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katsukinq · 8 months

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Here’s a draft of my most recent story that I’ve been working on titled: Dangerously Yours! I’m excited to post this and see what people think of it! This isn’t the final version of the chapter, but I wanted to post this draft anyway. I hope you guys enjoy reading this first chapter!

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You always enjoyed taking things apart and putting them back together from a young age. This is how you landed your dream job as a mechanic for the all-famous Fazbear’s Inc. You worked in one of their few facilities, building and fixing parts for animatronics. You and your co-workers specifically produced spare parts for the animatronics, they were then shipped off to Freddy Fazbears Mega Pizzaplex. You couldn’t even begin to count how many staff bot parts you’ve made for the place, how do they keep breaking? You decided to ignore the large claw marks on the destroyed staff bots that were sent back for salvaging.

You take pride in your job, seeing as you were paid generously. But most importantly, you took pride in being able to play your part in creating actual artificial beings. You just wish you were able to meet them. It was hard not to get absorbed into your work which is why you didn’t notice your boss calling your name until you felt a light tapping on your shoulder, jerking you from your trance. You looked up from the white chica arm you were currently working on and smiled sheepishly at the culprit.

“Sorry… I didn’t see you there,” You say quietly with an awkward laugh.

“It's fine, I just need to talk to you in my office real quick,” Your boss waved it off, giving you a smile.

She then turned around and motioned for you to follow. You stand up nervously and fall in step behind her. Was something wrong? Did you do something wrong? Your palms became sweaty at the thought of being fired as you inch closer to the office door. Once inside, your boss sits down on her sleek black office chair, gesturing for you to sit in the seat across from her. You sat down quietly, fidgeting with your hands.

“Alright..” She begins, reaching into one of her desk drawers and pulling out a beige file, piquing your interest.

“I called you in here because I have a job offer that I believe suits your expertise,” She says matter-of-factly, handing you the file.

Oh so you weren’t being fired, you exhaled. You let out a quiet thanks before opening the file and examining its contents. The papers inside contained multiple blueprints, you recognize, of the Pizzaplex’s daycare attendant. From what you know, this particular animatronic has been around for a couple years now. You’ve even had the privilege of making a few parts for it. You look up at your boss curiously, closing the file and letting it rest on your lap.

“Are you wanting me to make more parts for the daycare attendant?” You questioned, thinking maybe this was her weird way of asking.

Your boss shook her head. “No, this is something more complicated. Fazbear’s Inc. requested our facility to send one of our most experienced workers to decommission the daycare attendant.”

“Decommission? Is something wrong with it?” You ask, completely overlooking the indirect compliment.

“It's not that there's anything wrong, per se. Fazbear Inc. is just planning on closing down the Superstar Daycare for major sanitation reasons. At least that's what they disclosed to me. They’re going to be replacing the area with some brand-spankin’ new attraction related to the Glamrocks. Kids rather visit the main four, ya’ know?” She explains, shrugging her shoulders.

“Pardon me for speaking out, but that artificial robot must’ve cost a ton of money in the making. I’m finding it hard to believe Fazbear’s Inc. would just decommission the thing rather than repurpose it.” You say in disbelief.

The situation feels unrealistic to you. Who would just throw away an artificial intelligent robot, simply because it doesn’t have a certain area in the plex anymore? Your boss leans forward on her desk, hands intertwined and resting under her chin.

“Now I'm just going off of what I've heard, this might just be a rumor,” She says in a whisper-like voice, glancing down at the file.

“I’ve been told that an employee over at the Mega Pizza Plex had witnessed the Daycare attendant starting to act out of character, specifically around nap time or lights out. It’s been told the robot has taken on a more violent personality in the dark. The employee said it was a glitch in their system, but it hasn’t been confirmed.”

“Oh… Well, this project shouldn't take more than a week,” you say, standing up with the file in hand.

That's too bad, you never got to meet the bot. Maybe you would have even taken a crack at the supposed glitch in its system.

Your boss stops you by holding up her hand. “Here's the catch, this is going to be more of a long-term project for you,” She says, making you tilt your head in question.

“Recently the daycare attendant’s handler quit, meaning they have no one to watch over it and its maintenance,” She pauses, “seeing as you're going to be decommissioning it anyway, Fazbear Inc. thought it would be a good idea to send you there early to take place as its handler.” You nod, soaking in the information.

You could easily fix the bot up, sure, but a handler? Babysitting the babysitter?

“As its handler, you’ll be essentially watching over the daycare attendant and helping it do its job watching over the kids in the daycare.” You freeze at this. Kids weren’t exactly your forte. Before you can mention this, she begins speaking again.

“I know watching over children isn’t what you signed up for, which is why Fazbear Inc. is offering to pay you double what the usual handler makes. In addition, you’ll still be earning money for decommissioning the daycare attendant at the end.” That would give you enough money to look for a better apartment, you ponder, maybe even buy a house.

“The daycare closes two to three months from now. All we need is your approval and we’ll have you starting as early as Monday. If you don’t accept, we’ll pass this offer on to one of your co-workers.” She states, sliding a contract toward you. You sat there in silence for a moment.

“I’ll do it,” You say, making her crack a smile.

True you weren’t the best with kids, but the pay was so good that you’d be insane to pass on the offer. It's not like you’ll be there for too long anyway. You grab the pen resting on the contract and sign your name in the designated area.

“Alrighty, I’ll send Fazbear Inc. the news. You should receive your new uniform in the mail.” She smiles.

“So–I uh, start this Monday?” You question.

“Yep, Monday! You’ll receive an email full of instructions. Oh, and don’t worry about your workstation, we’ll have your co-workers finish up your incomplete projects for you,” Your boss says, standing up and walking over to the door.

You give your thanks and quietly make your exit, feeling as if you signed your life away to monstrous children.

—

That upcoming Monday, the nerves were eating at you. It felt as if it were your first day of school again. You slipped on your uniform that consisted of a white button-up shirt, and a black tie–which you choose to set aside–paired with black slacks. You picked up your Freddy Fazbear themed duffel bag that was packed with your lunch, water bottle, and essentials.

Feeling as if everything was in place, you refilled your cat's bowl and gave him a last pet goodbye. You shakingly grabbed your keys and made your way to your new, but temporary, job.

—

When you arrived at the already packed parking lot, you quickly located the employee parking area. Even though the Plex wouldn’t open until about an hour from now, people eagerly lined up at the entrance, hoping to get a headstart before the crowd. You spotted a colorful-looking sign in front of one of the few spots and what looked like it was written in bright red marker were the words, “Superstar Daycare Employee Parking!” You internally cringed at the childishness of it, but parked your car there anyway.

Once you walked in through the employee entrance, you quickly found yourself thrown into a world of blinding neon lights. Your nose was infiltrated with the smell of greasy pizza and the food court wasn’t even close! You pulled out the map that was mailed to you along with your uniform and groaned at the sight of complicated paths intertwining across the paper.

Eventually, you located the daycare area and you scanned your ID to lift the huge garage-like door that separated you from the Superstar Daycare. Immediately you were met with the sight of two large golden statues. It displayed two lanky figures, one having a face full of rays and the other a simple nightcap. You recognized the two robots from the blueprints that were now tucked into your duffel bag. A smile crept onto your face at the sight of the cool designs and you wondered if they looked like their statues. Except not slathered in gold.

You examined the slide entrance, your inner child tempting you to slide down it face-first. That was until you looked beyond it and saw it would lead you into a germ-infested ball pit. Your nose scrunched up in disgust and you turned toward the nearby staircase to make your descent. You soon spotted a set of huge wooden doors with an employee scanner right next to it.

When you got through the huge doors, your eyes roamed around the huge area. There were big colorful playsets for children to crawl through, maybe even get lost in. In one of the corners was a craft area with tons of drawings plastered to the walls. In the opposite corner, a huge tent decorated with stars occupied the area. In front of its entrance though, were stacked tables and toy bins, blocking the area off. You shrugged and looked on. Other than the ball pit, the place looked fairly clean for a daycare. The place must have a good clean-up crew. You eyed the balcony for a second, but you assumed it didn’t lead anywhere. You looked to the left of the entrance and found the security desk that awaited you.

This would’ve been easier to find twenty minutes ago if you had a guide, but no. They gave you a confusing map and a slap on the back. You sat your duffel bag under the desk and situated yourself onto the desk chair. Propping your face up with your hand, you pondered over what was supposed to happen next. You looked at the clock on the computer and sighed. The daycare didn’t open for a good half-hour.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when the shout of laughter rang throughout the daycare. Your eyes instantly landed on the balcony hanging high above the ballpit and you spotted a familiar tall lanky robot emerge from behind the red curtains. It resembled the golden statue with rays from the entrance, you realize. It bent its knees and its hands came together in a diving position.

And then it jumped.

Into the ball pit.

You jumped from your seat and rushed towards the ballpit. Were you gonna have to repair the thing already on your first day? Did the Plex even keep a spare tool kit in the Daycare? Stopping at the edge, you peered over at the mass amount of colorful plastic balls, looking for any signs of the yellow animatronic.

Your search was cut short when all of a sudden it popped up directly in your face, just mere inches from touching your skin, greeting you with a loud ‘hello.’

You immediately stumbled backward, your foot tripping over a stray toy making you fall onto your ass. All too soon, the robot was kneeling down beside you, sputtering out apologies here and there. You sat up with a groan, rubbing your now sore butt. You looked up and locked eyes with the white-eyed robot, finally starting to register what it was spurring on about.

“I didn’t mean to scare you, no! Never!” It let out, fumbling his hands.

“It's… It’s alright, I just didn’t expect you to pop out of nowhere, let alone jump off a balcony.” You say, standing up whilst emitting an awkward laugh. You dusted off your pants, having a hard time meeting the bot's intense gaze.

“It's nice to meet you daycare attendant, I’m going to be your new handler from now on.” You give your name, holding out a hand to it.

It simply stared at your extended gesture, tilting its head to the side. It then shot up to its full height and holy shit it was tall. If you had to guess, you’d say it stood at a good Seven feet. The bot disregarded your hand, beginning to talk again with its chipper tone.

“Oh silly thing, my name is not ‘Daycare attendant!’” it laughs, making you fluster in embarrassment. “I’m Sun, but the children tend to call me all sorts of nicknames! There’s Sun, Sundrop, Sunray, Sunny, and so much more!” Its rays spun enthusiastically.

You were starting to catch on to the theme it had going on. The documents you were given always referred to the robot strictly as the daycare attendant. If only they would’ve told you its name beforehand to save you from your current humiliation.

“Sorry about that Sun,” You awkwardly rubbed the back of your neck.

“All is forgiven! Now, I’m required to teach you the basics of the daycare, Shall we begin?”

“That would be great,” You smile.

So far your first impression of the robot is outstanding, It speaks so human-like and it seems to have adapted its own personality! You couldn’t find a single thing wrong with it, which nagged at you further.

The next ten minutes consisted of you both running through the list of rules enforced in the daycare. Sun mainly emphasized rule number one, keep the lights on unless it’s nap time. This made your mind wander back to what your boss had told you before you accepted this position. What if the rumors were true?

Apart from the rules, you were also filled in on how you’d be able to assist the bot with the children. You almost couldn’t keep up with how fast Sun was unpacking everything on you, Fazbear’s Inc. sure made Sun fairly energetic.

—

It was exactly three minutes before the Mega Pizza Plex opened, meaning the oncoming wave of children was rapidly approaching. You could practically taste the disdain in your mouth.

Sun called your name, causing you to turn your head to look at it. “I know it's your first day, and you must be nervous… but! I thought it’d be good for you to check in the children today, instead of you standing to the side and watching me.” It clapped its hands together.

Its words settled in like a punch to the gut. “Sun- erm. We haven’t even gone over how to check in a child.” You reason, your hands gripping at your pants.

Before Sun could respond, a child who looked no older than eight ran through the daycare entrance. Who you assumed to be his dad trailed slowly after him. You looked to Sun anxiously, not sure what to do next.

“I’ll check in the first child so you’ll have an idea of what to do! You're gonna have it down in no time Sunshine!” Sunshine? Where’d that come from? You nod.

The little boy stopped once he was right in front of Sun, looking at the robot with a big toothy grin.

“Hello friend, it’s so good to see you again!” Sun halved It’s height so as to not intimidate the child.

“I want to play! Can I!?” The kid hurriedly let out.

“First you have to check in Sam, you know the deal!” Sun addressed the boy.

The dad finally reached where his son was, taking his wallet out to fetch out his Superstar Daycare ID. Once in his grasp, the man held out the card to Sun which the animatronic simply stared at.

After a few seconds, the bot twitched. “All done! Here's your wristband, friend!” Sun said, putting a sun-themed wristband around the child's wrist.

As soon as Sun’s hands left the kid, Sam let out happy hollers before running straight past Sun, disappearing into one of the many tunnels connecting to the play structures. The man let out a huff of air and put his wallet back in his pocket. He gave you a nod before turning around and exiting, presumably heading off to work. You gave Sun a questioning look, wondering what the hell just happened.

“How’d you check Sam in?” You say, confusion written in your voice.

“Oh, I’m so so sorry dear! I forgot to tell you” Another nickname? It sure is friendly.

“When the parent presented his Superstar Daycare card, I scanned the barcode on it with my internal scanners. This is so I can check if the parent or guardian is in the database. Of course, you’ll be using the handheld scanner. ” Sun said, motioning to a black scanner that was laid on top of the check-in desk.

“You’ll also check to see if the parent/guardian matches what's on the child's profile! If the child is a newcomer, they should have already filled out their information before coming to the Superstar Daycare! You can leave the confused people to me though, sunshine!” Sun finished clasping it’s hands together excitedly.

“What about the wristbands, does that determine anything important?” You look over at Sam who has managed to already crawl his way to the top floor of the play structure.

“Oh, those are very important, yes. Every child that signs into the daycare is required to wear a wristband to ensure they are all accounted for. If a child manages to slip out of the daycare–which has never happened under our watchful gaze, of course–a staff member can spot the wristband and help the child find its way back to the daycare!” The ‘our’ catches your attention, but it might just be a glitch in its voice box.

You bring a finger up to rest beneath your chin. “That's actually a very smart system, I didn’t expect the Plex to think everything to the last detail.” You smile.

“A-actually! It was one of the animatronics that came up with it!” Sun interrupts. The capabilities of AI never cease to amaze you.

Before you could respond, another parent walked in, practically dragging her daughter behind her. The woman was dressed in a fancy business suit, one of her hands holding a phone to her ear—which would explain what she was yelling at. You gave Sun a nervous look. In return, it gave you a thumbs up. How reassuring. Once the woman stopped in front of the desk, you quickly grabbed the handheld scanner.

“H-Hello and welcome to Superstar Daycare” You stammer, causing the woman to raise an eyebrow, “are you here for check-in?”

She excuses herself to the person on the phone, making eye contact with you. “Yes, I’m dropping off my daughter. Let me get my ID.” The woman said, hanging up her phone before digging a hand in her purse to fetch her daycare-themed card.

She soon pulled out her ID and you held up the scanner to it, hearing a beep not long after. You look at the computer and see the child's profile pop up. You glance over the assigned guardian, recognizing the mom in the picture. You then click the green check-in button and it emits a ding sound.

“You're all good to go! Here's your wristband.” You place the paper bracelet around the little girls wrist. “You're free to go.” The child ran in screaming–which Sun thankfully put a stop to soon after. You turned back to the lady to find she had her phone to her ear again and she was already storming out the exit.

Well, that wasn’t so bad, I mean no mess ups right? You give Sun a large smile, which it returns with a brighter one. You then hear an “ahem” from behind you, causing you to turn around.

Before you laid an increasing line of parents holding onto their restless children, ready to be checked in.

Oh god.

—

About an hour or so passed when the check-in line finally cleared up. You felt a sense of pride looking at the now empty line, you did well on your first day. There were no upset parents and you only made minor mistakes, like forgetting to put a wristband on a few children.

You walked behind the security desk, looking at Sun who had children attempting to climb all over its frame like a jungle gym. You could vaguely hear the bot's worried cries when a child almost slipped off. Your hand came up to cover your small chuckle, not wanting to be caught laughing. Sun’s frame twitched, peeking over its shoulder to look back at you with its permanent smile.

It then turned to the children, crouching even lower than usual. You could tell it was whispering to the kids about something with the way the children's faces began to light up with glee. And then they whipped their faces towards you, a young girl stepping forward, leading a few kids in front of the security desk.

“What's up, little one,” You ask casually, trying not to take a glance at Sun who stood a few feet away, suspiciously rocking back and forth, whistling to the daycare tune.

“Please play hide and seek with us! Please, please!” The young girl pleaded, clasping her hands together. The stray kids behind her nodded along, copying her puppy eyes.

“I’m not any good at that game, you wouldn’t want me slowing you guys down.”

“Why, Sunshine! I think you’ll be amazing, the kids and I won’t judge you one bit!” Sun piped in, swaying side to side.

Well, it's not like you could avoid children your entire shift, might as well give them what they want before any of them breaks out into a tantrum.

“Alright, I’ll play a round or two with you guys, but don’t blame me if I’m not any good,” You laugh.

The children loudly shouted out cheers and excited laughs as you stepped out from behind the desk. Sun’s rays spun happily and without touching you, it ushered you to the center of the playmats where the other children waited. You rested a hand on your arm, slowly rubbing it up and down awkwardly as kids continuously stared up at you. Once every child who wanted to play joined the circle, Sun clapped its hands together excitedly.

“Now that everyone's here, we can begin. Who wants to be it?” Sun asked, looking around the group of children. Immediately a little girl shot up her hand, repeatedly volunteering herself.

“Then it's settled, little Rachel here will be our brave seeker!” Sun announced, picking her up in its arms as she laughed. “Does everyone remember the rules when we play hide and seek?” A couple of children nodded, some newcomers shaking their heads.

“It's simple. No fighting over spots, no cheating, you have to stay in the daycare, and you most surely can’t go behind the security desk. But the most important thing is to have fun!” Sun's rays did a spin, you had realized it did that every time it was excited or happy. It was endearing almost.

Sun set Rachel down. “Ok Rachel, are you ready?” She nodded, “great! Close your eyes and count to sixty for me and then we can begin.” Was it weird you could hear the smile in its voice?

Rachel quickly shut her eyes, even putting her hands over her face. “One…Two...” She began, causing kids to quickly scurry about in search of a hiding spot. You gave the daycare a quick look over, your eyes landing on the ball pit. You assume it's deep enough to sink into and the plastic balls would provide good cover, but… yuck. You shook your head grimly at the thought and made your descent into one of the play structures.

You crawled through as fast as you could, it didn’t help that you were a full-grown adult inside a structure made for small children. You passed a few snickering children on the way, but you chose to ignore them, you had a spot to find after all. You could hear Rachel's counting reaching its end and you quickly chose to hide inside one of the plastic tubes with no windows. You let yourself lay down, groaning at what the slouching did to your back. Lucky little beasts, they’re able to fit through these structures easily.

After Rachel had begun counting, Sun had quickly disappeared from your view. You pondered over where it went. Sun’s a abnormally tall robot, so it’ll for sure be one of the first caught. You doubt it could even crawl through the play structures like you had just done.

As you stared up at the plastic tube’s ceiling, your thought process was interrupted by a familiar little girl's giggle. You attempt to sit up and see Rachel standing behind you, a finger pointing straight at your form.

“I found you!” She exclaimed, a few children she had caught were grouped behind her.

You smile. “Good job, I was hoping you’d find me soon.” which was true, you wanted out of the tight play structure. Next time you join a game of hide and seek, you're for sure gonna avoid them.

“Help me find Mr.Sun, please! He’s that last one!” Rachel said, grabbing ahold of your hand. You almost got a rubber burn trying to keep up with her as she dragged you out of the play structure. How come the kids haven’t found it yet? There's no way Sun is last. You checked all the kids that had been found and realized they were all accounted for. Well then.

You and the kids checked all over, behind structures, inside toy chests, and even behind the security desk in case Sun was cheating. You stood around dumbfounded for a minute, disbelief written on your face. That is until you saw movement in the corner of your eye. You turned to the ball pit and saw what looked like a yellow tiny shark fin poking up from beneath the layer of balls. You almost laughed at your stupidity. Of course, something as big as Sun would fit in there. You slapped a hand on your forehead and snickered at Sun’s moving ray which looked like a shark fin in a sea of plastic balls.

“I found you Sun,” You managed to say as you laughed at the absurdity of it all. Sun lifted half its faceplate, revealing only its eyes which stared right at you. OK, now Sun was just being cute. You quickly paused at the thought and shook it off. You extend your hand out to Sun, offering to help it out of the ball pit. Sun’s eyes looked down at your hand and kept on staring. You're sure it could easily get out on its own, but you wanted to be as kind as it’s been to you.

Sun reluctantly shifted a few steps closer to you, slowly reaching its hand out to yours. You swear you can see Sun’s hands shaking as it’s hand connected with yours. You smile almost sadly at it before tugging back. It helped that it supported its own weight and got up without too much struggle.

You don’t ask about the shaking, but you do have a few thoughts about it. Sun was less willing to physically touch you than the children. Was it like that with only adults? Did something happen to make it like that, or is it just programming?

Sun stared down at you, hand fidgeting by its sides. The children rushing toward it were able to snap Sun back to the present and it quickly accepted the children's tackles.

“You all make amazing seekers! You were even able to find me!” Sun happily said, stroking the kid's tiny egos. The sight made you smile and you chose not to ponder over your last few thoughts.

—

It's been a couple hours since your shift had started and already your feet were hurting. Ever since the game of hide and seek, you have been continuously interacting with kids. A part of you wanted to talk with Sun, but it was occupied with handfuls of children. There were a couple children that acted out, but Sun stepped in before you could do anything, which you gave the animatronic a grateful smile for.

Now you sit behind the security desk, allowing your body to relax a bit before you're thrown back into chaos. You groaned as you leaned back in the chair. Hopefully, the next few days won’t be as restless as this one. You noticed the children's movements began to slow down, most gathering around Sun. You leaned forward in your chair, trying to hear what was going on.

“It’s time to settle down now friends, we have to go ahead and get our mats out! Everyone to the cubbies,” Sun ushered, leading the line of groaning children.

You got up to follow behind, hoping to ask Sun what's going on. When the line came to a stop, kids were being handed sleeping mats one at a time by Sun who was grabbing them off their respective shelves. You also noticed a stack of blankets on a lower shelf.

You step around children and approach Sun. “What’s going on? Is this some kind of activity?”

“I suppose you could call sleeping an activity.” Oh, you see where this is going, “It’s naptime sweet thing!” Of course, there's a nap time. It is a daycare after all! How could you forget? You almost laugh at your stupidity, but instead, you grab a handful of blankets to pass out.

“Oh, you don’t have to do that, I-I’m quite exceptional!” Sun nervously jittered. Was it programmed to be this anxious?

“I got this Sun,” you say assuringly, “I want to help out after all.” And with that you turned away from the tall robot, heading over to a group of kids sitting on their mats, ready to receive their blankets.

Once every kid had their mats and blankets, you looked up at the bright beaming lights. How were they supposed to nap if the lights were blaring down on them? You looked around for Sun, wondering where it went off to. As you did though, the lights shut off, sounding off a sound similar to a generator powering down. You blinked a couple times, your vision having a hard time adjusting to the sudden change. As you rubbed your eyes, you heard a deep cackle somewhere above you. Your head shot up towards the ceiling, spotting two red pinpricks in the sky… flying?

It landed gracefully without making a noise and stood in the middle of the children who were eagerly greeting the thing. Was it Sun? Did it always put on some kind of show when the lights went out? You inch closer to the kid's soft murmurs, the animatronics' deep voice can be heard over them. When you were close enough to make out its figure, you realized something. That's not Sun. I mean, the body shape looked the same, yes, but its color scheme was completely new to you, and there weren’t any rays–instead, there was a nightcap littered with stars.

You stepped closer, your foot making a sound as you got closer. This made the animatronic’s head do a full 180, its body still facing the other way. Its red eyes pierced through you, a glare apparent on its face as the robot brought a finger up to its permanent smile. It then pointed behind you, at the security desk. Oh ok. Getting the hint, you swiftly turned around and quietly made your way behind the security desk, still looking over to where the animatronic sat.

It was then that you heard a music box turn on, the song ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ emitting from the bot. Okay now that was cool, how did you overlook that in the blueprints? You feel the lack of sleep pull at you, the music sounding way too relaxing. You slide down in your chair and lean back a bit and—against your own will—close your eyes.

It wasn’t until minutes after the music ceased that your eyes fluttered open. That's right, you're still on the job. You can sleep when you get home. When your eyes fully opened, you noticed you were surrounded by a red glow. Looking at the cause of it, you pause and go to let out a gasp until a cold metal hand clamped over your mouth.

“If you wake even a single child, I’ll make sure you are punished.” The night animatronic growled slowly. You nodded slowly, a little creeped out by the thing. It didn’t sound like Sun, that's for sure.

“Sun..? Is that you,” You ask, feeling awkward about how it wouldn’t stop staring at you.

“While the Sun is away, the Moon gets to play,” It responded rhythmically, its head turning to the side.

“Is that your name? …Moon?” It nodded. You see the celestial theme going on here, it's pretty clever actually.

“So where’d Sun go?” You look around again, just to make sure. It tapped on its head. “Inside.”

It took you a moment of thinking before you got the gist. “You guys share a body?” It gave you a look that said, ‘Oh really?’

“That– that's really cool actually,” You quietly laugh.

“You don’t belong here.” Your laugh comes to a sudden halt, “go away.”

You won’t lie when your heart sinks a bit. Yeah, this thing is definitely not Sun, this guy is rude. “I work here, I can’t exactly drop everything and leave.”

It scoffs at you. “I’ve seen through Sun how unfit for this role you are, you can’t even begin to keep up with Sun.” It jabbed at you. You turn your head away from its gaze. You didn't know how to respond to the insults.

“Go away.” It repeated.

Your stomach grumbled right after, signaling your lack of food. “I guess I should, huh?” You whisper back at the bot.

You weren’t gonna let it hurt your feelings. You stood up with a slight frown and grabbed your duffel bag from underneath the desk.

“I’ll take my lunch for now, but I will be back when Sun is out.” You state, making Moon scowl.

You didn’t wait for a response and headed out the large wooden doors. Once you were seated at one of the many dining tables in the atrium you whipped out your prepared sandwich and bottled water. As you ate, you thought over your day so far. Sun was a really nice robot, and its personality could easily be fooled for a person. You won’t admit it, but the sunshiny daycare attendant was growing on you. Maybe with time, you’d feel the same about Moon.

You shake your head. No, you can’t allow them to grow on you. It’ll just make completing your project harder.

—

You had long since returned to the daycare, having been greeted by an enthusiastic Sun who was happy to see you. Currently, It was now around closing time—thankfully. You didn’t know how much more you could take. When you finally handed off the last child to their respected parent, your shoulders slumped. It felt good knowing there were no more children left to terrorize you. You look to Sun and see it was picking up each and every toy and storing them away in the multiple toy chests. Wanting to help out, you gathered up some toys that were scattered across the floor and walked over to where Sun was dumping its handful of plushies.

“My, shouldn’t you be on your way home?” Sun asks, closing the now full chest.

“Yeah, but I can’t just leave you with all this cleaning, it wouldn’t be right,” you yawned, putting the plushies in a toy bin.

“You're very insistent on helping little ol’ me, aren’t you?” It asks. “I don’t mind, it’s just that earlier handlers of mine would leave me with all the grunt work—unless asked of course.”

“Personally, I don’t think that's right. I’m not trying to shame them or anything, but it’s common courtesy to lend a helping hand, even if it’s not asked of you.”

“Why, you're just a doll!” Sun's rays spin. It crouched in front of you so its faceplate is at level with your face. “But I must say, You look very tired. And- and you’ve been occasionally yawning ever since you’ve gotten back from your break.” It observes.

“I think it’d be best if you went home and got some rest. I’m perfectly capable of cleaning this place top to bottom! I’ve been doing so for forever now.” Sun says, Its hands fumbling.

“Wait wait wait,” you pause, “I thought there was a clean-up crew or something, doesn’t the Pizza Plex have any janitors?”

“That's what the staff bots are for! Of course, they're not able to climb through play structures or head on into the ball pit with those wheels they travel on.” Sun placed a hand under its non-existent chin. So it can fit in the play structures. “That’s where I come in, I was made to be quite flexible in order to give children the best play experience! Naturally, I can get into those nooks and crannies, no biggie. It does give me something to do while the Plex is closed.”

You can’t imagine how long it must take for Sun to clean the entire daycare all by its lonesome, it only made your resolve stronger. You instantly headed towards the storage closet within the daycare, leaving Sun behind you confused. You collected a bottle of disinfectant and a rag. You emerged from the closet, Sun's eyes locking in on you. The lanky robot stood there speechless. What could possibly be going on in that head of yours?

You stopped a few feet away from Sun and gave the robot a determined smile. “How about this, I promise you I'll be able to get a full eight hours of sleep IF you allow me to keep you company.” Sun visibly flinched, It really was surprised with almost everything you did. The animatronic silently nodded, turning around to collect the remainder of the strewn toys.

After a while of scrubbing at smudges and stains, you begin to get annoyed with the daycare theme song. You’d been listening to it non-stop this whole time with the exception of nap time. How Sun can withstand listening to the same song day in and day out is beyond you. Why was it still playing after closing anyway?

“Hey Sun,” you call out, distracting Sun from its endeavor of cleaning up the craft area.

“Yes sunshine?” It replies, its faceplate spinning to the opposite side of its body to face you. Just like Moon, you noted.

“Is there anything else we could listen to rather than the usual daycare music? It’s nice and all, but it gets insufferable after a while.” You ask.

“Sorry to disappoint you sunshine, but the daycare speakers were programmed to only play this one song,” If it could frown, you're sure Sun would right about now.

“Is there a chance that aux or Bluetooth may work?”

Sun perks up at this. “I suppose Bluetooth would work, are you wanting to hook your device up to it?” You nod.

“Fine, but I ask that you don’t play any inappropriate music, it would taint my poor ears.” It said, a hand dramatically coming up to its forehead dramatically.

You snicker at its display. “Wouldn’t dream of it, Sunny.”

You quickly search through available devices to connect to in your settings as you sit next to Sun who peered over your shoulder. Although Sun remained close, it never touched you. If you shift a certain way, Sun would inch back.

Sun then pointed to a random device you could connect to, claiming that was the one. You hear a ding come from the speakers over you, confirming the connection. You stand up and load up one of those YouTube Lives that streams non-stop Lo-fi music. It was something you would listen to if you were busy doing something–like cleaning!

Sun clapped its hands. “This is delightful sunshine! It’s very new.” It said, picking up a clean rag and spray to join you in your scrubbing journey.

Throughout the whole cleaning process, you and Sun exchanged stories, jokes, and whatnot. Sun’s memory capacity was a true treasure, It could date back to when it first booted up! You laugh together and just have a good time honestly. It made you look forward to tomorrow, minus the children.

“You know, you really are a fascinating AI. When I talk to you, I feel like I’m talking to a person,” You smile, pausing your scrubbing.

Sun looked at you, its inner fans kicking up. “Dear, you flatter me!” Sun laughs, fanning its face for extra effect. Seriously, why would Fazbears Inc. want to scrap this robot, It’d be a much better investment to repurpose it!

Sun sat down its rag and took yours from you as well. “That's enough cleaning, the daycare looks spick and span!” It says, throwing the rags into a dirty laundry hamper located inside the storage closet. You helped by putting the sprays back on their respective shelf. You’d hate to leave now, especially with how much fun you were having with Sun.

It spun on its heels to face you. “Let's play a game of hide and seek!” Sun encouraged.

“Again? But we already played that earlier.”

It tuts and shakes its head. “It won’t be the same as last time. Now it’ll be just you and me.” Sun says in a giddy tone.

Well if it meant delaying your departure. “Sure.”

Without a further response, Sun threw its hands over its pale white eyes. It can’t close its eyes after all. It then started counting down from sixty, causing you to frantically start looking for a spot. You looked at the play structure and shuddered. Never again. You race toward the storage closet that was left open. Looking around, you find a spot to hide underneath a shelf. There was enough room so you wouldn’t be squashed and there's less likely to be kid germs. You got onto the floor, quickly sliding your body under the shelf, checking to make sure your full body was hidden.

There’s no way Sun will guess you're in here, the thought makes you crack a smile. That smile quickly fell when you hear the daycare lights turn off, leaving you in pitch-black darkness. The lo-fi music you had put on also ended abruptly, the speaker disconnecting from your phone.

Then came a familiar husky cackle. Why you? Why now? You're sure Moon will reprimand you for staying past closing if it catches you. You shrivel in on yourself as much as the small space would allow.

But then something cold wraps around your ankle, in the shape of a hand. You yelp as you are ruthlessly yanked from your hiding spot. This left you dandling from Moon's hand. The animatronic held you upside down by the leg, it peered down at you with that creepy smile.

“Hi there Moon,” you smile sheepishly.

You almost expect to be dropped on your head, but instead, Moon turns you the right way up and sets you on your feet. Awe. You don’t stare It in the eyes, opting to look down at its funny slippers. You could tell Moon was staring at you though, seeing as your face was covered in the red glow emitting from it’s LED lenses.

“Are you ssscared?” Moon hissed, breaking the silence.

You look up at it, confused. “No, Why would I be?” Sure Moon could be creepy if it wanted to, but you refused to be scared of it. You kinda wanted to get on the robots good side. Moon gave you a disapproving look before looking off to the side, as if avoiding you.

“You should be.” Moon then backs away from you until it stands outside the storage closet. You could make out something lowering down behind Moon, a metal click following soon after. The tall bot then proceeded to lift itself up into the air, leaving you surprised. So that’s how Moon was flying earlier! It floated up to the balcony that Sun had emerged from that very morning, disappearing behind the curtains. So that's it huh?

You walked over to the security desk and grabbed your duffel bag with a frown, pausing to look back up at the balcony. You lift your hands to cup around your mouth to make a makeshift speaker. “Goodbye Moon, and if you can hear me Sun, goodbye to you too!” You say loudly throughout the empty room. You hoped the animatronic and its counterpart had heard you.

You then walk out the tall wooden doors, turning around to take one last look at the daycare. After you clock out, you swiftly make your way towards your car and tiredly begin your drive home.

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That’s all for now! Did you like it? Hate it? Criticism and helpful tips are always welcome! I’m gonna go back and heavily edit this bad boy, so this isn’t the finished product! I will be attempting to add many more details and try to more accurately capture the daycare attendants mannerisms. Thank you for reading :)

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Vampire AU Chapter 4

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..... I’m sorry. This is nothing but exposition. Literally. Just. Five pages of exposition. It’s got a whole heap of world-building elements, but this fic has been so poorly planned on my part (i.e. not planned at all) that all of that got shoved into this one chapter. >>;;;

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Zack called during Cloud’s lunch break the next day. It was not the most coherent of conversations, since Zack started by apologising profusely without even explaining why.

“—and I know it’s such a pain, I really wanted to hang out with you more as soon as possible, but it’s just this thing’s come up, and I’m sorry, I swear. I’ll make it up to you when I get back, but they don’t even know how long—”

“Zack,” Cloud had interrupted. “Just tell me what’s going on.”

Nothing worthy of such a tirade, that was for sure. Zack just had a mission out of town, and would be gone for at least one or two nights. It was unfortunate timing, because that would take it into the weekend and Cloud had really wanted to spend more time talking with Zack and getting some answers. But it was hardly the first time Zack had been sent off, and it wouldn’t be the last. At least it wasn’t weeks this time.

The fact Zack had been making such a big deal out of it actually helped Cloud handle it better. It kind of stung that Zack was leaving so soon, even though Cloud knew full well it wasn’t his fault. Zack complaining about being tempted just to ditch the mission made Cloud laugh and put things into perspective. It was Zack’s damn job, and he had told Zack as much.

“I’m not going anywhere, moron. I’ll be here when you get back.”

Zack shipped out before Cloud finished work, so Cloud had just gone home to his own place. It felt a little weird – Friday nights had almost always been the one time he put aside to see Zack, no matter how busy the rest of the week had been. It was quiet without him.

Cloud hardly minded quiet. He would’ve killed for it back in his army days. But with quiet came the unfortunate habit for his brain to overthink.

Around Zack, everything seemed so straightforward. Cloud felt like Zack would always have his back, no matter what. So even if he didn’t know all the answers right then, between himself and Zack they’d solve any problem the world threw at him. He didn’t know everything about what being a vampire meant, but Zack did, and he knew Zack would tell him, piece by piece between games and food and kisses. Or more.

The longer Cloud was without Zack’s reassuring presence, the more he began to doubt.

He didn’t know what being a vampire meant; he’d barely scratched the surface. Sure, he knew a whole fucking lot thanks to his little obsession, but that was about fictional shit. His interest had previously only been an idea. Maybe something to turn into an incredibly hot roleplay with a lover. When it came to the reality of it, he was suddenly in over his head.

That was another thing. The sort of thing that made Cloud lie in bed and pull the pillow over his head, wishing he could smother his embarrassment out. It was one thing to have a fetish centred around a fictional concept, but if they weren’t fictional after all—there were real people who were vampires and Cloud had just fetishized the shit out of them as a group without even knowing—gods. He felt like the stupidest, most thoughtless pile of shit on the planet.

Worst of all was he hadn’t even changed; he still thought of Zack, Zack’s fangs, how it felt when they grazed against Cloud’s skin, and he still got as turned on as ever. Fuck.

Cloud rolled over aggressively, burying himself into the covers as if he could make himself disappear. He needed to stop thinking about it. There was nothing he could do about his actions thus far; all he could do was try to do a lot better in the future.

With nothing else to do on a Friday night at such short notice - and never having been much of one to go out anyway - Cloud had ended up staying in and going to bed early. He was regretting that course of action now, because it only resulted in longer to lay awake while his brain replayed ‘101 moments you hideously embarrassed yourself and made everyone hate you’.

“Fuck you too, brain,” Cloud mumbled into the pillow.

But maybe even that was better than the other worry that gnawed at his gut. Because then, on top of all that, there were the others. The other vampires who Zack was with. He didn’t even know how many, just that Zack seemed to have been talking in the plural.

He wasn’t going to judge. There had been a guy in his old unit who had a polyamorous relationship; they’d all been privy to that development, whether they’d liked it or not. Things hadn’t been working out between him and his girlfriend – they were so in love, but working for ShinRa just didn’t leave enough time for him to see her as often as she needed him to. Feeling shitty as hell but understanding, he’d actually helped her set up other dates, one of which was with a good friend of his. They’d hit it off. But rather than ending things and moving on with the new relationship, they’d come to an agreement to make it work with all three of them.

Most of the unit had given the guy tons of shit for it, assuming the girl was just with this new dude and keeping him hanging around for fun. But Cloud admired him. He’d fought tooth and nail for that relationship, and he’d ended up with something that worked for all parties involved. Cloud could tell he was so much happier after it all got sorted.

So, no. It didn’t bother Cloud that Zack had other lovers. But… he wanted to meet them, at least. Be on good terms with each other, be friends. Maybe they wouldn’t ever hit it off as anything more, but that was okay. To Cloud, it felt important to know about the other people who played such a significant role in Zack’s life.

He’d talk to Zack about it when he got back. Maybe then he could shake his vague feeling of unease about the whole thing.

It was a plan; or the start of one, at least.

That just left one last burning question in Cloud's mind. Or perhaps not so much a question as an entire topic. Everything about vampires, Cloud wanted to know. Had Zack always been a vampire, or had he become one somehow? How did that work? He clearly didn’t have a problem going out in the sunlight or eating garlic, where all those myths just bullshit? Was his enhanced strength and speed anything to do with being a vampire, or was that just from having been in SOLDIER before? What did ShinRa know about vampires, and what was their beef with them? What about the supposed ‘vampire threat’ Zack – and others, Cloud presumed – got sent out to combat occasionally?

It was fucking exhausting just thinking about it. He couldn’t even blame Zack for not having told him – there was so much Cloud needed to know, it would take forever to talk it through. They’d do it, though, piece by piece.

Of course, Cloud couldn’t get any direct answers until Zack got back. But, he wondered… a lot of stuff out there was just the cycle of movies and books regurgitating the latest trendy incarnation of vampire lore, but Cloud knew of one or two places that might have some more relevant information. If he got a feel for what to expect, it might make that conversation with Zack faster and less one-sided. If nothing else, they could laugh over how wrong everyone was.

Yeah, he decided. He’d do that tomorrow.

By the time Cloud’s brain had finally stopped overthinking enough to let him sleep, it was already the early hours of the morning. That was probably the reason why he woke up a lot later than he’d intended the following day.

Cloud blearily informed his alarm clock that it was a piece of shit (though, of course, he was the one who had set it specifically not to go off on the weekends). After a quick bowl of cereal, a shower and getting dressed, Cloud headed out to the station.

Did he need to go to the library to do his research? No. He had a laptop and a phone that both would have been entirely capable, but… Zack had him getting paranoid. Cloud was absolutely not meant to know about the whole vampire thing, and he could get Zack in serious shit if anyone found out he had told Cloud.

He knew it was stupid. What were the chances anyone was gonna be checking his internet activity? Sure, his wifi was provided by ShinRa - a bonus they provided alongside the subsidised apartments they offered to their staff (it was the only way any of the lower level workers could afford to live above the Plate). That didn’t mean ShinRa was watching all the information that went through the network.

Whatever. It was nice to go out somewhere on his day off anyway.

Cloud hadn’t been to the library in a long time; it was pleasant to watch the familiar building roll into sight as the train approached. It really had been years.

When Cloud had first arrived in Midgar and joined the army, he’d never intended to stay there. His goal was SOLDIER. But he failed his first attempt to get in, and before he had a second chance the whole SOLDIER project was shut down. He drifted for a bit; to the logistics department first, then the engineering corps.

That was when he’d sought solace in the library; they were provided with basic training, of course, but Cloud had found a love in working with mechanics, and wanted to devour far more information than the army provided. He’d finally found something he excelled at. And excelled enough that he’d been picked out for an internship in the ShinRa’s general engineering department.

He’d been working in the engineering department since. Instead of just maintaining the equipment the military used, Cloud now got to play with anything from cutting-edge robotics to the mako reactors. As well as a few side projects of his own.

Although it had been a while, not much had changed. Cloud found himself drifting fondly to the non-fiction section; in particular, the shelves that housed the library’s books on mechanics. And of more immediate concern, the small study room behind that section that also housed a pair of computers for library patrons to use.

The room was empty, as Cloud had been counting on. Being small and out of the way, a lot of people didn’t know about it, or perhaps simply couldn’t be bothered to go all the way up to the third floor just to sit in a glorified cupboard to study.

Cloud slid into the computer seat and logged on.

The first thing he wanted to check was ShinRa’s official stance. Zack had said they viewed vampires as the ‘bad guys’ – why? They kept Zack employed, what was the difference between him and anyone else?

There was nothing on ShinRa’s own site. Just a generic statement about protecting the population from monsters, environmental disasters, and other threats.

Searching specifically for news articles featuring ‘ShinRa’ and ‘vampire’ as keywords turned out to be a little more useful. The oldest article was from five years ago, asking for ShinRa’s comment on a sudden surge in attacks in Midgar that were being attributed to vampires. The PR spokesman denied there being any such thing as vampires, suggesting instead that these were simply another vaguely humanoid monster that panicked victims were mistaking as something else. ShinRa would protect, as always.

Cloud noted the date down. Surge of vampire attacks – that could be relevant to something.

The newer articles didn’t seem to have anything of relevance. Cloud skim-read through a few; the only difference seemed to be that, over time, the PR department had picked up the public’s colloquial term, and now used ‘vampire’ themselves as a word to refer to the sort of monsters that preferred to kill by ripping their victims throat out with their teeth.

Attacks dropped to a steady rate, no more than any other kind of monster (human or otherwise) around, and the idea mostly faded from the public consciousness.

Next line of enquiry, then. What were these supposed ‘vampire’ monsters? ‘Cause they sure didn’t sound a damn thing like Zack. Or any of the types of vampires generally popularised by the media. (Cloud knew a lot about those ones – ahem.) In fact, the monster thing was new; Cloud couldn’t really find any mention of it at all anywhere between really, really old myths and then the reports starting five years ago.

Hesitantly, Cloud checked some of his old forum haunts. The awkward, hideously embarrassing forum haunts. That was… ahh. Cloud swallowed. A few minutes of clicking around turned into almost half an hour, but he determined one thing; that was nothing with any actual news there, that was for sure. These were the kind of vampires he was more familiar with. There were written stories, stills taken from movies, art of various characters, nothing more than that.

He could feel his face heating up, though. Just some of those picture, fangs sinking into flesh, seeing the blood well up beneath them… Fuck. Why was he like this?!

Cloud quickly clicked away, glancing behind him even though he was alone in the room. A whole fucking decade and he still hadn’t escaped his embarrassing vampire phase. And probably wasn’t ever going to now.

Anyway. There was one last site he particularly wanted to check – the reason he’d been so particular about not doing this anywhere he could be traced to. AVALANCHE. It was just a conspiracy theory website, but it had proven correct before. Namely, when SOLDIER had been shut down.

Cloud had been desperate for information. Of course he had been, his dream had just been fucking shattered. And on ShinRa’s end was nothing but radio silence. For literally months. All that had been issued was a generic statement about SOLDIER no longer running, but other departments being fully functional and ready to defend Midgar as much as ever.

So Cloud had turned to other places. Rumours had been rife, of course. But AVALANCHE was the one place that had come out with a statement and stuck to it, claiming there had been a mass desertion. Another year later, Cloud met Zack, an ex-SOLDIER, and that was confirmed to be true. Though even then, no one knew the reason for the mass desertion. Zack hadn’t elaborated beyond a tight-lipped; “ShinRa was doing some fucked up shit. They were right to get out.”

Of course, the problem was, AVALANCHE was incredibly anti-ShinRa. Even though Cloud wanted nothing to do with the rest of the organisation, just flicking through their ‘news’ page could get him in serious shit. Especially since he worked with goddamn mako reactors.

Best just find what he needed and get out.

He searched their archives for vampire stories and theories. Every hit was within the last five years; nothing older than that. That matched up to the other date Cloud had got, claiming a surge of vampire attacks around then.

The predominant theory AVALANCHE put forward was that ShinRa themselves were involved. The timing was almost too coincidental… the vampire attacks started almost exactly the same time SOLDIER was shut down. The one group of elite fighters who would be able to handle monsters like that, gone right when they were needed.

The hairs on the back of Cloud’s neck stood on end. He hadn’t even realised… he had been so preoccupied by everything going on with SOLDIER that he had barely registered the whole vampire/monster thing at the time, something that was fairly unusual for him. Normally just the mention of vampires made him sit up and pay attention, but having his life goal destroyed before his eyes had put a bit of a dampener on his enthusiasm for things at that particular point.

He hadn’t realised those events had been so close…

AVALANCE often stipulated that monsters in general were caused by exposure to mako. The feral ones had those mutations, those distinctive eyes. These vampires were monsters, but so much more humanoid. Were they too the product of mako exposure and mutation, but on people?

The SOLDIER process had involved using mako as an enhancement agent, Cloud knew that much. What if it had… gone wrong somehow, for some of them?

For all of them?

“Zack…”

Cloud had enough information. His blood felt like it was running cold, and he was cursing himself for doing this at a time when Zack wasn’t around. Because oh, boy, did he have questions now. Even if it was just a yes or a no answer, he needed to know. Was there a link with SOLDIER?

If there was… Cloud wondered about Zack’s other lovers, the other vampires; had they been SOLDIERs once as well? Why were some like Zack, still human, while others had become monsters?

Cloud logged off the computer, his history automatically erased by the system.

The wait for Zack to get back was going to be torture.

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