Bad Ideas.

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/36106669.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: F/M
Fandom: Five Nights at Freddy's
Relationship: Moondrop/Sunnydrop (Five Nights At Freddy's)/Reader,
Sunnydrop/Moondrop (Five Nights At Freddy's)/F!Reader, Daycare
Attendant (Five Nights at Freddy's)/Reader, Daycare Attendant (Five
Nights At Freddy's/F!Reader, Moon (Five Nights at Freddy's)/Reader,
Sun (Five Nights at Freddy's) & Reader
Character: Sunnydrop (Five Nights at Freddy's), Moondrop (Five Nights at
Freddy's), Daycare Attendant (Five Nights at Freddy's), Sun (Five
Nights at Freddy's), Moon (Five Nights at Freddy's)
Additional Tags: Reader-Insert, Reader works at the daycare, Fluff, Nudity, will update
tags with each chapter, implied nsfw, Choking, Spanking, Humiliation,
Degradation, Praise Kink, Hair Pulling, mild cum play, FaceFucking,
throatfucking, Fingering, Mild Hand Kink, Definite Size Kink, Edging,
Rough Sex, Slow Burn, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Vaginal Fingering, Finger
Sucking, Slightly possessive behaviour, Overstimulation, Moon is a
sweetheart, Sun is a perv but in a cute way, if that makes sense, Porn
With Plot, Anal Fingering
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2021-12-31 Updated: 2023-02-27 Words: 49,406 Chapters:
11/?

Bad Ideas.
by witcherie

Summary

On your first night closing the daycare alone, you have an unfortunate encounter with Sun
while... less than clothed. Clearly, the confused but well-intentioned animatronic doesn't
understand privacy. Things devolve from there, since it seems the two of you can't keep
away from one another (or stop thinking about what happened...).

Notes

Hi! This is my very first fic I've ever posted/written, but I love this dorky animatronic too
much to stop myself. The first chapter is heavily based off of a dream I had, that went much
more... lewdly than it did here. Enjoy!

Just a head's up there WILL be smut incoming (hence the rating) and it is FILTHY but I
couldn't help myself lol. I'm still figuring out the overall story and how long it will be but
I'll do my best to post when I can!
The only warning I have for this chapter is: mild nudity, nsfw implications
 "The Incident"

…What a mess.

You looked down at your now ruined work uniform and grimaced. Turns out, children + an
exorbitant amount of cake and fizzy faz + high energy activities can end… quite badly. The poor
boy whose birthday party you were supervising now sat in front of you, sick to his stomach, and
despite your disgust at the frosting-coloured mess coating your shirt you prioritized grabbing him a
big glass of water and a bowl, to be safe. As he drank you radioed your coworkers in the daycare
about your situation and also called for a S.T.A.F.F. bot to come clean the mess. Luckily, one of
your coworkers was able to take over for you while you cleaned yourself up a bit. You kept your
distance from them when they arrived (the smell was just terrible) and explained the situation and
the names of the children present, all of whom were currently chasing each other around with toy
fazerblasters despite their sick friend still sitting on the sidelines. It was the last party of the night
with only a half hour to go, so you trusted that everything would end smoothly.

Stepping outside the party room, you checked that no one was around to see you in such an awful
state before starting to walk towards the stairs. Below you, you could hear the faint sounds of a few
kids cheering, and looking into the play area of the daycare you saw the Sun animatronic gleefully
putting on a puppet show about Freddy and the gang. There was only a few kids there, less than ten
- the last few waiting to be picked up before the daycare closed for the night. You sighed a little,
remembering that you still had a while left in your shift, because tonight was your turn to close up
the play area, something you’d only done once while still training for the job.

It shouldn’t be too hard, you mentally reassured yourself, just clean up a little and get things ready
for tomorrow.

You entered the staff locker room from outside the play area- not wanting to interrupt Sun’s show-
and promptly grabbed your clothes from your locker. Good thing you were closing, because you
didn’t exactly have an extra uniform to change into - for all their money, Fazbear Entertainment
couldn’t bear to give you an extra shirt or two. No one would see you in the daycare out-of-
uniform, though, so you were hoping it would be fine. All you had was a light, comfortable black
dress to change into, one that looked a little more like a bathing suit cover-up than a regular
garment. It was better than nothing.

Luckily, whoever built the pizzaplex knew what they were doing and just how messy kids were, so
they kindly included a small shower area in the staff locker/changing room. You would do
anything to get the residual smell off of you, so you gladly took advantage of them. Once you
finished up, it was just nearing closing time - the last kids should be getting picked up for the
evening just about now. The other daycare workers were getting ready to leave, changing back into
normal, non-neon clothing, while you were stuck waiting behind to start closing. Unfortunately,
you had forgotten to bring your undergarments to the shower, and were now awkwardly waiting
for the other staff to clear out before changing into them. You would rather not parade your bra and
panties across the whole area just to get to the changing rooms. When the coast seemed clear, you
quickly peeked your head outside the metal door that lead into the play area to make sure
everything was ready for when you came back out.

You certainly weren’t expecting company.

heLLO friend! Are you lost?! That area is for daycare staff only, I’m afraid!
Seemingly out of nowhere, the Sun animatronic skipped - yes, fucking skipped towards you,
standing in the doorway. You were caught off guard, to say the least, and felt paralyzed for a
second until he reached out to try to pull you into the daycare itself. You barely dodged him,
frantically holding up your staff security pass, unable to even form a coherent sentence in your
daze.

“I… Sorry, my uniform got, um, damaged, a-and..”

You weren’t used to addressing him directly - even when you were training, the animatronic was
usually very busy dealing with children or simply M.I.A.. He certainly hadn’t been there when you
were trained to close the daycare, either. You couldn’t help but feel a little intimidated now, being
spoken to directly by the bubbly, energetic Sun, especially with how he seemed to tower over you.
Why was he so tall? After bending down with his hands on his knees to inspect your badge, he
seemed satisfied and backed up just a little bit.

It’s daycare rules that all employees MUST be in uniform at all times! But, well, I suppose none of
the kids are around anymore so… it’s okay just this one time! Just-just don’t do it again!

Right. You remembered he was quite the stickler for rules. All you could do was nod
enthusiastically, to hopefully get him to change the subject, or move on, or… something. You still
needed to get changed.

Well, what can I do for you, daycare friend?! Oooh, are we having a slumber party? I know plenty
of games! I could tell you stories, we could draw fun pictures, and stay up ALL NIGHT! What do
you say? Huh? HUH?

Even from this distance, it felt like he was proper buzzing with pure energy. Like, he couldn’t even
stand still. He swayed from side to side in front of you, anticipating your response. You could
barely say no to the poor animatronic.

“Oh, um… Well all of that sounds like lots of fun, but I’m actually here to close the daycare for the
night! Is… uh… is that okay?” You fiddled with your hair a little, trying not to look directly at the
animatronic towering over you. He deflated a little, if only for an instant, before perking right back
up… No wonder he was good with kids- quick recovery time.

Well that could be a fun game, too! We could see who can clean up the fastest, or who organizes
everything the best, we could plan the activities for tomorrow, oh that would be so much FUN!
Aren’t you just full of good ideas! Well, come on! You’d better hurry up and start, or I’m gonna
beat ya!

That was new. You didn’t expect him to want to help you. Not that it wasn’t appreciated.
Regardless, you fidgeted slightly in the doorway, unsure how to get away from the literal living
sunshine in front of you.

“For sure! I’ll be right out, I, uh, I just need one moment, to get dressed! Then we can… play.”
Get dressed?! You’re ALREADY dressed, silly! I said I wouldn’t tattle on you for not wearing
your uniform, it’s okay, just this once, just this once! Let’s play!

“Ah… No… Sorry, that’s not what I meant, I meant, uh…” You felt your cheeks burn up,
suddenly feeling so exposed as the animatronic tilted his head at you, anticipating your response.
Without anything on under your dress, you suddenly had a mind to cover your chest, as the fabric
clung to it in a fairly obvious manner. Not that the daycare animatronic would notice, it was just
instinct.

“I need to put something on under this. So I can clean. It’s just a little cold… I’ll just be a second!”

You were going to run off, but were stopped when the animatronic closed the distance between you
and gently placed a hand on your shoulder. It was… soft, and massive. The first part made sense
since he was meant to interact with children, but why did his hands have to be that big? Instead of
resting on your shoulder, it was more like it encompassed it- his fingers trailed slightly down your
back and his thumb came to rest gently under your chin, tilting your head up. You swallowed,
nervous all of a sudden. Clearly he wasn’t used to personal space, but then again kids weren’t
either… Then, he pressed a his palm to your forehead and paused for a moment. It was the most
still you'd seen him be.

Hmm.. Your body temperature seems to be normal, reading about 98 degrees Fahrenheit… If
anything, you’re a little warm, friend! The daycare is supposed to be perfectly temperature
controlled for humans, but if you find it cold I can adjust it for you, don’t want you to catch a cold,
or freeze, or anything~!

His hand dropped from your forehead but the one on your shoulder remained, the silicone of his
“skin” grazing over your own. The top of your dress had thick straps but did not cover your arms at
all, and the direct contact with a being you found otherwise mildly intimidating made goosebumps
start to form across your skin. You felt your nipples harden, only slightly, and crossed your arms
more firmly to conceal it. Looking up, you guessed he was staring at you, reading all of your
responses very carefully. It was what he was programmed to do, after all, in order to keep kids
happy. Averting your eyes, you couldn’t think of any more excuses.

“I’m sorry, that’s… that’s not quite what I meant. I meant that I need to put something on under my
dress. I’m not fully, well, dressed.”

What?! Why ever would you need to put clothes on underneath your clothes? Now that’s just silly ,
friend! If you don’t want to play clean up, just say so! You can tell me! We can play something
else, I know SO many games, so many fun wonderful games!

“Oh, no! I want to, uh, “play” clean up, I just… If I don’t put something on underneath my clothes,
I feel exposed and… uncomfortable?” How do you explain underwear to an animatronic?

Well we can’t have that! No, definitely not! Want you to be happy and have fun! Go on, then! But
hurry up!
You nodded, relieved, and walked over to your locker to grab your undergarments. They were
nothing fancy, just comfy black cotton panties, but your bra was at least a little pretty. It was also
black, and unlined. The material was mesh, leaving nothing to the imagination, and you thought it
looked lovely on you. Quickly, you pulled your underwear on, and as you went to pull your dress
off so you could get your bra on you stopped. You heard… humming? And the light jingling of
bells behind you.

You whipped around to find Sun, still standing exactly where he had been, right in the doorway,
swaying again, staring at you. Once more you felt completely exposed, embarrassed. He had just
seen your underwear, for god’s sake! You couldn’t help it, your face turned bright red as he started
babbling again.

Oh friend, are you done already! I- Oh wow! You can change colour?! I didn’t know- well, I know
the kids can, they do, all the time, especially when they cry , but adults too?! That’s wonderful~!
Can you change other colours too?! Hmmmm?

You were instinctively covering yourself again. What could you even say? He didn’t mention it,
but you know he had seen everything. Can he even process nudity? Surely not, right?

“Sorry, Sun, I just need a moment in, um, private. I’m almost done! Do you want to get started and
I’ll join you, maybe…?”

Nuh-uh! Then I’d have a head start and thats not fair~ Have to play fair! I’ll wait! I’m very
patient, yes, very patient!

He seemed to be getting more animated… agitated? Normally when this happened with kids, it was
because they didn’t understand something. And when you saw that he was not at all going to leave
or give you any privacy, you tried to be bold and be a little more honest to maybe help him get the
situation. You just talked to him the same way you had to when explaining far more appropriate
concepts to kids.

“Sun, friend, it’s just that what I’m doing is very private, and well, I need to take my dress off for
a moment, and usually that’s not something that friends should see, right? Usually for humans, the
things I’m putting on right now should only be seen by someone who loves you very much. I didn’t
mean for you to see me put the first thing on and…” He cut you off immediately, almost shrieking.

Oh! I’m- I’m sorry! I didn’t realize, didn’t know!!! Sorrysorrysorrysorryimsorry…

His hands flew to his face and he crouched slightly, hiding his eyes. You felt bad, clearly he just
didn’t understand, and you knew he had no bad intentions.

“It’s… Okay, Sun. You didn’t know! I’m just gonna go over there, I’ll be right back, okay?”

He didn’t respond, still muttering countless sorry’s as you quietly slid behind a stack of lockers,
just outside of his view. You took a quick breath, just to process what the hell just happened,
before pulling your dress off, before realizing… shit. You didn’t have your bra.

Friend, wait! You forgot this, do you need- OH!

He turned the corner, your black mesh bra hanging by a strap off of his absurdly long index finger,
held out towards you. But when he saw you, he froze. Instantly you scrambled to cover your chest,
not willing to bend over and grab your dress off the floor. It was hard to find a good way to cover
everything all at once, so you just covered the first thing you could think of.

Sun stood before you, statuesque except for the slightest sway he couldn’t seem to shake, and he
seemed to be… whirring? He sounded like an overheating laptop and for a moment you were
scared you had broken him. He was (nearly) frozen, but you could tell he was looking at you and
you had no idea what to do. It was only a few moments, though, before he returned to his usual
boisterous self.

I’M SO SORRY. Please , forgive me! Ididn’tmeantoseeIjustwantedtohelp…

SORRYSORRYSORRY …

And off he went again, but you were speechless. What the hell were you supposed to do? The
fucking daycare attendant is looking at your (almost) naked body! Silently, you thanked whatever
deity could be listening for the fact that you did, at least, have underwear on. But the fact is, you
hated being naked around others, even past romantic partners. Confidence was never really your
strong suit. But this? This was a whole new ballpark. This was an animatronic with surprisingly
human-like AI programming. This felt dirty, for so many reasons, and the taboo of the situation
fuelled a sickening and all-too-familiar heat in your lower abdomen. Instinctively you pressed your
thighs together and desperately tried to make yourself smaller, to pretend that this wasn’t
happening and that you weren’t turned on. You hoped that this what at least a response he couldn’t
analyse. Unfortunately, though, it seemed that he was stuck in his apologetic loop and you knew
that you did, in fact, have to do something.

Gingerly, you took your bra from him. With both hands now free, he covered his eyes again, but
was still frantically apologizing. You prayed that he wasn’t paying attention and turned away from
him to try to get your bra on. In your flustered state, you couldn’t get the clasp on right-not that it
was easy to do up in the first place- and struggled for a few seconds before admitting defeat. Fuck
it, you thought, he’s already seen most of me, it doesn’t matter.

“Sun…?” You spoke, softly, looking at him over your shoulder. Your voice trembled a little in
your effort to sound as neutral as possible, to not sound turned on even a little bit. He responded
instantly.

yee EEES ? W-what can I do for you, new friend?!

You noticed his voice sounded a little more frantic again. Huh. As much as you could, you held up
the back ends of your bra, trying to get his attention.

“Could you, um, help me? I can’t close this… On the last loop, please, if you could?”

You felt only slightly humiliated. Asking an animatronic to dress you, almost fully naked?
Definitely a humbling experience. Luckily (or rather unluckily) your arousal did, in part, distract
you from your shame. You knew you’d feel that later, though.

OF COURSE FRIEND! Happy to help, made to help! Stand still, now~!

You felt him come close, and he took the clasps from your struggling hands. You tried not to think
about the warmth he seemed to emanate behind you and how it made zero sense… Luckily he had
your bra done up in a (surprisingly) swift manner. His fingers were certainly… dextrous. You tried
not to think about it too much.

“Th-thank you, Sun.” What else could you even say? You grabbed your dress off the floor and
threw it on quickly, without turning around… You refused to let him see any more than he already
had, for your own sanity.

“I… I think I’m ready to play now! Shall we start cleaning… friend?” He perked up at that,
hopping from foot to foot in a cartoonish manner.

Yesyesyes! Play time, let’s have FUN! Let’s go, let’s go!

He rushed out of the locker room and you followed suit, anxiously checking the time on one of the
cloud-shaped wall clocks. Almost 15 minutes had passed, leaving you just under a half hour to
finish everything. Shit. You still had all of the cleaning ahead of you, but luckily it was Sun’s
favourite thing to do. You barely made it out on time, but you enjoyed his help when sorting the
toys and craft supplies into coloured storage bins, their contents listed in large crayon writing on
the side - Sun’s doing, no doubt. Carefully, you two laid out everything needed for tomorrow’s
crafts and activities. For the most part, you didn’t talk, but he definitely did- ranting about anything
and everything, especially what he was doing and his excitement for tomorrow’s crafts. It was nice,
and it distracted you from everything that had just happened. It felt… Almost normal. For you, at
least.

For Sun, he just couldn’t seem to stop his vision from trailing to the black mesh sticking out on the
sides of your tank top dress. He also couldn’t stop staring in general - at your legs, your hair… at
your chest when you bent over to pick something up…

He didn’t know why, but he kept thinking about you in the locker room, looking up at him
shocked, bright red, looking sopretty. He didn’t want you to leave, and even when you finally did
he kept playing the moment over and over in his head. While you laid in bed, trying so hard to not
think about what had happened (and more importantly what it said about your psyche), Sun was
sitting at the top of one of the play structures, kicking his legs off the side, humming, thinking
about you. Your skin had felt so soft where he had touched you, and he was so curious if it was soft
like that all over. He really wanted to know. Never had he seen anyone like that before, and
needless to say he was fascinated.
 Run, Run, Run
Chapter Summary

Your first encounter with Sun definitely left your brain scrambled. You're doing (kind
of) well not dwelling on it, until it's your turn to work directly in the daycare... With
Sun. You end up having to close for the evening, and a sudden power outage leads
you to have a very unprecedented encounter with Moon, who doesn't seem quite sure
how to appropriately play with adults...

Chapter Notes

Thank you for the kind response to the first chapter! This one has (hopefully) an equal
measure of fluff and slightly nsfw implications.

Warnings: choking, mild degradation/humiliation, spanking

See the end of the chapter for more notes

It had been a few days since what you were now calling “the incident”. Luckily for you, things had
been too busy in the daycare to overthink. You had been working away from the play area, which
helped keep your mind at least somewhat clear. Your days mostly consisted of birthday parties,
managing drop-offs/pick-ups, things like that. It gave you a nice little chance to try and forget what
had happened. But that peace would end today. Upon arriving, you were given the great news that
it was your turn to work as a daycare assistant. In the play area. With Sun.

Nervous was an understatement. Even now, when you were getting dressed in the locker room, you
couldn’t stop thinking. Specifically, you kept imagining the moment in which he stood still,
whirring, staring at your almost naked form, like he was taking you in. The lack of security
cameras in the room luckily absolved you of any and all corporate guilt, but the emotional and,
well… sexual guilt was very prevalent. You tried not to focus on it as you mentally prepared
yourself for the day.

You worked in teams of three in the play area on busy days, each looking out for a designated
group of children. It really was just a way to make sure Sun didn’t have his hands full- as much as
he was made to deal with children, no one, mechanical or not, could handle too many at once. Plus,
if he had to charge during the day, or needed maintenance, the three of you were there to run the
show. Otherwise, everything was mostly left to him, and you three just supervised, helping with
some activities here and there.

You all walked in together and got right to work unpacking the necessary things for the day. There
was some casual chit chat between you, nothing notable, just pleasantries. Somewhere along the
line, Sun jumped off his balcony to greet you all, having “woken up” for the day. He jumped out of
the ball pit with absolute reverie, one hand suspended above him in the most frantic wave you’d
ever seen.
goooooooooooOOD MORNING, FRIENDS! Will you three be my little helpers today? Well that’s
just delightful ! How- Oh!! It’s you- hi friend!!

Your coworkers shot you a confused look as Sun pointed you out specifically, skipping right up to
you with absolute glee. He grabbed onto your shoulders (his hands almost smothering you…) and
shook you ever so gently as he went on. He couldn’t help it. He’d wanted to touch you for days,
and here you were!

I haven’t seen you in soooooo long! Where have you been ? No matter, we’re going to have lots of
fun today, yesyes!

Had he… Missed you? No matter. You knew your coworkers were staring, so you just tried to play
into it, to laugh it off, anything to make the moment less weird.

“Heh, yeah, it’s been a while, huh? I just haven’t been working down here lately, that’s all. But my
friends and I are here to help you today!”

You beamed up at him, really trying to ham it up like you do for the kids. It seemed to work- he
seemed as pleased as an animatronic with no facial movement could be, and luckily your
coworkers seemed to lose interest after that. Yup, everything is normal.

The day went on pretty unremarkably. Sun was very busy with the kids and for the most part you
just helped at the art tables, getting the kids any supplies they needed and trying to keep the area a
little tidy. The only notable thing was one kid who was being particularly rowdy with the others,
and everyone seemed to be struggling with trying to get him to behave and have fun. He really
seemed to hate losing, you noticed, and would throw fits anytime someone did better at games than
he did. Sun tried putting him in time-out- a few times actually- but every time he would just come
back and be angry. It wasn’t too bad, until he was at your art table.

“What’cha working on?” You tried to be nice to him, conversational, if only to distract him from
his little tirade.

“None of your business.” Nothing was as annoying and as hilarious as a sassy kid. You should
know, you were one, always sassing everyone. Oh how the tables have turned.

“Hey, fair enough, even though I can just- y’know- look. You got Chica’s colours just right in your
drawing, by the way! Is she your favourite?” His little eyebrows scrunched together and he looked
as annoyed as a small child could. It was almost endearing. Almost.

“That’s not fair! I told you not to look!” Instantly, a bottle of glitter glue whizzed right by your
head. Oh hell no. Mom time.

Very gently, but firmly, you held his wrist and sat in the chair next to him. He squirmed and tried
to smack you with his other hand, which you also gently grabbed.

“Hey. Hey. I’m not making fun of you. I wanted to tell you you did good, okay? I’m sorry. You
know you don’t need to throw things. We don’t wanna have to call your parents about this, they
would be upset, and I believe that you can do better. You get one more strike, but then we may
have to send you home, understand?” He looked away from you, and you held firm, staring back at
him with a neutral expression. You let go of his arms, and just waited, asking one more time before
he finally said yes- albeit weakly.

“Good. Thank you. If you need anything or get really angry and don’t know what to do you can
come find me, okay? Feelings are hard, I get it.” He still wasn’t looking at you, which was normal
for kids getting a talking to. You turned to get up before feeling a huge YANK on your ponytail,
forcibly pulling your head back. You cried out, unable to help it. He definitely ripped a few hairs
out. You tried to pry his little hands from you to no avail. Hardly a second later, though, the pulling
stopped and instead you heard a child wailing.

Turning around, you saw that Sun had picked the little troublemaker up under the arms, holding
him like a cat. His voice was shrill with automated frustration- definitely not anger, but certainly a
little annoyance.

RULE BREAKER! RULE BREAKER! You DO NOT under any circumstances hurt my friends!! It
is prohibited. Naughty little boy! Must learn your lesson, but punishment doesn’t work! Hasn’t
worked! You…You are banned from the daycare, never-ever-ever- EVER to return!
yourparentswillpickyouupshortly.

The kid started to cry at his near-yelling, and before you could intervene one of your coworkers
gently lifted him out of Sun’s hands and leading him off to a quiet corner where he could calm
down. The other kids at your table looked scared, understandably, and most snuck off to go do
another activity, far away from Sun. The animatronic approached you, then and you had no idea
what to do. You froze, still holding the back of your head where the kid had grabbed you. You felt
that familiar sense of mild intimidation in his presence, and were trying so hard not to blush as he
loomed over you. Without a word, he spun you around to look for any damage, a few soft fingers
grazing your skull in the process.

naughtynaughtynaughtyboydoesntlisten wont listen…

He was muttering to himself, as usual, but now his voice was much, much deeper. You’d never
seen him act like this- he didn’t hurt the kid, but he almost raised his voice, and now seemed
genuinely frustrated. You were starting to understand the reviews you’d seen about the “scary”
daycare attendant. And now, said “scary” person was right behind you, emanating that ever
familiar warmth. Oh the duality of… animatronic.

His fingers gently coaxed your hair out of your ponytail, and it fell down your shoulders and back.
Confused, you tried to turn your head to look at him.

“Sun…?”

Without ceasing his mumbling, he wrapped his fingers around your skull and forced you to look
forward again. Hot. And then he was… playing with your hair? Once more those dextrous
fingertips were put to work, separating your hair into sections and braiding so gently, never once
tugging. It felt so soothing, despite his constant ranting. Then he twisted it, securing his work with
your hair tie into a comfortable bun composed of braids. Intricate, and definitely something you
couldn’t do yourself. You were impressed. Somewhere along the line he had also stopped
grumbling and instead started humming the song that usually played over the daycare speaker
system.

THERE you go! Much safer! This way it won’t get caught on anything , it will stay out of your
face, no one can hurt you, perfect perfect perfect!

He spun you around so you were facing him, and seemed to be analyzing your facial reaction to see
what you thought about it. He had spoken so fast you barely heard a word he’d said.

“I… Thank you, Sun, that was really kind…” His hands moved up to your face.

Looks soooo good on you! Sopretty!

He was tucking stray hairs away. There was that stupid blush, again. Did he just call you pretty?
There was that warm feeling… The pads of his thumbs very briefly brushed over your cheeks
before he skipped off, attending to something else, like nothing just happened. All the kids were
staring at you, and the coworker not consoling the crying child hung up the phone with the kid's
parents before running over to you.

“(Y/N)! Are you… okay? The hell was that?” He was whispering, almost… fearfully? Nervously?

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine, I don’t know what happened, the kid just grabbed me and then Sun was
there- you know how he is about rules, and this kid has been breaking them all day, I guess even
robots get frustrated…” You tried to play it off but he didn’t seem convinced, concern clear in his
expression.

“Should I… call maintenance? Do you think something’s wrong with his personality chip? Might
be good if he left for a while, too…” He had a point, all the other kids did seem kind of shaken up,
and definitely didn’t want to be near Sun right now. But you felt guilty, sending him off to
maintenance. Why?

“I don’t know… I’ve only been here a month, and I honestly never work closely with him, does
this happen a lot?” He just shrugged, clearly dumbfounded. In the end, he did end up calling
maintenance to come pick the animatronic up for a check up, just to make sure everything was
working okay. With the Sun gone, and the problem child picked up and very clearly banned from
the daycare, the rest of the day went by much smoother. The kids seemed to relax a little, too.

As a fun little distraction (and a way to avoid parent complaints about… earlier) you took the kids
up to the arcade to let out a little steam and play a few games. You were a little worried, however,
that Sun would return to the daycare to find it empty. That would upset him for sure, so right
before everyone left you scribbled a little note and taped it to the front of the security desk. The
front read SUN! in bright orange crayon (all you could find at the time), and it read:

Hey you! We went to the arcade for the afternoon, but we’ll be back! See you soon!

P.S. Hope you’re feeling better! :)

-Y/N.
It was the least you could do. These kids and this job meant a lot to Sun, and you didn’t want him
to feel like he did something wrong or was in trouble when returned to an empty daycare.

But alas, when you returned he was still nowhere to be found. You quickly made sure you grabbed
the note before the others saw, stuffing it into your back pocket. A couple of kids actually asked
where Sun was, which you found really sweet, so you tried to explain that he had to go to “the
doctor” and that he’ll be back soon. They seemed to accept that. Everything started to wind down
from then on, and one by one the kids were escorted to the reception area and picked up by their
parents. They were given free time the closer it got to closing time so you and your coworkers
could busy yourself with admin stuff and clean up. You were tasked with the fun computer work-
logging schedules, incident reports, guest lists, stuff like that.

It was about twenty minutes to close when one of your coworkers comes up to you, clutching their
phone, tears streaming down their cheeks.

“Oh my god, you okay?” And they just broke down, saying something about their relative and the
hospital, you could barely understand through the sobs. What you did understand, though, was that
they could not close up the daycare, not in this shape.

“Hey, don’t worry about tonight, you just go do whatever you need to do, okay? I got this.” They
nod, try desperately to express their gratitude, and you hug them tightly before sending them off
for the night.

It’s only after you agree that you remember how your last close went. It was a fluke, you thought,
and Sun isn’t even here now. It’s okay.

Closing definitely wasn’t easy. Since you were gone most of the day and Sun wasn’t there, there
were far more messes to clean up than usual. And without Sun’s help, well… you were definitely
getting out late.
It was getting close to 10PM when the lights flickered out- this was normal procedure past the
mall’s closing time, but what wasn’t normal were the daycare lights being shut off too. You were
told that they usually were kept on overnight as a "precaution"- against what, you had no idea.
Now that was a problem. Sun would be very upset- keeping the lights on was the only rule he
made every kid swear by before entering the daycare. Now you would have to stay even later to
turn on all the generators that were conveniently located in the play structures. It was a dumb (and
dangerous) system but hey, you didn’t question it.

The first couple on the ground floor were easy to find, but the ones higher up in the structures?
Impossible. You’d never been inside of them, and now you swear you had passed by that same
slide five times and you were getting tired from all the crawling… The darkness definitely didn’t
help.

But then, you heard it. Giggling. Deep, low, guttural giggling. You shone your flashlight down
towards the sound and swore you heard a small hiss.

“Hello? Who’s there…?”

You called out, sitting still for a few moments, listening. The dark was already scary enough but
this was just too creepy- it was difficult to keep your heart rate from skyrocketing. Then, a large
hand grabbed your ankle, and you screamed, or tried to… before the sound could escape, you were
pulled into one of the structure's small tunnels and an oh-so familiar soft palm was pressed firmly
against your mouth.

SHHHhhhh… Up so late, should be sleeping, peaceful, but noo… you’re playing… very, VERY
naughty …

You didn’t like the way that word made you feel, made you squirm. And that voice… Gravelly,
deep, slow… Warmth flooded your whole body, but you couldn’t see a thing - you had dropped the
flashlight behind you when you were grabbed. You could feel a presence above you, hovering. All
you could make out was a pair of bright red eyes boring down on you. Definitely not Sun.

You tried to speak but forgot you were still being silenced, so all that came out were pathetic
muffled sounds. And there it was again, that deep laugh coming from somewhere above you. The
hand on your mouth moved, then, and huge fingers snaked around your neck, squeezing. It was
nowhere near hard enough to make you lose consciousness, but enough to make you choke on your
breath.

HE gets to play all the time, but never, ever me… not fair … it’s MY turn.

Instinctively, you struggled, flailing your legs around desperately. The hand still holding your
ankle down tightened around it painfully, the grip definitely enough to leave a small mark. Your
other leg found purchase though, hitting something thin and solid, and despite the weak amount of
force behind it you heard another hiss before the hands were pulled off of you. You took this
opportunity to bolt, propelling yourself out of the small tube in an almost comical way, grabbing
your flashlight on the way out. You had to go- now.

Naughty NAUGHTY girl, little ̅ ̴ ͈ ͐ ̵͇ ̌ ̷ ͔̈́ ̸̡ ̷ ̲ , how dare you … MUST be punished…

Another shiver, straight down the spine. Did he just swear? Very garbled, yes, but you still
understood the connotation. Fuck.

You just ran, still lost out of your mind. All around you, somehow everywhere at once, you heard
that same giggle, now more malicious, more like a growl. It almost surrounded you as you
frantically rounded the padded corners of the structure.

Once you finally reached the ground, you were stopped dead in your tracks. Those same red eyes,
standing, waiting… Directly blocking your path to the exit. You shone your flashlight right at it.
Another hiss, louder now, and your flashlight was knocked from your hand. Again, fuck. But in
that brief moment of light, you had glimpsed your pursuer, recognizing him from the statues in the
daycare lobby.

“Moon…? Is.. that you? I-I don’t think we’ve met, well, not properly, I’m-” A single finger
shushed your lips. Again. Damn, he really didn’t enjoy conversation, did he?

İ̵ ͖ ̊ k̸ ̱ ͝ ̷ ̭n̵͑o̵͓ ͘ ̞w̷͝ ̯ w̴

̵̒ ͕ h̷
̜͊ ̈ ̙o̸ ̧ y̸̶̕ ̳ o̖ ͛ ̝u̴
̵ ̐ ̝ a̶̴ ̽ ̯ ̢ r̵̘̂e̶.̜͌
“O-Oh.” Was all you could stutter out against his digit before he removed it. So clearly, he and Sun
had SOME form of shared memory, or Moon accessed the employee database. Either way,
interesting, but not enough to dissipate your fear (or mild arousal). He was standing so close, and
unlike his counterpart, could actually stand still. Somehow, that was so much more disconcerting.
He just stared, red lights boring down into you into total silence, revelling in your obvious
discomfort. You couldn’t take it, had to say something.

“Can… Can I leave, please? I’m so, so sorry I kicked you, I didn’t know it was you, you just really
scared me…”

Naughty girls don’t get to leave. Naughty girls get p u n i s h e d .

Arousal, annoyance, fear- you were really feeling a cocktail of emotions right about now. Not
really the best combination, and clearly it showed when you just couldn’t bite your tongue
anymore.

“Well if you’re going to… punish… me, just get it over with already!”

BIG mistake. His hands were on you in seconds, grabbing the back of your neck and pushing you
to the ground. You realized, much to your absolute horror, that he was bending you over his knee.
Everything about this was wrong, perverted, and terrifying. So many conflicting alarms were going
off in your head. Shouldn’t he know not to “punish” the daycare workers?

“S-Stop! What the fuck are you doing, this isn’t-” Surprise, surprise, your words were once more
silenced by his massive palm. That was this guy’s signature move or something.

Tsk . My, my, what a filthy mouth you have, should force you to wash it with soap, yes, yes …

You really wished he would stop talking like that. He couldn’t even understand the effect he was
having on you... He was patient, too, like actually patient, not in the way Sun is. He sat still,
holding you there, firmly correcting you every time you would thrash around or try to talk. He was
waiting for you to be ready for him- for punishment. The most he moved was to release your
mouth to hold your hands behind your back, now using his elbow now to push your face into his
cloth-covered thigh. He didn’t even laugh, just waited, holding you in that humiliating position. All
you could do was keep struggling, desperate to wiggle out of his firm grasp.

When you finally started to tucker yourself out, you felt something large rest on your ass - not
cupping, just... resting there. You yelped into his leg, biting back tears, anticipating impact any
second. That’s when he stopped entirely. He pulled something out of your pocket. The note for
Sun.

He had let you go to hold the flimsy paper in both hands, almost delicately. Boldly, you sat up, and
backed away from the animatronic. Surprisingly, he did nothing, just stare at the words on the
page, his head rotating back and forth, almost like he was really thinking about them. Would’ve
been cute, if he hadn’t just been holding you down in the most whorish humiliating way possible.

Go.
A soft growl, you almost missed it. But you didn’t think twice, you booked it, only looking back
when you reached the door to the staff locker room. He was still seated, eyes now focused on you,
you’d guess (it was super dark). If he could see, though, you flashed him a cheeky smile and a
wave, suddenly feeling bold. You also hoped that maybe it would give you a few brownie points
should you ever see him again… Anything to avoid a repeat of what just happened.

“Nice to meet you!”

You ran in the door before finishing the sentence. You swore you could hear one last giggle before
it shut, and you locked it with trembling hands. Once inside, you slumped against the door, legs
suddenly feeling like jelly. You did not have the brain power to process all of what just happened.
Once more, another case of this animatronic doing what he was programmed to do while also
causing ridiculously inappropriate reactions. Not that he knew he was doing it, you thought. Were
you the problem? No, Moon shouldn’t try to “punish” adults. Maybe it was just a problem in his
programming? But how exactly do you even bring that up with maintenance staff without
explanation? “Yeah, the Moon robot caught me in the daycare at night, choked me, swore at me,
bent me over and almost spanked me.” Probably wouldn’t sound great on your end, either. No, you
just had to go home for now. By the time you left the locker room the lights were back on, thank
god. Nothing could be heard in the daycare, but you also didn’t stick around to listen, either,
booking it up the stairs and straight for the doors.

Meanwhile, in Sun/Moon’s room, it was anything but quiet. Sun was back out again, and what had
started out as terrified sobs had quickly turned into yelling. Despite his usual gentle manner, he
couldn’t help but take his anger out on the objects that were previously neatly organized all around
their room. Complex, darker emotions put his programming under a lot of stress, so now random
broken bits of shelves and furniture littered the floor, with him standing in the middle.

What did you do?! WHAT DID YOU DO! How could you, you, you monster ! You HUrt her!
Grabbed her! What were you THINKING ! Oh no, oh nononononononooooo…
gonnabeinsomuchtrouble…

I played. Same as you. She broke the rules.

You did NOT play! You GRABBED her, called her names... she RAN FROM YOU!

I did nothing you didn’t want to do.

No! NO nono nononononoNO! I do not, did not!! I... She’s just… sosososososooooooo NICE and
pretty sopretty and soft … A-and-

I’ve heard your thoughts, Sun. Careful, or I’ll g̶e̵͔ t̶͆ ̬ ͈ ̉ her first… Now, let me s l e e p . . .
 Sun let out a dejected sigh (more like a shriek) and crumpled into the mess around him. He wanted
to clean, but he wanted to cry more, not that he truly could. Instead, he sat there nearly all night, his
head in his knees, gripping the note you’d left for him.

He tried not to think such… impure thoughts about you, but couldn’t help but be fascinated. After
seeing you in your unclothed state, Moon (not him, Moon) got very… well, curious, and went
snooping around on the company computers in the basement, trying to understand what they'd seen
and felt. Turns out, almost every avenue of research leads to some… unsavoury places, and, well…
They both saw some things, until Sun begged him to stop looking. But now he couldn’t stop
thinking.

Every time he wanted to imagine spending time with you, he got so caught up on the image of you
unclothed, fixated on the parts he hadn’t seen. He was curious, hungry, but for now he was mostly
upset. He would have to apologize to you tomorrow, if you even came to see him.

Chapter End Notes

The internet is a dangerous place for this poor animatronic lol I just thought that would
be a really funny mental image- Moon on the Internet and Sun shrieking at him to
stop. Thanks for reading!

Just a heads up: next chapter will be pretty much pure smut... I just had to get it out of
my system.
 Sweet Dreams
Chapter Summary

As it turns out, your previous encounters with everyone's favourite daycare attendant
seems to have seeped into more than just your conscious mind...

Chapter Notes

SMUT INCOMING this chapter is FILTHY and has not much plot but I couldn't help
myself. This is just closer to how chapter 1 went in MY dream...

Warnings: Praise kink, degradation/humiliation, mild cum play, loads of dirty talk,
teasing, edging, face-fucking, throat-fucking, hair pulling...

See the end of the chapter for more notes

You were back in the locker room, somehow, in the same state as before. It was seconds before
Sun rounded the corner. Your dress fell to the ground and you turned, met by Sun once more
standing before your bare form, pausing, staring. But this time, you didn’t cover yourself- you
stood your ground and stared back as his eyes roamed your body (or you assumed they did- they
didn’t really move). He dropped his hands to his sides, your bra falling with them from his fingers,
discarded.

Pretty, pretty… So lovelyyy … Look so soft…

He took a step forward, and you instinctively stepped back, not expecting his reaction in the
slightest. He was speaking the way he did before, when he was adjusting your hair- slightly slower
than usual, calmer, and deeper in pitch. You shuddered but didn’t protest when a single, long digit
grazed from your navel up to your sternum, barely a whisper of a touch. He paused, then, as if
asking for permission, and on instinct you leaned into the touch, making more of his fingers bump
into you clumsily. Four of his fingertips grazed up to your collarbone, then down… Until his
thumb brushed your quickly hardening nipple. You gasped, gently, back straightening. He was
whispering things that sounded obscene about how soft and warm you were, and the praise made
your body positively burn with desire.

So good for me, my very goodgoodgood girl, all mine …

He was drawing lazy circles around your nipple that made your knees weak, and his other hand
snaked around your waist to hold you up. You tried not to think about how his whole hand could
almost wrap around you, let alone what those fingers could do… Then, the hand supporting you
drifted down to grope your ass- hard- your breathing hitched and you leaned forward, resting your
forehead on his chest. Lucky for you he wasn’t standing at his full height since he had to bend
down to hold onto you, or else your face would’ve smacked right into his abdomen, far too close
to…

As pathetic as it was, you were already trembling despite how little the animatronic had actually
done to you. His hands were wandering now, reaching down to cup your ass, then trail up your
spine, your neck, one running through your hair… He was all over you.

“Sun…”

Yes, starlight?

Ah, shit. A pet name. You were helpless to stop the warmth that blossomed in your chest.

“Can… Can I… touch… you?”

You felt awkward asking, despite the fact that his hands were all over you, grazing, groping,
rubbing…

Please~

You lifted your head up to look at him, and started first on his chest. His hands stilled on your
waist as you ran one hand along his shoulder and down his arm, resting on his wrist. The other
hand went up to his neck, where his endoskeleton poked out a bit in the form of a thick metal rod.
The sound that came out of him when you touched it was somewhere between a whine and a purr-
adorable. So he could feel things, after all? …Interesting.

This was as quiet and as still as you had ever seen him, and he craned his head so that you could
explore a little more. You really had no idea what you were doing, so you decided to just wing it.
Your fingers trailed up the back of his faceplate, exploring carefully, until you touched one of the
sun rays near the top of his head. There was that whirring sound again, and he started to feel even
warmer to your touch. He didn’t breathe, but the noises coming out of him almost sounded like
panting.

“Is that… good?” You said, tracing the outline of his rays with the softest of touches.

YesyesyEes… So good, pleasedontstoppleasepleaseplEAse…

You kept playing around with his rays, and found out that they were soft and pliable and that they
could, in fact, be pushed down into his faceplate. Guess that was how he turned into Moon so
quickly, then? Every stroke of your fingertips was met with more whines and begging and praise.
Sun sounded so desperate for you and it kindled your confidence to keep going. Gently, you pulled
his head down until he was low enough that you could kiss him. He couldn’t kiss you back, but
you could hear his appreciation in the sounds he was making and the static in his voice when he
spoke. While you kissed around his face, one of your hands got a little adventurous, wandering
down his chest to his waist, then resting along the waistband of his pants. He was gripping you so
hard, trying to almost pull you into him as you dipped two fingers underneath the fabric, teasing.
You know he was an animatronic, so of course there was nothing in his pants but… Oh…?

He pressed your bodies firmly together, so close your thighs interlocked, and you felt something
move against your thigh. A twitch, maybe? Curious, you moved your hand around outside his pants
until you felt it- something hard and pulsing against your hand as you squeezed, gently. Sun almost
buckled over and gasped, his voice box glitching for a moment- did he almost swear? Damn, he
was sensitive. Feeling bold, you went to pull his pants down but he stopped you immediately,
grabbing your wrists together and pulling them up so high he was almost lifting your feet off the
ground. And he… laughed?

Nope! You’ve had your fun, now it’s my turn! Only fair to take turns, can’t be selfish, now, has to
be FAIR! Be a good girl and stay still for me- want to see, need to see, need you …

He hooked a finger into your underwear with his other hand and effortlessly ripped through one
side, then the other. The destroyed fabric fell right off of you, falling limply to the ground and
leaving you completely exposed to him. The whirring was back as he stared, nearly motionless, at
your naked, squirming body. You were doing anything to feel less looked at. He tutted at your
disobedience and grabbed your entire waist in one hand, holding you like a doll. You were lifted up
so that your legs wrapped around him. The sudden friction of fabric against your exposed clit made
you let out a shuddering moan, not realizing how badly you wanted this. Everything about this was
wrong, and you loved it.

You didn’t realize he had moved until he started leaning you forward, supporting your head until it
came into contact with the cool metal of the locker room benches. He still held firmly onto your
hips, your legs still wrapped around him, so you were half upside down and now completely
exposed to him. Both of his hands wrapped around where your legs met your hips and you gasped
as he spread you open using his thumbs. He was just… staring, and you were helpless to stop him
as he seemed to inspect you, fascinated. You were embarrassed at how dirty it felt to be looked at
like that… But it made you want him so badly.

Mymymy… What a mess you’ve caused here, starlight, how veryveryvery naughty of you…

One of his thumbs then swiped across your hole and you moaned, watching as he pulled his hand
away to inspect the clear fluid strung between his fingers. The fingers on his other hand dug into
you as he played with your cum, humming in an unusually dark tone. His voice sounded deeper,
not in the way Moon’s did, just a little more… staticky, almost?

Whatever shall we do with such a naughty girl, hmmm~? Aren’t you ever so lucky that I’m here to
deal with your mess, to fill you upupUP so full that you won’t drip everywhere… Naughty girl, my
little mess , must clean up, cleanUP…

That certainly wasn’t helping. The bulge in his pants kept growing, and you noticed it twitch in his
pants, making your own heat clench around nothing. You felt so empty, desperate for contact and
wanting anything in you, but he pretended not to notice. He had other matters in mind.
He drew lazy little circles around you, avoiding the little bud he knew would make you shake with
pleasure. He almost felt proud of how much you started to squirm and whine for him. No matter
how much you moved unable to get away from him as he held you in this degrading state.

So pretty…

He swiped this thumb up your clit, and you half gasped, half moaned at the sudden contact. A
breathy “yes” escaped your lips as he rained praise upon praise on you and your body. But then he
went back to avoiding your most sensitive spot until you groaned his name.

Yes starlight? Does my pretty doll want something? Hmmmm~? Come on now, use your words~

Tease. You weren’t in a position to argue, however.

“Please Sun, touch me there again, that felt soso good…”

He hummed in satisfaction and once more swiped his thumb over your clit. To (hopefully)
persuade him to keep going, you arched your back and moaned, loud.

“Y-Yes, please keep going, please…”

My perfect little doll, so lovely sopretty yesyesyes look how good you look for me, begging like a
̶ ̭ ̢͝ t̸̠̓ …
good little s̸̝l̓ u̸

Before you could react to his language he started to circle your clit, much faster now, and the
sudden stimulation made you cry out and buck your hips against him. Your thigh grazed his bulge
as you did and then it was his turn to moan.

“Yes yes Sun please it’s so good you’re so good I can’t- I- fuck…” You were right on the edge of
cumming when he stopped abruptly with a tsk. The building tenseness in your muscles deflated,
and you groaned, beyond frustrated.

Language, darling! Goodnessgoodness I’ve be SO patient with you, and still you misbehave!
Whatever shall I do?! Clearly you need to learn to listen to me…

His hand went to pull his pants down slightly, and before you could even react, something warm
and wet was pushing at your entrance.

I suPPOse you’ll just have to be punished instead!

There was that word again. In one quick motion he buried himself fully into you, and you bit back
a scream with how full he made you feel. He didn’t give you a moment to adjust, either, and started
ramming into you at a brutal, inhuman pace. You couldn’t even tell if he was thrusting into you or
if he was using his grip around your waist to move you around on his cock like some personal
fleshlight. The hand that wasn’t supporting you was holding your wrists above your head, now.
There was nothing you could do but take it, trying and failing desperately not to scream his name.

Tsktsktsk, really is such a shame, really! I was having sooooo much fun with you and yet you had
to keep squirming and using such filthy language! This should teach ya to be have and be such a
good little f̵̜͐ū̶c̴̤ ͛ k̶̪ d̵̈́͊ ̰ o̷̭ ̡̚l̈ ̷ ̭l̸̘͊ for me…

He kept up his humiliating tirade. Tears welled in your eyes and your body felt like it was on fire,
your nerves unable to keep up with his assault. The sound of skin slapping silicone was obscene
like the moans escaping your lips. You could barely even hear what Sun was babbling on about
and realized, half in horror and half in arousal, that he could never run out of stamina. Fuck.

Somewhere along the line you even started drooling, your mouth hanging open in lust- he was
fucking you silly, literally. Until, well, he stopped, pulling out completely.

Welllllll~? Are you ready to behave yourself, now? Hmm? Are ya? Are ya?

“Y-yes.” You choked out, throat raw from all your moaning. Your legs were shaking around his
waist… You felt pathetic, and desperate.

Good girl.

He pressed back into you again, stopping at the tip.

Such pretty little sounds you make… want to hear more, MORE , more… Want to use you, fill you
up till you’re full of me!

He slid all the way back into your aching body and paused there, staring.

Would you like that, doll? To be full, filled, to bursting ? Say it .

Your cheeks burned. Unlike his counterpart, Sun really liked hearing you talk.

“Yes, Sun, please- fill me up, I need it…” You squirmed on his cock, trying to create friction. He
accepted your begging happily, going right back to his previous brutal rhythm as if he had never
stopped in the first place. His hand stopped holding your wrists so he could flick his thumb over
your breasts as they bounced with you, sending shivers across your body. He leaned forward,
almost pressing his forehead to yours, and you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck,
pulling him closer, deeper.

̴ ̦ ̍ t̷̤̒ ̬ , all for me, mine, mine,

Yesyes yes yesyes so good so tight and deep you’re my good little s̷̺̍l̇ u̴
mine takeittakeittaKEITTAKE-
His voice trailed off into a feral, garbled mess and his thrusts became erratic. His forehead bumped
yours, unblinking white eyes staring down at you as you felt something warm and thick fill you up.
What the fuck? You thought, hoping that it wasn’t anything… harmful. He set your hips down on
the bench, now, and stilled himself inside of you, wrapping his arms under your back to hug you
close to him. Shaking and sensitive, you grazed your fingers up the back of his faceplate and
hummed a soft “thank you”, before hugging him back. You felt warm and safe, hoping to stay like
that a while until…

Well, the lights went out. You felt Sun tense above you, letting out a groan that soon became a
scream. Seconds later his eyes flashed red in the dark. Moon was here.

He jumped off of you, leaving you cold and so empty all of a sudden. You sat up, suddenly having
flashbacks to you running from him in the daycare. You had to keep calm.

“Moon…?”

How dare he, ambitious little s̸̫̃h̒ i̷ ̥ ̍ t̷̶ ̜ ̂ ͅ , taking you allllllll for himself, making such a mess of me…
Filthy, filthy…

He was beside you, standing at full height. You opened your mouth to speak but before you could,
a large fist twisted into your hair and suddenly your mouth was full. You let out a surprised yelp,
and he let out a pleased chuckle as you struggled to pull your mouth from him.

Truly such a filthy little w̷͝h̖ ̴̚ͅo̚ ̨r̷̵ ͜ ̈́ e̷͝ ̰ … You deserve this for making such a mess - now you must clean it
up until I’m satisfied.

He shoved himself into your throat a little and you gagged, eyes adjusting in the dark to recognize
his sadistic half-grin as he forced himself in further. You realized that what he had was more of a…
tentacle, if that made sense? It could twitch slightly on its own, which it did, sending more of that
fluid down your throat. It didn’t really taste like anything.

He barely allowed you time to breathe as he fucked your mouth, hard, and every so often he’d try
to ram himself down your throat just to hear you gag on him. The firm, painful grip he had on your
hair made it impossible to fight back, and you felt tears welling up. They spilled over, onto your
cheeks, but he didn’t care, just kept abusing your mouth. You could feel Sun’s cum leaking out of
you as you sucked, making you feel like such a little whore.

̶ ̜ ̊ ṣ̶ l̷͚ ̢ ̇ u̵̕ t̸̯ ͐ ̨ , you’re mine now… He

You like having all your holes filled, hmm? Naughty girl, little c̸̋u͖ ̅ m̴
may have had you first, but your mouth is mine …

You were almost sobbing as he kept going, your face a mess of tears and drool.

Messy little thing, can’t help but keep making more and more and more … But so obedient…
He growled then, a beautiful, deep sound that made you tremble- you were throbbing between your
legs, still having had no release. He was close, you could tell, as he could barely keep up with
himself. It almost looked like steam was coming out of him, and you took this opportunity to get
the jump on him. You used one of your hands to pump the base of his… tentacle… and used your
tongue to flick along the bottom of it, setting your own fast-pace that caught him off guard. His
voice box hitched, and with one final forceful thrust he shoved himself down your throat. You felt
cum shoot into you, and you gagged, but he didn’t remove himself from you until he was done.
When he finally did pull out, you choked on cum and your own spit, gasping for air. You felt a
finger wipe away the drool from the corner of your mouth and heard the rustle of fabric as he
presumably tucked himself away.

So good for me … Not for him, me , mine … Yes, good girls deserve rewards…

He picked you up with ease and before you could even make a sound you were bent, again, over
his lap, ass in the air with Sun’s cum leaking down your thighs. You were anticipating being
spanked, of course, but no… One long digit rubbed against your aching clit.

“A-Ah~!”

He didn’t try to silence you this time. He rubbed slow, lazy circles around your clit, making you
shake and sob and beg uncontrollably, much to his pleasure.

Good girl, good girl…

He paused to slap your ass, playfully, making you jolt. He giggled as he held your shoulders down,
and slipped one finger inside your absolutely soaked hole.

So warm, so wet … So full of him, of us … Such a good little doll…

His pace was slow and deliberate, unlike his fast and frenzied counterpart. Another finger quickly
entered you and sought out the spot that would make you lose yourself. While he did so, another
finger rubbed your clit, working you up slowly, increasing speed and then stopping entirely to hear
you plead, edging and edging until…

You woke up, sitting bolt upright in your bed, eyes adjusting to the pitch black of your bedroom.
Looking down, you checked that you had clothes on, which you did, which was a good sign…
What time was it?

Your clock read 4:07 AM. You let out a huge sigh, and tried to pull your legs up to your chest,
until you felt how absolutely soaked you were. Snaking a hand down your shorts, you found
yourself so wet that you had even made a small puddle on your mattress, just out of your own
excitement. Fuck, you were a pervert. You had to shake these thoughts from your head. Just
because he saw you naked, just because he almost spanked you- it was all programming, right? It
meant nothing, you were interpreting it wrong. But then again, the way he brushed your cheeks
after braiding your hair… No. He’s programmed to be gentle. He’s a daycare attendant for fuck’s
sake, why were you feeling like this? Even after he almost hit you last night?
 You had to distract yourself. This couldn’t be healthy. You hopped out of bed, tore your sheets and
shorts off, and popped them in the laundry. Tea didn’t help you calm down but it sure helped you
focus on other things, as you sat in your kitchen, lights out, your robe wrapped tight around you.
Two small finger shaped bruises adorned one of your ankles, and you made a mental note to wear
long socks for a while to avoid any questions.

You had to avoid him. It was the only way to stop yourself from doing something stupid. But you
certainly couldn't stop yourself from thinking stupid things.

Chapter End Notes

I promise things will return to their regularly scheduled fluff programming in the next
chapter.

This was really a way to explore what it would be like if he did have something...
down there... But since it's a dream it may not match up with reality, unfortunately. I
also really just wanted to give Sun a chance to swear lol. Hope this was okay! <3
Thank you for reading!
 Games
Chapter Summary

You desperately try and fail to pretend that everything is normal and that you don't
have a certain puppet animatronic constantly running through your mind, both
conscious and unconscious... Until you end backed into a corner with him.

Chapter Notes

Ah shit, here we go again... More of Sun being a sweetheart but this time with added
sass!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Just don’t mention it, don’t think about it, it’s okay, nothing happened, nothing…

That was your mantra for the day, which you kept repeating and repeating in your head as you
approached the doors leading into the daycare area. You hadn’t gone back to sleep since you had
woken up at 4AM out of a fear of what other scenarios your unconscious mind may conjure up.
Most of your morning was spent doing mindless tasks that let your brain rest but time and time
again you found it wandering…Your early start was definitely catching up with you, though, and
you couldn’t help but drag your feet along the pizzaplex’s overly bright carpets on your way into
work. The music blaring over the speaker systems was particularly offensive to your senses today,
making your head throb right around your temples. You silently prayed that you would be placed
somewhere away from the play area, somewhere easy where you could just zone out for the day.

“You were here last night, yeah? When the power went out?” Your boss was on you as soon as you
walked in the door. Not a great start to the day. You swallowed- hard- trying to think of the right
response. What had happened with Moon the night before had almost been forgotten after how
explicit your dreams had been… Looking back now it seemed so tame in comparison.

“Oh, yeah! I was just leaving when it happened, though.” You really fought to stop your voice
from shaking. Please let her not have seen any security footage… She sighed, and pinched the
bridge of her nose, looking about as tired as you felt.

“Damn, so you didn’t see anything? I’m trying to figure out what happened in case anything needs
to be repaired, but there’s just been no time today… Say… Do you think you could handle it for
me? You were here when it happened, after all.” Nothing is worse than a boss asking you to do
something in that sweet but firm you-can’t-say-no tone. But the sooner you could get out of this
conversation, the better, so you had to just agree.

“Oh yeah, for sure! What needs doing, exactly…?”

“Just look around the daycare at all our generators, power sources, stuff like that. If you see
anything weird or broken, write it down in a formal report and call it in to maintenance. We can’t
have this happening too often.”
You nodded in response, silently dreading the fact that you would indeed have to go into the play
area, but for now you’d just pretend that you didn’t… Yeah, you could come back to that later.
There was plenty of ground to cover outside of where Sun resided. You nodded, taking a clipboard
from her where she had kindly (but quite messily) written down a list of potential problem areas
and their locations, in no particular order. Well, at least it was better than dealing with kids all day.

Nearly midway through your day, everything was looking surprisingly normal. You definitely
weren’t used to running around this much, though (even when chasing kids!). You felt like you
were back and forth all day due to the confusing nature of your boss’ list, and often found yourself
passing by the railings overlooking the play area. You absolutely refused to look down, keeping
your eyes dead ahead at all times to keep your focus.

Someone definitely noticed you, though, and with a sharp crack! the yellow crayon in Sun’s hand
snapped clean in half. The kids he was colouring with looked at him, confused, and he let out an
overly animated laugh and spun his head around in response.

Whoopsie daisy! Silly, silly me! I was having so much FUN I couldn’t hold my crayon right! You
all stay right here and I’ll be riGHT back with a new one, okay?! We need Aaaallll the colours if
we wanna really let our imaginations run WILD!! Be right back~!

He skipped off, trying so hard to be his normal, cheery self, but he just couldn’t beyond his
standard programming. He kept watching the upper walkways hoping to see you, to catch any
glimpse just to know you were here, close to him. When he saw you wouldn’t be working in the
daycare today it was so hard to be excited about the day ahead of him. He… missed you, and he
wanted so badly to just talk, to explain, to apologize, to hug you close… Distracted was an
understatement. Luckily for him his programming did prevent him from neglecting the children so
he was able to find strategic ways to keep them entertained that would also keep him less engaged
and thus able to look for more signs of you. He barely had any luck, though.

You were also distracted, but in a different way. Trying to check everything proved to be a feat in
the massive daycare area. Your thoughts were constantly racing- wait was there a generator in that
room? Better check just in case… Running back and forth, room-to-room, avoiding the play area of
the daycare at all costs. It was, in the end, the perfect activity to keep you so distracted that you
almost forgot everything that had happened with Sun and Moon. But eventually, you ran out of
things to check, and with no apparent problems outside the play area, you realized you’d have to go
in. Shit.

You peeked over the balcony before going down the stairs, looking for any sign of Sun. Hopefully
he was in the ball pit with the kids, far from the entrance. From what you saw he wasn’t quite that
far away, but was currently playing a very intense, very loud game of tag with about 15 children
and all of the daycare assistants, so you should in theory be able to sneak in, check the generator
diagnostics at the security computer, and sneak out. Hopefully. Either way, you had two goals- get
your job done, and avoid Sun to keep your head on straight.

The first part of your plan went great! Nothing could be heard among the excited screams of the
children so no one even heard you come in. It was honestly hard not to watch the spectacle,
especially because Sun’s legs were so much longer than everyone else’s, putting him at a clear
advantage that glaringly contradicted his dedication to fairness.

You sat down unceremoniously and immediately got to work. Power diagnostics for the generators
located within the play structures looked fine; they were currently all online and working without
issue. You looked at the status report history for each one and saw that all of them seemed to just…
Shut off last night, all at the same time. There were no alerts, nor any bugs or malfunctions
detected, they just turned off simultaneously. Weird, but clearly the problem wasn’t in the daycare
itself, likely an issue with the power grid or breaker box for the area… you weren’t a technician,
though, so who knows! That’s what you logged in your final report, though: no noticeable issues,
everything looking normal on the upper end, likely a power outage or failure underneath the
daycare; recommend someone check underground generator room.

As this was your first official report, it had to look at least a little professional. Your urgency
dissipated, quickly overtaken by rampant perfectionism. In the end you ended up taking a little too
long writing it, struggling not to read and re-read your sentences to make it sound as technical as
you could muster. Just as you were finishing up your editing spree you caught a split second glance
at pale, mechanical fingers gripping the edge of the desk in front of you. You didn’t have time to
process the sight until, well;

PEEKABOO!

You audibly yelped, jumping back in your chair. Instinctively you raised the wireless mouse in
your hand above you, seconds from launching it directly into Sun’s ever-grinning face. Your brows
knit and you looked shocked, your eyes wide and mouth hanging open slightly. Uh-oh, Sun
thought. Usually that always makes the kids laugh (or cry… or cry-laugh… but usually the first!).
He really messed up, and couldn’t help but shrink back on himself a little for fear of scaring you
further. There was no easy way to ask to just talk to you, so he instinctively started rambling.

He-Hellooo ooo friend! Are you… here to play? We were just about to play hide and seek, and,
well, it’s always better with more people- the more the merrier, right?! T-that’s what I always say,
yesyes, and… Well we can’t have anyone sitting alone during playtime! That just won’t do, not one
bit! And…

You put the mouse down, feeling bad that you were just moments from clocking this poor
animatronic as he fumbled his words in front of you. He just couldn’t seem to stop going on and on
and on. Was he… nervous? You had never seen him be anything but bubbly and energetic. It was
cute- nope, can’t think like that, gotta get out of this situation, immediately. What’s the best way to
get out of things? Oh yeah- awkward laugh.

“You got me! Haha, good one…” Wow. Lame. You cleared your throat. “I’m sorry, Sun, you just
scared me, I wasn’t expecting you to jump out… Um…” You tried one more giggle but it did
nothing to clear the air. Sun knew he had to take advantage of this moment, but truly knew no way
to broach the subject without dancing around it.

Someone’s a little jumpy today, hmmm~? It’s cause you’re just so busy, busy, busy! Flying like a
bird all around the daycare- you need a break!! C’mon, stay for a bit, just one game, and maybe…
possibly… we could even… talk? Or not, i-if you don’t want to, but, um, well it’s reaaaallllllyyyy
very important and…

He just trailed off from there but you stopped processing after that sentence. He was almost
being… serious? Not about the hide and seek thing, of course, but about wanting to talk to you. It
was never anything good when someone phrased it like that and it sparked a familiar anxiety in
you that made your heart flutter. Whatever could he want to talk about with you? Nope! Didn’t
matter! Can’t do it, gotta stay away, for your sake, for your job, for him…

Shit. You were down bad. Embarrassment flushed your cheeks as you tried so hard to think of a
good excuse, any possible way to escape.

“Oh, Sun, that sounds lovely but, um… I’m just so busy right now, I’ll be in big trouble if I stop
working, and I usually shouldn’t even be here if I’m not supposed to be… can’t be a rule breaker,
right? And with what happened last night, I need to figure out what went wrong with-” Shit. Shit
shit shit. You did it, the ONE thing you shouldn’t have done above all. You mentioned it- last
night. If his faceplate could’ve moved, you could have sworn his smile would drop with how
quickly he seemed to freeze up.

Annnnd you froze too. Classic. You couldn’t think of anything else to say, and for once, he
couldn’t either. A very uncomfortable silence fell between you two, and you saw that the was now
fidgeting with his hands, wringing them like a nervous wreck. Adorab- no. Just very good human-
like AI. When he finally spoke up his voice is weaker than usual.

O-oh, we-

He was quickly interrupted by little hands tugging roughly on his pant leg. He quickly crouched
down to the kid’s height, making his sun rays just barely poke up over the desk.

“Mr. Sun, hurry up! We wanna plaay~! C’mon!! You gotta find us!” The kid ran off, into the play
structures, and Sun stood up. Helplessly, he looked back to you, then at where the kid ran off to,
and back. Conflicted. You tried to flash him a sweet smile- this was your perfect out.

“Go on- can’t keep your fans waiting, Sun! Or they’ll hide so well you’ll never find them!”
Without thinking, you shot him a cheeky wink with that comment. You mentally cussed yourself
out for the accidental flirt you always have been. It just happened.

There’s a slight static in his voice box, a small glitch or… something, before he stuck his hands on
his hips in an overly exaggerated manner.

My my, how dare you! I’ll have you know I am the hide and seek CHAMPION 24,076 times and
counting in this establishment!! I will never, ever, ever lose! Nope, never!

You laugh, then, and it’s real this time. For a split moment you forget everything you were trying
to suppress. A soft warmth spreads in your chest as you look up at this big goofball puffing his
chest out at you. What a dork, getting all worked up over hide and seek. Your reaction seemed to
egg him on, and he shot you a nod, like he was determined to prove his skill. Then crouched down,
covering his ever-open eyes, and started counting.
1, 2, 3…

You watched him for a moment before collecting yourself, coming back to your senses. Quickly,
you put together the last details of your report before sending it off to your boss and logging out.
You yawned, your exhaustion finally catching up with you, especially after the stress you just
endured for the past few minutes. Now was probably a good a time as ever to take your break, so
you made your way to the doors.

Ready or not, here I cooooooome~!

Your path was quickly blocked by a blur of red and yellow. Before you could protest Sun
effortlessly lifted you up by the waist with both hands. All you could do was brace yourself on his
shoulders to support yourself as he twirled around and around with you, poking fun at you at
maximum volume.

Goodness, friend! Your hiding spot was just awful, no good, ter rible! You’re really no good at
this, huh? The kids can hide better than you can~

A few snickers were heard from the play place. His tone was nearly condescending as he taunted
you and all you could do was squirm helplessly. He was dead.

No matter~! You know what this meeeeeans!

He put you down then, and tapped you softly on the nose before jumping back a considerable
distance away from you.

Yooooooooouuu’re IT!

He practically sung it, his arms splayed out above him, and then he bound away to hide.

That motherf- fine. It took every ounce of willpower not to run after him right then and there. But
then you would be breaking the rules, and… Well, this could be more fun. You couldn’t exactly
back out now and ruin all these kid’s game, could you? That was at least what you told yourself to
justify you turning around, hands covering your eyes, and starting to count.

“Ready or not, here I come!!” You shouted soon after, whipping around. Kids were everywhere,
even now you could see little shoes poking out and little eyes peering at you in the corners of the
play structures. That would be too easy though. You snuck around, trying reaaaally hard to act like
you were attempting to be quiet. The kids bought it, of course. Every once in a while one would
giggle and you turned around, hunting, getting sooo close to finding them… Before walking off.
Just to give the kids a rush. Eventually, though, you had to find someone, and though you really
wanted to find Sun he seemed to truly be nowhere in sight. Eventually, you settled for a girl hiding
nearly in plain sight at the top of one of the towers. She had to get to ground level before starting to
count, giving you plenty of time to nestle yourself into a kind of hard-to-get-to tunnel hidden in one
of the top levels of the structures. It took you a second to realize that it was, in fact, the same tunnel
as last night, where Moon, well… you tried not to think about it. It was especially hard not to be
extra aware of the small bruises he left on your ankle as you laid in practically the same position
now. The round had already started, though- it was too late to move now.

In the end, you actually stayed in that spot for a couple rounds, finding that most of the kids didn’t
like to go up so high, leaving you perfectly hidden. It was a pretty sweet deal. You quickly found
yourself nodding off, nestled perfectly into that small space…

Ex-cuuuuse me, you don’t seem to understand the rules of hide and seek, missy …

You jolted awake to find Sun crouching down at the far end of the tube, near your feet. He was
whispering, something you never thought you’d hear him do. It was still loud, though, considering
that his normal volume was nearly yelling. You tried to shush him with a finger to your lips and
gesture at him to go away, but he wasn’t having it.

Nap time was a few hours ago, and if you won’t play properly, you…

You crawled out of the tube and got right in his face, pressing a hand to his grin before realizing
how stupid that was. He didn’t speak with his mouth… Your brain truly was half asleep.

It did shut him up, though. You dropped your hand, realizing now just how close you were to him.
So much for staying away. He was squatting down, his legs spread wide apart, and you were
practically between them sitting on your knees. You face couldn’t have been more than a few
inches from his. Your heart hammered in your chest, knowing that you were quite literally backed
into a corner.

“Shit.” You muttered, out loud this time, before covering your mouth with a slap, shocked at your
own sleep-deprived brain. Your eyes widened, waiting- no, anticipating a negative response or
some form of punishment. You remembered last night, then your dream…Why were you so
warm…

Rule breaker…

Uh-oh. His voice sounded eerily close to Moon’s for a second. You pressed your back against the
tube as much as you could, unable to crawl inside in your current position.

And then he was on you- fingertips dancing up and down your sides forcing you to erupt into
uncontrollable laughter. You tried to fight him off, twisting, pushing, even kicking, but nothing
could stop the animatronic perched over you.

Rule breakers must be caught~!! rulebreakerrulebreakerrulebreakerrulebreaker…

He returned to normal volume now, shouting like a siren to try to draw attention to you. In between
gasps and laughs you tried to plead with him.
“Sun pl-ease I’m so-orry! I- ah- I’ll go, I’ll leeeeeave! Please!” You were tearing up and couldn’t
help but fall sideways, curling up, trying to avoid his endless onslaught. He was delighting in your
laughter, completely oblivious to everything but the way you felt against his fingertips.

“Found you!!!” An excited voice screamed behind Sun, forcing him to turn away from you. Then
he practically jumped back to a standing position and started bouncing on one leg in a comical
depiction of pure joy.

Goooooooood job, Lacy! Guess that means you’re it , miss troublemaker! You’re it~ you’re it~ yo-

“Actually, Mr. Sun, I saw you first!”

Ooh, bested at his own game. You suppressed a snort, face still pressed down into the neon yellow
mat.

Fine, very well, as it must be! Better start running, little one, or I’ll fiiiiind youuuu~!

The kid let out an excited scream and you heard little sneakers run away, further down into the
structure. He was definitely good at his job. You started to move, carefully, silently, almost as if to
not offend the massive jester standing over you for fear that he’d continue his onslaught. Before
you could stand up yourself, he grabbed your bicep and yanked you up onto your feet in a manner
that was somehow both gentle and forceful. Clearly he was strong.

On your feet now, you could barely see anything as your hair had flipped all into your face,
causing you to almost trip straight into his abdomen. Thank god you caught yourself with… your
hand on his abdomen. Well, it was better than your face? Clearly you approximated his height
correctly in your dream. You pulled it away quickly, hoping he didn’t notice.

Well, he definitely did. Your hand was so warm on him. Touch was something he was used to
working in the daycare, but never from someone like you. It never made him feel anything before-
it was usually just someone getting his attention. The heat of your touch was infectious, spreading
all throughout his endoskeleton. Now he definitely wanted to do more than just talk- but not now.
Now wasn’t the time for talk or play, and unfortunately he realized that you probably had to go.
He’d taken enough of your time.

̈ ̴ ̥ ͑ ̵ ͓ … You should run, along now, friend! Run, run, run before you’re caught breaking the rules
again . Can’t have that happening, no no! Would not like that…

Did his voice box just glitch? You thought to yourself. More importantly, was he threatening you?
You didn’t like how complicated that made you feel, but that was once again going to have to be a
problem for later, likely for your unconscious brain to work through. So, you acquiesced and
started your escape.

You felt giddy, like a kid, as you raced through the play structures. It was so similar to the previous
night but also so different. Your previous exhaustion had melted away into adrenaline that made
you feel alive. This time, though, you had a countdown to beat and you would not let Sun catch you
 unaware again. Thank god you already had some practice navigating these things, they were like a
huge, multi-coloured maze. Somewhere in the distance, you heard Sun getting close to the end of
his countdown… And just as he reached his last number, you shut the door behind you.

Tease. Ready or not, here. I. Cooooome~!!

You could hear him through the door, and let out a small laugh. Once you’d caught your breath,
you decided to grab a snack from a nearby vending machine before you inevitably had to go back
to work. It was your only way of trying to make up for the fact that you hadn’t eaten since about
6AM. At least it was something.

You sat on the upper level, in the reception area, taking just a few minutes to slowly eat your chips
and try to figure out what the hell came over you. So much just happened. You saw Sun express an
emotion other than pure unbridled joy, he got the closest you’ve ever seen to being serious, he
touched you- more than once, and he even got a little playful with you. You squished your thighs
together thinking of the tone in his voice right before you left. You knew you were likely
overthinking it again- it was probably just a playful way of punishing troublemakers when they
slipped up on the rules. Yeah. That’s all it was. Nothing weird about it at all. But his touch was
dizzying to you- it was quickly becoming apparent that this whole ordeal was progressing beyond
simple interest. You spent the rest of your shift trying to work through how one could theoretcally
have a crush on an animatronic- they don’t exactly write guides on the subject. There were too
many variables- could he reciprocate your feelings? Did he? How much could Fazbear
Entertainment sue you for trying to smooch their daycare attendant? All questions you were
hopeless to answer. As you saw it, you had two paths- continuing to ignore the situation and act
like everything was normal, or actually talking with him like he requested. One option was clearly
easier than the other.

Sun, however, was back to his normal giddy self for the rest of the day, unable to shake the feeling
of his hands on you and, more importantly, your hand on him. He found your reactions fascinating.
Everything he did elicited something different and he usually couldn’t predict exactly how you
would react, but he found it fascinating. No one had ever responded to him like you did and he was
inevitably drawn to it. While he didn’t get to talk to you how he had hoped to today, he was at least
content with being able to make you laugh- a sound he would be replaying in his head until he was
able to do it again.

Chapter End Notes

Thank you all so so much for the nice comments, they genuinely mean the world to
me!! And thank you for taking the time to read this. <3 I'm having so much fun
writing Sun but I promise I'll try to incorporate more Moon soon!

I won't be able to post a new chapter tomorrow (that's why this chapter's a bit longer)
but just know there's still plenty coming! Stay tuned!
 Closer
Chapter Summary

A very uncomfortable interaction with your boss makes you realize that perhaps your
experiences with Sun and Moon haven't gone fully unnoticed. You're back working
with Sun the next day though, and an unfortunate mess turns into a chance for the two
of you to finally talk.

Chapter Notes

This chapter is a liiiittle slow! But things for sure ramp up in the next one... I can't
help it slow burn is just ~so good~

See the end of the chapter for more notes

The days following your little game of hide and seek in the daycare passed with nothing notable
happening except in your dreams. You were back to supervising birthday parties, the one thing you
had been doing pretty consistently since you had started at the daycare. It was easy- the kids
entertained themselves, you basically just watched and made sure no one hurt themselves. The only
times you got to saw Sun were on the odd occasion that he spotted you from the play area and shot
you a wave. You returned the gesture, of course, out of politeness. Nothing more. The wide smile
his acknowledgement caused was definitely just a part of the polite response, not at all related to
the swell in your chest and the blush on your cheeks.

Outwardly, things seemed completely normal, or at least you were good at pretending they were.
But on the inside, curiosity was gnawing at your thoughts, constantly looming in the back of your
head. You wanted to know what Sun had wanted so badly to talk to you about, and the theories
your anxious brain couldn’t help but conjure up were eating away at too much of your time. Every
break you’d had was spent exploring a new possibility, and you spent more time daydreaming than
actually relaxing. You found that your thoughts tended to be quite sweet during the day, sometimes
even platonic, but the closer it got to nighttime the more lewd your little scenarios got. Maybe it
would be good to talk to him, after all… Plus, the distance from him did make you a little sad, as
hesitant as you were to admit it.

On your way out of work one afternoon, you get summoned to your boss’ office. Well, it was
barely an office. It consisted of a rickety wooden desk, one office chair (for her), two metal
foldable chairs, a lamp in one corner, and a colourful rug discoloured by time. There were two wall
shelves that held various toys and Fazbear Entertainment merchandise, mainly plush figures. Other
than that, the walls were bare. It seemed largely unsuitable for such a colourful and detailed
daycare.

Upon receiving word that your boss needed to speak with you, you initially felt paranoid- you had
no idea if anyone had seen any of your experiences with Sun and Moon on the security footage.
You expected the worst, but were surprised when, upon your arrival, your boss wordlessly placed a
child’s drawing down on the desk, facing you.

“(Y/N), do you know what this is about?”

The drawing in question was a little hard to understand. Well, the actually content of the drawing
was- what was painfully clear were the labels for the two figures in the drawing that read “Mr.
Sun” and “Miss (Y/N)”. With that established, the drawing looked vaguely like Sun leaning over
your crouched body. If it weren’t a child’s drawing, the connotations of the drawing would
certainly be a little… suspicious. In the top right-hand corner of the page were HUGE lilac letters
spelling out “LaCY”. Ah. That explained it.

“Well, it looks like a drawing by… Lacy? I think I’ve seen her before, when I was a daycare
assistant…” Embarrassment flushed your cheeks as you tried to stall your explanation. You didn’t
have anything nefarious to hide, but you didn’t want to risk arising any suspicion.

“Not what I meant. Can you explain to me why one of our…” she cleared her throat, loudly,
“patrons is drawing you and our daycare attendant doing… whatever this is?”

It was very clear she hated kids every time she spoke of them. Even now, her face scrunched up as
she forced herself to spit out the word patron in a way that, ironically, reminded you of a child. If
she could, you know she would’ve just referred to them as “gremlins” and called it a day. But alas,
protocol…

“Ah, right, well… the other day, I went down to the play area to check on the generators like you’d
asked. And when I was done I got roped into a game of hide and seek by S- the daycare attendant.
He and the kids were insistent, and not wanting to ruin the fun Fazbear experience for the kids,”
you threw in, trying to save your ass, “I joined in. I decided I was going on my break right before,
anyways, so I just counted it as my break time.”

Now you had to really start lying. You knew how it would sound if you said he had cornered you
and started tickling you out of the blue, or that you had sworn when children were present, so, you
fudged it. Just a little.

“The daycare attendant was “it” and found me hiding in the play structures, which I’m guessing is
the moment Lacy drew here, since I was crouching on the floor. She was hiding across from me,
and I tried to make noise so that the attendant would catch me instead of her. I guess she just really
appreciated it, so she drew it? That’s the only thing this really could be.”

Your boss certainly looked like she was trying to listen attentively, but you could see her eyes
glazing over the longer you talked.

“So you used your break… to play with the kids in the daycare?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

She pinched her nose.

“Well, technically, it’s against the rules for you to interact with the daycare kids when you’re not
acting as an assistant for the day. But also technically, you’re entitled to spend your break however
you wish. Just… don’t do it again, got it?”

The longer you interacted with her the more she struck you as the boss who comes into work
hungover and who immediately cracks open the fully stocked bar they keep in their desk drawer.
But you know what? If she were truly prudent, she would have caught you fumbling your words
and nearly addressing Sun a little too casually, so you were thankful for her lack of interest in her
job. Not wanting to prolong the conversation any further, you nodded and got up to leave but she
stopped you on your way out.

“Oh, and if you wanted to work with the kids more, you could’ve just asked. I’ll keep this in mind
for the next schedules.”

Well, shit. There went the relative sense of normalcy you were pretending to maintain. You
weren’t in any position to argue, so you just smiled, nodded, and left. Once outside, though, you
couldn’t stop yourself from smacking your palm to your forehead with a groan as you made your
way to the exit. Part of you was delighted to get the chance to be so close to Sun again, but the
other part feared the path you were going down.

Lo and behold, the next day, you find out that you’d been assigned as a daycare assistant for the
day. Your stomach twisted in knots in a confusing mix of dread and excitement as you pulled your
brightly coloured work shirt over your head. Usually, when you were a little early, you would
spend your last moments before starting checking your phone or talking with coworkers. But today
you found yourself fretting over your appearance- tucking your shirt into your jeans cleanly, fixing
your hair, making yourself as presentable as possible for no particular reason at all. And when it
was finally time to start setting up the daycare, you hesitated, feeling anxiety coil in your chest like
a snake even though you had no reason to be nervous. Were you ill? You had nothing to worry
about, yet you found your heart rate a little too quick and you felt warmer than usual. Hopefully it
wasn’t a fever.

Maybe it was the odd way you were feeling that day, or maybe it was the talk you’d had with your
boss yesterday, but you felt off and just could not seem to motivated yourself to interact more than
necessary. Your primary focus was keeping yourself calm and aloof when talking to everyone,
even Sun. When he’d bounded over to you all to say his morning greetings you couldn’t find any
words to give him in return. Flustered, you just smiled at him and mumbled a polite hello, keeping
your head down and focused on your work. What was wrong with you?

Your response understandably puzzled the poor animatronic, and in a way that he didn’t find
fascinating- he was concerned. The last time he saw you, you were laughing with him. But now
you wouldn’t talk to him and he was scared that he’d done something wrong. Maybe he’d give it
another shot? He tried so hard not to startle you as he approached you unpacking containers of
thread and beads by the art tables.

Today’s going to be a wonderful day, isn’t it, friend?! It’s going to be oh so fun teaching the kids
to make little friendship bracelets! Aren’t you excited?

He was glad when you didn’t jump at the sound of his voice but was disappointed when you barely
reacted at all. You turned your head to look at him as he leaned over all the lovely thread splayed
out on the table. He immediately got to work sorting them all by colour into neat little piles. You
had no idea what to say besides yes. Everything you ever knew about maintaining conversation
went out the window.

“O-oh! Yeah- it’s gonna be really fun, I hope…”

You chuckled as if to make your response more compelling, and for a moment he paused his
sorting to look at you, analyzing. Heat flushed your cheeks and you couldn’t maintain eye contact,
so you pretended you didn’t see him staring. You hoped he’d say something- anything to fill the
silence, but he didn’t. After a moment he started to hum to himself, a tune you didn’t recognize that
was upbeat but erratic in rhythm. He had decided that even if you wouldn’t talk to him, he at least
would like to be near you. His facial expression scan had been inconclusive and he didn’t dare say
anything to upset you further, especially not before he finally got his chance to speak with you in
private about Moon. It was nearly impossible for him to keep his mouth shut, but he did it for you-
even if it made him feel like he could explode.

To you, his presence was more noticeable today, more overbearing somehow. You guessed it was
due to his uncharacteristic silence, making his presence hang heavier around you. It was hard not to
theorize why he wasn’t being his usual, overly positive and touchy self to you today, and though
you were trying to deny it you were worried he’d just lost any interest in you. That thought
distanced you even further from him- it stung. Helping the kids was your only distraction and you
threw yourself into it wholeheartedly.

A few hours pass without incident. But then, as you were crouched down helping a kid pick up the
beads he’d flung all over the floor, you heard a screech somewhere behind you. You whipped
around, and no more than 10 feet from you, Sun stood drenched in a deep brown liquid. Next to
him stood a young boy, frozen, gripping a can of fizzy faz in one hand and trying to keep more of
the bubbles from dripping all onto the floor with the other.

GOODNESS, s-such a MESS! Awful, TER rible! Cleanupcleanupcleanup…

He bounded off in a frantic state that reminded you of a cat escaping a bathtub, except in this case
it was an animatronic escaping sugary hell fire. The yelling trailed off into the distance and stopped
somewhere near the ball pit- this was awful, if any of it got onto his endoskeleton you’d have to get
maintenance to take a look at him again.

Everyone in the area was standing frozen and confused, even the kids. You made eye contact with
your coworkers- one looked shocked and uncomfortable, the other like they were holding back
laughter. The former quickly pressed their index finger to their nose when you looked at them, and
before you could mimic them the other coworker beat you to it. Damn. Guess you had to now be
attendant to the attendant.

You hyped yourself up as you went to grab a wet cloth to hopefully help him get some of the soda
off before it dried completely. All you had to do was find him, ask if he was okay, and try to keep
your distance so your heart didn’t explode out of your chest. Yup. Totally easy.

It wasn’t too hard to find the poor animatronic- all you had to do was follow the sounds of quiet
whimpers and the word messy being repeated over and over. He was sitting in a crumpled mess
near the edge of the ball pit, propped up against one of the fake brick walls by the rainbow bridges.
His sun rays poked over the top a bit, moving slightly like he was truly crying. You felt terrible for
him.

He was expressing his distress so loudly that he didn’t even hear you walk up to him. He was
sitting head down with his legs crossed and was practically clawing at his faceplate, trying to use
the little ribbons on his wrists to try to wipe off all the soda, to no avail. Concern overtook your
anxiety.

“Hey… Sun?”

He perked up instantly at the sound of your voice.

Oh heLLO friend! I-I’m sorry for all the mess I just- well- it just won’t come OFF and it’s so
sticky, vile, I-

“Here, let me help.”

You sat down on your knees right beside him, ready to get right into it. However, his natural need
to constantly be moving was making it a little difficult to start, as he kept softly swaying his head
like he was listening to imaginary music.

“Could you stay still for me? …Please?”

He let out a soft oh as if he didn’t even realize he’d been doing it. Quickly he rolled his shoulders
and straightened his back, like he had to really prepare to sit still. That got a chuckle out of you,
and when he finally seemed ready, you leaned over and got to work. Your first few touches were
gentle, cautious- you rubbed little circles around the upper part of his faceplate before moving
down. Unfortunately a lot of the liquid had gotten stuck in the ridges of his grin, which took a lot
of time to clean properly. You were in such a deep state of focus that you didn’t even notice your
proximity to him- you were mere inches from his face, legs practically pressed right up against his
right one as you tried to reach every part of his faceplate. He certainly noticed, though, and his left
leg bounded up and down at an inhuman pace to keep him occupied. There was nearly nowhere he
could focus his eyes on that wasn’t you. To keep his thoughts in check he tried to follow your face
as you gently ran the cloth over a particularly sensitive part of him. Unable to stop himself, he let
out a little whimper.

“You okay?”

Technology had never been your strongest suit and so you were terrified you may have actually
gotten water on something you shouldn’t have. So far you hadn’t seen any water or soda that had
dripped too close to his endoskeleton, but you didn’t want to risk his safety. He didn’t even use
words to respond, just a soft nod. This was different than his earlier silence, though. He seemed
almost bashful. You swiped your cloth underneath his chin and he let out another noise, the
slightest little glitch, like a staticky gasp.

“Can you… um… feel this?”

You blurted the question out before you could stop yourself. You felt like an idiot for asking, but…
Could he? He certainly could in your dream but that was pure fantasy. If he could feel everything
you were doing, that would change the entire situation you two were in.

Oh, y-yes, I certainly can!!

You must have looked puzzled or something, because now he started to go on and on like his usual
self.
It’s supposed to be so I can know when kids are trying to get my attention!! Not all of them use w-
words, after all, so I need to be able to feel them tugging or poking at me! There are sensors all
over my body!!

Rambling was definitely his defence mechanism. No on had ever been so gentle with him- he was
so used to the rough, careless touch of children, not the tender touch of, well, you. All he’d known
was being poked at or climbed on by children or being disassembled and reassembled by the
maintenance staff. He’d been repaired, but he’d never been cared for like what you were doing
right now. Your touch made him feel indescribable things. His hands gripped his ankles where
they crossed each other, hard- he wanted to touch you, very badly. It was all he could think about
with you hovering so close, your chest practically in his face as you gingerly cleaned him up. He
could barely hold himself back, but was still nervous to touch you after how hesitant you seemed to
talk to him earlier. At least now you seemed somewhat back to normal.

As you processed what he had just said, his heat sensors picked up your rising temperature and
heart rate, but you only let out a hmmm in response.

Then you moved on to his sun rays. Just like in your dream, his reaction was palpable. The sound
that escapes his voice box is much louder this time, almost like a purr. If you weren’t blushing
before you definitely were now. Now that you knew he could feel everything you were doing you
were hyper-aware of where you were touching him. You kept going, though, knowing he’d lose his
mind if you didn’t get him properly cleaned up.

What’s your name?

Wait- what? Where did that come from? His question was odd but it did dawn on you then that you
had never properly told him your name, despite all your strange memories together. You paused
momentarily.

Y-you don’t have to tell me! Not if you don’t want to! I’d just… I’d like to know, since I get to see
you so much! Yes-

“It’s (Y/N).”

He repeats your name back to you. A few times, actually. Almost singing it. It was strange to hear
him say your name, so much more personal than every other time he’d addressed you.

(Y/N), I… I’m sorry!!!

His apology comes absolutely out of nowhere, shouted so forcefully that it sounded like it had been
simmering in his throat for days. In truth, it probably had been. You sat back onto your legs to look
at him.

“You’re sorry? What for…?”

For… For Moon … I saw everything- sorrysorrysorry! We- he- didn’t mean to scare you!!!

Aaaand your blush was back. His head was hanging again, the poor thing. In the days following
what had happened between you and Moon you’d almost forgotten your fear, honestly. You’d been
too caught up in everything that had happened since then to remember.

“Sun!! It’s okay! I promise… I was definitely scared when it happened, but I hope Moon is okay-
his programming, I mean… If anything, I was more worried something went wrong, making him
not recognize me as an employee…”

If he could have smiled wider, he would’ve. It made him so happy to hear that you weren’t really
upset, and even more so that you were concerned about Moon. Days of worrying had resolved
themselves in mere seconds. His head spun around a full 360 degrees in joy.

Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! I was so scared, terrified that you would hate him or me!
You’re so so nice, (Y/N), so forgiving… thankyouthankyou

His gushing was just too cute, and you giggled at his response. He was the literal sun and yet he
seemed to burn extra bright in his excitement. As he went on you inspected his faceplate, finding it
sufficiently clean, but some soda had clearly also splashed onto his chest. In particular it was
caught in the ruffles around his neck, which is where you started. His long string of thank yous
seemed to cut short when you brushed against his neck and he… Fuck, did he just moan? You
backed off immediately, startled.

“I’m sorry!”

N-no… please … continue…

You wanted to interpret his response in the most PG way possible, but it was truly impossible. All
you could do was let out a small awkward chuckle and a nod before continuing down onto his
chest plate. You heard that familiar whirring sound start to come from him, and it took all your
strength not to think about how accurate your dream was turning out to be so far. If you weren’t
currently working and people weren’t waiting for you, maybe you’d let your hands wander a bit…
A shame it didn’t splash down further…

He kept letting out small purrs and vocal glitches until he was finally as clean as you could get
him.

“There you go! Good as new… ish. Please let me know if anything feels off, I’m scared some of it
got into your wiring.”

No response, just a blank stare and more whirring. Odd.

“Well.. let’s head back, I’m sure the kids are waiting for you!”

You start to stand up but you’re stopped abruptly by strong arms wrapping around your torso,
pulling you right back down. Sun pulls you right into his lap so you’re nestled in the large space
between his criss-crossed legs, and hugs you tight. You can’t help but return the gesture. Your
head rests perfectly in the space between his shoulder and neck.

His fingers twitched lightly on your back, trying desperately not to let his hands wander. There’s so
many areas he wants to explore and feel… But for now, the feeling of you pressed all up against
him is enough. He couldn’t get ahead of himself, as much as he wanted to.

Thank you, (Y/N), really . I PROMISE I’ll tell Moon to be gentler with you. He tries hard to play
nice but he doesn’t get NEARLY as much time to learn how to, so it’s- it’s hard. But I PROmise I’ll
talk to him!!!

What interesting phrasing, “gentler with you”… doing what exactly? Not that you weren’t grateful
for his kindness. He really was worried. You muttered out an mhm that vibrated the steel of his
neck and made him shudder. You both stilled momentarily, enjoying the warmth of the other. But
then, well… you realized just how hard your plan had failed. Every single thing you set out to do
from day one went out the window now, as you lay against him. Not once had you been able to
maintain distance, to not talk to him, or to pretend things were normal. What were you doing? The
fluttery feeling in your chest was betraying you. It was about time you got up before you couldn’t
stop yourself.

You clumsily untangled yourself from him, and brushed imaginary dirt off your pants. He got up
too, with all the energy in the world suddenly renewed to him. Right when you were ready for him
to skip off, just like he always did, you felt something brush your face. He was leaning down to
look at you, tucking some stray hairs behind your ear. His nose was barely and inch from yours.

I can’t let him scare off our favourite little friend , now can we~?

His tone was much, much lower than usual, and if this were any other scenario with any other
person you would just kiss them outright, right there. You felt the pull- the desire to give it all up
to him was there. But you stopped yourself, almost painfully, remembering who he is, what he was
programmed for, and, more importantly, the talk you’d had with your boss yesterday. If you
pushed things too far you were scared you could interfere with his programming… kissing (and
other things…) were likely not a part of his code as, you know, a daycare attendant.

Then he sped off. Like nothing ever happened- like he’d said nothing at all. You couldn’t help but
just stand there, feeling all the blood in your body rush to your head, like you were about to let out
steam. Did he have any idea what he was doing to you? It was just a hug yet your heart was
yearning for him, for more. You could barely get ahold of yourself- you were fixing your hair and
trying to get the blush from your cheeks. Both actions reminded you of past post-quickie
experiences, trying so hard to erase the evidence. But this was just a small hug! Your mind was
reeling as you returned to the group, seeing Sun already busy building block towers with the kids.

On his end, he was just ecstatic he got to be close to you. After all of his fear and doubt that you
would never want to ever speak to him again, he was so relieved he felt like he could float up into
the air and EXPLODE with joy. But for all his sweet happiness he also felt a sense of urgency- he
was quickly losing his ability to restrain himself around you, like his thoughts and desires had bled
out of his mechanical imagination and into reality, threatening to become true. He just wanted his
hands all over you (in the most pure and impure ways imaginable) and was quickly losing his
resolve. Moon was too, and he’d only met you once. He had no idea what would happen next time
 you two were alone…

Chapter End Notes

For all you Moon lovers- he will be back next chapter! Thank you so much for
reading!
 Finger Paint
Chapter Summary

You play a little prank on Sun. Later, karma catches up on you, leaving you stranded
in the daycare for the night...

Chapter Notes

TWO CHAPTERS in one sitting? You read it right! This was supposed to be one
chapter but then it got so long I had to split it... Prepare for sickly sweet fluff in this
chapter followed by SPICE in the next.

It all started with fucking finger painting.

As expected, you were once more posted as a daycare assistant for the day. You certainly weren’t
used to working quite this directly with kids multiple days in a row, so the exhaustion was starting
to set in now. You just had to keep reminding yourself that tomorrow was your day off.

Sun was certainly thrilled, though, to see you back so soon. The second you were out of eyeshot
from your coworker he scooped you up into a big hug, literally sweeping you off your feet and up
to his height. It was sudden, but somehow you didn’t find yourself startled by it- maybe due to
fatigue, maybe due to you slowly adapting to Sun’s often abrupt affections.

Welcome back (Y/N)! It’s soso soooooooo good to see you again!

He’d seen you less than 24 hours ago and yet he was as excited as someone who hadn’t seen you in
years. You wrapped your arms tight around his torso, partially to return his hug and partially to
keep yourself from feeling like you were about to hurtle straight to the ground… not that he’d ever
let you fall. Despite your exhaustion you couldn’t help but laugh as he spun you around gently. He
nuzzled his faceplate against your head, his soft sun rays tickling your cheeks as he did so. Silently
you wished that that single moment of pure joy could last forever.

“It’s good to see you too, Sun. Now, please, put me down, I’m gonna get sick!”

Someone could have easily seen you- if not within the play area, outside of it. The thought had
caused your body to go rigid in his arms but you tried to play it off with some laughs. He obliged
of course, setting you down gently, but his fingers lingered on your sides for an extra second or two
before he fully removed them. That subtle touch dizzied your mind, definitely more so than any of
his spinning had done.
Wow (Y/N), your heart sure can go FAST ! Fluttery, fluttering like a little bird!

He gently tapped you on the nose.

Better be careful, or it might fly right out of your chest!!

Your whole face burned. There was no way he didn’t know that he was the one causing it. You
crossed your arms and laughed it off, mumbling something about having to go do something,
before pointing in an arbitrary direction. Without looking back you just turned and walked off,
looking for your other coworker to see what you could distract yourself with help with.

It was supposed to be a slow daycare day, so only two daycare assistants were assigned. The two of
you popped the lid off of the craft supplies for the day, and your coworker groaned. Inside were
tons of tiny little plastic tubs with every colour of the rainbow, but no brushes- it was finger
painting day.

“Oh my god this is gonna be such a pain to clean up.” It was the first thought that came to your
head, and you couldn’t stop yourself from vocalizing it. With only two of you (plus Sun, of course)
it was going to be a nightmare to try to get the kids from flinging paint in every single direction
known to man.

“Yeah… thank god I’m not the one closing tonight.” Your coworker shot you a cheeky grin and
you stuck your tongue out at them, causing you both to laugh. They were right, though, in the end
it would be your mess to deal with. Great. Just had to keep focusing on the day of rest you would
get tomorrow.

The kids loved finger painting day. It was one of the few activities that nearly no children would
want to sit out on. The second they started to trickle in they would cheer when Sun told them the
activity of the day. It was honestly adorable, watching him stand by the slide in the ball pit, waiting
to greet all the kids as they came in for the day, like a valet service delivering them to the craft
tables, where you and your coworker were waiting to get them set up with some paper and paint. It
was a good system for the morning- when the kids were done they could have some free time in
the play structures.

Or, well, it was supposed to be a good system. When kids get together they tend to form a hive-
mind that leads them towards chaos. They quickly stopped painting just on paper and quickly
started painting on, well, each other. You knew the paint was non-toxic so it wasn’t too much of
an issue so long as they weren’t eating it or plastering the walls and floor. Surprisingly, Sun
seemed to love it. Multiple kids were running up to him and asking to paint something on him, to
which he always joyfully agreed. He was quickly accumulating tons of tiny little handprints and
squiggles all over, especially on his face plate. Even your coworker was getting in on it- you saw
them sitting down while a few kids went to town drawing whiskers on their cheeks and flowers on
their forehead. Luckily no one had tried to paint on you, yet, and that was just fine with you.

So, finger painting day turned into face painting day. It was just as much fun, if not more- tons of
kids kept asking you to draw things on their face, from rainbows, to unicorns, cats, cars,
superheroes, you name it. It was probably good to get all their energy out now- maybe you’d
actually manage to get them to take a nap time today.
A tap on your shoulder took you out of the daycare strategy meeting you were having in your head.
You turned to see Sun looking like an awful(ly adorable) mess of colours and shapes. One kid had
coloured in his cheeks to look like bright red blush, another had filled in his eyes with blue, and the
rest were completely unintelligible scribbles that covered almost his entire faceplate. Would you
have to take all that off of him? It would certainly take a lot longer than yesterday did…

Miss (Y/N)~ I couldn’t help but NO tice that you don’t seem to have any little paintings on you…
Don’t you want to join in on the FUN ?!

It was so hard not to laugh at him right now. The kids had somehow made him look scarier, at
least to you, but he also looked a little ridiculous. You shrugged your shoulders in response.

“It’s okay, the kids seem to be having all the fun in the world so I’m fine without it!”

He tutted you, placing both hands on your shoulders and steering you straight towards a crafts
table, going off on a rant. You couldn’t stop him even if you wanted to.

Well THAT simply won’t do! Not at all, not in the slightest!! E-very one needs to be having equal
amounts of fun in the daycare at all times, no exceptions, not even for YOU , sunshine!

Wait wait wait… was that a pet name? Did you hear that right? Before you could question or
protest he was pushing you down into one of the kid chairs, far too close to the ground for you to
sit comfortably. Your knees were practically to your chest as Sun crouched right next to you,
picking up a small paint palette.

What are your favourite colours, (Y/N)? If you don’t tell me, I’ll choose for you~

Suddenly bashful, you murmured out your answer and he hummed his approval.

Very good choice, very lovely indeed~!

And then his fingers were on your cheeks, tracing shapes and lines in the colours you had told him.
On your left side, you felt him trace and fill in a star, ever so gently grazing his fingertips over your
skin so as to not pull at it. The paint felt surprisingly nice and cool against your face. When he was
done, he took a second to admire his work, holding your chin with two of his fingers to make sure
it was perfectly done. When he seemed satisfied, you were ready to be done but oh no, he had other
plans. He held your jaw and turned your face again, and started on your right cheek in a light shade
of pink. As he drew he hummed to himself again, a soft and gentle melody that relaxed you to his
touch even if his face was so close to yours, inspecting… Then, finally, he was done. He grabbed a
small hand mirror that was covered in Sun and Moon stickers from the table and held it up to you
show you yourself.

TADA~!
You looked about as red as you felt. But you’d guessed correctly- the left side of your face was
adorned with a lovely star. And on your right cheek… was a large pink heart.

I picked the shapes that made me think of you! Aren’t they neat?

God he was so sweet. How dare someone program someone as thoughtful as this Sun puppet
staring back at you, analyzing your response, hoping he did well. You couldn’t help but grin, not
minding the cheap paint cracking as you did so, and nodded. Words couldn’t describe the lovely,
heavy feeling in your chest that made it impossible to stop smiling. But then, well, you had an idea.

“It’s only fair that I get to draw something on you now, right?”

He paused for a second, his head tilting to the side with a sound not unlike a gear turning.

W-well, yes, I suppose that would be fair, can’t be un fair after all…

“Perfect! Sit still, I have an idea.”

Your idea took no less than two seconds. You grabbed the black paint and drew two small lines
above his eyes, looking like extremely comical angry eyebrows. He already had one eyebrow, but
these were so much more prominent and they just made him look hilarious. You couldn’t stop
yourself, as much as you would’ve loved to draw something cute. It was near impossible to hold
back the giggles.

Well~? What’d ya draw? I wanna see !

He reached for the hand mirror in your lap and you snatched it behind your back, feigning
innocence.

“C’mon trust me, you look great! The kids will love it!”

He certainly didn’t seem… enthused, but he did trust you. Alas, as soon as the kids caught sight of
him, they started to giggle. One or two asked him why he was so angry, much to his confusion. It
only took a few minutes before he returned to you as you knelt down to pick up scattered paint tubs
off the floor.

( Y / N ) . . . what did you do~?

His voice had dropped again- he sounded like Moon. You quickly jumped to your feet, and found
him standing no more than a few inches from you, hunched slightly to get closer to your face. In
one hand he was holding the little hand mirror from earlier- clearly he had seen your handiwork
and was unimpressed. Intimidating was an understatement.

“O-oh, well… I just made you more expressive, is all!” You fumbled with your hands a little,
looking at your feet to avoid his intense blue-painted gaze. He was having none of it.
Naughty girl… Playing pranks is not nice…

He lifted your chin up with his index finger, forcing you to look at him. It was so hard not to
squirm at the sound of his voice, so serious all of a sudden… Maybe a punishment wouldn’t be so
bad after all…

You tried to fumble out an apology, anything to get him to stop looking at you like that. His body
was radiating heat that washed over you in waves- you were almost pressed against him and it was
so hard not to close that distance. It seemed that your exhaustion had really lowered your defences
around Sun. Luckily, a small voice stopped you before you could do anything drastic.

“Ooooooh! Mr. Sun’s mad at Miss (Y/N)!”

Sun’s hand dropped and you looked to see one of the kids, his face painted to match Freddy’s
marks, pointing at you two from the edge of the ball pit. Before other kids could come to stare you
took a good step back from Sun, just barely creating a normal distance between you two. What
were you even supposed say back?

Thank god Sun was programmed for this. He spun his head around and struck a fun little pose.

Never ! Miss (Y/N) is my friend and we NEVER get angry with our friends, right?! That would be
MEAN!

You simply nodded, going along with it. But, before he could skip off to join the kids in the ball
pit, you barely caught a whisper from him:

We’ll continue our little game later~ I’m not done with you yet…

Gulp. The connotations of that were… extremely lewd. You knew that’s probably not what he
meant by that but still it made your whole body ache with need. One single comment from him
made you so hot you had to excuse yourself for a moment, running off to the washrooms to splash
your face with cold water while also carefully avoiding Sun’s little paintings. Your body was so
responsive to him. Was it arousal or shame that you felt? You didn’t know. Part of you felt bad for
what you’d done but the other half was glad you’d gotten to see that side of him again, like what
you’d seen in your dream…

When you finally returned, things were back to normal, like nothing had happened. Near the
middle of the day the kids did, in fact, tucker themselves out, meaning it was finally nap time. And
thank god for that- that meant you and the other daycare assistant got a break.

You all started getting little sleeping bags, pillows, blankets, and plushes ready for all the kids who
seemed to be trying (and failing hard) to pretend like they could stay awake. But, as soon as they
all settled down they were out like little lights. Quite adorable. You waved goodbye to Sun, who
was sitting on top of one of the play structures overlooking all the sleeping kids, and shut off the
lights before closing the door to the locker room.
“Boy, that Sun guy sure is kinda creepy, huh?”

Your fellow daycare assistant tried to prompt conversation as they grabbed their phone out of their
locker.

“He’s a little… overbearing… But he definitely knows how to deal with kids, and that’s enough to
make me like him for making our job easier.”

You flashed them a smile before grabbing your bag and leaving in search of food that was
hopefully not swimming in grease. Likely impossible but hey, you tried. As you reached the top of
the stairs, though, you looked into the daycare to see none other than Moon, perched right where
Sun had been. He spotted you, and shot you a slow little wave that made your stomach turn a little.
You hadn’t seem him since the first time when he tried to… punish you… But that was a while
ago, you had to pull it together. So, you smiled and waved back.

After eating, you decided to return early from your break, and as soon as you entered the daycare
you heard crying in the play area. You rushed to the balcony railing to see what was happening,
before seeing Moon quickly scoop the poor kid up in his arms and start shushing him, calming his
cries. The poor kid was going on about some sort of nightmare, and Moon listened to him patiently
while wrapping a blanket tight around him. You caught a glimpse of something rare, then, as Moon
set the kid down and then sprawled out near the child, before starting to… hum? Sing? It was
difficult to make out at your current distance but he was emitting a very calm little lullaby when the
kid seemed ready to close his eyes again. It warmed your heart. He stayed like that until the kid
nodded off to sleep. Any fear of him you’d felt before completely disappeared, now. He seemed
just as sweet as Sun.

The rest of the day went well! You knew you’d have a mountain of work after closing with all the
little paint splatters everywhere but that was pushed pretty far to the back of your brain considering
what Sun had said about his little game with you… Game of what?

Quick as ever, closing time was upon you and you said goodbye to your coworker, leaving you
alone with Sun. You weren’t sure if Moon had done it but the paint had been perfectly washed off
his face since nap time, which you were thankful for. But he was being oddly cold to you.

“Well… I guess we’d better get to work, huh? The kids completely totaled the place…”

He didn’t say much in response, but did get to work immediately. You hated the silence. After a
while, when you were close to being done, you finally had to break intervene.

“Hey Sun? I’m… really sorry if I made you mad earlier… You seem upset. I’m sorry.”

I’m not… angry.

If he could grit his teeth you know he would be, based on how he sounded. But still, you were
concerned. He wasn’t being himself.

“Oh, sorry, I just assumed! I… Still feel bad, though. I hope you can forgive me?”

You really didn’t know what had gotten into you, but you approached him and hugged him from
behind. Well, if anything, you had to hug his legs. At your height, hugging him properly would
cause your arms to wrap a liiittle too closely around his crotch area, so to play it safe you wrapped
them around his thighs instead. Still weird, but it was a bit better.

Even though he was made of metal under all that silicone, he somehow seemed to relax into your
touch. Whatever toy he had been holding dropped from his grasp and you felt his torso rotate
against your cheek as he turned himself to hug you properly. Unlike his previous hugs, which were
nearly painfully tight, this was loose. His arms rested softly in the dip of your lower back.

It’s okay, sunshine.

There was that damned nickname again- was he trying to stop your heart? Now definitely wasn’t
the time to ask, though. Soon after, he broke away from the hug, and put his hands on his hips,
seeming to return to his normal self.

This doesn’t mean that you’re off the hook, though! Not at all! Our game isn’t done yet!

“And what game is that, Sun?”

Finger painting, silly! You said we had to be fair , but then YOU didn’t play fair! SoooOooo… I
have to get you back! Then it’ll be fair!

“Sun, we already put the painting supplies away, and I have to go home soon…”

He deflated a little bit at that comment- you felt bad, even if you were just stating the truth.

…Please? Can’t you stay a little longer?

He didn’t even have to do puppy dog eyes- his voice did the work for him. He practically jumped
for joy when you inevitably agreed.

“Just give me one quick second- I don't wanna keep wearing this shirt.”

With the nightly cleaning now over with, you went into the locker room- making sure to close the
door this time- and went to get changed. Your work shirt was covered in dried paint so you popped
it into the laundry cart before going to grab your stuff out of your locker. You froze for a second
when it opened, though, cursing under your breath. Your bag was missing- the one that had your
wallet, keys, phone, everything… Panic set in. There was no way you could get home without it.
You quickly threw on the clothes you had strewn along the bottom of the locker that morning-
being a plain skirt and comfortable top- before rushing back out.

Well!!! Are you ready to play ?

“Um, maybe soon, Sun- I lost my bag, and it has everything in it- without it I can’t get home- I
need to find it!”

Your anxiety was palpable but Sun only really hung onto one part of what you had said in
particular.

Well if you can’t get home… that means we’re having a SLUMBER PARTY !! Then we have all
night to play whatever you want! How does that sound, huh? HUH?

You flashed him a nervous smile. He kind of missed the point but he was also right- you couldn’t
get home, the phones were turned off for the evening… what choice did you have? You would
definitely be in trouble if security caught you roaming around after hours, looking for your bag.

“Okay… okay. But if I’m going to stay here, it needs to be in a place without cameras- I’ll get in
trouble if they see me here this late. Do you know anywhere like that?”

He was almost jumping up and down, nodding enthusiastically. Wordlessly, he scooped you up
into his arms bridal style and you saw a thick cord shoot from his back into the rafters of the
daycare. Seconds later, you were both lifted up off the ground and he was swinging- terrified, you
closed your eyes and hugged your arms tight around his neck for fear that you’d plummet right into
the ball pit, which wouldn’t do much to stop your legs from breaking. But then, you both stopped,
and upon opening your eyes you found yourself up on Sun’s balcony, overlooking the whole play
area. He set you down gently and you felt your legs shaking a little, mostly due to the fact that the
platform had no railings. Before you could say anything he grabbed your hand and dragged you
behind the curtains.
 Stay.
Chapter Summary

Your slumber party goes off without a hitch ;)

Chapter Notes

SMUT INCOMING!

Explicit warnings are: fingering, finger sucking, possessiveness, overstimulation.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

You were in… Sun’s room? At least you’d guess it was, since it was where he came from every
morning. You two stood on a little platform above his actual room, and what you saw was, well, a
little unexpected. He had every type of light imaginable in there- lamps, hanging lights, a neon sign
or two- everything. That was fairly normal for Sun. But what wasn’t was that it was strangely… a
little messy? Not terribly so, but seeing as he was obsessed with messes it did strike you as odd.
There were a few toys in there, namely a large doll house with lots of plush toys, a couple of the
big stuffed number cubes the kids liked to stack all the time- stuff like that. There was also,
notably, no bed.

“Uh, Sun… Where could I sleep in here…?”

Oh! Good point! Well, hmm… Give me just a moment!!”

Annnnd he was gone. Off into the daycare he jumped, leaving you alone in the kind of dreary
room. It made you feel a little sad for him- clearly no one ever came up here. It was dusty, and
there were boxes everywhere. Maybe that’s why he was so excited to have company for the night-
he got lonely.

He was back a few minutes later, holding a massive armful of pillows, blankets, sleeping bags, you
name it.

“Sun… you got these from the clean laundry, right?”

Mmhm! Now, come on, let’s make a fort!

And he threw all he was carrying on the ground. Carefully, you two crafted what ended up looking
more like a big nest in the middle of the room. When it was done, you collapsed into the mess of
pillows, finding it surprisingly comfortable despite being placed directly on top of wood flooring.
You sighed in contentment.
Now stay just like that!!! Don’t move! I’ll be right back- again!

You hear him jump off his balcony but you don’t look, far too captivated by your own comfort.
You didn’t realize how badly your body had needed rest. When he returned you were almost half
asleep.

Nuh-uh! No sleeping until we finish our game!

With a groan, you propped yourself up on your elbows, raising an eyebrow at him. He was
crouched by your feet, his arms behind his back. Then he pulled his arms from behind him,
presenting you with a single small palette of finger paint from earlier. Oh. Right. You’d almost
forgotten.

Now be GOOD and just stay still for me, okay?

You were too tired to argue. Once more you laid back, and he started first on one of your arms. It
felt oddly soothing- his soft touches and the cold paint made you relax a little. When he was done,
he waited for you to look. He’d drawn a large picture on your forearm of you and him, outside,
holding hands while surrounded by flowers. Adorable, but not what you were expecting.

“I thought you were trying to get back at me for drawing something naughty?” You couldn’t help
but slip that word in there, needing to be a little cheeky even when you were so close to being fully
unconscious.

Hmmm… you’re right! I’ll need more space though!!

He moved, then, but you shut your eyes, waiting to feel his fingers graze up your other arm. You
gasped and sat up abruptly when you felt something cool touch your exposed thigh.

You okay?! Did I spook ya???

You swallowed, thinking of what to say back. He was innocently tracing little shapes in various
colours along your thigh, his face dangerously close to your flesh so he could focus on his work.
You had to remind yourself that he was programmed to play, and that’s what he was doing- not
trying to get into your pants.

“N-no, it’s… fine…”

You slowly laid back down, and he continued. As he filled up space he kept moving higher and
higher, working you up more and more until finally he was under the hem of your skirt, his fingers
dancing gently across your skin. You had to cover your face with your hands to stop yourself from
revealing how deep your blush was. It was near impossible the closer he got to your panties.

Then, you felt something shift below you. You felt a weight on your calves- was he straddling
you? Then something pressed into the blankets near your shoulder. You were too bashful to look
until you feel several soft pokes at your cheeks and nose.

HelL ooooooo ? Earth to (Y/N)???? Are you okay up here???

You left your hands on your face but parted your fingers to look between them, seeing him leaning
over you, his faceplate tilted in concern.

“O-oh, I’m fine, really! I’m just… It just tickled a little, that’s all!”

You didn’t know what to do with your hands, so you left them by your face. Maybe he wouldn’t
notice how red you are- you silently begged him not to mention your body temperature or heart rate
again.

Hmm~ I don’t think so! Be CAUSE … when you get tickled, you sound like THIS !

And he was on you- fingers trailing all over your torso, dancing down your ribs, turning you into a
wheezing, yelling mess below him. You tried to struggle but he had your legs pinned down with his
weight and your arms do nothing in trying to push him off of you. You thrashed so much that you
didn’t even notice your shirt lift up, nor the fact that his fingers were touching your bare skin until
you felt them graze over the band of your bra. That’s when you noticed- he’d stopped tickling, and
was now cautiously trailing fingers up and down your torso. Fuck. You felt something warm coil in
your lower stomach.

“What are you… doing?” You were frozen, your arms still on his chest from when you were trying
to push him off. His fingers stilled.

Exploring… I-is that okay?

He was doubting himself, asking for permission- giving you a choice. You could give in now- and
you knew you wanted to- or you could stop his… advances. Pros and cons weighed heavy in your
head before you remembered- you were safe, here. There were no cameras, no one to catch you,
just you and Sun. So, you nodded. You had nothing to lose.

Still being careful, he started lifting your shirt up slowly, savouring every inch of skin he got to see
up close. Unable to help himself, he starts rambling again.

Look at you… so soft, beautiful, sososoo warm…~

His muttering was almost unintelligible but it made you tremble with want. When your shirt
reached your shoulders you helped him by yanking it off fully, losing it somewhere in the mess of
his room, not that it mattered. Everything outside of the safe little nest you two had built was
irrelevant now; all that mattered was the two of you.

The tips of his fingers cautiously outlined the shape of your bra, and you were such a blushing mess
that you don’t know what to do other than let your arms rest above your head, waiting to see what
he would do next. Gently he wrapped one hand around your breast, squeezing softly, clearly loving
the way they felt and fit into his hand perfectly. More than that, though, he seemed to love the soft
noise it elicited from you.

You are a treasure .

His voice was a gentle whisper, but the emotion behind those words was enough to nearly move
you to tears. It was clear that he wasn’t just exploring your body- he was revering it, appreciating
every single bit of you.

Then he was back to running his hands along your skin. He got off of your legs, sitting next to you
on his knees, and ran his fingertips from your ankle, up your calf muscle, over your knee, and up
your thigh, once more taking a moment to give them a generous squeeze. He just loved the feeling
of you in his hands. You wanted to touch him too but you were almost scared it would make him
stop and at this point you needed him to keep going. The slow build-up his feather-light touches
were going to make you explode.

He hooked his fingers in the waistband of your skirt and yanked, almost ripping it off of you,
leaving you nearly as exposed as you were to him the first time you two properly met. Then he
caressed your hips, marvelling at their shape. He particularly loved the little marks dotting your
hips and upper thighs, tracing along them as he hummed ample praise. You were so…detailed. In
all the most beautiful ways. He was captivated.

Then, he finally moved on to the part that had eluded him the most. He wrapped his fingers around
one thigh and softly pushed, getting you to spread your legs for him. You acquiesced, albeit shyly,
as he repositioned himself between them, fingers now rubbing soft circles up your inner thighs.
One of his hands went up to trace the hem of your panties, making you let out a small gasp.

C-can I… see?

He almost sounded out of breath. All caution was out the window now, and you nodded. He
gingerly lifted your hips up before yanking your underwear from your body, his excitement was
clear in how little he could control himself. Your bra came next- he picked you up with one hand
supporting your upper back while the other almost expertly undid its clasp and then it, too, became
another piece of discarded fabric outside of your little nest. Now you were bare for him- fully, this
time. Once more you went to cover your chest but he stopped you, firmly pinning your wrists to
your side as he hovered over you, taking in every inch of your flesh.

Perfect perfect soso pretty and warm and…

He couldn’t stop himself. All you could do was lay there and take the praise, bashfully looking up
at him. Then his hands were moving again, kneading at your chest, experimenting. One fingertip
slid over your nipple, and your eyes widened, biting back a moan. Then he pinched, gently, and
you let the noise escape. He loved it. One hand continued to tease your nipple while the other
snaked down your belly and started rubbing small circles up your inner thigh. Your breath
quickened the higher he got. Before he could actually get to work on your clit, you grabbed him,
pulling him into the closest thing you two could manage to a kiss. You pressed your lips against
him and he murmured in surprise, grabbing your hip to pull your body closer to his, the other hand
that was working on your chest now reaching up to tangle in your hair. It’s not that he was taking
too long, you just needed something, anything to get you closer to release. You were desperate.
While he could spend the entire night experimenting just to elicit any and all possible noises from
you- in fact, he would love to- you were finally feeling everything you had been holding back for
this animatronic for nearly as long as you’d known him and you needed him. Lust, adoration,
excitement, fear, all of it wrapped into one overbearing mixture that guided your confidence in
taking his hand and leading it down further, lower… Until you rested his index and middle finger
on your clit, moaning through your kiss at the feeling.

You pulled back to look at him, then. Before you could say anything he rubbed one little circle
around it, and instead of words all that escaped you was a moan. You held nothing back in volume,
now, and your head lolled back against your pillow as he experimented with his fingers.

Good girl… such beautiful little noises, so good, so eager for me… You’re all mine~

While he rubbed soft, lazy circles that just teased you at the edge of orgasm, another finger
explored further down, pushing against your hole. You moaned at the intrusion, but all motions
stopped short nearly a second later.

I want to hear you say it~ Say you’re mine , ALL mine for me to play with like such a good little
doll~

You barely had the strength to prop yourself up to look at him, but you did, embarrassment
flushing your cheeks. He was certainly just as vocal as you had expected, but somehow you hadn’t
been expecting him to make you talk. When you hesitated, he quickly swiped a finger over your
clit, making your whole body tremble.

Come oooooonnn~

“I’m… yours, Sun. A-all yours. Pl-ease, don’t stop…”

He let out a small chuckle at your words and quickly continued, now using two fingers to fill you
up while his thumb worked on your most sensitive spot. You couldn’t help it- moans fell easily
from your lips and you were somehow already so close to your tipping point. For days and days
you had been dreaming about this in secret and now that it was really happening, you didn’t want it
to stop…

Fuck, his fingers were big. They were just as exploratory as ever, wanting to fill and stretch you as
much as possible. His other hand lifted one of your spread legs up to rest around his hips for a
better angle, gripping your thighs nearly hard enough to bruise. You would have loved to be all
over him, too, but all the pleasure he was giving you made you unable to do anything but lay there
and take it. Your arms were resting softly above your head and as you got closer and closer to your
climax you hid your face underneath one of them, trying to obscure how adorably pitiful you
looked just from what he was doing with one hand.

Oh no doll, that won’t do at all~

He sung, pushing your arm out of the way and resting a hand softly on your cheek. His thumb
rubbed soft little circles along the skin before moving to your lips, running over the soft flesh
absent-mindedly as he effortlessly ruined you. He certainly didn’t expect your lovely lips to part
for him, nor for you to take his thumb into your mouth and suck… But when you did, you heard
his voice glitch in what you assumed to be very foul language for such a sweet animatronic to
spout. That motivated you- you took his full digit in your mouth, and it nearly grazed the back of
your throat despite being just his thumb. You opened your mouth slightly, juuuust enough for him
to see you swirl your tongue around his finger, before starting to suck again, bobbing your head up
and down to get all of it. Besides the glitches in his voice box, he once more sounded like an
overheating laptop watching you take his finger in his mouth like a good little slut.

̴ ̸ ̸ ̸ ̶ ̸y̸o̵u̷ ̶a̷r̴e̷ ̶s̷o̶o̷o̵ ̷p̶r̸e̴t̸t̷y̸ ̶f̸o̸r̴ ̵m̴e̷,̸ ̵d̶o̴l̴l̶.̸.̴.̷ ̸s̴o̵ ̸l̷o̷v̶e̸l̸y̵ ̷a̷n̷d̵ ̷f̴i̸l̴t̶h̷y̴,̸ ̵a̸l̸l̴ ̷m̷i̴n̸e̸,̴ ̵m̷i̶n̴e̸m̴i̸n̵e̶m̶i̴n̵e ̴M̵I̴N̴ E̴.̴.̵.̸

He pulled his thumb out of your mouth only to immediately replace it with his index and middle
finger, effectively fucking your mouth as he probed as deep as you would allow, relishing the little
gags and cries that would vibrate along his digits when he went a bit too far. You couldn't hold
yourself back anymore- the friction on your clit was intoxicating and his fingers were all working
to push you off the edge. You finally reached your peak and you practically felt your vision go
white as wave upon wave of pleasure overtook your body, spreading a dizzying warmth all
throughout you as he continued to use your holes as he saw fit. You couldn’t control the noises you
made around his fingers- maybe you’d screamed his name, or tried to, but all that came out were
desperate moans and whines that made him feel like he could short circuit right there and then.
And then, your body went limp, your nerves completely frazzled.

…But he didn’t stop. He, of course, didn’t exactly know what he had just done, and wasn’t quite
done playing with you. It took your body a second to register that he hadn’t stopped before it felt
like it went up in flames, like you could feel every nerve in your body reacting to the brutal pace
with which his fingers pushed into you with. Your legs twitched uncontrollably and you thrashed
again, your desperate moans now turning to screams as he did not relent. You tried to tell him to
stop but instead he slipped another finger into your mouth, making the task impossible.

̵ ̠ ̈́ ͙ḧ́ h̸ ̩ ̃ .̷ ̩ ̋ .̸̴ ̳ ͊ ͝.͈ .̸ ̹ ̴ ̻ doll, you’ll get us both in trouble if you scream like that for me… as much as I adore
̈́ ̴ͅ ̔ ̸ ̣ ͛ s̸ ͎ ̽ h̷ ̫ ͆ h̸ ̩ ̽ h̷ ̫ ͝ h̸
it…

You were powerless to stop him. Your legs clamped desperately around his waist as he ravaged
your overly sensitive body. Eventually, your screams gave way to moans once more, once your
body had grown accustomed to the unforgiving pace he had set. When that happened, he finally
pulled his fingers from your mouth- well, not before hearing you gag on them one more time.

My messy little doll… messymessymessy…

 He was chiding you, inspecting the mess of saliva on his fingers and your chin. With the ribbon
around his wrist he cleaned your face off, and all you could do was whimper pitifully in response.
He slipped another finger inside of you, completely filling you with himself, and you cried out,
much to his pleasure. It was like he couldn’t decide if he wanted you to scream or to try to be quiet.
He liked both.

Your arms, which previously had been limp above your head, now desperately reached up to touch
his faceplate, playing with his sun rays. His fingers twitched inside you as he let out a string of
glitches that you wish you could understand.

̿ ̸ ͎ ͋ ̴ͅ ̿ ̴ ̪ ̶ ̟ ͂ ̷ ̪ ̴ ̬ ̢ ̷ ̀ ̓ ̶ ͖ ̐ ̷ ͍ ̶̛ ͜ ̩ ͗ ̶ ͐ ̷̧ ̴ ̏ ̡ s̵̶͆ ̥ ̈ u̵͎ ͝ n̵͍ s̶͗ ͕ h̷͆ ̹ ̈́ i̲ ̍ ̱n̷ ̾ e̷ ̪ ͠ ̴ ͓ ̓ ̸ ͖ ̵ ̥ ̇ ̉ ̵̌ ͈ ̸ ̡̋ ̷̥ ̵ ̮ ̵ ̜ ̉ ̒ ̴ ̠ ̃ ̵ ̲ ̢ ̵ ́ ̵̍ ̗ ̈́ ͜ ̵ ̵̎ͅ …

̴̚ ̙

The more you played with them, the more he was unable to continue his motions, making you
desperate for him to keep going. It seemed you finally found your energy again as you took
advantage of his weakened state to roll over, taking him with you, so that you were straddling one
of his legs with his fingers still inside of you. His thumb was resting on your clit and you
desperately bucked against his hand for friction, unable to stop yourself when you felt how good it
made you feel. You rode his fingers, your hands tangled in his sun rays as you rained kisses down
all over his faceplate, neck and chest. The sounds coming out of him could not be healthy for an
animatronic, but you didn’t care. You were desperate to cum again. His one free hand moved to
rest on your hip, helping guide you up and down on his other hand at a pace you couldn’t manage
all by yourself. Before you realized it your climax had snuck up on you, coiling deep within you as
Sun continued to whine and glitch right in your ear, begging between the sounds for you to keep
going.

̆ ̶ ̩ ̿ ̵ ̬ ̈́ ̴ ̯ ̒ ̵ ̹̈́ ̶ ̙ ͋ P ̜ A
̴ ̼ ̿ E̷
̸ ͉ ͠ L̶ ̶ ̑ ͕ ͊ ̪ pleaseplease keepgoingmygood ͠ D̷
̭ ́ ̐ ͅS̶ E̵ ̵͕ ͛ O
̫ ͜L ̴ ͆ ̼ ̕ ̧ ̦ ͐ ̷ ḋ̷o̺ ̒ n̸ ͓ ̛ ’̷̴ ͚ ͋ ̥ts̷̶͆ ̣ t̕ ͚ ̃ ̢ o̸̶ ̋ ̧p̛͜ d̴ on’tstop you’re doing sooo well ̋ ̸̆ ̜ ̷ ̲ ̴ ̅ ̥̌ ̵ ̂ ͓ ̷ ̯̇ ̷͙
̴͑ L̵
̈ ̶ ̨ ̵ ̮ ̉ ̵̕ ̭

In mere seconds you were a shuddering mess on top of him, your walls clenching hard around his
fingers as he tried to keep rubbing your clit, guiding you gently through your second orgasm.
Without realizing you were also now senselessly babbling his name alongside every curse word
you knew as your body shuddered with each wave of pleasure. Eventually you slowed down, your
body giving out on top of him as you practically collapsed onto his chest. He carefully removed his
fingers from you before hugging you tightly to him, trying to get a handle on his voice box again to
tell you how good you were. The whirring seemed much louder than usual, but within the time it
took you to catch your breath the sound mostly died down to a faint purr underneath you. Your
whole body was shaking on top of him, now truly having depleted any and all energy within you.
His fingers started tracing little circles along your back, up by your shoulder blades, relaxing you to
the point that you were quickly on the brink of sleep. Your eyes were barely open when he finally
spoke again.

You were so good for me sunshine… SO so good, so-

And then you were asleep.

You awoke suddenly in the night, as if your body finally realized where you were and what had
happened all at once. You had no idea what time it was- it could be the middle of the day, for all
you knew. You struggled in what felt like a cocoon of blankets that were wrapped around you,
before realizing- it was pitch black.

Tsk. You were sleeping s o o o soundly, so very preciously, until n o w …

From across the room, two red pinpricks bored into your skull. Before you could react or reply,
your eyes adjusted to see him holding something out to you in the darkness. Your bag.

“My bag?? Wow, Moon where did you find it?! I was so worried I completely lost it!”

Your voice was dry with sleep but your surprise was still hard to contain. Did he go out and find it
for you while you slept?

In the lost and found…

“Ah. Yeah, I guess that makes sense. Still, thank you so much!” You stood up to grab it from him,
before realizing how still utterly unclothed you were under all those blankets. For a split second
you’re bare before him until you scramble to cover any part of you with a blanket. That spectacle
earned a low giggle from him.

Once you were decent you took your bag from him, taking out your phone to check the time. It was
just after two in the morning, meaning the doors were still locked, meaning… You were stuck with
Moon. It kind of hit you, then, the strangeness of the moment- you went to literally having Sun’s
fingers inside of you to awkwardly sitting with technically the same (but very different)
animatronic, now feeling like total strangers. It’s not like you two ever really talked before. Then
you realized- Moon may not even want you here at all right now.

“I… hope I’m not intruding at all? I can leave, if you want to be alone… I’m sure it was a bit of a
shock waking up and finding someone in your ro-”

Nonsense. Sun wanted you here- we wanted you here… S t a y.

You certainly didn’t expect that response. But still, you worried. You didn’t want Moon to feel
obligated to deal with you just because Sun wanted to… play with you.

Moon saw you there in the dark, sitting up in your little nest of pillows and blankets, and could see
your brows furrowed with worry and confusion. Endearing. He picked himself up from his sitting
position to scuttle over to you in a way you could only describe as a little disturbing, before
stopping in front of you. You could barely see a thing before you felt fingers twirling a few pieces
of your hair idly.

You have nothing to worry about, nothing at all… So many worries in that pretty little head…
You felt butterflies and that same silly blush- like a schoolgirl with a crush- creeping up to your
cheeks. Something about the way he spoke relaxed you, making you feel like you could curl right
back up and go to sleep again… But you couldn’t, not yet! You never got any time to see Moon,
and now that he wasn’t trying to bend you over his knee as much as you wouldn’t mind now you
felt like you should make up for lost time. So, before you succumbed to exhaustion, you blurted out
the first thing in your head to try to talk, at least a little.

“I saw you earlier, with the kids during nap time. You’re really good with them. It’s… a shame you
can’t see them very often.”

He stopped fiddling with your hair, pulling back a bit, thinking. His head was rotating left to right
again, the sound of gears turning filling the air as he processed.

N o . . . They… fear me. Like you feared me…

He sounded… sad? You felt a pang of sadness for him. You weren’t sure how he would feel about
a hug so you held off on one, at least for now.

“Well, I’m not scared of you now, am I?”

With that he leaned right into your face, rotating his head all the way around while holding his
hands up with twitching fingers, like he was trying to be terrifying. His voice somehow dropped
further in pitch.

A r e n ‘ t y o u . . .?

“…Nope.”

Unable to stop yourself, you gently tapped his nose with your finger, like Sun had done numerous
times to you now. He stopped, thinking, again, before letting out a long, gravelly laugh and
dropping his hands.

Very well … I suppose you are not…

You nodded with a small laugh. The first time you’d met you didn’t expect him to be so… sweet.
A little unsettling, sure! But nowhere near scary.

Regardless… I think it’s past your bed time…

“No way… I don’t have a bedtime, I’m an adult…” Even as you spoke your fatigue wore down on
you, drawing your vowels out a little too long.

Adults still need to sleep, (Y/N)…

Him saying your name in that voice of his sent a shiver straight down your spine. Damn him. But
before you could protest a yawn escaped your lips and you felt your body being pulled over to him,
your limbs feeling heavier than usual. He sat himself cross-legged and nestled you perfectly down
into the wide gap between his legs so that you were laying on your side. Hardly conscious, you felt
him gently lift your head up and slide a small pillow underneath you for support. He was just as
warm as Sun, not helping your fight for consciousness in the slightest. And then… he sung. Like
earlier, with the child, but a different melody- sweeter, slower than your average lullaby. You
couldn’t make out the words but his voice was beautiful. His speaking voice was harsher than
Sun’s, but his singing was as smooth and soft as velvet wrapping around you, making you feel so
safe. One of his hands moved up to play with your hair, smoothing it almost like he was petting
you. Right before you felt sleep overtake you, though, there was one thing you had to say, properly
this time.

“Mm… Moon? I’mm…. mmsorry fer kicking you…”

The lullaby paused, replaced by one of his classic guttural little laughs.

S l e e p , starlight...

And sleep you did- so deeply you didn’t even dream. You probably could’ve slept like that all day,
until you started to feel something gently prodding your nose repeatedly.

…-ke up~ wake up~ wake up, (Y/N)~

Sun was singing happily to himself as he struggled to get you to wake up. You let out a little groan,
rubbing the sleep from one of your eyes as he picked you up out of his lap to hug you close.

Gooo od morning, sunshine~! Boy, you sure had a good rest- that makes me veryvery VERY glad
to see! Have to take good care of yourself, after all!!

He paused, taking a moment to watch you let out a yawn. He thought you were just so cute.

Well~ did you have a good slumber party?!

Your laugh was dry this early in the morning, but it still made him so happy to hear. Good was an
understatement, but all you could muster at the time was a small affirmative noise as you sat up,
still nestled within his lap, leaning your back against his front. Either him or Moon- maybe both-
had really sat still all night, holding you. You stretched your arms up, letting out a light moan as
you did, your back resting gently against his front. You once more had clearly forgotten how
completely exposed you were, and only remembered when you heard that familiar whirring sound
coming from Sun’s voice box. You quickly scrambled to cover yourself with a blanket before
things could get out of hand again…

“What time is it, Sun??”

 Oh, let’s see it’s… 5:54:23 right about now! You’re sure up early!

“Oh, that’s perfect! I’m really sorry, Sun, but I have to go-”

What? No stay, stayplease, I’ll miss you too much!

You barely avoided his iron grip as you jumped up, taking the blanket with you. While he rattled
on about how much he’d miss you- so much he could die- you picked up the clothing that littered
the floor, putting them on as you went.

“Sun I’m so sorry but I have to go- if I leave now no one will see me leave, then I won’t get in
trouble, and theeeen… maybe we could… do this again?”

That shut him up real quick, as he hopped to his feet to spin you around and around in a tight hug.

Yaaaay! Yes please, would like that very very much!

He put you down after several spins, and you leaned up to give him a peck on the cheek before
making your daring escape.

“See you soon, Sunny!”

And then, you were gone. If he had a heart, it would’ve exploded right then.

Chapter End Notes

Hope you enjoyed ;) I thought it would be strange to take the relationship with Moon
straight to smut since, yknow, reader hasn't talked to them much. But it WILL happen.
Just has to feel organic. ALSO I want to give Moon the biggest hug.

Thank you for reading! <3

 Well-Intentioned Mischief
Chapter Summary

Your day off gives you no time to not think about everyone's favourite daycare
attendant. Meanwhile, Sun and Moon (but like 80% Moon) hatch a little plan to make
sure they get as much time alone with you as possible.

Chapter Notes

Sorry for not updating for a few days! School has started up for me again and it is
BUSY. I will absolutely still be posting chapters for this, don't you worry- I have the
next few planned out, with a possible ending eventually that I need to hammer out! I'll
do my best to post whenever I can!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Your day off was wholly unremarkable. Laundry, cleaning, grocery shopping- all mundane tasks
that were, unfortunately, necessary for survival. You would have loved nothing more than to see
your friends or to do something interesting with your day, but a full week of working with or at
least near children had absolutely drained you (not to mention your little games with Sun). All you
had the energy for were the basics.

It certainly didn’t help, however, that your brain kept drifting to Sun and Moon and the time you’d
spent with the two of them. It was hard not to think of their lingering touches, of Sun’s fingers on
and in you, exploring, prodding, using… It made you feel so overwhelmed that you almost
dropped your bag of groceries on your way out when you saw a poster advertising the pizzaplex, as
allll your little memories with the daycare attendant came flooding back.

But now, sitting alone on your couch and staring at a television screen projecting images you
weren’t even processing, you had time to consider more serious issues. Their presences dizzied
you, made your heart flutter like a bird and your stomach fill with butterflies- all of the cliché
symptoms associated with love. But, well, they weren’t exactly… human. It certainly threw a
wrench in all of the positive feelings associated with them. They made you feel things way beyond
physical pleasure- both of them made you happy, made you laugh and relax in a way you found
rare in your every day life- yet, you were unsure if they could feel anything , at least in the way
you did. In all previous relationships you’d ever been in, there was always that weird period at the
start in which you question what you are to the other person and how serious their intentions were.
You felt similarly now, but with so many more external questions. He was an animatronic, does he
even know what a relationship is? Morally, should you even pursue it?

These questions were too big. The most important question, at the moment, was why they was
doing what he was. They treated you differently than all the other adults they interacted with, and
you wanted to know why. At some point, somehow, you would have to have a serious talk with
Sun. More than that, too, you’d have to spend a lot more time with Moon… You weren’t even sure
if he was interested in you the way Sun seemed to be. So much to do… and yet, you were excited
despite your anxiety, giddy at the prospect of getting either of them alone again. It would be hard to
keep your hands to yourself and just talk next time you were near one of them.

That evening, as you were daydreaming at home, both Sun and Moon had a lot that they wanted to
get done. Overnight, Sun would usually stay in his room or Moon would explore the service
tunnels and stretch his legs a little, but tonight they had a mission. If you were going to be in their
room more, you needed to be comfortable, and they would stop at nothing to make that happen. Of
course they couldn’t quite procure a bed but they could certainly nick a few things here and there
that could help.

Moon took the task on himself. Sun wasn’t a huge fan of leaving the daycare, after all, and Moon
was much better at avoiding the security guards and other animatronics who would undoubtedly
question him running around with an armful of blankets. He picked up anything that was soft and
plush enough for you to sleep on: a collection of daycare sleeping bags and mats, pillows,
blankets… He even stole acquired a few oversized sweaters from the gift shop with the ten minutes
he had every hour when the lights were off. Most of his spoils were found in the laundry area
though, which, luckily for Moon, was underground and thus just dark enough for him to be out for
an extended period of time. As he crept along the underbelly of the pizzaplex, Sun was quite
literally making a mental note of any and all things that you may like, like a shopping list for
Moon. They made a formidable team when they worked together.

What a silly girl she is. I wonder why she doesn’t fear me…

It was an impulse to think such a thing for Moon- he didn’t intend for Sun to respond, he simply
wanted to ponder why you, of all people, should not be scared away by him. He was used to the
response in others- some children would cry at the mere sight of him, no matter how quiet or gentle
he was with them. It was simply a fact he had accepted that no matter what he did, people would
never like him as much as Sun. But you- you seemed scared the first time, of course, but in truth
he’d had no idea how to act around adults then, so he acted impulsively, both on his programming
to seek out those not sleeping when the lights are out and on Sun’s strong desire to touch you. Plus,
maybe he wanted a little fun for himself. Yet, despite that… You didn’t cry when you saw him,
didn’t flee. You showed concern for him, both about his programming and then about your
presence when you’d woken up the previous night. He was not used to such kindness.

She’s NOT silly!

If Moon could, he would have rolled his eyes at that comment. Of course he hadn’t meant it like
that. You just… perplexed him. Not unlike the way you did Sun, but for different reasons. One
thing was certainly the same for both of them, though- they were an animatronic made to care for
people, and were not at all used to being cared for, touched gently, apologized to- yet you did,
despite having no obligation to. Moon found it confounding, frustrating, and, well… sweet. As he
thought, his mind wandered to the expression you held in your sleep, the sound of your soft
breathing, and how soft the hair that he gently ran his fingers through was as you had cuddled
closer against him. He couldn’t help but want more. Sure, he could see what you and Sun had
done, but he himself couldn’t feel it as he had not been in control then- like waking up from a
dream with all the memories but none of the physical feelings. The red lights in his eyes brightened
and flickered slightly as he recalled the sight of you under Sun, a blushing mess as he explored
your body. He wanted his turn.

If you really want to see her more… well… I supPOSE you could… I-if only to be fair !

I would love nothing more. If she would have me…

She will! Swear it! We can also just ask , silly~ BUT I still want to see her every morning when she
wakes up!!

Moon chuckled, a low grumble resonating from his chest plate. Sun always was a little greedy,
almost possessive… But relinquishing any time with you to him was a great kindness. He certainly
had his moments.

Very well…

There was a small issue that was still in the way, though- every day there was no guarantee you
would be working with them in the daycare. The distress it caused Sun every time he didn’t see
you walk through those doors was extremely exhausting for them, and fixing said issue would
overall mean more time with you for both of them. Moon was patient, but Sun was not in the
slightest- they needed a way to make sure they could have you all to themselves whenever they
pleased.

Luckily, Moon had a devious idea- one involving a computer, a lot of lying, and a little email to the
boss of the daycare. It would not be too difficult, certainly seeing as said boss didn’t seem to care
much at all for her position. As soon as he had finished setting up their room for you, Moon
returned to the basement, to the same computer he had used previously. Sun was, understandably,
hesitant to let him near the device again, but was enticed with the guarantee of more time with you,
should Moon’s plan pan out properly. Sun may not like lying, but his need for you outweighed his
ethical considerations. So, with less protestations from his other half, he got to work for the night.

Sure enough, his plan went perfectly. As soon as you walked into the daycare on your next
morning in you were called to your boss’ office. Instantly you were reminded of the last time this
had happened, causing paranoia to sit deep and heavy within your gut as you made the short walk
over to her little corner of the daycare. You were genuinely prepared to be fired right then and
there, convinced that someone had seen something on the security footage the previous night. Sun
wasn’t exactly subtle in getting you into his room, after all. You silently prayed you could at least
avoid a lawsuit.

“Well, (Y/N), I have some good news for you!”

…? Not what you were expecting when you sat down. In fact, you weren’t sure you had ever heard
her sound this close to excited. It wasn’t wholehearted, you could tell, but it was at least a nice
change of pace. You raised an eyebrow at her, waiting for her to continue.

“I got an email from corporate this morning with a couple proposed changes for the daycare,
including a new position, which I recommended you for. Gonna be kind of a pain to send notice to
everyone, but effective immediately, you’re our new assistant daycare attendant. Congrats!”

Assistant daycare attendant? What? What did that even mean? Due to how dumbfounded you were,
your reaction was able to convey genuine surprise.

“Oh.. wow! Uh… thank you! What does that mean, exactly?”

“Right- basically, corporate thought that having someone work alongside the daycare animatronic
might help keep it from getting damaged or having it’s circuits fried, and also help the kids from
being… unsettled, by it. Apparently they’ve had too many complaints about kids not being able to
sleep, or something. Anyways, what that means for you specifically is you’re gonna be working in
the play area every day, and closing it every night.”

Your eyebrows shot up at that. Sun and Moon were going to love that. It took every ounce of focus
not to imagine all the time you would have with them to do anything you wanted after hours.

“Your main focus is on the… patrons, but your second is on the animatronic- assessing its
performance, how kids react to it, stuff like that, which you’ll report back to me every so often.
Anything happens, or you have ideas to make the animatronic better for the kids? Let me know.
Corporate doesn’t wanna waste money and reputation decommissioning it after the whole Bonnie
incident, but they’ll for sure upgrade it as much as possible… Since it’s not the same as the other
animatronics, they have more room for experiments, I guess. If you ask me, I think it’s just plain
creepy, but what do I know.”

You wished she would just stop talking, but you also had no idea what to say in response. All you
could do was splutter out a sound of surprise and a small thank you in the end, which seemed to
satisfy her.

“Yeah, you seemed to like working with the kids and are the only one not totally freaked out by the
attendant, so I knew you’d be a good fit… Oh! They also wanted me to give you this.”

She held a little blue and orange box out to you, one you recognized from the gift stores. It was… a
Fazwatch? Before you could question it, she went on.

“It’s a modified watch for employees, so you can be in contact with your coworkers and
maintenance staff at any time, even while playing with the kids. Corporate thought it was a good
idea since if anything happens and you need maintenance or first aid in the daycare quick then you
wouldn’t have to rush to the security desk.”

It made sense, sure, but it felt so out of nowhere. You accepted the watch but left it in the box, not
quite ready to put it on yet. All the information she had just thrown at you was trying and failing to
sink into your brain.

“You’ll have a couple days to adjust to the new responsibilities before you’re all in, but that’s the
gist of it. I can also just send it to you in an email to the watch, if you want.”

You nodded, still a little speechless. With that she dismissed you from her office, giving you barely
any time to get ready for the day and to process what had just happened. You hadn’t been with the
company too long, yet here you were- promoted (?) to a new job title already. It felt… Good.
Mostly because of the excitement it bubbled within you at the prospect of seeing Sun and Moon
every day. You couldn’t wait to give Sun the good news. He might actually explode. You made
your way to the staff locker rooms to get ready.

Today, unlike the other days, Sun was waiting for you and your coworkers to come in. He had
been sitting in one of the play structures, and at the sound of the door opening he immediately
scrambled down the slide to greet you all.

Hello friends~! Gooooood morning! Hope you’re ready to get today’s show on the road!!!

It took all your energy not to run up to him, to give him a big hug, and to tell him the good news
right off the bat. But, well… You still had to act normally, to not arouse suspicion from your
coworkers. It was agonizing, even since just the sight of him prompted memories that made your
heart race. Unfortunately, though, animatronics are not trained in the art of tact.

Before you could even start unpacking today’s activity boxes, you felt a small tap on your
shoulder. You turned around to face whoever it was, only to immediately be scooped off the
ground and into a massive hug by two familiar strong arms. Before you could react you felt the soft
fabric of the ruffles around his neck grazing your cheek.

(Y/N)! I missed you yesterday!! Hope you didn’t have tooooo much fun without me !

From over his shoulder you saw one of your coworkers staring, clearly confused and almost a
little…scared? When your eyes locked, he shot you a hesitant thumbs up, as if to ask, “you okay?”.
You nodded back at him with a nervous smile, shrugging as much as you could in your position in
a desperate attempt to convey the idea that you had no idea what was happening or why he was
acting this way.

“H-hi Sun! Yesterday was my day off, and of course I didn’t have any fun without you, I mostly
just did chores, and… ah! I, um, really need to get to work now, Sun… Could you please…”

You were so thankful that his back was turned to your coworkers so that they couldn’t see one of
his hands dipping adventurously under the hem of your shirt as he held you, unable to resist. You
used your hands on his shoulders to lean back and look at him, shooting him a pleading look that
seemed to do the trick. Though of course, he let out a very dramatic, very reluctant sigh.

If I must… it’s soso hard to keep my hands off my little sunshine… Especially when she gets all red
like that!

He gently pinched one of your cheeks, making you notice just how much they were nearly burning
under his touch. Please let your coworkers not be eavesdropping. Please. He’d lowered his voice to
speak now but he was just barely under regular speaking volume. You knew you had to stop this
before any kids got here, it would just be inappropriate…

“A-ah, um, you… probably shouldn’t touch me so much while I’m working, Sun…”

If he could emote, his face would have dropped, you just knew it. Somehow you’d gotten so
attuned to his non-verbal reactions that you could notice the little droop of his shoulders when
you’d spoken.

“… But it’s your lucky day, because I just found out that I’m going to be working with you every
day from now on! And not just that, I’ll also close every night! And then, well, you can… touch
me as much as you’d like.”
You could barely get the last bit out in your embarrassment. For a split moment you swore you
heard that whirring sound coming from him, before he seemed to pull himself together and react
properly to the news. You were right. He was absolutely thrilled. With a loud, gleeful yes! he threw
his arms into the air, rotating his head around so fast you were nearly certain he could fly off
should he look upwards. That got your coworkers attention again, but you didn’t care this time.
Surely the animatronic expressing joy wasn’t cause for suspicion.You couldn’t stop yourself from
laughing as he started to hop from foot to foot, the bells on his wrists jingling softly as he did so.

WOW!! Today really must be the luckiest day ever, surely! I can’t wait!!

“Neither can I! I’m now your new assistant daycare attendant!!”

Had you not just asked him not to touch you, he would have picked you up and twirled you all
around the room in the glee. Instead, he just bounced around you, his excitement expressed by his
now uncontrollable energy. Of course he wouldn’t tell you that it was Moon who had fabricated
the corporate email your boss had gotten that outlined the position, banking on the fact that she
never cared enough to double-check the credibility of it nor the address it was sent from… All he
had to do was use the name of a higher-up listed on the Fazbear Entertainment website, and she’d
believed him. No- instead of telling you, Sun just revelled in your joy with you. As he celebrated,
you took the time to finally start unpacking the boxes right in front of you.

Well then, miss assistant, I guess you’ll just have to listen to ME now, hmm???

Even his sarcasm sounded sweet. You could tell that if he had a tongue it would be sticking out at
you right now.

“You’d better watch it, mister, or I’ll send you down to maintenance for mouthing off!”

You picked a small triangle-shaped plush from the bin and gently threw it at him as you spoke,
earning you a giggle as he caught it effortlessly. He couldn’t help but follow you around all
morning, helping you work and taking any opportunity to make you smile. It was sweet, even if
you could feel your coworkers eyes boring into your back as he did so. What could they do? You
were now the assistant daycare attendant, of course you would have to get along with Sun.

The rest of the day was a blur, only because the kids for the day had been so full of energy that
they were practically bouncing off the walls. One can only take so many meltdowns and tantrums
before nearly losing their mind and yet, somehow, Sun handled it all with grace. You were so
grateful you’d have him there to help every day, and felt that same feelings of butterflies in your
stomach as you watched him gently place a bandaid on a crying kids scraped elbow. Eventually
you’d have to have have that talk with him, but for now you simply enjoyed his presence and the
comfort it brought you. There was no other word for it, he simply made you feel warm.

Later on, you and your coworkers had set up a big game of musical chairs using all the kiddie
chairs from the arts tables in a desperate attempt to try to get the kids to use their energy up. You
weren’t exactly the fastest, but kids weren’t the hardest competition, meaning you were doing
surprisingly well at the game, winning without even trying. Unsurprisingly, due to the length of his
legs and his speed, it came down to you and Sun in the end, both surprisingly competitive over the
title of musical chairs champion. You stared him down as the two of you circled the last chair-
which didn’t even reach his knee in height- trying so hard to keep a stern, determined expression.
 He of course had the advantage in that regard, seeing as his expression was a constant grin, but you
still had to try to intimidate the competition, right?

Like in a movie, you almost felt time slow the second the music stopped playing. Even the loud
cheers from the kids seemed to fade away in the moment. You had the advantage, seeing as you
were at the front of the chair and Sun was not, so you confidently threw yourself into it without a
second thought. However, Sun was ever the strategy master, and had taken a perfectly calculated
jump right over and into the seat before you could even reach it. Unable to stop yourself, you threw
yourself into his lap at full force, your back colliding with his chest so hard it almost knocked the
wind out of you.

Well then, I suppose it’s a tie~!!!

Instantly you felt everyone’s eyes on you, and you start to feel hot. The sounds of kid’s cheers and
excited screams rushed back to you all at once, way too loud, nearly making you wince. You felt
his hands grazing over your waist to support you as you sit, his index finger tracing the tiniest,
nearly imperceivable little circle near your hip bone that only you could noticed in your heightened
sense of awareness. That was your tipping point. Unable to take it, you practically launched
yourself off of him and straight onto the padded floor of the daycare, going head first.

When you next opened your eyes, all you could see was the ceiling of the daycare. You heard a
few kids around you laughing, and you didn’t blame them. It probably looked hilarious to them,
not at all dubious in how your skin flashed bright red as soon as you came into contact with the
animatronic. You were thankful for that, at least. No more than a second later, Sun entered your
field of vision, his faceplate completely obscuring your view.

Goodness, (Y/N), you okay?! C’mon, up you come!

With just one hand he pulled you up to your feet with grace- you didn’t even have to try to get up,
his strength did all the work for you. You waved his concern off with a little thank you and a small
laugh, just convincing enough that it worked and he sprung off the next moment. Then,
unfortunately, your coworkers were checking on you next. Both mentioned that you looked really
flustered and one even made sure to grab you some water, just in case you were feeling faint. It was
a surprisingly sweet gesture, but it only made you feel more nervous about what they perceived of
you and Sun. Paranoia crept in as you feared that somehow they knew everything, that they would
rat you out and get you in trouble… But that was baseless speculation. If they knew anything, they
said nothing, and their expressions betrayed nothing besides concern and a general uneasiness
around Sun.

But how in the world were you going to try to pretend that everything was normal every single day
from now on? You could barely keep your heart rate in check when he came near you, let alone
when he touched you and you could still feel his hands all over you from the night you’d spent
with him. You were screwed. Truly. Your heart raced at the thought of what would happen after
you closed the daycare tomorrow night and what devious little games Sun and possibly Moon
would want to play with you.

Chapter End Notes

Thank you so much for reading! Thought it was time for a bit more of a plot to start
happening.

Also, Moon being a bit insecure makes me wanna give him a big hug. He deserves the
same amount of love as Sun!!! And he will absolutely get it in this fic!!!!
 Sweet Talk
Chapter Summary

You get sick and have to miss work, and Sun has a breakdown.

Chapter Notes

Hello! This chapter is absolute, pure fluff. So much so that even I blushed a bit when
writing it. I hope you like it!

No explicit warnings for this chapter, but it does depict a panic attack and some self-
deprecation (not from the reader, though).

An alternate title for this chapter is Panic! At The Daycare.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Any and all hopes for your next evening with Sun and Moon (including wanting to finally sit down
and have a talk with them) were unfortunately dashed the moment you woke up. You sat up with a
groan, your head pounding so hard that your vision was blurred.

You were sick as a dog. Unsurprising, given how much you worked directly with kids as of late.
But extremely annoying. When you could finally drag yourself out of bed, a quick temperature
check revealed that you had quite the fever going. You felt like literal death, and of course could
not work around kids like this. Unfortunately, Fazbear Entertainment hated giving sick days-
absolutely despised it, in fact. You actively avoided ever eating anything from the pizzaplex
because you knew for a fact they made all workers come in even when sick, including those who
worked near food. Luckily, there was one exception to that rule- a fever. The only way they would
begrudgingly allow you one day to recover.

It was finally time to crack open the Fazwatch box, which had sat untouched on your kitchen table
since last night, discarded along with your work bag and jacket. It was extremely easy to get
working, you practically just turned it on and signed in with your employee number and password.
All it took was a quick call to your boss and you were free for one day, which she had made
painfully clear. How generous. You were sure the only reason she didn’t outright yell at you was
because of your new job title- seeing as you were the only assistant daycare attendant, and she
likely wouldn’t want to find a replacement, you were off the hook for now. Lovely. The rest of
your day was spent in bed, mostly half-awake, absolutely miserable.

Sun’s day was miserable too, but for vastly different reasons. You weren’t there. You were
supposed to be, that’s what you’d told him yesterday. The moment he didn’t see your smiling face
behind the daycare doors he was absolutely crestfallen, barely even able to fake his usual morning
greeting to the daycare workers. His voice came out a little shrill and a touch too sickly sweet, but
he was able to utter a good morning to the staff and something along the lines of being excited for
 the day, even if he wasn’t. Not anymore. He was programmed to be chipper and ready to go at all
times and yet something about not hearing your laugh first thing in the morning made him feel as
close as an animatronic can get to being exhausted. Until the kids got there, he couldn’t help but
sulk around, eventually finding himself stacking the same tower of toy drums over and over until
they were perfect. He perked up a little, though, when he heard your name mentioned by two of the
staff working that day.

“… Can’t believe I have to work today, it was supposed to be my day off, but (Y/N)’s sick…”

“Wow they gave her the day off? She must be on her death bed.”

The tower that Sun was building toppled when his fists inadvertently clenched. You were sick, and
your one coworker thought you were dying? He nearly short-circuited. Panic for him was felt not
as a difficulty to breathe or a racing heartbeat but rather as an odd stiffness in all of his joints that
made it near impossible to move properly. It was as if he couldn’t control his overly long limbs
anymore. He felt helpless. For all the poor animatronic knew, you were really dying somewhere
and he couldn’t do a thing. More and more his joints started to freeze up on him, making it nearly
impossible to move. He had no adrenaline, but he acted out of desperation, stumbling over to the
two daycare assistants who turned abruptly to face him, their expressions suddenly becoming
unsettled.

̆ ̸ ̣ ̷ ̲ ̿ ̸ ̳ ̇ ̴ ̭ s̷̶ ̜ ͗ ̬om
̷̚ ̜ e̸̶͐ ̧ ͆ ̮t͝ h̸ ͖ ̎ i̷̶ ̡ ̓ n͇ ̒ g̵̶ ͖ ̱ ́ ͑ i̷̶ ̗ ̈́ ̦ s̵̚ ̂ ̠ ̷ ̙ w̷͍̚r̚ ͇o̸ n̷
̵̑ ͔ ͂ g͓ ̄ ̸ ̳ .̶̓ ̣ ̵̊ ̞ ̶h̵̏ ͚ ͛ e̸͍ ͂ l̪ ͂ p̵̵ ̤ ͝ ̳

He forced his voice box to glitch, straining it so that none of the noises came out right, but he
technically didn’t lie. Something was wrong. You were in trouble, and he was losing control of
himself rapidly. The staff acted quickly, one of them rushing to the security desk to make an
emergency call to maintenance. Sun knew it wasn’t, but it felt like electricity was shooting off of
him as he stood, trembling, his limbs twitching outside of his control. The other daycare assistant
in front of him looked terrified, frozen in place, an expression Sun knew all too well from Moon’s
memories. He tried to say something reassuring but all that came out was more static.

Luckily a small team of technicians were there within a couple of minutes to spare the daycare
staff the fear and Sun the sadness of scaring more people. They carted him off to parts and service,
and he spent the rest of the day powered off as they checked him over to find any abnormalities.

No more than an hour after when your shift would have started, your Fazwatch lit up on the end
table beside your bed. An email from your boss.

(Y/N),

Daycare animatronic had a meltdown today- it’s in maintenance. Keep an eye on it tomorrow to
make sure it’s working properly.

Well, then- it seemed you weren’t the only one having a sick day. What could have happened so
early that made him malfunction? Somewhere underneath the ache in your entire body you felt the
pangs of worry as you typed back a standard affirmative message to your boss. You really hoped he
was okay, that it was just a small error somewhere. It had to be- there were no kids around at the
time your boss sent the message. The only time he got seriously damaged was when kids were
involved. Yes. He had to be okay.

And yet you weren’t convinced, even by yourself. Unable to help yourself, you ran through all
possible dangers to him in the daycare, fretting yourself over the smallest detail. Maybe he fell off
of something? Tripped? Even if it was irrational, you worried about it. At first it distracted you
from your illness, but it quickly exhausted you- anxiety on top of a fever is a terrible mix. Even if
you knew you would still feel just as terrible, you knew you’d have to go into work tomorrow- not
only because your boss said so but because you had to make sure Sun was okay.

Sure enough, you were right. The next day you woke up feeling nearly as bad. Maybe your
congestion was a little better, but you were still feverish and dizzy. You knew your boss would
never let you take two days off in a row, so you decided to stay as far away from the kids as you
possibly could within a daycare. The only thing keeping you from collapsing as you got ready was
your concern for Sun. You even left early to check on him.

At the daycare, you got dressed as quickly as you could before bursting into the play area. It was…
completely empty. And a little messy. Clearly whoever covered for you yesterday wanted to leave
as soon as possible.

“…Sun?”

Your throat hurt, making your voice weak, barely reaching a normal speaking volume. Nothing.
No response. Your heart dropped. The daycare felt so sad without its attendant, like it shouldn’t
even be there without him. To distract yourself, you started cleaning up the few toys left scattered
around near the play structures. You were sure that last night’s closer certainly hadn’t checked
inside the structures themselves, so with the extra time you had you decided you would instead.
Anything to distract you from the anxiety gnawing your insides and the headache pounding in your
temples.

There wasn’t much in them- a few toys, some crayons, and a kid’s hat that they had clearly lost.
Hopefully they’d be back today for it. You cleared one and were heading for the other when you
heard a strange, faint nose. It sounded like… a bell? It had come from above you. Hope filled your
chest as you raced for the top of the other structure.

And there he was. Looking almost small, he sat hugging his knees, hiding his face. If it were
possible, it almost looked liked his sun rays were drooping. When he heard your footsteps
approach he seemed to tighten his grip on his legs even more. Despite how he looked, you almost
started to cry out of sheer happiness and relief. You may be sick and feeling awful, you may have
been worried about him all day yesterday, but there he was, seemingly in one piece. That was all
you could ask for in that moment.

You would have spoken but your throat protested, so instead you rushed to his side, falling to your
knees and throwing your arms around his neck. It felt so good to be near him again. You felt him
relax a little at your touch.

(Y/N)… you’re okay?

He pulled back to look you over. One of his hands came up to caress your cheek, his thumb grazing
softly over your cheekbone. You leaned into the touch, pressing your forehead to his, and you
couldn’t help but smile and nod.
“Are you?”

He didn’t answer that, instead using all his strength to pull you as close to him as he could manage.
It was clumsy, and you practically fell into his lap, putting almost all your weight on him. He
certainly didn’t mind.

I was s-so worried …

“I definitely don’t feel great, but I’m fine, I promise.”

He could already tell how sick you still were just from the look of you. Your temperature read far
too high to be normal and he could hear that your breathing was somewhat laboured as you laid
against him. He was equipped to deal with cuts and scrapes, but nothing like this. All he could do
was hold you.

The two of you sat like that for a while. Every so often you would cough despite you trying to hold
back, and every time he would hold you just a little tighter. Sun was usually extremely excited and
animated, meaning sometimes his touches could come off a just a tad rough, but now he held you
as if you were made of glass. One of his hands was on your waist, a wisp of a touch, just enough to
press you to him, while the other cradled your head to his neck. Once more you felt safe. Like
nothing could hurt you when you two were like this. After a while, you leaned up and pressed a
small kiss to his faceplate.

“Why were you up here all alone?”

Your throat hurt but you were too worried for him to care. His fingers twitched slightly on your
waist- never a good sign, you’d noticed. He looked away.

W-well, I- I was…

You took the side of his faceplate in your hand, tilting it towards you. A sound not unlike a sigh
escaped his voice box.

When you were gone I-I got soso nervous and… I couldn’t move and everyone was looking at me-
they were SCARED of me, I can tell!! I… I don’t wanna…

His hands detached from you and flew to cover his eyes. He sounded so ashamed, like he had done
something wrong. His fingertips gripped under the top of his face plate, like he was trying to claw
it off. You took his hands in yours, gently trying to coax them off of him. Now sitting on your
knees in his lap, you leaned up to press a kiss to his half-covered forehead.

“Hey- it’s okay, you didn’t mean to, I’m sure they were just nervous-”

NO they were scared ! Terrified of ME . All my fault !

He hid his face further. It sounded similar to what Moon was saying to you the other day, and you
hated to hear it. Why would someone design an animatronic that could hurt based on others’
perceptions? That seemed so cruel. There was nothing you could do but comfort. Reaching around
to hug him, you trailed your fingertips lightly up and down his back, hoping to calm him down.

Do you think they hate me?

His voice was barely a hoarse whisper, similar to how it sounds when when someone has finished
sobbing for a while and tries to speak.

“No. Not by a long shot, love.”

The pet name slipped out, you couldn’t help yourself. It sounded so corny but it did help him perk
up, a little. You leaned back and he peaked his face through his long fingers, just a little. One by
one, you kissed every part of his faceplate that was slightly exposed to you, saying affirmations as
you did so.

“You are kind,”

Kiss.

“loving,”

Kiss.

“energetic,”

Kiss. He started to giggle.

“compassionate,”

Kiss. More giggles.

“and absolutely adorable.”

He kept chuckling to himself and pressed his face against yours, nuzzling you- the closest he could
get to kissing you back. His hands fell to your waist, pulling you closer, before gently dancing his
fingertips up your sides, enough to make you choke out a half-laugh, half-cough. It was brief, just
enough to make you laugh a little, which in turn made him laugh more, making you laugh even
more- soon enough the two of you were a giggling mess, unable to stop yourselves. The two of you
collapsed to the floor in a total fit, with you laying on top of him, legs tangled in his. You were
practically gasping for breath, and your abdomen muscles in knots from the exertion, but you were
so happy to hear him laugh. When you had both calmed down a little, you spoke again. Your voice
was absolutely raw from your laughing, but you tried to ignore it.

“No matter what, I don’t think you’re scary, and I could never hate you- or Moon.”

After a small moment of pause, he wrapped you up in his arms again, rolling to the side so you two
were laying facing one another. Being this close to him- your body tangled with his- was
intoxicating. It didn’t help that one of his legs was between yours… But now was not the time to
think such thoughts. He pulled your head to his chest.

Sunshine~ I adore you… don’t ever go missing like that again!

His voice sounded back to normal- loud and extremely excited. Your heart fluttered at his words.
He adored you.

“I can’t really control when I get sick but… I’ll try- for you.”

Your voice sounded terrible. Hoarse, dry, weak- nothing like usual. He pulled back a little to look
at you, one of his hands tracing the dip from you waist to your hip.

Much as I lovelove LOVE that voice of yours, you’d better take it easy so it can rest UP ! I’ll
handle alllllllll the talking today~!

And that he did. When you two finally untangled yourselves, you had a few minutes to spare
before your coworkers showed up, which you used to finish cleaning up. Instead of talking, he
hummed to you as you both went along, a chipper little tune perfect for picking up toys.

The rest of the day was a medicated blur. You did have to take some cold medication every so
often, at least for your cough and throat, but boy did it make you drowsy. Sun went all out with the
kids, though, leaving little to nothing for you and the daycare assistants to do, and you were so
grateful. Every so often when no one was looking, you two would make eye contact and he’d make
a heart with his hands at you, to remind you of his words earlier- he adored you. Every time, it
made your heart flutter.

When nap time finally rolled around, you had to stay in the daycare in order to write the status
report that your boss had requested on how Sun was doing today. Hopefully it would be quick,
since he seemed to be functioning fine, but you never know. You were at the security desk when
the lights went off, already typing away, and then- nothing.

Until you wake up, with just a few minutes left in the allotted nap time. You jolted your head up
from where it had been resting practically on the keyboard, feeling a rustle of fabric around you as
you did so.

It was a little blanket- royal blue with golden stars, the ones used in the daycare. It only fit around
your shoulders as you were not child-sized, but it was soft and comforting nonetheless. Beside you
on the desk was a box of orange juice and a banana, with a post-it note on it with your name in a
messy scrawl of blue ink. You looked up, rubbing one of your eyes, to see Moon at his usual perch
on top of one of the play structures, overlooking the children as they slept. When he noticed you
were awake, he waved at you with a wiggle of his fingers, and pointed at his forehead with the
other hand. Confused, you mimicked his gesture, only to feel another note. You pulled it off your
skin and saw that all it had on it was one big lopsided heart. Blood rushed to your face and you
looked back up at him, but he was gone. A few seconds later, your coworkers returned and turned
the lights back on. You scrambled to fold the note and shove it in your pocket before they saw.

The rest of the day was uneventful, all the way up to closing time. Sun was still adamant that you
don’t use your voice so it could heal up, so you gladly listened as he ranted about the small
happenings of the day- what the children drew, the crafts they got to make, the games they
played… It filled the silence as you cleaned, and you liked to hear him talk.

By the end of the day you felt like absolute death again, wanting nothing more than to curl up and
 sleep on the spot. The muscles in your body were ready to give out, but hey, at least you weren’t
coughing uncontrollably. This was the first night you could remember that Sun was actually
prepared to let you leave, letting you go after one long hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Rest up so I can see you tomorrow sunshine~! I’ll miss you SOoo much!

Truthfully, you didn’t want to go either, but your body needed to at least to sleep in a proper bed.
So you agreed, giving him one more kiss before heading out.

When you finally did arrive home, you started to get ready for bed almost immediately. Right as
you had put your pyjamas on, your Fazwatch lit up with a notification. Odd, at this hour. You
checked out of pure curiosity to find a message with a blank subject, from an unknown sender. It
simply read:

Hello starlight

Be a good girl and get lots of sleep. You need it.

See you tomorrow.

Sitting next to your watch was the little note with a heart on it, now unfolded. Your heart melted.

Chapter End Notes

Thank you for reading!!!

I love the idea of Moon being extremely caring but a little distant- though I promise
there will be more quality time soon.
 Answers
Chapter Summary

An UPDATE?! After all this time?! It's happening, folks!

But, seriously, I want to apologize to all of the wonderful, kind people who have left
comments and kudos on this work. It means the world. I never wanted to abandon it,
but the rest of 2022 ended up being pretty rough and I hardly had the capacity to keep
writing. BUT! I had this fic in the back of my mind, always. Now I want to try again!

I'll do my best to update it as I get new ideas, so please stay tuned! :)

Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

Well, your first real day as assistant daycare attendant went relatively smoothly. It didn’t feel any
different from being a regular daycare assistant, really, except for the fact that it gave you an
excuse to stare at Sun whenever you wanted- or rather, to “assess his interactions with the children
and look for any room for improvement”, or whatever your boss said. Mostly you just watched in
awe at his gentleness and patience with the kids, even when they were on their worst behaviour.
Programmed or not, his ability to deal with them was amazing, and it took considerable effort not
to look like a swooning, love-sick mess every time he did something cute, which was all the time.
Every once in a while, when he looked at you and no one else was watching, you’d shoot him a
wink and a bright smile, or you’d blow him a kiss that made his sun rays whirl around in
happiness.

You certainly weren’t feeling one hundred percent back to normal after being sick, but you could at
least do everything your job demanded of you. No more dizziness and no more fever, just that
lingering sick feeling where nothing specific is wrong but you still felt a little off- like your
muscles or even your very bones were just tired. Even without saying anything about it, Sun still
went all out with the kids and kept their attention as much as he could. He was a saint.

When the two of you had finishing your closing tasks and clean up- which Sun had made into a bit
of a competition so the two of you could speed through it- you lingered for a moment, a nagging
what now? thought in the back of your mind. Should you just… go home? Stay there? Sun hadn’t
made any specific mentions of you staying the night yet, leaving you unsure, indecisive. The
answer seemed obvious, but still you hesitated, not knowing where you stood.

Whatcha doin’?

As if from nowhere, the animatronic came up behind you, snaking both his arms around your torso
in a gentle hug. You could feel him looming over you, but he was careful not to put any of his
weight onto your shoulders- he was surprisingly heavy for having such a slim frame.

“Just thinking, that’s all.”

Ooh, about what? Tell me~

In his lose grip you were able to turn yourself around to face him. You propped your hands up on
his chest to support you as you lifted yourself onto your tiptoes, allowing you to bring your face a
bit closer to his.

“I was just wondering… if you would like me to stay here, tonight?”

Before you knew it he was leaning ever closer to you, his hands snaking down your body to the
back of your thighs. He pried his long fingers between them and lifted, effortlessly, and suddenly
your feet were no longer on the ground and your legs were wrapped around his small waist. You
barely caught yourself when he did so, almost knocking your forehead directly to his with an
awkward giggle. Thank goodness he was so strong or the two of you would’ve toppled over. In
fact, as he held you then, you felt completely weightless - he carried you with such an ease that you
hardly had to put any work into keeping yourself up.

What a silly, silly question!!! Of COURSE you’re staying tonight- I’ve missed you soSO much and
have been sooooo patient, waiting~ pleeeeease?

His little please was spoken in his usual loud, excited tone, but conveyed just the slightest bit of
worry that you could only pick up on now that you’d spent so much time with him. He was
worried you would say no, that you would at any moment decide to shun his company. You
couldn’t have that. In an instant your hands were on his cheeks, rubbing small, soothing circles into
them as you spoke.

“Of course I will, Sun. That’s why I asked.”

He practically started hopping when you said that, his faceplate spinning around in absolute glee as
he held you tighter to him. You held on for dear life, laughing at his inability to contain his
adorable excitement.

YES! It’s a date, (Y/N), c’mon~!!

You gladly let him carry you to the door to his room, where he placed you down and waited,
expectantly, for you to open the door.

When you walked in, Sun threw his arms out, gesturing towards the room with grand bravado.

TA-DA!! We redecorated just a little bit- all for you!

You were speechless. Upon entering, you were shocked for a moment- it looked incredibly
different from before. Cleaner, slightly more decorated, still as brightly lit- but somehow it felt
warmer, more inviting. More like what a room should feel like. Most notable of all was a
simultaneously messy and extremely organized pile of pillows, blankets, and various other things
stacked in the middle of the room, oddly resembling a very large bed. Nearby, a few shirts you
recognized from the gift shop in the daycare were neatly folded- you just decided not to question
how they acquired them, or anything in the little pile for that matter. Probably for the best.
He waited for your answer but all you could splutter out was a laugh and a light thank you in your
flustered state. He- no, they had both done this, for you. Just so that you could be comfortable. It
was one of the sweetest things you’d ever seen. Ever pleased with your response, no matter how
meek, Sun ran past you and practically dove into the mess of blankets without a care for how hard
the ground was beneath them. You laughed as he then propped himself back up to sit on his knees,
patting the spot next to him feverishly with one hand- inviting you. You accepted without
hesitation, and he reached out his hand for you to support yourself with as you traversed the
equally soft and treacherous terrain that was his “bed”. Pillows kept slipping underneath your feet,
so you were very glad for his help. Almost as soon as you had sat down he was on you, leaning
over your body with his face as close as he could get it. Instinctively, you pressed a kiss to his
nose, eliciting a small chuckle from him.

Well~? Do ya like it?

“I love it, Sunny.”

You beamed up at him, and immediately heard that faint whirring sound you’d come to know and
love. All of this, for you- an odd but comfortable little nest in which you felt so safe. You felt
nothing but warmth- until Sun practically tackled you, pushing you onto your back so that he was
hovering above you. A familiar position that dusted your cheeks pink. Then he snuggled his face
into your neck and chest and held you tight.

That makes me so glad, sunshine…

You could feel light vibrations from his voicebox resonating through his faceplate. It tickled, but it
also felt good. You had to painfully remind yourself that you had been meaning to talk with both
him and Moon at some point in the near future, not just give in to his touch every time his hands
were on you. So, you tapped his back twice, gently, enough to make him look up at you.

“Sun, could we… talk?”

His head tilted a little.

Talk? Of course we can! We can talk about ANYthing you like!!

You laughed, nervously, not sure in any capacity whatsoever how to broach a relationship-based
conversation with the most excitable animatronic you’d ever met. Maybe… ease into it? Play it
safe? You weren’t even sure specifically what it was that you even wanted to ask him. Truly, you
just wanted reassurance… That the two of you could work, that he and Moon wanted you, or at
least some idea of the direction your “relationship” would take…

“Well… I wanted to ask you questions. And you can ask me questions too?”

He eased himself back into sitting cross-legged next to you, leaning back on his palms.

Of course, (Y/N)!! Though, you seem a LITtle nervous, your heart’s beating like a little drum~ are
you okay?
You tried to smile and nod, but he didn’t seem convinced. Without a word he gestured you over,
gently taking your shoulder so he could guide you to lay with your head on his lap. From there, he
started to play with your hair, mindlessly twirling and braiding every so often, while you watched
from below. It was certainly… soothing. When he didn’t say anything, you struggled for a moment
to find a decent question to ask. Anything.

“So, you don’t like going outside the daycare… Have you ever been or seen outside, then? Like
outside the pizzaplex?”

His hands stilled just briefly in your hair before resuming- he was thinking, his head turning this
way and that, and then he simply shook his head.

NOPE! Though I see it alllll the time when the kids draw me things- flowers, trees, grass… all
sorts of things!

You felt sad for him, but only briefly- he did seem extremely content in the daycare. He wasn’t
built to go outside, so you weren’t sure if he’d even like it, but it was sad to think of him confined
to one place his whole life, even if it was what he was built for.

“Would you ever want to go outside one day?”

MAYbe… if you were there~!

You laughed softly, hands reaching up to gently run your fingertips along the outer rim of his
faceplate. He quietly hummed his enjoyment in response.

“Alright, then, your turn. Ask me something.”

You gave him a little cocky smirk, curious what he would want to know. He made a big deal of
humming and hawing over his choice, tapping his chin with his index finger to look like he was
reallllllly thinking about it, earning another laugh from you, his favourite sound.

Well, I know your favourite colour… SOoooo how about… Oh! What’s your favourite animal?!

Another laugh. You should’ve known he’d ask something like that- quintessential Sun.

“Come on, easy question!” You teased, “but, well, hmmm…”

After a moment of thought you finally gave your answer.

Oooh~ Good choice! I have another question!!! What were you like as a kid, sunshine?

Okay, wow, much better question, and a lot harder to answer. You meant to answer broadly- what
you were like, maybe a little about your family, but before you could catch yourself you rambled.
You told him about your childhood, the good, the bad, some of your life experiences that made you
who you were today. As if it was nothing- it was easy. He just listened, ever content to hear you
talk, to learn about you, his fingertips tracing sweet little patterns all up and down your arms.
More and more you felt that familiar safe warmth spread from your chest outwards- to the tips of
your ears all the way to your toes. It was a feeling that left you breathless, so much so that your
stories trailed off there. This was comfort, safety- love, to some degree. You had to get to the point.

“Okay, how about I ask you a question now??”

It was abrupt, asked before he could even react to what you had just said. But he nodded, eager to
hear what you had to say.

“Why do you… want to spend time with me? Why do you, um… touch me?”

A very awkward delivery of the question to be sure, but at least it was direct. For once, he didn’t
hesitate before answering- his response was absolute, ever so sure.

Well … Because you’re fascinating, doll. SO detailed, and so different from the others. And soso
so nice to me and Moon!!

His hands had moved up to trace your jawline, down your neck to the neckline of your shirt. The
little touches felt electric against your skin as blood rushed to your face at his kind words.

“What do you mean, different?”

Now he stuttered, just for a moment- thinking, wondering himself. It seemed his attraction to you
may have been as natural as yours had been for him, despite your… “relationship” being anything
but conventional.

Hmm, w-well, until you , I hadn’t ever seen a human with… without…

His fingers reached down to gently tug at the fabric of your shirt. Clothing. He meant clothing.
Your face burned at the mortifying memory of the first time you two had properly met, with you
nearly on full display for the poor animatronic. Well, that would explain it. You were too flustered
to even respond, so he continued, rambling out of sheer anxiety.

I could not stop thinking of you- so curious, me and Moon… and then we got to play, lots, and you
were so nice! W-when I talk to you, your face lights up, and you’re so pretty when you go all red,
and… I think of you all the time, imagine things, touching you, seeing you…

“Do animatronics have… imaginations?”

The question squeaked out, despite your bashfulness- you were just too curious. You felt like you
were on fire and needed anything to stop his wonderful little tirade about you. At some point, your
hands must have flown up to your face in embarrassment, as now you peeked up at him between
your fingers.

Oh, yes! Perhaps not in the way you do, but I imagine things alllll the time~ Especially when I’m
up here, alone, not much to do…

His tone sounded almost… wistful. There it was again, the slight loneliness that seemed to plague
this animatronic now and again, and that broke your heart every time you heard it expressed. You
wanted to hug him but couldn’t in your current position, so you opted to catch the hands that were
playing with your hair with yours, squeezing them tightly.

“No one ever comes up here, huh? Are… Are you lonely? You or Moon?”

Another pause, his sudden stillness feeling a little unsettling.

Well, not since you’ve been here!

You could do nothing but shine him a bright smile, running your fingers over the little grooves
between the joints of his hand. Bringing it down to your face, you placed featherlight kisses to
every intricacy that made him who- or what- he was. The hand that you weren’t currently kissing
came up to brush the hair from your temple, his touches somehow so much softer than they ever
had ever been as his fingers traced along your cheekbone and jaw.

I wish you could stay forever, sunshine.

Though you were hesitant to pull yourself from his touches, you did so just so that you could turn
yourself around, sitting yourself in his lap, straddling him. You pulled his body as close to yours as
you could, pressing all that you were into his form and enjoying the soft, purr-like sound he made
in response. Without hesitation, his arms wrapped around you just as tight, his warmth absolutely
engulfing you in a sensation that felt like nothing other than love. As always, though, the sensation
came with your looming doubts, brought on by the reality of the situation and by who the two of
you were.

“Oh, Sun… I wish I could too, but…”

Burying your face into his neck, you felt tears begin to well up. Sun and Moon made you feel
something you had never felt before - safe, loved, and understood. But for all of that sentiment,
they were not human. How were you ever supposed to proceed with them? Should you even do so?
You had likely already crossed tons of lines in your… relations with him, but this felt different,
more serious.

Buuuuuut~?

He sounded a tinge anxious at your response. You bit your lip. How could you even say this
properly?

“But, well… I have a home and a family and a whole life outside the pizzaplex, and…” Your voice
cracked a bit as you spoke. “I wish you could be a part of it, but you can’t, and…”

Placing his hands under your arms, he gently lifted you off of him so that he could see your face.
You tried to look away so he wouldn’t see the trembling of your lip as you held your tears back.
One of his palms cupped your cheek as he made you look at him. His soft touch was enough to
cause your tears to finally spill out, slowly carving warm lines down your face.

Oh, sunshine, pleaseplease don’t cry…

“I care about you, Sun. Both you and Moon. I just wish that I could see you outside of the
pizzaplex, I guess…” Nothing you were saying was coming out right. “What I mean to say, is, I
wish that I could be with you all the time, too. I just don’t know how.”

Sheepishly, you wiped the tears from your cheeks. How in the world could you tell this literal ball
of sunshine that you weren’t sure how the two of you could ever be together?

Oh! Well, I know~ Why don’t you tell me alllll about them?! Your home, your family, everything! I
want to know all of you, every part!

Oh sweet, sweet Sun. No matter how upset you were, everything he did and said brought a smile to
your face. How could you say no?

While it wasn’t the same as ever getting to show him, it did make you feel a little better to tell him
about your life - about who you were outside of the daycare. He held onto your every word,
staying shockingly still except for his hands, which he used to play with your own - tracing your
knuckles, interlacing and unlacing your fingers, caressing the sensitive skin with so much care. He
was the perfect listener in every way. The thought made your heart ache with desire.

No detail was too much for him - you told him about your home, your family and friends, your
hobbies, everything and anything that brought you joy. He seemed to delight in your happiness just
as much as you did.

When you had finally gushed about everything you had wanted to, you couldn’t help but blush.
You’d spoken so much, and worried that it was too much all at once. He soothed away your
worries near instantly.

You’re soSO perfect… So interesting! Aren’t I the luckiest to get to spend my time with you~ One
day I want you to show me EVERYthing, ALL of you!

His hands left yours to once more come to your face and hold your cheeks, squishing them ever so
slightly as he spoke. You giggled in response, and wriggled out of his grip to place a kiss on his
nose. His words were the type of response you’d been looking for - he wanted you, he wanted to
know you outside of who you were as the assistant daycare attendant. In other words, he wanted
you to share parts of your life with him. Your heart fluttered in your chest.

However, you still needed some more clarification to be sure of how to proceed.

“It’s my turn now, right? Can I ask you a question?”

Of course! Absolutely aaanything~!

You bit your lip as you formulated the correct question in your mind. You knew what you wanted
to ask, but not how to phrase it. The words slipped out clumsily as you ruminated over them.

“Well… I was wondering if… If you knew what a relationship was?”

It was direct, sure - but it seemed like the right route to take with him. Plus, nothing had exhausted
you more recently than having to dance around the subject that rattled around ever so loudly in
your mind. You had feelings for him, whatever they may be, but you would never know where
those emotions could lead you if you didn’t understand Sun’s knowledge of the subject.

Humming softly to himself, he leaned back into his thoughts as he pondered.

Ooh~ I know this! It’s a connection between things, right, right?!

Not exactly what you were aiming for, but he was, technically, right. You leaned in to kiss his
cheek before responding.

“Yes you’re right! Alright, then… What about a romantic relationship? Either what it is, or how it
works?”

He wagged one of his long fingers playfully at you before scolding you.

Ah ah~!! I thought I got to ask you a question now, silly~

You hadn’t been following that rule at all up until now, so you were curious why he chose to
enforce it at this moment.

“But… technically, it’s not a new question… Just a follow-up!”

You pleaded with him to the best of your ability, gently playing with the ruffles around his neck as
you did, trying to seem coy.

I NEVER allow rule-breakers to win, but… Maybe just this once!! BUT only because you’re just
sososoooo CUTE !

As he spoke, he ever-so-gently pinched your cheek, and planted the closest thing he could manage
to a kiss on your forehead. He took a lot longer to respond this time, tilting his faceplate this way
and that as he formulated his response.

I can’t say I know what that is, sunshine~!

Ah, you figured as much. Disappointment washed over you, feeling cold compared to every other
emotion Sun usually made you feel. You tried not to be too obvious in the way that your shoulders
sagged slightly at his response, but clearly he saw through you in an instant.

B-but I can learn if you want me to~! I’ll be the absolute BEST, most wonderful student, yesyes!!
Y-you could even teach me yourself, if you want to!!!

He was clearly scared he had upset you, his anxiety clear as day in the shrill pitch of his voice. You
never wanted to make him feel like that. Knowing that he liked it, you immediately reached out to
stroke along the side of his faceplate, gently tracing each of his sun rays with your fingertips. He
practically cooed in response, relaxing near instantly at your touch.

...How in the world do you just teach someone what a romantic relationship is? You didn’t have
the words to do that accurately. There had to be something else you could do, because there was no
way you could ask either animatronic if they wanted a relationship if they didn’t even know what
you meant. That just wasn’t right.

After a moment of thought, and enjoying the whirring and static noises Sun was making at your
touch, you came up with the perfect idea.

“I can do that! But not tonight. How about this- I’ll stay tomorrow night, too. All you have to do is
make sure it’s extra cozy in here then, alright?”

If he could breathe, you could have sworn he would have sighed in relief the moment he knew you
weren’t upset with him. In an instant, he picked you up off of him by your torso, dangling you
there momentarily before he gently laid you among the soft fabric of his “bed”. The bells on him
rang out as he shuffled to lay down next to you, pulling you to his frame so that your face was
nestled in his chest.

AbsoLUTEly, sunshine~! Anything for you, anything at all!!

He was so excited he could barely control the volume of his voice.

The rest of the evening was spent tangled in each others arms, exchanging whatever questions
popped into each other’s minds. Time seemed to stand still as you laid in his long arms, pressing
small kisses on any surface that was available to you. His roaming hands made you blush but he
was too focused on your little game to delve any further - if only he knew what a tease he truly
could be. His ghosting touches were maddening, and doing nothing to stop yourself from
controlling your lust.

After who knows how many hours, however, sleep finally caught up with you. Your eyes began to
droop, and you let out a yawn without thinking about it.

It’s bedtime for you, my sweet sunflower~

That was a new nickname… Despite the sweet way he addressed you, though, you shook your head
defiantly.

“Noooo… Please, I wanna keep talking… Just a bit longer…”

He only agreed when you shot him your best attempt at puppydog eyes.
You barely lasted a few more questions, though. Before you fell asleep, you made sure to quickly
set an alarm to make sure you could wake up on time. Soon after that, though, the world went dark.

You were startled awake by the awfully familiar drone of your ringtone as your alarm went off.
Without even opening your eyes, you fumbled your hands around in the sheets and blankets to find
your phone, quickly noticing that you were the only one in the large bed your favourite animatronic
had set up for you. You mourned the loss of his presence next to you, which made the bed feel
way too empty.

You opened your eyes to pitch blackness, with the exception of your phone screen, which was as
blinding as usual. Quickly, you shut your alarm off and slowly sat up in the dark, unsure if anyone
was around.

Tsk … Naughty girl… Never sleeping when you should…

You almost jumped at the sudden rumble of Moon’s voice somewhere behind you. Composing
yourself quickly, you shuffled around in the blankets until you were able to spot Moon’s eyes
shining in the room, a few feet away from you. He was sitting on a tower of stacked foam toys,
looming high above you in his little corner.

“Sorry, Moon… I just wanted to talk, is all.”

You yawned and rubbed the sleep from your eyes as you spoke, before slowly stretching your arms
out above you. For a moment, he didn’t respond. Instead of his voice, you heard a faint yet familiar
mechanical sound… That same whirring that Sun made when he was around you. You felt yourself
blushing all the way up to your ears.

… No. You were sick… You need to s l e e p . . .

“Please, Moon? I never get to talk to you… I know it’s late, but… Well, I missed you.”

The whirring increased in volume. Adorable. Still, he sat unmoving in his corner.

… missed you too.

His grumbling voice was almost a whisper - you would have missed it if it weren’t already silent
around you. Truly it made you happy to hear that, and you found yourself smiling at the mere
thought.

From where he sat, you looked so sweet, so happy to see him. So unlike anyone he’d ever met
before. It was hard to stay far away.

“Well, what if I asked you some quick questions? I played this game with Sun, but this time you’ll
only have to answer. Then I’ll go straight to bed!”

You saw his crimson red eyes rotate - presumably, his faceplate was tilting to the side as he
thought. Like Sun, he took his time, likely being dramatic… But this time, all you could see were
the red pinpricks of his eyes as they rotated one way, then back, then all the way around, each
movement punctuated by little metallic clicks that rang out so loud in the quiet darkness.

Very well… Ask.

He saw your eyes light up when he gave you permission. Though he was not used to talking to
others, it didn’t mean he would avoid it entirely… However, knowing you wanted to talk to him,
even getting up in the middle of the night to do so, well… How could he say no to such a request?

“Alright, well… I got a message on my Fazwatch last night, from an account I don’t recognize. I
know Sun doesn’t leave the daycare at night, so… Was that you?”

Yes...

Heat bloomed on your cheeks at his admission. You hadn’t wanted to assume it was him, even if it
had seemed clear… But hearing him admit to it was something else. You had obvious questions of
how exactly he had sent the message, but you figured that could wait.

“Thank you for sending that, Moon. It was really sweet.”

More whirring, but no response.

“So, then, why do you leave the daycare at night?”

Much to see, much to do… So much more than playing with children, once the lights go o u t . . .

You nodded. So, he was just curious? Now that your eyes had adjusted, you saw his figure a bit
more clearly. He sat against the wall, his legs spread wide with his knees propped up on the corner
of the foam block he was on. His elbows rested on his legs, helping him to lean forward and regard
you, the only point of interest in the darkness around him.

“What do you like doing the most, then?”

Exploring . . . Using the technology in the basement…

“Oh! Is that how you were able to send that message to me?”

You received no response, but heard a slight creaking of metal as his eyes bobbed up and down,
indicating he had nodded.

“You must be really good with technology, then. That’s impressive!”

A moment of silence, again. But the whirring was back, and louder this time.
“Alright, one more question… Do you get uncomfortable when Sun and I… “spend time”
together? I know that you’re still in there, to some capacity, and… I just don’t want to be doing
things that make you uncomfortable, since it’s your body, too.”

When he didn’t respond to your question, you begun to get nervous. You had wanted to ask him
that for so long and felt guilty that you hadn’t done so before anything happened with Sun. Nervous
and unsure how to proceed, you tried to add on.

“I-If you’d like, I can st-”

You weren’t able to finish your sentence. In one fell swoop Moon had descended from his stacked
throne with the grace of a raven, his usually warm hand feeling cold as it pressed against your
mouth, effectively silencing you. He’d moved so fast you weren’t even sure you had heard the
bells of his costume jingle.

The sudden contact made you jump, your eyes going wide - an expression he typically regretted
instilling in others, but that he found so intoxicating coming from you…

No… Not uncomfortable… J e a l o u s .

His voice was nothing more than a growled whisper, like a hiss, as the meaning of his words
dawned on you. All the heat in your body intensified, almost making you lean in to his cool touch
just to have some relief.

He pulled his hand away, then, trailing it down to hold your chin, keeping your gaze trained solely
on him. His thumb trailed slyly up to your bottom lip, where he slowly smoothed over its edge.

“Can I… Kiss you?”

You tried not to choke on your words as you were held firmly in his grasp, but it was impossible.
So many emotions were welling up inside you that you just wanted to touch him, to know that he
wanted you, and that it was okay…

Yes…

Without a second thought you leaned in to gently press the closest thing to a kiss you could
manage on the mouth of his faceplate. It was chaste, hesitant… And when you went to pull away,
unsure of yourself, Moon gripped your waist, pulling you deeper into him, forcing you to kiss him
once more, but deeper. Without a second thought you wrapped your arms around him too, enjoying
how cold the night air had made him feel against your flushed skin. He pulled you into his lap like
it was nothing, making you straddle him.

Unable to betray your own neediness, your hips practically moved on their own, desperately trying
to rut against him, to get some friction, anything…

You yelped, however, when one of his hands grabbed at your ass so hard it almost hurt, kneading
the flesh as he spoke.

. . . It’s bedtime . . .
His voice was close to a growl - clearly his patience had worn thin.

Pulling back from him, your hair was a mess, your face was a lovely shade of pink, and your lips
were swollen from the contact with such a hard surface. He liked seeing you like this, he decided.

You wanted to pout, or try to disobey- but that would not work with Moon in the same way it did
with Sun. You knew well enough that this side of the daycare attendant was not afraid to dish out
punishment, should you misbehave enough.

“Okay, Moon… I’ll try to sleep… It was really nice to talk with you.”

Without thinking, you leaned in and left another kiss on his cheek, cradling the side of his faceplate
with one of your hands. Then, you untangled yourself from him, and he let you but refused to
move, watching you rifle around amongst all the blankets, trying and failing to burrow yourself
back into them.

Let me.

With extreme care, he folded the blankets over you, pulling them up to your chest and tucking all
of the ends in so you would be extra warm. For just a brief moment, you felt his fingertips graze
your arm as he moved everything about, and you shuddered at the contact - you were worked up
enough that every little touch felt so intense.

When he reached over you to tuck in the far side of the blankets, his face hovered so close to yours
that the bell on the tip of his hat lightly rolled across your cheek, tickling your skin. As much as
you wanted to, you couldn’t suppress the giggle that erupted out of you at the soft contact. The
movements of your laugh were enough to make the little bell ring.

“Moon?”

Once finished, he went back to a sitting position, regarding you with keen interest. Perhaps it was
just the darkness around you, but his eyes almost seemed to glow redder than usual.

“I know you like to explore, but… Um, could you stay here with me? Please?”

There was a pause in his movements, and for a moment you thought he would say no. However,
the sound of faint whirring coming from his direction filled you with relief and a tentative hope
that made your heart soar in excitement.

The nest of pillows and blankets dipped under his weight as he approached your covered form. In
any other scenario, seeing those eyes of his approach you in the darkness would seem threatening,
but right now it only made your whole body feel warm. He sat next to where you laid on your back,
sitting cross-legged, his faceplate looming in the corner of your vision. Somehow, he seemed
stiffer than usual - his hands were splayed out on his thighs and his posture was straight as an
arrow.

Wordlessly, you turned over to face him and reached out towards his leg. Even in the dark, you
were able to find his hand with minimal effort. You weren’t able to interlace your fingers from
your current angle, but you did your best to hold his hand and squeeze gently, hoping that the
pressure was somewhat comforting.
 So very, very sweet…

His voice sounded softer than usual, if that was even possible. To your surprise, you soon felt him
running the fingers of his other hand through your hair, humming softly as he went. He pushed
stray strands out of your face and ran the tips of his fingers along your scalp in a way that made
you practically moan in enjoyment, sending shivers down your spine. At the sound, the whirring
from him got louder.

“If you want, you can lay down with me…”

Your voice already sounded groggy, each syllable heavy with sleep. Even if he didn’t feel like
laying down next to you, you were happy enough with his presence, and his soft touches that you
had never felt before. The warmth of gratefulness spread throughout your entire body, so much so
you felt that you would fall asleep with a dopey smile on your face.

He pulled his hands away for a moment- just one moment- and then he was laying behind you. His
long limbs stretched under the blankets as he tucked himself in with you and pulled your entire
body to his, where it felt like you fit so perfectly. The cold of his body coupled with the comforting
heat of all the blankets he’d placed on you felt like heaven - like a cool pillow on a hot summer
night.

Despite having the same body as Sun, this feeling was new - it was Moon holding you this time.
The way he touched and held you was so different from his counterpart. While Sun peppered you
with kisses and teasing, light touches, Moon’s caresses were firmer and more calculated. The arm
that he was using to hold you moved up to rub slow, precise circles down from your shoulder to
your sides, like a small massage along your skin. His fingers moved down further, and further - to
your hip and then your thigh, pausing there. He seemed to enjoy the softness of the flesh, and
pawed at it slightly before raking his fingers back up your body.

You felt hot - not just from the blankets. It took all your strength not to squirm at his touches,
which were somehow so nonchalant and so full of intention. You almost gasped when he dipped
his hand towards your lower abdomen. There was a twitch in his fingers as he rubbed them along
the area before moving his attention up over your ribs and towards your chest - where he stopped.
Tease.

He then draped his whole arm over you, searching for your hand to hold as you fell asleep.

Goodnight, starlight… Sweet dreams…

The vibrations of his voicebox felt like a whisper against your neck and you shuddered in your half
asleep, half lustful haze… The former feeling seemed to win, however, as you drifted off soon
thereafter, held tight in Moon’s arms.

Chapter End Notes

I tried to make this chapter longer than usual... Hopefully it was still good!
Lots more fluff and spiciness to come. Thank you all so much for reading!!
 Mine
Chapter Summary

Finally, it's time to execute your little plan... Which, of course, gets entirely derailed.

Chapter Notes

CW: lots of choking and finger sucking, fingering (anal and vaginal), hair pulling,
name calling, lil bit of degradation but are we surprised

See the end of the chapter for more notes

For many people, sleeping in their place of work would likely be considered the lowest of lows -
something done out of desperation or in an emergency where no other option was possible. Not for
you, though.

It was blissful waking up in the tight, near suffocating embrace of Sun as he held you close to his
chest, your legs tangled with his own. To keep himself occupied while you slept, he hummed a soft
tune just quiet enough so you could barely hear it - one sounded like a cheerier version of one of
Moon’s lullabies. It was strange for him to be so still... Was it hard for him to stay like this? You
only had a moment to wonder before he registered that you were awake.

Immediately, he sprung into action, pulling your still half-asleep form on top of him as he rolled
onto his back.

Good mooorning , sunshine!!!

He practically sang his greeting with the all the enthusiasm of a musical star. His volume was so
overwhelming for your barely conscious mind that you couldn’t do anything but laugh in response.
Who needed an alarm clock when you had a Sun? You only wished you could have half of his
energy in the morning. Then again, he didn’t really need to sleep, so maybe he had an advantage on
that end.

Well~ did you have a good sleep? Did ya?!

“Yes I did, Sunny.”

You stretched as you answered, extending your arms up as you bought yourself to a sitting position
on his chest. He used his hands to hold you as you arched your back into a deeper stretch, trying
not to focus on how both of his hands could practically wrap all the way around your waist. It was
too early for these thoughts.
When you finally relaxed against him again, you noticed he’d been making your favourite little
whirring sound that showed his affection for you. It was never intentional, but he just couldn’t help
himself this time... Seeing you above him, a lazy smile plastered on your features, your hair and
clothes still a mess from your sleep. If he could emote, he would be blushing, hard - even more so
when you leaned down to pepper soft kisses over his face. Not wanting you to stop, he limited his
movement to just tracing large, swirling circles up and down the skin of your back.

“I love waking up with you.”

Your praise was uttered softly, without even thinking. It only made the odd sound from your
mechanical lover louder. There was a rare moment of silence as the compliment hung in the air
before the animatronic practically tackled you back onto the bed, rolling around with you in his
arms, taking countless blankets and pillows with you. The sudden movement caught you so off
guard that you almost missed the giggling and soft praises he babbled incoherently into your neck.
All you could make out was “cute”, “mine”, and “sunshine”… So, you got the gist.

When he finally stopped, you were on your back with his thin waist resting between your parted
legs, his head on your abdomen. It was a familiar position that made you blush - but this time, his
hands were busy propping up his head as he leaned on his elbows on either side of your waist,
rather than exploring your body. By the sound of bells ringing in the air, you could tell he was
kicking his legs - he was truly incapable of not being adorable, wasn’t he? You wanted to stay like
this forever.

While that wasn't viable, unfortunately, you did still end up staying in his room much longer than
you should have considering you had to work today. Every time you would go to check your
phone, however, you would mysteriously find it snatched away, hidden high in the air above Sun’s
head or completely out of sight altogether. After a bit of whining, and a lot of cuddling and kisses,
he finally relented and let you check the time.

You had barely over a half hour to get yourself ready.

It took all of your strength to leave Sun’s arms, as well as a lot of hushed promises that you would
see him again very, very soon. He always hated being left behind - but he trusted you. If you said
you would be back, then you would be. With one more kiss, you made your way for the daycare
staff’s locker room.

Since starting in your new position, as well as since starting your… relationship with the daycare
attendant, you had begun to be methodical about what you kept in your work locker. You made
sure to always have a spare change of clothes, a charger, and at least the bare minimum of toiletries
- in this case, a travel-sized toothbrush, toothpaste, brush, and deodorant. Had you any more time
you would’ve loved to take a quick shower as well, but you had no time after prioritizing cuddles
all morning. At the very least, your partner couldn’t smell… You thought. You actually weren’t
entirely sure. It would be just cruel to make a daycare animatronic that could smell…

You were getting off track. Grabbing everything you needed from your locker, you headed for the
change rooms and mentally prepared yourself for yet another day of work.

The day ended up flying by, being over before you even knew it. Sun was incredible with the kids,
as always, and somehow he even managed to be attentive to you, too… Covertly, of course. Slowly
but surely he was getting better at discretely showing affection throughout the day, mostly in the
form of touches that just barely ghosted over your skin, leaving you desperately wanting more, or
in shockingly quiet words spoken for just you to hear. Either way, it made your head spin. Him
holding himself back like that couldn't be easy.

After your coworkers had left for the day, it came time for the two of you to do your daily clean up
- there was one problem, though.

“Hey, Sun? Remember when I said I could try to help you learn what relationships are?”

Before you could even finish your sentence, he had skipped over to you and draped his arms over
your shoulders from behind, gently resting his faceplate against the top of your head. He swayed as
he stood, taking you with him as he did.

Of course, doll! I’m oh-so looking forward to it!

“Well, to do that I need to get some stuff from home - but if I don’t go now, the pizzaplex will shut
down and I’ll get locked out. Can we wait to do the cleaning until I’m back? I’ll be super quick!”

Oh- But- Well… I-If it means you can help, I guess it can wait… Only if you come
STRAIGHT back!!

Once more you couldn't help but be proud of his progress. Before, he would have begged you to
stay, much, much more insistently than he had done that morning. Honestly, we would probably
have done anything just so he didn't get left alone in the daycare overnight, like he always did
before, well, you.
But now here he was, agreeing, albeit reluctantly. He’d come so far, and it clearly showed he
trusted you to not abandon him. That alone made you so happy you felt your heart practically soar
out of your chest. You would do all that you could to never break that trust.

“Here.”

You turned to face him, and held your right hand up with your pinky outstretched. There was a
clear moment of confusion before he seemed to recognize the gesture - something he’d seen the
other kids do, but had never done himself. Mimicking what he’d seen before, he interlaced his
smallest finger with yours.

“I promise I’ll come back as fast as I can. Then you’ll have me all night.”

You shot him a wink as you spoke, making his voice box emit a soft, brief static.

In the end, you held your promise. You rushed home, grabbed everything you needed, took the
absolute quickest of showers known to man, and rushed back out. You barely crashed through the
building’s doors with fifteen minutes to spare, and made an immediate bee-line for the daycare.

Surprisingly, when you arrived, you found it empty. Empty, and completely clean.
“Sun…? I’m back.”

You called into the eerily quiet play area, trying not to be too loud. No response.

Huh. This was… Unexpected.

Unsure of what to do, you took a few more steps into the daycare, unsettled by the almost liminal
effect the sight of the empty play structure had on you.

Then, the lights went out outside of the daycare. That meant it was just about to strike the next
hour… Which also meant that your only two options were to blindly escape a massive building in
the dark, or wait for the lights to turn back on and get locked inside. You didn’t want to leave - you
knew Sun would be sad if you didn't return to him, wherever he was…

You had a barely millisecond to react to the sound of bells before your legs were entirely swept off
of the floor. In an instant your heart sank - you gasped, your whole body tensing with fear and the
sensation of falling except you were… Flying?

SurPRISEEE!!! Welcome back~!! I missed you soooo much!

In one (surprisingly sneaky) fell swoop, Sun had hopped down from wherever he had been prior,
pulled you into his arms, and swung away with you to the balcony of his room. He’d done this
before, but the absolute shock of this sudden attack left you clinging to him as if your life depended
on it. In a sense, it kind of did.

Even when he landed on the balcony you were hesitant to let go, not that he minded. He clung to
you just as hard as you clung to him, your arms wrapped around his neck in a way that was similar
to a hug.

Hehe~ You must have missed me, too!!

He practically purred, looking down at you. His volume alone only proved how impressive it was
that he had been able to sneak up on you at all.

“I definitely did, Sunny.”

You flashed him a warm smile, using one hand to caress the soft sunrays around his face.

“Did you clean up without me?”

I just couldn’t wait for you to come back!! So, so difficult to sit still, you see… and the mess was
positively ABYSMAL … Sooooo I cleaned up~!!

As he spoke he picked you up again, gently twirling you around with him as he hopped from foot
to foot. He almost seemed more energetic than usual, and you couldn’t stop yourself from
chuckling.

“Thank you, Sunny… I’m sorry I wasn’t around to help. You did a great job.”
That’s not all, though~! Nuh-uh, no ma'am! I- we- also made our room EXtra cozy for tonight!!
Just like you asked~

He threw the curtains of his room wide open as he spoke, and you were greeted by quite the sight -
the nest of a bed still sat in the centre of the room, looking as massive and fluffy as ever- but
somehow it seemed even bigger. String lights with little stars and moons had been affixed
haphazardly along the walls, bathing the room in a dim, warm yellow glow that was just bright
enough for Sun to still be out. On top of that, there was a small table pulled up next to the bed, its
surface positively covered with all sorts of snacks from around the pizzaplex - from chips to soda to
candy and everything in between. It looked like everything a slumber party should have been when
you were younger, and more.

You stood slack-jawed at the entrance of the room.

“Sun- this is amazing! Where do you even get all of this stuff?”

Like a true gentleman, he held the curtain open for you with a small bow as you ducked into the
room, marvelling at his decorating skills for a moment before turning back to him.

Oh, here and there~ Moon knows allllllllll the best places to find all sorts of things! Like these!

He skipped over to the bed and pulled a yellow and blue stack of fabric from its surface, holding it
out to you expectantly. You took off the bag that had been resting on your shoulder (that you had
entirely forgotten about until now - thank goodness it hadn’t flown off of you) and rested it on the
bed to properly accept the gift. It was a new pyjama set - the shirt was Sun themed, yellow with red
hems and a sun on the chest- whereas the pants were Moon themed, blue with golden stars, and
they were so soft.

Whatcha waitin’ for?! The sooner you get changed, the sooner you can start teaching me all sorts
of things! I’ll be the absolute BEST student!

You chuckled at his enthusiasm - he didn’t even know what you had planned yet. You’d hoped it
was a helpful idea, or even just a step in the right direction… But first you had to practically melt
under the animatronic’s gaze as you started to undress in front of him. When you took your pants
off, he started shifting his weight from foot to foot, clearly antsy… But when you reached for your
underwear, he stopped you with a gentle grip of your wrist.

Let me.

For a moment, his voice was so intense he almost sounded like his counterpart. Remembering
Moon too, you suddenly felt even more exposed knowing that he could see you now, too… And
you also remembered how badly you had craved his touch just last night. It was odd to you how
your one relationship somehow felt like two in terms of where you were at with each side of the
daycare attendant. It was exciting, always keeping you on our toes.
Sun knelt in front of you to pull your panties down the length of your legs, until eventually they
crumpled at your ankles. Unable to help himself, he found his fingertips brushing over the tops of
your thighs, wishing desperately that you would open your legs and let him see-

“S-Sun, we can’t get distracted…”

You blushed at his featherlight touches, but your words seemed to pull him back to reality. He
practically shook the fog of lust that had overtaken him off as he jumped back to his feet and
handed you the pyjama pants - which you had barely put on when he began assisting you with the
top half of your clothing. It was going to be hard to concentrate tonight, you just knew it…

Well?? Now that you’re all dressed and ready~ What’s the plan, sunshine?!

“Well… Since something like a relationship is difficult to explain in words… I thought I could
show you.”

You rifled around in your bag as you spoke, before pulling out your laptop and charger.

OOoh!!!! …What is it?

You had to laugh at his excitability. It made sense he’d never seen a laptop before - the pizzaplex
only had desktops, and kids certainly didn’t carry them around…

“It’s like a portable computer. But this one just so happens to have my favourite romance movie on
it…”

The animatronic hopped along with you as you plugged the cable into the wall, watching your
every move intently.

Neat!! What’s that?!

Oh he was so cute. You wished more than anything that you could just squish his cheeks together.
Too bad he was mostly metal and silicon that hardly budged...

“Well… It’s like a story in a book, except they asked real people to act as the different story
characters and filmed it - so like a moving story. In this case, it’s about a couple - a relationship.”

He nodded excitedly as you spoke, hanging on to every word.

“There’s no way to define every relationship - they’re all different, some are good, some are even
bad… But this is a story I like in particular. I was hoping that maybe… It could help you see what
a relationship can look like?”

Anything you like, I’m sure I’ll LOVE , sunflower!!!

Once more you flashed him a winning smile, and sat down to start setting your laptop up. Instead
of joining you, however, Sun just stood by the side of the bed, fidgeting with his overly-long
fingers.

“What’s wrong?”

Sunshine … I… I want to touch you. So, so badly… Everywhere.

Him being so sudden and forthright about his desires made your whole body warm up in a split
second. You’d heard him say dirtier things, sure, but hearing him admit it to you instead of acting
on his base impulses made this feel more intimate - more special. Clearly you were right, and
holding himself back during the daytime was taking a toll on him after all...

“I feel the same, Sun… But I want you to watch this… Please?”

You bit your lip, trying so hard to stop yourself from giving in so easily. You had to be determined
- you wanted him, but more than anything you wanted him to better understand what was
(hopefully) happening between the two of you. He only seemed to twitch more at your words,
though.

I-If I sit with you, I won’t be able to stop myself… You're too pretty and s̸o̶f̶t̴...

His voice was close to a whine, desperate for you to say yes. It only served to make you more
aroused. He was too damn good at making you feel this way and he probably wasn’t even trying-

“Well… what about Moon? You could watch through him…”

He considered it a moment, tilting his head back and forth as he thought before nodding.

Okay, sunshine… I hope that he behaves for you~

His words were a little ominous, but they didn’t stop you from getting up to unplug the majority of
the string lights, leaving only a few on so you weren’t in pitch darkness. There was some rustling
and clinking of metal, and you knew Moon was there when two red pinpricks shone bright in the
dimly lit room. By now you were used to it, and sat yourself back down on the bed to make sure
the movie was ready to play for him.

It’s early…

“Nice to see you too, Moon.”

You smiled and patted the spot next to you, expectant. Despite being so close yesterday, Moon
always kept a certain cautious distance between you, at least at first. He sat cross-legged next to
you, looking at the small screen with what you could only hope was interest. Even if there was
only a few inches between you, you felt drawn to him, like you wanted to close that gap
immediately. But first, the task at hand.

“Are you ready?”

Yes.

Without another word, you started the film.

Despite starting with some distance between you, it wasn’t long before you sitting in Moon’s lap,
resting the back of your head against his shoulder. He was a great person to watch a movie with -
almost too good, as he was perfectly content to sit still and be completely quiet. Still, though, there
were moments where he seemed to take particularly keen interest in what was transpiring on the
screen… Specifically, any kissing scenes.

It was the second time now that you saw him running his hand over the smooth, unmoving surface
of his faceplate as the two protagonists shared a passionate kiss on screen. It was subtle - you only
barely caught it in the corner of your eye.

“You okay?”

You broke the silence, craning your neck to try to glimpse up at him. Instantly, he dropped his
hand.

Nothing.

You shuffled forward to press the spacebar on your laptop, pausing the movie.

“Every time they kiss, you touch your face. What’s up?”

A sound not unlike a huff of breath came from the animatronic as his red eyes darted away from
yours. Were he able to emote, he would have looked bashful, frustrated… But instead, his
expression remained grinning, as always.

I can’t… Do that.

He sounded forlorn, even ashamed. You were having none of it, and quickly grabbed his face to
make him look at you again.

“And that’s completely okay. It’s just how you were built. We’re different, but I think you’re
perfect as is, Moon.”

Another huff from the sulking animatronic.

But … You can change that.

“What do you mean?”

Your job… It was easy to find information on it in our database- not very well protected… You can
have us changed- improved.
He actually knew much more than that, but it wasn't like he could let you know that. It wasn’t
technically a lie, either - lots of information on those computers was hardly protected, if at all. Only
a select few things seemed to be strictly off-limits for even someone with his coding proficiency.

On your end, though, you were shell-shocked. There was no way he was suggesting what you
thought he was, right? He was correct - that was a part of your new job description - but you never
expected to actually act on that authority. Yet here the animatronic in question was, asking you to
do so. You would have never have guessed that this is where your conversation with Moon would
go tonight.

“You… Want me to get them to change your face?”

Y e s . . . Make it move…

“B-but- What about Sun? What would he think? Or...”

You trailed off, so many questions coming up at once that you didn’t even know where to start.
Now that you thought about it, though, you had always found it strange how different the daycare
attendant was from the other animatronics. He was able to move and contort his body fluidly, in a
way that was almost human - and yet, his face was fixed in place, whereas the others could all
emote to some extent.

We both want it.

His assertion pulled you from your spiralling thoughts. He sounded so sure, so intense in his
affirmation that there was nothing you could do but agree.

“Well, then… I’ll think about what I can do.”

What you really meant was “I’ll think of how to justify something like this to my boss”. It was a
massive ask… But if it’s what both of them wanted, you had to at least try, right? The worst that
could happen would be your boss saying no. Plus… The thought of him being able to move and
emote even a bit more was just way too interesting not to entertain.

You weren't really sure what else to say after that, so you just continued the movie... All the while
trying hard not to imagine what he would look like with such an upgrade, what he could do-

You barely even noticed when he leaned over to pause the movie, mimicking your action from
before. Focusing your attention back on the screen, you knew the scene- and blushed deeply. It
was a sex scene, one that you had admittedly thought about far too much after first seeing the
film… And at that particular moment, the actors just so happened to be making out with a lot of
tongue.

“Wha-”

Before you can even finish a word in your question, you felt the pad of his thumb graze over your
lower lip, pulling it down ever so gently, leaving your mouth slightly open. The sudden contact
made you gasp softly, which he took as an invitation - letting his finger enter and press down on
the top of your tongue for a moment before lightly running over it.

Soft. How strange…

“…Moon?” You mumbled around his finger, your lips closing around it and your tongue flicking
upwards to enunciate the n. The faintest garbled static briefly came from his voice box, before
being drowned out by a deep hum - the human equivalent of clearing your throat to cover a cough.
In response, his free hand came up to hold your hips down, pinning you to him as his thumb
continued to curiously explore your mouth. It almost tickled. Instinctively, you stuck your tongue
out a little for him, allowing him more access to that which seemed to have caught his interest.
Without a word, he switched his thumb for his much longer, much more dextrous index finger -
pressing it along the muscle until you let out a stifled gag. He only pulled his finger back a little
when you did, having found your limit and being fully prepared to abuse said knowledge.

Your face was burning, and instinctively you clenched your thighs together, feeling a familiar ache
in your core flare up yet again… All from one simple gesture. Damn. Though he never let you
know, he could already tell from the increase in your heart rate and temperature that you were
aroused - he knew this from his memories of you and Sun.

Remembering how his counterpart had claimed you previously, multiple times, he growled and
pulled his fingers from you before turning you in his lap to face him. The pressure of his
exoskeleton against your clothed core made you throb - you were so full of want you didn’t even
know what to do with yourself. While it was the same body, Moon was an entirely different
personality - there was the slightest edge to the way he touched you… Or better yet, handled you.
Not careless, but definitely more assertive than Sun. He seemed to know what he wanted and what
he was doing, making his touches more precise and calculated than Sun’s wonderfully overbearing
groping all over your body. It was electrifying. Shamefully, memories of your first few encounters
with Moon begun to cloud your mind - your fear, your lust - all culminating in this moment, as you
ground yourself against him without thinking, trying to stifle a soft, needy moan. Who would have
thought that such a terrifying encounter could lead to this.

Once more one of his hands came to hold your waist - firmly - while the other captured your chin
between his fingers, forcing you to look up at his glowing red eyes. Tilting his head, he traced his
fingers along the shape of your lips again.

Open.

Unable to disobey, you parted your lips for him. He wasted no time, slipping his index past them
with ease. He continued to run it over the surface of your tongue, seemingly fascinated by it, before
testing a small flick towards the back of your throat. Once more, you let out a soft gag, but kept
your mouth open for him. You ignored the tears that prickled in the corners of your eyes from the
gagging - he thought the extra shine made them look so beautiful in the dark. He once more used
his finger- now slick with your saliva- to trail the outline of your lips, enjoying how those begun to
shine more, too. He wanted to make all of you look like that. Sun always hated messes, and his
programming made sure he did too, but fuck if he didn’t want to see you a shaking, wet mess
underneath him. He relished the thought. Maybe he could leave you like that and make his
counterpart clean you up, having to see exactly what he'd done to you...
At some point, his free hand trailed up your body, before coming to rest comfortably around the
column of your neck. The pressure he applied was gentle, but firm - a warning of what he would do
if you didn’t follow his orders.

Suck.

He pressed his index and middle finger against your lips, and you obeyed without a second
thought, shamelessly pulling them into your mouth and running your tongue along them. It was
hard to tell, but he seemed to like that, his fingers twitching ever so slightly around your throat,
causing your breath to catch.

You ignored it, though, doing your absolute best to enact his command. You bobbed your head to
take as much of his long fingers as you could into your mouth, wishing they were somewhere else
instead… Somewhere a little more sensitive. Still, even just doing this… You could tell you were
soaked. The mere thought made you whine, and in response he once more pushed his fingers just a
little too far back. When you coughed slightly, he did not pull his fingers back, instead pushing
down, hard.

The way you play is so filthy.

“A-Ah-” You stuttered as he rubbed his fingers in small circles at the back of your tongue, making
you gag yet again. This time your tears spilled over, trailing all the way down to where his hands
squeezed your throat - the harder he did so, the harder it was for you to gag. He could even control
your breath like this - you were at his mercy, completely. Exactly as he had wanted. You were his.

He'd thought about this so many times - what it would feel like, what you would feel like… Just
seeing it through Sun’s eyes wasn’t enough. It e same, and it made him want more. He wanted to
claim you just like your counterpart did, to match all the pleasure he’d given you and more. There
were so many things he wanted to do… But mostly, he wanted you to take and take and take from
him until you were at your breaking point, and then maybe he'd push you further.

All at once he pulled his fingers out of you, enjoying the shining strings of saliva that connected
you to him as he did so. Without thinking, he scissored his fingers apart in front of your face,
watching it drip down his digits and down into the darkness beyond. Captivating.

Refusing to give up his firm hold on your throat, he used his one of his dry fingers to press play on
your laptop again.

What next …

You were feeling lightheaded - you could breathe normally, but the blood flow to your brain was
restricted just enough that you couldn’t fight, couldn’t question. Somewhere behind you, you heard
panting, soft moans - only serving to rile you up more as you helplessly wiggled your hips against
his, craving his touch, or at least some friction.

Now, now. Don’t be impatient, dear. So desperate for me…

He wasn’t even looking at you anymore, instead watching the filthy scene play out on the screen
before him with a peaked interest. Every time you struggled or tried to whine, he would squeeze
harder, making sure you were nice and silent for his viewing.

After a few moments, he finally paused it again, and released his grip on you. You practically
crumpled in his lap, your head coming to fall against his shoulder as if you could no longer support
its weight by yourself. You would have fully crashed into him had you not steadied yourself with
your hands on his legs, barely supporting you. In response, he made a sound that was halfway
between a chuckle and a growl.

He moved you so effortlessly - before you knew it you were off of him and laying back against the
plush surface of his bed, with him planted firmly between your thighs. It was a similar sight to how
Sun had been this morning, but much, much different... Now Moon lifted your hips up to meet his,
supporting your ass effortlessly with one hand.

I believe it’s something like this…

Mimicking the scene from the film, he ran his free hand all over your clothed body. Except, unlike
in the movie, he did all that he could to not get too close to any sensitive areas, instead focusing on
the details of you - the space between your breasts, the curve where your hips met your waist, the
softness of your inner thighs… Unable to hold it back anymore, you let out a proper whine,
grinding your hips upwards against him.

So needy … Well? What is it you want?

You were practically panting now, you wanted him so badly.

“You.”

He made a sound similar to clicking his tongue.

͑
̶͗ ̻̞̺ ̓ t̵̶ ̙̑ ̎ .̤
Not good enough. Use your words, š̴l̝͉ ̯̒ u

Every time he swore and his voice broke into that staticky, garbled mess you swore you shivered. It
was so uncharacteristic, so vulgar…

“I… I want you to touch me…”

His fingers abruptly curled around your neck once more, and he leaned his face down towards you.

Ask politely . Like a good girl.

“Please!”

Good enough.
A loud sound broke through the darkness, so sudden it took you a second to recognize - in one swift
movement, he’d torn the front of your shirt right off of you from the neckline, leaving the back of it
to fall limply behind you. It was his way of showing you who you didn’t belong to right now - the
yellow fabric with the cartoon sun was discarded haphazardly, thrown into the darkness of the
room like it was nothing - because right now it was. You were all his, and only his.

The sudden night air against your skin made you gasp. The second your mouth opened, though,
Moon shoved his two fingers right to the back of your throat all at once, causing you to choke on
air as he let them linger there, briefly, before retracting them. You were about to protest, but were
unable to when a moan rippled through your throat.

With his now wet fingertips, he had begun rubbing small circles around the sensitive bud of your
left nipple, gently pinching it when it hardened at the stimulation. He wanted to explore as much of
you as possible.

It felt good, but it wasn’t where you needed him to touch you.

̌ ̼
One little touch… Already, you moan like a little w̸̆ ̨h̰̲ ̀ ̎ ͒ o̷ ̲ ̀ ̡r̷͇ ̮ ̌͠ ͑ ͎e̵ ̲ ͐ …
̴̡

Satisfied with the first, he moved on to your other nipple, already hard and sensitive to his every
touch - every little bit of friction set waves of want through you, culminating in your lower
abdomen in what was beginning to feel like a veritable weight. You needed to cum. It was almost
embarrassing how quickly he had worked you up, and you were certainly in no position to resist
him.

Without even thinking you were bucking your hips against his. In response, he let his grip on your
ass drop, causing your hips to fall with a soft thud against the blankets before his weight was on
you, pinning you down, allowing you no more friction. Punishment.

With both hands now free, he used them both to cup your chest, roughly groping and squeezing at
the flesh, enjoying how it felt in his hands. Without thinking you reached up to pull his face down
to yours, pressing a kiss against his faceplate that was involuntarily needy. There was a rumble in
his voice box at your action, as if his breath had caught in his non-existent throat.

Both his hands immediately moved down to pull your pants off of you - without ripping the fabric
this time. You lifted your hips to help him, now leaving you fully bare, clad only in what scraps of
the t-shirt stubbornly remained on you.

Once more his hands wandered, running down your hips and thighs, taking every inch of your soft
flesh in. That was over as quick as it had started, however, before he roughly pulled your thighs
apart, his dextrous fingers caressing you all the way from your inner thigh up to your most
sensitive area.

He stopped just short of reaching it, though.

Let’s see what’s next, shall we…?

Once more you whined when his hands left you to start the movie again. The moaning in the film
instantly picked up, but when you went to turn your head to look your neck was roughly pinned to
the mattress with a guttural growl. He hadn’t even needed to look at you to do that, still watching
the film. You could only focus on him right now - nothing else.

His gruff dominance quickly faded into confusion, however, at the sight of what was happening on
screen.

Though you couldn’t be certain, you were sure by now it had to be at the actual sex scene - from
the tiny glimpses you could steal from your peripheral vision, it seemed like you were right… And
yet the animatronic sat still, dumbfounded at what was happening as the actor ground their hips
against their co-stars, causing them to gasp.

“T-there’s a… A part there. That goes inside.”

How else were you supposed to explain what was happening? He seemed so confused.

...Y̷e̶t̷ a̵ ̵n̶o̷t̵h̸e̴r̷ t̶h̷i̷n̵g̸ ̵I̵ ̴c̵a̷n̸’̶t̸ ̸d̴o̸...

Rather than forlorn, he sounded angry this time - not that you had to guess, the way his fingers
curled harder around the column of your neck. You tried to shake your head- unsuccessfully -
before desperately pawing next to you, taking a few attempts to successfully pause the movie. His
attention was back on you, his gaze suddenly feeling heavy and intense even if nothing had
physically changed about him. You grabbed his free hand, and guided it down to where he had so
cruelly neglected you thus far. To your surprise he didn’t stop your desperate attempts to push his
fingers against you. The contact was almost too much with how sensitive you were now - without
wasting time you clumsily shoved the tipa of his index and middle fingers against your soaked slit.

“This is more than enough, Moon. I just wish it made you feel good t-”

Your sentence was sharply caught off by a wanton moan as he pushed both digits into you in their
entirety. He wasted no time in setting a brutal pace and stretching you out, making you unable to
hold back your cries of pleasure. What little pain you’d felt at the sudden intrusion quickly faded
into a distant memory.

You couldn’t help yourself, moaning and whining to express how much you needed him to make
you cum, to touch you where you would entirely unravel… Though all sounds halted to a quiet
squeak at the pressure he suddenly re-applied to your neck, cutting your airflow this time.

That won’t do at all… No one else can hear you… Except me.

In one fluid motion, he pulled his fingers out of you and flipped you onto your stomach. You hadn’t
the strength to even try to resist as he pulled your hips up towards him and pushed your face down
into the blankets, quickly resuming his previous ministrations. To make sure you stayed down, he
tangled his fingers into your hair, making sure all of your pretty little noises are muffled to any
eavesdroppers. Only he could hear them- they were for him, after all.

You. Are. Mine.

You were unable to do anything but take it as he fucked his fingers into you. The pleasure was so
much it felt like it was drowning you, so much so that you couldn't even stop yourself from
drooling onto the fabric below like a good, fucked-out whore.
He wanted all of you. Every part, especially anything that Sun had never had. So, of course, he
couldn’t help but continue to be curious and exploratory… You almost shrieked when you felt his
thumb begin to press gently against the bud of your ass.

“W-hat-” You barely squeaked the word out before he fully forced your chest down into the bed,
making you hardly able to breathe as he continued to massage around the tight ring of muscle.
Even if you wanted to protest - even if you could - the raw pleasure from how hard his other digits
rammed into your cunt and hit all of your most sensitive spots made it impossible to even think of a
coherent sentence. Before you knew it, he was gently sliding the tip of his thumb into your ass,
using your slick as lube. It felt foreign and strange and big… But somehow that made it that much
hotter.

He may have had you first… But I’ll be your first h e r e ~

He pushed himself in to the first knuckle, making you choke out a half sob, half moan into the
blanket beneath you. His only response was to knot his fingers tighter in your hair.

Ever curious, he softly moved his finger in and out of the sensitive muscle, all the while in total
opposition to how his other fingers continued to mercilessly pump into your cunt, never slowing.
You felt dirty, and used, and amazing. He was truly using everything you had to offer. Slowly he
pushed more of himself in, making you let out a shuddering, muffled gasp. His long finger was
barely inside of your ass and it felt like so, so much.

In fact, it was all too much, and yet still not enough to make you cum - your clit throbbed with
need, so cruelly ignored in this whole endeavour that you couldn’t help but reach down for it,
desperate for release.

Naughty girl. Did I say you could do that…?

Without missing a beat, he leaned down to snarl right into your ear, sending a shiver down your
spine that made you clench around his fingers. The pressure made him let out another low growl.
As punishment for your misbehaviour, he pushed the rest of his thumb into your ass, making you
cry out as he fully stretched you around him. If it hurt, you couldn’t tell, feeling only heady,
burning pleasure.

“P-please…” You whined pitifully into the covers. With a sharp yank he pulled your head up
slightly, making you hiss at the sharp pain that felt absolutely intoxicating with how he was
abusing your holes.

̓ ̄̀ ͓ ̈́ ͒̂ ͖ ̗ ̀
Let’s hear it, s̸͇l͜ ͒ u̷
̴͘ ̢ ̈ ̛ ̜ ̮ ̭̓ṱ̴ ̢̢ .͕

“Please Moon! I want to cum, please…” You practically sobbed, feeling yourself throb against
your momentarily still fingertips. It was embarrassing how wet you were just from being fingered
like this…

I’m not convinced…

He sounded malicious as he spoke, knowing just how much he was ruining you - he could already
tell by how soaked you were around his fingers, but still. Then he started moving his thumb around
inside of you, stretching you more and more until you felt like you break.

“P-please, Moon, please- I- Ah!”

He released his grip on your hair and once more his fingers invaded your mouth, effectively
allowing him to use every one of your holes at once. Damn his stupidly dextrous fingers - you
could do nothing but arch back into his touches as each digit seemed to move independently inside
of you, overwhelming your senses. It took all of your strength to keep you upright as he thrust his
fingers down your throat and against every sensitive spot you had - turning you into a drool-
covered, brain-dead mess.

͗ ̡̏ ̗ ͗ ̨̠ ̮ ̈́ ̇ ͙ ̢ ̝͆ ͕ ̆ ̾͋ ̿ ̫̙ ͜ ̫̃ ͂̎ ̬ ̅
Fine. C̵ú̴̏ m̵͐ ͠ f̵̾ o̵̸̪̹ ̭ ̃ r̔ ̴ ̔ m̴ ̷̹̫ ͖ ̈ e̷̎ ͘.̠ ̲͕ Let everyone know who owns you…
͍

That was all the permission you needed to continue touching yourself, rubbing desperate, shaky
circles on your clit. You hardly even lasted a minute as all of the pressure built up at once - and just
like that, every part of you clenched around him, a moan of his name strangled at the source
against the fingers that insistently prodded your throat. If they weren’t there, you were sure you
would’ve screamed.

It took a few seconds for all of the waves of your orgasm to finally wash over you, and even when
they did he didn’t let up, only pulling his fingers out of your mouth so that you could breathe again.

Your whole face was wet, likely a mix of drool and tears from the intensity of it all, and yet he kept
going. Every one of your nerves was on fire. You couldn’t even form the proper words to beg him
to let up, instead only being able to release a series of sharp whines and moans.

͈̄ ͑
Good girl. So f̴͛̍ u̷ ̩ ͔ ͠ ̈ c̺ ̤ ̃ ͜ k̷̷̩ ̡̝̺ȉ ́ ͑ ̨n̴
̵ ̊ g̵͉ ̀ ͂ ̹͎̏ ̦ good for me…

He kept muttering variations of that under his breath as he continued ruining you to his liking,
enjoying how helpless you looked spread open and shaking underneath him.

Deftly, he pulled his fingers from your cunt and instead decided to try putting them in your ass,
starting first with his index. The sudden feeling made you jolt, and he used his free hand to fix your
hips in place and to force you to submit to his exploring. Though you were practically numb, the
fresh stretch of your abused hole made the knot inside you work itself up again as he quickly added
a second finger. It felt so filthy, having him scissor his fingers inside of you like that, and yet…
The thought only worked you up more.

When you finally relaxed into his touches, he snaked his free hand down to play with your now
swollen clit.

He would never be satisfied with just one orgasm, after all.

~
 The two of you did eventually finish watching the movie, though the rest of it seemed to be an
absolute blur for you between him working his fingers into you whenever and however he pleased,
pulling as much pleasure out of you as possible. In the end you weren't even sure how many
orgasms you'd had, but you certainly were sure that every one was punctuated with him declaring
that you were his - the way he left you a shaking, breathless mess afterwards was all the proof both
of you needed. He was pleased knowing that Sun was likely seething watching it all play out.

Though the night had devolved a little bit (or a lot a bit), he did still learn quite a bit from watching
the film with you. It was helpful for him to see an example, even if your relationship didn't exactly
match the one on screen.

Mentally, he reminded himself to check what other romance movies he could find on the work
computers when he could. Maybe, just maybe, he’d find new and creative ways to sweep you off
your feet before his counterpart could. For now, though, he was content to lay next to you, pressed
tightly against your back in a way that made you so safe. His body practically curled into yours,
keeping both of you as close as possible.

You were his. It was the only thought left in your mind by the time your body gave in to sleep.

Chapter End Notes

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