that. So, really, Winter has never been your favorite. 

You managed to secure your job a little after Thanksgiving, though. So you could probably consider it the best memories you’ve made in a long while. Even when you were little, you barely had a holiday worth remembering. If Fazbear wasn’t closed for Christmas, you would’ve probably spent every year celebrating the holiday there. Afterall, Fazbear’s was just an easy place to send you so your parents wouldn’t have to actually take care of you.

Sitting up, you leaned over to the edge of your bed, where a Fazbear themed bag sat by your feet. You had a need that was meant to be filled–a desire to try the Sun and Moon candies once and for all. There was no harm in doing so, afterall, considering they were just candies. They were famous, as well. Sun and Moon were practically made based on the fact the company wanted to sell these candies.

Everyone who was shopping today bought some. That was another thing, why was that man by the counter so weird about you getting some Moon candies? They were honestly more often bought than Sun’s, for reasons you didn’t know why. Perhaps they tasted better; you’ll find out eventually, right? Your fingers grasped the small bag of Sun candies and pulled them out, holding them in your pale hands. 

Taking one between your pointer-finger and thumb, it was hard. Like generic hard candy, with a bright yellow color that made them glow. With that, you slipped it into your mouth. And.. wow.

Just wow. 

Sun’s candy was very, very good. It was lemon flavored, and felt light in your mouth. A slight crunch to it, but delicious nevertheless. The flavor coated your tongue and you let out a pleasant breath, happy you bought an entire bag. And, let’s be honest, you ate the entire bag in one sitting. You were so stuffed by the end of it that there was hardly any room left, and you made a mental note to try Moon’s candy tomorrow. 

You felt bad about it, sure, yeah. You planned on trying both of them tonight, so you could talk about it with the animatronics tomorrow without either feeling left out. You were beginning to catch on to their jealousy by now, even after just a small amount of time knowing them. It was clear that they disliked sharing a body together, and you wondered if they ever dreamed of anything more. 

While Moon hardly ever spoke words to you, Sun was very talkative. Therefore, he shared a lot about his relationship with Moon. Nothing too deep, just how Sun felt about everything, which you were happy to listen to. Sun was scared of his partner, for reasons he wouldn’t confide in you about. He was scared of Moon being around you, but never made an attempt to stop it after that one night where he hurt you. 

And Sun seemed pleasant enough with you two hanging around, although never asked to hear about what went down. He never got curious, or worried, which you were happy about. He was very respectful about it, and hardly said anything bad about his partner. Moon didn’t speak at all, really, so it’s not like you could get many answers from him and–

Ah. You totally forgot to ask tons of questions when you met up with them today. It was nice just seeing them, though. You definitely needed that, after everything you had gone through. Just stepping foot in the building was hard, but it was instantly relieving the second you laid your eyes on them. You did NOT want to think about your encounter with Roxy. 

All this to say, you needed to go to bed. You have been up now for.. What, hours? Watching TV was just an excuse to go over everything that happened today in your head for hours on end. The time on your phone was in the AMs, meanwhile the moon was still dominating the sky. It was time, you knew it was time, but you just couldn’t sleep. 

Rolling around, you settled in a position on your side, scrolling through your phone. The bright light hit your face and boom–another half hour passed. You sighed, eventually turning your phone off and placing it somewhere far away. Then, laying on your back, you began staring up at the ceiling. Man, you should get those stars that glow in the dark. Perhaps Sun and Moon would find them pretty, too. Maybe it’d be a good idea to buy them some, at some point. 

And, man, this blanket was so comfortable. It was keeping you so nice and warm, and your eyes began to lid. Subconsciously, your hand slid down to your pajama pants, biting your lip as your face began to heat up. You suddenly felt hot, very hot, slightly panting even though you hadn’t moved an inch, nor stood up. Maybe all the thoughts were catching up to you, because your heart was beating wildly. 

Closing your eyes, you tried to imagine Sun’s arms around you. Holding you close, hushing you to sleep. His big strong arms tightly encasing you, metal heating your body warmer than this blanket ever could. He'll pick you up, limbs would entangle, and whisper to you a million loving words that would fill your stomach with happiness. You were quickly becoming hot all over. Warmer than you had ever felt, and impossible hot considering the season. 

The rough winds were hitting your window, but you were practically melting against your mattress. Mouth hanging open, sweat building around your neck and under your clothes. You felt sticky, needed to do something. It was all so quick, so sudden, you hardly knew what to do–but you ached, you really did. You needed something more, more than just the idea of Sun holding you. 

The idea of Sun’s hands on your were too much, yet not enough at all. You wanted his hands to do more to you, take you, devour you. Your mind teased the idea of how large he really is, how easily he could overpower you. How easy it was for him to pin you, take care of you the way you wanted him to. And, really, you wouldn’t have any problem letting him. Sun would be gentle with you, not quicken his pace no matter how much you begged.

By now you were pleasuring yourself. You were just so hot down there, you couldn’t help it. Needy, desperate, practically writhing underneath the blanket themed around them. You didn’t have the time, nor the energy, to debate whether or not this was wrong. Whether thinking about them in this light could lead to something bad. All you had time for was you, and making yourself feel better.

And they were always there for you when you needed them. The way Moon protected you, genuinely tore Monty apart for you. All for you, always. They were good to you, listened to you. Touched you, helped you, assisted you whenever you asked. Even when you didn’t ask. And, wow, God, they could assist you in other ways, too. 

The idea of Sun’s large, warm hands grasping the most sensitive parts of you. Teasing you in ways that would force you to beg. Nearly bringing you to tears, you’d want it so bad. And then, finally, after all that, he would give you everything you needed. Make you feel as good as you wanted, and he wouldn’t stop. He’d touch you everywhere, claim you as yours. He’d slide a finger into you, so slowly. Inch you away from orgasm and stop just when you’d get close. 

He’d tease you. Keep you for hours. His white, bright eyes would watch every move. The way your body would squirm under his touch, the way you’d turn red. Every breath that escaped you, every sound. He’d learn what suited you best, the places to hit, the areas to kiss. He’d treat you like a queen, because he worshiped you like one. 

Over and over and over and over and over again. Again and again and again. He’s so big he’d have to keep only one finger in you at first, stretching you unlike any human fingers ever could. You were realizing it, too, as you slipped your own into yourself, wailing out at the knowledge it would hardly compare to his. You slid another, scissoring yourself with your pajama pants still on. 

One hand of yours reached up, fingers grasping around your breast underneath the baggy shirt you sported. The flush skin pudged out as you squeezed, a soft moan escaping your lips as you panted. It was all so much, all so overwhelming, but you couldn’t stop. No, rather, you needed more. You inserted another finger, working on yourself the very best you could without failure. 

You panted as tiredness became of you, whining as you wished and pleaded Sun would just suddenly appear. It’s not like he could tire, he was a robot. He didn’t need to rest or sleep or wait. He could keep you under his clutches as long as he wanted, and you wouldn’t be able to escape no matter how hard you tried. 

You could be like prey for him, hunted then savored by him all night long. You grinded back against your fingers, curling them inside of you as they reached to touch all the right spots. Sun could probably hit them without even trying, considering his size. You’d be cuddled up against his build, moaning for him as he elicited an incomparable amount of sounds. 

You never thought you’d slut over a robot, especially not one made to watch kids, but here you were. Thank God, there was hardly time to feel guilty, because you were unwilling to let anything ruin this mood for you. Nothing could take you away from this scenario you had begun to imagine with Sun, and you would imagine it for as long as you could possibly need. 

A finger brushed against your sensitive nipple, gasping and biting your lip once more as you played with yourself. You were helpless, positively ruined. You weren’t ever the type to be so sensual, either, but tonight was different for some reason. Maybe it was the fact you were all cuddled up in their merch. It was all too much. 

And it didn’t help that you missed them. It’s been a week since the last time you felt their touch, much longer since you felt Moon’s. Right now, you craved their touch. You never thought about it before, but you really, really liked the way they touched you. Like you were delicate, something that needed to be savored. Like they needed someone like you to come along, and you saved them. 

Your fingers work deep inside you, but not deep enough. Your back arched off the bed needily, moaning out. Incoherent, strangled sounds escape you as you let yourself go. You deserved it, afterall. And fuck, you came. So, so hard. Over your fingers with a moan of Sun’s name. 

And shit, that wasn’t enough for you, was it? No, you just had to roll over on your side. Quicken your pace, work your wrist, fuck yourself fast and hard and pictured it was them. This time, you’d imagine Moon. Maybe he had you bent over, maybe the world was colder. Shivering, shaking, crying out. 

You liked to think they would both treat you in very different ways. Sun would be a little nervous, but would get carried away once things got real. Moon, he was different. He was methodical and precise. Everything he made you feel would be something he had planned, and he’d save each tick you’d made in his system. He’d remember the way you writhed with each spot he caressed. 

He wouldn’t be gentle, like Moon. He would want you to know he was there, like a mark that wouldn’t go away. Would he want to touch you like that? Did he like touching you at all? 

And fuck, maybe you’d see that same look you saw the night he saved you. Was it creepy to imagine him in that light? That moment—that day, rather—was anything but sexual. Anything but intimate. You almost died, for crying out loud! But you didn’t. Because he saved you. 

He saved you. He saved you. He saved you. He saved you. Fuck. Again, again, again. You needed more, it wasn’t enough. Two wasn’t enough. So you rolled around, sat up. Spread your legs, take off your shirt. Sweat dripped down each nook and cranny, pussy soaked in wet heat. 

Panting, chest rising up and down and up and down. And up, and fuck, fuck—“Aaah, fuck! Yes!~” You’d never been so loud, not ever. You hardly ever treated yourself like this, and man did it feel so fucking great. You should do this more often; you really, really should. How would Moon or Sun react if they saw you like this? Hot, bothered, no escape from your own pleasures. 

All you could do, for hours, was work yourself into a puddle of mess on your sheets. Finally, you felt spent. Limbs falling pathetically limp on the sheets, panting rapidly. Chest rising, mouth hung open in tired lust and exhaustion. You couldn’t even bring yourself to move, stuck to the bed as your eyes fell gently shut. 

A whimper escapes you as you roll over, hair sticking to your face as you melt into the bed even more so than before. This time, finally exhausted, you could hardly open your eyes. You could hardly move; everything felt so surreal. You didn’t even know how many orgasms you had, or how long you had stayed up. 

You were still so hot down there, whining. It really hit you just how tired you were when you went to reach for more, but couldn’t bring yourself to. Rather, your entire body practically collapsed and your mind went numb–if it wasn’t already. Breathing, the simple sound of it filling the room. And, after everything, darkness finally overtook you.

The next morning you woke up feeling gross. Sticky, naked, laying in a pool of dried liquids. You whined, lifting yourself up and quickly taking a quick shower. There should’ve been a lot on your mind, but it was fuzzy. To numb from the mind-blowing pleasure of the night before. Checking the time, you still had a few hours until your shift, so you were fine mugging around until then. 

You didn’t want to think about it, because you were conflicted. On one hand, this is what you were waiting for. You had spent the whole week in the hospital counting down the seconds until you could go back to work, staring at white walls idly as time flew by. Now, that time has finally come, yet there’s another feeling building in you: guilt. Guilt and anxiety. 

Could you even look them in the eyes after this? You had so many questions. What the Hell got into you? You were never like this, and you weren’t even sure why you were having sexual thoughts about robots! And all night, nevertheless!

Still, you couldn’t help but feel excited. How could you not? You were going to see them! And it’s not like they had to know about what happened last night, you just simply wouldn’t bring it up. Not even just that, you would flat out ignore it altogether! That’s right, it would all be okay! With that, and a grin on your face, you began happily searching your closet for a good outfit to wear. 

You wanted something that really screamed Sun and Moon. It was an important shift, after all! You would be seeing them again for real, touching them again for real. You were probably an idiot, who misses something so simple after only a week without it? It’s not like you’d never experienced contact before, so what gives? 

Perhaps you just have a soft spot for them. You’d never really thought about them before in any other light besides friendship, but last night.. Certainly put some new thoughts into your head that were refusing to leave! Haha, yeah. It was definitely going to be awkward, but you could probably manage it, right? Plus, you still needed to get some answers! Yeah, yeah. 

Okay, no more pep talks. Finally deciding on a good enough outfit, you put on a dark blue skirt, and a yellow top. Over it, your Fazbear button-up which was mandatory, of course. Black leggings underneath, to shield yourself from the cold. You did your hair nice, feeling the need to look pretty. One blue sock, one yellow, and some black converse to match the jacket. Oh, and of course, you grabbed the bag of Moon candy and put it in your pocket. 

With just enough time to spare, you left the house. It was borderline a blizzard outside, but Fazbear only ever closed on major holidays, so it’s not like they would’ve canceled your shift. The sun had already set and the night sky shined bright. You smiled up at the moon in the sky, the slight light emanating from it brightening up your face as you did so.

Chapter 11: Pink Tinted Cheeks

Summary:

You finally return to your job after such a long while of being gone! You have so many things to say, and too little time to get through it all.

Unfortunately for you, things take a.. small turn. Turns out, that candy you bought? Not for kids! Nope, not at all. Now Sun and Moon are stuck cleaning up your mistakes yet again.

Good luck!

Notes:

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted. I lost a lot of motivation for this fic because I got so busy, but I recently read through all the comments and it inspired me a lot!

!! SMUT WARNING !!
Not full on, just some light teasing :)

The rough winds are scary. It makes your ride painfully dangerous, and you have to drive extra slow just in case. Stepping out of your car is genuinely terrifying, and you feel like you might genuinely fly away. Luckily, the building is right next to where you parked, considering the lot is empty. 

You sure did miss this place—albeit, you missed two specific animatronics slightly more. It was hard not to get giddy! I mean, come on! You were finally going to work with them again after so long. Despite it only being around a week, it was still way too long for you. Considering they were like, your only friends. You may just be the one person who’s ever been excited to have work during a storm.

Whiiiich doesn’t feel great admitting, but you weren’t ashamed of them. Not at all! In fact, you were proud to call them your friends, and you were excited to see them. Both of them, this time. The building wasn’t any different than how it was yesterday, but it had a different feel to it than usual. The gift shop was empty, and quiet. Soft music played, and you smiled at the knowledge that you had bought all the stuff you wanted to. 

And.. well, then you entered the main area. Freddy wasn’t there to greet you—most likely wasn’t aware that you were coming back today. Considering Sun and Moon didn’t know and they literally were your job, you doubted they would have informed Freddy of anything. You’d have to make a mental note to seek him out later tonight! You missed him too, afterall. 

Then you took a step forward and your whole world froze. It suddenly hit you that this is the exact place Monty almost killed you. You almost died. Shouldn’t you be more freaked out? Maybe it’s because you had little will to live in the first place, but you’ve been.. okay since everything. Still, it’s haunting being in this hallway. It doesn’t sit right with you, and a part of you never wants to be here alone ever—EVER again. 

The glass doors to the daycare are a new change you’re not sure how to feel about. It is nice, getting to see inside the room before you enter, but you miss the privacy you had before the doors became glass. Not like many people are going to be peeping; you are quite literally the only one on the night shift for the foreseeable future. A sudden rush of nerves flew through you as you went to go open the door. 

With a quick motion, you flung the door open, and..! Silence. “Sun?” You offered, a frown forming on that cute face of yours, until the balls in the ball pit began moving around. Some shuffling noises, and suddenly the familiar animatronic was leaping into the air, limbs spread in a star shape. 

“Oh, friend, friend, friend!” Sun’s high pitched voice was well missed, albeit you winced just a bit at the sound. In an instance his arms were reaching for you, and you were falling back. He caught you just before your back hit the tiles, crouched over you. Sun had little restraint but you did just get back from the hospital, so. “I’ve missed you so much!” 

“Hi, Sun,” You couldn’t help but smile, despite the rush in your heart at the sudden energy. Fragile arms wrapped around his large frame the best they could, and you let out a peaceful sigh at the sudden warmth engulfing your freezing body. “You’re so warm.” 

As if saying that made him heat up more, your sensitive skin turned red at the sudden temperature increase. “Friend, you’re so cold, you—“ You raise an eyebrow as he stops speaking, pulling away from the hug to notice that his eyes are on your chest. Your hips. Your legs. 

The floor is cold against your back as you writhe, a bit embarrassed at the way his white eyes dart across your body. And, as if his voice box was breaking, his voice became a slight monotone. “Your outfit.” 

Shyly, you gripped at the wrists beside your head, staring up at him with a flushed face. Due to the fall, your shirt had risen up enough to show your belly button, and the intimate position had you remembering the events from last night. Gulping, you shakily said, “Oh, this? Yeah I.. wanted to surprise you both.”

He was silent, so you thought it would be best to continue speaking. “I, um, never really got to thank you for saving me. I know there’s nothing I can really do to make up for it but.. you were so happy yesterday when I wore your colors so I thought, why not do it again, right?” An awkward laugh, and then a sigh. “Sorry, it’s probably weird—“ 

“Not weird.” Sun was quick to interrupt, a low growl emitting from his staticy voice box. “Not weird at- at all-” 

Furrowing your eyebrows, you cupped the cheeks of his faceplate in your hands. With a worried expression, you asked, “are you okay, Sun?” 

He nodded quickly. Faceplate spinning. “Yes- Yes! So, so okay! More than okay—Now that you- you are here.” Sun stammered out, and bright white irises traveled down to the part of your stomach where your shirt had rolled up. His hands moved to grip at your sides, allowing a gasp to escape your lips. 

Sun pulled away in an instant at the sound. “S- Sorry, so sorry! Don’t know what got over me!” He stumbled up, reaching out his hand for you to grab and quickly, he pulled you back to your feet as well. “Anyways—haha! What shall we do, friend? Please, please, please say you’ll stay for awhile?”

You couldn’t help the smile that creeped on. “Of course, Sun. I missed you, too, you know. You and Moon! I’m hoping to spend most of the night with you, although I do want to see Freddy at some point—“ 

“No,” Sun spoke. Voice deep, like yesterday. Your heart skipped a beat. Then, with a faceplate spin, his voice was back to normal. “I- I mean! You can do what you want—obviously! J- Just.. a bit worried! Please let Moon accompany you if you leave the daycare.”

It’s sweet, his worry for you. And not entirely unbelievable. You did almost die, and it warmed your heart to hear that they were worried. Well, that Sun was worried. You hoped Moon was, too, although you weren’t really sure. “I understand. I promise, I’ll only leave when Moon can stay with me. But Freddy can protect me too, you know. He’s the only reason Monty didn’t kill me.” 

Sun froze. Shit, yeah, maybe don’t just casually talk about how you almost died in front of a bot with severe anxiety. He seemed to lighten up when you gently moved to rub his arm, bright eyes focusing on the smile your face had. “Y- Yes.” 

“I do have some questions though. If that’s okay?” Sun gave a nod, and you sat down with him at the jungle gym. Plopping down on one of the colorful slides, you watched as his metal clanged against the floor. “Hmm.. I’m not sure where to start. I had a bunch in mind but I’m coming up blank. Let’s just start with.. Is Moon okay?”

Sun tilted his head. It certainly wasn’t what he was expecting you to ask. “Yes, sweet Sunshine! In fact, he is happier than ever to have you back! Yup, yup!” 

That brought up another point you had, “How do you know that?” 

A finger went to Sun’s chin. “Well, we can feel most of the others' feelings. The more extreme, the harder we can understand it. For instance, he is super duper happy, which means I can feel that too! But if he was only a liiiitttllle bit, teensy weensy happy, I would only feel it vaguely.” 

You sometimes forget that Sun’s meant to teach and handle kids, but at least the explanation was well down. “I see. Can he.. see me right now?” 

Sun froze internally. This was.. a bit deep—sure, it was harmless information, but some people found it creepy. You weren’t like most people, though. “..Yes, he can.” 

All of his worries washed away when your face went pink, and you gave a shy wave, saying, “Hi, Moon!” He could feel so strongly the way Moon was addicted to you in that moment; how deep he fell for you. It almost forced him to power down—luckily, he managed not to. “He can hear me, right?” 

Sun gave a curt nod. “Yup. But if I touch you, he can’t feel that very well. A little, but it’s very, very different from when he actually gets to touch things!” 

“I see,” You placed your hands happily in your lap. “Well.. if he can hear me then, I want to say a few words now, because I’m not sure I can bring myself to say them when he’s actually out. If that’s okay, of course.”  

Sun was quick to nod once more. 

You took a deep breath. “Okay, here goes, I..” You couldn’t look Sun in the eyes. “I’m sorry.. for making you do that. If I had just run a bit faster or.. or not gone into Monty’s room, you wouldn’t of had to go out your way to hurt him. I’m sorry.” 

Moon had little words. He was never a bot of many, but he was genuinely speechless now. You were sorry. YOU. You, who did nothing wrong. You, who got attacked by somebody else. YOU were apologizing to HIM. Sun didn’t know what to say either. 

It was awkward silence for a moment, fiddling with your fingers. “Uhm.. Yeah, that’s really it. We can.. change subjects now. I bought some of your candies!” 

Sun’s eyes lit up at the statement, and he was willing to put aside the last topic due to the silence in their shared headspace. “R- Really!?” 

You blushed, “Yeah, I also bought some others things but I’ll tell you about that later. I tried your candies last night and I really liked them. I wanted to eat some here but I ended up eating them all in one sitting. I brought Moon’s, though! I haven’t tried them yet.” 

Sun watched as you reached into your pocket, pulling out the small blue bag of Moon candies. You opened them, pulling one out. Quickly resting one on your tongue, he watched with delicate eyes as you swallowed the Moon candy. Tick, his faceplate spun, and his wires tightened. 

“Mmm, it’s really good. I can’t say which I like more. Yours was lemon flavored, and a bit sour, but sooo good. Moon’s is very deep, and reminds me of the night. Sweeter than I thought. I’ll have to buy more of both,” You giggled. 

For another time, Sun and Moon were at a loss for words. Considering they waited so long for your arrival, you would think that they would know what to say. They literally imagined this day over and over and over in their mindspace, yet you never cease to amaze them. Sun scooped you up in his arms once more, spinning you around and feeling warm as you giggled. 

He missed having you here so, so much. He almost forgot how much brighter you made the daycare just with your presence alone. How anyone could ever hurt you, he had no clue. Finally, when things had settled, he simply sat you down once more. This time, leaning over you, his hand resting on the ground next to your thigh. “Missed you, so, so much.”. 

“I—“ Your breath caught in your throat and you eyed the large fingers that just barely grazed your tights. “Me too, Sun. Missed you both.” 

“No, like,” His faceplate leaned in to rest against your chest. Your small arms cradled his head as he did so, and you felt the warmth against your cleavage as he laid on you. “Sunshine, I—“ 

Your body temperature suddenly went blazing hot. You began panting, sweat forming on your neck as your mind went hazy. You felt as if you could faint, grip tightening on the back of his faceplate. He pulled away at the change, and froze at the way you stared up at him. Eyes shot, and your face a bright red. “Sun..” 

It was breathy, and he hardly could hear the way you whispered his name. Thumb traced over your thigh as he stared down at you, and he watched as your legs spread subconsciously. “Sunshine..?” 

“I feel..” You panted out, tongue rolling out of your mouth as you reached down, nails tugging at the tights you had on. “Hot—so hot, all of a sudden.” You slurred your speech, and Sun could tell something was off. “Need..” You trailed off, blinking slowly until both your hands pressed against Sun’s chestplate. 

In a quick motion, you pushed him down so his back was against the floor. You crawled on top of him, practically hyperventilating as your thighs clamped on either side of his body. You felt the same as last night, but worse, and it was getting hard to breathe. Stuffy, warm, and you weren’t sure why.

A light gasp escaped you as your cunt lightly brushed over his robotic knee, and your eyes rolled back. Fuck, that felt so good, and Sun wasn’t making any move to stop you. No, instead he was watching you so intently. Hands far away from you, avoiding you like the plague. His fans were whirring louder than any other sound in the room.

Palms pressed against his chest, you whined as quickly you became undone. “Friend—“ He quickly said, this was going too far for him. This wasn’t like you, and he knew it. Did you.. mean to do this? He watched you eat the Moon candy, assuming it was the kids version. Did you want to eat the adult version; sweet little you? “I- I- I’m not sure—“ 

“Sun!” You cried out as just him shifting pressed his knee straight into you. Your entire body shook as it collapsed against his mechanical chest, practically melting into a puddle on top of him as your cunt began leaking wetness onto your panties. Everything that would normally feel good felt ten times better, it was all so much. “Aahaah.. what’s happening.. to me..?” You whimpered out, desperate. 

Sun didn’t know what to do. His brain was running a hundred miles and hour. He wasn’t even sure if he was allowed to touch you, or even look at you when you were like this. So you didn’t eat the candy on purpose, but still—oh, God, did the world hate him? “Breathe, Sunshine, breath..” He calmly uttered, softly moving to rest a big hand on your back.

He meant to just comfort you, however the touch sent shivers down your spine. You moaned as tears brimmed your eyes, gripping onto him for dear life. He tried to move his leg away from you, but due to the size he just ended up grinding it against your wet pussy. You cried out, “Sa- Sun—!” He couldn’t get enough of the way you were screaming his name.

Familiar clicking sounds. A loud swoosh, and then the sound of something powering down. Suddenly, the lights were off. You barely had the strength to look up, watching as Sun quickly transformed into Moon. His dark body could hardly be seen. You wouldn’t even be able to tell he was here if you were laying on top of him so indecently. Not until his eyes opened, and the bright red circles bounced in the night. 

“Moon..” You breathed out, heart racing. His metal was cold to the touch, and you let out a breath of relief as it battled the hot state you were in. It helped clear your brain, give you a bit more sense. “I- I’m sorry, I.. I don’t know what’s gotten into me.” 

He was silent, and you gasped out as cold hands gripped your hips. Large, cylindrical fingers that dug into your sides. Moaning out as they pressed deep into the most sensitive parts. In one slick motion, his claws slice through your tights, ripping them apart. He’s still silent as he hoists you up, and pins you against the nearest wall. He has full control over you now. 

“Oh, sweeeet Star, how could you te- tease me so..?” His voice is so deep, you never thought he could sound so bothered. But, fuck, was it always a treat to hear and it certainly wasn’t helping your predicament. One large hand cupped your back, holding you up against the wall with such a delicate roughness. “You’re sss- ssso..” And his voice box turned to static. 

Your legs squeeze around him. They hardly wrap around him—he’s so large. So wide, that they dangle on either side of him. He’s cold, fucking freezing. You love it, don’t want him to pull away because you are so hot. “Mmm.. Moon.. I- What’s.. happening to me?” 

His voice box clicks and hisses, and his faceplate nears yours with that same usual expression. Your eyes widen as the two of you become impossibly close, and your breath hitches. “Ssstarlight…” He teases, a light snickering. “Ssssssilly, ssilly Star. Eating things you aren’t suppossseedd to.” 

“Aah..~” There you are, making the most embarrassing noises. You want to hide yourself in a dark place and never confront either Sun or Moon again, honestly, it’s all too embarrassing. Never should childcare animatronics have to see you like this; you’d sure to be fired if anyone ever caught you. “Wha.. huh?” 

“Naughhtyy,” He grunts out. Distorted, and your panties become slick at the simple word. You’re sure he can see it, with the heat sensors installed in him. “Eating my canddy. Didn’t you readd the label? Sss- Stupid, ssilly girl.” 

Oh. So this is what Alex meant when he said you weren’t the type. With your foggy brain, you can somehow piece together that all these feelings are related to the candy in some way. Are they.. sex drugs? Why would Fazbear sell those!? And, if that’s what they are, Alex was right, you weren’t the type to buy those. But it’s not like you had any business thinking about that now, not when you were quickly becoming.. So, so hot. 

Tears well in your eyes, the temperature won’t stop rising. It hurts, fucking burns. Moon’s arms wrap around you tight, so tight that you’re now wedged up against the wall. Every part of you is pressing against him, and he’s cold. He wants to help. “P- Please! It hurts!” 

“Shhh sssh shhh,” His voice box clicks and hisses more. He stares down at you with a look you can’t quite understand. “I know.” You whine, and squirm. Your soaked panties are pressed right against his chest, and needily drag along it. Shuddering, a soft moan escapes you. 

You arch your back into him—you may just die of embarrassment when this is all over—and reach up to pull at the fabric covering your chest. “Nnn- Need off, please!” You practically cry out, too weak to rip it off. Instead, one of his hands moves to pin both your wrists to the wall. 

Your thighs become sticky with your own slick. It’s dripping, staining them as if your arousal wasn’t already so obvious. You’re so flustered you feel like you could die, and you’re debating leaving the country after this is all over. But Moon doesn’t judge you. No, rather, The cold fingers of his free hand dig into your right upper thigh, before roughly spreading them apart. 

His bright red eyes are trained on the wetness coating your plush, pink thighs. You shiver and shake and whine, “P- Please.. don’t look..” You plead, already terrified enough of him seeing the way you act. One long finger wipes the slick off your thigh in a single swipe, and he brings it up to examine it. 

“Soaked—” Moon croaks out, before the tip of his finger presses against your lips. You open them, a bit hesitant, before he slips his finger through them. “Sso sweet, so perfect. Cl- Cleaning up your messess…” Your perfect eyes stare up at him as your tongue swirls around his finger and— 

Oh. That’s a feeling that Moon has never, ever felt before. Something deep within him: Something wrong. The way your eyelashes flutter as you blink, and how the drool coats on your chin. His entire body stutters, freezes for just a second, before he realizes that he needs to get away from you.

Moon pulls away from you completely, still making sure you don’t fall on the ground. He holds his hands up. Way, way up. He can’t touch you right now, he won’t be able to control himself. You’re standing, staring up at him so innocently. You wormed your way into their life, and he would do anything for you. He wants to touch you, indulge in you. He could ruin you so, so easily right now. And look at you; you’re begging him to. So, so good for him. Always so good.

There’s nothing he wants to do more than absolutely annihilate you. Ruin you, devour you. Your glistening, sweaty face. The way he can see so perfectly down your shirt, at the sweat dripping down the cleavage of your perfect, perky tits. The way you’re wearing his colors, him and Sun’s. Dressed up for them, pleading with him to fulfill all your needs. 

‘Moon!’ Sun’s calling in the back of their mind, doing what he can. Moon’s engulfed in you, though. Your scent, the way your hands feel against his chest plate. You let out a whine, press further into him, and his fans kick on instantly. He wants to play with you so, so bad. It’s taking everything in him not to.

You are theirs, though. Right? And when you own something, it’s yours to play with. That’s the thought rushing through Moon’s mind as he stares at you. He can feel Sun’s desire, too. Sun wants you so bad. They really, really like you. Finally, his hands reach your hips, and flip you around, still against the wall. His entire system shivers at the moan you let out, the way your back arches against him. The way your ass sticks out so perfectly, grinds against his metal. God, what he could do to you. 

You squirm underneath him, panting. “Please, please!” You beg loud enough for the entire building to hear. “It hurts, Moon..! I need you..!” You need him. Not Sun, not Freddy. Him. Just like you needed him the day he protected you from Monty.

“Litttllleee Star,” He hisses out, red eyes glowing daggers into yours as your head tilts back. His long, tall mechanical body presses against you. He’s cold, and you gasp. “Sssoo needy. Prettyyyy little Star, putting us in ssuuuuchhh a predicament..” A cackle escapes his voice box. “If I didn’t knowww betterrr, I’d sayy you were dessspperrattee..”

Head nodding fast, you look back at him with pleading, lidded eyes. “Yes, I- I need you..” You practically breathe out, your entire face a dark, dark red. “Need you so bad.. Please..” You basically shout, before Moon is quick to cover your mouth. One hand holds both wrists to the wall, while the other muffles your small breaths and moans. 

“Shhhhhh,” Moon is quick to shut you up. Any more words from you and he’ll pounce.

‘This isn’t her, Moon!’

And Sun’s right. They both watched as you ate the candy, both watched as you changed. You don’t act like this normally, you never have. And, most likely, you never would. That very knowledge makes Moon ache, feeling more than he’s felt in such a long time. It’s all your fault, too. You barged into his life. You made him fall for you. You made him feel again, and he hates it. 

He hates you sometimes, too. You made him feel things again. It hurts, being vulnerable to you. He can’t help it, though, you make it so easy. So now, when you’re pinned under him with nowhere else to go, begging him to make you feel all types of ways, he can hardly resist. It’s taking everything in him, and he knows he needs to step away. But then, the hand covering your mouth drags slowly down to your neck.

“Moon, this isn’t right!’

But your skin is so, so soft. You tilt your head for him, like the good girl you always are. So ready, so willing. His metallic fingers press into the side of your neck, eliciting the most beautiful sound from you. He wants to make you give him more. Much, much more. 

‘MOON, STOP!’

But he can’t, and his hand moves down. Cold fingers lightly tracing over your clothed breast, a whimper escaping you as you moan loud, pressing into the touch. Groping your tit, his large hand wraps around it so perfectly. God, you’re heavenly. Just fucking perfect. Perfect underneath him. A finger dips into the hem of your yellow top, so close to pulling it down before–

‘MOON!’ And one of Moon’s eyes flashes a bright, pale blue. His head spins around, and suddenly Sun’s faceplate stares into the back of your skull. His usual eerie grin stretched along the metal faceplate.  Then, just as quickly, it’s back to Moon’s. Moon stumbles away. His entire tall, lanky form straightened up. Both arms fall to his sides in an instant, going limp. His head hangs suddenly, as if he’s deactivated. 

It’s only then when you turn around, confusion and warmth hitting you, and instant concern floods you at the sight of him. You reach out to him, and he doesn’t move an inch. “Moon..?” Your voice is a whisper that can barely be heard, but the bot treasures it so. 

Sun and Moon were fighting internally, and Sun tried switching before the lights came on. Sun tried taking you away from him. As Moon’s head slowly tilted up, his eyes glowed a brighter, more dangerous red. A murderous look in his eyes that you were becoming more and more familiar with.

Sun’s voice was quiet in their shared space. Practically shaking, dripping with fear that he’d gone too far. But he couldn’t let Moon touch you like this–not when you weren’t you. And not when he couldn’t be the one who got to do it first. ‘Moon.. Please, you know this isn’t right.’

‘SHUT UP.’ Moon screamed. You flinched, back slamming against the wall with wide eyes; and that’s when he realized he yelled out loud. Not just to Sun, but to you, too. Now your eyes were terrified. With a quick scan, he saw that your heart was racing. 

And, sure, the yell did scare you, but a very wet amount of slick was dripping down your inner thighs at the sound of it. Not that Moon could tell, though. 

Moon didn’t miss the way your back pressed harder against the wall, as if trying to get away from him. He hated that he made you feel the need to do that. He hated himself so much. Moon’s voice box gave a static sound, similar to the way Sun’s sounded when he tried to cry in your arms. Sun finally went silent, and you stayed staring at the animatronic with naive, emotional eyes. Moon didn’t move to touch you. He wanted to, but he didn’t.

Because Sun was right.F̸̫̯̭́͛̈́͜ų̴̬̭͕͉̲̠̊͑̿c̸̡̨͉̫͎̄͝͠k̵̢̧̝̜̐͊̾͆͊̚͝.

Sun was right. And he can’t take advantage of you like this. He cares about you too much. 

Moon lets out a deep, deep groan. Hissing, eyes slanted with anger. In one quick motion, he holds you close to his chest, and swings up to the balcony. Behind the curtains, to their bedroom, he quickly wraps you in as many blankets as he can possibly find. He has to cover your skin, has to hide your tantalizing body. 

Finally, when he’s done, his hand cradles your head to his chestplate. A soft, soft lullaby emits from inside of him, and your hazy eyes stare up at him. “Nnn.. Nno..” You mumble, but then a scent fills the room. You can’t quite pinpoint it, but it’s nice. It’s relaxing. 

“Open up, Sssstar..” Moon quietly commands, and you obey. He slips what feels like another Moondrop candy into your mouth, and you eat it tiredly. There’s minutes spent with him holding you, rocking you slowly to the sound of the music. Then, suddenly, a large yawn escapes you. You’re so tired you can hardly keep your eyes open, even though you just woke up a bit ago for your shift. 

It’s not long before you fall asleep in his big, strong, comforting robotic arms. 

Chapter 12: White, Bright Eyes

Notes:

You had your fun with Moon, but now you're back up! Aaaaand.. oh, what's that? Sun wants a little, too?

“Mmm..” You stirred awake after who knows how long. Whatever you were laying on sure was comfortable, and you stretched out on it as you began to awake. A pleasant sigh escaped you, considering this was comfier than your actual bed–Wait. You shot up quickly, heart racing as you suddenly realized that, hey, this wasn’t your room! This isn't even your house! Or a place you recognized whatsoever! 

You can’t remember leaving for work last night, and these walls are familiar despite the unusual decorations. Glow in the dark stars on the ceiling, with various Fazbear merch surrounding the room. And, you weren’t on a bed, you were on a giant pile of Fazbear themed blankets. Well, you were either kidnapped by some Fazbear super fan, or you were somewhere in the facility. And, as you sat up, all the memories from last night hit you all at once. 

A gasp, and your hand flew to cover your mouth. No way, right? That didn’t actually happen, right? With a quick glance down, you noticed that all your clothes from yesterday were still on. You don’t.. Remember much, not after Moon came out. Did you black out? No, no, because If you DID black out, then that would mean that the room you're in is Sun and Moon’s room. It’s a bit bland, but not terrible. 

It’s clear that they’ve never been given real furniture, unlike the Glamrocks. Considering everything in here is practically from the gift shop–which you had memorized by now–it can be inferred that they at least tried their best to decorate. Perhaps if you didn’t totally ruin the friendship between you all by eating those candies, you could get them some things for the room. However, you most likely did ruin it, considering who wouldn’t be weirded out by everything that happened?

Kids yelling was the loudest sound you could hear, and your eyes trailed to two giant, lucious, velvet curtains that hung. You stumbled up, getting a small head rush as you traveled over to the curtains. Hand grasping one, you slowly and carefully pulled just enough so you could peek outside them. The balcony, where you had been brought up to on day one. Who knew there was a bedroom behind it! A bit amazed, your gaze traveled down where the ball pit and gym were. It seemed to be midday or so, as the kids were energetically running around. Laughing, one of them was crying, and the rest playing games. 

A lady who you vaguely recognized sitting behind the security desk with a bored expression, although she didn’t even think to look up at you. She looked a bit like you, and a frown grew on your face. Was that the person Sun spent all his days with? Well, obviously, she had the weekends off, like you did, but still. It made you a bit jealous–Yeah, sure, you see them every night! But still.

Lost in thought until a booming voice yelled, “Alrighty, kiddos!” And your head snapped to see Sun. Oh, man. So many feelings rushed into you all at once as your eyes landed on the bright yellow blades of his head. What did you do last night? You could hardly look at him without your stomach twisting. It wasn’t all bad, though, not at all. You also loved the way he smiled at the kids. It was similar to the way he smiled at you, and you liked his smile a lot. 

Poofy pants, leaning down just a bit to keep eye contact with the younger ones. Then, all of a sudden, his head snapped to the balcony. To you, hidden behind the corner. And, with a gasp, you quickly shut the curtain and turned so your back hit the wall. Those white glowing eyes.. Did he see you? Wait, why were you nervous?

It’s not just him that you had to worry about, though. What about the cameras? Or the daytime shift? Surely they had to notice that your car was still in the lot, right? There are few times where you actually run into them on the way out, but still, how oblivious would they have to be? You could get fired if anybody found out. Heart racing, you grasped the shirt around you as you tried to catch your breath. 

Somehow grinding on an animatronic was less worrying than even just the idea of getting fired but you loved your job. Despite everything that happened, the hospital and the injuries and whatnot, you looked forward to this every. Damn. Night. It’s what you looked forward to, and you couldn’t remember the last time you had something like this. Something that mattered to you. Something you cared about.

People–No, robots. Robots you cared about. Robots that seemed a lot like people. That had feelings like people did, too. That hugged you and listened to you and protected you. And, yeah, well, now you feel like crying. Tears building up in your eyes at the idea that you probably just ruined it all, and you didn’t even mean to. If only you weren’t so stupid, you kept thinking as you slid down the wall next to the curtains, rubbing your eyes. 

Vision blurry, and the sounds of kids quieting, you gave a soft gasp as the curtains beside you began to move apart. Sun, standing there, expression unclear as he looked around, only to finally see you sat on the floor. Quickly, he dropped to both knees, taking your rosy cheeks in his large, warm hands. “Oh, oh, shhh, shh, Friend, don’t cry.” Sun spoke softly as he gently wiped one tear with a finger that covered your entire face. 

“Sun..?” Your voice was weak, a bit hoarse from the low amount of water you’ve had, and the long time you’ve slept. “But–The kids!”

Metallic thumbs caressing your cheeks, and his faceplate pressed against your forehead. “Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, Sugarplum!” And, at your confused face, he continued. “The kids go with the humans for feeding time. Yes, yes, because us animatronics don’t eat. They go to the cafeteria!” The cafeteria where the Glamrocks performed. You gave a nod, soft and understanding, and let out a breath. “Moon and I were so, so worried.”

Were things really okay? You.. took things way too far. Maybe by some miracle they don’t remember? “You were?” It was hopeful, like a bright ray of light shining on a dark cloud in your mind. You needed this to be okay, needed this to pass. Sun and Moon were.. All you had, really. Sure, you had Freddy, and that was nice, but it was different with Sun and Moon. They were your best friends, and you hadn’t even known them for very long.

A slow nod, to make sure he didn’t stab you with the spikes. “Always, Sunshine.” Very rarely did you hear Sun with a steady tone. Usually he repeated himself, bounced all over the place, talked in a childish way. Here, right now, however, he was so calm. Besides the shaking of one of his hands, which was only slight, there was little energy in him. “Always, always.” Well, he couldn’t help repeating. Then, steadily, he raised his pinkie finger to face your eyes. 

With a ginormous leap, you not only wrapped your pinkie around his, but jumped straight into his arms. Small arms wrapping around his neck as you tackled him backwards. Tears flying back as you smiled, face flushing red. “I didn’t know they would do that to me, please believe me.” And his hand moved to your back, where it pressed comfortingly against your clothed spine. A shiver, and a soft whine escapes you at the warm touch. You melt into him. 

Perhaps you were being too emotional—something that many people in the past judged you for. Sun, though, is quite literally programmed to deal with humans far more childish than you, so he hardly bats an eye. Rather, he squeezes you tight towards him, and his wires clench. Faceplate spins slowly, sure not to stab you with them, and he lets out a laugh that isn’t real, but feels it. “Silly, silly...” He teased, dragging out his words. 

The moment you pull away, you look down. “I’m sorry, it feels like every time we talk lately, I’ve had to apologize for something.” 

And if he could furrow his nonexistent eyebrows, he would. “Oh no, no! Don’t think so negatively, Friend! We appreciate every moment with you— yes ! Promise!” 

You smile. Fuck, he got you. It’s so hard not to smile when Sun’s around. “You do?” Some hesitation. “Both of you?” Sun froze for just a moment. His faceplate spun in a way that showed he was thinking, eyes glowing a bright white. A light blush coating your face as you realized Moon could still see and hear you right now; information you learned before you ate those candies.

A curt nod. “Yes.” Sun’s answer was short, and simple. A pang in your chest at the way he hardly continued, even seeming a bit stiff. Was Moon.. mad? With the way Sun had been acting, you assumed Moon was okay, too. Although, Moon technically is his own person, isn’t he? 

Before you could ask any questions, your stomach rumbled abruptly. “Ah, jeez, I just realized that I haven’t eaten since before my shift last night.” You stretch, before freezing. “Oh, wait! Where’s my phone?”

“Silly Friend!” Sun exclaims with a giggle, standing up and taking you with him. You gasp as your feet get lifted, grasping onto Sun tight. It doesn’t go unnoticed the way his stare lingers on your for a moment longer before he drops you down on the pile of blankets you awoke in. Next to it, on the floor, of course, was your belongings. 

“Ah, I’m blind.” You give a soft laugh, turning on your phone to see..! Nothing, no one texted you even once. A sigh, and you shut it off again, not without keeping note of the time. “Well, it’s around dinner time, no wonder I’m so hungry. Hey, Sun?” 

He perked up, having just been hopping from one foot to the other since you picked up your phone. His white glowing eyes trailed all along your body, and you shifted nervously at the notice of it. “Yes?” 

“Can I.. ask you some questions?” 

Sun nodded fast, clasping his hands as he continued hopping. “Yes, yes, of course! I am always here to assist. Our time draws short, though, Friend, the kids will be returning soon!” And, suddenly he was on all fours, crawling over you. “Now..” Voice slightly deep, leaning down so your faces were close. “H- How can I help?” A glitch of his voice box. 

Your breath hitched. Caught in your throat at the way his arms encased you to the bed. Slightly widened eyes and your heart beating fast, you placed a palm gently against his chest. Looking away, face red, you shifted to become more comfortable. “Well.. it’s mainly about yesterday. I’m a bit confused about the candies. What exactly.. happened?” 

Sun’s eyes darted to yours, then to your neck, then to your face once more. His hands looked large next to your head, like always, yet you couldn’t help but notice them even more so in this position. He was.. so, so warm. Heavenly so. “Hmmmm!” The closeness made his voice vibrate through you, and you shivered. 

“Sorry if that’s not something you’re fit to—“ And before you could finish, the tip of his finger pressed in between your lips. Not enough to go into your mouth, just enough to demonstrate.

“First you ate the candy! Went down, down, down ,” His finger dragged from your lips, to your chin, to your throat, “all the way into your belly!” His fingers spread out along your chest, and he could feel your heartbeat against the censors in his hand. It was going wild. “Thennnn, the effect settled, and you got hot!” With a motion, his hand became warmer and warmer, until you were squirming underneath him. 

Gripping his wrist, you whined, “Sun!” 

“Shhh,” Another giggle, and his hand began traveling.. wait. It rested on your hip. “You get hot everywhere then.. you get super hot down here! Now, now, Moon and I’s candy are very, very different! Moon’s makes you all wooooozy! All sleepy, all sound! Makes you needy, remember? Remember how you were begging and whining ?” 

Now with wide eyes, you whimpered as he leaned closer. His faceplate spun and another laugh escaped him. Where was all this confidence from!? If you remembered last night correctly, he refused to touch you! “Ss—Sun..”

Some clicks, his fingers digging into your hip through your skirt. It had risen just slightly, your plush upper thighs exposed and pink, meanwhile the fabric covered just enough to keep yourself hidden. Then, his eyes snapped to yours, bringing you out of whatever trance you had been in. “Yes, Sunshine?” 

“Do..” You paused. Jesus, this was going to sound stupid no matter how you put this. “So.. Do you and Moon understand what happens to humans when they eat the candy?” Come on! It was a normal question, right? Do animatronics understand sex? Totally normal! 

And you thought so until his eyes flickered. Fuck, wait, did you break him—“Nnh,” A loud groan that you went to muffle with your sleeve as his fingers dug into your side roughly, like he was trying to keep himself from doing something. “Sun!” You whine through blurry eyes. 

He let go of the grip on you in an instant, reminded of that time he actually hurt you, and instead brought his hand back to your cheek. “Silly Sunshine! So cute,” He booped your nose before beginning to run his thumb along your cheekbone. “Of c- course we do! We know many, many, many things.” 

And you almost broke at that knowledge. The knowledge that you almost masturbated on Sun’s knee, and here he was telling you that he understood what was going on. Looks like nothing was on your side after all, huh? Just your luck. Not just that, but that he knows about sex in general. Wait—“How?” 

“Lots’a reasons!” Large grin that spun with his faceplate. His thumb pressed into the delicate, soft flesh of your cheek. “We must— must understand the human body for medical reasons, Sunshine! Must know every part, and how every part makes you feel .” Your mouth fell slightly agape at his words, and you felt his thumb slip in between your lips once more. 

“Sunshine..?” His voice was suddenly deep. So deep, vibrations sent through your spine. His head leaned in, and his eyes lidded as his thumb pushed past your pink lips. “Remember when you licked Moon’s finger clean?” 

You gasped softly as his finger pushed deeper, and your tongue rested along it. Some thoughts flew by—Was he ever cleaned? Was this safe?—however, many of them vanished at the knowledge that Sun would never put you in harm’s way. 

“Remember how your pretty eyes stared up at him?” Clicking, his thumb pressed against the back of your throat until your legs began to shake, and tears caught. Blurry eyes as you coughed, gagged, and squirmed. “You made me watch . That’s not very nice, silly.”

“Mmph—!” 

Sun released the pressure on your throat, instead beginning to thrust the tip in and out of the depths of your mouth. You could hardly take more than that, due to the size of his hand. Drool coated your chin and your brain was going fuzzy—was this really happening!?

“I did my bestest not to touch you, but then you just—arghhh! Let him roam his hands all- all over you!” He hissed out, voicebox croaking with each long sound. “Then- then you had to.. snnhhhhd.. look at me like that ..” You let out a loud whine as his knee pressed against your crotch, and suddenly everything hit you. 

Sun was pleasuring you right now. Whether he knew it or not, you were getting facefucked by an animatronic finger. The finger of a good friend of yours! He must not know what he’s doing, right? Right!? Does he think this is something friends do!? It felt.. so good, though. Good like last night, and the night before that, but still. 

And not only all that, but Sun was jealous. It was so evident, and you weren’t oblivious. The way his eyes were watching every move you dared to make, and the way he held you tight. So tight, like you were his. Did he know what that meant? No– No! What are you talking about? He’s a Daycare Attendant ! Surely, the Daycare Attendant wouldn’t understand this stuff but..

But he said he did.

Can Moon see you right now? Hear what Sun is saying? You stare past Sun’s lidded, shining eyes. Your own were teary, blurry, eyebrows furrowed with confusion and arousal as your legs attempted to squeeze together. Clicks from Sun’s voice box, and another hiss. “You’re even thinking of him now, aren’t you?” Face flushing red as you realized yeah, you were. It’s not your fault you’re curious! And his finger was being pulled out of your mouth.

You gasped, taking this time to breathe. “Sun–”

“Can I t- touch you?” He was quick to ask, and you noticed the way his body hesitated to move without your permission. Sun held his hands up, like he wanted to avoid you no matter what. Funny that he’s asking now, but you still appreciated it. However.. You weren’t sure that you knew the answer you wanted to give. Sun wasn’t human, that’s a fact. And he was built to take care of children, despite his previous statement of sex understanding. 

And you weren’t sure exactly how you felt. You’d never been with anybody before, and it was insane just to be thinking about this around Sun. You just met him a bit ago. He does make you feel safe, though. More safe than anybody else. “I..” Now you were hesitating. You wiped a smidgen of drool off your chin, moving to gently grasp his hand. Intertwining your fingers, you looked away from him.

Nervousness bubbled in you, and your voice caught in your throat. His faceplate spun curiously, and then a soft noise emitted from him. “ Scanning complete!” A robotic voice left him, and he laid you down afterwards, wrapping both arms around you. Suddenly so comfortable and warm, you felt tired again even after the long lengths of sleep you had previously gotten. All your worries began to melt off you. 

The anxiety over losing your job, or messing up with your friends, or whatever was happening with Sun right now. He knew that you were overwhelmed, and wanted to help. “I’m sorry, Sunshine, but I must go soon! The children will be returning, yes. I will be back super soon, promise! Pinky, pinky!” Despite the rushed words, you were practically half asleep. Perhaps it was the overwhelming whirl of emotions, or any other factor. 

You felt his long arms leave, and a sudden cold engulfed you as you fell back to sleep in the pile of blankets. 

Notes:

Also, I know that canonically Sun and Moon's room is messy, however I like to think that they tried to clean and decorate it for the reader before she woke up in it. Because of this, it is messily put together, but still cleaner than before!!! :D

Chapter 13: Frozen Pizza

Notes:

Long chapter today!
I had genuinely so much fun with this, and developing Vanessa's character.
Let me know if you guys like the direction I'm going with her! :)
Comments make me feel much more inspired to write and I love getting them, so thank you to everyone who does that!

Sun lied. Which almost never, ever happens, but you change something inside of him. But, yes, he did lie. He had to, though. Had to tell you that both him and Moon understand everything about sex, when.. They really, really don’t. The truth of it is that they do know it exists. Know what body parts do what, and how everything works. The actual matter of it, though.. Well, they never had a reason to think about it. 

 

Sure, they can feel things. Happiness, sadness, and whatever else. It only makes sense that they would get sexually frustrated too, right? Well, who knows! It’s never happened before. Except for right now, apparently, when Sun sat and watched Moon pin you to a wall. A feeling that he had never gotten before filled him. Fired inside his soul feelings of jealousy, and.. Something else. Something that he didn’t quite understand until he saw you with your messy hair, and that stupid outfit of yours.

 

And by stupid he means f̵̠̤̣͖͛ŭ̷̪̺̙̇ͅc̴̡̨͖̞͑́k̶͉̞̹̇̾i̴̱̹͛̀̒n̵̘̗̓̓g̶͋̋ͅ perfect. And Sun, well, he kind of lost control. Didn’t realize that he was touching you in any such way until you were shaking underneath him. You didn’t even seem to know that you were shaking, but he could feel it against his metal. And, for a second, he worried he had gone too far. Sun just didn’t want to let you go. Moon got to touch you! Why shouldn’t he? Did you like it more when Moon touched you?

 

All those thoughts only made him want to prove himself more. And, to make it worse, Moon wasn’t talking to him. Sun hated silence, hated it more than having to share a body and Sun despised sharing. Sure, sharing is caring, he knows! But still. Sun didn’t like to share. Not you, not their body, not anything else. Sun liked that he got to be the one to comfort you after you woke up, though. He liked it when you hugged him–liked it more when you were squirming underneath him. 

 

Sun was lost. He wasn’t sure what he was feeling, or how it worked. Knew of romantic relationships, and always wished for one, but didn’t know if he ever could. Watched those Disney movies the rare times they did movie nights with the kids, and thought to himself: Can I feel that, too? Thought that maybe you were like a princess, and he could be a prince. But Moon saved you that night with Monty, not him. And Moon touched you that night with the candies, not him. 

 

Moon was lost, too, though. He really, really hated himself right now. Sun can keep up an act, considering he gets practice every day with the kids. Moon, however, is never out. Never around humans, and never trusted. And, sure, he didn’t actually go too far with the candies, but he almost did. Still remembers the way your plush, soft breasts felt underneath his hand. How warm you were when he was wrapped around you, and how your outfit accentuated the curves. 

 

Moon had never felt anything like that either. Never wanted to unravel a person, take care of them like he wanted to with you. Can’t stop beating himself over the fact that he wasn’t able to tell if you wanted more, or if it was just the candies. Can’t even imagine facing you again, too afraid that you would judge him for all these feelings. Because, really, Moon wasn’t used to feeling anything. He, like Sun, wasn’t used to this. Didn’t even know it was possible with a human .

 

It was increasingly difficult throughout the day for Sun to keep his composure in front of the children. He wanted oh so badly to be up in their room, with you. Wanted to hold you while you slept like Moon got to do, but knew he had a job to do. A job he was expected to do well, and must in order to stay by your side. So he trudged through it all, dragging his feet. Moon could feel it, too, but stayed silent. Too embarrassed to say anything, really. Embarrassed because he lost control. Lost control when he was the one who kept his emotions clear, and Sun was not. Lost control like the day that he was banned from seeing the children ever again. Lost control like the day Fazbear Co. told Vanessa, “It’s too expensive to get rid of Moon, so we will just have to restrict his access.”

 

Knew that he wasn’t supposed to be around, and was haunted by that every waking moment. Except, with you, where he could forget all that and just listen. Listen to whatever you had to say, or the way you complimented him. Felt that in your hands, he was more than just worthless junk. Your hands were so soft, so tender. Caring, like no one else ever had been towards him.

 

-

 

You woke up with a rub of your eyes, groaning as you sat up. The room was dark now, unlike before, and you figured it was finally night time. You felt gross, in the same clothes, and with nothing to fix your appearance. And oh, yup, there’s the rumbling of your stomach. Considering it must have been a long while since the last time you ate, it only made sense that you were starving. Picking up your phone, the bright screen makes you squint. 

 

It was nice of Sun and Moon to let you stay in their room, albeit you’re not very sure where you were so tired lately. Perhaps it was the candies, or just the incident with Monty in general. You did just come out of the hospital, afterall. Honestly, it didn’t really matter. What really mattered, though, was that it was almost time for your shift, and you were still in Sun and Moon’s room. The sound of kids was no more, and groggy little you rubbed your eyes once more as your eyes adjusted to the dark. 

 

As you did so, a pair of shining eyes poked out to you from the darkness. You gasped, scurrying close to the wall, and pulling a blanket close. “M- Moon..?” You shakily let out, praying to god that was him. A few more blinks, and the body of the animatronic set in. Yellow, with white eyes. White eyes that you would recognize from anywhere. “Sun?” A hint of surprise in your tone, because Sun is never in the dark. 

 

“Friend!” Long arms extended to bring you into a warm hug, and you returned it happily. “You’re awake! How very, very lovely!” Yet, as you pulled away from the hug, he seemed uneasy. 

 

You asked, “Sun, where’s Moon? Shouldn’t he be out?” You still had about a half hour before your shift technically started, so you had no clue how things worked at Fazbears around this time. Was Moon really not allowed to come out so bad that it was scheduled to certain times?

 

Sun nervously rubbed the back of his neck. He didn’t know how to tell you that, really, he had no clue. Usually Moon and him immediately switched–had to switch. The dark came, and Sun left. This time, though, when the power saving times started, which happens right after the kids leave, Moon didn’t switch on. “Um,” Sun hesitated. His faceplate spun, and his voicebox croaked a bit. Jittery, so you rested your hand on his arm. 

 

“Are you okay?”

 

It was a simple question, but Sun still didn’t know how to answer. His body went slightly limp as he rested his head against your chest, squeezing you tight with both arms around your sides. Careful not to stab you with his rays, his voicebox whined. “No.”

 

You furrowed your eyebrows. This was very different from when you woke up earlier. You held him in return, rubbing circles into his back. “What’s wrong?” Sun, simply, had never been like this. 

 

“Moon’s gone.” Your heart stopped. What? “Well, not gone, gone . Very, very distant. So distant. Can’t hear him.”

 

You purse your lips, faltering on your movements as the gears began to spin in your head. His bright white eyes stared up at you, scanning your facial expression in the darkness. The only light in the entire room. Finally, you ask, “Hear him?” 

 

With a soft nod, Sun explains, “We talk, yup. Communicate in our head.” He pulled away just as his faceplate began to spin, which made you wonder whether or not he was able to control that little tick. “But he has been very silent.”

 

You open your mouth to respond, just as your alarm drags you out of all thoughts. The alarm for when you have to actually leave your house, if you were there. You sigh, grasping the phone and quickly turning it off. The loud noise seemed to startle both you and Sun, who tightened his grip on you the second it happened. It was a bit hard to breathe, and harder to move, but you just gave him a reassuring pat on the back.

 

“I have to go soon,” You say softly, as if Sun were to break at just the very statement. He shifted, and was silent for a moment. Stiffened, even, and squeezed you impossibly tighter. “I promise I’ll spend the night with you, but I really messed up last night.” Fiddling with your hands as you pulled away, looking nervously to the side, you began to ramble. “I have no idea what will happen if certain people find out what happened.”

 

Sun tilted his head, confused as he gestured for you to continue. “Well,” You shakily began to state, “For starters, none of the others know I’m back because I came straight here. They could have asked any of the daytime workers, or even Vanessa today, which would make it obvious that I didn’t show up last night.” You sighed. “And then there’s the cameras, which would have caught everything. I doubt anyone saw me when I peeked the curtain earlier, but who knows? Just.. a lot. And, if any of that did happen, I could very easily get fired. It’s very illegal being here right now. I could lose my job, or worse–”

 

Sun shut you up with a quick finger to your lips. Shushing you, but you couldn’t help but get reminded of the moment earlier, where he touched you, and, well, yeah. “Please, Friend, do not worry! Moon took care of it all, yes. Alerted the others, fixed the cameras. We could never, ever lose you.”

 

You wanted to cry. Maybe because no one really ever cared enough for you to go through such lengths. Or maybe because of the immense guilt filling your stomach, due to the fact that Moon not only had to hurt Monty, but do something that was definitely against his programming. Perhaps it was selfish to be happy about it being all for you. “I see.” You simply said, despite the amount of questions regarding how he managed to do all that. 

 

“Please stay.” Sun spurted out suddenly, and he lifted you into his lap. Your legs were plush against his metal ones, with the way your skirt hung over your lap. You gasped softly, staring into the white lights. Large hands that rested on your sides. A position that would make you uncomfortable if you weren’t so used to touching Sun by now. “Please.”

 

You sigh. You want to, you really do. Want to make up everything they’ve done for you. Cup his fake cheeks with your hands, and grimace as you say, “I’m sorry, I can’t.” A part of you does give in, though, as you say, “I’ll come back real soon. Promise.” Sun hesitated, before you stuck out your pinky. “Pinky promise.” And he knew you meant it.

 

- 

 

You’re starving, simply put. The second you make it out of the Daycare, you realize that you would do anything for food. Any food at all, really. And, luckily enough for you, while Fazbear is a Megaplex, it is first and foremost a pizza plaza. There might still be some frozen pizza that you could heat up, which isn’t necessarily against the law, right? Who knows, honestly, considering Fazbear gave you very limited rules when you were hired. 

 

So, there you were, munching down at one of the tables in the cafeteria an entire cheese pizza. It was pretty bad, to be honest. Nostalgic, in a way, because this was all you loved to eat growing up. You looked forward to being able to come here just for this pizza. It wasn’t just the pizza, though, that made it special, it was the animatronics. It was the idea that they were your friends, and they would protect you.

 

You were just feeling so sad today. Maybe because as you sat there eating a slice, you couldn’t help but be reminded of how deeply you were hated by most of the animatronics. How Bonnie wasn’t around, and how everything had changed. This could all just be the crappy way you feel, considering you need a shower, and your hair is a wreck, and you still have a full shift ahead of you.

 

“You look exhausted.” You almost screamed as a voice came from behind you, and a hand rested on your shoulder. Jumping up out of your seat, you immediately reached for your Fazwatch to contact help. Until you realize that it’s not an intruder, it’s Vanessa. Her platinum blonde hair rests sweetly on her shoulders, curling at the ends. 

 

You nod. “You have your hair down today.”

 

She gave a soft laugh. “Yeah, it’s just so cold, and I thought I’d change it up.” Vanessa takes a seat at the table, motioning to the pizza and you nod, watching as she takes a piece. “So..” And your heart began to race. Did she know that you had spent the night? Was this it? Were you fired? “I just came tonight because I was worried.”

 

“Worried?”

She sighs, running a hand through her hair. “It’s silly, really. But after what happened, I just kept thinking if you’re really okay about it all. I mean, if it were me, being near those.. Things .” You flinched at her tone. “I would be terrified. I wanted to stay with you for the night, just in case. I would’ve shown up yesterday, but I got held up.” You thank God she wasn’t here yesterday.

 

Still, it’s endearing. Warmed your heart that she would go out of her way to do that for someone who was just another coworker. Someone inferior to her, even. “You scared the crap out of me.” And Vanessa can’t help another laugh.

 

“Yeah, sorry. Probably should’ve warned you.” Her gaze travels up and down your disheveled form. “I’m glad I came, though. You don’t look so good.”

 

You nod, finishing up your slice. “I know. Rough time sleeping, I suppose.” A complete lie. “Just trying to get back into the hang of things. Sun’s been really nice about it, though!” You smile, and she gives you a weird look, before you change the topic. “How’d you know where to find me?”

 

Vanessa points a finger to her Fazwatch. “Fazwatch marks you on the map, just in case of emergency. It’s a safety precaution, just in case something bad happens.” Wait. So the Fazwatch recorded you being in the building all day? Did she notice that? Does she know something?

 

Instead of panicking, you just swallow and nod. Stare at the pizza, and say, “Oh, cool.” 

 

Her eyes linger on you before the two of you stand. You begin to walk around together and, to your surprise, you see Freddy nowhere. Vanessa talks the entire walk around the gift shop, the kitchens, even the stage. Still, no sign of anybody. Where could they be? Not even Roxy, or Chica? “Where is everyone tonight?”

 

Vanessa shrugs. “Don’t know. They don’t usually show their faces, though. Why? Are they different with you?” She turns on her heel, stopping in the main area to look at you.

 

“I mean, I’m not sure. I guess I do have to go searching for them if I want to see them sometimes, but not Freddy. He usually welcomes me in, actually.” Considering you didn’t exactly come from the entrance like usual, this didn’t happen tonight. 

 

Vanessa takes a few more steps before sighing, and stopping the two of you again. By now, it’s been a bit, and you’re really worried that you’re breaking the pinky promise to Sun, who’s probably pacing back and forth. “There is actually another reason I came here tonight.” Just as she says those words, the lights power off. Power savings time once more, and the two of you are stuck in the dark. She turns on her flashlight, clicking it and illuminating the room. “Where’s your light?”

 

“Ah, I’m not sure. I dropped it on my first night.” It’s a simple mistake, yet you're still worried that she’d get mad. She is still your boss, afterall.

 

Instead, she clicks her tongue and nods. “I see. We’ll have to get you a new one soon. If something like that happens again, please don’t be afraid to contact me. I got your back, y’know?” She gives soft laughter, and you smile at her. 

 

“You had something to tell me?” You question, a bit curious. Whether this is good or bad information, you’re not so sure. Also not sure whether or not you could handle anything bad. A scurrying sound from behind Vanessa, and she flicks her flashlight to nothing.

 

A breath escapes her. “Jesus, this place is scary in the dark. How do you do this every night?” A nervous laughter, before her focus returns on you. “I wanted to give you a warning. Monty will be returning tomorrow night. I know you mentioned not restricting him from you, but it’s not too late.”

 

It’s a large thing to take in. He hurt you so, so badly. The same thing that hospitalized you was going to be mere moments from you at all times. Still, it was hard to hate him. You saw the look in his eyes, the way he hesitated. The way he let go of you, and the way his eyes widened. You felt it all. “No need.”

 

“I don’t know how you do it, girl.” Vanessa says sincerely. “I mean, hun, he left scars on you. Aren’t you scared?”

 

“A bit,” You answer honestly, crossing your arms over your chest as you stare at the ground. “I mean, it’s only natural to be. But I really do believe that there’s good in him, he just realized it too late. And I want to give him a second chance, despite how terrified I am.” Your voice becomes a bit shaky. You felt the need to spill your soul. “I know that the animatronics don’t like me. Well, Sun and Freddy and Moon do, but–”

 

She stops you. “Moon?”

 

And you nod. “Yeah?”

 

“Oh,” Her eyes are wide, you can see with the ambient light of her flashlight. “Is that why he saved you from Monty?” You flinch slightly at the mention of that night. 

 

Honestly, though, you don’t know. “I’m not sure why he did it. Usually, when I talk to him, he doesn’t speak. I didn’t even know if he liked being around me, really. Sun tells me that he does, though.” You think back to that moment when you visited over the weekend recently. Sun was saying ‘ we ’. 

 

She pursed her lips. “Interesting.” A shuffling sound from around us, and you noticed the way her body tensed up. Was she really that scared of the dark? 

“Is it?”

 

She nodded. “Yeah, considering I’m not sure any of the previous night guards ever even met Moon. Well, except for one.”

 

You raised an eyebrow. “One?” It was hard to believe. Considering, well, the two were literally your job. Now that you think about it, though, you weren’t told of Moon’s existence when you started. Only of Sun’s. Was that the case for all the guards? “Who was the one?”

 

“Ah,” She laughed nervously. “I’m not really allowed to say. I may be your boss, but my boss wouldn’t be very happy if I did. I suppose I can’t stop you from asking Moon yourself, though. If he likes you as much as you say, he might be able to answer your question.” Vanessa moved to continue walking, before turning around once again. “I’m only telling you this because I like you, okay? No one can ever hear that I told you this.”

 

You nod, giving her a concerned stare. “Of course.”

 

“No, like, I mean it. Night guards aren’t supposed to know of Moon for a lot of reasons. The kids aren’t, either. The only reason they still sell his merch is because it sells so well.” She lowers her voice. “Moon has a.. History. Of violence. Tearing Monty apart wasn’t the last time he did something like that. He’s a troubled animatronic, is all. If you’re going to become close to him just remember that, okay? They aren’t people.”

 

Another thing that is a lot to take in. Your heart is thumping in your chest mainly because this version of Moon is not at all like the one you know. Sure, you saw him tearing Monty apart. Sure, it scared you, and you wanted him to stop. But it was to protect you, wasn’t it? It was a good thing. But if he had done that sort of thing before, was it also for a good reason? You wanted to believe it was so. 

 

Still, your memory tracks back to the night you met him. How scared Sun was of it, and the way the bot shook in your arms after everything. Maybe Moon really did do something bad, something that made him restricted from seeing the kids. He wasn’t out at nap time, Sun was. He did seem to have some issues, some personality switches. Still, you liked Moon. 

 

And, hopefully forever unbeknownst to Vanessa, Moon touched you. Pinned you, said things that you’d only ever read in fanfictions. He protected you with Monty, and listened to you on those shifts you just couldn’t stop talking. He let you hold his face, and fan over his design. All these moments, it ached to think that it could all be a facade.

 

Still, though, you knew for a fact that the animatronics were more than just robots. Perhaps not people, but something in between. Robots that could feel like people did, and acted as people do. “He’s not like that.” You were being stubborn, sure. All the signs pointed to you being wrong, but you just knew you were right.

 

She sighs, “I knew you would say that,” and a pat on your shoulder. “Sometimes I wish I were as trusting as you.” Finally, Vanessa turns for the final time. “We should continue on.”

 

-

 

“Hey, Buddy,” Vanessa smiles up at Sun as the two of you enter the daycare. You shyly look away as his eyes dart between both you and her. Blue eyes crinkling with fake happiness as Vanessa stares at him, too. “I’m sure you're surprised I’m here tonight, but I’m just checking in. How are things?”

 

Sun shifts his weight from one leg to the other. “Fine.” His response is so separate from how you know him to be that it takes you off guard. The two of you make fine eye contact, confused eyes looking into his white irises. 

 

“Wonderful,” Vanessa states. “Need anything?” Sun shakes his head simply as his attention returns to her. “Well, then we should get going, shouldn’t we? It’s almost time to open the place.” The interaction feels extremely corporate, a side of both of them that you have never seen. Sun, stern and quiet, while Vanessa acts as if she’s reading off a script. Was this how they expected you to act towards them?

 

The moment you and Vanessa leave the room, and the door shuts behind you, you stare at him from behind the glass. He’s unmoving, staring so deep into you it might form a hole. The two of you begin to walk away before you suddenly, very quickly announce, “Ah, I forgot something, I’ll be right back–” 

 

As you turn to the Daycare, she gives you a soft smile and says, “You know, I doubt he cares whether or not you say goodbye. It’s a robot.”

 

You stop in your tracks. “That obvious?”

 

“Yup.” 

 

You turn and give her a small smile. A smile that suggests you don’t necessarily care what she has to say, you’re still going to say bye. “I know you think they’re not people, but I think differently. And, even if they are just robots, they still deserve the same care I would give anyone else. Sun worries a lot, you know? I just don’t want him to worry more than he has to.”

 

With that, you turn around, and Vanessa doesn’t say anything more.

 

-

 

“Oh, Sun,” You practically cry out as you run towards him, arms open. You wrap around him and he quickly lifts you, arms tightly snug around your small figure. “I’m so sorry, I broke my promise to you.”

 

“No, no, Sunshine, not your fault–” He quickly reassures, letting your feet touch the ground as he tightens the hug. You feel so comfortable with him wrapped around you, snuggling into his chest. Your back presses against a wall, cold against the thin fabric of your shirt, and you gasp as he stares down at you. “B- But, do not think I will just forget this. You owe me, and I’m never letting go of you ever, ever again.” He sticks a finger up, grin seemingly widening.

 

You gulp, giving a soft laugh. Eyes that look over his shoulder to the glass double doors, where Vanessa could look through at any point. “Sun..” You motion towards the door, and he begrudgingly steps away from you to look where you’re gesturing to. Whirring from his insides, and croaks from his voice box. He really, really doesn’t want to pull away, but he remembers what you told him earlier. Sun hates not getting what he wants. “I’ll be back tomorrow. You know that, right?”

 

Sun is hesitant, however steps aside. Grabs your hand before you can walk away though, and pins it to his chest. You trip over yourself at the rough pull, gasping as you stare up at him. Your head barely reaches his, and your eyes widen at the subtly sad expression on his face. “ Missed you.”

 

You press your lips into a fine line as you try to suppress any feelings arising. “Yeah I–” You pause, before resting your forehead against his chest. “I missed you too.”

 

-

 

“You’re back.” Vanessa says shortly as she watches you come out of the Daycare, still in the same place she was when you left. “Well, at least you made it quick. How’d it go?” With the slight pep in your step, she can already tell it went well. 

 

“Good,” You smile at her, “Although I’m ready to hit the sheets. You?”

 

She nods, “Gosh, I wish. I have the rest of the day ahead of me.” She begins to say as the two of you begin to walk towards the big entrance. One of the white neon signs flickers. “The grind never stops, you know?”

 

“I get it,” You say simply as the two of you head through the gift shop, to the actual entrance of the plex, where your car waits outside. Before you actually exit, however, you stop and turn to face Vanessa directly. “Actually, can I ask you something?”

 

Vanessa raises an eyebrow. “What’s up?” She asks with a soft yawn, covering her rosy lips with her hand.

 

“You may not like it,” You start with a slight warning. Her face shifts into an unreadable one. “But I was wondering if we could get an upgrade to Sun and Moon’s room. All the other animatronics have one, but Sun and Moon’s is barely anything. I just think it’d make them..” You realize that you have to word this in a professional light, rather than an emotional one. “I just wonder if they would react better if they were happier, is all. Less complaints.”

 

Vanessa seems to ponder it for a long moment. “I’m not sure if management will agree. It would take them actually spending all that money they make, but I might be able to put in a word for it. Make up something that would convince them.” She sighs. “You’re lucky I have a soft spot for you. Consider this my way of making it up to you for getting hospitalized.”

 

“I already told you, you don’t owe me anything. I’m fine, aren’t I?”

 

She rubs her tired eyes with her hands. “Oh my gosh, girl, just take the offer.” And, with a soft laugh between you two, you wave goodbye. It’s freezing cold outside, but your heart feels warm knowing that you may have done something to repay Sun and Moon for everything they’ve done for you. 

Chapter 14: The Friends We Made Along The Way

Summary:

Monty's back! And you're.. Well, nervous. No need to avoid what inevitably will happen, though, right? Let's talk to him!

Notes:

I almost cried writing this omgmgkgk listen it was just so heartwarming

“Oh fuck, oh fuck..!” Vanessa screamed as she ran through the dark hall. Heels clacking on tiles, and complete black surrounding her. The lights were off. Her heart raced as she struggled to pull the flashlight out of her hoister, deciding to never look back. She couldn’t, just couldn’t. She was too afraid.

 

The shift was a long one. She, of course, stayed for the night. Wanted to look after her new friend, who she actually cared for a lot more than she let on. Took a little nap, started the day. She was getting paid a lot, so perhaps it was worth it? If you could really say that sacrificing your time like that was worth the money she’d gain. She fell asleep at lunch, and on her second break, and on her third. Yawning so many times that tears streamed down pale cheeks. She was excited to leave at the end of the day.

 

Everyone had left. Left alone with the glowing, bright lights of the Plex. Locking up, when the normal power saving time went on. Like everyday, before the night guard would come, this happened. What didn’t usually happen was the sounds she was hearing in the dark. She heard them the other night, too, but this time blamed her tiredness. Thought, “I’m imagining it.” She wasn’t. Not when a clawed hand reached out from the dark, and ripped the fabric of her top right off. 

 

She almost didn’t dodge it. Almost didn’t duck and swerve, and start running for her fucking life. “Holy shit!” Vanessa screamed, her chest rising sporadically. She could hear the stomping of large, animatronic feet following her. The jingling of soft bells, and red light that reflected off the walls. “Please!” Panicked eyes as she dropped her flashlight, along with her keys to the place. Kneeling down, scrambling. Panicking. And, just as her fingers wrapped around the light, a strong, animatronic body shoved against her back.

 

A roll, and her body was slammed against a nearby wall with the force of something inhumane. Something monstrous. With a flick of the flashlight in her hands, she pointed it up at the attacker. A gasp as she dropped it instantly, and looked into evil, illuminating red eyes. “Moon–Moon, stop. Listen to me, you’re- you’re malfunctioning, okay?” Panting. “Just stop–Please!” She screeched, clawing at his wrist as metal fingers wired around her neck. Coughing, choking, tears that brimmed her eyes as the oxygen left her lungs.

 

And a low, deep laugh. Laughter that was robotic, that forced her heart to stop. Fear. “Don’t think I didn’t hearrrr all the silly thingsss you’ve been sssaaaaying .” And his hand squeezed tighter. Left marks. “Always ssooo stuck in the passst .” Vanessa couldn’t reply; didn’t know how, anyways. Was she going to die? Was he going to kill her now? Did he care about the night guard that much? “Spreading all those dirty little liiieeess to my naive little Ssstar.”

 

Vanessa said through dry, hoarse lips, “I’m sorry.” There wasn’t anything more she could do, but she didn’t want to die. Too afraid of it, but knew that working at Fazbears, it was likely to happen. She knew the robots were dangerous, knew she shouldn’t have listened to her new friend, the night guard. Knew that it was a bad idea meddling in things that shouldn’t be meddled with. 

 

Moon cackled. It ran through her spine, and made her go stiff. His head leaned in close, and his voice was a meer whisper. “ Sstaay away from her. ” A demand. And suddenly, he was gone. Gone like the night. There wasn’t another moment wasted before she picked up the keys, the flashlight, and ran. Ran out the doors of the Plex, and didn’t look back. 

 

-

 

You went to work that night with a bright idea! Wearing a comfortable black beanie, a long black scarf, and some gloves to battle the snow. A big black coat over your mandated jacket, and a yellow dress. Some warm tights over your legs, and yellow casual, extremely short heels to match. Green small earrings. You had got to thinking after your shift had ended last night, about how easily Sun and Moon worry about you. It gave you the most wonderful thought on how to help them through that.  

 

Something Vanessa said that night, when she vaguely mentioned searching for you with the Fazwatch, made you think that maybe you could communicate with them through it, as well! You had your mind made up from the very moment you woke up, and you were so excited to tell them! Still snowing, you made it inside the building. Weird, that the door was unlocked, but you shrugged it off; Vanessa must have been exhausted after all that time she spent working. You locked it behind you with your own company keys. 

 

You stretched your arms as the warmth of Fazbears engulfed you. Luckily, the heaters weren’t usually terrible. The snow on your hat quickly began to melt, and you stomped the ice off your shoes onto the mats. Today was a good day, you could feel it. It may just be the fact that you finally showered, but still! You were just so happy today. You sang a little tune as you entered the building and exploded with happiness as Freddy greeted you. “Freddy!” You screamed, running over to him with your arms extended. 

 

He wasted no time wrapping his arms around you, getting down on one knee to do so easily as he patted the top of your head. “Hello, Starlight. We’ve missed you.”

 

“I missed you too!” You said with a grin, pulling away from him. Your face was red from the cold. “It’s been so long. I’m so happy you’re okay!” You gently cupped his cheek, examining his face for any proof of his fight with Monty.

 

He froze for a moment, but allowed you to do so. “You do not have to worry, the mechanic did a wonderful job fixing me up.” Freddy stood back up, straightening himself as he held out his arm for you to take. “I won’t keep you from seeing Sun.”

 

You give a soft smile. “Thanks, Freddy. You know I like hanging out with you too, though, right?” You give a nice laugh, shoving him sweetly. He laughs, as well, and wipes some snow off your shoulder. “Monty’s back today, yeah?” And Freddy gave a stiff nod. 

 

“You should be able to see him on your Fazwatch, Starlight. That way you will know where he is, and where to go to avoid him.”

 

Checking your Fazwatch, Freddy was indeed correct. Monty was in his room right now, far away from you. Your heart began beating a bit faster, but you took a breather. In through the nose, out through the mouth. “That’s alright. We’re going to run into each other eventually, so might as well try not to avoid him.” And Freddy stayed silent. Up until he finished escorting you to the Daycare, where Sun waved at him through the glass doors. Bouncing from one leg to another, Freddy rested his hand on your back before you went in. 

 

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

 

You give a nod, before heading into the daycare. A soft blush that’s not just from the cold covers your cheeks as you stare up at Sun, suddenly feeling small. Suddenly remembering the moments you shared. “Hi, Sun.” You smile, looking away as his eyes pinpoint on your dress.

 

He wastes no time in picking you up, spinning you around like he usually does, and pulls you into a big hug. “Oh, Friend, missed you so much! Missed you so, so much. So pretty in yellow.” He exclaims, letting you down, and throwing his arms in the air. “Like a flower!”

 

“Thanks, Sun,” You say with a sort of giddy smile, “You look pretty today too.” You give, trying to brush all the nervousness off. 

 

His faceplate spins in short silence, before he grasps your hands. “Oh, lovely Sunshine, how kind of you to say ! Now, what is the plan for tonight? We can play games, or talk, or draw, or–”

 

“Sun,” You stop him with a small giggle, finding it endearing how excited he is. Reminds you of a golden retriever. “I have a job to do. You know I’ll be back soon, though, right?” And he’s silent for a second. Silent as his hands grip the fabric of your jacket, tight in his metal hands, and finger tips that almost dig into your sides. “Sun?”

 

He hardly budges. Eyes lid, and dim in brightness as he stares down at you. “You said that last night, too.”

 

Oh, he’s upset about this. Which, he has the right to be, considering you broke a promise. It’s not like you wanted to, though. “I know, Sun, I’m sorry.” You bright a hand up to softly caress his cheek. “I didn’t know Vanessa would show up, and she had a lot to tell me about. I still came to see you, though. I couldn’t just leave my favorite bot without saying goodbye.”

 

With that, he perked up. “You’re favorite !?” Sun practically exclaimed, hopping up and down. “Even more than Moon?”

 

“Oh, well I don’t know about that,” You laugh, “You’re both special to me, I don’t know if I could choose.” 

 

Sun’s eyes widen, “Oh! Sunshine, yes, that reminds me,” And his hands reach into one of his pants pockets, which you were unaware he even had. “Yes, have something for you.” And in his hand he showed you a small, beaded bracelet. It was in their colors, blue and yellow, with a heart in the middle. And, to be honest, you almost cried. You hadn’t received a genuine gift like this in such a long time. 

 

Immediately putting it on, you smiled at him through emotional eyes. “Thank you so much, Sun,” And a big hug. A hug that lasted longer than you planned, but appreciated nonetheless. “I love it so much.” Glossy eyes as you pull away, and a sniffle as you wipe them with your jacket sleeve. “You don’t make it easy to go do my job, you know.”

 

A crackle from his voicebox, like laughter, and suddenly two strong hands are pressed flat against your back as he pushes you to the doors. “Go, go, Friend! Come back in one piece, pretty please!” Soft blush as the door shuts behind you, a bit shocked at the sudden gesture. You give a slow wave, still in slight awe as he dances from one foot to the other. His hand that starts quickly waving in return, moving at a speed you can hardly comprehend, and another giggle is leaving you.

 

“Starlight?” The familiar softness of Freddy’s voice peaks out, catching your attention. The smile returns on your face as you realize he did what he said he would, waited for you. Lending his arm for you to take with an expectant gaze in his glowing eyes. “Ready to go?”

 

“You’re like my personal limo,” You joke with him, happily taking his arm in yours as the two of you begin. Looking down at your Fazwatch, realizing that you forgot to mention the communication thing–You’ll simply have to do it later. “So.. Why do you call me Starlight now? You used to call me Superstar.”

 

Comfortable laughter from him, and a nod. “Why yes, I guess I did change it. See, I’m programmed to call all humans Superstar. And I felt as if you deserved something special.” Chapped lips that dropped slightly as you looked up at him, eyes with so many emotions swirling in them that you had to look away almost immediately. “Sorry, did that overwhelm you? We can take a moment if you need.”

 

A shake of your hand. “No, no, I just wasn’t expecting that. I’m fine. More than fine,” And the smile you give him, slightly shaky with pink cheeks, is enough to prove your statement. That you appreciate Freddy being in your life, even if he is just an animatronic. He’s more than that to you, even someone you consider to be your closest friend. Maybe not closer than Sun, but still, you look up to Freddy. Trust him, even.

 

Walking for a bit longer, following the usual path you would take before the hospital incident. A soft laughter between you two even as you enter the stage room, instantly halting as a scene very similar to your first night is laid out in front of you. All the Glamrocks on one side, meanwhile you and Freddy stand in the doorframe. You freeze up, understandably so. The last time you saw half of these three didn’t go great for you.

 

Chica’s eyes widened, even lit up. Optics that seemed to spin, and turn a soft shade of pink. “You’re back!” A yelp from her beak, body slouching in slight shock. “Well, well, we knew that, yeah, but still!” Roxanne grunting in silence as her arms cross. Monty, who’s staring at you, frozen. Your heart races in your chest because just the sight of him brings back the pain, the fear. 

 

Your body is shaking, something you only notice when Freddy moves to squeeze your hand as gently as he possibly can. Like you’re fragile, and you’re about to break. The reminder that Freddy’s here with you helps, almost makes this something you could be capable of doing. “Hey guys,” You say softly, a small wave following those simple words. Remembering Sun’s statement to come back safe. “Just doing the rounds.” And, a smile from Chica’s direction. Maybe she doesn’t hate you anymore?

 

Stomping, metal paws that hit the tiles as Monty suddenly makes his way over. Brazen, in the way steam literally escapes his nostrils. Your whole life flashes before your eyes, especially as Freddy stiffens. “Relax, Bear.” Freddy hesitates, looking to you for confirmation that this was, in fact, okay. Flinching as Monty’s arms fly in the air, like he has no clue whether to hug or hit you. “Gross, so gross,” His nose scrunches in disgust, something you weren’t sure he could do, “Yeah, no, I’m not doing this. I can’t.” And his head turns to Chica. “Can’t you just say it?”

 

Even more confused as Chica shakes her head, murmuring a soft no towards the gator. “She deserves to hear it from you.” 

 

Monty’s hands are jittery as they softly grasp yours, cold and rough. Your heart races, eyes darting at the entire interaction. He’s holding onto you like you're about to break. Either because you actually might, or because the only time he’s ever touched you he expected you to be dead. “Listen, I..” His words get stuck in his throat and– oh .

 

He’s trying to apologize to you. It hits you hard, and your heart drops. Swirls, pounds, maybe even stops. Beating so fast you can’t even hear it any more. You hardly know how to react; don’t even know if you could accept his apology. Instead, you squeeze his paws back so tightly you wonder if it’s hurting him. With the way his eyes trail down, then back up at your face, you assume he hardly feels it. “You don’t have to apologize.”

 

Words that sound so astronomically dumb with your entire soul quivering the way it’s doing so. Legs that feel like jelly, barely able to hold yourself up. Red eyes like the Moon’s that dim, and scan your face. Mouth that opens, ready to say words, when nothing escapes. He looks from you to Freddy, back to you. “Are you–” Claws that ball into fists around your small hands, forcing a wince from you, which prompts him to let go of you completely. He takes a deep breath. “Yes I do.”

 

“No, you–”

His clawed finger jabs into your chest, almost pushing you back “Shut up .” And his arms are back to himself, steam escaping from him once more. “Just, well, I..” His eyes close, like the gears are spinning in his brain. 

 

Chica pipes in, “Oh, Monty, just keep standing there like a complete doofus, that’ll make up for everything.” Her hips sway as she walks over to you, long arms that happily wrap around you and engulf you in a sweet hug. “I, for one, am so, so, happy you’re back! I kept thinking like, oh em gee, if you were like, all gross and dead, we’d probably be stuck with some other shitty guard–” With one look to Freddy’s stern face, she quickly switched her words, “Buuuut, your back, so we don’t even have to worry about that!”

 

A smile, because it warmed you to know that somewhere in there, she cared about you. Worried even for your return, all because you listened to her cry one time. “Thank you, Chica,” You say slowly, coughing as her hold becomes almost too tight. She pulls away with an apologetic look, but a smile nevertheless. Behind her, Roxy scoffs, even so much as storms out. A frown grazes your lips. 

 

It shouldn’t hurt you as much as it does. Roxy has made her disdain for you extremely obvious. Chica’s voice brings you back. “Don’t you worry about her, she’s just acting super emo because she hates you—! Oh, uuummm, I mean, it’s.. been a long.. Day?” Awkward laughter as Freddy glares daggers into her, and she pulls away from you. You bottom lip quivers as all the emotions hit you. 

 

Staring down at your feet, body shuddering as you try not to cry. So, so many emotions hitting you. Eyes that squeeze tightly shut as you take in a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. “Starlight?” Freddy’s voice sends calm waves through you, leaning into his touch as his paw warmly presses against your back. 

 

“I’m okay.” Opening your eyes, you see his reluctant expression. “No, really, I am. More than okay.” Turning to Chica, you smile. “I’m happy to see you too, Chica. It sucks that Roxy dislikes me, but she’s valid to feel however she wants.” Then, heels spin to Monty. Body that slacks like an expectant dog, awaiting punishment. “I don’t know if I can accept your apology–It’s a lot, and it’s all scary.” His body noticeably slumps down, energy depleting instantly from your simple words. “But–” He perks up. “That doesn’t mean we can’t be friends, yeah?”

 

Monty’s emotions are unreadable. He huffs, and rubs the back of his neck. “Whatever.” But it’s not a no, and that’s all that matters to you. 

 

“Oh wow, look at you! The big bad Gator is.. No way! Are you blushing!?” Chica’s high pitched giggles fill the room, lightening the mood. Monty’s eyes go bright red as he starts growling and stammering over his words, beginning to loudly argue against her accusations. Underneath all the chaos, you look up at Freddy. He’s smiling at his friends, and you wonder if this is all Freddy ever really wanted. Peace, and a connection that meant something to him like Bonnie did. 

 

-

 

“So I ended up asking her if Sun and Moon could get a room upgrade. Don’t know if it’ll actually happen, but I’m really hoping Vanessa can put in a good word.” A small smile on your face as you remember last night's events, leaning against a gift shop shelf. “I think she and I are becoming real friends.”

 

Freddy nods, a plush of himself in one of his hands as he pokes the nose of it. “I would be careful with her, Starlight.”

 

You roll up, straightening out. “Listen, I know that the animatronics and her don’t have the best relationship. I’m sure that includes you. But, still, anyone can change. I think some of the things I said to her really got her thinking about it.” 

 

He places the plushie down on the shelf once more, facing towards you, instead. “Vanessa has been here a long, long time. It’s not that I don’t like her, Starlight, it’s that I know she cannot be trusted. Maybe for you, but not for us.” A fine line spreads along your face that leaves the moment Freddy’s paw is ruffling your already slightly messy hair. “I wouldn’t worry too much, Vanessa is known to keep her word. If she said she’d talk to management about a room upgrade, she almost certainly will.”

 

Just the very idea brought a grin to your face. Knowing you did something to positively impact Sun and Moon, two animatronics that you personally believed went through way too much. You just wanted to make it slightly easier for them. Sure, you weren’t as close to Moon as you were with Sun, but that didn’t change anything. They were stuck together in one body, and you couldn’t imagine having to share something like that. You wanted to do anything you could, and this was just something easy you could ask for. 

 

Which reminded you, you forgot to explain your idea to them earlier. Freddy recognized the look in your eyes, chuckling as he lent his hand. “Ready to go see Sun?” Barely needing to see your quick nod before the two of you were heading over towards the daycare. Telling jokes until, eventually, he had walked you all the way there.

 

Wide arms that engulfed Sun in another hug as you ran up to him the moment you stepped foot in the room. He wasted no time, a big grin spinning as he allowed himself to go flying back, taking you with him into the ball pit. A scream escaped you as you both fell, gripping onto Sun for dear life as he pulled you back up for air. Giggles, laughing, and a warm closeness shared between the both of you. “Don’t scare me like that, you goof!”

 

“Sorry, Friend, so sorry–” But rather than apologetic, his tone was teasing. Grin that seemed like a smirk as he gazed down at you, eyes lidded as the balls settled into place around you. “Maybe you should punish me for being so bad.” And, yeah, your whole face went aflame. A bright red that stained your cheeks as your mouth hung open. He only fell into a larger fit of laughs. A gasp escaped you as his metallic, warmed up hands slithered down to your thighs.

 

Lifting you up so that your waists aligned, tall enough so only your feet were stuck in the ball pit. Legs wrapped around him as you were sat on the edge of it. Albeit, still staring up at him due to his lanky, extremely tall figure. He hunched so often that you only ever thought about the height difference in certain scenarios, and this was one of the times where it was really hitting you. 

 

Face red as your hands were laid flat against his shoulders, gripping him tight. “Hi there,” You basically whisper, voice barely audible. Scanning his face, but you can’t see behind that stupidly big grin. His faceplate spun slowly, a cranking sound escaping from his voice box. Like he was frozen in thought, or something. “Before you say anything, I actually wanted to talk to you about something. You and Moon.”

 

Sun went to open his mouth; explain again that Moon wasn’t speaking to him, but you were quick to continue. “And I know that Moon isn’t.. Talking, or something, right now? But I had a really cool idea! And, well, I’m not sure if it’ll work, or even if it’s a good idea, but–” Fingers dug into your thighs, and you gasped softly, head tilting up at him. “Right, sorry, rambling.” Faceplate spins. “I was thinking we could communicate using my Fazwatch..?”

 

He pauses for a moment. Faceplate and everything, which is hardly ever a sight. Grip loosening on you, and you can tell that he’s thinking. “Oh, Sunshine! That’s such a wonderful idea!” His finger presses against your nose sweetly, booping it. “Let me link to it right now!”

 

“Link–?” A white circle of light spins in his eyes and a confirmation nose escapes from your watch. Looking down at it, you notice that there is a new icon where you can text Sun. “Oh, it was that easy?” He nodded, faceplate spinning. “And Moon can use it too?” Another nod, somewhat stiffer. With that, your arms flung around Sun’s neck, digging your head into his shoulder. “I’m so happy.” 

 

His hands roamed to your back, seeming to hesitate before he pulled you in closer, wrapping around you comfortably. Your eyes fell shut as your body took in the warm embrace, relaxing in his arms immediately. A situation that you had not only grown used to, but were beginning to become fond of. Comfortable silence for a moment before Sun pulls away ever so slightly. Confused, you look into his eyes, his glowing ones staring down at you. 

 

You felt so small sometimes. Blush coating your cheeks as he leaned in closer, and your heart began to race. What were you feeling right now? When did the balance between you two shift in this light? Did Sun always make you feel like this? In a quick motion, his hands were by your side, and he was tickling you. Falling back into a fit of giggles, you screamed, legs kicking as you squirmed to escape it. 

 

“Sun–! Sun! Stop!” You laughed out, face flush red as you wiggled on the ground, kicking away from him and panting. You finally opened your eyes as his movements ceased, gently kicking his shoulder. “What did I do to deserve that?” Teary eyes from the laughter, you crossed your arms. 

 

A soft chuckle from his voice box, and another boop to your nose. “Silly Sunshine,” His head rested happily in your lap, bright optics staring up at you as he did so. Rays that he moved carefully to not stab you. “Had to do something, or else I would’ve eaten you up, up, up.” Voice deeper than you knew how to comprehend, and suddenly you were hot for another reason. 

 

You looked away, nervously laughing as you rested a hand atop his head, tracing along one of his rays. “Whatever you say, weirdo,” You give awkwardly, biting your lip. You didn’t necessarily know how to read Sun, or how to respond to him in any regard. What you did know, however, is that you couldn’t bear the thought of not being around him. You were attached to the bot, wanted to be around him whenever you had the spare moment to do so. 

 

That night, when you left, a smile traced your face as you looked down at the watch to see a “Be safe, Sunshine! - Sun” text from your new contact. Holding the watch close to your chest, you looked up at the sun rising in the sky, and let out a happy sigh. Today really was a perfect, amazing day.

Chapter 15: The New Guy!

Notes:

how do you guys say crayon
is it like cran or like cray-on
cus i say cran and get bullied

Today’s shift was different, very different. You had received two emails today: One from Vanessa, explaining that she had put your suggestion into corporate. And one from the corporate themselves, explaining that they were assigning a second night guard to accompany you throughout the night. Shocking, considering how cheap you have found them to be. You thought that the last thing they would do would be to hire someone else, and you weren’t sure how to feel about it. 

 

You liked being with Sun and Moon throughout the night, and loved chatting with Freddy. A new person being there might ruin that, and you weren’t sure you were ready to give it up. Another thing; You disliked people more times than not. You envied them, even hated them sometimes. What if this guy totally sucked or something, and you had to pick up the slack because of him? You had plenty of jobs where your coworkers were always too lazy, making you have to work harder. 

 

Another feeling, though, being that you were lonely. You hadn’t had a real human friend in a long, long time. Besides maybe Vanessa, but it had been a bit since she reached out to you. And in the slight chance this new person was actually nice, maybe you could make a new friend. Maybe this new coworker would be a great person! You decided to keep this mindset when headed into work, to soothe those nerves of yours. Hands shaking as you unlocked the door, a sigh as you shut it behind you. 

 

Looks like the new person wasn’t here yet, considering everything was still locked up. You weren’t sure if they had a key or not, so you waited in the lobby and kept an eye out, embracing the warmth inside Fazbears. Heaters working to battle the winter frost, rubbing your arms for friction. “Good evening, Starlight.” Whipping around with a smile to greet Freddy.

 

“Freddy!” You jumped with glee, giving him a soft hug before pulling away. “We have a new person joining us tonight.” You said, wondering if he had already heard. By the curt nod he gave, you assumed he had already been told. “I’m a little nervous, I got used to working alone with you guys.”

 

He hummed. “Yes,” gently patting your head. “You don’t need to worry. Even if the new night guard is bad, most do not stay nearly as long as you have.” You nodded, leaning into his gentle touch as his robotic fingers ran over your hair. A smile grew on his face. “Besides, he will only be here for the last half of your shift.”

 

“How do you know that?” You questioned, one eyebrow furrowed.

 

Freddy pulled his hand away from your hair, straightening up softly. “All animatronics are given a rundown of any new additions, because we are programmed to remove unwanted individuals from the premises.” You remembered that first day of work when Sun tried manhandling you out and shivered. “Therefore, all Glamrocks are given the employee schedules, as well as overall details.”

 

You were beginning to get it, although it made you wonder why Sun was so distraught seeing you on your first day. “I guess I understand that.” It was enough information to keep you pleased. “How do you feel about it? I know you guys don’t do well with new people..” You were sidestepping an important point–no, a fact. They really don’t do well with people. You experienced it first hand when you first met them all. Hell, Roxy still hated your guts. A new person coming in could be–

 

“I do not know how I feel yet.” His paws grasp your cheeks suddenly, holding you so delicately. “Do not worry about me, I will be okay. When you’re here, things aren’t so lonely any more. I know that whatever happens, we will get through this.” His words touched a dark part in you, a part that needed to hear that. So much that your eyes glossed over, and a single tear strolled down just far enough for him to wipe it. “Did I say something wrong?”

 

You shake it off, a smile gracing your lips as you scoff out a laugh. “It- It’s not bad tears. You just always know the right thing to say, Freddy.” And it’s true; he does. He’s the glue that holds this entire show together. Always has been, all the way back when you were just a little kid. You owe him so much. He’s protected you, been there for you, and most importantly, he’s been a best friend to you. “Oh, come here you big, silly bear.” He stayed perfectly still while you wrapped your arms around his torso. 

 

Stayed still until finally his hands wrapped around your much smaller body, holding you like a fragile glass vase. “Starlight..” His voice was a mere whisper.

 

“Yes, Freddy?” Yours was somehow quieter.

 

You felt him stiffen, just for a moment, and then his face nuzzled into your hair. “I think you are the most important thing I’ve ever known.” And in that moment, you knew he was telling the truth.

 

-

 

“Oh my stars! Sunshine, you’re back! Oh, how we’ve missed you so much! So, so, sooooo much!” Sun exclaimed as he spun you around, per usual. You gave a soft wave to Freddy as a grin spread along your face, bashful and blushing as Freddy gave a curt nod before walking away. The glass doors were something you still weren’t used to, and Sun’s affection was something you weren’t sure you were comfortable sharing. 

 

You giggle, “That’s nice, Sun,” You suck in a breath, “But I can’t breathe.”

 

His eyes visibly widen as far as they can before his arms release you, causing you to fall on the floor with an oomph. “Ah, oh jeez, oh no! So sorry, so so sorry! Are you okay?” 

 

Wincing softly at the pain in your ass as you stand, you give him a slightly pained, but mainly reassuring smile. “I’m fine, Sun. You okay? You seem on edge. Is it because of the new hire?” His eyes are so blank now that you almost wonder whether or not you said that in your head. 

 

His voice goes soft. “New.. hire..?” Yup, he’s lost. Was he not informed?

 

You nod, reaching out to gently grasp his arm. Your thumb rubs his metal softly. Gentle, like a flower. “Yeah, he’s coming in today for his first day. I guess, as Freddy said, he starts later than me, so we have some time.” You begin to ramble, not entirely noticing that Sun’s eyes had a sudden red glow to them. “I’m honestly quite glad. When I first got the notice, I was worried we wouldn’t have any alone time anymore.” 

 

When you finally look up at him, he’s practically frozen in place. Sun’s usually red eyes flicker, and glow. You can’t even hear his fans moving. In a quick motion, you rest your hand on his cheek, seemingly snapping him out of it. “You okay in there? Don’t go all silent on me, now.”

 

A nervous giggle escapes him. “We just..” Sun can’t seem to finish his sentence. 

 

You purse your lips, a thin understanding reaching you. “I know, Sun. I’m sure you’re scared, but I promise that it’ll be okay. It’s not much of a change for you, anyways. The new guy shouldn’t even ever have to talk to you. It’ll just be like me normally leaving to do my rounds, except I’ll have more company than just Freddy.”

 

In a quick motion, Sun’s hands grasp your arms. His eyes flicker, and the grip tightens so much there might be bruises. You whimper, whine, squirm, and gasp as your back hits a nearby wall. “Sun–!?”

 

“You will stay with Freddy at all times.” It’s not a question, it’s a demand. “Whenever he’s around.” Sun spat the word like it was venom on his tongue; poisonous. His fingers were starting to hurt even more, and your brain went slightly foggy. 

 

Without an actual response to his statement, you let out a soft whimper as you refused to look up at him. “Sun.. You’re hurting me.” It was a fact, one that Sun only became aware of after those words left your mouth. His eyes dimmed down, and you were stuck there for a moment. His giant robot body pinning you to the wall, head dropped down staring down at you. Completely lifeless eyes, and fingers that wrapped around your arms without any actual force to them. 

 

You were panting, sweat sticking to the back of your neck uncomfortably. Pricking at your skin. You were shaking, body lip quivering ever so slightly as you stared up at him. Did a new person really bother him so much? Freddy seemed on edge, sure, but he reacted nothing like this. What happened that would make the Sun react like this? You know for a fact that Sun wouldn’t ever purposely try to hurt you. No, if anything, he seemed protective right now more than anything else. Even a little possessive.

 

And still he didn’t move. You nudged him once, twice. Even a third time, and still nothing. “Sun?” At the sound of your sweet, soft voice, his eyes flickered on once more. A dim white glow started up as he blinked, and you felt him come to life once more. Sun’s hunched body straightened and he gave your arms a little pat before pulling away entirely. 

 

His voice box glitched, and he cleared his throat. You expected an apology, like the robot usually gave when something like this happened. No, instead, you were met with silence. He didn’t even touch you. Just stared at you, with those dim eyes. Then, right as you opened your mouth to say something, his head with full force slammed into the wall above yours. You gasped, physically shrinking as you flinched away. 

 

Your eyes slowly reopened to look up at him, wide and scared, even. “Sun, you’re scaring me–”

 

“Promise me.” He stated. Voice low, maybe even resembling Moon’s. It hardly took you a second to respond, giving a quick nod as you almost melted at his words. He was worried about you. 

 

You reached your arms up, gently grasping his cheeks just as Freddy had done to you earlier. Fingers wrapping around the sides of his head, avoiding his rays. “Sun..”

 

His eyes closed, leaning into your touch. His voice broke, and it sounded as if he could cry at any moment. If he could cry, that is. “Please.”

 

And your body relaxed. You let out a sigh, thumb trailing over the swirls on his cheek. “I promise, Sun. I won’t leave Freddy’s sight.” And with the way Sun was talking, it made you wonder if the new guy was actually what he was scared of. Sun was terrified, though, it was obvious. The way the animatronic talked and avoided even looking at you, he felt ashamed. The last time you had seen Sun like this was when you had first met Moon. Back then, Sun didn’t know you as well. There wasn’t as much emotion back then, but the same familiar pain of him gripping onto you for dear life. 

 

This is Sun when he’s afraid. 

 

“Hey, why don’t we do some coloring?” With a slow, slight nod, he quietly pulled away. Sulkingly, he walked over to the supplies and began getting them out for the two of you to work on. 

 

-

 

You drew in crayon a family. It reminded you of when you were a kid, drawing at daycare or in kindergarten. Something you hardly had the chance to do anymore, what with all those bills and whatnot. You had seen Sun take glances over at you every once in a while, but never asked him about it. “How’s your drawing going, Sun?” You smiled sweetly, looking over his shoulder but not being able to see the picture. “Come onnn, show me?” You nudged him. A slight pout on your lips as he finally looked over at you. 

 

His fans turned on, whirring rapidly before he nodded, and gently slid the piece of paper over to you. It was a drawing of you with a flower crown. He was remarkably good at drawing, even if it was just with crayon. You couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face, wrapping both your arms around him in such a quick motion, it would’ve knocked him over if he weren’t three times your size. “I love it.” 

 

Sun’s fans just wouldn’t stop. His arms slinked around your waist, happily falling over onto his back with you on top of his lap. The way he looked up at you made your stomach swirl, butterflies filling you as you took a deep breath. The drawing laid beside him, and you carefully sat up in his lap so you could pick it up. You took your time examining all the details, eyes glossing over ever so lightly. “Sunshine?”

 

“Can I keep it?” It was quick, sure. Took him off guard, even. But you needed to keep it. Nobody had ever drawn you–never. Not friends, not family. No romantic lover. Literally no one. This meant the entire world to you, and Sun just had to say yes, right? 

 

Your heart could be heard pounding against your chest. It meant that much to you. “Do you.. Really mean that, Sunshine?” You had never heard Sun’s voice so calm. Nodding instantly, not a second to waste, you rested your forehead against his. 

 

“ Please .” You were begging. Some part of Sun needed to hear you do it more. His fingers dug into your sides, eliciting a strong sound from you that made your face flush red. “S- Sun ..”

 

His voice was so low it vibrated along your entire body. “Again.”

 

Your face went a deep, dark crimson. You looked away, only for his fingers to grasp your chin and force you right back to him. A gulp went down your throat. “Please, can I have the drawing?” Before he could get a response out, a soft knock was heard at the door. Your head flung to the source, practically flinging yourself off Sun as your eyes landed on Freddy. Nervous, flustered laughter left you as you gathered yourself, standing up. 

 

Sun faltered in his movements as you got up, reaching his arm out for you. “Sunshine–”

 

“New guy must be here!” You let out some more embarrassed laughter, face hot to the touch. Steam could be lifting from you for all you know. “Thanks for drawing with me, uhm–” Even in your flustered state, you didn’t want to just leave him. You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, a spur of the moment idea, before literally running out of the room with a wave. When you had finally shut the glass door behind you, you gave one look back at Sun. 

 

He was just sitting there, still reaching out to you. A distant, almost gone expression on his face that filled your gut with something awful, like you had acted like an idiot and he felt worse because of it. Freddy stared down at you with furrowed eyebrows. “You alright?”

 

Swallowing your nerves, not ready to face whatever feeling you just had, you nodded before looking up at him. A shy smile. “Yeah. Are you ready to meet the new guy?”

 

Without any words, Freddy nodded in return. It was obvious that he wasn’t ready. How could he be? From what he described to me, humans weren’t always the kindest to them. From all the experiences you had with them, you’d have to be an idiot in order to not recognize that. Humans and animatronics just didn’t mix well together, and you were just an enigma. You were the change that they all needed to see.

 

You really, really wanted to believe that this new coworker would be like you. You wanted him to treat the bots like they were humans, too. You had seen some change with Vanessa, felt it when you were talking with her. Sure, it had been a little since the last time you saw her, or even heard from her, but you saw it in her eyes. She was coming around to understanding the animatronics. 

 

Something in you was determined to stand up for them. Whether the new coworker would like them or not didn’t matter. With you here, you would make sure that no matter what, your friends would be safe. If it came to choosing between human or robot, you wouldn’t hesitate choosing robot. They were like your family, now. You didn’t have anything to care about before you came here, and now this was your everything. 

 

You wouldn’t let anything hurt that. Ever. Not again, not when you were finally happy again. You squeezed Freddy’s hand tightly the entire walk to the front entrance, only letting go before you entered the room. Taking a deep breath, you stepped into the room, ready to greet the new coworker. Your heart was racing, pounding against your bones. Shaking your body, the only thing stabilizing you being Freddy’s soft hand on your back. 

 

You heard the sound of keys jingling, dangling as they worked at the door to the plex. You took a deep breath, straightening your little jacket as you awaited his entrance. The doors finally opened, and–

 

“Alex?” You let out, mouth hanging slightly open. You recognized this guy! He was working at the gift shop that day. Freddy’s head snapped to you, eyes tracing along your shocked face. 

 

His smile met his eyes as you came into his view. “Oh, hey!” Alex grinned. He ran a hair through his short brown hair, not even sending a glance towards Freddy. “Man, I am so happy to be inside. It’s freezing this time of year.” He reached his hand out for you to shake, which you did without much hesitation. “I thought I remembered you saying you worked the night!” 

 

You pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, nodding. “Yeah! What convinced you to switch shifts?”

 

Alex rubbed the back of his neck, and Freddy shifted his weight to another leg. “Honestly, Corporate just kinda put me here. It’s not really my groove, I’m not a night person, but I’m actually so relieved that I’m not here alone. I wasn’t told anything except that they need another one to help with the bots. Between you and me, I heard a rumor that it was Vanessa’s doing.”

 

You furrowed your eyebrows. “Vanessa?” Was she worried about you? She did show up that one night to help you out, maybe she was scared Monty would try something still? Whatever it was, it filled you with warmth that she would go out of her way to do that for you, even if you didn’t need another person here. 

 

He cleared his throat, finally giving Freddy peace of mind and reaching out his hand for Freddy to shake. “Hey, big guy! I only get to see you on the stage, it’s.. Interesting seeing you off it.” A nervous laughter left Alex. Who could blame him, honestly? Freddy towered above him even though Alex is naturally pretty tall. What really got you, however, was that Freddy made no motion to shake his hand in return. Alex faltered a little, pulling away, his face seeming a little hurt. Any of that emotion quickly went away, however, with a shake of his head.

 

You stepped forward, needing to clear the tension. “Why don’t Freddy and I give you a rundown of what I usually do?” You smile reassuringly.

 

Alex looks up softly, nodding slowly with a smile of his own. “Yeah, sounds good,” And his grin returns. 

Chapter 16: Deep, Dark, Shivers

Notes:

who missed moon!
me! i did! me right here! i missed him!

You got a message before work today that power saving times would be happening more frequently, now every hour. Alex has been working for almost a week so far. It’s gone surprisingly well–although, you’ve been doing your best to avoid introducing him to any animatronics, besides Sun. Moon still isn’t around, and despite how often you’ve been asking Sun, he won’t let anything slip regarding it. “So, when do I actually get to see the gang?” Your pace paled and you gave a nervous laugh, playing with the bracelet Sun gave you as Freddy’s eyes bored into you. Lately, Freddy hasn’t been talking as much. He just stares, and it’s awkward, but you’re getting used to it. 

 

“Oh, um, I don’t know. Whenever you want, I guess.” You shrug, but your insides are twisting. Alex meeting the other animatronics isn’t necessarily something you want to be a part of, not after everything that went down with Monty. Sure, they apologized and everything, besides Roxy, but that’s only because they like you. Alex is a whole other story. Even Freddy seems different with him around.

 

Alex hums, pulling his flashlight out as the lights power off. Lately, every night, at least once or twice you hear a scurrying sound follow the three of you around. You look around, pulling out the flashlight you were sent a few days ago. Vanessa kept her word on that, at least, but you still haven’t really heard from her. It’s beginning to worry you, but at the end of the day, it’s not like you and her were extremely close. She just had your back after, probably to stop the company from getting sued. You try not to let it get you down. “I’ve always wanted to meet them.”

 

You grin. “A fan like me, huh?”

 

He gives a giddy nod. “Yeah, I really like Roxy.” Your stomach dropped, but your expression was hidden in the dark. Sending him a smile as his light flashed along your pale face. “She’s just cool, y’know? I never went to any of the pizza places as a kid, so when I started working here, everything was totally new to me.”

 

“Oh? And what, you just saw Roxy on a poster and thought she looked cool?”

 

Alex gave a chuckle. “Yeah, it’s a little dumb. But one day, there was an accident in the main stage area. I guess someone working the floor got hurt, or something, I’m not really sure. Usually I’m not allowed in there, but they needed someone to cover, and I saw them for real for the first time ever.” You could imagine stars in his eyes while he gushed. “It’s something that you think is a little lame before you actually see it with your own two eyes.”

 

You giggled. “I get what you mean.” Nudging Freddy’s arm, “I’ve been coming here since I was a kid, so it’s less awe and more genuine connection with them. It sounds kinda bad, but I know more about the animatronics here than my own family, really.” Alex gave you a soft look, one that would lead to a more sad conversation, but you changed it quickly. “But why is Roxy your favorite specifically?”

 

“Easy,” He smiles, taking the cue to switch topics. “She’s badass as fuck.” He pumps a fist in front of him, acting out a fist fight with the air. “Love me a strong independent woman.”

 

A smile graces your face. “Woah, a sentence like that? In this day and age?” You point at him, a playfully shocked look on your face. “Witch!” The two of you fall into a bundle of laughs, and a feeling fills the inside of your stomach. You’re happy. It’s been nice, having a person to talk to. Someone who isn’t the worst ever, y’know? “Ah, listen,” You finally continue as the laughter dies down. “We can go find them, but.. Don’t get your hopes up, okay?”

 

You watch, even in the darkness, as his eyes light up. “Understood,” A stupidly over excited grin shows, and you suddenly feel bad for the guy. If the interaction goes anything like how it went with you, you’re going to be rubbing the back of a very upset Alex soon. Freddy hardly makes a sound as you all walk to the stage room.

 

“One second, Alex.” You say, “You go ahead? I just want to talk to Freddy about something.” Without any questions, Alex nods and leaves the two of you be. Once he’s enough away, you lower your voice. “You act so differently towards Alex. He’s not a bad person, y’know.”

Freddy’s head hung low, and a sigh emitted from his voicebox. “I know. But still, he is unlike you. You, Starlight, can be trusted. Others simply cannot be. You must understand, I wish I could be myself around him. I do not act the way I do because I want to.”

 

You pursed your lips. You just couldn’t let this go, not yet. “But why? Ever since I met you, you haven’t acted any different. Besides when I first met all the Glamrocks, but even then you extend your hand out! It’s not fair.” You weren’t sure why you felt the need to stick up for Alex. Maybe because he was one of the few humans who treated you with respect?

 

“Starlight.” And Freddy’s voice was shaky. You looked up at him, noticing that his body was jittering, like a normal human with real anxiety. You rested your palm against his metal shoulder, and he seemed to calm just a little. “You do not know what it’s like. When you’re around, we get to be ourselves. From the first day I could tell that you were different, that you saw something beneath all this metal. Even Monty sees it.” A pit in your stomach began to form. “Other humans are not like you. Alex seems nice to you, yes, because you are a human, like him.”

 

You stand, back turned to him. “He’s a sweet guy.” Twirling the bracelet Sun made for you nervously, not used to standing up for yourself like this. “Listen to yourself, Freddy. If what you're saying is true, then why are we even friends? What if when we first met, I said something that slightly put you off. Would you have treated me the way you treat Vanessa and Alex? Two people who I think are nice. And, sure, you all have reasons that I couldn’t even begin to understand that make you hate humans. I hate them too, and I am one. But–”

 

Freddy’s arms wrapped around you. Chest pressing against the soft fabric of your shirt as long arms tightened around your waist. His head resting on yours as he looked down at you, the blue of his eyes shining on your skin. “In a million other universes, or a billion different realities, there will never be any single person who means nearly as much to me as you.” A moment passes, he doesn’t let go. You’re frozen. Stunned. Can’t even speak, or formulate a response. “Now, Alex is awaiting our return.” And he’s walking away. You stumble after him, wanting to continue the conversation, but Alex is looking at you expectantly as he waits outside the stage room. The lights power back on just as the two of you catch up, and you sigh. You’re not getting more out of Freddy, so you just open the doors slowly and peer inside.

 

The sight of all the other Glammrocks come into view. Roxy visibly stiffens at the sight of you. “Oh my goooshhh!! Is that my favorite nightguard!? It’s been so–” Chica shuts up immediately as Alex steps out from behind you. “Oh.”

 

You give a nervous laugh. “So..” Gesturing to him, “This is Alex!” You gave jazz hands—really trying to keep the air light—as the Glammrocks stared at you. From the moment you walked in the room with Alex, it’s like time stopped moving. Alex could feel it too, probably, with the way he was nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m sure you know who he is, but yeah..” The room is dead silent. You could hear a pin drop, at this point, and you nudged Alex to speak up. 

 

“Oh!” He stumbles, “Um, yeah, hey! Nice to meet you guys. I’m Alex–Uh, wait, she already said that–” Monty doesn’t last another moment, his eyes trailing along your body before grasping your arm and pulling you aside. Your front hits his chest with a gasp escaping you, face warming up as his rough, scaly arms wrap around you in a protective grasp. His nostrils flare, a low growl erupting from his throat. 

 

Your heart begins racing in your chest. Sure, Monty isn’t harming you, but you haven’t felt him against you like this since– since... And you shove him, almost instinctively, grasping your heart with your hand as Freddy grabs you away, and you lean into him instead. “Okay, maybe let’s not do that.” You breathe out, panting as your lungs fill back up with air. Looking up at Freddy who isn’t even paying any attention to you, you trail your eyes to Alex. 

 

Every Glammrock is glaring at him. You push away from Freddy, too, eyebrows furrowing. “Okay, this is ridiculous.” You finally say, finally grasping their attention. “Guys, at least say hi back.” When they don’t, you feel a slight amount of agitation grow in you. “ Guys .” Nothing. You nudge Freddy, even go as far as stepping on his foot. “Come on, some help here?” But Freddy’s jaw is tightened, and he doesn’t even spare you another glance. “Are you serious?” But Freddy still gives you nothing.

 

You give Alex a sympathetic look, who gives you a nod in response. “Uh.. listen, I know that you all don’t trust me yet. I was already warned not to expect anything, and I don’t. It’s okay if you guys never do, but I hope that one day we can actually, like, get to know each other, or something, I don’t know.” He gives a nervous laugh. “Listen, I’m really bad at this, but I don’t know how long I’ll be working the graveyard, and I’ve always thought you guys were chill, so..” 

 

No one says anything. It’s so awkward, you want to turn inside out and bundle up forever, but instead you just grasp Alex by the arm. Fully frustrated, you give Freddy a glare before pulling Alex out of the room. The door shuts, and you let out a breath. “I’m sorry about that. Again, they’re not great with newbies.”

 

Alex gives a small nod, but you can tell he’s hurt. “I was expecting worse, to be honest.” And, to be fair, he has a point. It could have been way, way worse. You rub his arm comfortingly, before turning your head at the sound of the door opening back up. You expect Freddy, but it’s Chica, instead. Both Alex and you look between each other, mouth slightly agape, before focusing on her.

 

“L- Listen,” She plays with her fingers. “I, like, don’t trust you. But.. if she does, then that’s like, totally a reason not to like, totally hate you.” Chica kicks at the air in front of her. “So, what I’m trying to say is, I’m going to do my best, K?” When neither of you or Alex can find the words to respond, she just ruffles your hair before heading back inside. You’re still in total shock as the door shuts behind her, before erupting in glee and giving Alex a high-five. 

 

Alex’s mood has done a full 360. “Did you see that? One of them likes me!” 

 

You giggle. “That’s better than me, it’s definitely a good sign.” You're cut off again as the door opens once more, and Freddy steps out. Your eyes bore into the side of his face, and he won’t even look at you. Can’t bring himself to, really, because he failed you, and he knows it. You give a sigh, “Give us a moment?” And Alex respects that as you pull Freddy aside into the gift shop. It’s silent between you two, and you stare up at him. “So, let’s talk about what just happened.”

 

Freddy doesn’t move. Still doesn’t look at you.

 

“Are you going to say anything?” Your whole body tightens and your heart begins to ache. “Hello? Earth to Freddy?” But he still doesn’t budge. Finally, at full annoyance, you shove him. “Anyone there!?” And he grabs you by the arms. Your back hits the wall as his fist plants above your head, so much force that the wall actually indents, and you’re suddenly so scared. Your chest rises and falls and–you can’t breathe, not even a little. Eyes widened to the point that Freddy can see the little tears beginning to form. 

 

He realizes it, too. What he’s just done. “You do not understand our anger .” Freddy hisses out, like it excuses what he just did even in the slightest. And he retracts his fist, the wall crumbling beside you. You eye as little pieces of it land on the floor, and you bite your lip. His back turns to you, and you’re suddenly filled with some unplaced adrenaline. All the anger you were feeling bubbled up to the surface. 

 

Fists tight by your sides, you just start yelling all the emotions you feel. “What would Bonnie think?” And Freddy froze. Body stiffening, and his head looked down. You touched a nerve, you know you did, but you can’t take it back. Neither of you can take back any of this conversation. “If he saw you like this, he would be so fucking upset.” The words cut deep into Freddy more than you could ever know, but you wanted to hurt him. You were upset, understandably so, and you weren’t in your right mind. Freddy turned around, his familiar blue eyes wide and emotional as he stared at you. You could hardly bring yourself to look up, slamming your eyes shut as tears began to fall.

 

“Starlight..” And there it was–that nickname –the one that was made just for you. His paw reached out to you gently, and in that moment you just had to get away. A soft cry escaped you as you left the room in a quick motion, leaving him in there without a second thought. The foyer was empty, Alex missing from it, and you cursed while checking your Fazwatch. He was just grabbing food, thank god, and you wiped your tears as you began walking to where he was on your Fazwatch.

 

They just kept falling, though, and you didn’t even want to imagine how Alex would react if he saw you like this. He was fine on his own for a while, right? Surely. Plus, your Fazwatch would alert you if anything happened to him. And you just.. Well, you were being selfish. Maybe that’s why you ended up in front of the Daycare’s glass doors, stumbling into the room with a dramatic swing. You just couldn’t stop crying, now loud at this point as you rushed to wipe the tears with your arms.

 

It was hardly another moment of loneliness before you felt warm arms wrap around you in a ginormous hug, something you needed more than anything. “Sunshine? What- What’s wrong, what happened?” Sun was freaking out, but you couldn’t even get a word out. “Was it Alex? Was it ?” But you shook your head, hiccupping as sobs escaped you. You squeezed him tight, so fucking tight. You just didn’t want to let go of him. “Oh, Darling, shhh.. Shhh, you’re okay. You’re safe. So, so safe with me. Breathe.”

 

You tried to nod, tried to breathe. You eventually were able to calm down with a lot of soothing motions from Sun, who was a natural at calming someone’s cries due to his day job. “I’m sorry.” You finally managed out after another hiccup. The two of you rotated onto the floor, sitting in his lap comfortably as he rubbed your back. “I’m really sorry.”

 

“Don’t ever apologize. Mmm, nope, won’t have that.” He used his thumbs to push your hair away, preventing tears from getting in your locks. “So, so pretty when you cry.” And he wipes your tears so effortlessly.

 

You sniffled, clinging to him. “Freddy and I got into a fight.”

 

Sun sat up slightly, stiffening just a little. He seemed genuinely concerned, faceplate spinning in slow consideration. “Oh, Sunshine.” A large frown spread where his usual grin sat. “What happened?”

“I- I egged him on. It’s my fault, really, I shouldn’t have gotten so angry, but–he just..” You took a moment to breathe, Sun patiently waiting for you to continue. “And I said some things, and then he.. He scared me. He really scared me, Sun, I’ve never seen him be so forceful.” Your entire body was shaking as you talked. “He- He punched the wall, and I was just.. I didn’t know what to do, I just said so many mean things. I can’t take it back, Sun..” 

 

He shook his head. “You did nothing wrong. Nothing, nope, not at all. Not my Sunshine.”

 

Your heart dropped once more. “What if he never forgives me?” 

 

“Shhhh..” He hushed you, the palm of his hand covering the entire back of your head as he forced you against his shoulder. Holding you so closely, so carefully, his body so warm. “He will. Freddy always, always forgives.” You were almost calm, almost at a point where you could continue your job, and probably find Alex, when the lights powered off for the second time that night. Has it already been an hour?

 

Nothing changed, however. Still no Moon. Already so filled with emotions, you let out another large sob suddenly that made Sun flinch slightly. “Moon won’t forgive me.” You cried out, Sun’s eyes widening as you gripped tightly onto him.

 

“What do you mean, Sunshine?”

 

You balled your fists, your gut feeling empty as you sobbed louder. “I- I messed up– And he won’t–He hasn’t–” You couldn’t breathe again. “ Why? ” And Sun wanted to give you a reason, he really did. He wanted to reassure you, tell you everything you needed to hear. 

 

He shook his head. “Moon isn’t mad at you.” He held out his pinky, “I promise.” In a rush, you slapped his finger away. “Sunshine–”

 

“Prove it.”

 

Whirring. Sun was dead silent, and in a quick motion his eyes powered down. With confusion, you sat back and waited. Nothing happened for a moment, and you began wondering if you did something completely wrong. Then, in a rush of wind, Sun’s body began to change. Dark, blue, and mysterious. Like the first time you were met with Moon’s gaze, and you were suddenly cold. Freezing . You lifted a finger to trace along his face, but long claws were quick to grasp your wrist. 

 

A gasp escaped you as his deep voice sent vibrations along your body, your tears drying on your cheeks. “ Don’t .” It was a demand, one that made your heart race. 

 

And it all hit you, all at once, because the last time Moon was touching you, he was–”Why?” You barely managed out the one word, shaking as the grip on your wrist only got tighter. 

 

“ I cannot be trussssted around you .” For how simple the words were, it was packed with so much more. 

 

You paused. “What do you..?” And the words drifted off as his head hung low, red eyes glaring down at you. “I’m sorry if I did something wrong. I’m sure it was probably that night, with the candies. I know that you already heard me tell Sun it was a mistake, and I wish I could take it all back. I’d do anything just to get you to talk to me again.” You’re sniffling now, a mess. You miss him, nothing you say is a lie. “Please, just.. It hurts so bad.. not being your friend. I miss you.” 

 

A deep navy finger pressed against your lips so gently, but you still ceased your words. “ There is muchhhh you don’t understand, little Ssstar. ”

 

“So explain it to me!” You were practically begging. “I mean, forgive me if I’m mistaken, but I thought that you and I were actually becoming, y’know, friends, or something.” And Moon couldn’t speak. Didn’t know how to. He finally dropped your wrist, and you grasped it protectively, playing with the bracelet. His eyes darted to the motion, and he shifted. “What?” You look down at the piece of jewelry. “Sun made it for me, I figured you knew since you can, like, see out of his eyes?”

 

Silence. Then, a deep rattling noise from his voicebox. His fingers become tightly wrapped around your wrist once more. The bracelet dangles at the sudden movement, and you gasp as he roughly holds your arm up to his glowing eyes. “ I made this .” His voice is so soft, so delicate. Your entire body relaxes at his words.

 

“Y- You!?” You gasped, wincing at the force his fingers had on your bone, and letting out a slightly estranged noise as the entire motion pulled you against his chest. “But—“

 

“But nothing.” Moon’s voice was like silk, deep and mysterious. Dark, in a way that sent a shiver down your spine as the sound vibrated against your chest

 

With your face a soft red, you spoke, “I didn’t know you did crafts, too.” The whole room was hot as the tips of his fingers trickled along your arm. It hurt, sure, but it also felt so nice.

 

“ For youuu, I’d do anything .”

Chapter 17: Dark Reunion

Notes:

hey so im in love with a guy and his name is moon!
FINALLY some moon content for you guys <3
i missed him so much rahhhh!

Moon had this ability that you hated. He could make the room go from feeling one way, to something else entirely just at the muttering of a few simple words. You came in here a crying mess, and now you’re feeling all sorts of ways. Was he serious? The bracelet you literally never let leave your sight was something he had made? “But.. Sun told me..”

 

“ I was embarrrassssed. ” Moon admitted, a delicate claw of his gently running around the beads. “ Vulnerable .” He leaned back. “ Ssscared .” His voice went soft. “ Sssun covered for me. ”

 

“You?” You ask, mouth softly agape. “Scared?” It was hard to believe. Moon was known to everyone else as terrifying. Monty, the most intimidating bot you knew, would probably break down at just the very mention of Moon’s name. “But– why ? And I thought Sun couldn’t lie?” And suddenly it hit you that this was the conversation you were craving so long for. “And–wait!--what do you mean you can’t be trusted around me?” You cursed how Moon left you with so many questions.

 

Moon shrugged, a whirring from his fans. He was silent for a moment, debating what he would allow himself to say. He shifted underneath you, suddenly reminding you of your position on his lap. The two of you were close, so close. Like that night, where he pinned you to the wall. Touch ed you with the hands currently holding your wrist. “ Becaauuse, little Ssstar. You are sso, so fragillle. Aaand it wass not a lie. We sshare a body. Mme making it iss the saame as him. ”

 

Moon, himself, wasn’t ready to tell you anything more than that. He could tell you wanted answers, but he didn’t know how to form the words. Despite his need to please you, he really couldn’t do much more than that, and you could tell. You let out a sigh, pressing your forehead against his shoulder weakly. “You would never hurt me.” You finally say. A whimper escapes you as the grip on your wrist suddenly tightens.

 

“ Quite the opposssite. ” He was quick to argue, a soft whine leaving you as he only tightened his grip. A bruise would most likely form under his fingers, but you shook your head. “ Ssstilll so naive. Don’t tell me you enjoy thisss, sweet Star? ” He was teasing you. So openly, too, that it made your head begin to rush. You didn’t know what to say, not with your pussy practically spilling out into your panties at his words. Moon’s voice did things to you that you didn’t want to face, considering it would severely compromise your job here, and your relationship. 

 

You shake softly. Moon almost thinks he’s won this little thing between the two of you, before you speak up once more. “You don’t hurt me, you protect me.” You say, albeit timidly. “Like you did with Monty.” And, like magic, Moon lets go of his grip on your wrist. You somehow always know the right thing to say, afterall. Moon shifts, looking away at the mention of that very event. Once again reminded that when he’s around you, he’s not himself.

 

Half of him was proud. He truly did come to your rescue, like a knight. Another part of him didn’t know how to cope with the fact that he tore apart another animatronic for a mere human. You weren’t just a mere human, though, you were his everything. “ Mmmmm ..” Then, more quietly, “ I would do it againn. ”

 

“I do appreciate it but.. Please don't do something like that again,” You give a nervous laugh, grasping your wrist with your other hand and rubbing it softly. You watch as crimson eyes dart to the motion, and they don’t leave you. “While it was.. Sweet, you really shouldn’t break protocol to leave the daycare.”

 

Moon let out a snicker, his voice box cracking. “ Sssiilllly. I follow no suchh ruless. ”

 

You blinked. “Wait so.. you’re allowed to leave the daycare?” Moon only nods in return. “I see. So that’s why Freddy came to get me in the dark my first night. He was worried you’d hurt me, wasn’t he?”

 

Moon’s eyes flashed a daring bright red. “ The beaaarrr couldn’t take mee. ” It was slow, almost agonizingly. Each word left a trail of goosebumps. “ Buuut no, he seeeked you out on his ownn. ” You were finally getting some answers.

 

You played with your fingers anxiously. “How do you know?” 

 

A hum sounded from his voice box, and his faceplate spun. Like Sunny’s does, albeit at less risk of rays hitting you. “ Becaussee.. ” He huffed out. “ That firssst night, the lightss went out. You looked ssooo vulnerable. Miiine for the taaaking. You were ssso closee to my clutchesss. ” He scoffed, looking away. “ Then the beaar got in the wayyyy. ” 

 

More questions, more confusion. “Wait—You were there that night?” 

 

He nodded, crawling over you. “ Mmmm.. Stalked you. Hhhuunted you. No flasshhhliiight. Poor bear, wass very scared of me. Sawwww mee while you hugged himmmm .” His metallic finger brought up to softly boop your nose. “ He worriesss about youu .” 

 

A soft blush covered your face as you stared up at Moon, nodding with understanding. It was comforting to know Freddy cared, even enough to take his time to protect you from Moon. So, really, you just had one last question. One that you really didn’t want to ask. “If.. Freddy wasn’t there.. would you have.. y’know..” 

 

There was a good amount of silence. The question was a bit mean, but you just had to know. His voice box made robotic, static clicking sounds. “ Can’t ssaaayy. ” His answer didn’t exactly sit right with you, but it’s what you expected. Before you began to get so lost in your thoughts, he hissed. His hand grasped your wrist, gently pressing it against his faceplate. “ Ssswwweet, Starlightt. You needn’tt worry. I knoww you’re different now. ” 

 

You felt the need to cry again. Again, at a whim, people. A whim. “Now? And what if in the future, you find out I’m not? What happens then?” 

 

“ Shhh... ” He pressed your hand to his cheek, grumbling in annoyance as you pulled it away for the first time this night. “ Sss..nnn–Ssstar, nothiinggg could change my mmmind. ”

 

You stared down at his chest. “Sure.” It hurts you. You knew that it was understandable. You knew what to expect when you asked the question. That, back then, you weren’t friends. Fuck, you were hardly friends now, what with him avoiding you and everything. But still, it hurts to even hear about it. That he was mere moments away from potentially harming you, before he even really knew you.

 

His arms wrap around your waist in a quick motion, eliciting a sudden gasp from you–”Moon!” And his head laid atop yours as he pulled you into his chest. The temperature of your body began to drop as his cold metal engulfed you, a soft noise leaving you, and hitting his chest. 

 

Moon was never a man of many words. Didn’t know what to say to make you feel better. A part of him wondered if he should even be allowed to comfort you, and a squeak escapes you as he squeezes you tighter. He then decides that he has nothing much to say, except for the one thing he truly believes with all his might. “ No onnnne iss as bright as youu. ” He hisses out. “ No onnnne shines like you do. ”

 

You cling to him, almost desperate to have him back again. Before this, you and him hadn’t really ever touched much. Moon never seemed like a fan of contact, so you mainly just talked. Until the night with the candies, whiiich! You will not be thinking about when you’re currently pressed up against his chest. His large hands pressed against the dip in your back, and suddenly despite the cold, you’re heating up. 

 

Face red, your hands bundle at his chest in soft fists. After a good moment sitting here, just the two of you, holding each other, you finally look up at him with innocent eyes from the view you have at his chest. He’s staring down at you already, of course, but it still takes your breath away if only for a moment. You clear your throat, because, yeah, you’re thinking about the night with the candies. Looking away nervously, “Hey, Moon?” He doesn’t respond, but you continue anyways, “Can I ask you another thing?”

 

A few clicks, and then a nod. You take a deep breath, swallow your dignity, and then say, “I know I asked Sun about this, but, um–when I ate those.. Candies.. Did you know, um, what was happening?” It felt important to ask, mainly because not knowing the answer kept you up most nights, but it wasn’t any easier the second time around. Double the animatronics meant double the embarrassment. 

 

A snicker escapes him, and his fingertips move to your hips as he pulls you away from the tight hug, now simply sitting a few inches from his chest rather than face planted in it. His fingers drum along your plush skin, covered by your pants. “ Asssk again. More detailss. ” Whether he genuinely didn’t know what you were asking, or he was just teasing you, you sat restless at the idea of continuing more in depth. 

 

A sigh escaped you, desperate to get some answers. “When you, well, you know..” A gulp. Your mouth suddenly felt dry. “When–”

 

Moon’s finger was suddenly at your lips. You bit down on your lower lip as his other hand was now digging roughly into your flesh, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling. You were thanking God for your choice not to wear a skirt today, or else your fluids would probably be coating Moon’s legs right now. “ Sshhh.. Shushh. ” A pout forms because, well, he’s the one who asked! Little did you know, however, that Moon internally was about to explode. 

 

His sensors were going crazy at the warm spot in between your legs, and he could feel it against his metal, through the fabric of your pants. You were going to be the death of him, probably. “But–”

 

“ Yyouu neeeded my helpp. ” Moon didn’t know how to tell you that every day, he judged himself for touching you when you clearly weren’t in your right head. That every day he has to deal with the fact that without Sun here, he wouldn’t have stopped. That he’s desperate to feel you like that again, squirming underneath him. He wouldn’t tell you any of that, though. “ I helped. ”

 

You supposed that was the truth; he did help. He even put you to sleep, and everything. The whole night was vaguely blurry anyways, and you could tell Moon was uncomfortable talking about it. You smiled, giving an understanding nod. “I’m sorry for bringing it up.” Moon froze, then shifted slightly. His grip released on your waist, and you let out a grateful breath. “I promise, nothing like that will ever happen again. 

 

Moon wasn’t able to hold back to hiss sound that erupted from his voice box. Moon wasn’t sure he understood human needs, but he certainly understood his own. This growing, gnawing feeling inside of him was chewing away at all the walls he had built up. All because he wanted to do unspeakable acts to you, whether you wanted him to do them or not. You were so, so lucky that he valued you so. Moon was never good at controlling himself, but he’d put up with it if it meant you were safe.

 

“I’m so tired,” You finally say, continuing your rant. “I can’t wait to sleep through the day. The Glammrocks really put me through it tonight.” You let out a soft breath, leaning your head against him. Moon valued the motion so heavy that he moved to gently cradle your head, a hum emitting from his voicebox. He was trained to help people fall asleep. “With Alex.. and Freddy.. Ugh, God. I don’t even know.. What to do..”

 

You began to slur softly on your words, a slight crankiness to your tone as you pushed on Moon’s chest, pulling yourself away from him despite your strong urge not to. “Mmm.. none of that. I can’t fall asleep on the job,” You gently caress Moon’s cheek, tracing along the designs. His eyes bore into yours. “Maybe soon, though, I could take a little nap?”

 

Still silent, Moon leaned into your touch. It was so rare that anyone was ever so delicate towards him, but here you were. Moments after he bruised your wrist, tracing his designs like he didn’t know hundreds of ways to kill you right here, right now. Perhaps that’s why he adored you so. You frowned when he didn’t reply, only to have the look immediately be washed away at the sight of Moon with his eyes closed. 

 

You took the opportunity to gaze upon his face. The indents in it, the markings. The colors, and the gradients. Everything about it was perfect. Perfect for this sly little–and by little, you mean tall–jester. When he reopens his eyes, it’s slow. The light in them flickers for a moment, and you come into focus. Face a bright, burning red, before you avert your gaze. A light snicker at the knowledge that he caught you ogling at him. 

 

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence for a while. You were sure the time was almost up, with the way that Moon’s foot began to tap. It only took another few moments before Moon grumbled, eyes glowing. “ Time’sss uup, Ssweet Star. ” You didn’t want to believe it. You finally just got him back, and now you had to let him leave again. Sure, at least you got to see Sun, but Sun got almost all of your time here at night. 

 

Without another thought, you wrapped your arms around Moon’s torso. A soft whimper escaped you, and you held him in the tightest grip you possibly could. “Please, don’t leave again.” His entire being froze. The click of his fans, and a croak form his voice box. The slight jingle of bells, and your body went ice cold. Not another word from him. Just the security of his arms wrapped around your form, squeezing you back. His head dug into the crook of your neck, a soft sound escaping you at the sudden chill. 

 

The lights flickered on. Moon went away, and Sun returned to you once more.