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I Think I Smell A Rat (FNAF SB fanfic) C1 - Something Amiss

In Summary:

Being a robotic repair rat who lives in the walls of the pizza-plex is a pretty great gig, all things considered! You fix the wires instead of chew them, and you get into tight spaces those silly humans can't reach and fix things up behind the scenes. You do your little tasks diligently, and all is well. That is, until one night when you realize all of your other repair rat friends have gone missing, and almost all of those animatronics outside the walls are acting strange... You aren't sure what it is that needs fixing, but by golly you'll fix it! You just might need a little help along the way...

Things To Know:

Not a lot of warnings for this one! There is some peril and danger, damage to robots, and damage to. Uh, whatever the heck Afton is at this point??

Reader insert! You're a little rat shaped robot a handful of inches long. Lots of borrower-related themes in here

Daycare attendant centered, though the other animatronics make brief appearances. You hang out with Sun in the first half of the story and Moon in the second half!

A little over 17000 words in total, just a lil guy! 5 chapters, they're all pretty short

I somehow managed not to swear once in the entire story, aw hell yeah! Wait-

Ao3 link: Here!

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

C1 - Something Amiss

     When you live in the walls of a place, you tend to get a decent sense for how things are going. Colder months meant slower weekends, not as many visitors. Slower weekends meant less damage to repair. You had been living in the walls of Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizza-Plex for quite some time now, and so you could tell without a doubt that something was amiss.

     As a seasoned robotic repair rat, you were something of an expert on the inner workings of the pizza-plex. You knew every nook and cranny of this place, you'd even explored some of the abandoned building deep below everything else, where your map insisted you were navigating an empty void, and thinking became much more difficult there. The 'out of bounds' error was a particularly grating one. Not having the map in your mind meant it was very easy to get lost, and getting trapped down there had never seemed particularly appealing to you, and so needless to say you didn't go down there often.

     That 'amiss' feeling had you exploring, searching for its source and ignoring the 'battery half depleted' alert that tempted you towards your charging nest. You couldn't find most of the other rats- the walls were strangely empty. Sometimes you or the others would be summoned by contraptions in need out beyond the walls, small things, hard to reach things that the typical human worker couldn't reach. But the only rats you'd found were the ones still in rest mode, huddled away in their charging nests, filling up their batteries and downloading updates. No one on the network was answering your pings. For nearly every rat to be out beyond the walls on repairs was unheard of, though not impossible you supposed. Even so, surely someone would have answered you, even if they were all busy.

     Through the walls you scurried, maneuvering down a mix of paths designed for you, paths you and the others had built over time, and unintentional paths made by inconsiderate forces. The building settling over time, beams shifting and adjusting, thinner pieces of pathway constructed with scraps degrading over time, wear and tear weathering spots away, and even organic rats and other pests, messing with your familiar paths and often times getting in the way. You'd long since learned which paths in your map aligned with the real ones, and which ones were no longer traversable, regardless of the map in your brain assuring you they were still there.

     You came to one of the exit ports, leading out into the building. You didn’t like it out there as much. Nothing out there was built for you. Here in the walls, the corridors were all your size and sandwiched between two layers of sturdy concrete, your map made sense even when some of the paths were wrong, and there were far less dangers. Out there, everything was big and beyond you. Even the other robots, though only a few ever paid you any mind. You didn't care for them very much. You knew the animatronics were very important to the human affairs transpiring beyond the walls, but honestly, you could do without them.

     You studied the exit port. Something was wrong out there, you could feel it. Everyone else having gone missing wasn't helping that. However, you couldn't help but picture your own little nest in your mind, a charging station you shared with a small group of other rats assigned to the same general area. There was a new update tonight, waiting patiently in the cue for you to power down and install it. Maybe you should rest first, figure this all out later…

     No. This was important. You thought about at least downloading the update straight from the network while you searched, but you really needed to focus. Your friends might be in trouble out there. You should find them, figure out what was going on out there. Maybe the others had all felt that ‘something amiss’ as well, and when they'd gone out to investigate, something had happened to them. Maybe they needed your help!

     You set aside your hesitations about the world outside the walls and went through the exit port, the mouse hole shaped segment in the base of the wall sliding open as you neared, and quickly sliding shut behind you after you'd passed.

     The lights were uncomfortable for a moment as your vision adjusted. You much preferred the walls, where you knew the paths so well that sight wasn't even a necessity. Out here, the paths were structured differently, and you had to rely a lot more on sight. You weren't used to trusting your eyes as much. It wasn't dark out here like it was in the walls, either. All the lights were on and blazing, despite the hour. Your internal clock told you it was just after midnight. No people to worry about, at least. There hadn't been any human employees working at night for a while now.

     All you had to worry about were the animatronics, those robots that were even bigger than humans and walked around at all hours of the day. Hopefully you could avoid all of them, with any luck.

     Unfortunately, luck was not on your side tonight.

     "HELLO THERE!!"

     You spotted the animatronic quickly, considering he was barreling straight for you at an alarming speed. This one you weren't as familiar with; he was newer, not a part of the original cast of animatronics. This particular animatronic was not quite as imposing as the others, but with how he was running right for you, you were still more than a little wary. Strangely enough, he had two separate IDs; DCA-S-1.5 and DCA-M-1.2.

     "OHHHH look at YOU!! You're such a tiny little friend, my goodness!" The animatronic skidded to a halt before you and dropped into a crouch. Two massive hands three times your size pressed into the plush floor on either side of you, and the circular face of this overly friendly animatronic loomed over you.

     You'd barely made it a foot away from the port in the wall, and you were already considering dashing back inside.

     Without a voice box, communicating with the animatronics was difficult, especially since they couldn't access the same sub-network you shared with the other rats. However, in your many years of experience here, you'd learned to get creative. The animatronics were well versed in many languages, including Morse code. At the end of your tail was a little red light, which you usually used to light up areas in the walls that were pitch black, with no light at all to see by. You swiveled your tail around, and the little light at the end of the antennae began to glow on and off in a series of quick patterns.

     "BACK UP."

"Oh!! Oh my!" After a moment of shock, the animatronic immediately sprang back a considerable distance. He laid down flat on the ground, resting the bottom of his circular head awkwardly on the cushioned floor. "I'm so sorry if I scared you, tiny friend!! I was just sooo excited to see you! We don't get many tiny friends here, no sir-ie! There's not too much you would need to fix in here!"

     You appreciated the animatronic listening to you, but remained wary. Excitable animatronics, like Chica, could be dangerous even if they didn't intend to be. There was no programming or regulation for interactions between you rats and the animatronics. You weren't even really supposed to leave the walls, but ever since the human staff had started to thin out, you'd been getting more and more updates for handling navigation and repairs outside of the nice safe walls where you belonged.

     "Not here for repairs…" you started, still wondering if you should call the whole thing off and return to the walls. "Looking for something."

     "Oh??" The animatronic tapped his long fingers quickly over the padding, finger joints clicking quietly. "Can I help?! I'd love to help!! What are you looking for, tiny friend??"

     You weren't sure how to describe what you were doing. You gave it your best shot. "Everyone is gone. Something feels wrong. I'm looking for the problem to fix."

     "Hmm…" The animatronic seemed unsure what to make of this. He set his hands on the sides of his face, elbows braced on the floor. He tapped at the orange triangles sticking out of a gap between his front face plate and the covering over the back of his head. His legs kicked back and forth in the air behind him. "That sounds hard. How about we play a game instead? Would you like that??"

     You shook your head. "No." Games?? There wasn't time for games. You had a job to do! Your friends might be in trouble! "I need to find the others."

     "You wanna find your friends?? I can help you look!" The animatronic wiggled excitedly. "Oh, please, please?? We can look together! I could hold you up high and walk really fast and we'll find your friends in no time!"

     Your immediate thought was to decline. This sounded all sorts of dangerous, and you weren't sure if you trusted this bot just yet. Your tail twitched anxiously even at the thought of doing something so risky. The bot did make a good point, however… it would certainly be much faster if you could move as fast as a massive animatronic. Actually, it might even be safer for you to be up off the ground… you'd been accidentally stepped on once before and had needed to get nearly your entire shell replaced. You weren't exactly eager to repeat that particular experience. Besides, pathfinding outside of the walls was a pain for you. But for an animatronic…

     Begrudgingly, you swiveled your tail back around. "Will you be safe? You must be careful with me."

     "Oh, yes, yes!! Careful is my middle name!" The animatronic sat up excitedly, hands patting rapidly against the ground. "It's my job to care for children, you know! I'm so so so super careful all the time, I promise!!"

     You knew that children were smaller and more fragile humans. If this bot was meant to hang out with children all the time, maybe he really would be careful… "Okay. Let's look together then."

     "YAY!!!" The animatronic sprang up and did a spin. He was surprisingly graceful, unlike the other animatronics you'd met. "We'll find your friends!! And then, and then we can all play together! We'll have a great time, okay??" The bot crouched back down in front of you and offered his two massive hands out to you, cupped together to form a giant bowl.

     You looked back at the port leading back into the walls one last time. Hesitantly, you put your two little front paws on the tip of one of the bot's fingers. The bot held perfectly still, waiting patiently for you to climb aboard. You thought about your missing and unresponsive friends, and the reward of a well deserved recharge back in your nest that awaited you at the end of all of this.

     You hopped up into the bot's hands.

     "Alright!!" The animatronic straightened, and the world flew by in a blur as you were lifted quickly upwards.

     You immediately received several warning pings from your pathfinding program. You were up too far away from any detectable navigable surface. You dismissed the warnings one by one. The program struggled, eventually defining the bot's hands as a decent enough surface.

     True to his word, the bot was very careful, arms moving very smoothly and hands very still and steady beneath you. "Now lets go find your friends!! I'm sure we'll find them in no time at all. OH! Oh, I almost forgot! I have to introduce myself when I make a new friend! I'm Sun!"

     You looked up at the animatronic's front face plate as it spun a full 360 degrees. You attempted to mimic the gesture, tilting your head one way and then the other as far as your neck joint would allow. This caused Sun to giggle.

     You waved your tail, blinking your ID at Sun. "I am RR-YN."

     "I already knew your ID, silly! Don't you have a name?? Do repair rats not have names?" Sun asked.

     "No. We don't need them."

     "Well that's okay! I like nicknames anyways. Can I keep calling you tiny friend??"

     You didn't much care what Sun called you. There were far more important things to worry about. "Yes."

     "Yay!!" The triangles circling Sun's head spun a few inches around, then bounced back to spin the other way. "Okay, let's get going!!"

     Sun took one step towards the room's main door, then stopped. His triangles retracted halfway into his head. You turned your head back to look at Sun curiously.

     "Oh no, I just realized… I can't leave the daycare right now, the lights will be off! I'm only awake when the lights are on…"

     You weren't sure what Sun meant about that. Maybe he meant he was programmed to power down at night when the lights were off? You weren't sure how Sun worked exactly, but you guessed that must be it. If the lights were a problem though, that was no issue.

     "I can turn on the lights. Take me to that wall next to the door," you told Sun.

     Sun obliged. "That's right!! You can fix the lights from inside the walls, can't you?"

     "Yes. I will do this," you told him.

     Sun knelt down by the door, having already crossed the entire room in mere moments. He was right, you really would get around a lot faster with Sun carrying you around.

     You hopped out of Sun's hands and hurried to the port. Once you were in the blissfully comprehendible walls, you quickly navigated up the right paths until you reached the wiring for the lights in the area immediately outside of the daycare. You normally didn't mess with anything not damaged and in need of repairing, but this was a special occasion. You worked quickly with your practiced little paws, reconfiguring the controls so off was on and on was off. With the lights currently set to off for the night, the lights would now actually be on. You'd have to come back and fix this before the lights all automatically switched back over at 6AM, but for now you just needed to help Sun get out of the daycare.

     You hurried back down the path you'd scurried up and left the walls once more. Sun was waiting for you right where you'd left him.

     "Did you do it?? You turned the lights on outside?" Sun asked, offering you his hands once more.

     You climbed up into his hands, blinking the light on your tail as you did. "I did, the lights should be on now."

     Sun carefully peeked out around the door. Sure enough, the area outside was just as brightly lit as the daycare. Sun happily stepped outside.

     "Wow, good job tiny friend!! You really did it!" Sun praised you as he quickly made his way past tables and chairs and towards a flight of stairs. His face swiveled from side to side as he went, on the lookout. He ascended the stairs in a matter of seconds, a feat that would have taken you half an hour to accomplish. You were starting to feel pretty good about your decision to accept Sun's help.

     You kept your eyes focused on the surroundings as well. You didn't see any rats running around, unfortunately. You'd only just started searching though, and there was quite a lot of the building left to search. Searching the entire sprawling multi-level mess of a complex was daunting, but with Sun on your side, this would surely be a cinch. You were feeling pretty confidant, perched way up high in Sun's careful hands. What could possibly go wrong?

#obligatory 'what could go wrong' lol #new fic for all of you <3 this one was super fun lol i hope yall enjoy #eyndr tells a story #fnaf sb #fnaf sb au #fnaf sb fanfic #fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #security breach #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf daycare attendant #moondrop #sundrop #fnaf dca #tw violence #fnaf au i think i smell a rat #i think i smell a rat #fnaf y/n

[eyndr]

Sorry its like 9 hours late but chapter 14 is live on Ao3! :D

New chapters (usually) go up every Tuesday at noon US Eastern time! You can read the next chapter a week in advance (and see / read a bunch of other cool stuff) over on my patreon or you can now buy me a ko-fi :^)

You can also read this fic here on Tumblr if you prefer! And see a bunch of doodles and ramblings about it and other stuff over on my writing blog @eyndr-stories

In Summary: Reader is a forever exhausted young adult who has social difficulties doing their best to pay the bills, so when they get hired at the well-paying, almost entirely automated Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizza-Plex, they don't really hesitate to think things through before stumbling headfirst into a horror mystery surrounding this company and its crew of quirky (and surprisingly kind) animatronics.

This story includes and is not limited to: horror, fluffy stuff, friends to lovers, a lil bit of mystery, silly stuff, themes of FIGHTING THE MAN, moving on from a past you'd rather forget, paranoia, much swearing, an energy drink addiction, making friends with quirky robots, and even cowboy shenanigans! That's right folks this fic has it all lol

#just drove for 12 hours on 4 hours of sleep and im gonna drive another 12 hours tomorrow!! #i am either feeling Very Much or Very Little and i am too tired to tell! #good night!!!!! #sleep tight love you #the stranger the better #fnaf sb fic #fnaf sb #security breach #fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf y/n #fnaf yn #eyndr talks #eyndr tells a story #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #daycare attendant x reader #fnaf dca #dca fandom #fnaf au #fnaf au the stranger the better #security breach fanfic #fnaf fanfic #fnaf sb fanfic

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Last line challenge!

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote/drew and tag as many people as there were words (or however many you want to tag).

I've been tagged by @clxckwork-sun-n-moon @naffeclipse and @eyndr-stories, so y'all are getting a juicy little bit as a treat~

We return to our roots and Robin is having a crisis :3c

Definitely not tagging this many people - I'm so late to this, I have lost track of who's been tagged or not. So! to still invite people, I'll make up a different participation rule!

If you can see something purple (any shade) when you look up from your screen (and also have a line you would like to share), I'm officially tagging you! (Tell me what you saw in your post!)

#post let luce #accidentally undercover #dcamv #my wip #surprise surprise the trolls arent the only thing on my mind #some robin torture is also up there hfjdsk #ironically if eclipse would be there robin would realize theyre simply smitten with only their two idiots in particular #eclipse is their bestie but theyre not each others type #whether that would help their crisis or not ill leave up to your imagination <3

[eyndr-stories]

I Think I Smell A Rat (FNAF SB fanfic) C5 - Aw, Rats

In Summary:

Being a robotic repair rat who lives in the walls of the pizza-plex is a pretty great gig, all things considered! You fix the wires instead of chew them, and you get into tight spaces those silly humans can't reach and fix things up behind the scenes. You do your little tasks diligently, and all is well. That is, until one night when you realize all of your other repair rat friends have gone missing, and almost all of those animatronics outside the walls are acting strange... You aren't sure what it is that needs fixing, but by golly you'll fix it! You just might need a little help along the way...

Things To Know:

Not a lot of warnings for this one! There is some peril and danger, damage to robots, and damage to. Uh, whatever the heck Afton is at this point??

Reader insert! You're a little rat shaped robot a handful of inches long. Lots of borrower-related themes in here

Daycare attendant centered, though the other animatronics make brief appearances. You hang out with Sun in the first half of the story and Moon in the second half!

A little over 17000 words in total, just a lil guy! 5 chapters, they're all pretty short

I somehow managed not to swear once in the entire story, aw hell yeah! Wait-

Ao3 link: Here!

Start Here: Chapter 1

Chapter 4 | Chapter 5

C5 - Aw, Rats

     Without missing a beat, the rats rushed towards you and Moon in one massive wave.

     Moon made an alarmed noise and quickly jumped up onto the nearest table. It groaned and bent under his weight, but held. The rats immediately rushed for the table legs, trying to climb up.

     You quickly flashed your tail light at Moon. "I can't fix the virus with that bot in the way. Can you keep my friends distracted while I try to shut him down??"

     "I can try, but how are you going to get over there??"

     You paused, realizing there was only one timely option. You were not at all confidant that you could cross the whole room by yourself without getting lost. Hesitantly, you flashed a reply. "You'll have to throw me."

     Moon's face plate snapped down to face you fully. "Did I see that right??"

     "There's no time! Throw me now!"

     The rats had made it up the legs of the table and were scrambling towards Moon. Moon wound his arm back as he crouched, ready to jump.

     Moon threw you, and you went sailing through a dizzying blur of undefinable mess. You could hear the table cracking and collapsing, but you couldn't see where Moon had jumped to. A moment later you crashed, sliding across a surface your pathfinding desperately struggled to make sense of. You ignored the program entirely and forcefully focused on only what you could see.

     The computer console was to your left, and above you were the thick cords and bundles of wires stretching from it to the bot sitting to your right. The bot looked surprised to see you, but that surprise was quickly fading. He started to raise an arm, the limb shaking with effort. You had an up close view of the strange mangled combination of machinery and whatever that weird malleable looking purple stuff was.

     You moved, ignoring every warning in your mind telling you to stay put and ping for help because obviously you were malfunctioning, your pathfinder was on the fritz and you'd been experiencing the 'out of bounds' error for far too long now. You jumped up onto the wires overhead and gripped them carefully, scrambling across towards the bot.

     The bot made a grab at you, but you had plenty of experience at this point dodging grabby hands. You jumped over the hand, using the back of it to kick off and get you the rest of the way to the bot. the wires connected to the bot's back and the back of his head. You considered climbing the wires connecting to his head, but those looked too thin to hold you. You'd likely pull them loose and fall if you tried. And so you climbed to bot himself, finding that the leathery parts of the purple stuff provided decent purchase.

     Another hand swiped at you, but it couldn't get close enough. The bot didn't seem mobile enough to reach around to where you were on his back. He seemed to be able to reach above and below though, and he was clawing around blindly, trying to reach you.

     You heard another crash across the room, though you couldn't see what Moon was up to from your vantage point. You had to be quick. You needed to get up to the bot's head so you could shut him down, and fast.

     The bot started to shake from side to side, trying to throw you off. You slipped, and the bot cried out angrily as your claws tore little gashes through the purple stuff. You landed back on top of the wires connecting into the bot's back, trying to hold on to the metal casing the wires fed into for stability. The bot paused, then swiveled his head to look around at the ground.

     It hit you then that the bot couldn't feel you unless you were touching the purple stuff. He was looking to see if you'd fallen off, despite you still clinging to his casing. That meant you had a way up, but you had to be careful. The casing was a lot harder to climb, though it was grimy enough that it wasn't impossible.

     You climbed for all you were worth, going as fast as you dared. You made it up to back of the bot's head and paused. This hardware was unfamiliar, and there was an awful lot of unidentifiable purple stuff mixed in with it all. You reasoned your only goal was to shut the bot down, and so you got to work yanking out anything you could get your paws on.

     The bot howled and his whole body shook. He tried to grab at you, but you'd been lucky enough to damage something dealing with his spatial calibration, and he missed you. You knew he'd still be able to grab you eventually though, so you hurried, pulling and tearing and clipping wires between your teeth.

     You weren't sure which damaged wire it was that sent a horribly overwhelming shock of electricity crashing through you. You hadn't exactly been being careful not to let any wires touch the conductible parts of your casing. For a moment, you could almost physically feel something trying to pry at you. The feeling was strange- you knew you hadn't been grabbed, but you were seized with the sensation of something trying to grab a hold of you none the less.

     You suddenly received a warning ping about being off the main network, of all things. You were still in safe mode, having forgotten about it after setting it earlier when you and Sun had thought the virus was on the main network. You dismissed the ping. There was no time for any of that.

     You pressed through the aftermath of the shock and kept going, dismissing overcharge warnings and ignoring everything else. You disconnected piece after piece until finally, you pulled something that instantly caused the bot to crumple. You nearly lost your footing, but managed to grab hold of the wires connected to his head. He was silent and still.

     There was only a second to rejoice in your success. Moon yelled to you from across the room.

     "Any day now, little rat!!"

     You looked to see Moon had tipped over another table and was using it to try and sweep back the wave of rats still trying to carry out their task. The rats were disorganized and confused, but they were relentless none the less. You quickly turned back to your own task.

     Wasting no time, you scurried back down to the thicker wires and climbed back to the computer console. The casing was already opened, so the bot's wires could be plugged in. You hooked yourself up in no time and started interfacing with the console.

     Moon's situation grew more dire by the second as you flew through files, trying to format a new update file from the old one, this time without the virus. You were having a lot of trouble pulling out and deleting the virus itself. Meanwhile, the rats had finally swarmed over Moon's table. Moon looked around desperately, then eyed the door. He jumped up and pulled himself precariously atop the door, managing to balance on it. The door groaned and its old hinges immediately started to bend. The rats struggling to climb up on either side weren't helping matters either. The door began to bend, wood starting to splinter outwards from the hole Moon had torn when he'd ripped out the doorknob.

     Finally, you discarded the last of the virus from the files. You queued the virus-free update for upload and set it to the highest priority in the hopes that the rats and everyone else would download the new update immediately. Then there was nothing left you could do but wait, so you quickly disconnected and rushed around the side of the console to see how Moon was faring. The console whirred as it uploaded the folder to the main network, the progress bar inching towards full, pausing briefly at 98%.

     Moon yelled as the door finally collapsed under him, and he fell towards a massive heap of robotic rats.

     The console chimed as a message appeared on its screen- 'Upload Complete!'

     All at once, the rats stilled. This was great news for Moon, who was laying in a pile of rats who'd all been a moment away from pulling him apart piece by piece. The rats all slowly started to move again, shifting around and looking at each other. A few were flashing their tail lights at Moon.

     You quickly took yourself out of safe mode and opened up the communication channel you and all the other rats used. You were immediately overwhelmed by an onslaught of pings and messages from all of your friends, all confused and disoriented and struggling to get their pathfinding to work. You might have jumped for joy, if only you weren't so tired. You hadn't charged all night, and your battery was getting really low. You could tell you'd also sustained some minor damage from being tossed around and electrocuted.

     You worked on an explanation, trying to keep it brief. As soon as you sent it, you received hundreds more pings and messages, questions and exclamations from your confounded friends.

     Moon had managed to get to his feet and was carefully shuffling his way over to you. "You realize that if that had been any closer, all you rats would be stuck down here, right?" Moon grumbled.

     "I was going as fast as I could!" You practically fell into Moon's hand when he offered it out to you. "I'm glad you're okay."

     "Yeah… you too," Moon mumbled. He studied the rats shuffling around. "Alright you little pests, listen up!"

     The rats focused on Moon. You noted several messages asking who this rude bot was.

     "I'll lead you all back up into the building. Just follow me. Keep me in sight and stick together," Moon ordered.

     You had to assure everyone that Moon really did know the way out, and that he wasn’t actually as mean as he seemed. The rats all gathered together, circling around Moon. Moon carefully made his way to the door, and the rats slowly followed, bumping into each other but managing to follow Moon well enough.

     Moon made his way back through the old restaurant, an army of robot rats following close behind. You did your best to answer questions and assure your friends that Moon was trustworthy.

     It took many trips and a good deal of climbing up and down on Moon's part, but he managed to get every single rat up through the hole he'd made in the stage, and drop them off back in the main building, safe and sound. Your friends all scurried for the welcome sanctuary of the familiar walls, already pinging each other about tasks and repairs and discussing assigned charging shifts for the future.

     You sat with Moon on the stage, next to the hole leading down into what your map assured you was still an empty void.

     Moon peered down into the hole. "I'm thinking its probably a bad idea to just leave that guy sitting around down there."

     "What do you think we should do?" you asked.

     "Disassemble him, just to be safe. We don't want him somehow coming back to cause trouble again."

     "How are you going to do that?? I'm not even sure what he's made of, much less how to take it apart."

     Moon chuckled and tossed his metal hook from hand to hand. "Don't worry. I have a key."

     With that, he jumped back down into the hole one last time.

     You didn't have any complaints, honestly. Knowing what that bot had done to your friends, to Sun, to the other animatronics, and what he'd tried to do to Moon, you couldn't say you were all that upset to know he wouldn't be bothering anyone anymore.

     Once Moon had finished with his business and returned from the void, you had him put the hook back where he'd found it before making good on your promise to fix the lights for him so he could return to the daycare.

     The two of you stood at last in front of the daycare doors, ten minutes to spare until 6.

     "I can fix the lights in the daycare for you," you offered.

     Moon shook his head. "That's alright, I can control the daycare lights myself." He crouched down, holding you carefully in both hands. He didn't lower you to the ground just yet. "…So uh. Tonight sure has been… interesting."

     You nodded. "That's one word for it." You dismissed another low battery warning and focused on Moon. "Thank you for all your help, Moon. I couldn't have done it without you."

     "I know you couldn't have." Moon spun his face plate at you and chuckled. "You're very welcome. If you ever need my gracious assistance again, you know where to find me."

     "I really need to go recharge, but I'll be back soon. I promised Sun a game, once everything got settled."

     "Of course." Moon didn't move to lower you to the ground. He shuffled from side to side, his face plate turned away.

     "…I could play a game with you too when I get back, if you want?" you offered.

     Moon immediately nodded, then froze and looked away again. "Oh sure, whatever, I guess I could spare some time…"

     You would have laughed, if you could. You pat Moon's thumb with a paw. "You've grown fond of me! And to think a few hours ago you were threatening to pull my tail off."

     Moon huffed and unceremoniously dropped you on the ground. "Shoo now, tiny terror. Before I decide to pull your tail off after all."

     You scampered happily over to the wall port beside the daycare doors. You paused and glanced back at Moon. "…I've grown fond of you too."

     Moon tugged his cap down over his face and folded his arms with a huff. You scurried into the walls, leaving Moon behind for now.

     You hurried back to your nest at long last, eager not only to finally get some well earned rest, but also to return to your new friends Sun and Moon. You crawled into place on a charging pad sized just for you, next to a few of your other nest mates, all resting off the long night. As you settled into sleep mode, you wondered how many games you might be able to play before the daycare opened for the day. Maybe you could even invite some of your rat friends along, too.

     Your internal clock ticked over to 6 AM just as you powered down, and with it, the long night was finally put to rest.

~THE END~

#hehoo posting this early for yall >:D #turns out! you get to play with sun and moon all day because #when the human employees find a giant fuckin hole in the stage leading down to an old restaurant with a professionally disassembled #Afton in it. they close the plex for the day to clean shit up and figure out wtf happened overnight #the security footage provides more questions than answers lmao but the higher ups just shrug and tell the staff to clean shit up and be #ready to open back up tomorrow #good news all around for you!! lmao #anyhoo i hope you enjoyed <3 thanks for reading! #eyndr tells a story #fnaf sb #fnaf sb au #fnaf sb fanfic #fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #security breach #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf daycare attendant #moondrop #sundrop #fnaf dca #tw violence #fnaf au i think i smell a rat #i think i smell a rat #fnaf y/n

[eyndr-stories]

I Think I Smell A Rat (FNAF SB fanfic) C2 - Maybe Just ONE Game

In Summary:

Being a robotic repair rat who lives in the walls of the pizza-plex is a pretty great gig, all things considered! You fix the wires instead of chew them, and you get into tight spaces those silly humans can't reach and fix things up behind the scenes. You do your little tasks diligently, and all is well. That is, until one night when you realize all of your other repair rat friends have gone missing, and almost all of those animatronics outside the walls are acting strange... You aren't sure what it is that needs fixing, but by golly you'll fix it! You just might need a little help along the way...

Things To Know:

Not a lot of warnings for this one! There is some peril and danger, damage to robots, and damage to. Uh, whatever the heck Afton is at this point??

Reader insert! You're a little rat shaped robot a handful of inches long. Lots of borrower-related themes in here

Daycare attendant centered, though the other animatronics make brief appearances. You hang out with Sun in the first half of the story and Moon in the second half!

A little over 17000 words in total, just a lil guy! 5 chapters, they're all pretty short

I somehow managed not to swear once in the entire story, aw hell yeah! Wait-

Ao3 link: Here!

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

C2 - Maybe Just ONE Game

     It wasn’t long before you and Sun ran into trouble. You’d just made your way back out of the walls, having turned the lights on to the corridor ahead, when you heard Sun cheerfully greet someone else.

     Sun bounced excitedly. “Roxanne Wolf!! Wow wow it’s so nice to see you! You hardly ever visit the daycare except for birthdays. How are you?!”

     Roxanne stalked across the funky carpet floor. Her walking animation was off, slow and jerky, like she was having trouble pathfinding properly. You stood cautiously next to the port leading back into the walls. Neither bot had seen you emerge just yet.

     Sun noticed Roxy’s strange walk as well. “Uh oh, are you feeling okay??”

     Roxy didn’t reply, but her gaze fixed intently on Sun. She lifted her arms, as if to grab Sun, now only a few paces away. Those claws of hers looked menacing, but you knew they were just fancy guitar picks. All the animatronics had them except for Sun, so they could pluck the strings of their instruments despite their massive metal fingers.

     “Oh, do you want a hug?! I’d love a hug!! We can hug!” Sun excitedly threw his arms out for a big hug.

     Roxy raised a hand, winding back as if to strike. You realized that striking Sun was actually exactly what she meant to do, and you panicked.

     “SUN.” You darted forwards, waving your flashing tail.

     This got the attention of both bots. Roxy paused a moment away from heaving a clawed hand down at Sun to fix her intimidating gaze on you instead.

     “RUN,” you quickly told Sun, already darting back towards the wall.

     Sun seemed to have realized that Roxy was not actually about to give him a hug. “This is NOT how we treat our friends, Roxy!!” Sun yelled as he ran.

     You were very suddenly plucked clean off the ground. After a moment of terror wondering if Roxy had been closer behind you than you’d realized, you noticed between the pathfinding warnings that the metal fingers around you were yellow, and did not have any claws. They were also cradling you very carefully. After a moment of disorientation and hurriedly dismissing warnings, you poked your head out between Sun’s fingers to see Sun had made it through the door into the next corridor and was trying to close the door behind him via the control panel next to the door.

     Roxy made it to the door a moment later. She punched the control panel on her side of the door, and the door slid back open.

     Sun immediately hit the controls again, and the door slid closed. Roxy and Sun went back and forth, and after a moment you remembered why Roxy couldn’t just jump through. All the bots were programmed to wait until a door was completely open to step through, as a safety feature. Sun and Roxy were locked in a cycle of opening and closing the door, Roxy unable to get through and Sun unable to move away without letting the door open.

     You quickly wiggled out of Sun’s hand and scurried across his arm. Your little claws clung very well to the fabric of Sun’s pants as you climbed down to the ground.

     “Tiny friend, where are you going??” Sun asked.

     “Closing the door,” you quickly flashed before darting into the walls.

     You made your way up to the door controls. Once you reached them, you paused, realizing this wouldn’t be quite as easy as you’d thought. There were active signals constantly transmitting back and forth as Sun and Roxy opened and closed the door. In order to rewire the door shut, you’d need to time your move carefully. Your little paws were insulated, so it wasn’t a shock you were worried about. But if the mechanism detected an active charge going through a severed wire before you could connect it again, the whole thing would shut off as a safety feature to prevent sparks and a potential fire, and the door would be stuck open by default, leaving Sun to face Roxy with no easy escape.

     You timed it out carefully. You had an opening a few milliseconds long between signals, so long as Sun and Roxy kept up the same pattern. You were fast, but you weren’t sure if you were that fast. You’d never had to reconnect a wire under a time limit before.

     Focusing on your internal timer, you set your teeth on the wires you needed to sever and waited…

     Now.

     Snip! And then an instant motion of paws twisting as fast as you could make them go, and then…

     Silence.

     You weren’t sure if the controls didn’t have any more signals going through it because the other bots had stopped pressing the buttons or because you hadn’t been quick enough. The path back out of the walls was much longer than you remembered it being.

     You leapt through the port and back into the corridor where you’d left Sun.

     “Tiny friend!!” Sun knelt down in front of you, his rays swaying happily.

     The door was closed. Roxy was stuck on the other side. You’d done it.

     You collapsed with relief, flopping over on the ground.

     "You did such a good job!! Thank you so much." Sun reached out and gave your little head a pat. "I'm not sure what's gotten into our friend Roxy, she's not usually… well. She can be mean sometimes, but she would NEVER hit anyone!!"

     "Something is wrong…" You were beginning to worry about your fellow robotic rat friends. Maybe Roxy or even another bot got to them… but why would nearly all of them be missing?? At the least there would be total system shutdown pings on the network and a last known location from the downed rats. But the network was still quiet.

     Sun hugged his knees and tapped his pointy shoes on the ground. His sun rays slowly retracted into his head. "What do you think is making Roxy feel sick? That's it, right? She's just not feeling herself! Usually she loves to talk, but she didn't say a thing earlier! If she's sick, that means you or someone else could fix her, right?? You can fix things, you're really good at fixing things!"

     Your reply was hesitant, somewhat quiet. Not in volume of course, but your tail light was a bit dimmer than normal as you blinked out a reply. "I don’t know how to fix Roxy. I do not even know what is wrong with her. Repair rats were not designed to interact with you animatronics, so all I know is what I have learned from observing over the years."

     "Oh." Sun's face plate turned briefly to the door. After a moment, he looked back down at you. "You would help fix her if you could, right?"

     You replied honestly. "Yes. If I knew what to do and was capable of doing it, I would. It’s my job to repair, my nature."

     Sun nodded. "Would you help me figure out how to help Roxy? After we find your friends, of course!" Sun suddenly straightened. "Oh!! Do you think whatever made Roxy sick also made your friends sick??"

     You considered that for a moment. If it was some kind of bug or even a virus making Roxy act the way she had, you supposed anyone connected to the main network could have accidentally been infected. Every bot in the building, even the wet floor sign bots, had to connect to the main network at least every once in a while for system updates. "I think it is possible. If it was a virus, why are you and I not affected? Are the other animatronics affected as well, or just Roxy? More information will likely lead to a solution."

     "Yeah! So how do we learn more?? If the others are acting like Roxy too, it might be dangerous to ask them…"

     "Maybe we can observe from far away. I'm good at that."

     "Good idea! We can play pretend that we're spies on a secret undercover mission!!" Sun swung his arms around, doing a few karate chops.

     "You can pretend if you want. I will just be me."

     "Aww, but it would be fuuuuun!!" Sun slumped over dramatically, spinning his face at you. "You don't like to play, do you?"

     "We do not have time to play." You realized then that you and Sun had been sitting around for five whole minutes, wasting time chatting. You started to scurry along, waving your tail at Sun to follow.

     Sun sprang to his feet and easily kept pace with you. "We can play after the work is all done, right?? Once we find and fix all the friends and everything is okay?"

     "Fine, fine. We can play later if you really want to so badly."

     "YAY!!!" Sun cartwheeled past you, ending with a happy little hop. Well, as ‘little’ as a hop could be when the climax of the jump was more than thrice as tall as you. He crouched back down as you caught up and offered his hands out to you. "We'll have SO much fun, you'll see! We can play all kinds of games, you can even invite all your friends!!"

     You climbed up into Sun's hands and imagined for a moment close to a hundred repair rats all sitting around a table together with Sun. The thought was amusing, even if you couldn't imagine what kind of game Sun would have that would host so many players. You couldn't really imagine any games at all, actually.

     "I have never played a game before," you told Sun.

     Sun stopped dead in his tracks and stared down at you. "Never?? Not ever?! Not even ONE game?!?"

     "No."

     "You- you don't ever have any fun?!"

     "No."

     You'd never been at all adept at understanding the expressions of the animatronics or the humans, and Sun's rigid unanimated face plate didn't emote at all anyways. However, Sun managed to make it transparently clear regardless that he was upset nearly to the point of tears. He was shaking and hunched over, and his rays had retracted all the way into his head, and he was making the most pitiful little sounds.

     Sun straightened suddenly, still managing not to jostle you. "That simply will NOT stand. You can't just work work work all the time and never play! Gosh, how horrible!! I can't believe you've NEVER EVER played before even once!! We should play a game while we look, what do you say??"

     "No time." You weren't sure why this had Sun so worked up. You needed to keep moving, there was work to be done, things to fix.

     "We can play as we walk! Please please please?!"

     Sun sounded like he might collapse in despair if you declined, and you sort of needed him to get around hastily. You begrudgingly agreed.

     "Just ONE game. And we have to keep moving."

     "Okay!!" Sun did another happy little hop and immediately started moving again, long strides carrying the two of you down the curving corridor. "Oh boy, your first game!! Okay okay, so this game is called I-Spy! It's easy, all you have to do is pick something you can see."

     "Okay. I pick that plastic potted plant over there." You wiggled your nose in the direction of a decorative plant to Sun's left.

     Sun giggled and shook his head. "No no, the game is that I have to guess what you've picked, silly! You can't tell me what it is unless I guess right!" Sun elaborated, explaining that the guesser would ask if items in the area, matching a brief description, were the item in question. "You can guess first, okay? Are you ready to give it a try?"

     "Sure." You couldn't see how this 'game' could possibly be considered fun, but if it kept Sun moving, you would indulge him.

     "Okay!! I spy with my little eye… something… red!" Sun declared.

     You gazed around halfheartedly, looking down the corridor for red items. "Is it the red squares on the carpet?"

     "Nope! Good guess, try again!"

     "Is it… that vending machine?" you tried.

     "No, not quite!"

     You looked around again. What else was red around here? Your eyes were very good with color, even in low lighting, so that you could easily tell different wires apart. Finally, you spotted a poster near the end of the hall, depicting a few of the main animatronic characters performing together. The background of the poster was a bright red flowing curtain.

     "Is it that poster at the end of the hall?"

     "Yeah!! You got it! Wow, good job!" Sun cheered.

     "I got it!" You held your head a little higher. You looked back at Sun, who was bouncing with every step as his sun rays swayed back and forth. "…Alright. I guess games are… nice."

     Sun laughed. "They are!! Do you want to keep playing?"

     "Yes."

     You played I-Spy with Sun for a while. It was a very convenient game, since you were already keeping an eye out for your friends anyways. It even had the added bonus of helping you get more accustomed to using your eyes. You were, admittedly, having fun. You were even a little annoyed when you had to stop in order to get into the walls and turn on the lights for the next area. You had no idea that playing games and having fun could be so… so… you couldn't even describe it.

     No wonder Sun had been so insistent on the games this whole time. Playing games was fun. Having fun made you happy. Oh- that's what it was. Happy, you were happy.

     You weren't sure if you'd ever been happy before. Satisfied, maybe. You liked doing a good job and getting your tasks done and fixing things, that all felt good. Like a circuit board with all its neat little pieces lined up just right, everything wired up correctly. Happy was something close, but still almost entirely different. It was more like when a damaged rat finally returned to the nest after a long repair.

     You couldn't complain. Of all the things you'd felt so far, this was considerably more enjoyable than some other things. Like physical damage, or buggy updates, the out of bounds error, or not being able to fix something and being unable to dismiss the task until it was fixed.

     Sun paused, and you brought your full attention back to him. He was staring at a poster advertising the daycare, the hours of operation listed at the bottom.

     "I hope we can get everything sorted soon. I know we've only been gone for an hour and a half, but I miss the daycare. I don't usually like to leave. Everything makes sense, and it feels cozy, I belong there! But this is really important." Sun sighed and slowly carried on.

     You studied Sun for a moment. You felt the same way about being in the walls, and your charging nest. You were designed for the walls, built for that specific environment. Sun was built for the daycare.

     You waved your tail, bringing Sun's attention back to you. "Sun. Thank you for helping me."

     "Of course, tiny friend!" Sun carefully gave you a pat with a thumb.

     You and Sun carried on. You'd turned on half the lights in the whole building at this point, and hadn't found any more answers.

     Your luck finally changed however when you made it to the food court.

     You'd been avoiding the area because the light controls were harder to get to and a bit more complicated. The whole space was quite large, and you'd have to leave Sun for a while in order to get to all the controls. There were three entire floors to activate the lights for, and that meant a lot of climbing for you. Not that you minded, you'd just been hoping you wouldn't have to spend so much time running around fixing lighting controls while your friends were all possibly in danger somewhere.

     After figuring out all the lights for the food court, you quickly made your way back to Sun. You could tell he’d gotten worried by how long you’d been gone, and he was especially relieved to see you again.

     Sun lifted the rolling shutter gate and carried you through into the food court. You were up on the second floor, surrounded by directories and benches and stroller corrals and vending machines. Sun crept up to the railing, whispering about sneaky spies.

     You and Sun peered down into the brightly lit food court together.

     There were several animatronics hanging out on the main floor. You could see Monty and Chica aimlessly ambling around the open crowd space in front of the big stage where they usually put on performances. Freddy was stalking slowly between rows of tables, occasionally bumping into the edge of a chair or table. You could see evidence of the gang’s poor pathfinding everywhere- toppled trashcans and downed fake plants.

     It seemed Roxy was still wandering around somewhere in the halls behind you, since she seemed to be missing. You weren’t sure if you would prefer to have them all in one place or not.

     Sun took a few steps back away from the rail. He crouched down and held you up closer to his face so he could whisper to you. “They all look like how Roxy looked. If everyone is sick, that means it wasn’t just a bug with Roxy…”

     “It has to be some kind of virus. It must be in the main network if they all have it,” you reasoned.

     “Oh dear, oh no.” Sun grabbed one of his rays with his free hand, pulling at it with worry. “This is no good. I’m glad I don’t have it too, I have to help you fix this!”

     You still had no idea how to fix whatever this was. You had the beginnings of an idea, but you weren’t sure how good of a plan it was.

     “I bet I don’t have it yet because I’m not on the network!! I’ve been in safe mode this whole time. I don’t like to connect to the network unless I have to, it’s too noisy!” Sun shook his head.

     “Maybe I should put myself in safe mode too, just in case.” You had no plans to connect to the main network anytime soon, but you figured you should stay on the safe side anyways. You would be disconnected from the sub-network all the rats used to communicate too, but there was no one on that network anyways. You’d been checking every five minutes, to no avail.

     “Good idea. So what do we do?? How can we fix everyone?” Sun asked.

     “I have an idea, but I do not know how well it will work.”

     “I’m sure it’s a great idea!! Besides, I don’t have any ideas at all.”

     You sat back on your hind legs as you explained your idea, folding your two front paws together. Sun patiently and quietly watched your tail light blink out your plan.

     “I do not think it is safe for either of us to contact the others directly. So in order to help them without being near them, my idea is to modify the charging stations around the building to set them to safe mode automatically once they enter for a charge. I can do the same with the charging nests in the walls for the other rats.”

     “Ohhh that’s really smart!! Yeah, that’s a great plan, lets do that!” Sun excitedly shot to his feet. “I know where all the charging stations are! I’ll take you to the nearest one first!”

     Sun was already moving before he’d even finished talking. You arrived in no time at all; the nearest station was just around the corner, by the entrance to the Roxy Raceway attraction.

     “Can you set me on top of the station, please?” you asked.

     Sun happily obliged, stretching his arm up high enough for you to climb atop the cylindrical chamber. You took a moment to marvel at the convenience of having an extremely tall friend- it would have taken you ages to climb up on your own. You dipped your tail back over the edge and flashed a thanks to Sun.

     You heard Sun reply immediately. “You’re welcome, tiny friend!! Good luck!”

     You turned your focus to the task at hand.

     Changing the controls to set a charging animatronic to safe mode turned out to be more involved than you’d hoped. Not impossible, just difficult. There were a lot of safety features in place to keep anyone from tampering with the charging stations.

     Sun shuffled around aimlessly while he waited, doing quiet gymnastics and poking at the surrounding decor.

     You were almost finished, and had paused to glance up as Sun did a particularly impressive backwards flip, when you noticed motion behind Sun, on the stairs leading up from the main floor to the second.

     “SUN.” You waved your tail frantically, getting Sun’s attention. “HIDE.”

     Sun froze for a panicked moment, then quickly swiveled his head around, searching for a hiding spot. He dropped to the floor and quickly wiggled his way under a bench, and not a moment too soon.

     Monty reached the second floor and turned to face you. You quickly scurried back away from the edge of the charging station. You could hear Monty’s heavy steps clomping closer, though you were pretty sure he hadn’t seen you. Monty must be coming to charge.

     Moving quickly, you rushed to finished your work. You could use this as a test of sorts, to be sure putting the animatronics in safe mode worked before you and Sun wasted a lot of time and effort going around the entire building to alter as many charging stations as possible.

     You finished your work in the nick of time. The door of the charging station slid shut, and you could hear the chamber whir to life. The door lock activated, and Monty entered rest mode.

     Sun tentatively poked his head out from under the bench.

     “Safe,” you assured.

     Sun shimmied his way back out from under the bench. “That was a close call!” Sun wiped imaginary sweat from his brow and angled his face plate up towards you. “Did you do it?? Is it all fixed?”

     You bobbed your head in the affirmative. “Yes, it should work. I think we should wait around and see if Monty is better.”

     “Good idea! Then we’ll know if it made him feel better or not!” Sun reached up and offered you a hand. You hopped down into his hand.

     Sun cupped you close to his chest and eyed the charging station. “It usually only takes me five to ten minutes to complete a charge. Do you think the glamrocks charge just as fast? Or maybe even faster??”

     “I’m not sure,” you answered honestly. “I suppose we’ll find out.”

     You and Sun waited patiently for the first minute, then impatiently for the next four.

     "…He's still not done charging." Sun heaved a sigh and sat down heavily on the bench, hands still carefully cupped around you. He threw his face plate back dramatically and kicked his feet out.

     "I bet it's ten minutes. Shouldn't be too much longer now, hopefully." You padded around impatiently in Sun's hands.

     "We haven't seen any of your friends around. Where do you think they could be?" Sun wondered.

     "I don't know… I'm worried." You half expected to see someone every time you went back into the walls to fix the lights, but the walls were strangely empty. Even if they had been infected by this virus that seemed to have infected most of the animatronics, surely they'd still at least be wandering around…?

     "Aw, I'm sure we'll find them! Maybe they're all hanging out together somewhere? Maybe there was a really really big repair that needed doing somewhere and we just haven't found it yet!"

     "Yeah, maybe." You pat a paw against Sun's palm appreciatively. "Thanks, Sun. And thank you again for helping me."

     "Of course!! And thank YOU for helping ME with my friends too!" Sun nodded towards the charging station.

     As if on cue, the charging station door suddenly hissed open, causing both you and Sun to start. Sun leapt to his feet as Monty stumbled out of the station.

     "Monty!! Montgomery Gator, hi hi! How are you feeling?!" Sun asked.

     Monty's attention snapped to Sun. His head twitched to the side, and he crouched slightly.

     You got a very bad feeling just then, like an unexpected shock, too much electricity overloading your circuits.

     "Sun-" you started to warn.

     Monty sprang forwards, lunging at Sun with clawed hands outstretched.

     Sun cried out and quickly spun around, hunching over you as his hands closed in tight around you. You felt a violent shudder and a horrible high pitched metallic scraping sound that sent an uncomfortable amount of grating feedback piercing through your audio processors.

     "Ouchie," Sun whined.

     Sun was moving, and you could barely see through the cracks between his fingers. He was running for the nearest door- luckily, you'd already been through the hallway beyond with Sun earlier and the lights were already on- and you could hear Monty in hot pursuit.

     You could finally see again as Sun adjusted his hands, cradling you to his chest with one while the other hit the door controls. You were already moving after a brief moment of reorienting yourself. Monty and Sun went back and forth with the door controls as you darted into the walls.

     You were moving as fast as your little legs would carry you. You knew Sun had to be damaged, but you hadn't been able to get a good look at him. You did your best to focus on the most pressing problem; getting this door shut so Monty couldn't hurt Sun again.

     You could barely wait the milliseconds required between signals. You cut the wire and deftly reconnected it. All was still and far too quiet.

     When you finally made it back out of the walls, Sun was sitting on the ground, his face plate turned all the way around so he could see the damage on the back of his casing. The door was closed, and you could hear Monty stomping around on the other side.

     "Hi tiny friend," Sun said quietly, his face plate swiveling back around to look at you. "So ummm. There's good news and there's bad news."

     You were already scurrying around Sun to look at the damage for yourself. Sun's face turned to follow you.

     "The good news is that parts and service is really close by!" Sun said as you sat there and stared. "The bad news is that I need to get there pretty much as fast as physically possible."

     There were three gashes in the metal near Sun's shoulder, right above and leading into where his casing had been entirely torn away. There were a lot of exposed and severed wires, as well as at least one support beam spanning the vertical length of his endoskeleton's spine that looked a breath away from snapping.

     You finally snapped out of it and started quickly flashing your tail at Sun. "Do not turn to either side. Do not lift your left arm. Stand slowly and move quickly." You climbed up Sun's leg and scaled his scarf in order to get up onto his shoulder, so he wouldn't have to reach out and lift you.

     Sun did as ordered, moving very carefully. You heard some concerning groaning, but nothing snapped. Sun made his way down the hall towards a 'Staff Only' door leading down into the access tunnels.

     "Wowie, that sure is a lot of warning pings and damage errors!" Sun laughed nervously. His voice was strained and much higher pitched than usual.

     "Keep moving. You'll be okay. I'll fix you."

     Sun nodded. "My tiny friend is very good at fixing things."

     "Right." You kept checking and double checking your internal clock. Time seemed to be moving a little too slowly as Sun made his way slowly but surely to parts and service.

#I think this was the longest chapter of all of them #teeny little story #eyndr tells a story #fnaf sb #fnaf sb au #fnaf sb fanfic #fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #security breach #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf daycare attendant #moondrop #sundrop #fnaf dca #tw violence #fnaf au i think i smell a rat #i think i smell a rat #fnaf y/n

[eyndr-stories]

Tea Time Tall Tails (FNAF SB Fanfic)

Combining a few cute suggestions from Ao3 for this one! The_TRUE_Fanfiction_Princess: Somehow we discover a setting that makes us make mouse sounds? Gaiko: Reader cheering up Sun or Moon after a bad day? Or alternatively, Reader and the rest of the Rat fam have a game night / gossip party just sit around and spill da tea XD

This chapter is a standalone in-universe scenario for 'I Think I Smell A Rat', no previous reading required! All you need to know is you're a lil robot repair rat who lives in the walls of the plex and you're pals with Sun and Moon.

EDIT: I ALMOST FORGOR!!!!! The new stylish little bowties the rats have are inspired by THIS AMAZING FANART right here by @shirajellyfish!!! Everyone go look at it right now its so cute

This chapter contains: - Silly fun times with the boys! - The rats all make rat noises now, and if you know your rats you'll know that some noises mean a rat is scared or in distress, but for the purposes of this fic, I'm declaring right here that when the repair rats make the noises everything is fine, they're just randomly pulling audio files from a folder called 'misc rat sounds' some software guy put together from synthesized sounds. The squeaks are just cute rat sounds! No rats were harmed during the making of this fic lmao - This really is just a silly fun fluffy chapter ^_^

Ao3 link here!

The main fic this is based off of here: (I Think I Smell A Rat)

Tea Time Tall Tails

     You wouldn't say you had a favorite task per se, you just enjoyed doing the tasks and seeing them vanish off your little list and appear again in the network's completed task archive. And there were definitely some tasks that were easier than others. But of all the tasks, you sure did enjoy fixing the arcade machines when they broke quite a lot.

     All the arcade machines in the plex had either been built or modified after purchase to accommodate repair rats. They had ports just your size in the back, right by the power cable, and the ones built by the company had steep little paths along the inside walls for you to climb.

     You weren’t sure what it was about the arcade machines. Maybe it was just that fixing one had been your very first task ever upon activation. Maybe it was how simple they usually were to fix, making for a quick reward of ticking the task off the list. You weren’t sure, but you were in good spirits tonight. You’d gotten to fix two arcade machines, and with all the rest of your tasks done as well, you were on your way back to the nest for a quick recharge before you got to see your very tall friends in the daycare.

     Charging took longer than expected; there was a decent update waiting for you to power down and install it. A very brief and uncaring glance at the file told you this was actually the second part of a different update you'd received this morning. You'd had to go to parts and service for that, as there were apparently some small new parts to install and older parts to replace. This whole 'update' thing was more a very minor annoyance than anything, and you quickly put it out of mind once you were awake once more. You were excited to get to the daycare and hang out with your friends!

     When you finally arrived, you were thrilled to see a few more of your repair rat friends were already here as well. Ever since Sun had extended the invitation, the daycare had become almost a hub for any rats with some free time. You and the other rats, as it turned out, were somewhat starved for games and play time. You all worked so hard all the time, and before you’d met the daycare attendant, none of you had ever really taken time off to relax or have fun. It was always busy busy busy, work work work.

     Now though, you all had lots of games to play, and Sun and Moon never got bored or lonely after closing anymore either.

     “Tiny friend!!” Sun greeted you with as much enthusiastic delight as always, bounding over to scoop you up the moment you set foot in the daycare. “How are you??”

     You waved your tail and used the light at the end to blink out a reply in morse code. To your surprise however, the moment you began to blink your light, a sound jumped straight out of you.

     You and Sun both froze. You swiveled your head around in surprise, but you and Sun were the only ones around. Your rat friends were all the way across the daycare at one of the plastic tables. A moment later, you processed that the noise had come from you.

     "Did you just… squeak?!" Sun cried. He was practically vibrating with delight.

     "I… think… so…?" You slowly blinked in reply. This time you heard quiet chittering noises coming from you as you did. Those sounds were definitely coming from you. You paused to take a closer look at those update files. "Ah. I've acquired a speaker box, it seems. And several audio files."

     "Yes!! That's right, a few of your friends told me you all got an update! Just when I thought you couldn't get any cuter!!" Sun bounced from side to side and gave your head a little pat. "You make cute little mousey sounds now with your little… squeaker box!" Sun giggled. He held you up closer to his grinning face plate. "OH!! And look at this, it's so teeny I almost didn't see it! You've got a little bowtie now too, ahhh!"

     You had to admit, the pun was amusing. You weren't sure about these noises, though. They didn't really have a practical use. Who thought this was a necessary update?? You had actually noticed the bowtie; that had been a new addition after this morning's parts and service updates, but you hadn't really paid it much mind at all. Much like the noises, it didn't seem all that necessary to your tasks. "It appears I'm set by default to make random noises when certain conditions are met. Tail light activation, task completion, being in standby mode for more than a minute… I believe I can turn these settings off easily enough."

     Sun gasped, as if you'd committed a horrible offense. "NOOO! But the noises are so cuuuuute!! Pleeease please pretty please keep them on??"

     "They don't serve any purpose! In fact playing noises all the time is going to take up more battery power, so I'll be less efficient!" you argued.

     "How much battery would they take?"

     "…" You ran a quick calculation. "I estimate 0.063% battery power will be used for these noises per each charge."

     "Aw common, that's barely anything!" Sun pouted, slumping over and drawing his sun rays in slightly. "I guess if you really want to turn the noises off, that's your choice of course…"

     Sun looked so sad, like this was a true travesty for him. You deliberated for a moment. You hated seeing Sun so upset. "…I suppose I'll leave the settings on for now. Just while I'm in the daycare, though."

     Sun instantly brightened, springing back up as his rays all popped back out. "Yippie!!!"

     You still couldn't grasp why this mattered so much to him, but you'd humor him anyways.

     "Oh, but we've gotten distracted by your adorable new features!! How are you, tiny friend?" Sun asked.

     “I’m great! I’ve been having a great day today. I fixed some arcade machines,” you told him. You squeaked and chirped as you did, and Sun started bouncing again.

     “Oooh fun! I’m so glad to hear that!” Sun’s rays swayed happily. His grinning face plate took up nearly your entire field of view as he held you right up at eye level. You couldn't see precisely what his optics were focused on, but you got the feeling he was admiring your little bowtie.

     You returned the question. “How are you?”

     “No need to worry about me tiny friend!!” Sun did a spin, hands closing slightly around you in a protective manner. He’d never once dropped you before, but he was always extra careful anyways. “Today was a little tense for us… A few little friends weren’t playing nice, but they were playing much kinder after Moon had them take a nap! So everything is fine, no need to worry. Also!! Your friends and I were just talking about having a tea party, would you like to join us??”

     Something about Sun's tone had made you wary, but the mention of a new game immediately stole your attention. “Tea party??” You’d never played that game before! “Sure!”

     Sun happily carried you across the entire daycare in a flash, bringing you to join a small number of other rats all hanging out at one of the small plastic tables.

     Sun set you down at the table, then started setting up while you greeted the others. One of your nest mates was here, RR-TI. They seemed delighted to see you, and you happily waved your tail at them in greeting. Everyone else seemed to have gotten the update already as well; you saw tiny bowties all around.

     “Okay, everyone gets their own teacup! And here’s the teapot, and we’ve got snacks too!” Sun set out colorful plastic cups and saucers and a matching teapot, as well as a big plate full of plastic wrapped packs of fazbear-themed animal crackers, all in the shapes of the glamrocks.

     Not that any of you could eat or enjoy the snacks, but you didn’t yet know the rules of this game so you couldn’t really say much.

     Sun went on. “Tea parties are easy and fun! All you have to do is take turns telling stories. They don’t have to be real, but friendly gossip is encouraged! There is another thing you have to do, but I don’t think it applies to repair rats. You must hold your pinky out like this when you take a sip of tea!” Sun demonstrated, lifting his teacup and sticking his pinky finger up in the air. He tipped the empty cup into his grin. “Mmm, tasty!”

     You weren’t the only one confused by the rules of this game. Several rats flashed questions at once, and a small chorus of chirps started up.

     “But the cups are all empty!”

     “Are the snacks like points? Do we earn them later?”

     “How do you win tea party?”

     “What kind of stories do we tell?”

     Sun gently set his teacup down on his saucer. “There’s no points in tea parties, sillies! This isn’t a game you win or loose, its just a fun pretend game!”

     “Pretend?” You and the other rats shared confused looks.

     “Yes, pretend! You act like something is true, even if it’s not! For fun! Here, why don’t I start us off since you all seem a little confused…” Sun took the teapot and carefully poured nothing at all into his teacup. He lifted his cup next. “I was chatting with the mermaids earlier and you’ll never believe what they told me! They said that miss Roxanne Wolf can count all the way to one trillion! And she’s the best at it, too!!”

     “I can count to one trillion. That’s not very hard,” RR-TI said.

     A few other rats agreed.

     “Who are the mermaids?” another rat wondered. “I’ve never seen a ‘mermaid’ in the building before.”

     “There are no mermaids! Just like there is no tea,” Sun explained.

     “No mermaids??” Your friends just looked more confused. “But you claimed to have spoken with them a minute ago?”

     “That was just pretend. I made it up!” Sun said patiently. He took another ‘sip’ from his empty teacup, pinky raised.

     “Made it up?? But why?” RR-TI asked.

     “For fun! I thought it would make for a more interesting story. That’s what’s fun about tea parties, you can tell any kind of stories you like! It’s just for fun, just pretend!” Sun gestured to you. “Why don’t you give it a try?”

     You froze up, still confused as to how this game worked. “Um…” You scrambled to come up with the correct way to take your turn. Sun had said there was no winning or loosing, not even any points, so you supposed it didn’t matter much if you messed up. Still, you were at a bit of a loss. “I… was talking to… the werewolves, and they told me… Montgomery Gator makes delicious soup?” You sniffed at your cup, but there was still no tea in it, and you had no pinky finger to lift regardless.

     “Not bad!!” Sun applauded your efforts.

     “I just used your story as a template and replaced a few details,” you admitted.

     “I could tell! That’s okay though, you still did really good for your first try, even if it wasn’t entirely original. That's how we learn best sometimes! Am I right to think that maybe you're all still a little lost?"

     You and the others all agreed- this new game was very confusing.

     "I don't know how to play this game correctly," you told Sun.

     "There's not really a right or wrong way to play pretend! All you have to do is have fun with it," Sun said.

     How strange. All the games you'd played prior had been very structured. There were rules, points, strategy. You'd had a lot of fun with those, but now that you were thinking about it, you weren't even sure how 'fun' was supposed to work. If the only important rule of this tea party game was to have fun and 'pretend'… you actually had no idea how to go about either of those tasks.

     Looking around, you saw your other rat friends at the table were in much the same predicament. You noticed the sub-network you and all the other repair rats in the building shared had a few low priority query pings on it.

     Task Assistance: How to fun?

     Task Assistance: How to pretend?

     These queries gathered more confused questioning from other rats than answers.

     "You all still look pretty confused. Let me ask you all this… what things do you think are fun?" Sun asked, folding his arms over the table.

     "Chess is fun!" RR-TI said. A few other rats agreed.

     "Tag is fun," another rat chimed in.

     "The arcade machine tasks are fun," you added.

     A different rat chittered at you and shook their head. "Arcade tasks are NOT fun. Those are boring."

     You were about to defend your favorite task when Sun jumped back in.

     "That's all great!! And remember that sometimes different things are more fun for different people!" Sun pat you and your almost-enemy on your heads with gentle fingertips. "Think about that feeling you get when you do these things. It's a lighthearted pleasure, feels just like a fresh charge, right?"

     You and the others agreed with this.

     Sun gestured with his hands while he explained, the bells on his wrists jingling merrily. "The best kind of fun, in my opinion, is when you have fun doing something that isn't also a task that needs doing, or a chore that needs completing. Although those can be fun too! But my favorite fun is when you do it just simply to have fun! Pretend is really great for that, because there's no other tasks to it! No points or scores or winning or loosing, you just be silly and playful and it's fun!"

     "No task? Just fun??" RR-TI wondered.

     You thought you were starting to understand. You weren't sure if you could do anything if it wasn't a task of some sort, but you were willing to try. "I think I get it. Can I try again?"

     Sun nodded happily. "Of course!!"

     You raised your tail and started another 'pretend' story. "I was doing my tasks the other day… when… the whole building flooded! There was water everywhere, and I had to swim around to find… the drain. To get rid of the water! But I couldn't find it… And then Sun's mermaid friends came along and helped me find it, and I opened the drain, and the water went away."

     Sun applauded, ecstatic over your efforts. "That was really great!! Good job, I loved it! You even remembered my mermaids, how sweet!"

     You were delighted with the praise. Was pretend really that easy? All you had to do was tell lies, essentially. But in a way that was, undoubtedly, fun.

     The other rats seemed to be catching on as well.

     "Okay! I have a story too," RR-TI said.

     "Tell us the gossip!!" Sun exclaimed, setting his face plate atop his hands, his elbows on the table.

     "Freddy Fazbear… has a secret golden hat that can… turn you into a plant when you wear it!" RR-TI proclaimed.

     "Ooooh no way! I had no idea!" Sun put his hands over his grin in surprise.

     "He doesn't really, that I know of. I made it up," RR-TI assured.

     "That's right, I'm playing along! That can be part of the fun, like how tiny friend- er, RR-YN mentioned my mermaids in their story," Sun explained.

     "Oh!" RR-TI nodded in understanding.

     You and the other rats and Sun went around taking turns 'gossiping' and telling outlandish stories. You even played off each other, referencing the other's tall tales in your stories, or mentioning that one of the others had been there for the fictitious events, so they could play along with it.

     Sun would occasionally sip his nonexistent tea, pinky out, and you realized that was part of the fun too. Pretending there was tea in the cup. For your next story, you pretended there was tea in your cup as well, and braced your paws on the rim to act out sticking your nose in the cup and taking sips of tea. You proclaimed the tea to be delicious, and Sun thanked you kindly and told you he'd made it himself from scratch.

     It was strange, but you really were having fun. There was no task, no points to win or loose. You were just being silly and saying silly things just for the delight of it. Your friends were all in on it as well and would play along with you, and you were all having fun together.

     When it came time for Moon's turn, you and the other rats were practically experts at tea party. The lights all dimmed and Moon's glowing red optics were met with a small crowd of delighted blinking little lights and happy squeaking.

     "Moon, guess what! I was turned into an octopus the other day!" RR-TI declared.

     "I'm the one who turned them into an octopus!" another rat chimed in.

     "…Ah. I see Sun has taught you all the vital skill of lying," Moon said, squatting in typical hunched fashion where Sun had been sitting.

     "Fun lying," you corrected.

     "And you're all making noises now too. Sun did leave a note about that." Moon watched you all with amusement. Your rat friends were going back and forth now about octopus sorcery.

     "There was an update earlier. I would have turned my sound settings off but Sun seemed deeply upset at the idea," you said.

     Moon's eye lights rolled. "Typical. He mentioned no less than four times in his note how adorable you sound. They're just silly rat noises."

     "I can turn them off for you, if you would rather," you offered.

     "…I didn't say that." Moon absently picked up his teacup and 'sipped' his tea.

     "Pinky out!!" several rats cried.

     Moon scoffed. "That's Sun's silly rule he got from the kids."

     "It's one of the only rules of tea time. You have to stick your pinky out," RR-TI insisted. The other rats backed them up with affirming squeaks.

     "I don't see any of you sticking your pinkies out," Moon said.

     "Sun says repair rats are exempt from the rule, since we don't have pinkies," another rat told him.

     "Unbelievable. Bending the rules for just anyone… what has the humble tea party come to." Moon 'tsk'ed and took another sip of tea, still not abiding by the 'pinky out' rule.

     Your rat friends were all in distress over the broken rule, but you knew just what to do.

     "Well you know what happens when you break the rules of tea party…" you started.

     "What, will you put me in time out? I'd like to see you try, tiny terror." Moon spun his face plate at you.

     "I don't need to… I've already poisoned your tea while you weren't looking," you said.

     Moon froze, then stared down at his teacup. He gasped and dropped the cup, then dramatically gripped at his chest. "You poisoned me?! The betrayal…!"

     "We warned you not to break the rules." You shook your head at Moon.

     "Grahh!" Moon gasped and coughed, then fell backwards. He lifted a shaking hand into the air, then proclaimed one final "blegh." before going limp and laying still on the floor.

     Your rat friends all chirped and cheered, popcorn jumping about, delighted by the performance. Moon laughed quietly from the floor.

     The night went on, and your friends came and went. Some had tasks to do, others needed to charge. You stayed with Moon and kept an eye on the network, where word of playing pretend had spread like wildfire. There were now lots of low priority 'pretend tasks' with nonsensical assignments like 'create a dragon' or 'repair the air' or 'fix 20 turtles'. A few rats were 'completing' these and adding task notes like 'the dragon is my friend now. We are going to go bowling together'.

     Despite this newfound love of silly pretend games, there was something still bothering you in the back of your mind. You turned to Moon as he cleaned up the game of checkers you'd been only half focusing on. It had been just you and Moon at the table for a while, though a few of your rat friends were currently playing tag on the other side of the daycare.

     "Hey Moon… how was your day today?" you asked.

     Moon paused, glancing up at you briefly before resuming his counting of the pieces. "Fine."

     "Are you sure?"

     Moon didn't look at you this time. He recounted the pieces. "What did Sun tell you?"

     "He mentioned something about a few little friends not playing nice, but they were better after a nap," you told him.

     "That's all?"

     You nodded. "Is there something else?"

     "…" Moon put the lid on the box and tapped his fingers rhythmically over the colorful cardboard surface. "A parent was rude with us is all. Happens all the time."

     "But it still bothered you?" you pressed.

     "It bothered Sun. I'm totally fine," Moon insisted, laying his hands down firmly on the box.

     "Oh, I didn't realize we were still playing pretend."

     Moon shot you a look. He set the game aside and folded his arms. "…Fine. I'm slightly bothered. But it's stupid and doesn't matter. I shouldn't be upset."

     "I don't think it's stupid," you told him.

     "…Thanks, tiny terror," Moon mumbled quietly. "It actually is nothing major, just irritating is all, when parents are rude and impatient with us. Sun already forgot all about it when he learned you make little rat noises now."

     You were pleased to know you'd managed to cheer up Sun without even really trying. He really hadn't seemed too bothered, beyond the intentionally vague recollection of how his day had been. You'd have to talk to him about that later and make sure he knew he could tell you about things like this if he wanted. As for Moon, on the other hand…

     "How about you, are you feeling better about it now?" you asked. "Would looking at my new little bowtie help??"

     Moon laughed lightly. "It is a very stylish little addition. I'm doing much better now, tiny friend. Thank you for listening."

     You would smile if you could. You straightened up and chirped happily. "You're welcome!" You paused as you realized something. "Hey, you called me 'tiny friend' instead of 'tiny terror'!"

     Moon folded his arms and swiveled his head around to face the opposite direction. "Did not."

     "You did!"

     "Your new update must have an audio processing bug." Moon snatched up the checkers box and quickly left to go put it away.

     You played with your friends the rest of the night, and soon it was time to charge, and Sun and Moon had to get ready for the day. You read over the pretend tasks on your way back to the nest, delighting at some of the tomfoolery taking place in the network.

     You settled down to charge, eager to welcome a new day of tasks and unrelated fun. As you powered down, you thought you might just leave your new noise settings on after all.

#basically Sun is the resident expert on fun and teaches a bunch of hardworking rats how to get silly hjgfdhkgjf #ive been meaning to write another rat chapter for a while now but couldnt find the motivation till last night #and then i wrote write wrote till it was done and it was 5am lmao #but anyhoo enjoy <3 if you're reading this try to do something just for fun sometime soon!! <3 #eyndr tells a story #fnaf sb #fnaf sb fanfic #fnaf au i think i smell a rat #i think i smell a rat #fnaf y/n #moondrop #fnaf dca #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf moon #oneshot #fnaf sun #sundrop #still working on monty fic i swear fhkgjdhjgd i know its been a while #a hot minute as they say #torn between trying to write all the many stories i have in the works and reading other people's stories #anytime i think about reading my brain is like 'no you cant do fun thing until your obligations are met' #my obligations brain?? my obligations??? my silly five nights at freddys fanfictions im writing????? ok #i want to make and share stuff with you guys but i want to engage with yall's stuff more too. and part of that is the fear of #being perceived when i do engage gfhkjkhgjdf but im working on it. Very slowly it feels like but i am working on it

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I Think I Smell A Rat (FNAF SB fanfic) C3 - Deals In The Dark

In Summary:

Being a robotic repair rat who lives in the walls of the pizza-plex is a pretty great gig, all things considered! You fix the wires instead of chew them, and you get into tight spaces those silly humans can't reach and fix things up behind the scenes. You do your little tasks diligently, and all is well. That is, until one night when you realize all of your other repair rat friends have gone missing, and almost all of those animatronics outside the walls are acting strange... You aren't sure what it is that needs fixing, but by golly you'll fix it! You just might need a little help along the way...

Things To Know:

Not a lot of warnings for this one! There is some peril and danger, damage to robots, and damage to. Uh, whatever the heck Afton is at this point??

Reader insert! You're a little rat shaped robot a handful of inches long. Lots of borrower-related themes in here

Daycare attendant centered, though the other animatronics make brief appearances. You hang out with Sun in the first half of the story and Moon in the second half!

A little over 17000 words in total, just a lil guy! 5 chapters, they're all pretty short

I somehow managed not to swear once in the entire story, aw hell yeah! Wait-

Ao3 link: Here!

Start Here: Chapter 1

Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

C3 - Deals In The Dark

     It wasn't as hard as you were dreading it might be to operate the enormous repair machine in the heart of parts and service. The command console was a little difficult to gain access to, but once you did, interfacing with it was a breeze.

     Sun was laying inside, on a wide metal table and powered down for repairs. You watched progress updates scroll by on the control console's monitor.

     Disconnecting wires designation D-32 to E-15… Update found… Welding item C3745 to apparatus 'Support Beam J2'… Update downloaded… Connecting wires designation D-32 to E-15…

     You'd made sure Sun would stay set to safe mode throughout the repair. Although, apparently, setting Monty to safe mode hadn't worked. At least, safe mode didn't fix anything once an animatronic had already gotten the virus. You weren't sure what else to try to get rid of the virus.

     One thing at a time. You stood on your hind haunches atop the command console's little table, peering into the repair chamber. Enormous looming arms swung back and forth over Sun, performing calculated and quick movements. Luckily, the chamber was stocked with many of the small generic parts needed for the repair. Unfortunately it wasn't stocked with everything, like Sun's outer casing, which he'd have to attach himself. That particular part was a bit too big for your teeny paws to handle.

     You really hoped Sun wasn't too uncomfortable, and that the repairs would go smoothly. You'd had your fair share of damage in your time, and you really hoped it wasn't as unpleasant for Sun as it had been for you. You wondered if he’d ever gotten damaged like this before.

     You had no idea when or how it happened, but you'd gotten rather attached to your exceptionally tall yellow friend.

     Finally, those massive repair arms folded themselves back up into the chamber’s ceiling, and the door hissed open. The control console's screen flashed a little 'Repairs Complete' message.

     Sun's long fingers gripped the door frame tightly. His face plate came into view, slowly swiveling from side to side.

     "Sun! How are you feeling??" You waved your tail, getting Sun's attention.

     Sun's gaze fixed down on you. His face plate sharply rotated a handful of degrees. He looked… stiff. Maybe the repairs had been rough for him?

     Sun stepped out of the chamber towards you, stumbling as he did and nearly crashing to the ground. He caught himself and lurched unsteadily forwards.

     "…Sun?" Something wasn't right. You didn't want things to not be right.

     Sun lifted a hand, and for a moment you thought he would offer it out to you to climb up on. His fingers balled up into a fist, and his hand kept rising high above you.

     You moved in the nick of time. The entire table lurched as Sun's fist crashed down on its surface, right where you'd been a moment ago. The force of the hit sent shock waves up your limbs. Sun wrenched his fist out of the crater he'd made in the metal surface.

     When Sun raised his fist again, you were already moving.

     Between the panic and the despair over your friend's condition, you were desperately trying to come up with a plan, some way to fix this. You leapt from the table to a padded stool, and ended up sliding down one of the wooden legs. You hit the concrete floor hard, but fortunately not hard enough to break anything.

     The stool suddenly vanished from beside you. It appeared in your line of site a moment later as it sailed across the room and crashed against the far wall, legs snapping off from the force of the impact and splinters flying everywhere.

     You looked up at Sun for just a moment. He was well over a hundred times taller than you, and although he hadn't gotten any taller since you'd first met him, he'd never looked quite this imposing before. The way he was looming over you was downright menacing. The cold fluorescent lights overhead cast his face in shadows.

     The light!

     You remembered Sun saying something about how he was only awake when the lights were on. If turning the lights off would put him in rest mode, then that might give you time to figure out how he'd gotten the virus and maybe even fix him.

     Of course, you had to make it to the walls first.

     Sun's hands were descending towards you from either side, fingers twitching. With Sun directly in front of you, that only left one direction to flee. You spun around and scurried as fast as your little legs would carry you.

     You skidded under a long storage shelf half a moment before Sun's hand slammed into the ground, missing your tail by a centimeter. You bumped into a lost screw as you spun, trying to find the nearest port into the walls. There was one all the way across the room, which was not helpful by any means. There was one closer to the door you and Sun had entered through. It was still far, but you'd have to make it work.

     You had no time to plot out a course. Sun was crouched down and was patting around blindly under the shelf for you. You kicked the screw back behind you, and it pinged against the concrete floor. The noise and motion was enough to distract Sun for a moment, and you made a break for it.

     The port was in sight. There was nowhere to hide between you and it, so you scurried for all you were worth.

     You had barely a second after registering the shadow that had fallen over you to change course. The hand descending upon you missed, but you hadn't been quite quick enough to evade it entirely. Sun's hand fell on your tail, pressing it to the ground. You felt the joint bend just slightly as you came to a very abrupt stop. Then you were suddenly no longer on the ground- Sun was lifting you by the tail.

     You wiggled madly, joint stress errors flashing irritatingly on the edges of your vision along with the pathfinding warnings. You could barely see Sun's other hand coming towards you. Thinking fast, you swung towards Sun's oncoming hand. At the same time, you disconnected your tail joint from your body. You'd only had to do that once before, when you'd gotten stuck in one of those false paths in the walls. Sun's hand overshot you as you sailed clean over it, and you landed on Sun's arm. You wasted no time and scurried your way up to his shoulder.

     Sun's hand whapped down on his arm behind you, missing you narrowly. He started to swing himself from side to side, trying to shake you off. You slipped on his smooth metal casing despite your grippy paws and little claws.

     You fell through the air for one horrible second before you managed to grab hold of Sun's scarf. Your momentum sent you swinging. Sun's hands swiped at you, but he missed. He changed tactics and grabbed the scarf instead. You reached the end of your arc, and let go of the fabric just as Sun yanked on the scarf. You dropped a short ways before you were able to grab hold of more fabric- Sun's pants.

     You held on for dear life as Sun kicked his leg out, trying to shake you off. Unfortunately for Sun, he seemed to be just as uncoordinated as the other infected bots, and he wound up tipping back a bit too far. He fell on his side, crashing to the ground hard enough to finally jolt you loose. Thankfully, you didn't have far to fall.

     After a moment of disorientation, you got your feet back under you and set your sights back on the port into the walls. Sun made a mad swipe for you, but he wasn't able to reach you before you scampered out of range. He was still struggling to get to his feet when you made it at last to the walls.

     The port slid shut behind you, and you took a moment before heading to the light controls. You felt uncomfortably electrified, and your mind was racing. Your casing was clicking with how hard you were shaking.

     You recalibrated your balance, now that you were without a tail, and tried to calm down. You needed to fix this. You needed to help Sun and everyone else.

     You were a little more cautious than normal as you made your way through the walls. Without your tail light you couldn't use your eyes to see in pitch black areas. Even the best eyes couldn't see in total darkness. You were used to using your map to navigate anyways, and you doubted any of the paths had changed too drastically since you'd last been able to double check them with sight. As you navigated the unsettlingly quiet and empty walls, you tried not to think about how if that whole debacle had gone even a little bit worse, there might not be anyone left in the whole building who could fix things. All the other rats were gone without a trace, all the animatronics were infected… and even worse, if things weren't fixed by morning when the human staff arrived to open the building for the day, the humans would all be in danger.

     You felt a little overwhelmed as you worked on the lights. You really hoped you could figure something out once Sun was in rest mode, because otherwise… well. You decided that it was best to focus on the tasks directly in front of you. You fixed the lights, then made your way back through the walls.

     The port slid shut behind you. It was blissfully dark in the room now. You were almost expecting Sun to be right where you'd left him on the floor, but instead he was crouching down a few paces away. You could see his freshly repaired internal mechanisms and wires through the gaping hole in his back, where he was still missing his plating. He was still. He must have just locked up in the position he'd been in when he entered rest mode. You made your way towards him.

     Suddenly, Sun stood up, and you jumped in surprise. But… hang on. Where did he get that funny hat? Why was his paint blue now?? Where were his orange triangles poking out around his head? And the pattern on his pants was different too. You were sure of that; you'd scrambled up and down his pant legs several times now. Instead of stripes, there were now stars decorating his pants.

     "What do we have here…?" The bot you were less and less sure was Sun swiveled his face plate around to look at you.

     You attempted to swing your tail around to blink out a reply, but quickly remembered you'd detached it earlier. You weren't sure what to do. Who even was this?? He looked an awful lot like Sun, almost an exact copy if not for the differences in costume, but there was no way this was Sun. You scanned the animatronic's ID. Or rather, both of his IDs. DCA-S-1.5 and DCA-M-1.2, same as before…

     Wait. Two IDs… this bot didn't just look like Sun. This WAS Sun, or rather, the other ID he apparently shared a body with.

     Sun's alter bent slightly to peer down at you. You noticed just then that he was holding your tail in his hand. You straightened up and wiggled your nose at it, trying to communicate that you wanted it back. You hoped Sun's alter would be as kind as he was.

     "Oh? Is this yours?" The bot chuckled at you and held your tail out. He was holding it too high above you though, you couldn't quite reach it.

     You tried to jump for it, but the bot lifted his hand out of range. You realized then that he was messing with you, intentionally taunting you with your own tail. Welp, there goes your hopes of Sun's alter being nice.

     The bot's hand lowered just slightly as he waved your tail back and forth above you, trying to get you to jump for it again. You remained seated on the ground, wishing you were capable of glaring.

     "What's the matter? Don't you want your tail back?" the bot teased.

     You continued to stare at the bot. You thought about all the cross phrases you would say if only you had your tail. You'd picked up a decent vocabulary from watching the humans over the years.

     "Hmm." The bot closed his fingers around your tail, hiding it in a fist. He seemed to be bored of taunting you. He lowered himself into a crouch and spun his face in slow circles at you. "You wouldn't happen to know how I got here, would you? Sun usually doesn't like to leave the daycare…"

     You nodded your head.

     "Oh??" The bot's head suddenly stopped turning. It quickly swiveled back upright, and he leaned towards you.

     You nodded your head towards the bot's fist, where the end of your tail was hanging out between his fingers.

     "Ah, I see." The bot eyed you for a moment. His free hand quickly snapped out, fingers wrapping around you before you could even start to move the other way. "Can't have you running off once you get what you want, now can we?"

     The bot straightened, holding you high up above the ground in his hand. Only then did he finally hand over your tail. You snatched it from his fingers and quickly reattached it. It was just a tiny bit loose, since the joint had been bent a little out of place earlier, but there wasn't much you could do about that right now.

     "Jerk," you flashed at the bot first.

     The bot only laughed.

     "I preferred Sun."

     The bot's head rotated curiously. "And how do you know Sun?"

     "Why should I tell you??" You turned your head away from the bot, still cross with him for the taunting and general rudeness.

     The bot's fingers closed in around you like a cage. The fingers of his other hand wrapped around the end of your tail.

     "We made a deal. If you don't answer my questions, I can easily take this back," the bot threatened.

     "Seeing as I can't talk to you without my tail anyways, go right ahead," you countered.

     You stared the bot down for a long moment. Finally, he huffed and his fingers loosened. He flattened his palm back out as you snatched your tail away from him, curling it tightly around you.

     "How about this. If you answer my questions, I'll put you back down. Sound fair?" the bot offered.

     You considered him for a moment. "I want an apology, too."

     The bot huffed and tilted his face plate back. He made several annoyed noises before finally relenting. "Fine. I am sorry for teasing you."

     "And?"

     The bot grumbled and huffed some more. "And for threatening you."

     "That wasn't so hard, now was it?" Admittedly, you took some pleasure in this jerk's frustration.

     "Are you going to answer my questions or not??"

     "Be patient," you scolded. You waited only a few seconds longer than necessary before going on. "Sun and I were working together to find my friends and figure out how to fix this virus problem."

     "Virus??"

     You explained everything you had learned so far. You also explained the whole encounter with Monty, and having to patch Sun up.

     "Hm. That explains why I'm missing my casing." The bot took a moment to process everything you'd told him. "Sun has this virus too? How did that happen?"

     "I don't know. I made sure he stayed in safe mode the entire time."

     Just like with Monty, safe mode hadn't seemed to do much of anything. So then, how was the virus getting into everyone's systems…? Another thought occurred to you just then.

     "Why don't you have the virus?? If you share the same body with Sun, shouldn't you be infected as well?" you questioned.

     "We may share the same body, but we're two separate entities. We run our own separate programs and even get our updates separately," the bot explained.

     Updates…

     And just like that, it all clicked into place. Being in safe mode might have kept Sun off the main network, but when he'd powered down for repairs, the updates waiting for download must have gone through anyways. Of course, the command console was connected to the main network, just like everything else in the complex. It had downloaded the update for Sun without him ever having to leave safe mode. The virus was in the update. That's why being connected to the main network didn't hurt or help or make any difference at all- the virus wasn't on the network, it was hidden in the update.

     Which meant that you really were the only repair rat in commission in the entire building. Everyone else had long since automatically downloaded the update when they'd powered down for a recharge right before the building closed for the night. You'd been late returning to the nest because you'd been handling a repair that had taken a while longer than it should have. You'd noticed the weird feeling and the disturbing quietness on the network and had decided to investigate before charging, and now you were beyond glad you hadn't decided to charge first after all.

     You explained this to Sun's alter. The bot stared at you for a long moment after you'd finished, still processing.

     "I suppose I shouldn't download any updates then. I haven't been active since nap-time, so I haven't had a chance to yet." The bot hummed thoughtfully. "Unfortunate. Sounds like you've got a lot on your plate."

     "MY plate?? You mean you aren't going to help?"

     "Why would I? You're the repair rat. You're supposed to fix things. I'm the daycare attendant. I attend to the daycare. Speaking of..." The bot unceremoniously dropped you back on the ground. He stepped over you and made his way to the door.

     "Wait!!" You tried to flash your tail light at him, but he wasn't looking your way.

     The bot opened the door. He jumped back however when he was met with a blast of light from the hall outside. He punched the controls, and the door slid shut, blanketing the room in darkness once more.

     "…" The bot slowly turned to face you. "Why are the lights on. My internal clock says its 3:30 AM. The lights should still be off."

     "I turned the lights on, so Sun could leave the daycare and navigate the building."

     The bot sighed heavily, pressing a hand over his face. "So you've got me trapped here. Great. Even if I could leave, the lights are probably all on around the daycare…" The bot's face plate snapped back to face you again. He stomped back over and intentionally loomed over you, setting his hands on his hips. "Turn the lights back off. Now."

     "No." You refused to let this rude bot intimidate you, no matter how tall he towered over you. "You're going to help me fix this virus problem."

     "Oh, am I??" The bot scoffed and folded his arms. "You think you can boss me around? I could crush you. It wouldn't even be hard."

     You weren't impressed. A lot of things could easily crush you, this bot wasn't special. "Look, I need your help, and you need mine. Besides, you don't want Sun to be stuck with this horrible virus, do you?? Don't you want to help him?"

     The bot paused. "…What would I even do? I don't know how to fix viruses."

     "I need you to help me get around safely, like Sun did. You leave the virus business to me. Now that I know it came from the update, I can try and track where the update came from. Once I figure that out, all you have to do is take me there."

     There was more grumbling and huffing, but the bot eventually relented. "I guess I don't have much choice, do I?" He sighed. "Fine. But only because I'm obligated to help Sun."

     "Great." You brightened considerably. It wasn't ideal, but at least you had a plan. You scurried back across the room to the command console. "Can you help me get up there please?"

     The bot sighed, but stalked over and picked you up. "Can't believe I'm letting a rat order me around."

     You ignored his pouting and navigated around the impressive dent in the table. You booted the console back up and started hunting down the update files. They weren't too hard to find, you easily pulled up the detail logs of the last repair and found the installed update files through there. You carefully scanned through the files.

     "How long is this going to take??" the bot complained. His face plate was looming behind you, the little bell at the end of his cap touching the table.

     "It would go faster without interruption," you flashed at him without turning your attention away from the console.

     You heard unintelligible grumbling from behind you as you continued scanning.

     Finally, you found what you were looking for. A rogue element hidden in the update file. A sizable chunk of strange data you couldn't read or decipher. You didn't try, thinking interacting with it directly would be a bad idea. Instead, you traced the source of this odd file. You found the ID of a different console. When you plugged the ID into your mental map, the location ping came back with an 'out of bounds' error. You were worried for a moment that the console was somewhere out beyond the walls of the building, but… focusing on your map, you could see old winding trails, not unlike the unconventional routes you had marked out for places in the walls that didn't align with what your map told you.

     You knew where the console was. It was down underground, below the plex. In that strange space that your map insisted didn't exist, but you knew was there anyways.

     Reluctantly, you turned to tell Sun's alter what you'd found.

     "Strange. That console ID isn't on my map either. Do you know how to get down to this unmapped area?" the bot asked.

     "I don't think you'll fit through the pathway I use. But maybe there's a different pathway near it? There's usually big doorways next to wall ports." You nodded towards the room's entrance, where your port into the walls was indeed right next to the big door. "Once we get there, I can delete the virus from its source and force the update to run again. That should delete the old download file and reinstall it, without the virus. Everyone would be fixed."

     "Can't I just get you to your little pathway down into this weird underground place? You can go the rest of the way there yourself, right??" the bot whined. "Surely none of the other animatronics will bother you after that, I doubt anyone else even knows this place exists."

     "I can't navigate down there. My pathfinding has enough trouble outside of the walls as it is. I've tried before, and I nearly got lost. If that happened, I'd be stuck down there and there'd be no one left who could help fix things."

     "Ugh, fineee." The bot heaved a sigh. "Let's just get this over with so I can get back to the daycare. And you'd better help me get back to the daycare once this is all over."

     "Look, I'm not exactly looking forward to your extended company either. But we need to work together if we're going to fix this and help everyone, including Sun. I promise I'll fix the lights and help you get back to the daycare once you've helped me take care of the virus. Deal?"

     The bot looked at you for a long moment, still deliberating. Finally, he sighed. "Alright. Deal." He set his hand down flat on the table.

     You climbed up onto his hand. His fingers curled around you, then adjusted to drop you off on his shoulder, apparently uninterested in carrying you safely in his hands the way Sun had. He was wearing a funny capelet in place of a scarf though, and you found the fabric easy to hold on to.

     "…I'm Moon, by the way," Sun's alter said.

     You wondered if Moon was also obligated to make introductions upon meeting someone new as well. "I don't exactly have a name, but Sun called me 'tiny friend'."

     Moon huffed and spun his face around once. His cap swung around just behind you. "I'll just call you little rat. Or perhaps, mini nuisance. Tiny terror, even."

     You begrudgingly settled in for what you felt was going to be a very long night.

#I had SO much fun writing Moon in this. grouchy guy lol #he likes to seem tough and spooky but truthfully his threat was entirely empty #if y/n hadnt said anything he'd have been like 'psh well what do i need a tail for anyways grumble grumble' #eyndr tells a story #fnaf sb #fnaf sb au #fnaf sb fanfic #fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #security breach #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf daycare attendant #moondrop #sundrop #fnaf dca #tw violence #fnaf au i think i smell a rat #i think i smell a rat #fnaf y/n

[eyndr-stories]

Did It Hurt When You Fell? (FNAF SB fanfic)

Suggested by ShiraCheshire over on Ao3, (@shirajellyfish here on Tumblr, hi I hope its ok to tag you lol) a very detailed repair scene! We dive paws first into the noggin of our favorite blorbo :) And there's a few nifty little tidbits about repair rats as well!

This chapter is a standalone in-universe scenario for I Think I Smell A Rat, no previous reading required! All you need to know is you're a lil repair rat who lives in the walls of the plex and you're pals with Sun and Moon.

This chapter contains: - Major blorbo damage (no one dies tho) - Mortal peril with a sense of urgency (i promise no one dies lmao) - Gore question mark?? Robot gore? - General feelings of anxiety and urgency - Some good ol' hurt / comfort - Happy ending

Ao3 link here

Let me know if i should add anything else! I believe that's all, enjoy!

WAIT one more thing actually lmao if you happen to like this sort of deep dive into how Sun & Moon work, go read ShiraCheshire's fic 'I See You Sundrop!' Its really really good and has lots of nifty little tidbits like this about all the bots :D

Ok now I'm done lmao enjoy!

     You were already on your way to the daycare when a new repair task appeared on your list. You got a ping for it, since it was in your area and you were in work mode instead of rest mode, used for when you were on your way back to the nest for a recharge.

     This repair would have you leaving the walls, though you'd be up in the rafters above the daycare. You didn't mind the rafters, they were actually very similar to the walls to your pathfinding, long narrow paths with dim lighting. The empty air around the beams looked the same to you as the sturdy concrete walls did, just empty void your program didn’t need to worry about defining. Its just that the 'walls' here were a little more dangerous to touch.

     The exit port was a little slow to register you coming near. You reached up and cleared the dust from the sensor with a paw before stepping through. Wasting no time, you scurried along the beam towards the mechanism in need of repair, some sort of wire reel that could roll along the underside of the beams. You wanted to make this repair quickly so you could hang out with your pals Sun and Moon like you did every night when the tasks were done and you weren't busy.

     You glanced over the edge of the beam you were scampering along, wondering if you could spot your tall friend and maybe even get his attention, let him know you'd be down to hang out in a jiffy. The lights were off, you noted, which meant Moon would be out.

     Usually Moon would be slinking around, reorganizing toys or leaving little pranks for Sun. You couldn't see any motion.

     You reached the wire reel and stopped to carefully lower your tail over the edge of the beam. You flashed the light at the end of your tail a few times, not speaking with Morse code like usual, but just trying to grab Moon's attention, wherever he was. You peered over the edge, but you still couldn't spot him.

     You were about to give up and focus on your task when a light caught your eye. You set your paws carefully on the edge of the beam and angled your head straight down.

     Directly below the wire, two dull red lights glowed back up at you. You recognized the lights of Moon's eyes, but you almost didn't recognize what they were attached to.

     For a moment you could only stare as you processed the sight of Moon's horribly damaged frame. Both halves of it. Then you were moving, as fast as your four little legs would carry you, back across the beam and towards the wall port.

     Moon had looked… really bad. There were pieces of him scattered all around, and it looked like he'd been torn apart at the chest. He hadn't been moving at all… but his eye lights had turned on after you'd flashed your tail light; he must be awake and aware enough to have tried to get your attention. This provided enough comfort to last you the insufferably long path down through the walls to the floor of the daycare.

     Bursting through the wall port, you at last dashed across the familiar padded floor towards Moon. The sight of the damage up close nearly caused your footing to stutter, your processors working overtime as a thousand things ran through your head. Most of them something along the lines of 'OH NO' and 'HOW DID THIS HAPPEN' and 'AHHHHH'.

     You flashed your tail frantically as you neared. Slowly, Moon's face plate tilted towards you just enough for his optics to focus on you. Two sun rays poked out of his head. His eye lights were off now. You bumped into Moon's nightcap as you got up close to his chest, quickly looking over the damage and pulling up any files you could find in the database for Sun and Moon's blueprints to compare.

     There was a hiss of static, and then an uncomfortably loud crackle. Then you could hear a warbly voice to your left, coming from a box slightly bigger than you, hanging halfway out of Moon's chest.

     "Little rat."

     You lifted your tail high enough for Moon to see. "Condition stable?" The damage was absolutely horrible, but it didn't look like anything was about to explode or anything. Still, you had to be sure.

     "Yes. Not for long though."

     After moving your attention back to Moon's face plate, you saw why. Moon's one remaining hand was situated under his head, almost like he was trying to act chill, like he was just laying around lazily. However, as you spotted a few wires poking out between his fingers, you realized that he was actually holding himself together with his hand.

     "Things got knocked loose on impact. Back plating was previously damaged- toddler ripped off the panel earlier today. We had an appointment with the technician first thing in the morning, but I'll run out of power before then," Moon explained. "When I run out of power I'll automatically adjust to my default pose. To put it plainly, my brains will fall out."

     "I will fix it," you immediately offered, already moving around what was left of Moon's chest towards his head.

     "No." Moon's voice box hissed and popped as he tried to raise the volume.

     You paused and stared at him. "No??"

     Moon lowered his volume. His voice still warbled, but his voice box seemed to be more agreeable now. "Just get my charging cord. I don't need you poking around in my head."

     You stared at Moon for a long moment. "You want me to carry your cord all the way down here."

     Moon huffed. Usually he'd make an animated movement when he pretended to breathe, but now he was entirely still. "Get one of the glamrocks to do it."

     "Do you have enough power left to last until I can find someone and bring them here?"

     "…" Moon paused, running a calculation. He huffed again. "…Can't you summon your rat friends to help you lift it?"

     You flashed your tail light at Moon rapidly, trying to get your desperation across. "It might not fit through every path in the walls. Or even the wall ports. Moon, just let me help! It's just loose things, right? That shouldn't be a problem at all."

     Moon hesitated. He lay there and thought while you grew increasingly more anxious by the second.

     "I don't know…" Moon mumbled quietly. "You could drag a pillow over here to set my head against so nothing spills out."

     "Moon." You stomped a foot. You had half a mind to kick the severed hand sitting just behind you out of frustration. "If that even works, you'd rather loose power and trust a tech to repair you??"

     "The tech would get the machine in parts and service to repair me."

     "They'd still have to get you there! They might not realize they need to be careful with your head!" you argued.

     "Would you want me sticking my grubby little paws in your brain??" Moon questioned. "Everything I am, all of me and Sun, is in here!"

     You fought to be patient. You could understand where Moon was coming from, but you knew he was on a time limit. The stress of the situation was getting to you, and your processors had been working very hard for a few minutes now. "I trust you and Sun with all of me every time I climb into your hands. Also, my paws are not grubby." You held up your paws, then offered them out to Moon. "I know this is difficult… but I promise I'll be careful. I care about you and Sun, and I really want to help."

     Moon took a moment to process what you'd said. "…I didn't even realize…" He looked between you and the severed mechanical hand behind you. Finally, a sigh hissed out of his voice box. "You promise you'll be careful?"

     "Yes, of course," you assured.

     Moon deliberated for another agonizing moment.

     "…Okay. Alright. Get your totally not grubby paws over here."

     As you scurried toward Moon's face plate, he very slowly angled his head to the side centimeter by centimeter, keeping his hand firmly over the back of it. The rim of his face plate scraped quietly against the padded floor. One of the two protruding sun rays caught for half a second on the padding, and Moon paused to adjust before continuing. Once he'd turned his face plate over entirely, leaving the backside of it facing upright, he gently lifted his hand, going even slower than he had turning his head.

     You climbed up onto the back casing. The entirety of Sun and Moon was on display before you. Everything that mattered, anyways.

     You focused, taking yourself off the network for a moment so you wouldn't be interrupted or distracted. You scanned through pages of downloaded technical manuals and blueprints and notes from the most recent fixes and procedures Sun and Moon had undergone. Once you had a decent idea what Moon's head was supposed to look like, you started looking for anything that was wrong. You spied several loose things, as Moon had said. A few wires were a little frayed and would need to be replaced soon, but that wasn't essential.

     Closest to you at the back of the head was a long black box, a complex music box you had a single schematic of, each key able to be struck independently for complex and improvised songs. This had been knocked loose from its frame and was resting precariously on a few thin wires, pulling them taught. These wires you could see went from one of the main circuit boards at the heart of everything out to Moon's eyes. You carefully set your paws on the side of the box and slowly pushed, creating a comforting amount of slack in the wires. You didn't set it back into place just yet- it was in your way, and you needed to safely extract it to get at a few more loose things.

     Sitting above some very vital chips was the spool system that controlled Sun's triangle rays. The rays were each situated between two rollers on a track, the rollers connected via a thin line, and that line connecting with a line that fed into the spools. When a spool drew a line in, it would pinch the rollers together and cause the ray to slide into the head. The rays were layered slightly to allow overlap. The spool system was complex enough to allow any individual ray to be drawn in at a time, or several or all at once. The rays and their roller were all situated in a special panel between the front face plate and the back covering, and this panel was able to rotate a few degrees both directions, giving Sun's rays that swaying bouncing animation.

     Two of the lines had snapped and were tangled haphazardly around the chips below the spools, threatening to pull something loose if anything moved the wrong way and pulled the strings even a little. You reached your paws in and very gently began to untangle the lines. You didn't have any replacement line, and you didn't think your electrical tape you kept stored in your chest compartment would be of much use, so you removed all of the line entirely, figuring it would be best to just let a tech replace the line later. You severed the excess line with your teeth, then called up and stored the line away for later disposal, which happened to look like you were eating it. Any excess electrical bits you replaced always went to a little compartment conveniently where a regular rat's stomach would be, the compartment's opening being your mouth, for convenience. And so the line was gobbled up, and you moved on to the next issue.

     "How's it going back there, little rat?" You heard Moon's voice box call from back outside.

     You considered how to reply for a moment. Your tail wouldn't reach all the way around the back of Moon's head to his face, and his optics were currently busy with the floor anyways. You eyed the triangular sun ray you were currently leaning on. Each ray had a line of tiny sensors along their edges, so they could signal the spools to pull them in if something got too close to a ray. Since this particular ray was already inside the head, tripping a sensor wouldn't do much of anything besides tell Moon that something was near it.

     You pat a paw over the sensor in quick little taps, some longer than others. You tapped out a little Morse code message to Moon this way.

     "Going well. Making good progress. Nothing looks too bad, you were right, just loose things."

     "Good. Okay. Hurry it up, will you?"

     As if you weren't going as fast as you could already while still being careful. You paused as you considered that Moon was likely feeling very anxious right now. He was laying in shambles, trusting you completely to fix him and Sun. All he could do was lay there and hope you would not only finish before he shut down, but also not make anything worse.

     You tapped out another quick message. "Almost done. Everything will be okay."

     You heard no response from Moon as you quickly moved on. Processors lined the space around the outside edge, mostly hidden by orange triangles. These were hot to the touch, but you were being extremely careful. Closer to the center were neat little rows of computer chips and circuit boards. Two of these had come loose, but thankfully no wires had been pulled out. You righted these with little issue.

     Lastly were the loose wires dangling out of the back of Moon's head. You’d been worried that these were some of the wires that connected up in a tight bundle to the apparatus that connected Moon’s neck to his head. The wire reader box was complex, allowing the entire face plate to spin without tangling or pulling at any of the wires in his neck. Hooking wires back up to it would be an ordeal.

     Luckily, you quickly realized that the wires that were loose were not especially vital. These wires connected up to the smell receptor at the very front of Moon’s head. You couldn't reach that without taking out the spool system and adjusting a few circuit boards, but luckily you could see from here that everything was still connected properly on the smell receptor's end.

     You were decent at soldering. Not as good as some other rats, but you usually did a good enough job. Better than most humans, anyways. Once you'd gotten the wires into place, soldering them back into where they'd been tugged loose was easy. Your teeth extended as they heated up. They were your iron, and your solder was stored in short lengths in your arm, where you could pull some out from a finger. You had the wires back in place in no time.

     After pushing the music box in place at last with a satisfying snap and doing one last little check of everything, you were satisfied to see your work here was done. Everything righted, nothing loose, nothing in danger. You would prefer to put a cover over the back of Moon's head, but you knew he'd lost the panel earlier. You climbed out and hopped down, giving Moon's arm a pat so he knew you weren't still on or in his head.

     Carefully, Moon lifted his head, slowly turning his face back upwards.

     "Done? Everything went well?" Moon asked.

     "That's right," you blinked at him. You scurried over to his hat and pulled it over into grabbing range. "I know you don't have a panel to cover the back, so your cap will have to do for now."

     Moon took the cap, gripping it tightly in his fist. He brushed his thumb over it for a moment, studying the cap carefully. He looked back down at you.

     "…Thank you."

     You lifted your chin. "You're welcome."

     Moon pulled his night cap on, taking a moment to get it properly in place with one hand. You glanced around at the mess again, now with a little less urgency.

     "What happened here, anyways??" you questioned.

     Moon sighed. "…Was gonna prank Sun. I hooked myself up to the wire and had it bring me all the way up. Was gonna turn the lights on and give him a harmless spook to wake up to us dangling up high in the air. Wire reel broke right as I got all the way up. Hook came right off the reel, still attached to me so I couldn't retract the ring it was hooked to. Heavy hook turned me back down, and I landed on my back. Like a spike in a log, the hook and the ring shot through my chest, split me right in half."

     "Wow. That's… horrible." Now that you were looking for it, you could see the hook in question buried in the mess of scrap in Moon's chest. "The wire reel just broke??"

     Moon hummed. "Not many human techs around to do maintenance checks. The ones that come in during the day just fix what's broken and that’s it. Been a real long time since anyone’s taken a look at the wire, and Sun and I barely use it these days."

     "I see…" You made a mental note to discuss adding maintenance checkups where possible to general task lists, for any rats out of tasks and looking for things to do.

     "This is what I get for pulling pranks, I guess." Moon sighed. The fingers of his still connected hand tapped idly on the padded flooring. "It'll probably take the machine all day to fix me. They'll have to close the daycare for the day."

     "I'm sorry. If I could get you down there now, I would. I could try fixing up what I can in your torso so maybe the repairs won't take as long?"

     "No, that's alright. With that stuff, the machine might have to undo your work anyways connecting me back up." Moon paused. "You've done enough for me tonight anyways."

     "I wish I was big enough to carry you like you carry me."

     Moon huffed a laugh. "Giant repair rat. That sure would be something."

     You stayed with Moon until he lost power a few minutes later. He quietly thanked you one last time before shutting down, shifting into his default pose. You stuck around the rest of the night, just in case, sitting vigilant over him and the daycare until morning came.

     Your own battery was running pretty low by the time a human technician came to investigate the major damage alerts. You stayed near the security desk, watching the tech carefully maneuver Moon and all his parts onto a long rolling platform. They scowled at the tears in the padded flooring before grabbing hold of the platform's handles and pushing Moon off towards parts and service.

     Once you were sure Moon was in good hands, you trudged off towards your charging nest. You got back on the network just long enough to mention your maintenance checkup idea before powering down to charge.

     When you woke, the other rats had already accepted the proposal and worked out a zone based schedule. You had a few tasks waiting for you, but you ignored them for now. You made your way down through the walls to parts and service.

     It had only been a few hours, but you wanted to check up on Sun and Moon, make sure the repairs were coming along okay. You were relieved when you arrived to see a tech typing dutifully away at the computer here while the enormous cylindrical repair machine hummed away, arms swinging this way and that as it put your friends back together again. It looked like everything was going well.

     It seemed you'd have your friends back in working order in no time. Satisfied and assured, you stepped back into the walls. You would see Sun and Moon again tonight, but for now, you had work to do.

#eyndr tells a story #fnaf sb #fnaf sb fanfic #fnaf au i think i smell a rat #i think i smell a rat #fnaf y/n #moondrop #fnaf dca #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf moon #oneshot #i hope the ending isnt too meh? i finished this last night and was so excited to post #now im thinking hmm maybe i could had them meet up again at the end after repairs are done? #man i knew i shoulda sat on it for a day or two but im way too impatient lmao #its probably fine #i do this every time i post something :P 'oh but what if i did this or added this' #just let it be Eyndr!!! ok i really gotta go eat something no more tag rambling for me lmao bye

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I Think I Smell A Rat (FNAF SB fanfic) C4 - Into The Void

In Summary:

Being a robotic repair rat who lives in the walls of the pizza-plex is a pretty great gig, all things considered! You fix the wires instead of chew them, and you get into tight spaces those silly humans can't reach and fix things up behind the scenes. You do your little tasks diligently, and all is well. That is, until one night when you realize all of your other repair rat friends have gone missing, and almost all of those animatronics outside the walls are acting strange... You aren't sure what it is that needs fixing, but by golly you'll fix it! You just might need a little help along the way...

Things To Know:

Not a lot of warnings for this one! There is some peril and danger, damage to robots, and damage to. Uh, whatever the heck Afton is at this point??

Reader insert! You're a little rat shaped robot a handful of inches long. Lots of borrower-related themes in here

Daycare attendant centered, though the other animatronics make brief appearances. You hang out with Sun in the first half of the story and Moon in the second half!

A little over 17000 words in total, just a lil guy! 5 chapters, they're all pretty short

I somehow managed not to swear once in the entire story, aw hell yeah! Wait-

Ao3 link: Here!

Start Here: Chapter 1

Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5

C4 - Into The Void

     After a brief detour to a spare parts storage room and one quick casing attachment later, Moon was fully repaired and the two of you were off.

     It was a surprisingly smooth ride for the most part. Moon moved just as gracefully as Sun. Although when the time came for you to fix the lights for the area ahead, Moon would snatch you up off his shoulder and plop you carelessly in front of the port. You found yourself taking your time with the light controls, not especially eager to return to his company.

     Moon didn't seem especially eager to get chummy with you either. The journey was mostly silent, until you ran into trouble about halfway there.

     Chica hadn't seen you and Moon yet. She seemed to be busy violently attacking some apparently offensive trash cans. She was unfortunately standing right in front of the hallway you and Moon needed to go down. Moon retraced his steps back around the corner and crouched down to conspire with you.

     "I think I can take her," Moon whispered.

     "No, that's a bad idea." You quickly shook your head. "You'll get damaged again."

     Moon scoffed. "You think I'd loose??"

     "I think it would be a bad idea to risk it. We don't have time to repair you again," you argued.

     "Do you have a better idea, then?"

     You nodded. "If you prop open that staff room door, I'll make a distraction and draw Chica's attention. When she goes into the room to investigate, you sneak past. When she looses interest, I'll sneak by and meet you at the end of the hall."

     Moon paused. "…That is actually a good idea," he grumbled.

     You would have smiled, if you could. Perhaps even gloated a bit, if you had the time. Alas, there was no time for such things. You only had about two hours left until 6AM, when the building would open to the unsuspecting human staff looking to get ready for the day.

     Moon carried you into the staff room. A break room, by the looks of it. A recharge station for humans, to your understanding. There were plenty of items up on a long counter across the room from the door, so you had Moon drop you off there. He left the room, leaving the door open behind him.

     You nudged a wide tin full of plastic silverware towards the edge of the counter, then paused. You realized you'd need a place to hide after you'd made your distraction. Not only that, but you'd have to get back down to the floor without Moon's help. You could worry about that after Chica had left the room, though. First, a hiding place…

     There were a few boxes and containers you weren't very confidant about here on the counter. There was also a coffee machine, and next to it… ah ha! A wicker basket full of sugar and powdered creamer packets. You could dive in there and be totally hidden.

     With a plan in mind, you confidently turned back to the tin of plastic silverware. You set your two front paws against it and pushed it over the edge of the counter. You were already running for the basket before it even hit the floor.

     The tin clattered loudly, and the silverware spilled out everywhere. You peeked through the little gaps in the side of the wicker basket just in time to see Chica stalk into the room to investigate.

     Chica swiveled her head around, studying the room. Through the open doorway behind her, you could see Moon creeping silently and slowly past. Chica straightened up. She seemed satisfied that nothing was amiss, and she was starting to turn back around…

     No no no, not yet! Moon was right behind her! You panicked and leapt out of the basket, packets of sugar and creamer flying across the counter. You were flashing your tail light, though the motion was already enough. Chica's gaze fixed right on you.

     The real panic set in as Chica started lurching towards you. You had no easy way off the counter, and you couldn't hide. You dashed across the counter, thinking you'd improvise along the way.

     Chica made a grab for you and missed, her faux feathered arm whooshing just behind you and swatting a box of crackers off the counter instead. You focused on one of the closest tables as you rapidly approached the end of the counter. There was no time to calculate if you could make the jump or not, Chica was swiping at you again. You reached the end of the line, and pushed off the edge of the counter as hard as your little joints would allow.

     For a moment, it really looked like you'd make it. The table was approaching… and then you were arcing downwards sooner than you'd hoped, and the edge of the table flew overhead, and you fell straight towards the hard tile floor at top speed.

     There was a hard metallic sound, and suddenly you were no longer falling. To your confusion, you hadn't hit the floor. You had just registered the metal fingers around you before the world was rushing by again, this time in the opposite direction as you were lifted quickly upwards.

     Moon smoothly ducked as Chica made a hard swipe for his head. With his free hand, Moon shoved Chica back. She was already off balance, and fell backwards onto a different table. It collapsed under her weight, splitting clean in half. Moon ran for it as Chica struggled to pull herself back up.

     Moon pulled the door closed behind him and sprinted down the hall, holding you tightly and close to his chest.

     "I told you I could take her," Moon said smugly.

     You poked your tail out from between his fingers to argue. "My plan would have worked! If only she'd taken a few moments longer to look around."

     Moon suddenly skidded to a halt as he reached a door. He stood to the side and cautiously hit the controls. The lights were on in the hall beyond; you'd been through this hall earlier with Sun.

     "Crap. Be quick," Moon said, already lowering you towards the ground.

     Without a word you leapt from his hand and dashed into the walls. You made it to the light controls in record time, undoing your work from earlier and returning the lights to their proper setting. Instead of leaving the walls, you went to the door controls next. When you didn't see signals shooting back and forth from either control panel, you took that as a good sign that Chica hadn't caught up to Moon, and made your way back out of the walls.

     Moon was already on the other side, his hand hovering over the controls in case Chica tried to follow him.

     "…Do you think she lost interest as soon as we were out of sight?" Moon asked cautiously.

     "The other bots did seem to forget about Sun pretty quickly anytime we got out of sight of them," you remembered. "I think we're probably okay now."

     Moon sighed and relaxed. He bent down to scoop you up, then cast one last look at the door before hurrying off down the hall.

     You felt Moon's hands shift under you, tilting you slightly. You looked up at Moon, realizing he was looking you over. Moon quickly snapped his face plate back up, focusing on where he was going instead.

     You swung your tail around, making sure Moon could still see the light. "Thanks for saving me back there, by the way."

     "Yeah, yeah. If you get decommissioned then there'll be no one left who can help Sun. That's all," Moon insisted.

     "Sure," you said.

     Moon made a grumbling noise. "I wasn't just going to leave you to face Chica by yourself! You're so puny, even if you had made that jump, she would have crushed you."

     "Right."

     "Shut up! Stop looking at me like that or I'm stuffing you in my pocket," Moon threatened.

     You were not dissuaded in the slightest. "I think you're not as rough and tough as you like to seem after all!"

     "In the pocket with you, tiny terror!" Moon huffed and made good on his threat of stuffing you in his pocket.

     You wiggled in the dark space for a moment until you were able to get your paws under you. You poked your head up out of the pocket, but with all the stomping Moon was doing, watching the world rush by was a little disorienting. You accepted your pocket fate, which actually wasn't too bad. It was dark and cozy in the pocket, like your charging nest. If only you could actually charge in here; your battery was starting to get a little too low for comfort.

     You got bored of the pocket after a while and finally climbed out. You grabbed hold of Moon's capelet, the pointed ends dangling just low enough for you to use to climb your way back up to his shoulder. You decided against teasing Moon any further, at least for now.

     "We're close to your pathway now," Moon said.

     You and Moon had made it to Rockstar Row. You hadn't been here with Sun, so the lights were already off. Moon strode past darkened display cases and old framed posters, artifacts from long closed locations. Moon briefly eyed a weathered old metal hook in a smaller case. You wondered if the older buildings also had rats like you and your friends looking after them.

     Moon came to a stop in front of a small stage near the end of the hall, past the rope lines leading into the animatronic's rooms. There was a sign set in front of the stage, reading 'Coming Soon; the iconic pair that started it all! Freddy Fazbear and Bonnie Bunny currently under renovations'.

     You could see your port, in the base of the wall at the back of the stage. You could not see any sort of door near it that Moon would be able to fit through.

     "Hmm." Moon ignored the sign and the lackluster rope fence in front of the stage and climbed up onto the wood platform. He investigated the curtains and tapped at the wall, then kicked at the floor. "Any ideas?"

     You brought up your mental map. You could see where the map ended right below Moon's feet. Your sparse self-mapped paths wound downwards, circling the exact circumference of the stage.

     "…Stomp on the floor," you told Moon.

     Moon did as you asked and stomped a foot on the wooden boards of the stage. The sound echoed, as if the space underneath was hollow. You and Moon reached the same conclusion at the same time.

     "There's nothing below the stage! I can get down through here," Moon said excitedly. He plucked you off of his shoulder and set you down on the stage. "Wait here." He jumped back down to the floor and dashed around the corner, out of sight.

     A moment later, you jumped at the sound of glass shattering. Moon returned with an old metal hook in hand and a mischievous pep in his step.

     You shook your head and resolved to make Moon put the hook back once this was all over. You watched him use the hook to pry between the boards and wrench them up far enough for him to wiggle his fingers under them and pry them up. He tossed the boards aside, and in a matter of moments had torn a decent sized hole in the stage.

     A damp, cold air wafted up from the darkness below. You shared a look with Moon.

     "Well. No turning back now, little rat." Moon offered a hand out to you.

     You glanced back at the hole. Your map told you the empty space below didn't exist, despite your eyes stating otherwise. You felt uncomfortable just looking at it. You realized this must be what humans felt like when they were faced with dark places. For you, the dark was usually friendly, safe. You were built to see and navigate in the dark. This darkness however, was much different. You couldn't see in this darkness. It was dauntingly unknowable, shapeless and unfamiliar. You wouldn't be able to figure out where you were going, and you wouldn't be able to easily escape.

     You thought about Sun, and all the other rats. Your hardworking friends, still missing somewhere, probably suffering from the virus like all the other bots. You could do this. You had to.

     You climbed up onto Moon's hand and gave him a nod.

     Moon crouched at the edge of the hole. "Right. Here we go."

     He jumped through the hole, holding you securely in his hands, and together the two of you plummeted down into the darkness.

     Moon landed smoothly on his feet and straightened up. You both took a look around.

     Trusting your eyes alone was strange and disconcerting. Your map was entirely useless, and your pathfinding wouldn't even send you warning pings. You couldn't make any sense of the paths you'd made previously, couldn't even be sure they were at all accurate.

     Trying to focus on the space was difficult, and it felt like something important was missing, or like you were malfunctioning. You thought about playing I-Spy with Sun, when you had studied the world around you from his hand, without your pathfinder program working properly. Using just your eyes, you started to process what you could.

     You and Moon were in a kitchen. It was by no means functional. There was rubble everywhere, missing equipment, and strange puddles and stains. The cracked checker tile floor was weathered and warped, and you thought that this place must have been down here for ages, well before the plex was built.

     "Who decided to build on top of this dump?" Moon mumbled. He picked his way carefully across the kitchen, eying the puddles disdainfully.

     "How's your pathfinding?" you asked.

     "There's a few snags. My map keeps trying to tell me this place doesn't exist, but the pathfinding seems to be working well enough."

     "My map won't even work anymore. I can't even tell what direction we're facing."

     "Hm." Moon gave your head a sympathetic pat with a finger. "My whole system probably works a lot differently than yours."

     The kitchen doors groaned miserably as Moon pushed them open. Here, you were too far from the faint light trailing down from the hole Moon had come through, now in total darkness. Red lights clicked on in Moon's eyes and swept over the room, casting just enough light for both of you to see by.

     The dining area was in a similar state of decay to the kitchen. Only a few tables and chairs remained, though the wood was rotting and heavily warped. There were a few doors set into the walls. Moon made his way to the nearest one.

     You checked your internal clock as Moon explored. There was about an hour left until 6. You were trying not to worry, but this place had you feeling all sorts of stressed.

     The old restaurant was quiet and musty. The only sound was Moon's shoes over the floor and the quiet clicking of his joints as he walked. You didn't move much yourself, choosing to focus more on the constant of Moon's hand below you.

     You had no idea where you'd come from or what direction you were going. You couldn't remember a turn even a moment after Moon had made one. The turn did not exist, because this whole place did not exist. Your map was resolute on that front. Dingy walls and sparse peeling wallpaper passed by in a blur beyond Moon's fingers.

     "Not too much left to explore down here. We haven't run into that computer console yet. If my map would behave, I could at least see what direction it's in," Moon grumbled.

     A few minutes later, Moon came to a stop in front of a door. There was a small plaque still clinging to the wood surface of the door, reading 'Main Office'. He tried the handle, but it appeared to be locked.

     "Uh oh. Maybe there's a key around here somewhere?" you wondered.

     "I have a key," Moon assured.

     You found his tone suspicious. Before you could say anything else, Moon gripped the doorknob and ripped it clean out of the wood of the door, sending chunks of wood scattering across the floor. Moon tossed the doorknob over his shoulder.

     "…Well. Not the most traditional key, but it did get the door open," you remarked.

     Moon chuckled and pushed the door open, stepping inside the office.

     You were both speechless at the scene you found yourselves in.

     At the other side of the room, beyond a few rusty foldout tables, was the computer console you'd been looking for. When you scanned it, the ID matched the one you'd found earlier in the update files. It was connected to something clearly not human, but the bot had no ID at all. It seemed to be missing quite a lot of parts and casing, instead full of an unidentifiable purple colored substance. The stuff looked leathery in some places, wet in others. The bot should not have by any means been active, but he looked up at you and Moon none the less. You thought he might have been a rabbit model, once.

     Your attention wasn't on the weird bot, though. You were looking down at the ground, because the floor was covered in rats. Nearly a hundred little repair rats, metal casing dingy and scuffed from navigating this place. Your friends were clearly having trouble, bumping into rubble and the walls and other rats. A few of them were carrying small parts, slowly but diligently making their way to the bot sitting on the other side of the room, made of old scraps and spare parts and the work of a hundred diligent little repair rats.

     "Ah. So that's where all your friends went," Moon said. "They've been repairing… that." He tried to step carefully, but the rats didn't seem to understand enough of what was going on to know to move out of the way. Before he could even take a full step, the bot spoke.

     "I don't know how you've found your way here," he snarled, his voice raspy and faintly doubled by a voice box struggling to push out static, "but I'd take a good look around. Because it's the last place you'll ever see."

     You could tell Moon was ready to retort with some snarky reply, but before he could get a word out, the bot across the room raised a finger, pointed right at Moon, and spoke one word as the heads of every single rat in the room other than you turned to focus on Moon.

     "Disassemble."

#uh oh spaghettios #hey on the plus side! you found all your friends #unfortunately they are now all determined to take your pal Moon apart #ahh c'est la vie #eyndr tells a story #fnaf sb #fnaf sb au #fnaf sb fanfic #fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #security breach #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf daycare attendant #moondrop #sundrop #fnaf dca #tw violence #fnaf au i think i smell a rat #i think i smell a rat #fnaf y/n

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We'll Need To Invest In Parachutes At This Rate (FNAF SB fanfic)

Suggested by FormDrop over on Ao3, a sort of other side of the coin of the last chapter, where this time its Sun & Moon helping you after you've sustained some pretty gnarly damage!

This chapter is a standalone in-universe scenario for I Think I Smell A Rat, no previous reading required! All you need to know is you're a lil robot repair rat who lives in the walls of the plex and you're pals with Sun and Moon. I did make a teeny little reference to the main fic near the end but its a very minor quick little reference.

This chapter contains:

Major damage to YOU!! Holy cow you're really goin through it in this one. I am smashing you with a giant cartoon hammer

Mortal peril with a sense of urgency

Robot gore again?? You're a robot rat and you get about as badly damaged as possible while still being able to make it out alive, which you just barely do

General feelings of anxiety and urgency

Sun has the robot equivalent of a panic attack, or he nearly does

Hurt / comfort, naturally

This one is a tad bit heavier in terms of tone but still not super bad or anything

Both Sun and Moon get real protective of you by the end lol

Happy ending

Ao3 link here

As usual, lmk if I should add anything! That's all, enjoy! <3

     It wasn’t anyone’s fault, of course. These things just happen sometimes. You’d had your fair share of accidents and damage before, but if you were being honest, this was something entirely different.

     You, like many if not most other repair rats, had gotten into the habit of trusting your pathfinding program entirely to get you through the walls. Using your tail light in the pitch black areas used up small amounts of battery. If you wanted to stay out and about longer, do more with a full charge, be as efficient as possible, you didn’t bother wasting the battery when the pathfinding was just fine. The paths were plotted out neatly, and the program knew them all. What it didn’t know was that sometimes paths deteriorated over time when the building settled and shifted or actual pests came through causing a ruckus, things like that.

     Long story short, you’d been trusting your pathfinding program a little too much, in areas you hadn’t double checked were still fine with your tail light in a long time. It was perhaps an avoidable mistake, but an honest one none the less.

     You had paused as the uneven plaster beneath your paws shifted. By the time you realized what was happening, it was too late to move. There was a deep shifting sound humming down the pathway, like the awakening of some hungry beast, and then the ground fell away and the void surrounding the path swallowed you up.

     You fell, remembering somewhere in the back of your head that you’d been in a ceiling, and bits of plaster and old wood matched velocity around you.

     Being as small as you and the other rats were, taking a fall every now and again wasn’t unheard of. You were built sturdy for this exact reason. You could take a short fall.

     This was not a short fall.

     You were falling for a concerning amount of time, long enough for the fall stasis your system had you in to time out, and your pathfinding program came back on to send you an error, unable to locate any stable ground.

     Everything was horribly quiet.

     Then you finally found the ground. All at once your head was full of errors and warnings and alerts, nothing was working as it should be, and above it all was a familiar sort of unexplainable thing that happened any time you got hurt.

     You knew enough to know this was ‘pain’, but you couldn’t have begun to describe it.

     You’d seen before how humans would yell or wince when they felt pain. You couldn’t physically do either, even if you had felt the urge to. Instead, your immediate thought was to ping the rat subnetwork for help, then shut down to block out the overwhelming sensation of a thousand things going horribly wrong at once. Energy coursing through wires with no end connection. Not being able to tell exactly how bad it was. The realization of what trying to move and not being able to meant.

     You pinged the network, but didn’t shut down just yet. Slowly, you worked through the error messages and warning alerts, dismissing them one by one. Some you had to dismiss more than once. Your processor struggled, and you could feel it running a little too hot as you worked through everything, bit by bit. In both good and bad news, there wasn’t much of you left to process the status of.

     After a few long moments you managed to focus enough to see what was around you. It was strange though, like you were looking at a picture and not the world. After a moment you realized why; one of your eyes wasn't working, and the other one was struggling as it was. Everything got very fuzzy if you looked too far to the left. Despite all of this, you could see chunks of drywall from the ceiling and still settling dust, as well as a lot of different pieces of you. Pieces that were usually inside you and out of sight, now very visible. You had completely shattered on impact. Honestly, you weren't sure how you were even still online. You couldn't see your battery without moving your head, and you couldn't get a reading from it. That wasn't good. If it was damaged you'd at least have an error or a notification, but there was nothing at all. Still, you wouldn't be running without energy, right?

     Your processors were audibly hissing with how hard they were running. Something was wrong, and you were starting to overheat. You couldn't move. You were pretty sure you'd end up making things worse even if you could. You just had to wait for someone to come find you and help you. Another rat could assess the situation and send a list of replacement parts to any rats near parts and service.

     Someone found you alright, but it wasn't a rat.

     "Woah, what the heck?"

     A pair of black shoes shifted into view. A human, probably staff. The plex wasn't closed yet, but when you'd been able to read your internal clock there had only been ten minutes till closing. Without your clock you didn't really have any sense of time. You didn't think you'd last very long with how your battery seemed to be either nearly or entirely disconnected, but you had no idea how much time had passed since you'd fallen. The disorientation of that wasn't helping at all.

     "Looks like one of those robot rats. Man, poor thing." A hand came into view, a finger nudging something just out of view behind your head. You heard the quiet shifting of metal over tile. The human sighed. "I guess I'll make a report for the ceiling before I clock out."

     The human stood, and you heard footsteps moving away. You wanted to blink your tail, but you could see the end of it laying a ways away in front of you. The human could get you to parts and service in no time, why were they leaving??

     To your relief, you heard the footsteps returning. Sure enough, you saw the same shoes come back into view. The human crouched back down, and something else came into view as well. A duster and a dust pan.

     …Well, not the most traditional method of transportation, but you supposed there were a lot of little pieces laying around and the human had probably just grabbed whatever was closest. With a few sweeps, the human had gathered all of you as well as a lot of the drywall and dust and wood bits into the pan. Your vision cut out for a moment as your head was jostled, but thankfully clicked back on after a second.

     You heard the footsteps again. The human was carrying you now. All of a sudden, you could hear music. This wasn't the ambient tune that was pumped through all the main areas of the plex, this was the daycare music.

     …The human wasn't taking you to parts and service. They were taking you to the nearest trash can.

     There wasn't a thing you could do as you were dumped with the drywall and wood into the trash can. Your vision cut out again, and this time it didn't come back on. You heard footsteps moving away, and then all you could hear was the daycare theme.

     You tried to send another ping to the network. You could no longer connect. You'd either sustained even more damage getting dumped into the trash can, or your components were starting to melt. Even if you could send a ping, you weren't sure how a rat would get to you from outside the can. They'd have to topple the can somehow.

     Without the network, you felt alone, cut off from everyone else. You couldn't see. Your pathfinding wasn't working even when you'd been on solid ground. You couldn't even keep track of how much time was passing. You were in a horrible timeless void, the only thing you could focus on was the heat slowly building as your processor worked a lot harder than your sole remaining functioning vent could cool them.

     There was the daycare music as well. Desperately, you focused on the overly cheerful tune and silly instrumentals. It wasn't the most fitting tune to die to by any means, but if you focused on the beat, you could manually count out seconds along to the music, and then at least the void didn't seem as endless.

     You were so focused on the music, you didn't notice the jingle of bells growing louder until the trash can shifted around you.

     Through a small gracious miracle, Sun happened to glance down into the trash can before tying off the bag to throw it with the rest of the trash, as he was in the middle of cleaning up after the day. Sun froze up, eyes scanning and then scanning again. He knew that ID. He could hear the tiny processor whirring desperately. He seized the can.

     "OH MY GOODNESS."

     Sun's yelling nearly blew out your audio receptors, which would have left you totally in the dark. Luckily, they only fizzled. The shock quickly subsided, giving way to the most welcome relief you'd ever felt in your life. Sun had found you. He could help you!

     "TINY FRIEND!!!" Sun wailed.

     The trash can was trembling around you. He was shaking. You could hear his joints clicking softly. You imagined him moving all around in a panic, unsure what to do. You wished you could blink your tail light at him, tell him to get you to parts and service, but you couldn't move. Couldn't even see anymore.

     "Uh! Um!!" Sun looked around desperately. "I don't know how to fix this. Oh but!! But the parts and service machine, it can fix you up! Two minutes till closing, lights are still on ok ok I'm going we're going just hold on tiny friend just wait I'm going to help you ok just hang on-"

     Sun kept rambling as you felt the trash can steady. You couldn't hear the daycare music anymore. You heard the plastic trash bag rustle as Sun moved fast enough for there to be a decent breeze. You focused on Sun's endless panicked rambling and trusted he'd do his best to take care of you. You couldn't do much else, Sun was currently all you had.

     You heard the hum of fluorescent lights and bells jingling sharply as Sun descended a flight of stairs. His steps echoed down industrial concrete halls. He didn't stop rambling the whole way, asking questions you couldn't answer and assuring you that everything would be fine. You heard a door open, and the click of a light switch, just in time for the sound of the fluorescent lights to stop.

     "Ok ok we're here we made it now I just have to uhhh!!! I'll put you in the machine, that's what I'll do, the machine knows what to do, it'll fix you up no problem!"

     There were some shifting noises, and then you could feel pressure on the sensors still working in your head. Sun was gently picking you out of the trash.

     "Gosh. There's um! There's a lot of pieces uhh!!"

     You heard more rustling. It sounded like Sun had just decided to dump out all the contents out of the trash at once. There was more shuffling, and a very quietly muttered song about cleaning up. Sun must be picking out the drywall and trash from the pile he'd dumped out. It was probably quicker and easier than picking all of your little parts out of the trash can.

     "Okay, uh! Um, ok ok ok lets see!"

     You heard jingling footsteps and more rambling. You gathered that Sun couldn't quite figure out how to work the machine.

     "I don't know!" Sun yelled desperately. "I don't know how to do this I don't have the proper procedures- whoopsie we'd better get an adult to help us with this- techs are all clocked out- why don't we focus on our breathing for a moment? How do I- This is- this is- this is-" Sun's voice cut out with a sharp pop from his speakers as he grew frustrated with running useless automatic response dialogue.

     "Just hang on tiny friend I can figure this out. Hang on hang on hang on." Sun's footsteps started up again, too quick to be pacing. He was running around. "There's got to be… books, I know books, I can do books. The technicians look at books sometimes, books about us when they fix us… Manual. Manual. Manual…"

     You weren't able to run diagnostics on yourself anymore. More and more systems were vanishing from your mind as the heat grew. It felt like the void was slowly devouring you, seeping into your mind, making everything far too quiet. You focused on Sun and his sounds.

     "AHH FOUND IT found it found it found it!" Sun's bells jingled closer, and you heard pages being flipped rapidly. Sun himself was silent for a long moment, and all you could hear was frantic page flipping. "Ok! Ok ok ok. I don't think I can fix damaged parts but I could replace them! I don't know the tools but I think- ok hang on! Hang on tiny friend one more second!"

     There wasn't a lot else you could do but wait. You trusted Sun to fix you, he'd figure it out and he'd help you. He had to. Even through your conviction, you couldn't help worrying. Could he figure it out fast enough? You weren't sure how much time you had left.

     Sun jingled and jangled around some more, and then your sensor picked up something touching you just before that cut out, and the void took that too. You clung desperately to your audio input and your ID chip. You could hear the quiet sounds of tiny screws being undone while Sun mumbled quietly and frantically.

     Suddenly, the heat left in a rush. Sun must have removed something, opened your processor up to the open air. You felt both relieved at this and exposed. You trusted Sun. You trusted him every time you hung out together, every time he carried you around, but this was different. This time if Sun made even a small mistake, the damage would be catastrophic. You tried to relax, to keep your processor from working even harder. You knew Sun, you trusted him. He was always careful with you. There was no way he didn't know that he had to be extra careful with you now.

     "Ok ok wow that looks not good in there uh!" Sun shuffled around, bells jingling. "Wow wow that's um! Ok most of this has to be replaced. All these shelves are disorganized and- uh oh looks like someone forgot to clean up their toys! QUIT THAT ok I don't know- I don't know if I can do this- I know how to clean! Tidy up clean up clean up- no wait tiny friend doesn't have time to clean up OK hang on hang on-"

     Sun continued to ramble, slowly getting more and more nonsensical and running more lines as he lost focus. The heat didn't seem to be getting any worse, but it sure wasn't getting any better. Finally, he seemed to snap out of it.

     "OKAY I'll just do! One thing at a time. One thing at a time one at a time and then after one thing I'll do the next and then the next and then tiny friend will be better when there's no more things to do so I'll just do one thing at a time ok!!"

     Sun was moving again. You heard shuffling and movement far away as Sun shifted through metal supply shelves. He found whatever part he was looking for and jingled back towards you.

     There were more quiet sounds and then, very suddenly, everything stopped, like reality was lagging. The quiet sound of a tool gently shifting against metal became constant, like someone had grabbed the sound and was dragging it slowly along. The moment stretched with it. You were trapped inside it, unable to think past it.

     Just as suddenly, everything was moving again. The sound ceased, and Sun was mid-sentence.

     "-op that right there and that's fine that’s ok that's good now and that's ok and now the next thing!"

     You slowly realized what had happened as Sun jingled off to grab the next part. He'd taken out and replaced your processor. The new one worked quietly, heating up a little but keeping much cooler than the old one had.

     Sun came back. He did some more work, and then there was a sudden rush of information. You were still working through it by the time Sun returned with the next replacement piece.

     Your systems finally recognized the new modem Sun had just put in. It had to be approved by the network, which was a whole ordeal. You worked on that for a moment before Sun finished replacing the next thing, and all of a sudden you could see again.

     The visual input was a welcome relief from the suffocating void still wrapped around you, even though for some reason you could only see in grey tones. There was still a strange fuzziness if you looked too far left.

     You watched Sun poke around shelves far across the room. You were on the table inside the repair chamber in parts and service, all your parts and a few loose tools laid out around you. You could see a little clearer now that you had shattered into several small chunks. Your head seemed to be connected to a part of your back by one thin bundle of stubborn wires. You could see the wires were barely holding on to your battery, which was visibly damaged and dented, though you still couldn't get a read to see how bad exactly it was. No wonder you couldn't move; there were no joints still connected for you to move.

     Sun returned with the next part and quickly picked up a small tool. Your vision shifted as Sun gently turned your head. You recognized the teeny chip pinched carefully between Sun's fingers. A replacement for the chip that took input from your sensors. Sun took out the old one, which had melted nearly beyond recognition, and put the new one in place.

     Your processor whirred and hummed for a few seconds before settling back down, and then you could feel Sun's metal finger pressing gently against your head. There were small gaps in your sensors; a few near the very top of your head had likely melted.

     Sun replaced a few more pieces, one by one, before he got around to the sensors. He gently pried off the panel atop your head, between your ears. He was serious before when he'd said 'one thing at a time', he left to retrieve one single sensor replacement at a time, removing the old one and connecting the new one before going to retrieve the next sensor from the same place. Sun was mostly quiet now as he worked, his face plate blocking your entire view at times as he leaned in close to dutifully repair you piece by piece. His fans were working constantly as his processors seemed to be struggling for one reason or another.

     When Sun got your internal clock working again, a wave of relief fell over you. Finally, the void had been pushed entirely back out of your mind. You focused intently on the seconds ticking by.

     Once your brain was back in proper working order, Sun moved on to your battery. He spent a long time hunting down a replacement. When he returned he kept muttering his clean up song and cutting himself off, only to start it back up again.

     The old battery seemed to be stuck to your back casing. The casing was so bent out of shape around the battery, Sun couldn't work it free. He wound up ditching the casing entirely and simply plugged you into the new battery. It was only then that you suddenly felt weird about being just a head connected to a battery. This wasn't your battery like the old one had been, this was different, foreign. You'd had the old battery for as long as you'd been alive. A moment passed, and your system accepted the new battery. You could read its charge, just about 25%. Slowly, you settled into it, and it began to feel just the same as your old battery had.

     Sun set the old battery and casing aside with the other damaged parts. He hunted around for a charging cord to hook your battery up to, but exclaimed in frustration when he couldn't find one.

     "Hang on hang on. Clean up time it's time- I have to- hang on." Sun went to the shelves and began feverishly pulling things off and reorganizing them into their proper places, quickly scanning labels and identifying what parts he could. What parts he couldn't identify he set in a neat pile by the wall.

     You were stable, and your brain was no longer at risk of melting. You watched Sun organize and listened to him mumble his clean up song on repeat as he worked. You had a moment to properly process all the new replacement parts and assure yourself that everything would be okay.

     The network finally registered your new modem. You immediately got onto the subnetwork you shared with the other rats and sent a new ping. Hopefully someone would be nearby and able to help out poor Sun. Your clock synced up with the network, and you noted it had been roughly an hour since you'd last been able to see the time. Only an hour, and to you it had felt like days and mere minutes all at the same time.

     When Sun finally returned, he was done singing his clean up song and his fans were no longer struggling to keep him cool.

     "Ok tiny friend everything is going to be okay. You'll be okay I promise I'm going to fix you right up and everything will be fine and we can play all the games you like as soon as we're done, okay? I know you can't talk to me right now but I hope you're feeling okay, I'm right here and I won't leave, alright?" Sun pat your head so gently that your sensors barely registered it.

     Sun kept talking as he worked, doing what he could with the tools he'd found. You focused on his voice and worked on adjusting to new parts as he went.

     "I'm doing my very best to help. I don't know how to repair things like you and your friends  do. I think I'm probably as good at it as you would be looking after kids! But I'm doing my best. It was hard to think straight for a while there, I was so so worried I wouldn't figure out what to do in time, but everything is stable now and its just one thing after the other until we're done…"

     Sun worked, and you listened. He managed to find a charging cord and hooked your battery up. There were a few salvageable parts in the mess, but most of it needed to be replaced. Sun had started grabbing several parts from the shelves at a time now, thinking several steps ahead now that he wasn't panicking and likely running his poor processors ragged.

     Sun built most of a torso, easily popping tiny joints into place and screwing panels down, before connecting it below your head and in front of your battery. It took a minute once again for your systems to acclimate, but once they did the first think you did was wave a paw at Sun.

     "Tiny friend!! Hello!" Sun stopped to wave back, straitening up as his tone brightened considerably. "Are you ok?? How do you feel?"

     You quickly pat out a response in Morse code against the table. "It was rough at first but I'm okay. Doing much better right now. Thank you for helping me."

     "Of course!! I'm so glad to hear you're okay. I was a little worried I took too long and I just couldn't tell, it didn't look like your ID chip was damaged but I wasn't sure and I didn't want to think about what would happen if- but it's okay! You're okay and it's okay and I don't have to think about that and everything is fine!!"

     "It's okay," you assured.

     Sun started questioning you as he picked his tools back up. "How did you wind up in such a state?? Why were you in a trash can?"

     You tapped out your reply as Sun worked. He was silent, listening carefully to your quiet patting paw. You told him about how you'd fallen through the ceiling and hit the tile. You told him about the human, stating your suspicion that the human had assumed you to be totally busted and irreparable. You told him how the human had swept you up into the trash, and how Sun had found you right in the nick of time.

     Sun's rays had shrunk into his head as you'd explained everything. "I'm really sorry, tiny friend. That sounds horrible. I'm so glad I found you when I did!"

     "Me too." You reached out and pat Sun's hand with a paw.

     You heard the strange pattering sound at the same time Sun did. He dropped his tools and hunkered over you, hands cupped around you as he swiveled his face plate all around in confusion. His gaze turned down, and he relaxed.

     "Oh, hello there!!" Sun said to someone out of sight. "Oh- do you want some help?? Oh- okay-"

     Sun's face plate moved as he tracked something moving upwards. A moment later, you realized what was happening. Your ping had been answered.

     All four of your nest mates were here, and the moment they saw you an onslaught of messages came through the network, asking you what happened and what your status was. Apparently, one of them- RR-TI -had answered your first ping back when you'd originally fallen, but they'd arrived to see you were nowhere to be found. They'd gone and gotten the others from the nest and they'd been working together looking for you ever since.

     You were overjoyed and touched that your nest mates had been so worried for you. You answered their messages as best you could as they scurried around, inspecting you and the work Sun had done and the damaged parts he'd set aside.

     "Umm everything is good, right??" Sun asked nervously. His hands fidgeted along the edge of the table.

     You quickly pat a reply to him, realizing he couldn't hear anything you and your friends were saying to each other. To him it just looked like your friends were silently circling you. "Everything is fine, they were worried about me. They've been looking for me."

     "Ohh okay!" Sun relaxed. "Hi friends, I've been working very hard to help fix our pal. Have I done a good job?? Can you help me fix the rest?"

     RR-BO replied to Sun directly, using their tail light. "Thank you for helping them. You've done a great job! Only one error detected. We will help, if you gather the remaining parts."

     Sun panicked. "Error?! I messed something up?? What did I do, tiny friend why didn't you say something oh no I'm so sorry I didn't mean to I was really really careful-"

     You had to wave at Sun to get his attention, since he wasn't listening to your tapping as you tried to assure him you were fine. "Minor connection issue with my optics. That's all. I'm fine, it's ok."

     "Oh… okay. Okay. Are you sure??" Sun asked. He leaned in close, looking you over with a careful eye.

     "I'm sure." You reached up and pat Sun's nose. "You did a great job."

     Sun finally relaxed. He jumped back into action as your nest mates started requesting parts, eager to get started.

     Between all your friends working together, they had you fixed up in no time. RR-AL insisted you sit still until the last repair was done, even though you were aching to calibrate your new limbs and move around again. They had the right idea, though. All these new parts registering with your system in such a short time was really putting your new processor through the wringer. Trying to move around on top of that would have been too much, regardless of how much you were itching to be able to move again.

     RR-VE had your optics fixed in no time. That was just a simple case of carefully reconnecting them. When your vision clicked back on, you could see in color again. After a new eye covering to replace the cracked one, the fuzziness was gone as well.

     The very last thing was your tail. It was assembled separately, then attached, and then the charging cord was unplugged from your now nearly full battery, and it was done. You tried the light at the end of your tail first. It glowed to life, and your friends stepped back to give you some space.

     Finally, you got your mostly new feet under you and stretched. You adjusted each limb one by one, then took a little practice stroll down to the end of the table and back. You were a tad wobbly at first, but by the time you returned to your friends, you were perfectly balanced once more. You lifted your tail and told everyone the good news.

     Your friends spun in happy circles, especially Sun, who did a fair bit of jumping as well.

     "Thank you all so much. Sun, thank you again. I wouldn't be here right now if it weren't for you." You hoped Sun and your friends could tell how appreciative you were, even if you couldn't emote.

     "Of course!! I'll always be here for you, tiny friend. That's what friends are for!" Sun pat your head affectionately.

     Your nest mates all agreed that this would be a good reminder for everyone to use their tail lights more often in the tunnels. A notice was sent out on the network, and you immediately got several messages asking if you were ok and making sure the repairs had gone smoothly.

     RR-AL insisted you take it easy until you got fully acclimated. They'd repaired a few things but you were about 95% entirely new. You eyed the task list. Since you and every rat in your nest had been busy and putting all the tasks off, there was no one doing tasks in your area. RR-AL assured you they and your other nest mates would handle the tasks. When you tried to insist you were fine to at least do one task, RR-AL turned to Sun.

     "RR-YN requires absolutely minimal strain while their system acclimates to all the new parts. Will you keep an eye on them?" RR-AL asked.

     Sun straightened and gave your friend a salute. "You bet!! Don't you worry, they won't have to lift a paw!"

     Satisfied, RR-AL lead the others back down the table. They departed for the walls. You flopped over dramatically.

     Sun giggled. "Oh come on, I know you love doing your little tasks but we'll have plenty of fun, okay?" Sun set his hands down next to you, palms up.

     You relented and climbed into Sun's hands. Sun curled his fingers around you securely and held you close to his chest.

     Sun paused as he stepped out of the repair chamber. "Oh, wait… the lights will be out. I forgot! The building is closed for the night."

     You were already blinking a reply, stating you could go through the walls and turn the lights on for him, but Sun seemed to know exactly what you were about to say and cut you off before you could.

     "No no no, your friend said absolutely minimal strain!! That doesn't sound very minimal to me, tiny friend." Sun shook his head at you. "We'll just have Moon escort you back. You'll have to tell him why he woke up in parts and service… again… but I'm sure he'll get you back to the daycare safe and sound."

     Sun turned and set you down on the desk with the repair chamber's computer terminal. "One moment! Don't go anywhere, okay??" Sun walked backwards towards the light switch, keeping a vigilant eye on you.

     You had resigned yourself to your fate of pampering, and had no plans of bolting off the desk. You gave Sun a wave, which he happily returned, and then he switched the lights.

     After a brief moment, the lights were out and Sun had become Moon. You were pleased to see your eyes were working just fine in the dark.

     "Hm. How familiar." Moon peered around at the room, then folded his arms and settled his gaze on you. "You'd better have a good explanation, tiny terror."

     As you explained, Moon grew still. This wasn't as strange to see him do as it was for Sun, but by the end of your story you were beginning to worry he'd entered sleep mode or something. Several long seconds passed where Moon said nothing.

     Finally, Moon took a careful step towards you. When nothing happened, he closed the distance and crouched down, gripping the edge of the desk and peering at you from eye level. He scrutinized you for several long seconds.

     "…Are you okay?" Moon asked quietly.

     "I'm fine. Sun and my nest mates fixed me up. I'm supposed to take it easy while I acclimate to all the new parts. Sun was going to take me to the daycare, but the lights are all out in the building. If you don't want to carry me though I wouldn't mind walking-"

     Moon was already reaching towards you. He stopped just shy of grabbing you and offered out his cupped hands instead. "I will carry you."

     You climbed into his hands. Moon moved slowly, bringing you close to his chest and hunching over you protectively. Moon turned and very slowly took one small step, and then another, towards the door.

     It took a very long time to get back up to the daycare.

     Once you were at last in the familiar daycare, surrounded by foam wrapped structures and padded floors, you assumed Moon would relax. However, Moon did not relax a single degree until he'd crafted the softest mountain of pillows and blankets and placed you carefully in the center. Then he sat right in front of your pillow mountain and stared at you, apparently deciding to watch you like a hawk for the rest of forever.

     You were trying not to be annoyed at the overly cautious treatment. You thought it was actually very sweet, how careful he was being. "Moon." You paused, trying to figure out how to best communicate this to him. "I appreciate the concern, but I'm not about to fall apart at the slightest bump."

     Moon huffed. His gaze didn't waver.

     "Let me put it this way. I survived a very long fall and being chucked in the trash. I think I'll be okay just sitting around here in the daycare. You really don't have to watch me like that."

     "You barely survived," Moon grumbled.

     "But I did."

     It took a little more convincing and coaxing and tempting him with games, but Moon finally relaxed enough to agree to a game. So long as you didn't move from the pillow mountain, that is.

     You figured Moon and Sun would both be a little extra cautious with you for a while. Hopefully things would go back to normal soon. You had to admit, it felt nice that your friends cared for you so much.

     In the meantime, you followed your rest orders and relaxed as Moon set up a board game. You were in for a long night of fun games with Sun and Moon, and honestly, you couldn't be happier.

#posting this and passing the fuck out lmao #ive been waking up at 7:30 every day to walk dogs and hooo boy #i should have uhhhh not laid in bed doing nothing for months on end #my legs are gonna be so stupid beefy by the end of this one job kfdjghkdfg #ok i SLEEP GOODBYE LOVE YOU #eyndr tells a story #fnaf sb #fnaf sb fanfic #fnaf au i think i smell a rat #i think i smell a rat #fnaf y/n #moondrop #fnaf dca #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf moon #oneshot #fnaf sun #sundrop

[eyndr-stories]

THE SQUEAKUEL (Epilogue)

So!!! I wound up writing the epilogue to 'I Think I Smell A Rat' out nice and proper after all lol here it is! And I'm making this a little series because I would be happy to write more of these silly robots if yall have requests! Yall seem to enjoy being a nifty little robot rat doing rat tasks and making exceptionally tall friends ^_^

Send requests / prompts to me here on Tumblr or yell at me on Ao3 (LINK TO THIS EPILOGUE ON AO3 RIGHT HERE BTW). Consider this epilogue a little intro into the 'after the story' mini stories i'm hoping this will be??

If i do get any requests (or if I ever get an idea of my own i'd like to write :P), I'd write and post them each as their own standalone in-universe chapter! The idea is to have it so none of the chapters are required reading for any other chapters, so each chapter is sort of its own standalone little scenario, and I'll write up a brief little description of the chapter in the summery or beginning notes or some such hooplah, so yall know what each little story is about. Does this makes sense??? I sure hope so lmao

That's all if I even get requests :P either way, enjoy this silly and super chill little epilogue! <3

Things To Know:

Not a lot lmao this is all chill fluff. You and your rat friends play board games with Sun and Moon ^_^

Also if you don't know how to play checkers. Now you do lmao

Friendly teasing between you and Moon

This is an epilogue so a few things and bits of dialogue might not make sense if you haven't read the main story. I'll do my darndest to have potential request chapters be standalone stories but still in-universe!

I am so so sleepy please tell me if I am missing important things here I will amend as soon as I wake up dfhkjghkf

Epilogue

     "TINY FRIEND!!!"

     The mouse hole shaped wall port had barely closed behind you before you were spotted. Sun was barreling across the daycare towards you, although this time around you were not fearful, but actually very happy to see him.

     Before you could even blink out a 'hello' from your tail light, you'd been scooped up and now the world was rushing by as Sun twirled. He finally paused to press you to his face plate.

     "Muah! Muah!!" Sun said, bumping his ever constant grin against your noggin a few times. "Moon told me everything!! I can't believe it, you really fixed everyone and found your friends and saved the day and OHHH I'm SO sorry if I caused you any trouble when I had that virus! I can't even remember what happened after I went in for repairs… I wasn't mean to you was I?! I'm so sorry tiny friend I didn't mean it!!"

     You quickly waved your tail light directly in front of Sun's eye, finally cutting off his rambling before he could get too upset. "Do not worry. Nothing too bad happened, and I'm not upset with you."

     "That's good!!! I'm so relieved!" Sun let out a massive sigh and plopped down onto the padded daycare floor. He cradled you in his hands, holding you up at eye level. "I hope Moony wasn't too mean to you either, he's such a grump sometimes!"

     You quirked your head to the side in amusement. "Oh, he wasn't so bad."

     "Good!! So what brings you back here so soon, tiny friend??"

     Sun flattened his palms out a little, and suddenly your pathfinding program was working again, deciding that Sun's hands were a decent enough surface to read. While you'd gotten pretty used to hanging out in hands, having your pathfinding working properly was something of a relief. You relaxed into Sun's hands and explained.

     "Well, if you recall, I did promise to play a game with you once everything else was taken care of. I also told Moon I'd play a game with him as well. I'm not sure how much time we have until your daycare opens…"

     "OHHHHHHH!!!" Sun's whole frame rattled and his slippered feet tapped excitedly on the padded floor. His sun says sprang in and out. "YOU WANT TO PLAY GAMES WITH US?!"

     You didn't have a chance to reply before Sun had sprang to his feet again, already twirling before he'd even stood all the way up.

     "That's SO GREAT tiny friend because!! The whole building including the daycare is closed for the day!!! So that means we can play games ALL DAY LONG if you want!!!"

     "The building is closed?" You did your best to focus on Sun instead of the world spinning madly around you.

     "Yeah! The staff said that they have to clean some things up, and management wants them done by the end of the day so we can open back up again tomorrow. So that means we have the whole day to play games!! You could even invite your friends if you want!!!" Sun finally stopped spinning, though his sun rays kept swaying from side to side.

     You thought about trying to convince at least your nest mates to come and play games with Sun. Might as well give it a shot, right?

     "Okay, I'll send a few of my friends a ping. They might be busy though. Is there a game we can play just the two of us in the meantime?" you asked.

     "Oh boy oh boy there sure is!! I'll take you to the game shelf!" Sun dashed back across the daycare, still holding you carefully. He rounded the edge of a play structure and weaved between child-sized tables with their chairs neatly tucked under them. He stopped at the wall, where one very long shelf spanned the length of this little back area. There were several cubbies and boxes of toys lined up along the wall below the shelf as well.

     "There's lots here we could play with two people! Hmm but what would be okay for a tiny friend to play…? Maybe a board game with small enough pieces? Cards might be too big for you to handle…" Sun mumbled mostly to himself as he paced along the length of the shelf, eyes scanning over colorful boxes.

     You were a little intimidated by the amount of games here. You'd never played any of them before of course, and didn't have the first clue as to how they worked. "Is there something simple we could play?"

     "Something simple… oh, would you like to play checkers??" Sun held you carefully in one hand and grabbed a smaller box from the shelf with the other.

     Encouraged by the more manageable size of this game's box, you agreed.

     Sun happily carried you to the nearest table, letting you hop off his hand so he could set up the game. "Usually I would discourage a friend from standing on the table, but I think I'll give you an exception!" Sun joked.

     You watched as Sun unfolded a colorful square board with a black and red checker pattern painted on its smooth surface. He explained the rules as he placed twenty-four plastic disks one by one in the board's squares.

     "So we each get twelve pieces, you see how half are black and the other half are red? We each get all of one color. Black gets to go first, and since its your very first time, you can be black!" Sun finished setting all the black disks in their proper places along your half of the board, then started setting the red disks on his side. "We take turns making moves until one of us wins the game! You win the game when your opponent can't make any more moves. This usually happens by capturing all of the other player's pieces."

     "All I have to do to win is take your pieces?" You eyed the disks. They seemed like they wouldn't be difficult for you to lift, and they had groves along their rims that you suspected would make them fit very neatly on top of each other for easier carrying.

     "Yes, but there's more rules!" Sun went on. "In order to capture an opponent's piece, one of your pieces has to leap over the opponent's piece and land in a straight diagonal line on the other side. The square you land in has to be empty. Like this!" Sun took two pieces to demonstrate, one of yours and one of his. He carried his piece over yours, setting it down in a black square on the other side of your piece, then placed your piece on the table next to the board. "See, and now I've captured your piece! The pieces must always move diagonally, and forwards. Unless the piece you move is a king!"

     "Wait, what's a king?"

     Sun set the pieces back in their proper places and explained that any piece that reached the other end of the board would become a king, and a captured piece would be placed on top so that the piece was twice as high as a single piece. Kings could move both forward and backward.

     Sun explained a few more rules, like jumping over more than one piece at a time, winning by blocking in all of an opponent's pieces, and pieces making a non-capturing move only being able to move one square. When you were ready, the game began in earnest.

     You eyed the board and all its neatly positioned pieces. There were only a few pieces you could move right at the start, so you stepped carefully between disks and picked one at random, sliding it to the diagonal square up and to the left of it with a paw.

     Sun took his turn, mirroring your move, then looked back up at you. You moved the same piece again, sliding it up and to the right. Sun tapped the bottom of his face plate thoughtfully, then moved a piece at the end of his first row forwards.

     Back and forth you went, moving pieces around for a while before you managed to capture the first piece. You'd been so excited to take the first piece that you didn't realize you'd hopped your little disk right into trouble, and Sun captured it immediately after.

     "Whoops." You thought more carefully about your next move while Sun swayed happily from side to side.

     As the game went on, you wondered if beating Sun was even possible. Sun probably had the right programming to calculate the best possible move, to plan several moves ahead. Sun had been built to play games with kids all day, whereas you'd been built to execute tasks with immediate response. You were struggling to plan more than a single move ahead.

     All your life it had been 'go here, complete task'. 'Get part, repair item'. Simple, straightforward, not much planning beyond making sure you didn't make your way too far out of your designated repair zone. If there was any sort of 'planning ahead' needed, usually you'd ping your shared network with the other rats and work together to work out a plan. Like with the new charging shifts to prevent another 'virus' fiasco from occurring, the network was buzzing in the back of your mind with discussion of who would get what shift, if rats all in the same nest should have different shifts or the same shifts.

     You got an idea as Sun captured another one of your pieces. You pinged your network with a low priority message, drafting up a somewhat complicated question.

     "You sure are thinking hard over there! Are you still having fun, tiny friend?" Sun asked.

     You turned your attention back to him, realizing you'd been staring down at the board for a while now, processors whirring hard. "Oh, yes! Apologies." You received a few pings back in response to your message. You excitedly moved a piece forward into position.

     "No worries! I'm glad you're having fun, I'm having fun too!" Sun made his next move without much delay, skirting one of his disks further along the edge of the board.

     You put a second piece into position, sliding it into danger. Sun took the bait, capturing your piece and unknowingly creating the perfect opening. Gleefully, you used the piece you'd set up earlier to hop over three of Sun's pieces in a row.

     "Woah!! What a good move!" Sun gasped.

     You happily hopped in place, being mindful not to bump any pieces on the board. With that move you'd evened the playing field between you and Sun.

     You informed the network of the success and sent another message, asking for further assistance. More rats replied this time. Gradually, as the game went on, you had nearly every rat on the network strategizing with you, and you were giving Sun a run for his money.

     "Gosh, you really picked this game up fast!" Sun scratched at his forehead with a finger, staring down at the board. "Oh boy, looks like I'm in trouble…"

     It only took a few more moves for you to win the game, with the help of the other rats. There was delighted chatter all across the network as you made the winning move, capturing Sun's final piece.

     "Wow!! You won, great job tiny friend! That was really fun!" Sun exclaimed, clapping happily.

     "Thank you!" You pranced in a little circle on the board, then climbed atop a king piece. "We won!! That was fun!"

     "We?" Sun tilted his face plate curiously.

     "Me and the other rats. I asked them to help me with planning ahead."

     "You mean I was playing against all your friends too??" Sun put his hands on his hips. "If I'd known that I would have adjusted my difficulty setting!"

     You looked at him blankly for a moment. "You mean to tell me that you weren't even trying very hard??"

     "I always set my difficulty setting lower when I play a game with someone for the first time! That way the game is fair, because people don't have as much fun when the game isn't fair," Sun explained.

     "Oh." You thought about that for a moment. "Was it unfair of me to ask all the other rats for help?"

     Sun answered with a kind and patient tone. "You can always ask for help from your friends! But not telling me made the game a little unfair. If you like to play that way then that's okay with me! There are lots of kids who have fun playing that way, and I don't mind! I just like to play. It's always good to ask first though if the other players want to play that way too!"

     "I see. Okay." You nodded in understanding. "I would like to play fair. I apologize for not telling you I had help winning."

     "That's okay, tiny friend! No hard feelings!" Sun lightly tapped you on the head between your little ears. "Would you like to play again??"

     "Yes," you answered immediately. The onslaught of low priority messages from the network asking you for more strategy questions ceased as you informed everyone you were playing again, and you were met with a new onslaught of delighted messages. "My friends are all excited to play again too."

     "Really?! That's great!!" Sun bounced excitedly as he made quick work of resetting the board. "Tell them they can come play with us anytime!! I've got lots of games, you know. OH, and speaking of excited friends… Moon really wants a turn, if that's okay??"

     "He does? Sure!"

     Sun laughed. "He says to tell you that he's definitely NOT excited, it's just that you did tell him you wanted to play a game with him and he just doesn't want you to be sad."

     "Right, of course." You watched as Sun stood up from the table and took a step back. "Maybe you two could take turns throughout the day?"

     "Yeah, that’s a great idea!!" Sun paused, then went on. "Moon agrees! Okay, here we go, lights off!"

     Immediately, all the lights in the daycare turned off. The darkness fell in a comforting blanket over the room, and your eyes immediately clicked over to a lower light setting. You watched with interest as Sun and Moon made a much more dramatic adjustment. A few yellow panels slid back to reveal blue waiting underneath, and small hatches opened to change out Sun's scarf with Moon's capelet, storing the spare costume piece away in a little compartment on their chest. Their face plate spun, latching onto Moon's nightcap as a smaller compartment closer to their neck opened, little magnets snapping into place and holding the cap to Moon's head, pulling it out of the compartment. You weren't sure what happened exactly to their pants. The fabric seemed light sensitive, the low light causing a different pattern to become visible, long bright stripes vanishing to make way for a starry pattern that matched Moon's nightcap.

     The whole transformation took only two seconds, and then you were faced with Moon, who focused on you at once.

     "Tiny terror," Moon greeted.

     You waved your tail at him in greeting. "Tall terror."

     Moon's face plate spun as he crouched down on the other side of the table. "Did your friends help you come up with that little nickname?"

     "That one was all me," you assured.

     "Good. Because unlike Sun, I have far less tolerance for cheaters." Moon waggled his finger disapprovingly at you.

     "I didn't mean to cheat!" you insisted.

     Moon 'tsk'ed at you and folded his arms. "Mhmm. Sure.”

     Moon chuckled quietly, and you had a feeling he was just messing with you. “Are you going to antagonize me all day or would you like to play a game?”

     “Who says I can’t do both?” Moon reached across the table and gave you a poke. He picked up one of the game disks and idly spun it over his knuckles, plastic ‘tik-tik-tik’ing over metal. “I’ll tell you what… since you’ve got your entire little rat crew backing you up, why don’t we try a game with a tad bit more strategy?” Moon flipped the disk into the box, then started picking up the other pieces.

     “What game?” You tilted your head at Moon, both cautious and curious.

     Moon reached into the box and took out a a taller game piece maybe half your height, carved to resemble a horse.

     “Chess,” Moon said, setting the piece in front of you. You had a feeling he’d be grinning even if he could have altered his expression beyond his eternal grin.

     Turns out, chess was a lot more complex than checkers, although it’s still played on the same board. Moon explained all the rules in detail, and then preceded to obliterate you in the first match, even with your friends helping you out. As you’d feared, he was very good at this game. Now you and the other rats were all getting the hang of it though, and the next game was more evenly matched as you all learned quickly.

     You were still struggling because relaying the state of the board and possible options each turn was taking a lot of processing power. The other rats were having a hard time keeping up as well, though everyone seemed to want to help out regardless.

     All of a sudden, you found a large number of rats ceased responding in the middle of the game. Figuring they’d finally gotten tired, you resolved to just do your best to finish out the game.

     “What’s the matter? You seem worried i’ll win by a landslide once again…” Moon moved his remaining tower only one space, and you peered suspiciously around the board, trying to see what kind of trap he was setting.

     “Hush you, i’m trying to concentrate.” You paced around the board, eying all the pieces. You had to admit, you were in trouble. Moon had a few more pieces in play than you, and both his king and queen were still well protected.

     You didn’t realize Moon’s face plate had been spinning until it stopped abruptly.

     “What is that… noise…” Moon straightened up, lifting his face plate up high to peer around the darkened daycare.

     A moment later, you heard it too. You immediately knew what it was. It was the sound your tiny metal paws made when you scurried over the padded floor of the daycare, only multiplied by fifty.

     No sooner had you placed the noise did you see its source. Rounding the edge of the play structure behind you was a small wave of metal rats, scurrying in a group towards you and Moon.

     “What the-?” Moon got to his feet, eying the rats warily.

     You were happy to see your friends, and a few quick back and forth pings dispelled your confusion at seeing them here. “They say they are here to play the game!”

     “Ah, they want to play in person? I suppose that doesn’t make much difference to me.” Moon shrugged. “You won’t all fit on the table, though…” Moon gently lifted the board, keeping all the pieces on its surface steady. He moved it to the floor beside the table, and all the rats immediately gathered around and started chatting excitedly back and forth in your shared network.

     You hopped from the table to one of the chairs tucked in around it, then dropped to the ground. Once you joined your friends, you shifted your attention to the strategy unfolding in the network.

     With your friends able to see the board and all its pieces, strategy discussion was much smoother and quicker, not to mention easier on your processors. In just a few moves you’d managed to turn the game around, and now you had Moon on the ropes.

     There were no more quips and jabs as Moon focused, puzzling intently over the game. He made some very good moves, but in the end you and your friends won the game. You toppled Moon’s king with a paw, declaring checkmate.

     Moon huffed and grumbled as you and your friends cheered and danced around the board.

     “What a fun game! That was great!” you told Moon.

     “I suppose I did have fun. Even if I lost to a bunch of rats.” Moon sighed. “Well, since you’re all here, would you all like to play a different game or would you like to keep playing chess?”

     The rats all chatted excitedly. More games?? What other games could there be??

     At your request, Moon listed off a great number of games, none of which you’d played before. You weren’t sure what games would be best for a whole group of you to play.

     “We could all play tag?” Moon offered.

     The rats all sounded interested, still excited from the previous games. Moon explained the rules, and everyone agreed to give it a try. You looked around at your group of friends and noted there were several more than there had been at first. You checked the network and found a low priority location ping with a unique task type labeled ‘GAMES’. The range request was set to ask every rat in the plex to come help with this ‘task’.

     “I will be it first, just to show you all how it’s done. Now, i’m going to count for thirty seconds! Remember, no hiding in the walls or outside of the daycare. I’d also stay out of the ball pit if I were you, I don’t think any of you would be able to get yourselves out of there and it’d be a pain to have to fish you out.” Moon swept his gaze over the assorted rats, hands on his hips. “Ready?”

     You spoke for everyone, stating you were all ready. Moon sat down and folded his legs, then slapped his hands over his optics and started to loudly count.

     You and the other rats scattered, creating a sound almost like soft rain against the outermost wall as dozens of tiny paws scurried over the padded floor.

     There were so many places to hide, you weren’t sure where would be best. You’d be well hidden in a pile of plushies or amidst those big colorful foam blocks, or you could try and climb up into one of the play structures… but you had no doubt Moon would look in any and all of these places. You needed somewhere he wouldn’t think to look…

     You paused in your tracks, swiveling your head back to Moon. He’d just reached fifteen seconds. All your friends had made themselves scarce; you spotted ends of tails dashing around the edges of slides or under toys. You turned back around and ran right back to Moon.

     Moon was sitting hunched over in his typical looming fashion. The end of his nightcap just barely reached the floor.

     You reached Moon with five seconds to spare. Carefully, as gently as you could, you grabbed hold of the end of Moon’s cap and pulled yourself up until you were around halfway up the cap. You managed not to jostle the bell, and Moon seemed none the wiser. He finished counting, and stood up.

     “Ready or not, here I come!”

     The world rushed by in a blur, and you found yourself way high up off the ground, clinging to the backside of Moon’s cap. It occurred to you then that this might not have been the safest idea you’d ever had, but it was far too late to back out now.

     Moon chuckled quietly as he started to stalk around the daycare, tiptoeing around and sweeping his gaze back and forth. He really hadn’t noticed you…

      Absolutely delighted with your success, you watched on as Moon started to track down your friends. He plucked them from toy piles and cubbies and slowly amassed a collection of rat friends in the middle of the room.

     Moon paused after a few minutes to study the found rats. “For some reason there seem to be more rats here than what we started with…”

     One of the rats informed Moon how many rats were left to find. You did some quick math and realized nearly three fourths of the entire rat crew was here in the daycare playing games. With the plex closed for the day, there must not be that many tasks to do.

     Rat by rat, Moon combed his way through the daycare. Soon he only had a small handful of rats left to locate. He eyed the rats congregated in the center of the daycare, all of them watching him stalk around with amusement.

     “Hm. Still haven’t found tiny terror yet…” Moon swiveled his head back and forth.

     You swung with his cap, glad you didn’t have a voice box because if you did you were sure you’d be giggling.

     A minute later, Moon had found every rat in the daycare besides you.

     “Only one left!” one of the rats helpfully supplied.

     “Yes, i’m aware.” Moon tapped at his chin thoughtfully. “There’s not many places left to hide…”

     Moon stalked the length of the daycare once more. You held tight to his night cap, little paws locked firmly in place in the fabric.

     “Where in the world…” Moon muttered.

     “Only forty-three seconds left!” another rat flashed.

     Moon grumbled to himself. You responded to a few amused pings. The other rats could see you very well and were commending you on your hiding place.

     Moon scaled up a play structure and cast one last desperate look around, hoping his vantage point overlooking the whole daycare would grant him some insight as to your whereabouts. He was unsuccessful.

     Several rats started flashing their tail lights. “Time’s up!”

     Moon heaved a sigh and climbed back down. He put his hands on his hips and looked around. “Alright tiny terror, where could you have possibly been hiding?!”

     You swing your tail around and tap it against the back of Moon’s head. Moon jumped and spun around as his sensors picked up the touch. You flew with his cap, remaining out of sight behind his head.

     Carefully, you climbed down Moon’s cap just far enough to kick the bell at the end. Moon straightened at the noise, pausing for a moment. Then, slowly, he spun his face plate around until you were dangling in front of his chest. He tilted his face at an angle and rotated it the rest of the full 360 degrees, causing his hat to dangle in front of his face. You found yourself suddenly very close to Moon’s eyes, which were studying you intently.

     “…I’m mad because I can’t even say this is cheating,” Moon grumbled.

     You tapped your tail against his pointed nose, amused at his despair.

     “You’re very lucky you’re cute, tiny terror.”

     “This means I win, right??”

     Moon sighed. “I’ll let it slide just this once. Yes, you win.”

     Delighted at your success, you found yourself not minding at all when Moon plucked you disdainfully from his hat and deposited you on the ground with your friends.

     Moon crouched down in front of the crowd of rats. “Okay, Sun is demanding a turn. Try not to miss me too much while I’m gone.”

     The rats all chatted excitedly. Very few of them had ever even seen Sun before. Everyone knew Moon of course, but not his more cheerful other.

     You bid temporary farewell to Moon, and he took a step back before declaring ‘lights on’.

     Before you knew it, Sun was back, and he was beyond delighted to be greeted with an army of tiny friends to play games with. He won over the good graces of your friends nearly instantly with his endless optimism and promise of more games.

     The day went on, and Sun and Moon taught you and your rat friends all kinds of fun games. A few of your friends came and went, some sticking around for some games and leaving for others. You stayed the whole day, only leaving briefly to charge before hurrying right back. You knew you’d eventually have to return to your tasks, but for now you were free to play games with all your friends and have fun.

     You found yourself marveling at how wonderful your life had become. Not that it was even bad before, you do still enjoy your tasks! You just never knew how absolutely wonderful it was to be surrounded by all of your friends, everyone safe and happy and having fun together. Despite the stress of last night, everything really had turned out alright, and it seemed to you that this outcome was more than worth it.

     You pulled yourself from your happy musings. Another game was about to begin, and you weren’t about to miss it for the world.

#i SLEEP goodbye i love yall good night!!!!! #fnaf sb #fnaf sb fanfic #eyndr tells a story #i think i smell a rat #fnaf au i think i smell a rat #fnaf y/n #fnaf dca #daycare attendant #sundrop #moondrop

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Across The World C1 - The Beginning

Summary:

The gods of this world are ancient, most of them forgotten, or nearly so. Nomen has been taught not to make deals with any old gods, should they be unlucky enough to come across one. However, when their little brother Maribus stumbles into mortal peril, they find they have no real choice but to accept the trials of one such god in order to save him.

This is an original story written by yours truly! I started writing this back at the very start of 2021 when I had a particularly wild and extremely vivid dream. This story is heavily based on said dream! This dream is also why I strongly distrust bunny mascots / anthro rabbits lmao but anyhoo, I think i've improved as a writer since this so the quality may or may not be quite on par with my other stories. I also had some help from my cool aunt Kerry with editing this, so if there's anything amiss here we can totally blame her lmao

That all being said, I do still like this story, and I hope you will too!! Enjoy <3

Things To Know:

major character death (its okay though, they live lol)

blood and violence

happy ending

protag (Noman) is nonbinary and referred to with they / them pronouns

first person POV

8 chapters in total, about 13,000 words in total. So roughly 1600 words a chapter. Lil bite sized chappys!

No swear words used, somehow

(lmk if i should add anything, i can't think of anything else)

Ao3 link here

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

C1 - The Beginning

     Perched precariously at the end of the world, my home was a very cold place to those who don't live there. It featured a steep staircase that spiraled down beside the face of a jagged cliff to an endless expanse of ice. To me any my neighbors, it was warm, made so by the people who lived there. We were always celebrating or giving a lending hand when needed. We learned long ago the need to keep each other warm.

     My brother was like our home; cold on the outside, but kind within. Maribus was achingly shy, never speaking unless spoken to and always keeping a wide distance from the people around him. But beneath his cold exterior was an eager mind and a gentle heart, especially with our mother, who had a way of melting his anxieties.

     Today was no exception as we happily sat with her at the front of the crowd, watching the parade. It was a celebration, of course. Every sturdy storefront had been painted a rainbow of colors. Flags and streamers fluttered everywhere and marvelous floats moved through the streets while performers ran into the crowds with bags of candy and small toys for everyone to share. Everyone was bundled up in colorful scarves and blankets, sipping big mugs of hot cocoa to keep warm.

     A flock of well-trained birds swooped into the crowd, their feathers a deep dazzling blue. My brother grabbed my arm, pointing excitedly at the birds. "Look Nomen! Those are dirodopafowel! They're very rare. Aren't they cool??"

     They were certainly very cool looking, even if I'd immediately forgotten their name. I snapped a picture with my camera just as Maribus leaned into the frame, making a silly face. I laughed and moved to show my brother the picture, but his attention was already elsewhere because at that moment, the star of the parade was making his way down the street on a float shaped like pillars of ice. It glittered in the setting sun, constellation patterns etched in lights along the sides.

     “It’s him!! I can’t believe it’s really him!!” Maribus yelled excitedly.

     “Easy, love,” Our mother smiled and patted his shoulder.

     I studied the man. He was the reason for this whole parade. I'd been told he had crafted a suit that allowed him to survive on the ice. He was here to explore the unknown, to chart past the edge of the world. As the float moved past us, I got a great look at what I realized was one of the most awkward men I'd ever seen in my life. This was the person that would transcend the limits of all people?

     "Make sure you take his picture, okay?" Maribus commanded.

     I tried to be more enthusiastic as my brother jumped up and down and waved at his hero. The man looked uncomfortable as he nodded and waved back, then stared straight ahead as though he'd rather be anywhere else.

     The float stopped in front of town hall. This was the building everyone had to go through to get to the ice. The man looked relieved as he climbed off the float and greeted our mayor, a tall, confidant woman. She turned to the crowd and gave a short speech, something about history being made, but I'd already zoned out. The adventurer smiled briefly before heading inside the building to suit up. We cheered, though I wasn't sure why since we wouldn't be able to see him actually step out onto the ice.

     My brother, with a huge grin and pleading eyes, turned to me and asked, "You got the picture, right??"

     Ah, shoot. Like our mother always said, I'm great to trust with secrets because I can't ever remember anything anyone says to me. While others saw this forgetfulness as the bane of my existence, I liked to see it as a good thing. I had cultivated a boldness, as though my poor memory was part of the plan all along. So technically, I did forget to take a picture of the adventurer for my brother, however, I had a better idea.

     "Not yet my man, because you're getting a picture with him."

     And sure, while my brother looked terrified of having a human interaction, I knew in the long run he would thank me. See what I mean? A good thing after all. I grabbed his hand and we snuck behind town hall, climbing through a not-so-secret hole in the otherwise solid barrier. For a moment, we clung to the wall and each other at the dizzying sight of a white sky and a steep drop into a foggy abyss below. We took a deep, cold breath and followed the long, winding staircase. Down, down, down, away from the sky, then through the thick fog until, with a thud, our feet landed on a heated pier.

   The fog was still thick as we walked the length of the pier and only thinned once we made it to the gate at the end of things. At least that's what it felt like as we stood and stared, our breath puffing into the air. We were at the end of the world. Neither of us had ever been this close to the ice that had defined our entire lives in this small town. The ice almost seemed to have its own language as it crackled and shifted, the sound of it made large and deep as it echoed unimpeded for great lengths. The expanse of ice was so large and infinite, it was like looking at a desert or an ocean. To my brain, it was impossible and beautiful. It was also cold as all f-

     “Excuse me, I need to get by.”

    We spun around, jumping at the voice of the very man we were waiting on. I admit, the suit was pretty impressive and complicated up close, intimidating even.

     "Brother. I mean... sorry, my brother, Maribus, would like to get a picture with you. He's a big admirer of yours, would you mind? We'll be quick."

     “Fine, fine, but hurry." The man spoke impatiently. "I need to be out there before it turns dark.”

     I looked down at my brother, who stood speechless and unmoving. He couldn’t take his eyes off the suit. I gently pushed him toward the man. "Go on, it'll be alright."

     My poor brother looked liked the chill had gotten to him. He stared at me numbly.

     “He’s just shy and such a huge fan,” I explained as I focused the camera on the two of them. “He wants to explore just like you, when he gets older.”

     “Is that right?” The man looked down at him, not unkindly. I capture my brother staring open-mouthed at the adventurer as he said, “Perhaps we'll meet again... on the other side.”

     Then he moved passed us, pushing the gate open and climbing down the ladder, landing with a clunky jump to the crackling ice. He held up a hand in farewell, then turned and disappeared into the fog that was quickly rolling back in. It was much thicker than before, and I worried we wouldn't be able to see the steps leading us back to civilization.

     I took my brother's hand. "Come on, let's get out of here before mom realizes something's up."

     My brother jerked his hand away and covered his face. "Why couldn't I talk to him? What's wrong with me??"

     "Aw, Mar…" I had never seen him this mortified or angry with himself. It felt like my heart was cracking the way the ice was.

     “Hey.” I pulled his hands away from his face and squeezed them in mine. “Nothing is wrong with you, got that? You were just nervous. It's a really big deal meeting someone you look up to. Anyway would feel that way.”

     We climbed the staircase in silence. These were the times I wished I could be as soothing as our mother. I never knew the right things to say or do to ease the coldness that could sometimes grip Maribus so tight that he closed himself off until no one could reach him.

     When we got home, he ran to our shared room and slammed the door. My mother glanced over, a question in her eyes, but I shook my head. It wasn't until later that night when I was helping her with the chores that we talked.

     “Your brother hardly touched his dinner. I even made his favorite soup.”

     I sighed. “Well... we sort of snuck over the wall behind town hall to take a picture with the explorer on the pier.”

     “WHAT?!” Mother nearly knocked over the mop bucket.

      I strategically moved out of her reach. “We made it back didn't we? It’s fine. But he got tongue-tied as usual and is super embarrassed and maybe feels like he messed up his one chance to talk with his hero.”

     “Never again. Do you understand me Nomen??" Mother's voice was low and hard. "Never again do you go out there. Especially not with your little brother.”

     I tried for nonchalance, even though inside I was shaken by how angry she sounded. “Okay, okay, never again.”

     When I finally turned in for the night, my brother was already in his bed with the covers pulled over his head. I hoped he was sleeping and not reliving his lost chance. I climbed as quietly as I could into my own bed and, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep.

     My dreams were troubling. My brother was curled up, frozen on the ice and I couldn't reach him no matter how desperately I tried. A full moon hung over him and when I focused on it, I realized it wasn't actually a moon at all, but an eye staring back at me. I stumbled backwards when the eye spoke. “Go to the pier if you wish to save him.”

     As the eye closed, my world went dark.

     My own eyes flew open as I sat up in bed, panicked and sweaty. The dream felt so real, and I shivered when I noticed how quiet the house was. A sheet had tangled around my legs and I kicked at it as I stumbled from my bed, crossing the room to where my brother was sleeping. I just needed to see for myself that he was okay. With a shaky hand I drew his blanket down to find only his pillow.

     My brother was gone.

#istg if tumblr eats the readmore i will cry. i know for a fact its there i see it with me eyeballs rn #if you see this and theres no readmore please inform me i swear im not being annoying on purpose #original story #eyndr tells a story #across the world #fictional death #fictional violence

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Chapter 18, the ending :D surprise, yall get it early :) <3

You can also read this fic here on Tumblr if you prefer!

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In Summary: Reader is a forever exhausted young adult who has social difficulties doing their best to pay the bills, so when they get hired at the well-paying, almost entirely automated Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizza-Plex, they don't really hesitate to think things through before stumbling headfirst into a horror mystery surrounding this company and its crew of quirky (and surprisingly kind) animatronics.

This story includes and is not limited to: horror, fluffy stuff, friends to lovers, a lil bit of mystery, silly stuff, themes of FIGHTING THE MAN, moving on from a past you'd rather forget, paranoia, much swearing, an energy drink addiction, making friends with quirky robots, and even cowboy shenanigans! That's right folks this fic has it all lol

#the stranger the better #fnaf sb fic #fnaf sb #security breach #fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf y/n #fnaf yn #eyndr tells a story #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #daycare attendant x reader #fnaf dca #fnaf au #fnaf au the stranger the better #security breach fanfic #fnaf fanfic #fnaf sb fanfic

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From Dirt We Come, To Dirt We Return

This is an original short story written by yours truly about a pet sitter who agrees to watch a very dirty dog. Elavo struggles both with their mortality as well as keeping their house clean.

Horror themes if you squint, a little bit of body horror, pondering of death and mortality. This one is really short, about a 5-10 min read

     The client is very dirty when Elavo welcomes them and their dog into their home, but Elavo has seen worse. They need the money, and the meet and greet goes alright, so they accept the job. The client seems strange, asks a lot of strange questions, but they seem eager to hire Elavo, who answers the questions honestly, and quickly befriends the dog, an entirely brown golden retriever sized mutt. Elavo has recently turned to pet sitting, a low-stakes safe job, as they had an unfortunate accident at their last job, an accident that almost cost them their life. Elavo has been playing it safe ever since.

     The job starts out fine and normal. A few days in, Elavo gets a call from their friend, asking if they want to hang out for a few hours at an amusement park. Elavo thinks of a hundred ways the day could go wrong, a hundred different ways they could die, falling out of a roller coaster, the cart flying off the tracks, Elavo tripping and falling onto the tracks of a coaster… they decline. Their friend tries to convince them, to remind Elavo of how much they love roller coasters, but Elavo insists. They want to stay inside, where its safe.

     Elavo's house seems to get dirtier and dirtier by the day. The dog isn't much hassle, but seems to somehow be tracking in an incredible amount of dirt. Elavo checks their fenced in backyard for holes, but there are none. They decide to supervise the dog closely after they've cleaned up a little.

     They start with the bathroom. They scrub every inch of it. They think about their mortality. They scrub harder, pushing the thoughts aside. Finally, it is clean. They close the door and realize they’ve gotten quite a lot of dirt on them in the process. They resolve to take a shower later, and keep cleaning. They manage to clean half the house in a few hours. They notice the hall seems a bit smaller now, but it must just be their imagination. As they step back to take in their work, the dog comes trotting along, tracking a visible path of dirt along behind it across the newly cleaned floor.

     Alright, Elavo decides. The dog must have a bath. They lure the dog into the yet cleaned bathroom with treats and get to work. The dog does not want a bath. The dog nearly turns violent, but Elavo has had experience with unruly dogs in the past. Never before have they encountered an animal so opposed to baths, however. They do their best to clean the dog quickly. They pause, however, when they realize the dog is much smaller than before, now just barely the size of a terrier. The tub and Elavo are both caked in dirt. They must have washed off pounds of dirt, but still the dog is dirty.

     Using Elavo’s surprise, the dog escapes and darts out of the bathroom. Elavo scowls at the tub and leaves it for now. They pursue the dog.

     The dog has somehow tracked what has become mud all over the place. The entire hall has been dirtied once again, from the walls to the doors to the floor, even the ceiling somehow has dirt on it. Elavo is grateful they at least closed all the doors, so the dog cant dirty all the rooms. Elavo manages to wrestle the dog into a towel, drying the dog off, though the towel is entirely brown with dirt when they’re done. The dog is dry, but still so dirty.

     Elavo cleans the tub and the bathroom. They clean every room in the house that has a door to close off from the dog. The dog is definitely smaller now. Elavo is baffled, and too worried to try bathing the dog again. Instead, they take a break from cleaning and go to take a shower in the first bathroom. They text the client about the dog, but the client hasn’t been responding to any messages this whole time.

     They enter the bathroom to see, somehow, incredulously, even though the door has been shut since they cleaned the room, the room is dirty again. Not as dirty as before, but its as if the dirt had crept in under the gap at the bottom of the door and spread from there across the floor and slowly up the baseboards.

     Elavo is filthy. Almost as filthy as the dog. They clean the room again, then step into the shower. They start to scrub away the dirt, reaching up and angling the shower head to pour directly over them. They scrub and scrub and scrub. They just cant seem to get all the dirt off.

     Elavo reaches up to angle the shower head away… to find they can no longer reach it. They wipe the water from their face to see that either the shower and the bathroom are suddenly much bigger, or they have shrunk in size. Panicked, Elavo turns off the water. They step out into the bathroom, noticing it is once again dirty. There is dirt in the tub. Elavo dries off. They dirty another towel. They are still covered in dirt.

     Elavo gets dressed and checks the rooms they cleaned. All dirty. Somehow, impossibly, everything is dirty. Not only that… everything is becoming dirt. As Elavo washes away layers of dirt, they are washing away the thing itself. Elavo doesn’t know what to do. They try to go to bed. Maybe once they’re rested they can figure this out. They must just be tired, imagining things.

     Elavo can’t sleep. Their sheets are dirty. The pillow, the walls, the floor, Elavo themself, everything is so dirty. Elavo moves their thumb over their arm, scraping away layer after layer of dirt, hoping to find their skin somewhere underneath. They dig a sizable hole, somehow never finding skin.

     Elavo tears out of bed. They pull on dirty clothes. They leave the room, and they find the dog in the hall. The dog is sitting there waiting for them. The dog is sitting on a pile of dirt. Elavo stares as the dirt shifts below the dog. The pile is slowly getting bigger.

     It’s the dog. Somehow, the dog is doing this. The dog is the source of the dirt.

     The dog speaks.

     “From dirt we come, to dirt we return.”

     Elavo, at this point, is not surprised at the dog’s apparent capacity for human speech. They’re pretty sure they’re not looking at a dog, at this point.

     “You’re right. And I guess that’s not something I can control.” Elavo looks at the house around them, at themself, the world beyond, all out of their control. They’re having trouble speaking. Their throat is so dry, their mouth a desert. They can taste dirt. They know the dirt is inside them now. They speak regardless. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to roll over and let this happen to me.”

     Stunned by the horrible pun, the dog is taken by surprise as Elavo tackles them, managing to lift them. Elavo carries the dog to the bathroom. The dog fights, biting and scratching, but all the dog is able to tear at is dirt. Elavo turns on the water. They scrub, and scrub, and scrub. It is a battle to see who will outlast the other. They are both shrinking, both crumbling away down the drain.

     Finally, Elavo manages to gain the upper hand. They scrub away the rest of the dog. There, in the mud at the bottom of the tub, the only thing that’s left, is a small brown stone shaped like a dog’s head. Elavo picks it up, and cleans it off. It seems so harmless now. They stand up, dizzy at their new (old?) height. They scrape a layer of dirt off their arm, and find skin underneath.

     Elavo takes the longest shower of their life. Then, they clean their house once more. Things stay clean this time. Elavo pockets the rock and tries to text the client once more.

     ‘I don’t quite know how to tell you this. But you don’t have a dog anymore.’

     Elavo explains in detail what happened, takes pictures of the stone, and hopes the client believes them. They wonder how much trouble they’re in, because they certainly wouldn’t believe them if they were the client.

     The client arrives at the end of the day. They smile when they see Elavo. Elavo begins to explain, but the client says they received the messages. Elavo tries to hand over the stone. The client says that since Elavo vanquished this demon, they can keep the token. The client pays Elavo, and tips them generously, doubling what they’d originally agreed upon. The client thanks them, then leaves.

     Elavo is dumbfounded and confused, but they feel, inexplicably, better. A lesson has been learned. Their mortality is certain, but there are other things that are not. How they live their finite life is up to them entirely. Elavo does not want to spend it afraid. They text their friend, asking if they still want to go to that amusement park. Elavo gets a speedy and enthusiastic reply, and they make plans to meet tomorrow. Elavo sets their strange new stone on the living room mantle. They unwind and have a well deserved, relaxing evening.

     It isn't until late that night, when Elavo is emptying out their pockets to deposit their clothes in the hamper, that they realize their pocket, the one that they’d carried the stone in, is full of dirt.

#horror #short story #origional work #pet sitting #body horror #dirty dog #from dirt we come to dirt we return #eyndr tells a story

[eyndr]

Chapper 13 is out :) its a good one :)))

New chapters go up every Tuesday at noon US Eastern time! You can read the next chapter a week in advance (and see / read a bunch of other cool stuff) over on my patreon or you can now buy me a ko-fi :^)

You can also read this fic here on Tumblr if you prefer! And see a bunch of doodles and ramblings about it and other stuff over on my writing blog @eyndr-stories

In Summary: Reader is a forever exhausted young adult who has social difficulties doing their best to pay the bills, so when they get hired at the well-paying, almost entirely automated Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizza-Plex, they don't really hesitate to think things through before stumbling headfirst into a horror mystery surrounding this company and its crew of quirky (and surprisingly kind) animatronics.

This story includes and is not limited to: horror, fluffy stuff, friends to lovers, a lil bit of mystery, silly stuff, themes of FIGHTING THE MAN, moving on from a past you'd rather forget, paranoia, much swearing, an energy drink addiction, making friends with quirky robots, and even cowboy shenanigans! That's right folks this fic has it all lol

#the stranger the better #fnaf sb fic #fnaf sb #security breach #fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf y/n #fnaf yn #eyndr talks #eyndr tells a story

[eyndr-stories]

Across The World C8 - The End

Summary:

The gods of this world are ancient, most of them forgotten, or nearly so. Nomen has been taught not to make deals with any old gods, should they be unlucky enough to come across one. However, when their little brother Maribus stumbles into mortal peril, they find they have no real choice but to accept the trials of one such god in order to save him.

This is an original story written by yours truly! I started writing this back at the very start of 2021 when I had a particularly wild and extremely vivid dream. This story is heavily based on said dream! This dream is also why I strongly distrust bunny mascots / anthro rabbits lmao but anyhoo, I think i've improved as a writer since this so the quality may or may not be quite on par with my other stories. I also had some help from my cool aunt Kerry with editing this, so if there's anything amiss here we can totally blame her lmao

That all being said, I do still like this story, and I hope you will too!! Enjoy <3

Things To Know:

major character death (its okay though, they live lol)

blood and violence

happy ending

protag (Noman) is nonbinary and referred to with they / them pronouns

first person POV

8 chapters in total, about 13,000 words in total. So roughly 1600 words a chapter. Lil bite sized chappys!

No swear words used, somehow

(lmk if i should add anything, i can't think of anything else)

Ao3 link here

Chapter 1 here

Chapter 7 | Chapter 8

C8 - The End

     All at once, I was back in my home town. I was actually here, and there was color and warmth as well as the cold, and I could feel my hands again, and they were holding my camera. The parade was going by. I felt like I'd just woken up from a dream.

     I turned to see my brother sitting next to me, smiling wide at the birds as they swooped down in formation. He’s here, and he’s alive.

     My second chance. I’d earned it, I’d beaten the trial. This time, I would not let my brother go.

     The adventurer came by on their float, awkwardly acknowledging the crowd. I lifted my camera and took a picture.

     The adventurer descended the float and donned their suit. My mother told me to look after my brother. I promised her I would.

     “Hey.” I put a hand on my brother’s shoulder.

     He stopped pouting for a moment to look at me, sensing my serious tone.

     Before I said anything else, I wrapped him in a tight hug.

     “What’s this about?? Unhand me, fiend!” He squirmed out of my hug and gave me a weird look.

     “Nothing.” I smiled at him. “Do you wanna see the adventurer?”

     My brother’s face lit up. “Yeah!”

     My heart leapt at the sight, and I had to hold myself back from hugging him again. “Follow me. I'll take your picture with him.”

     Maribus looked less thrilled to realize he'd be having a human interaction, but he let me lead him over the wall and down the wood stairs anyways. We waited at the end of the pier. I stared out at the ocean of ice, half expecting to see a single giant eye staring back at me from the fog.

     “Hey, Maribus. I want you to know something,” I said seriously, facing my brother.

     “What?” My brother looked at me curiously.

     “It’s okay to be afraid. Fear is what helps us stay safe, pushes us to do what we need to in order to survive. But too much of it… and you’ll end up with nothing but regret. It’s a balance, and a very important one at that. Whenever you feel scared, just remember what's important.”

     “Okay.” My brother thought about that for a moment. “Why are you telling me this?”

     “Its just an important lesson to keep in mind. Regret can be… detrimental at times,” I said.

     My brother hummed thoughtfully. We stood together in silence as the adventurer came down the stairs, pausing at the other end of the pier.

     “Hello, my brother wanted to talk to you and maybe get a picture before you leave,” I said. I gave my brother’s shoulder a gentle pat.

     The adventurer walked forwards and stood before us. He looked down at my brother. “Oh, is that so?”

     My brother looked nervous. He was quiet for a long moment, then spoke. “I just wanted to say… I’m going to be an adventurer like you some day! You inspire me to learn about the world, and I know you don’t know me, but you’re very important to me, and I wanted to give you this.”

     I was slightly dumbfounded by how well my brother had articulated his feelings. He pullout out of his pocket a very carefully folded bird. The paper was dark colored, and I actually recognized it as one of the birds from the parade, with the name i’d instantly forgotten.

     “Oh, a dirodopafowel!” The adventurer carefully accepted the paper bird with a gloved hand. “I am honored both by your gift and your words. I’ll keep this safe.” He unzipped a pocket on the suit’s arm and slipped the paper bird inside. “I have to leave now. But when I come back, I’d love to tell you and everyone else about what I’ve discovered out there, beyond the ice.”

     My brother beamed. “I’d love that too!”

     My brother and I wished the adventurer good luck, and he stepped out onto the ice. He gave us a wave, then turned and marched into the unknown.

     I smiled at my brother. “I’m really proud of you. You’ll make a fine adventurer one day, I just know it.”

     My brother smiled at me. “I know!” He turned and started walking back down the pier. “Lets go eat dinner!”

     I let out a relieved sigh, and let go of the tension I’d been holding. I glanced back out at the ice. The adventurer was now just a hazy shape far in the distance. My gaze traveled skyward, where a full moon hung high in the sky.

     I was about to turn and follow my brother, but then I remembered the full moon wasn’t for another week. I stared up at the moon.

     The moon stared back. It blinked at me, then vanished into the night sky.

     “Are you coming?” my brother called.

     “Yeah.” I turned back towards my brother.

     Together, we headed home.

#thanks so much for reading <3 #dont worry ive got more fnaf fics in the works lol #ive also got more og stories i want to fix up and post #all of wildly different tones lmao #original story #eyndr tells a story #across the world #fictional death #fictional violence