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I will be taking requests for scenarios and headcanons.

What I will accept:
Fluff
Angst/Hurt with or without comfort
Headcanons
Mafia!/Noir!AU
Villains!Au
Zombie Apocalypse!/Dystopia!Au
Medieval!Au
Swapped!Au (reader is an animatronic while everyone is a human worker)
Angels & Devils!/Gods & Goddesses!Au
Child!Reader (platonic relations only)

What I will not accept:
NSFW/Smut
Vampire!Au
Mermaid!Au
Cryptid!Au
Any AU where the reader is not a human female
Anything with Ruin DLC
Age Regression! Reader
Pregnant! reader

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Let's start by saying that everyone is not an actual human being. This is more Detroit: Become Human-esque. (Extremely life-like and sentient) Androids if you will.

Glamrocks still have some animal features (Freddy's ears, Monty's Tail, Roxanne's ears and tail). They're still children's entertainment so it makes sense. Speaking of children's entertainment, THESE GUYS DON'T HAVE GENTALIA, PLEASE DON'T ASK ABOUT FUCKING THESE GUYS!

Descriptions:

Freddy: 7ft; Curly mid-length brown hair (a little longer than the shoulders), olive skin (i guess), a little bit of beard hair (just a little), nice blue eyes. 

Chica: 5'9ft *shortest one*, white hair in...not a bob but it looks like one (her hair is straight and up to her shoulders that's why), she also has that alfalfa bit tied with the scrunchie, lilac eyes and light skin.

Monty: 7ft, red hair in a mullet, orange eyes, darker skin tone, keeps his glasses on sometimes, sharp teeth, little scruff

Roxanne: 6ft, gray, wavy hair with the green streak, yellow eyes, not a dark skin tone but not too light (a good mix if you will), keeps the makeup she wears performing and not performing.

Sun: 8ft, Curly, short blonde hair, like the messy but cute kind, bright blue eyes, like a clear skies blue (so pretty), Vitiligo covering the respected half of face, ADORABLE TOOTH GAP (insert Michael Strahan tooth gap), clean shaven, freckles

Moon: 8ft, longer hair (about mid back), navy blue with bit of white on the baby hairs, currently white eyes with red iris, when he gets angry it's black with red silts, Vitiligo covering the respected half of face, just really pale on the lighter half, sharp teeth, clean shaven

*BONUS*:

DJMM: 12ft *tallest one*, dark skin, six arms, two are muscular and the four are the same as the regular ones, each with glow-in-the-dark wristbands, brown dreads with headphones, black shades (don’t touch the shades!!!), some beard, grills

Bonnie: 7ft, light skin, disgustin-i mean weird bangs coming out of the top, reddish eyes, overbite, and buck teeth, clean-shaven 

Foxy: 7ft, tan? skin, longest hair of the bunch in a nice shade of light red, yellow-orange eye, some scruff on the chin.

Everyone has the same costumes while working but we'll get to the casual clothes later on. Time for ethnicity!

Freddy: Hispanic, Mixed

Chica: White, Japanese

Monty: Black (prolly Nigerian), Hispanic

Roxanne: Black (prolly Haitien or just American)

Sun: White (just vitiligo goes hard)

Moon: White (just vitiligo goes hard)

*BONUS*

DJMM: Black, Jamaican, Japanese

Bonnie: White

Foxy: Black-Cuban (or Mexican)

Background: You worked as a mechanic for the Pizzaplex. You've worked with all the animatronics before and everyone likes you. (some even developed some feelings) It wasn't until they confessed how much they wanted to explore the outside world, not to mention the number of incidents occurring in the plex and the bad reps the animatronics get. So you decided to sneak everyone out of the plex at night and stuff them into your house. Now you live with them while trying not to get caught by the cops and Fazbear Entertainment. (Remember, this is all before Security Breach, meaning Gregory wasn't here for any of this, however, the Vanny Virus is in Moon so yeah...)

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Freddy: Cheek, Hand, Forehead

He's a classic, cheek kisses before a performance and passing by while working. The hand just for general affection, comes with sweet compliments before and after. Forehread if you ever need comfort or some uplifting. Occasionally is the mouth but for those really intimate moments.

Chica: Face, Cheek

She is an affectionate girl. She'll kiss wherever on your face, but most of the time it's cheek. Is one to "clean off" any pieces of foo on your face. "You got a little something on your cheek." Then she'll peck (heheheh get it? "peck") all over you. Whether it's chocolate or sauce or chocolate sauce, a little lick to clean it off.

Monty: Collarbone, Neck, Mouth

Man's a flirt. We all know that. He'll try any way possible to make you flustered. From little kisses from the neck to full-blown trapping you in the corner and kissing you on the mouth. Make-outs in his room sometimes. (Gives hickeys) what who said that? (⊙_⊙;)

Roxanne: Arms, Jaw

Unlike Monty, she doesn't mean to make you flustered, but somehow she does! Kisses the jaw to tease, get your attention, or before a performance, kisses on the arms afterward. Also for when you in need of some love, gives compliments as well for your insecure self.

Sun: Face, Mouth, Nose

The most affectionate of the bunch. You know in the cartoons when someone scoops someone up in their arms and kisses all over their face, yeah that's him with you. "Oh my little sunshine!" I missed you so much!" "Sun, I just left for the bathroom..." Nose kisses for general stuff (cleaning, playing with the children, leaving to grab something), mouth for the intimate moments, like when you want to see this man absolutely lovestruck and flustered like a little puppy. 

Moon: Forehead, Hand, Mouth

Loves to tease so sometimes the neck. Will act all gentlemanly by kissing your hand to see you all flustered. Also the corners of your mouth, before zipping off and leaving you wanting more. Forehead kisses when you are about to sleep or when he has to do security. 100% Spiderman kiss. "Nighty night, my Callisto~"

*BONUS*

DJMM: Forehand, Collarbone

  Tall man = Forehead Kisses. But will kneel to kiss your collarbone. Kisses after performances. Sometimes the arms but only for intimate moments.

 Bonnie: Nose, Cheek

Sweet and gentle, nose kisses for doing a good job or before performing. Cheek for comforting you and being just lovey-dovey as well as the hands just to be gentleman 

Foxy: Jaw, Mouth

 Jaw is a go-to; always aims for there. The mouth to show how swash-buckling and roguishly handsome he is.

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Freddy

• While Freddy's nose can't make the iconic noise, his ears wiggle. (It's so cute)
• a himbo and a dad?
• Serenades you sometimes
• Man's can spot you from a 12-foot distance and run to you and give you a bear hug
• can try to cook for you
• loves to go on errands with you, thinks every one's a date

Chica

• Can do incredible voice impressions
• the best at cooking
• the amount of times you have to drag her out of dumpsters ☠
• likes K-pop (twice, Blackpink, new jeans)
• will do tik toks with you
• twirls her hair when she asks something from you (food, a date, etc.)
• thinks Roxy and Freddy as older sibs

Monty

• sometimes maybe good sometimes maybe shit
• by that i mean sometimes he's chill and other times he's riled up
• chills times he wants the hugs and the cuddles and the soft kisses
• riled up = getting railed (nuff said)
• likes to teach you how to play the bass
• can play drums (just nobody asked him to play something, until you)
• tail wags when he sees you...then deny it afterward
• frienemies with Roxy, besties with Chica, hatred for Freddy

Roxanne

• another one who's tail wags when she sees you
• spa day every day
• will pick your outfit, do your hair, and makeup
• gossip while painting each other's nails (like that nail salon gossip)
• tell her she's beautiful please...she needs it
• let's you braid her hair
• don't let her drive your car
• wears leather to piss Monty
• wants a motorcycle so bad!

Sun

• eyes indicate battery life (Bright blue for full battery, baby blue for like 80-75%, grayish blue for 50%, pure white/blank eyes for 0%)
• a little glitch he has is even if his battery is full, his eyes are still white
• so many children were scared of him that after a shift he ran off and cried in his room
• his eyes also make different emotions (stars for excitement, exclamation points for danger, and my favorite, hearts for love)
• not a fan of adults (insert sassy sun) except for you
• believes in fairytales, he always waited for his happy ever after, and when you came into his life, the man's swooning and singing little songs like all the Disney princess
• great singing voice
• out of all the Disney movies he watched, his favorite song is "Over the Rainbow" from The Wizard of Oz (not even a Disney movie)
• misses the theater, secretly wrote a script in his room but never showed anyone

Moon

• another great singer
• but has a music box in his chest
• favorite song is "Once Upon a Dream" from Sleeping Beauty
• likes dark fairytales, like the original fairytales where everyone dies in the end
• eyes used to be a soft blue for caretaker mode, red eyes for security mode but the virus made it permanent, however, you fixed it a little so it's white eyes with the red iris
• likes to play little pranks on you
• wears some sort of hat when outside
• hard for him to say "i love you" without any static (he's never been loved like this in his life)
• bad terms with Monty

I promise i with get to the bonuses but I'm tired

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Freddy: Gets this weird look on his face, like his contemplating all life choices (as if he had any). You would snap him out of his daze and ask him what's wrong. He'll brush it off, but while you'll continue with your convo with that person you'll ask again. He'll hesitate but then tell you he was jealous. You hug it out.

Chica: She doesn't act like her usual self. She'll talk to you less enthusiastically. Eventually, when you leave, she starts rambling and apologizing after you ask her whats wrong. You end up comforting her with food.

Monty: Immediately tries to attack them or push/drag you away. At the very least, will silently threaten that person. Whenever you confront him about it, he just starts going against himself. "IM NOT JEALOUS"  Then you're like "I didn't say that...?" After you tell him, all that tension is released as he understands. (But still clings to you) 

Roxanne: Will start to doubt herself but covers it with getting snappy. She stays away from you for a while even when you ask her what's wrong. Then, woman starts bawling her eyes out (Not too much now) Says she was jealous and she's sorry for how she acted in front of you. You forgive her and give her a kiss

Sun: Intervenes a lot. Likes to make little passive-aggressive remarks about that person with a smile and a giggle. Until the person walks off, you would confront Sun asking what was that about. "Hehe, oh sunshine, it wasn't anything." Gives you a strained smile. Then the facade breaks as he grumbles talking shit about that person, saying he's sorry for acting like that. And you can't help but kiss his adorable face.

Moon: Hovers, Looms, Lurks whatever. Somewhere in the darkness, he's watching, spying on you and the person you're talking to. He hates them. Oh boy does he hate them. He'll either try to scare that person away by just appearing behind you or you'll get snatch by him and up to his room. You ask him what's wrong but he doesn't say anything until he says "don't like..."  "Aw~ Are you jealous~?"  Then a blush crawls on his face scoffing at that assumption. You can't help but laugh and smooch him, telling that you'll always love him.

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Freddy: For him, every day's a date. But if he had to take you somewhere it would be dinner. The man's a gentleman. And while he can't cook for shit, he'll make it up with a classy dinner. Finds some random suit, puts on his bowtie and hat, and walks you to some fancy (and probably expensive) restaurant he found online. (Although in the end, you end up paying the bill) The park would be the other option.

Chica: Amusement Park or Carnival. Will try every food stand. Then coax you to go on a ride. (Girl don't know how human stomachs work 😭) "Let's go on that one!" *points at the tallest rollercoaster* (Oh god no) If you don't feel well or too scared of going on the rides, you'll go play the games. Somehow beats the carnie's rigged games. "Got you something~" Pulls out the biggest, most knock-off plushie there was and hands it to you. It's in your room now.

Monty: Club. Alright, who told him what a club was? Man's all for it. Starts to dance to the music on the floor. You lose him in the crowd. Until finally, you find him at the bar (no not drinking since he realizes he can't get drunk) just lounging. Eventually, you go home. If you're not into clubbing, it'll either be mini golf (OBVI) or just walking around town at night. 

Roxanne: Shopping. And then maybe getting your hair done or nails done. Will wear whatever you think looks good on her. Then would go to the salon. The hairdresser would be asking about Roxy's hair and how she tackles it (After asking about the tail) The same thing would happen at the nail salon "Ooo your nails are so long." 🐺: "Thank you. I always keep them in shape."它們就像爪子" "她就像一頭狼" 

Sun: Honestly, bring him anyway and he'll be happy (except for prison). Take him to the amusement park, he'll want to go on the little kiddie rides. Take him to the park, he pets every dog he sees. Take him shopping, he'll find you cute clothes. Take him to the arcade, insert that one episode in K-ON where Ritsu invites Mugi to the arcade and Mugi goes wild. All he wants is to be with you. You make him so happy.

Moon: Movie night. Whatever movie is in the theater you'll go to. Will make snide comments about the characters in horror movies. "He knows you're in there. What's the point in hiding?" Likes it when you rest your head on your shoulder whether sleeping or just resting. Also likes to cuddle when you're watching a movie at home.

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Chica: "Awww. He's so cute." And he's named after a food, even better! One of the people who takes care of him the most. Feeds him lots of food, until you stop her before she gives him a piece of chocolate. Adores it when Cheese licks food off her face.

Monty: What the fuck? This thing? As if this place isn't crowded enough. Doesn't like the fact that A DOG IS GETTING YOUR ATTENTION MORE THAN HIM. Eventually warms to Cheese. Puts his sunglasses on him sometimes. 

Roxanne: Oh no. Nah ah. There's no way that this is getting anywhere near her- *Ruff* *Licks* OK, maybe she him a little. If it was not for his cute face, she wouldn't have ordered so many outfits for him. "You did not just spend $250 on dog costumes?" 🐺: "If we want Cheese to be the coolest, we have to get him good outfits." *proceeds to take photos of Cheese in a little suit and Monty's glasses.*

Sun: Best friends since day 1. "AHAHAHA He's so cute! Oh aren't you the cutest little thing? Look at your face. That's a cute little face." *proceeds to hold him like a baby* He's in love. The other person that takes the most care of him. Always washes him, feeds him, plays with him, etc. "Oh (Y/N) can we keep him? Please please please please pleaseeeee!" "We are keeping him." *GASP* "YAY!" He's a dog lover.

Moon: Feels indifferent. Like he doesn't mind but he's more of a cat person. Likes to pet him when Cheese just so happens to be there. Likes it when he sleeps so he can hear his little snores.

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Freddy: Fredrick Fazuras was a normal man until his parents were killed in a murder. Once thought the world was a good place (oh honey this world is far from good) now driven by "justice". Goes by the name Ursid, a "do-gooder" here to punish evil. (Basically, thinks he's doing the right thing by killing all the bad people in the world)

Chica: Chica Chibana always trusted everyone she met, until one of her "friends" pushed off a cliff. Someone she survived but the betrayal shattered her. Now known as El Pollo Mortal, she wants revenge for the ones she "befriended" by making a nice home-cooked meal. Wait why does this tea smell like almonds?

Monty: Montgomery Blackman was always the weak, scrawny kid in the school. Getting picked on by the bullies, his father not being there for him, and his mother abusing him at home. Using that pent-up anger, he decided to gain some muscle get revenge on the bullies, and eventually become the world's most-wanted villain, Deathroll. 

Roxanne: Roxanne Willowclaw was born into the villain world as her entire family were famous villains from the past. Wanting to make her family proud, she takes the name of Wolf Eye and beats anyone who thinks they're better than her.

Sun: Elijah Celeste, one of the many insane asylum patients who escaped and the twin brother of Lucien Celeste. Loves the thrill of killing people in flashy ways, especially with his giant hammer. By day he's your friendly neighbor, by night he's Flare, the psychotic, killer with a happy face mask. "Gosh look at all this ketchup. Better start cleaning. 🙂"

Moon: Lucien Celeste, the other twin who also escaped the asylum. Unlike his brother, he likes to kill people silently. Muffle their screams and hide the bodies. Going by the name Nyx, he's known as the silent killer of the night. 

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Moon: Upon the first arrival, Moon's eyes were a nice soft blue and rarely went into security mode.

He would speak softly and slowly for the children when reading stories.

Would calm down any overstimulated children with his peaceful and quiet personality.

Also great with crying children, asking them what's wrong and then calming them down.

Very chill to the point where when he speaks, he sounds poetic.

Still is pretty strict on rules and won't mind scolding any rulebreakers.

Was close to Sun until the corruption seeped into him. Now they would have really bad arguments due to their personality differences...and other things... 

He doesn't tell anyone but...he can hear the crazed laughter of Sun in his head...it's scary... (insert that one part of Ms Delight's VHS tape where she wanted to see the children)

Sun: Literally every villain who thinks everything's a game and they have to win since it's their game and their rules.

And also hates cheaters...

His eyes are purple but roll to the back of his head when it's hunting season.

Gives passive-aggressive remarks to staff (inserts sassy sun once again).

Every time staff gets suspicious of him with the disappearances, he just brushes it off and changes the subject.

Plays with the S.T.A.F.F. bots he damaged like toys. 

Favorite game is Tag or Hide and Seek. Whatever gives children to the rabbit lady the best...

Gets into arguments with Moon because of the "dangerous games" he plays with the kids. But he has so much fun...isn't that what games are for?

Sings little songs when he's looking for children.

Gets into tantrums if you don't play by the rules...wait where did he get that lead pipe from?

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Freddy: Your humble police officer. Always good cop. Wants to protect the innocent from harm. Treats any lost children in the office *cough* Gregory *cough* *cough* nicely. Doesn't mind any of his co-workers. Speaking of co-workers, usually the one that works with Sun and Moon the most. Somehow doesn't need coffee to stay awake. Friends with the gang until they went their separate ways. Married to Bonnie until he died in a bank robbery, now a widow.

Chica: A waitress for a famous restaurant. And your best friend! Gives you one too many freebies. Hears a bunch of juicy gossip from customers, so expect some drama. A flapper at night. Which also lets her hear more gossip. Misses her friends, especially Bonnie. 

Monty: A criminal who was in prison multiple times for multiple crimes. Always gets arrested by Freddy. Speaking of Freddy, is highly disappointed with Monty. Gives him "stern talking to's" about crime and how to be a good person. Still doesn't listen. Roxanne's goons always bust him out since he works for her.

Roxanne: The owner of her own makeup, perfume, and clothing line. Also a mafia boss, but no one knows that. Has a lot of goons at her disposal. Guess doubles as a femme fatale type. Monty's usually her informant/assistant.

Sun: The newest detective in the city. Along with his brother Moon, he works in the police department looking for clues to the mysteries of the city. An optimist but faints at the sight of blood. Polite and kind to everyone except for criminals.

Moon: The brother of Sun who looks for clues in the city. Also a forensics specialist. Likes to take walks at night, helps with finding secrets and gossip. Teases the criminals, especially Monty. Works late at night while Sun's asleep.

 *Bonus:

DJMM: Owner of a club. Also the bartender. Friendly to everyone but will beat up any drunkards or rowdy customers. Good friends with Chica since she goes there.

Bonnie: Police officer and husband of Freddy. Was always sarcastic to the other officers. Died of robbers after trying to stop them.

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After a loving walk in the park, (Y/N) and Freddy come home with Cheese, a pup that was tied to a light pole in the park. Since the owner didn't return to get him, they brought him home to keep. Everyone was already home from their adventures, so seeing the pup in hand sparked some feelings.

"We're home~." (Y/N) calls out in a sing-song-like tone.

"Finally! We were wondering when you were g-" Roxanne stopped midsentence as she saw the dog in (Y/N)'s hands. "What's that thing?" She points.

"Oh. We found him in the park. The owner didn't come back to get him so decided to keep him here." (Y/N) explains. With little pink hearts in his eyes, Sun approaches Cheese with a smile. "OOOOOHHHH HE'S SO CUTE!" Cheese barks happily. "It seems Cheese had taken a liking for Sun," Freddy comments. 

"Course it does. They practically have the same energy." Monty comments. Moon nods in agreement, knowing his brother well.

"And he's named after a food. Even cuter!" Chica pets Cheese's head. 

"Well who's gonna take care of him? Cause it isn't gonna be me." Roxanne crossed her arms.  Sun perks up. "I'll do it! I'll feed him and bathe him and play with him all day." 

"Hey, we're all taking care of him." (Y/N) declares.

"(Y/N)'s right. Cheese is a part of this family, meaning that we are all taking care of him." Freddy added. "You hear that Cheese? You're staying with us!" Chica cheered. 

As (Y/N) was about to hand Cheese for Chica to hold, Cheese escaped from her arms. "CHEESE!"

Cheese started running around the living room. 

"I got him." Freddy trips over the couch, attempting to grab the dog. Cheese hides underneath a table. Chica spots him hiding and crouches under the table. "Come on Cheese."

She readies herself before pouncing on him. Cheese runs out of the table, making Chica bang her head under the table. "OW!" 

"I got him!" Roxanne tries to grab the loose pup, only for her to trip over Chica's leg.

Monty snatches something in his arms. The fluffiness rubbing against his chest makes him believe that it was Cheese. "Ha! Got'em!" Though he doesn't remember the dog being this heavy. He looks down to see golden, blonde hair...and arms trying to pull him off. He realizes he grabbed Sun instead of the dog. "Dang it Sun!" Moon catches sight of his brother tangled in the arms of Monty. "Wrong one!" Sun smiles sheepishly. "Hehe. Oops."

He escapes out of his arms and sees Cheese in front of him. "Don't worry. I got him."

Moon sees Cheese in his line of sight. "I got him."

The brothers lunge at the same time, making them bash their heads into each other. "OW! LOOK WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" Moon shouted. "Owie! My head." Sun's eyes were spirals as he rubbed his forehead.

As the brothers sit on the floor in pain, Roxanne grabs Cheese in her arms. "Come here you little rascal!" But the pup licks her. "EW! That's disgusting!" Causing her to drop the pup.

Cheese turns the corner, casing a shadow of his small form. Monty spots the shadow. "Come here little brat." He trips on himself due to Cheese tugging on his tail. 

Freddy was so close to grabbing the pup that Sun tackled him to the ground by accident. "Sun!" "Oops! Sorry Freddy!"

(Y/N) makes a mad dash for the runaway dog. Chica blocked off the path, thinking it would stop Cheese, but he ran between her legs while (Y/N) collided with Chica. "Agh! Chica!" "Sorry (Y/N)!"

Moon tries to grab Cheese from his little sprint until the pup stops short, making Moon trip over. Then Monty tries to grab him, only to trip over the fallen Moon. "OW!" "Watch it, you clown!" "You're the one who tripped over me!" (Y/N) tries to step over the boys, only to be slapped by Monty's tail. "Monty!"

"Oh now look what you did!" Moon growls.

"My bad," Monty said sheepishly. 

Freddy noticed that the chaos wasn't solving anything so he came up with a plan. "Everyone stay where you are!" Freddy shouted as everyone stopped moving. Cheese barks making everyone look at the panting dog in the center of the room. Luckily, Roxy was right behind the pup, grabbing Cheese in her arms. "Gotcha you little mutt." 

"Woohoo! Nice job Roxy!" Chica cheered. 

(Y/N) smirked at the wriggling pup in Roxy's arms. "He gave us a workout, that's for sure." 

Cheese barks happily. "Aww. You can't get mad at a face like this." Sun pets his head. "I can!" Roxy holds Cheese up to look at his face. He licks the side of her cheek. "Ok. Maybe not." 

"What do you mean?! Thanks to that mutt this place is a mess!" Monty's arms were stretched out to show the destroyed living room. "Most of it was from you," Moon commented. Monty growled and glared at Moon.

"Well I've been meaning to clean the living room before I got everyone here." (Y/N) sighed. "I can help you sunshine." Sun offered. 

"Let's all help (Y/N) clean the living room so that it would make the process faster," Freddy suggested. "Hmph fine." Monty crossed his arms.

"I'll help with whatever I can. Can't have this guy running around." Roxy adjusted her hold on Cheese."

"I'll get the supplies." Chica happily went to the closet to find cleaning supplies.

Everyone went to work, cleaning up the chaotic chase.

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Freddy🐻

To You: SUPERSTAR, Dear, Love, Honey (Hehe get it? 😏🐻🍯), Sweetheart, Dearest

To Him: Love, Honey/Hun, Dear, Sweetie/Sweetheart, My big ol' teddy bear/big ol' bear

Chica🐔

To You: Cupcake, Gumdrop, Puddin', Sweetheart, Glitter, Beautiful

To Her: Baby/Babe/Bae, Boo/Sugar Boo, Birdie, Lovebird, Sweetheart

Monty🐊

To You: Baby/Babe, Beauty/Beautiful, Darling, Gorgeous, Angel/Angel Face, Doll/Dolly

To Him: Baby, Boo, Love, Gator, Croc Rock (XD)

Roxanne🐺

To You: Cutie, Shortstack, Babe/Bae

To Her: Babe/Bae, Love, Wolfie, Girlie

Sun🌞

To You: Sunshine, Sunbeam, Sweet Pea, Sweetheart, Dewdrop

To Him: Sunshine, Sweetheart/Sweetie, Cutie/Lil Cutie, My little ray of sunshine

Moon🌚

To You: Starlight, Starshine, Pretty Thing, Darling, Callisto, Europa

To Him: Moonbeam, Moonlight, Sweetheart, Dear, Love, Mr. Sandman, Mr. Hyde 

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🐻He apologizes A Lot. Like, a lot, A Lot. He’s the kind of guy who will apologize for apologizing, then apologize again for that apology, then apologize for that apology, and so on and so forth.

🐻He really likes to follow you around. And hover. And ask questions. A lot of questions. He means no harm by it! But if he’s being too overbearing (Hehe), just let him know. Sorry, Superstar, he did not realize…he will give you a bit more personal space!

🐻(I support Fronnie Shippers 😔✊) Freddy really did love Bonnie, so hearing that he was gone really put the bear in a bad state. God he misses him. He remembers the last time before Bonnie's disappearance that he went to his green room and gave him a poster with his signature on it due to him being a little down. He doesn't know if he got it.

🐔She is Killer at rhythm games. Friday Night Funkin’, OSU, Guitar Hero, Crypt of the Necrodancer–you name it, she’s played it, and absolutely crushed it. Her dexterity is second best only to Roxanne.

🐔Loves journaling and scrapbooking! She likes to collect cute stationary, so her desk is always packed with various washi tapes, glitter pens, and scented stickers. And yes, she has attempted to eat them before. They just smell so good!

🐔Plays prank with her voicebox, like playing children's laughter to confuse the guards or Moon or Freddy's voice when scaring Roxy. But she normally does like an animal call to lead any STAFF bots away and get some food from the kitchen.

🐊When Monty is concentrating really hard on something, the tip of his tongue sticks out of his snout. You once got a picture of it and Monty threw an absolute hissy-fit. Delete it right now, or he’ll…he doesn’t know what he’ll do, but it’ll be Something!!! Horrible!!!

🐊Man really is the epitome of, “I love a woman that can kick my ass.” He sees you do ONE (1) cool thing and is immediately on all fours, frothing at the mouth.

🐊The ONLY people allowed to use the “See you later, Alligator” line on him are kids. They have the Pass. Anyone else? Gets snapped at. Metaphorically and possibly literally, depending on just how bad of a mood he’s in.

🐊Depending on your place, Monty can hardly make it through a room without bumping into something. He tries really hard, but his tail has knocked more glasses off of countertops than your average cat.

🐺If you give her genuine compliments. She mostly brushes them off with a little scoff and a “Yeah, duh.” But deep down, she’s gonna be thinking about that One Thing you said for, like, weeks. And bringing it up in conversation every time she can.

🐺Touching her ears and/or tail. Both of them are Premium Petting Areas and make her totally melt. But it only lasts for a second before her pride kicks in and she snaps at you. (Is it worth it? Absolutely.)

🐺"She’s no romantic,“ she says, only to go out of her way to write out your name in tire marks across the racetrack, followed by a big ol’ tire-track heart. And then she has the gall to wink at you as she jumps out of her car–that woman will be the death of you.

🌞He reserves one day a week for whole house cleaning; that means washing, drying, folding, vacuuming, dusting, all that.

🌞Stims a lot. Mainly when he's happy like flapping his arms or jumping, or anxious like pulling on his rays or picking at his face. Speaking of anxiety, expect this man to fidget a lot. As I mentioned, he'll pull on the rays (It's like a headband/head accessory), pick any loose flesh on his face, fidget on his bells/ruffles, and even chew on his fingernails. You didn't want him to destroy himself so you bought a stress ball as a gift. It's yellow with a little happy face. He loved it but he felt bad for squeezing the poor thing so hard.

🌞 Video games! It’s one of his favorite activities to do with you whether it’s watching you play, or him playing beside you he loves it. Wholesome games such as Animal Crossing, Mario Party, and Mario Kart are his favorites to play with you.

🌞 He likes to cook for you! He was never a food handler in the daycare (other than the provided candies) so cooking is new to him, and he likes to explore different meals with you. Sometimes he’ll provide you with some ingredients when you go grocery shopping.

🌞His jaw can sometimes get stuck closed making it hard for anyone to hear him properly, so you always help unlatch it. However if you fumble with something, it will likely close shut again. You say that you're playing pretend dentist, he just thinks of those crocodile teeth games.

🌞Very animated and childlike. Does expressive actions like the ones in old cartoons. When you caught him off guard by kissing him, his face went red and steam came out of his ears. When he had a fight with Moon that you broke up, he stuck his tongue out behind his back.

🌚 He likes to take care of his carousel. Spends some time cleaning the horses. And each horse has a name after a moon.

🌚Likes to tickle fight with Sun, then somehow ends in play fights with you in them. 

🌚As much as he finds dark fairytales interesting, he also loves Greek mythology, hell anything piece of folklore regarding the moon and stars he loves retelling to you and Sun before falling asleep.

🌚Very possessive. I mean can you blame him? For someone to always be feared by many, a SINGLE HUMAN BEING is in love with him. So I guess that also makes him touch-starved. There are just some moments in time when you're snatched up by him because "he's bored and wants to cuddle." Speaking of cuddles, BIG SPOON! Swaddles you in blankets for a good night's rest.

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Freddy 🐻:  God of Protection and Safety. A tradition is to give thanks to him for keeping their families safe. Artists depict him as a bear due to a myth of him becoming a bear to protect a small boy from demons. Don't worry everyone, you don't have to give him offerings. As long as he lives, keeping humanity safe and secure is all he needs to be happy. As said, he can turn into an animal. He calls it his "disguise". No weapons but a giant shield (obvi). Can also sense danger.

Chica 🐔: Goddess of Nourishment. They say if enough farmers pray to her, a good harvest will come. Likes to disguise herself to visit humans. What? They're so interesting! Look at all those pretty statues of her. Can manipulate plant life. Give her a portion of your crops to the altar and pink sweet peas will grow around your house. Doesn't use weaponry either.

Monty 🐊: God of Strength and Anger. Soldiers pray to him most of the time. But people blame him for all the wars. Super strength (Of course.) and a huge arsenal. Mainly uses an axe. Give him gold and food, whatever as long as it's good. Doesn't visit humans. Thinks it's funny seeing them go to war and die though. (And you know this man fucked up some women like Zeus.)

Roxanne 🐺: Goddess of Beauty and Adoration. Men are from Mars, women are from Venus. She believes she's the perfect woman. Many women pray for love even though she's not the goddess of love. Sometimes likes to visit humans, only to see all the men grovel before her beauty. Prefers a spear as her weapon of choice but rarely uses it. Her singing can hypnotize mortals. People say they hear her voice in the distance. Broken mirrors and statues of her indicate she's angry. Gives her jewels and the finest fabric along with some compliments to make her feel better.

Sun 🌞: God of the Sun (WHO WOULD OF THOUGHT!!!), Youth, and Healing. Brother to Moon of course. Love love LOVES humans. Especially children. They're so cute! Visits humans all the time. To the point where he keeps forgetting his duties as a god. Moon gotta dragged him back to heaven so many times. No weapons but manipulates light and can heal people. Legend said he had transferred a child's blindness with his sight, making his eyes pure white. (That's not why his eyes are like that. He can see just fine.) Blooming sunflowers indicate his presence. No offerings thank you!

Moon 🌚: God of the Moon (ANOTHER WILD GUESS!!!), the Night, and Sleep. Some say he's the God of Death but that's not true. Brother to Sun. Feels indifferent to humans. Likes some children though. Hunts demons at night to protect humans. Can manipulate shadows/darkness and induce sleep to humans and gods. No weapons, rather uses his sharp claws. If you see red eyes in the woods, he's there...and he's hunting. No offerings. Doesn't see the point.

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Fredrick "Freddy" Fazureth:

• 34 years old
• 5'10
• He's single y'all~
• Starred in other movies and plays so he's pretty famous
• Absolute gentleman
• Amazing singing voice 
• And plays guitar

Plays Gabriel Fitzgerald, a widowed man who mourns over his deceased husband. A sweetheart who falls in love with (Y/N)'s character but worries he might lose her too. 
"This feels like treason, but if Jeremiah wants me to be happy, then so be it."

Chloe "Chica" Satoshi:

• 26 years old
• 5'4
• (Y/N)'s roomie
• Cook of the house
• Powerful singing voice, despite her size
• Worked as a waitress
• Disguises herself as a man to see Roxanne since they are in love

Plays Susie Lawrence, the spunky best friend of (Y/N). She's been with her through thick and thin, now helping her with her boyfriend's recent cheating. She promises her that she'll find the love of her life no matter what.

"Oh forget that lousy man! Today's all about you girl. Now time to get you all dolled up and ready for tonight."

Montgomery "Monty" Jones:

• 30 years old
• 5'11
• Also single
• Has a Cajun accent
• Quite muscular
• Never been an actor before
• But needs the money
• Also single
• But has been to some flings

Plays Robert Marchetti, a gangster who was born in poverty. He's seen lots of pretty dames in his life, but no one compares to (Y/N). Though he treats her like any other woman, he can't help but have a little crush on the bearcat. 

"Look doll, I'm not one for feelings, but looking at you makes my head spin."

Roxanne "Roxy" Beaufort:

• 28 years old
• 5'8
• Curvy body shape
• Famous singer
• Also was cheated on
• Then the ex spread rumors about her being a gold digger
• In love with Chica

Plays Ruth O'Neil, a lounge singer who doesn't like a lying man. Acts like a big sister to (Y/N). Expert in fashion and makeup, becoming the girls' tailor for the upcoming party in the city. 

"C'mon (Y/N), letting some sap weigh you down then running off with four other guys! I heard of a fling but this is too much."

Raymond "Sunny" Brighten:

• 25 years old
• 6'4
• single
• Famous child actor starring in many shows, the most famous one being "Pearly Whites."
• As well as other movies and plays as he got older
• Also the son of Aster Brighten, a famous actor and director.
• But hates him since he's a player and a gambling addict
• Wants to be a school teacher
• Tap dances for fun

Plays Sammie Starr, a dreamer and a hopeless romantic. A real gentleman always with a bright smile and a jovial voice, trying to make the darkest situation a lot brighter. He wants to travel the world. And to bring (Y/N) along for the ride.

"Oh sweetheart, you're as beautiful as a sunset in July. You make my heart soar!"

Wanye "Moonman" Gibbon:

• 25 years old
• 6'1
• single as well (wouldja look at that!)
• Has a beautiful, silky smooth singing voice, but he denies it when people (Sunny) bring it up
• Made only one album; Moonman, hence his nickname
• Plays violin
• Childhood friends with Raymond

Plays Murphy Booker, a bartender at a speakeasy who knows the city by the back of his hand. He's also a pickpocketer, nicking a dollar or two on a whim. But his loot only gets shinier when (Y/N) steps in, gifting her priceless jewelry.

"Careful where you walk starlight, you don't know who's out to get a poor dame like you."

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Freddy

• 33 years old
• 5'11
• Fighting Style: Karate
• Likes: His husband, Bonnie, His son, Gregory, Animals, Protecting the ones he loves, Fishing
• Dislikes: Seeing his family hurt, Gangs, Fire, The sound of broken glass

After his son almost got kidnapped by a gang, Freddy wanted to find a way to protect not only his family but other innocent lives. 

Chica:

• 18 years old
• 5'6
• Fighting Style: Capoeira
• Likes: Eating, The 80's, Milkshakes, Dancing, Rollerblading
• Dislikes: Being lied to, Bullies, Tear-jerker movies, Quitters

Spunky, daring, and bubbly, she expresses herself through dance. But don't let her carefree nature fool you, she's willing to beat up any bullies causing trouble in her neighborhood. 

Monty:

• 31 years old
• 5'11
• Fighting Style: Boxing (Slugger)
• Likes: Competition, Winning, Women, Alcohol, Rock music, Playing Golf
• Dislikes: Cooking, Overly Emotional People, Being told what to do, Being Broke

He was always picked on as a child due to his size and scrawny stature. But as he grew older, so did his desire for revenge. Eventually, he started boxing in an underground fight club, winning buckets of prize money by the match. It's everything he could ever want. 

Roxanne:

• 30 years old
• 5'8
• Fighting Style: Aikido
• Likes: Racing, Motorcycles, Red Wine, Fashion, Fixing Old Cars, Spicy Food
• Dislikes: Losing, Weak People, Chipping a nail, Chewing Gum, Tangled Hair

Leader of a gang, Los Lobos Salvajes, and the undefeatable champion in street racing, she won't hold back from any competition, even if it means she'll play dirty to win.

Sun:

• 20 years old
• 6'4
• Fighting Style: Gymnastics
• Likes: Making new friends, Dogs, Sunny weather, Dressing up, Theater, Gymnastics,  
• Dislikes: The Dark, Horror Movies, Messy Rooms, Cockroaches, Blood 

The son of two crime bosses, he's far from selfish. Cherubic and charming, a trophy-winning gymnast who replaces traditional martial arts with graceful and elegant moves as a use of self-defense. 

Moon:

• 28 years old
• 6'0
• Fighting Style: Taekwondo
• Likes: Cats, Astrology, Books, Philosophy, Classical Music
• Dislikes: Seeing the innocent get hurt, Tomatoes, Loud Noises, Cigars

Hired bodyguard for a rich boy with a bounty on his head, he's willing to go through hell to protect his client. He's also ironically hired to assassinate his parents in the process.

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Ok ok. No real headcanons since it'll just be the first chapter explaining the looks/appearances. But how do you, my lovely audience, feel about high school AU?

IMO, all the high school AUs I've seen with FNAF are...pretty bad. Honestly, high school AU stories are always so cheesy. I mean, there are some good ones (not on fnaf) but majority are pretty bad...and old.

But I can assure you this one will be cute, funny, and above all, downright heartwarming! o(*°▽°*)o It'll be similar to this anime called K-ON!. (GO WATCH IT! IT'S SO FUNNY AND SWEET!) 

Not sure if I'll go by Japanese school rules or American school, how about you decide! 

Anyway, updates for all stories have been so slow due to school. (it's testing season soon (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) )

And fans of "Latest and Greatest, don't worry the story is not abandoned! Chapter 7 is currently in brainstorming. 

And one more thing,

WHAT PART OF "REQUEST BOX OPENED!!!!" DO Y'ALL NOT GET?!?!!?! I'M WILLING TO WRITE WHAT YOU HAVE!!!! (it'll take a while but...) STILL!!! The headcanons that are currently in this book are from me! MY BRAIN!!! 

I'm willing to hear ya. (●'◡'●)

Alright that's all. ( ﾟдﾟ)つ Bye!

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Freddy:

Age: 38 years old
Height: 5'11
Backstory: Father Fredrick was once a humble priest in a small village, dedicated to helping and guiding his community. One fateful day, he encountered a powerful angel named Michael, who bestowed upon him a divine blessing. From that moment on, Fredrick was transformed, his eyes glowing with a striking electric blue hue, and his body growing in strength and stamina.

Theme: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iyr60r4G374.

Chica:

Age: 18 years old
Height: 5'6
Backstory: Chica discovered her love for music at a young age and began performing in local talent shows. Her talent was quickly recognized, and she was signed to a record label at the age of 16. Since then, she has skyrocketed to fame as the youngest rock singer of all time. But she later started learning how to fight under the teachings of her favorite artist, M.M.

Theme: Get Jinxed: youtu.be/ZF1PkQOf7bg?si=zK9f-FWEkiihbhcu

Monty:

Age: 33 years old
Height: 5'11
Backstory: Montgomery's childhood was spent in the heart of the bayou, where he learned to navigate the dense, murky swamps and survive off the land. Even as a young boy, he had a deep respect for the natural world around him and a fierce loyalty to his homeland. Over the years, he honed his skills as a hunter and tracker, becoming a formidable force in the wilderness. Now, as a skilled bounty hunter, he's able to use his knowledge of the land to quickly track down his targets and make a living.

Theme:   Devil's Price: youtu.be/KpW8-iI3nVg?si=AxMLYFhX3ZdK1tr7

Roxanne:

Age: 27 years old
Height: 5'8
Backstory: Roxanne grew up surrounded by the rough and tumble life on the high seas. Her father, Foxy, the notorious captain of the Cunning Vixen, trained her to be the pirate queen of the seas.  Despite her skill and reputation as a fierce pirate, Roxy grew tired of the constant bloodshed and wanted a go at the refined side of life. She decided eventually to leave the pirate life behind and pursue a different, more luxurious path.

Theme: When I Get Low, I Get High: youtu.be/GDdWSlMOexw?si=A2Kro0xJcdWFyjZH

Sun:

Age: 21 years old
Height: 6'1

Backstory: Dr. Samuel "Sunny" Merriweather grew up in a small town where he experienced severe anxiety and OCD from a young age.  As he grew older, he pursued a career in therapy help to navigate others' mental health struggles. However, his own issues continued to haunt him, especially in the form of frequent sleep episodes of paralysis. One fateful night during a particularly intense episode, Sam made a deal desperately with the shadowy figure that visited him in his dreams; a demon named Lunaris. In exchange for protection, Sam allowed Lunaris to manifest into the world waking as his shadow.

Theme: Clint Eastwood:  youtu.be/XVwqSlTFQq0?si=F9fgfQ4lxkHT4S5h

Moon:

Age: Unknown Age but his shadow form makes him look in his late 20s
Height: 14’0
Backstory: Existing for centuries, Lunaris was a powerful demon. Feeding the fear and confusion of his victims, he grew infamous among humans and had a reputation around other demons. During one of his eventful night journies, he stumbled upon one of his favorite victims, Samuel Merriweather. But the night doesn't go as planned as a deal between the two causes Lunaris to become Sam's shadow, forever attached to him.

Theme:   Enter Sandman:  youtu.be/9ZvtAYSUF3w?si=WkICepdf-JsToym-

*Bonus:*

DJMM: 

Age: 31 years old
Height: 6’0

Backstory: Manon Musique, known as M.M in the DJ world, had a passion for music and martial arts from a young age. Growing up in a diverse neighborhood, he learned to appreciate different cultures and, styles which influenced his unique persona. After losing his sight in a tragic accident, Manon turned to music and martial arts as a way express to himself and connect with world the He became a skilled martial arts teacher, dedicated to helping unleash others' potential.

Theme:  Thrift Shop: youtu.be/bDlC9m1FDo4?si=MYpZrJesmqd8Ilx2

Foxy:

Age: 41 years old
Height: 5’10

Backstory: Foxtrot or Foxy grew up on the rough seas, learning the ways of piracy from a young age. His parents were both notorious pirates who instilled in him a deep love for adventure and a thirst for treasure. As he grew older, Foxy became a formidable captain, earning a reputation for his cunning tactics and fearless attitude. However, his life took a turn when his beloved niece, Roxanne, decided to leave the pirate life behind and pursue a more civilized existence.

Theme:    Dead Ahead: youtu.be/d3BQ-UZh0a8?si=jIIO_-YNbD0AcfkI

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Freddy

Enneagram: 2w1

MBTI: ESFJ-T

Zodiac Sign: Libra

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Goat

Chica

Enneagram: 9w8

MBTI: ENFP-A

Zodiac Sign: Pisces

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Monkey

Monty 

Enneagram: 8w7

MBTI: ESTP-A

Zodiac Sign: Aries

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Ox

Roxanne

Enneagram: 1w2

MBTI: ENTJ-A

Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Tiger

Sun

Enneagram: 9w8

MBTI: ENFJ-A

Zodiac Sign: Cancer

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Dog

Moon

Enneagram: 6w5

MBTI: INFJ-T

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Rat

*Bonus*:

DJMM

Enneagram: 4w5

MBTI: ISFP-A

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Snake

Bonnie

Enneagram: 5w4

MBTI: ENTP-A

Zodiac Sign: Gemini

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Dragon

Foxy

Enneagram: 7w6

MBTI: ISTP-A

Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius 

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Dragon

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What I mean by this:

In Skullgirls…well Skullgirls Mobile but Skullgirls the Video Game as well , each character has a specific color palette that references a character from another franchise, which can be really cool if you figure it out!

Examples:

Moonstruck <= Sailor Moon

Ogre Achiever <= Shrek

Harlequin <= Harley Quinn

Megalomaniac  <= Sans

Indomitable <= Makima

And that’s just a couple. There’s hundreds of more and all of them are great. So here’s all of mine.

(Reminder: This’ll go under the Guilty Gear/Soul Calibur Video Game AU, meaning that Sun & Moon are together as one.)

Freddy:

Bronze:

Loving Light (Original Colors)

Glamorous Benediction (Glamrock Freddy Colors)

Silver:

Hell's Bells (Sammy Lawrence from Bendy and the Ink Machine)

Dubious Duplicate (Double from Skullgirls)

Unstoppable Apostle (Pit from Kid Icarus)

Gold:

Judge & Jury (Judge Frollo from Hunchback of Notre Dame)

Bishop, Skip, and Jump (The Bishop from Cuphead)

Ursa Minor (Gregory from Five Nights at Freddy's: Security Breach)

Martyr Matters (Marth from Fire Emblem)

Diamond:

Chosen Sheperd (The Lamb from Cult of The Lamb)

Bluebells (Bonnie from Five Nights at Freddy's)

Chica:

Bronze:

 Rockette (Original Colors)

Holy Matrimony (Elphelt Valentine from Guilty Gear)

Silver:

Maze Runner (Glamrock Chica Colors)

Pixie Cut (Filia from Skullgirls)

Guns 'n Daisies (Daisy from Super Mario)

Gold:

Throwback Thursday (Toy Chica from Five Nights at Freddy's 2)

Hidden Gems (Jem from Jem and the Holograms)

Iridscent Princess (Pearl from Splatoon 2)

Heartbreaker (Amy Rose from Sonic the Hedgehog)

Diamond:

Key Change (Sakura from Street Fighter)

Vandalized (Kimberly from Street Fighter)

Rolled Sleeves  (Asuka from Tekken)

Starlet  (Karen Aijo from Revue Starlight)

Monty

Bronze:

Bayou Blues  (Original Colors)

Caught Dead  (Arthur Morgan from Red Dead Redemption)

Silver:

Whistleblower (Louis from Princess and the Frog)

Sin-phony  (Big Band from Skullgirls)

Leatherback  (Montgomery Gator Colors)

Gold:

Six Shells (Cassidy from Overwatch)

Nocture Crusader  (Darkwing Duck from Darkwing Duck)

Bonechillin' Villain  (Happy Chaos from Guilty Gear)

Jackpot (Dante from Devil May Cry)

Diamond :

Fiddle Di Die  (Esther Winchester from Cuphead)

Rabbit's Foot  (Glamrock Bonnie from Five Nights at Freddy's: Security Breach Ruin)

Blaze of Glory (Bowser from Super Mario)

Masked Motives (Zorro from Zorro)

Roxanne

Bronze:

Dimmed Lights  (Original Colors)

Winning Smile  (Roxanne Wolf Colors)

Silver:

Platinum Grace (Lili from Tekken)

Toxicity  (Poison from Street Figther)

Number One  (Cassie from Five Nights at Freddy's: Security Breach Ruin)

Eyes Up (Alice Angel from Bendy and the Ink Machine)

Gold:

Vicious Vixen (Foxy from Five Nights at Freddy's)

Plucked Heartstrings (I-NO from Guilty Gear)

Black Thorns  (Black Dahlia from Skullgirls)

Thick Water (Eliza from Skullgirls)

Hedonia (Anna Williams from Tekken)

Diamond :

Femme Fatality  (Mehira from AFK Arena)

Poised Poison  (Evil Queen from Snow White)

Gentlemen Preferred (Marilyn Monroe from Gentlemen Prefer Blonds)

Bat Burglar (Rouge the Bat from Sonic the Hedgehog)

Sun & Moon

Bronze:

Opposite Attracted  (Original Colors)

Goose Chase  (Banjo & Kazooie from Banjo-Kazooie)

Silver:

Q&A (Answer from Guilty Gear)

Tethered Forever  (A.B.A from Guilty Gear)

Lucky Shriek  (Blanc & Noir from GODDESS OF VICTORY: NIKKE)

Kill the Lights (Sunnydrop & Moondrop Colors)

Gold:

Viral Infection (Eddie Brock & Venom from Venom)

Otherside (Dr Facilier from Princess and the Frog)

Friendly Neighbor  (Satsuki Kusakabe & Totoro from My Neighbor Totoro)

High Spirits (Chihiro & No Face from Spirited Away)

Equinox (Zato-1 from Guilty Gear)

Diamond :

Snake Eyes  (King Dice & The Devil from Cuphead)

Radio Silent  (Alastor from Hazbin Hotel)

Restless Nights (Bedman & Delilah from Guilty Gear)

Cartoon Violence (Henry Stein & the Ink Demon from Bendy and the Ink Machine)

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Freddy: Flirting Under Fire

Chica: Matchmaker Crush

Monty: Anguished Declaration Of Love

Roxanne: Silly Rabbit, Romance is for Kids!

Sun: Gibberish Of Love

Moon: Longing Look

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All animatronics in the Mega Pizzaplex are built with structured endo skeletons that are identical to the human body. Each endoskeleton is specific to each animatronic and SHOULD NOT be swapped as this may cause malfunctions to the motherboard. Joint hypermobility occurs in the elbows and knees of Glamrocks while the Daycare Attendants occur in the entire body.

Respective wiring ported to the "skull", "spinal cord", "chest" and "abdomen" is next. These wires are vital as they connect electricity to the animatronics. Followed by cooling fans (located in chest and abdomen) and other cables, to create a human-like muscle system. All wires have a flexible casing that won't hinder the joint hypermobility of the endoskeletons. *Note: Freddy is an exception for his chest cavity.   

Covering the cables is a thick, cushiony layer of "skin". Skin is equipped with internal sensory pads that allow the animatronics to "feel". (As if these robots have feelings anyway.) Sensory pads also store heat from animatronics to create a lifelike warmth. *Note: If skin reaches a high heat, casing will start to melt. 

Eyes are made of hard acrylic plastic and fit inside socket ports. Correct eyes MUST be connected to correct animatronic as incorrect eyes could damage the socket port, resulting in faulty eye movement. You must also attach eyelids to eyes via adhesive near eyelashes. Teeth are made of metal with porcelain and can be detached and reattached. Correct teeth must connect to the jaw of the correct animatronic and glued to the adhesive inside the skin.

All animatronics are equipped with tear ducts. "Tears" are accumulated by excessive water in animatronic bodies from cooling and are stored in their "lacrimal glands". Animatronics can also produce "sweat" in their armpits and other areas with "apocrine glands". Like humans, sweat is scented but animatronics still be to clean and costumes need to be washed.

Freddy: Vanilla, Cocoa butter/Shea Butter, Almond; Warm scents that make you feel comfy (●ˇ∀ˇ●)

Chica: Strawberries, Kiwi, Watermelon; Energizing fruity scents fit for the Mazercise ヾ(≧ ▽ ≦)ゝ

Monty: Leather, Cedarwood, Caramel; A little moody, a little earthy, a little sweet ( *︾▽︾)

Roxanne: Jasmine, Cinnamon, Lilac; Elegant floral scents great for the salon (✿◡‿◡) 

Sun: Orange, Grapefruit, Sugar Cone; Fun citrusy scent matching the Sunnydrops ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

Moon: Black Current, Lavender, Chamomile Tea; Rich, calming scents to sleep to ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ 

DJMM: Coconut, Pineapple, Acai Berries; Tropical scents to vibe to. (～￣▽￣)～

Animatronic hair have to be attached AFTER head panel is closed securely to avoid hair pulling. Hair needs to be attached correctly to animatronic head. Hair must be well kept for all animatronics. 

Extra appendages (ie. Montgomery's tail, Roxanne's ears and tail, Freddy's ears.) must be attached after clothing is applied to animatronic. Appendages attach to specific sockets in the head and lower back.

*Note: While animatronics do not have any genitalia, mechanics have reported that inner wiring near naval area is considered sensitive and sensual to animatronic as they have said to take pleasure of wire exploration.

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Freddy: Cheek, Hand

He always finds it endearing when you give him a kiss on the cheek before a performance. It’s practically a part of the ritual; a few touch ups and the quick but heartfelt kiss on the kiss, complimented by affirmations. The hand are another region of intimacy, usually during causal times either after a show or a birthday party. 

Chica: Nose, Cheek

No surprise that she likes a kiss to the cheek, it’s only fair since she peppers you with her kisses. You kiss one cheek, you have to kiss the other. I mean - she’s got two very kissable cheeks you might as well kiss them both! The nose however, is different from what you thought. She’s built with a button nose so the moment you kissed it before a performance, she giggled like a school girl. (God she’s adorable☺️)

Monty: Neck, Mouth, Hand

Not in that order mind you! As in the previous kiss headcanons, he does genuinely like to neck area. Whether giving or receiving, he just finds it intimate. Too bad you can’t give him marks, you’ll sink your teeth into his wiring and fry something. The mouth is obvious. Before a performance, he’ll just steal one then head out. (He doesn’t want to get distracted 😏) Hands, specifically the back, are a surprise to you. Once when you went to his green room after hearing he had a blowout, you calmed him down on the semi-mutilated couch. A little kiss on the back of his hand as well as some comforting words just cooled him down. (But ran his endo hot afterwards)

Roxanne: Jaw, Forehead, Collarbone 

Ok…you two don’t really have a pre-performance ritual. You do however, have a post-performance ritual. Once the show’s over, you give her words of praise, comb her hair (not too much), and give her kisses on the forehead and the collarbone. She relishes in all of it. The jaw is more causal; once all the guests left and just you two, it’s a cuddle session followed by some kisses.

Sun: Cheek, Nose, Forehead 

He’s 8ft tall. The only way you can give him kisses is either he kneels or he carries you. (He doesn’t want you standing on the chairs in the daycare.) With that being said, the cheek is a go-to. It’s both quick and intimate. He just loves it! The nose is another one. You’ll only do it when he does something really cute. (Which is almost everytime) Forehead kisses are always followed by praises. He did the laundry? 💋. He cooked for you? 💋. He cleaned the house again?! 💋. He’s such a good boy.

Moon: Hand, Mouth

During nap time, cuddling in the corner would be hand kisses pressed on the back or the palm since the padding on his hands are pretty sensitive. Or if your feeling a little playful, surprising him with a kiss on the lips will conjure a flushed face and maybe a little "revenge" for catching him off guard.

*BONUS*

DJ Music Man: Arms, Neck, Jaw

Like Sun, he’s got to either kneel or carry you in his strong arms. Speaking of strong arms, he likes it when you pepper kisses along the arms. Doesn’t matter which one; he’ll even flex for you. (His arms puts Monty’s biceps to shame) The neck is a sensitive spot for him, so be prepared for some squirming. The jaw is more for casual times. Partying is exhausting, but nothing beats kisses on the jawline.

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🐻 Freddy 🐻: You took the day off yesterday to catch a break. (Treat yourself guys) Though coming back to the Pizzaplex wasn’t as nice you expected. For staters, the Glamrocks’ regularly scheduled performances weren’t regularly scheduled. Usually by the time you get there is when the Glamrocks would have their second performance. You would clock in and stand in the crowd, watching your favorite band. And your favorite band leader. 

Maybe they’re performing later? I mean you got there at the right time. Where were they? Where’s your big ol’ teddy bear of a boyfriend? 

“Thank GOD you’re here!” 

“Hey weren’t the Glamrocks supposed to on stage today?”

”Yeah they were, but Freddy got crushed by the lift and fell.” I’m sorry what? How?!

Whatever, none of the other mechanics either left or took the day off. You being here was like a miracle to everyone, that’s where all the praises came from. This means you and Fredbear have yourself a one-on-one. 

Parts & Services already inhabited the main man himself. Goodness, he look awful. The fake skin on his head was broken off and the inner wires were bent. One of his beautiful blue eyes was gone and his teeth were chipped. Luckily the skull was intact so he still had his motherboard. His torso had no skin on it, the gaping hole of his stomach hatch made him look gouged out. And it didn’t help that the wiring were flayed out like intestines. 

“Oh Freddy…” You mourned. “Don’t worry, I’ll fix everything.” He sadly can’t say anything since the wires to his voice box were disconnected. You started with the major damage, the abdomen by swapping the old hatch with a new one. Then reconnecting the wiring to the stomach and reapplying the skin onto his torso, sealing the body. A new eye was attached and a new layer of skin was applied. His arms and legs weren’t badly damaged, pieces of the skin were torn by that was an easy fix. You clean any extra dirt and grime off before powering him on. 

“…(Y/N)?”

”Morning honeybee. I’m glad I came in to work today. You gave me a fright.” 

“I am terribly sorry for making you worried. I know how much you love to watch us play in the afternoon.” (Good God Freddy why you this sweet 😭🤧) “Staff had to cancel all morning performances because of the incident.”

“Figures much. Can’t perform without the Freddy Fazbear on stage.” You gave him a kiss on the forehead. 

🐔 Chica 🐔: Work got you really distracted today that you had to eat lunch late. What made it worse was that you forgot to pack lunch. (It’s not your day today. 😔) You had money to buy yourself something, so you headed to the food court. Maybe you’ll have a lunch date with Chica. Lunch dates were always nice when the two of you had a break. Gossip, secrets and kisses would be exchanged in the corners like drugs from two addicts. 

Food in hand you head to your usual spot, waiting for your cute girlfriend to arrive and chat. 

…

She didn’t come.

Probably in her room shredding on her guitar. Yeah she’s a robot and she’s programmed to know advanced guitar skills, but it’s always so cool to watch her play. Maybe you’ll stop by there. You head to the trash bin, throwing away the excess food. Then you headed to the green room…actually, maybe a little treat for you and Chica wouldn’t hurt. 

You snuck into the pizza kitchen, trying to find any extra slices for the two of you. Until you hear the sound of screeching. What the hell was that? You did hear that the garbage disposal was broken down for some reason. Could be that, but you want to make sure. 

Trying to the get down to the garbage disposal was hard. Luckily, Moon’s known to wander around when on patrol, so secret passages and hidden compartments are nothing new for you when it comes to finding them. You were almost at the main dumpster when you found the reason behind it. 

Chica’s body was blocking it. And she was trying to get out.

It looked horrific, you thought it was an actual corpse. A screech emitted from Chica, the jaw mechanism was moving as if she was talking. A literally cry for help. Both eyes were rolled to the back of her crushed head. Her mouth was completely gone, the jaw was filled with gunk and garbage. Her once soft hands expose the sharp endoskeleton underneath. Your chickpea was in pain.

You dragged her out the garbage disposal and Parts & Services. Her legs were broken and disconnected from the main wiring so could stand up. Garbled static replied a thank you for your help. “You really need to stop dumpster diving.” You lectured. You hate it when she does this. A small distortion mewled an apology as you place her down. There was more gunk over her torso as her leotard was shredded along with the skin underneath. Her legs were dislocated and covered in more dried sludge. 

“Alright lovebird, I’m going to power you off and clean all this stuff up.” She garbled one more time before you shut her off. You started by stripping her naked and wetting a rag, wiping off the grime from her body. (You’re used to that.) Legs, thighs, privates, torso, breasts, arms and face. Once she was cleaned off, you threw out the destroyed voice box and reconnected it to her throat. After shaping the wiring to the endoskeleton, you remove the excess skin and replace it with new skin. Then replace the teeth and mouth sine her jaw functions still work. Finally you rolled her eyes back and strapped her leotard on. 

You booted her up. She stirred as if you woke her from a nap. “Wow that was quick. I’m all good as new!” She hugged you. “How’d you find me anyway?”

“The deal with the garbage disposal. It's been broken for a couple of hours." You answered. "You know, I thought you were in your green room so I was going to grab you some pizza as a treat."

"YOU WERE?!?!" 

"Well not anymore after today." You crossed your arms.

"What?! Come on gumdrop. I promise I won't eat any more garbage." Chica pleas. 

"Alright. I'm holding you to that."

🐊 Monty 🐊: Since you were finish with everything you needed, you were free to walk around the plex. Which is good, you had to deal with a lot already. Your lunch break isn’t until later and you didn’t feel hungry. Thing is, you didn’t want to get caught by anyone. If someone were to find you, they’ll give you something to do. You knew the perfect place to hide. 

The runways in Gator Golf.

You remember when Monty brought you up there for the first time. Says he goes here to get away from it all, helps him calm down a little. Well…besides you of course. Seeing Monty actually coolheaded is a rare sighting, there’s always a sense of aggression or brashness when around his bandmates, staff, or guests. To have someone “tame the beast” was like a blessing among all the staff. You’re thanked every day for it. Looking up at the runway, you remember your “date” with the Cajun, blushing after the flirting Monty gave you up in the rafters, his lax attitude making you feel all warm. A spicy~ kiss placed on your lips later onward.

Gator Golf was quiet. Usually it was, but this was an unnerving silence. You didn’t see Monty on the runways. There wasn’t any reports of him destroying anything, so he can’t be contained in his green room. And there wasn’t any performances going on. Where’s was your partner in crime? 

Walking along the golf course made you remember all those golfing dates you had together. He taught you how to putt, the lingo, etc. Of course he knows how to golf this well, quite the expert really. …ok maybe he gets salty about losing to you but you improved, that’s good! 

*blurb blurb*

Huh? The water rippled. Could be just air bubbles. 

*blurb blurb blurb*

Ok…there’s no jet streams or fountains in the course. You followed along the river, the water was dark due to the dim lighting. You know the janitors clean the bayou about once a month, so its murky nature wasn’t because of that. You swear if it’s just a piece of trash…

*Blurb Blurb Blurb Blurb*

*Broup*

Oh…my…god…

Monty’s body floats in the water like a corpse, face down and unmoving. 

You scarred. How didn’t anybody see this? Let alone hear him? You swear the staff here are all ignorant fucks. You wanted to drag Monty out of the water but you didn’t know if it was electrocuted by his wiring. Luckily he was slowly floating towards the edge, so you quickly grabbed him before you got shocked. 

Goodness…Monty looked awful. Half of the skin was torn off, revealing the inner skeleton and wiring. His left arm was loose, as if it was dislocated. The same could be said for his left leg. His clavicle and hip were broken. Even his jaw was in luxation. Judging by the injuries, he must of fallen off the runway, hit the ground and into the swamp. You can’t cry over losing his handsome face, you have to fix. So with all your might (and caution) you carried Monty to Parts & Services.

You were silently wishing that his endoskeleton wasn’t broken. Buying a complete replacement of it cost about $100,000. And you didn’t have the money to pay for just the skull. Ripping off the broken skin and pushing some of the inner wiring you inspected the endo. 

No severe damage. Thank god. 

You grabbed a rag and dried his body, removing the excess water from him. (If only you had a blow dryer) Then you tried to carefully relocate his collarbone. *POP* 

Oh my god OH my god!

Oh it’s ok. You popped his arm back into place and started readjusting the wiring to shape his body again. Moving to his jaw, you snapped it back into place. It’s unnerving easy how relocating parts of the endo is. His teeth were fine but you had to replace the left eye with a new one. Finally, you reapply a new set of skin to finish it off. 

You power him on.

”Mornin’ Gator.” 

He groans and rubs his head in pain. “Cher…?” Jesus Christ this man.

”Yeah it’s me. What the hell happened to ya?” You sit on his lap, hurt in your eyes. Monty grumbled, his word incoherent. “What?” You asked.

”One of the rafters was loose. My hand slipped off the railing…” He looked away. Jeez…you could imagine that fall. From that height? Yeesh…

”Well you’re all fixed now.” You peck his cheek. 

“Thanks Cher.” He returns the kiss.

🐺 Roxanne 🐺: It was a Monday today so not a lot of people came to the Pizzaplex. Which means today’s going to be a smooth day. Is what you would say if you didn’t get a message saying that Roxanne was being fussy and needs you to come to her room. 

Immediately. 

So you did. Obviously you didn’t want to see your girlfriend all mopey. Again. She probably needs a confidence boost, that’s all. You knew about Roxanne’s lack of self esteem way before you two started dating. You knew people like that. It’s just unlike them, you actually gave Roxy a chance. You always managed to find something incredible about her. The dexterity of her fingers over the keys, her charisma with crowds, the way she interacts with kids. Not to mention she is genuinely an attractive woman. 

Others say you’re being an ego booster for her, but you didn’t care. You liked Roxanne. You thought she was the coolest, just like all those cheesy advertisements say. Once after a few weeks, you two started to get attached, and soon after you were dating. You were glad to be consider “able to keep up with her” as you figure not a lot of people wouldn’t have the empathy that you have. To the staff, they’re robots. To you, they’re all people. 

And just like people, they have issues. 

 Making it to the front of Roxy’s door, you could hear crying. Goodness…she needs you…she needs you now. 

*Knock Knock*

”GO AWAY!!!” 

“Wolfie…it’s me.”

…

The door unlocks. 

Oh jeez it’s worst than you expected. 

Roxanne’s clothes were torn off as well as her skin, revealing the wiring underneath. Her arms were exposed as the wires fall off. What horrified you the most was her beautiful eyes were gone. It was as if there were black holes in her face. It didn’t help that oil leaked from her tear ducts. 

“(Y/-Y/N)…” She sobbed. 

The green room is completely destroyed. The couch’s cushions were ripped apart, leaving their stuffing all over the floor. The curtains with closed but portions of the bottom were torn. The walls were scratched and her vanity was broken. The mirror shattered into pieces. You maneuver around the glass to hold your girlfriend. 

“Hey hey I’m here.” You cooed. “How did this happen?” 

“One of the k-karts lost control…and hit me!” Damn karts. You would think the padding would stop any speeding karts. Guess not. Roxanne holds you tighter, you squirm under her exposed body. 

“Jeez…” You comb her frazzled hair. “How about I give you a personal repair?” You kissed her forehead. “And maybe afterwards, some cuddles?” 

She took a breath, calming herself down. “…ok.” 

Slowly, you two pick up from the floor of the destroyed greenroom. 

Quickly, you head straight down to Parts & Services. 

After giving Roxy one more word of affirmation, you shut her down. You remove the torn fabric of her clothes to access more of her body. Most of the wiring in her torso was completely gone, leaving a gaping hole in the middle. Luckily the endoskeleton didn’t break, but the amount of wiring needed to fix the problem was a lot… 

So you took the time to collect the wires needed, then plug them into the correct outlets and sockets, shaping them into Roxy’s body. You also reattach the wires on her arms and hands. Once the body was fully shaped, you attached her eyes back to her face, then removed the excess skin and applied a new layer. Her hair was a mess but you decided that a head massage would be a better gift. You powered Roxy on. 

“YOU FORGOT MY HAIR?!” 

“Relax wolfie, I thought a nice spa day would be better for you. You’ve been more stressed out lately, so I want to relieve you.” You kissed her temple.

Roxanne’s lips turned thin. She ponders for a bit before smiling. “I guess that’s not so bad. But you better scrub all this off." 

You promised.

☀️ Sun ☀️: Today was a rough day. Since once again the plex was understaffed, you had to double up on the work load. Cleaning up vomit, handling Karens, fixing the sound system in the arcade, helping the Glamrocks with their makeup (That was ok.), repairing STAFF bots, searching for a lost child. 

Yeah, it was exhausting.

So you thought after all that chaos, you would reward yourself with a visit to the daycare. It was close to closing, so most of the kids must’ve already left with their parents. Meaning you would have the rest of the time alone with your favorite twin brothers. Well maybe not Sun since he’s probably sleeping.

Sun, god did you love him.

Being the ever sweetheart he is, always checking in on you whenever you visit due to his stupid restrictions and early curfew. Thanking you for helping around in the daycare with Moon or just some causal arts & crafts together when you’re alone. Maybe even with a side of kissing, cuddles and praise. You loved his smile, his laugh, that bright, fun loving attitude, even his anxiety and worries; that’s how you know he truly loves and cares for you. Awww. Just thinking about him makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Knowing that he sleeping now makes you remember how you would read him bedtime stories or sing lullabies before he goes into rest mode for the next day. A sweet goodnight kiss to seal the night with as Sun “dreams”. He says he dreams; you’re not too sure how but he supposedly keeps a dream journal so you guess he does. 

Your arrival to the daycare presented you with a familiar lunar android climbing the netting of one of the play structures through the glass. As if he’s looking for something inside. Sun wasn’t in sight so you thought they were playing tag or hide and seek. The brothers weren’t competitive, but usually the game ends with tickle fights. Mainly on Sun but hey, Moon can be pretty fast. You knocked on the tall Lincoln Log doors. 

*Knock Knock*  

One of the doors open slightly as a hand latches on to you and quickly pulls you inside. Moon, as if he somehow acquired instant transmission, calms his grip on your forearm and holds your hand. “I’m glad you’re here, starlight.” Moon smiles softly. “Apologies for grabbing your arm like that.”

“Well you’re forgiven, but why the fuss Mr. Sandman?” You liked using that nickname for Moon. Reminds you of the song. Both the one from the Chordettes and the one from Metallica. 

“Sun.”

”Isn’t he sleeping in your room?”

”No, he’s hiding in that play structure.” He pointed to the one he was searching around. “I tried to get him out, but…” He sighed. “He wanted to “wait” for you to come here.”

”What happened?” You started to get worried.

”Parts of him torn up from the children today. And he completely missed the jump from the balcony.” Moon stated bluntly. “Luckily, that happened at the end of the day. But once the children left, Sun hid himself in the play structure.” 

Oh dear. Today must’ve been rough for Sun as well. Children are known to be rambunctious, but not that destructive. You would have totally helped if it wasn’t for half of the staff leaving on a busy day. There must’ve been a lot more kids here than usual today. You walked around the perimeter of the play structure, trying to find your little ray of sunshine. Well, you see a dark shadow; a blob if you will. The sound of sobbing can be heard from the blob. 

Yeah, that’s him.

You went back to the tube slide, a hand slightly drumming it to signal your presence. 

“Sunny~.” You called out. “I’m here~.”

“S-Sunshine…?!” You see a set of spindly fingers clutch a portion of netting. A single glowing white eye gleams from the dark.

“Hi sweetheart.” You smiled. The sound of scrambling from the play structure startled you. A surprised face emerged from the tube slide. Well, half a face. You crouch down to meet his eyes, but Sun cowers as he crawls away from the exit. 

“I heard you got hurt today.” 

Sun didn’t respond. 

“Do you want me to fix your boo-boos?” 

…He nodded.

”Well you’re going have to come out from the slide if I need to fix.” You cooed.

Sun slowly crawled out the slide. Looking up at you with a single white eye since the other was gone. His entire mouth was ripped off, revealing clenched teeth. Portions of his skin was flaky and coming off. With one hand he holds himself up as he tries to balance on one foot. The other leg was ripped from the clothing, skin, and foot. His left arm was severed and a piece of his torso chipped off. He tripped but you and Moon caught him. 

“I-I…I wanted you to come. B-But I d-d-d-d-d-didn’t want to scare you.” He glitched.

“There there.” You rubbed his back. “You could never scare me, Sunny. You’re too cute for that.” You nuzzle into the crook of his neck. 

“I told you they wouldn’t be afraid of you.” Moon commented. With both your help, you straighten Sun upright. His remaining arm hooked around shoulder as you walk him down to Parts & Services. 

Sun never liked Parts & Services like a child in the doctor’s office. You luckily calmed him down after all the rambling he let out. Squeezing his hand, kissing his temples, giving him praise. Without real lips, he can’t kiss back. And with jammed jaw functions, he can’t speak loudly enough. Before you shut him down fully, Sun lets you know about how his jaw will clamp shut after you open it. And if you can hold his hand during the procedure. You said yes and took precautions. 

Besides his foot and hand, which was very concerning, he wasn’t too bad. Removing his clothes, you had the unplug the wires to transfer them into a replacement endo. Thank goodness the company bought extra endos. You hauled the lanky, heavy skeleton over and started to shape Sun’s body. 

Oh shoot! You almost forgot his code. Can’t have all his memories wiped. Popping open the skull, you imported Sun’s code to the nearby computer as a place holder. 

Finishing the wire shaping, you apply a new layer of skin over the body. Since it’s a new endo, the jaw functions work properly. All you have to do is attach the teeth, eyes, code and new clothes.

You power him on.

”Oh thank you thank you thank you sunshine!” Sun squeezed a hug as he nuzzles into the crook of your neck. You gently rubbed his back. 

“Aw. No problem sweetie.” You smile as you pull away from him. “I know you’re not tired, but do you want to cuddle with me and Moon?” 

“Oh yes! That would be lovely sunshine.”

🌑 Moon 🌑: Nightfall. Your second job begins. Security wasn’t something you thought you do since you were always more technologically inclined, hence why you’re one of the mechanics. But hey, your manager offered you another job because one security guard already quit and you wouldn’t mind a second job.  Which leads you to here, walking around a dimly lit mall with nothing but a flashlight and a taser. 

Well, at least you can stay with your favorite animatronics longer. 

Freddy, Chica, Monty, Roxy, Sun, Moon.

Moon…You wonder where he is. Usually, this is the time where he would surveillance along with you. Perhaps he’s hidden in the darkness, waiting to scare you from above. The wire doesn’t attach to the main lobby but sometimes Moon climbs along the railings of the ceiling. You never get tired of his little pranks. Before, he would scare you away to make you quit. You can’t blame his wariness for humans, after everything he told you about how the staff disrespected both him and his brother. You would to if all your “coworkers” never gave you a damn with anything. 

Of course when you came along and helped the twins clean the daycare, things changed. One thing being Moon’s approach to you; a calmer, less hostile attitude whenever you visited. A later translation of how he enjoyed your company. Soon you find little handcrafted gifts at the work desk of the daycare. A note, drawing, a bracelet, a dreamcatcher. And after that, sneaking into the daycare to cuddle with Moon while the children, and Sun, are asleep. Maybe a little confession was made in between the cozy chasms of a pillow fort one day ago. What a lovely date it was.

*skitter skitter*

What was that?

*screee…*

The sound of metal startled you. You flashed your light, your hand shaking slightly. It has to be Moon. He’s just trying to scare you. All good fun right? Your breath quicken a little. Shining the light near a corner, you saw a shadow slink back. Could it be a raccoon? 

*tick tick tick*

The light shined further into the dark until…a single red eye bores down to you. 

That’s no raccoon. 

Slowly, you raised your flashlight towards it. A gnarled hand covered its one eye as it cowed. You couldn’t see anything else, but you exactly knew who it was. 

“Moon?” You question. 

…

*tick tick tick*

The sound of metal clicking alerted you. You moved the light away from him, but just enough for you to see. Once your friend got closer, the details got clearer…and horrifying. 

Half of Moon’s face was torn off, the skin peeling away like dry paint. His right eye was completely gone as the skull underneath was exposed. An upper part of the torso was broken and exposed. The skin casing of both arms was removed with his right hand gone from his arm. Through the light, you realize that Moon was crawling towards you, but it was due to a missing left foot. The poor dear. 

But what horrified you the most was the fact that his lower jaw was ripped off. 

Hence why he wasn’t talking. 

You could see his voice box was attached, but the usual jaw functions of the endo weren’t working. You crouched down to your lunar-themed android and held his face. (Is it really a face?) “Moonbeam what happened?” You knew he could speak but you were too hurt. All he did was lean into your touch. Good god…

”Here let me help you up.” You try to stand Moon upright. He struggled, must’ve lost connection in his legs. Doesn’t matter, even if his 8ft body was crushing on you, you’re gonna drag him down to Parts & Services. With a flimsy arm around your shoulder, you both start your journey. You can hear a faint “thank you” coming from Moon, or maybe your mind was playing tricks on you.

Down in Parts & Services, you lie Moon down. His singular eye was unmoving, must be in rest mode. That won’t stop him from feeling the pain, so you completely shut him down. You grab an extra usb to upload Moon memories into the computer. Good thing the electricity was still on; you didn’t want to find the fuse box in the dark with a heavy animatronic in hand. You removed Moon’s tattered clothes and skin, exposing the inner wiring. You need to replace his endoskeleton since fixing the old one would cost you. Just grabbing the wiring is necessary for the body structure. And they’re not replaceable…

Unplugging all the wires, you dragged the old endoskeleton out and threw away the torn costumes. New endos hid in the nearby closet like skeletons as in the common metaphor. Since the twins had the same endo, you just found one tall, lanky skeleton and hobbled on back to the operating table. You imported the code to the new endo while you attach the wiring back to shape his body. Since every new endo already has the eyes and jaw, you won’t have to worry fixing it. Finally, you added the new layer of skin and new clothes for your darling Moonshine.

You powered him on.

Moon rubbed his eyes as if he fell asleep for 100 years.

”Good morning sleeping beauty.” You teased. 

“Shouldn’t you be home by now?” He asked.

”Well I couldn’t since a certain someone was completely broken. How that happened by the way?” Moon looked away. What’s there to be ashamed of? “Well?”

”Fell.”

“Off of what?” He pointed upward. “Oh…Makes sense.” You nodded.

“I think your shift’s over starlight.” He’s right. You got to get home. You kissed his temple and rushed out of Parts & Services.

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As the original post said, this AU is inspired by an anime called K-ON, which is about four girls who are in a club/band called the Light Music Club and go through the hijinks of high school. A real slice-of-life anime with good vibes and heartwarming characters. 

Now for this AU, it’s going to be based in American High School format. (I tried searching up Japan High School Format and it wasn’t working 😔) The Glamrocks are all together in their own band; not a club, a band. In the first episode of K-ON, Ritsu and Mio (two of the four main characters) originally start the revival the club with Ritsu dragging Mio into it and later Mugi (another character). For this AU, Chica creates the idea of starting a band with Freddy. (They’re childhood friends like Ritsu and Mio.) Freddy, of course being the straight man, says they need some more members for the band. 

That’s where Roxanne and Monty come in.

Both need an art credit to graduate high school (Just like mine) But they don’t want to do an art class nor theatre. So they chose music. (Roxy and Monty don’t know each other at all. They just so happen to have the same problem.) Once they found the band, both immediately joined. 

And just like that, the Glamrocks were born. (Yay!)

Ok, so what about the twins? 

Well the twins aren’t worried about an art credit nor are they really music inclined. They’re already in theatre. 

And Sun is in 700 other clubs so he has no time for that. 

However, he and Freddy are good friends. 

And Moon…knows Monty. 

So both twins are in charge of backstage decorations, costumes, lighting (heh heh 😏), all that stuff.  

And DJ?

DJ is the Glamrocks supervisor. In the anime, the club needed a supervisor in order to be even called a club. Ms. Sawako Yamanaka becomes the Light Music Club’s supervisor as she was a previous member when she was in high school. DJ is the music teacher at the school but when he was in his high school years he was an actual dj for parties and concerts, so obviously when he heard about the band he stepped right in. 

What about Bonnie?

Oh no he’s dead. Yeah terrible car accident. He, Freddy and Chica were all friends since grade school. It was during the last year of middle school when Bonnie died. Freddy and Chica miss him a lot.

Is this going to be an x reader story?

Yes…and no. You are the newest student in school. You’re not in the band since you can’t sing or play an instrument. You’re a good drawer though, so you would make the posters for upcoming concerts and stuff. And that also means you gonna have an art credit. (Y/N) will be treated as Azusa, an undergraduate student who joins the Light Music Club later on in season two. That also means the Glamrocks and the Twins are older and gonna graduate earlier than you so sad times 😢.

That’s all I have for now. Take care y’all!

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🐻 He seems less of a handler and more of a friend to you. Somehow he manages be at the right place at the right times. Every morning when he clocks in, he tells you good morning followed by some small talk about his day and the outside world. You were always wanted to understand what it was like; even with Freddy’s explanations it didn’t really help.

🐻You always find Freddy in the crowd when you perform. Well not in the crowd, but somewhere in the vacant corners. Smiling along side you. A post-performance ritual contains of compliments and sometimes a little lunch date between the two of you

🐻It’s always sad to see him go. Especially the fact that he leaves early in the day. It wouldn’t be as easy to sneak out the plex with him. Perhaps if he doubles back during the night. You tell him your little escape plan and all he does is chuckle at your silliness. But it’s not silly! You’re dead serious. “I can’t just take you home. The higher-ups would think you were stolen.” You didn’t care. You wanted to go home with Freddy! “Forgive me, but I have to go.” One day, one day you’ll leave. With Freddy in hand.

🐔Chica spoils you. Maybe a little too much. But that’s how you learned about human things. Like taste and smell and other interesting human senses. She gave you some chocolates one time after a performance. That lead to you getting an emergency cleaning and Chica a warning about feeding you anything.

🐔Pre-performance rituals include final makeup touches with praise and reassurance when you’re feeling nervous. A quick kiss on the lips and hug from her before you get lightly pushed out your greenroom. Chica was always your personal cheerleader. You loved hearing whatever random cheer that came from her brain before you head on stage. 

🐔Sometimes she’ll sneak off from her work to see you on stage. White hair in a sea of blondes, brunettes and other colors is easy to spot. A little wave emitted from her trying to hide in the crowd. 

🐔Once the performance was over, you’ll meet her down the stage. She’ll compliment your performance as you walk either to your green room or the food court if she’s on her lunch break. It’s always nice to wander around the plex, especially with someone who usually gets lost.

🐔It was with her that you learned about traveling to other countries. How she went to Japan and Peru and Spain and Germany and all these other places you can find on a map. Those chocolates that gunned up your system were actually from France. It was fairly expensive. No wonder Chica has two jobs. “I wish I could bring you along to my next trip. But I can’t stuff you into a suitcase! If only TSA couldn’t detect the metal in the endoskeleton.” She huffed. You laughed, but it did make you somber. A trip out of the country. The sights. The sounds. The flavors. You wanted it all. All with your girlfriend. But security might think you’re a bomb and dismantle you before you know it. A date for two destroyed like a plane crash.

🐊 For someone like Monty to be a mechanic, it was like an germaphobe working for sanitation. Hateful but he’ll get paid in the end. Monty came into the job of a mechanic with pre-spite over the rise of AI and automation. The main concern being the loss of common jobs. Monty hasn’t had the best time with his life yet. And he pours all that on you. Any chance you take a trip down to Parts & Services, Monty would grumble. Your presence annoys him every time. What did you do? Nothing! Nothing but exist.

🐊Don’t worry, he calms down once you two actually have a chat. It started when you had enough with his attitude. Once you snapped at him, he snapped back twice as hard, objectifying you. It hit harder than you thought. You always consider yourself human, more human than others. And it wasn’t some random flex you had. It was your identity. But after that day, something inside Monty sparked. 

🐊It was a real Enemies to Lovers story. A trip to Parts & Services now consists of playful banter, nothing hateful about personification or derogatory any more. Maybe you’ll argue like an old married couple in your green room, but it usually ends in sexual tension between you and him. Sexual tension that begins at the worst possible times. How many times did you almost get caught fucking each other? 🤔. Whatever, you two had fun.

🐊”You don’t get a break, do you Cher?” 

“What do you mean?” 

“When was the last time you had free time? Fresh air y’know?” 

Does he know who he’s talking to? As if an animatronic had anytime time alone. Especially in a place of children’s entertainment. You charge. But you don’t sleep. Rest mode doesn’t count. “Now that I think about it…no.” You responded solemnly. Monty adjusted your position on the couch, holding you closer to him. Your head rest on his chest, the heartbeat syncs with the ticking clock. It’s almost time for him to go. 

“Wanna head out? There’s space in the back for you.”

”In the car trunk?”

”In the back seat. ‘Course if you can’t fit I’ll make space for you doll.”

You snort. He says he will. Honest! You shake your head. Security will stop you the moment you get to the doors. They’ll Decommission you and probably arrest him. You didn’t want to risk it. You denied the offer as the clock struck. Monty huffed but kissed you goodnight. He was serious, but he understood what you meant. If only it were that easy.

🐺No matter how much she played it off, Roxanne was a huge nerd for engineering. The moment you mentioned if she wanted to know how your joints function underneath all the wiring, she became giddy. But if you say anything about it, she will dismantle you. You promised!

🐺Having Roxy as a mechanic was always relaxing. Any juicy gossip about the other staff members would be spilled to you. You keep a secret tab about everything that happens. Good for blackmailing. That’s something you learned from Roxy as well as gaslighting. You’ve gotten good at it. Yeah, she’s not a good influence, but as if an animatronic was supposed to be good.  

🐺You also act as a shoulder to cry on. Roxy’s crippling mental health and lack of self esteem was like she’s suffering from a terminal disease. Small moments in time when she just felt like collapsing on the floor, crying rivers of tears. You of course, having empathy, always come running to her aid. Reassure, praise, pure love. You will stay here forever until she’s better.

🐺Having said that, the pain of her leaving is similar to waking up during surgery; aching. And does it have to be right in the chest?! You want to see her old car shop, the one that was bustling before the taxes caught up. Feeling the nostalgia of someone else’s life. The joy that once your talented girlfriend felt before. You asked her if she can build something to bypass the sensors or hacked the security system or something! Anything! “I’ll think of something . Once I’m done with this place, I’ll bust you out of here.” You’d loved that.

☀️You loved him. Sweet motherboard of the stars did you love him. Sun had always been so kind and caring, patient to deal with parents and kids, that optimistic and charming smile of his could instantly make the rudest of clients nicer. And he had been so good with the kids, energetic and cheerful, always putting on puppet shows or stories or games to keep the children entertained. And even after a long day, he would clean the Daycare for you. You questioned if he was an animatronic, because he was surely programmed for childcare. He chuckled and says his parents taught him right. That’s all.

☀️What’s better than having him as a coworker? Having him as a handler. Morning routine consist of a big hug from Sun. He’s tall but you’re taller. So be prepared to spin lightweight body him around. You try not to snap him into two with your strength. You nuzzle into the crook of his neck and kiss him. Ok now you can start the day ☺️.

☀️Once the chaos dies down, you would find a way to relax. Whether it’s arts & crafts, cleaning together, or just cuddling. Sun’s a pretty good artist, even when he doesn’t try hard it still you good. You kept this one drawing of you and him outside in a field of flowers holding hands. Hearts of all colors surround you two. Oh how wonderful would that be; frolicking under the warm sun. Maybe you two could make flower crowns for each. And then lie in the soft grass, watching the clouds go by.

☀️You two were hiding in the play structure, lanky arms and legs wrapped around each other. As said before, Sun’s tall. But your body encompasses his every time, making him the little spoon when it comes to cuddles. Sun’s slow breathing flows through your shoulder as you rub his head like soothing a child. He was rather calm, probably because today was extremely tiring. You want to say like this forever. 

But he leaves early. 

Actually he was supposed to leave at little earlier. 

You didn’t care, you wanted him to stay. To hold you, to hold praise you, to kiss you. Even he wants to stay. It’s cozy and warm and he gets to be with his favorite person. Well besides Moon but he’s his brother so that doesn’t count. He even made a space for himself in your room. An inflatable mattress with some pillows and blankets. Perfect! Sadly, sleepovers don’t work out as much as you wanted. The same could be said for now. 

“Oh jeez the time! I’m sorry starlight but I have to get going.”

”Please, just five more minutes.”

”Aw I wish I could, but it’s getting really late. Moon’s probably waiting for me at the doors.”

No. No! You grab onto his torso once more. The weight almost crushing him. You’re clingy, but so is he. It takes one to know one. “Oh sweetheart, I know it’s heartbreaking. I’ll be back tomorrow though. You’ll have the whole day with me!” 

One day isn’t enough! You protested against this eviction.

But he promises he’ll stay with you. 

Promises; he never breaks those.

“Ok…” You let Sun go. He happily peppers you with kisses before crawling out the play structure. Leaving you alone in dark.

🌑Such a charmer isn’t he? The moment you’re in Parts & Services, the moment a side of him activates. Moon turns into this sarcastic but sweet butler you never asked for but secretly wanted. A kiss to the hand and soft smile between his lips. At your service dear.

🌑Moon’s probably the most gentle mechanic there ever was. Having his hands maneuver around your wiring, gently rubbing your joints. Is this what humans call a massage? He says sort of. Humans don’t really dig into each other’s organs like this. Maybe one day he’ll give you a proper massage. You were counting on it. 

🌑The thing with Moon was that he works extremely late, leaving the plex at the darkest hours. Which is good. If he wasn’t a mechanic. You stay in the daycare for hours. Which means you rarely get to leave past those doors. For you and Moon to be at the same place in the same time is like aligning the planets together. 

Well…there are some surprise visits.

The lights were off in the daycare one night. You didn’t even hear the doors creak open when Moon came in. Only the sound of a candy wrapper was what alerted you. He leaned back on the double doors, cherry lollipop in his mouth and a glint in his eye. You didn’t think he’d be here. And so late too. 

“What’s got you so sad?”

”What?”

”That look on your face. You’re upset.” 

…How’d he know?

“Thought me showing up would cheer you up, not make you sad.” You told him it isn’t that. You were just daydreaming. About what? The stars. You always to stargaze as humans called it. Moon wrapped his arms around your waist, his dark blue eyes poured into yours. A hum emitted from him. “You could always just tell me. I would mind stealing you away~.” A sharp smile grew on his face. You chuckled and shook your head. It wouldn’t be necessary. Where would he even hide you? Under his bed. Wouldn’t that be a little cramped. It’s better than the closet. That is true. “You were thinking about it.” Yeah yeah. But you thought it’s better to leave things the way they are. A troublemaker could only get into so much trouble.

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🎧As said in the general headcanons, DJ’s “main arms are covered with inner wiring and skin, making them look muscular. The extra four are not covered in skin and wires (because the designers thought it would freak people out of he looked like he had six arms attached to his body.) The four arms are connected by battery sized port that’s rooted into DJ’s back. It’s sensitive.

And it’s not covered by any skin.

Why? Fazco’s dumbfuckery. 

So be careful when you hug him. Aim for his lower back so you don’t touch the pack. 

🎶There was a concert at the Fazcade until he stop it after seeing someone getting harassed. Security immediately came to take the harasser away and the party started again. Assault is not allowed on the dance floor.

🕷️He doesn’t have a room (Damn Fazco! *shakes fist in the air*) so he lives in the tunnels. Either him or the little music men scavenge for random stuff left over from the day. Sometimes Moon brings a gift or two to him when he visits. 

🎧Speaking of Moon, the two are good friends. Ever since Moon helped a poor little music man that was stuck in a hole, DJ’s respect and trust for him increased. The little music men love Moon now and DJ got a new friend. Both would hang from the ceiling in the tunnels, chatting for a bit. If Moon needed a little extra help on lullabies, the two would brainstorm. The little music men acting as their audience.

🎶And speaking of the little music men, they are not human. They look like the regular design from the game. Why do they follow DJ if they don’t really look alike? ‘Cuz he’s a cool dude 😎. Anyways, the music men like to explore through the plex, finding random stuff and bringing it back to DJ. If you’re ever in trouble, they would crash their cymbals together to alert the main man, to which he goes through the tunnels to find you. He loves the music men and so do they. 

🕷️A date would probably be either some sort of underground club or arcade. Imagine this man, with all six of his arms playing six different games at once. While you two brawl in some fighting game, he already has the highest score in PAC-MAN, Galactica, Donkey Kong, and some random 9-year old in air hockey. 

🎧He doesn’t get very jealous, maybe blasting some weird song loudly to ward off the potential threat…but if he hears that you’re getting harassed, the shades come off and he’ll glare at the attacker before walking you out of there.

🎶Very comforting. Will rub your back if you’re in need of affection. His voice is very soothing and somehow always has the right thing to say. He’ll also offer you a free personal love show. Just for you! 

🕷️VA headcanon: Either Zeno Robinson in his role of Deejay in Street Fighter 6 or Rich Brown in his role of Big Band in Skullgirls.

*Bonus Non-Human DJMM headcanon:

I know usually people depict DJ being mute and having to use sign language to communicate (which I’m not saying I don’t like it but it’s a little repetitive. And hard to write.)

Other authors and writers have described him as having a deep, baritone voice or some AI generated male voice, which is fine but generic. 

I personally headcanon that DJ would communicate how Bumblebee (yes the one from Transformers) would talk. By using snippets of songs and forming sentences with them. Like he’ll say “yeah” but use the one from Ariana Grande’s “God is a Woman” (or some other song where she just says yeah) Or Lionel Richie’s “Hello” just to say hello. 

“No DJ. I can’t stay here, I got to get home.”

“I'm beggin', beggin' you~” [Beggin’ by Måneskin]

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🐰Definitely headcanon that he’s got a bit of a southern accent. Or at the very least uses some country slang. 

💜Very flirty, but it comes off as cheesy. He’ll lean on the wall as he recite some random romantic monologue, until falls over; perhaps because said wall wasn’t even there in the first place. Depending on where it happens, he might either apologize and walk away or get back up and try again. 

🐰Will definitely teach you some bowling tips and tricks. Maybe afterwards give you one of those bowling jerseys. (Is it a jersey?)

💜Likes to be kissed on the cheek, jaw, anywhere on the face really. He is also one for PDA sometimes. Just a simple kiss on the cheek would suffice. Got to keep it work-friendly you know.

🐰Sometimes his fans get in the way- like you two would be hanging out and a group of teens would come up randomly telling him how much they love him- like of course you don’t mind! And he doesn’t either!… at least that what he thinks 💀 he gets a bit annoyed but masks it very well!

💜knows magic tricks, the niche ones. Like making a coin appear from behind your ear, or something else! He loves seeing your stunned face! It’s adorable to him he can’t help it!

🐰I say his personality is chill but also stubborn and a little teasing. Like that older brother you have that you tease with, but once someone insults you the aggressive side comes out. (A confident bastard/smartass if you will)

💜Petnames for him would be Bunny, Honeybun or Thumper. Petnames for you would be sweetheart/sweetie/sweet cheeks or darling.

🐰Will thump his foot. Consider it a stim for when you cover him in kisses or he sees you with someone else. (Cough Monty Cough Cough, oof something got stuck in my throat.) Also is prone to have baby fever. (He is representing a rabbit)

💜Has this weird connection with the wet floor bots. One day while heading back to his green room, one of the little bots was in the trash. The poor thing couldn’t get out so Bonnie rescued it. Few days later, the same wet floor bot was outside his green room, and a little gum wrapper folded into a heart on the floor in front of it. Coincidence? I THINK NOT!!!

Hot Take: I don’t really like Bonnie of any kind. Hence why I described him a little less attractive than the others.

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Chica is an advocate of all kinds of weird food combinations, especially pineapple on pizza. The only one she hates is milk before cereal. “The cereal would get soggy faster.”(PREACH!!!)

In my AU, Sun and Moon were the same animatronic. Yes, same mechanic with one transforming into the other via light exposure. Besides the clothes changing color, Sun’s skin would turn paler and the freckles would disappear as he turned into Moon. The coolest thing was the hair would also grow longer and change color as well. Though when Moon reverts back to Sun, the excess hair would fall off, leaving Sun to clean it. Another thing was that it hurt like hell. Swapping really cause both brothers lots of pain. Every time Sun had to switch for nap time, he had to go to his room and scream into a pillow in agony while transforming into Moon to not scare the kids. And vice versa.

When you made the twins separate bodies, the two would bicker about who’s the “older” twin. Even though they were technically born the same day. 

“I’m obviously the older one.”

“Nuh uh! I woke up before you did, so that’s means I’m older.” Sun woke up during the separation process but you forced him back to sleep.

”I don’t that counts.”

I like to think that each animatronic has a lot of random facts or knowledge about some topics. Like Chica knows about what stretches and exercises help what muscles. Monty, obviously, has knowledge about golf, but also fun facts about rock bands over the years. Roxy has knowledge about mechanical engineering, cars, and fashion history. DJ has music history. Freddy, Sun and Moon all just have general knowledge that they just say randomly. 

“Did you know that your brain is constantly eating itself?”

”Freddy…of all that fun facts…” You were scarred that day.

Monty may not have a good relationship with Moon, but he does with Sun. Which is strange considering the childish behavior Sun emits sometimes would’ve steered him away. It was one day when Monty needed a place to stay since he trashed his room again. The daycare doors were opened as the lights were on. Monty kinda waltz in there before Sun properly welcomed him. After that they chatted for a bit, which made Monty surprised by how mature Sun is. He really thought he wasn’t gonna understand anything he ranted about but Sun took it in emphatically. In the end, Monty left with a new friend and an origami frog made out of a ten dollar bill. 

Chica’s great at both rollerskating and skateboarding. Idk why she just is. 

Monty was jealous of Bonnie back then. Actually, he was jealous of the whole band. When he was born (built created idk), the Glamrocks were the hottest thing in the plex. Gator golf had very little people coming in even though it was a new attraction. He really did want the attention they had. 

The thing is…Bonnie’s known to be aggressive. So him coming to Gator Golf with an aura like that, Monty had to defend himself one way or another.

To this day he’s still mad about the rumors floating around about his “murder”, how he decommissioned a beloved animatronic because of “primal rage” and “envy”. Only one of those things were true, but wasn’t the motive behind it.

Foxy and Roxy shared a father-daughter relationship when he was around. Sure the main three mourned over his decommissioning, but Roxy was incredibly hurt. Foxy made her loved children the way she does now and set her straight when those doubts kicked in. One that day, she lost the one person who motivated her to be a kinder. Sometimes she recites the words Foxy used to say to her to herself silently. 

Now truly, I believe Eclipse was the first daycare attendant before Sun and Moon were even theater bots. Eclipse did the standard things for the daycare; lunch time, naptime, etc. while Sun and Moon, who came later on after the company realized how many children come to the daycare, would entertain them when they would go to the theater. A little thing they had were anger issues, or rather, just little anger spurts, usually formed from abusive parents child live with or careless human attendants who really don’t care. And when they’re angry, ooo boy…they’re angry. Angry enough to snap a broom in half. Twice. 

I also believe Eclipse wanted to be decommissioned via due to knowing the horrible secrets of the missing children and not wanting to live with that. Sun and Moon didn’t know them well enough, but it was too late.

DJ was kinda oblivious to romantic advances. The moment you told him he was hot was when he realized it. 

A bit self-indulgent, but you, reader/(y/n), have entomophobia. One day you were hanging out with DJ in the tunnels, literally hanging around, when suddenly you felt something crawl on you. Screaming and panicking, you thought it was a bug. You were right! Kinda…it was a music man. Though your fight-or-flight response was to curl up to DJ and tell him to kill it. 

“Woah relax (Y/N), he’s cool.”

”Huh?”

And that was how DJ introduced you to the music men.

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🦊Obviously Foxy works in the Pirate Cove, but sometimes he’s found walking around the Plex like an old man.

🏴‍☠️Speaking of old man, Foxy’s appearance usually comes with nicknames like “gramps” or children sitting on his lap and telling them stories. Not to mention the how easily tired he gets. 

🦊Constantly sneaks off his assigned stage to hang out with you. He knows all the best hang-out spots in the 'Plex. And his hook is very handy for getting into "other" areas. He doesn't do this for everyone, y'know--but he supposes that he can make an exception for you!

🏴‍☠️Another chill animatronic like Bonnie, but not a lot of snarking like him. He admits he’s lazy, but he’ll put all his energy on kids that come to him. Says that he only likes to run when he absolutely has to, alright?

🦊Wants people to respect his privacy. His greenroom is the cove, meaning that he gets such limited space. He loves his little hideout and will only allow you inside a handful of times. It’s his personal space, y'know? And it doesn’t have any cameras either so it makes him feel at peace.

🏴‍☠️As said in the previous headcanons, he and Roxy shared a father-daughter relationship. It was during the first year of her creation where Roxy kinda developed a bitterness for humans. One day, Foxy wandered around Plex again, stumbling into Roxy Raceway. To where he was met with a mechanic currently occupied with a kart. Foxy’s “old geezer” personality asked what’s she’s working on which led to a remark filled with impatience and frustration, shooing him away and back to whence he came and such. ‘Course that led to a spark of persistence. 

🦊Foxy invited Roxy to a birthday party in the Pirate Cove where he wanted to at least show her some patience. For 3 whole hours, Roxy was "Captain Foxy's First Mate". And she loved it. 

"I'm never doing this again."

🏴‍☠️At least Roxy was nice enough to spend time with him by teaching him some things about the karts and the raceway. 

🦊He was the first animatronic to be decommissioned. Due to some sort of error in his code, Foxy supposedly beat an employee to death with his prosthetic leg. It was a sorrowful day. For the original three and Roxy.

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🐻Freddy: Paladin, Templar and/or Knight

🐔Chica: Morpher, Blue Mage, and/or Chef

🐊Monty: Beserker, Barbarian, and/or Warlord

🐺Roxanne: Assassin, Swashbuckler (Probably mentored by Foxy), and/or Sword Master

🌞Sun: (Arcane) Trickster and/or Jester

🌚Moon: (Arcane) Trickster and/or Shadow Walker

*BONUS*

🕷️DJMM: Bard, Summoner, and/or Exotic Dancer

🐰Bonnie: Huntsman, Explorer and/or Ranger/Archer

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Freddy x Reader:

Chica x Reader:

Monty x Reader

Roxanne x Reader

Sun x Reader

Moon x Reader

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Sylvester 

Age: 41

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Ethnicity: Puerto Rican

Sexuality: Straight

• Short brown hair
• 6’2
• Brown eyes
• Got some scruff
• Quite muscular (my man goes to the gym 💪)

Description:

Sylvester is your sage like character, wise and knowledgeable and all the shit. In this AU, he’s worked at other Fazbear Entertainment Locations, the most recent being Circus Baby’s Pizza World (yes sister location 😒). He was hired at the Pizzaplex since the very beginning, meaning he was there when Bonnie was alive (or commissioned idk), he was there when Foxy was alive and he was there when Eclipse was the original daycare attendant. Bonnie was his favorite animatronic as a child, so when he was “decommissioned”, he collected as much memorabilia as possible. Anything with Fazbear Entertainment he’s probably been through ever since he was a child and his parents took him the Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria for a birthday. He survived (thank the Lord 🙏) but somehow he always ends up back one way or another. 

Claire

Age: 22

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Ethnicity: American but has a Polish and Finnish heritage 

Sexuality: Straight

• Medium length dark brown hair 
• Brown eyes with prescription glasses 
• 5’5

Description:

In this AU, Claire’s your bestie. Your anxiety-ridden, overcompensating but reliable bestie. You too have been best friends since freshman year of high school. (Yeah, that long) Classical case of new girl who constantly moves [Claire] and makes a friend [(Y/N)]. She’s also in denial about find a guy for her since her anxiety ridden ass can’t take it anymore. You try to help. This is her first job in any Fazbear Entertainment Enterprise ever, so she is wary about the animatronics, especially since they both look and act like real humans.

Lorelei

Age: 22

Gender: Female (She/They) pronouns though

Ethnicity: Filipino

Sexuality: Pansexual

• Medium length dark brown hair with dyed lime green highlights 
• Brown eyes but wears contact lenses 
• 5’3
• Short & Stout

Description:

Emo/Goth girl with loyalty and a good heart. Only here because they need the money. Bit of a smart ass sometimes; if someone’s messing with you, she’ll put them down with ease. Most of the time they don’t give two fucks. Has an older brother. In this AU she really is a side character, so not much would be said. 

Benison 

Age: 24

Gender: Demiboy (He/They)

Ethnicity: Mixed Race (Japanese & Turkish)

Sexuality: Gay

• Short dirty blonde hair 
• Hazel eyes  
• 5’7

Description:

Another side character. Also his first time in a Fazbear Entertainment Enterprise, so wary of the animatronics. Actually had a crush on Sun but isn’t really one for children so it was hard for them.  A bit of a scaredy-cat, prone to being of scared Moon whenever he pops up. 

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You “loved” your job at The Pizzaplex.
Free food, no health insurance and below minimum wage! What more could you ask for!

Not to mention the animatronics are hot af.

Working in the plex wasn’t the worst job to have, if you ignored the various amounts of unknown substances scattered throughout the area and squinted your eyes, the place wasn’t half bad! The bright colors mixed with the darkness strained your eyes a bit but that’s fine.

You huffed and rested your hands on your hips, glancing around at the guest; unsupervised children running around , a few teenagers standing in the corners, the usual Karen complaining about something minuscule.

It wasn’t until you spotted a group of children gathering near a vending machine.

“Strange” you think to yourself, “they probably saw a weird bug on the floor” you shrugged your shoulders and continued observing. 

You liked your job, or maybe you were just trying to gaslight yourself through another day. Minus the high amount of children gone missing in the other parts of the pizzaplex, nothing bad has ever happened in here.

Well there was one thing that made the job bearable. Actually six things. The animatronics duh! God whoever designed them probably has a fetish for robots, which means you two have something in common!

The familiar sound of a STAFF bot jumps you out of your daydream.

You followed the annoyance machine far behind.

You tried to mentally prepare yourself for whatever it could possibly be 

Weird man talking to children?
No, you already kicked that guy out today. 

Vomit?
Wouldn’t require security. And a wet hot would accompany it.

Child missing?
Hopefully not!

The final destination of the security bot lead to a dark area of the plex.

You couldn’t wrap your mind around what you were looking at

“Chica?”

The android looked up from the floor, embarrassment rolled in but she played it off with cute little smile, like nothing’s wrong. “Hey bestie~. She waved at you with her free arm

“Chica, why is your arm stuck in the vending machine?” You knew the answer but you wanted more of this.

You know, that’s a great question.” She nodded her head as she chirped “Well you see! I wanted to grab you something before your night shift starts. They ran out of cookies in the kitchen so I thought the vending machine would be better.”

“Uh huh And, how did that turn out?” you bit your tongue in an attempt to hold back your laughter.

“Oh ha ha very funny, Gumdrop.”

Your phone rings as a text message appears:

One New message from: Officer Adams

-I’m not paid enough for this

-She’s your problem. 

Speak of the devil. 

“Alright, when I count down from three, we are going to pull your arm out”

“K!”

1…

2..

3…

“PULL!”

”AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!”

And pull you did. It was actually working!

…Until you heard the very distinct sounds of wires snapping.

The next few seconds were a blur as you were suddenly on the floor with what felt like pounds of metal and soft silicone on top of you. The weight shifted and quickly dissipated. 

You open your eyes, everything’s a bit blurry but you spot a familiar face standing over you.

“You alright Cupcake?”

”Yeah…I’m fine.” You forget she’s made of metal.

You sit up clutching your head. Her words are not registering in your brain. You turn to look at the ‘droid and notice something very alarming.

“Gurl, Your arm is missing!” your eyes widen as you watch, what you assume is oil, leak out of the socket

“Yeah I know that. You’re gonna fix it right?” Yeah you are.

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11:35 PM. Great time for you to wake up, especially since you didn’t have work today. You stirred from your sleep, exhausted and weak but you smiled at the sun's warm glow on your skin. You weren't sure whether you should lay still until you sleep once more or fully wake up. If the sun was up and you weren't up at 1:00 last night, you might as well be up too. As your eyes fluttered open they were met by the soft light streaming in through the curtains. Your vision, still blurry from sleep, began to look around. Yep. Still in you room. 

Alright off your bed. The day started way before you. 

Heading downstairs, you were met with soggy floors. Wait, soggy floors? Your fuzzy socks were soaking up whatever residue was spilled on the bottom of the steps. Whoever did this better clean it up. As you continued your way to the kitchen, the sogginess began to flux, some parts were wet, others were dry. Seriously what-is there a leak or something? 

Looking around the house, the pillows on the couch were back to their original positions as well the blankets. You had movie night with the gang and forgot to clean up afterward. The table was spotless and the tv was crystal clear again. Huh. So are the walls, the shelves, even some of the decor and picture frames were cleaned up. You wiped a finger on the nearby shelving. Not a trace of dust. Strange…

Even more strange was the fact that none of the animatronics were home. Where’d those guys go? 

Errand with Claire and Benny? 

Causing havoc with Lori? Please no it can’t be that.

Usually a sticky note from Sun lying on something would tell you the agenda. Though no one was to be found. 

…

Probably because he’s home with you and currently making breakfast. 

Sun’s heavenly head of fake blonde hair was spotted in the kitchen alongside his goofy little cooking apron that he bought at a flea market. With a plain red shirt and yellow pj shorts of course. His back was turn to you, the smell of crispy bacon wafted through your home. You’ll get an air freshener later, let’s just enjoy the scent. 

“Oh Sunshine!” Now let’s enjoy the sound of a sweet robotic caretaker. “I didn’t think you’d wake up this morning.” 

“mornin’ sunny…” You muttered, a small smile peeked out from your face. You’re still a little sleepy, but you’ll get over it.

”Darn, so much for breakfast in bed…” You hear the defeat in that voice. You know how much Sun likes to pamper you, he would go out his way to literally feeding you when you’re sick. The withdrawal of not having 19 children running around in one confined space would’ve created a habit of caretaking inside of him. Take Moon, he’s been “on patrol” in your house ever since you guys left the PizzaPlex, watching you sleep, patrolling the house, watching you sleep, watching you sleep again.

”Oh sunny bee, it’s fine I’ll just eat it here.” Even if you wanted to go back to bed. “You cooked it, so it’ll taste just as sweet.” He blushed. My god is he adorable. “Hey, where did everybody go?”

”Oh Claire needed to get more things out of her apartment before she finally moves out. I stayed behind to clean, so the Moonie and Glamrocks went on their own.” Yeah that sounds about right. Moving sucks and Claire can’t carry any thing that weights over 200 pounds.

"Well...since it's just the two of us today, why don't we go out together?" Sun stopped cleaning. 

"Huh?"

"Let's go out. We haven't had any time together alone outside the plex."

"Like...a-a date...?"

"Yeah sure."

"..."

"Uh...sun--"

"LET'S GO! Oh come on Sunshine let's get ready I think I have something to wear for today oh this is going to be great. Wait where are we going?"

"I'm not exactly sure where but we'll go somewhere fun, yeah?" I give him a smile that he returns immediately. For someone who not only couldn't leave the plex, but couldn't even go outside the daycare, of course he's excited. 

"Yay!"

In the car, you two took a drive, chatting about whatever the hell came to your mind, or Sun's mind. As you near a sign, Sun leans closer to the window and he perks up slightly.

"What's up Sunny?" You keep your eyes focused on the road but tilt your head ever so slightly to show him you're listening.

"THERES A BEACH NEARBY!!" He shouts "Can we go? Can we? Can we?" He starts repeating this over until I finally smile and tell him

"Ok I don't see why not." Wait he doesn't have a swimsuit.

As make a few turns towards the beach he does a little victory dance and starts rambling about how he's never been but has always wanted to because he wants to understand the hype of going out and getting a tan.

"Sun, I swear you're one of the palest people I know, second to only one who is Moon. You will probably burst into flames the second you step out into the sunlight." You say with a joking tone. If was human of course. The tone didn't seem to pick up on in his excitement.

He suddenly cowers back. "WHAT?" His eyes are wide as his giggles stop "wait, wait take me back! I don't wanna go anymore!" he's wriggling around trying not to get closer to the beach.

 "I was joking!"

"oh"

"We need swimsuits for the both of us." 

"Oh, how 'bout there?" Sun points to a little shop near the street. Sweet. 

Inside was a hodgepodge of knick knacks that can be found in a thrift shop. Complete collections of china, cookbooks, packs of fruit-flavored beer bottles, healing crystals, vinyl records, friendship bracelets, puka shell jewelry, knockoff Fazbear Entertainment items, and swimsuits. 

You got this navy blue one-piece swimsuit while Sun got some cute white two-piece swimsuit with red stripes. A nice towel for drying and tote for the clothes.

Once outta there, you two made it to the beach. The sand was hot and dry, as per usual, the crisp smell of the ocean wafted in the air, and the sound of children playing was heard through your ears. Perfect. 

"Alright Sunny boy you know the drill:

• Don't talk to strangers 
• Don't lure any children to you
• Try not to make today's news headlines"

"You got it." He winked.

Today's a scorcher. You hoped that Sun doesn't get a weird tan, but then you realize he can't get one because he's a robot. What did that doctor, Ms. Transphobe...no Ms. Homo..., say about the skin?

If skin reaches a high heat, casing will start to melt.

RIght. Hot = Face melting. Let's hope that doesn't happen.

You spotted the golden boy playing in the water, splashing around like a 6-year-old. How cute. You decided to join him. 

"It's so cold!" He squealed.

"Refreshing huh?" You asked. He agreed. You two waddled through the water, the squishy sand squelching at your feet. The waves grow higher as you moved. Sun stopped and sifted through the sand a for bit.

"Look look at this!" He held a little white thing in his giant hand. Upon closer inspection, you see that it was a tiny conch shell. He cleaned the excess sand out of it, revealing its pearl white swirl. "I'm gonna keep it."

Some time went on as you two played in the water. You felt like a kid again, splashing in the water, collecting broken shells and showing them to Mom. Childhood memories rolled in like the waves of the beach. And you're glad Sun's having a fun time. 

Your temperature was dropping alarmingly, which made Sun walk you out the water to warm up. The soaked swimwear enhanced Sun's body, especially the crotch. Good thing nothing's down there. "Let's make a sandcastle!"

"We don't have any buckets." You dry yourself with the towel.

"We can just use the sand here."

"Then how are we gonna bring the water here?"

"We'll hold it with our hands." Alright point taken. You two make a sandcastle. A small mound was form after some time, then later turned into a sculpted mountain followed by little mounds next to it. Sun scraped off some sand to create windows and doors while you try to make a moat.

God you could only imagine what the other adults think about you two right now. Whatever, you're here to have fun.

"Hmm..." Sun frowned at your creation.

"What's wrong?"

"It needs something." He held up the conch he found in the water and placed it at the top of the castle. "There." He smiled.

"God, what time is it?" You asked 

"3:16 PM. Why?" Sun raises a brow.

"I think the gang might be coming home soon." You don't want the gang locked out the house. 

You took a picture of the little sandcastle and headed to the showers to clean off the sand and ocean water. 

"No Sun, can come with me into the shower."

"Sunshine, you know I get anxious when I undress alone."

"And you're gonna learn how to not be anxious." You say before leaving the poor guy there. You love him but privacy is nice too. So you change in the women's washroom with no regrets. You hope Sun doesn't start some weird in there. 

"Hey we're home."

"Finally done carrying that bitch's stuff." Looks like the gang made it home safely. You and Sun waved at the bots sitting in a little front yard of your home. Yeah they got locked out. 

"Where you'd two go?" Roxy raised a brow. You think the FOMO is kicking in. 

"Just out for a bit." You replied, trying not to blow a fuse in her system.

"Where did that seashell come from?"

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You sighed as you put down your pen and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. You had to plan tomorrows rave just right. You just had to make sure which crowd was 18 up and while was a kids birthday party. DJ was relaxing on his stage, watching you behind his large shades.

"What's wrong, firefly?" He hummed and sat up more to get a better look at you. You ran your hands through your hair with an annoyed huff, couldn't they just make a day just for kids and a day just for adults??

"This damn schedule. It's back and forth with what songs we can play and can't play. It's infuriating... Like- Look! Look here! Thirty minutes for a kids birthday party between an hour of 18 plus then AFTER that is another hour 18 plus songs. Like- What if there's still a kid in here?! Not to mention adults that won't wanna leave the first hour- Ugh..." You loudly rant and play with your headphones.

Just you get ready to rip the paper to shreds, you favorite song comes on and a large hand comes over and scopes you up from your spot on his DJ stand very gently. You look up at DJ with a glare as he gives a smile.

"May I have this dance?" He asks and gives a slight bow while keeping his hand still for you.

"Dee I gotta-" You start but the clipboard gets taken from you and put far away. Specifically where you were just sitting.

"Just a small break. Please? For me?" He asks, lifting down his shades, giving you his best puppydog eyes. You stand up and roll your eyes. One of DJ's fingers coming over to gently rub your cheek. You smile and push the finger away.

"Fine. Only 30 minutes and don't give me any censored bullshit." You huff and DJ chuckles before turning the rave lights on along with the fog machine.

"You got it, Firefly." He sang and put you safely onto the ground before turning the music up. You let the music flow through you, enjoying every note and beat that came through the large speakers on the DJ stand. The bass in some songs made the whole place vibrate.

Dancing with DJ was always the best. He has the smoothest moves and everything. You wouldn't mind dancing and raving with him every night if you had the chance.

Who knew you could fall in love with a man with six arms?

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You groan in quiet pain and frustration as pain raked through your body. Your lower back felt like needles were piercing your skin and poking straight through your spine. Period cramps. Great. Of course. They had to come just as you finally had time with Chica.

Chica tilted his head and scooted closer to you, ignoring the movie playing in front of you both. You looked away from her, trying to keep a straight face through the pain.

"Gumdrop?" She whispered, worry laced in her voice. You flinch and feel guilt build in your chest as you turned to face her. Her face had turned into a frown as her eyebrows were knotted in worry.

"Got a stomach ache or something?" She asked softly, one of his hands moving to cup your cheek. You lean into her touch and sigh softly. The sigh turning into a pain filled grunt as another wave of cramps crashed into you. You let out a weak whimper and gripped onto Chica for support.

"Cramps... My monthly started a few days ago..." You mutter, grumbling as the pain seeped away enough for you to focus on something other than your lower back. You were honestly a little scared. Cramps seemed to get worse and worse with each period that came and went. Chica hummed softly and started to massage your lower back with heated fingertips. You nearly keened with relief as the warmth made your muscles ease up a bit while Chica's gentle massaging helped relieve stubborn knots.

"You should of told me sooner, I could of been doing this the whole movie." She pouted, a bit of hurt in her voice as she continued to massage the painful area with warm hands. You melt as you groan in relief as the cramps eased up.

"I... I just didn't... Want to gross you out..." You muttered, wrapping your arms around her neck. Chica's hands disappeared from your lower back and you felt one wrap around your body while the other went to cup your cheek. You looked up and saw an utterly confused droid looking back.

"Gross me out? Over what? This is natural and practically routine for your body- Though you probably don't like it, there's no reason to be ashamed. I love you still." She reassured with complete confidence, her voice laced with love. You felt tears build in your eyes as you felt more choked up than you should be. Damn hormones. Stupid fucking uterus- Your thoughts were broken as Chica kissed your forehead. You blinked and looked up at her. He smiled softly down at you. You heard the laptop suddenly go silent. You turned over and saw she turned the it off completely, the black screen showing how you sat the the larger animatronic's lap. Her hand dropping the remote and both her heated hands moving to massage where you hurt once more.

"Forgot the movie... Let's just sit here together for a bit. Okay? Does that sound good?" She asks gently, a small smile on her face. You wrap your arms around her neck again and smile sheepishly as you look into her eyes again.

"Maybe we could... Lay back and watch cartoons? You um... You know what I like-" You ask, embarrassment making your cheeks go warm. Chica simply nodded and grabbed the remote. You held onto her tightly as she shifted so you could lay more comfortably on her, you head resting on her chest so you could watch. Said screen flashed back to life and you watched as Chica put on a show for you to both mindlessly watch and enjoy.

After a few episodes of the show, Chica's massaging started to make your eyes feel heavier and heavier. You let out a soft "hmph" as you pushed your face into her neck, away from the bright lights. Chica pressed a kiss into your hair, no words needed to be said, she knew. She wrapped her arms around your smaller form and held you tightly. You smiled softly as your tired eyes closed and sleep pulled you away from the pain.

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"Best. Masseuse. Ever.", the period comfort fic, I forgot to mention that Chica also gives the best massages since she knows about muscle aches and what soothes the pain.

The reason behind Monty and Moon's bitterness towards each other is that Monty made an insult about the twins in what he thought was "private". Turns out Moon overheard that and in return for that, stole Monty's sunglasses, then his bass. After Monty found the thief, the two bickered and then the rest is history. Their relationship was born out of triviality rather than jealousy like Monty with Freddy.

Here's a nice incorrect quote: 

Roxy: The door's locked! (Y/N) give me your credit card.

(Y/N): Sure, here. *Gives credit card*

Roxy: *Puts credit card in her pocket* Cool, now Monty bust down the door.

Roxy's prone to spend money on your bank account. What do you mean get a job like a normal human? She's already a big star.

A while back I said that Sun writes his own scripts as a way to grieve over his original job. They're very private, only the bestest of best friends get access to his book of plays. Which is obviously, you. The notebook consisted of little pieces of dialogue to actual script writing include scene changes, action captions, etc. He usually writes children's plays but some are a bit more thorough and deep and has themes like “death” and “intimacy”. He loves gushing to you about it. (A real theater kid)

Moon likes to watch horror movies. I know I said he'll make snarky comments about the plot during movie date night, but he really enjoys them. Helps find new way to scare (Benison) intruders; recreating iconic horror movie scenes like The Ring (he crawled out the vent like the girl crawled out the tv), Texas Chainsaw Massacre (he ran around with those finger pointer things and recorded chainsaw sounds), Carrie (he filled a bucket with red paint and dropped it, Sun cleaned up the mess) as well as others. Will also say some iconic horror movie lines. "I want to play a game." As he shows up with red spirals on his cheeks.

Claire has such bad luck when it comes to love. She got catfished, dumped, cheated on, sexual assaulted once. Her love life was horrible. 

Lorelei knows how to sew. She sewn a heart with the bisexual colors on the back of a bomber jacket.

The mini Music Men are named after musical terms. The main three that hang out with DJ the most are named Alto, Tenor, and Soprano. (And they're all treblemakers ha ha 😏)

Sylvester married his wife Julia a while back. Before he quit his job at Circus Baby's Pizza World, Ballora said something to him. "If you ever cause Julia pain, I will find you and send you to your death." The strangest thing about that was Sylvester never mentioned his wife's name on the job, nor does Julia even work remotely close to the place.

Claire can't see without her glasses. At all. Please don't take them she's been through enough already.

Bonnie had ADHD, so it was really hard for him to focus. Freddy's the only one that helped reduced it. 

Sylvester and Bonnie were good friends back then. Bonnie would call Sylvester "old man" and they would bowl together on his [Sylvester] free time.

Foxy once mistaken a map bot for a worker, to which led to a little argument before, Sylvester had to tell him that wasn't a worker and walk the old man out of there. Foxy also pulls up reading glasses when reading small print, just to emphasizeshis old man demeanor.

(Y/N)'s personality is chill and carefree, maybe a little too carefree. But she gets shit done, and will bite back if her or any of her friends get hurt. That's why she and Vanessa don't get along well. Sometimes she screws with her on purpose.

Hey Nessa, you have any tampons? 

...

Y'know cuz me period just came and I--

Ok! ok! Yes I have...that.

😏

*This happened in the locker room.*

Also (Y/N):

Also also (Y/N): If I had a nickel for everytime someone thought I was a guy, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

To this day, Monty still doesn't know the difference between a crocodile and an alligator. Which is really bad...😬

Freddy likes Hallmark movies, probably because his life is like one.

Benison's dyslexic. He also has a phobia of pregnant women. Idk what traumatized him so badly to have a phobia of it but yeah...

Claire's aesthetic is light academia. Lorelei's aesthetic is goth and/or pastel goth. Benison's more casual/beach wear. (Y/N) and Sylvester are minimalistic.

Lorelei believes in nihilism.

Sun gets nervous when it comes to undressing and nudity. Even though he doesn’t have a dick, he still puts a towel or a blanket to cover down there. You have to tell him that all bodies are beautiful and he has literally nothing to hide.

Monty and Lorelei have a cousins relationship. Somehow the two end up together causing whatever chaos they can do. They also bicker but it’s a good time.

One time, you poked Sun stomach teasingly...

He giggled like the Pillsbury Dough Boy...

You will never forget that day.

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Claire

Enneagram: 6w7

MBTI: ISTJ-T

Zodiac Sign: Libra

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Rat

Sylvester

Enneagram: 9w1

MBTI: ISTP-T

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Snake

Lorelei

Enneagram: 7w6

MBTI: ISFP-A

Zodiac Sign: Aries

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Rat

Benison

Enneagram: 4w3

MBTI: ENFP-A

Zodiac Sign: Taurus

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Tiger

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Sun: this push pop bangin yo
Moon: that’s a glue stick

Chica, to Roxy, pointing to a heart shaped cookie: look! This one’s a heart! That’s how I feel about you!
Roxy: *sniffle* AAAAHHHHHHH
Chica, Monty, pointing at a Florida shaped cookie: this one looks like Florida! That’s how I feel about you!
Monty: what–

Sun: You lied to (Y/N)?
Lorelei: Call it what you will.
Sun: …Well I call it lying. LIAR!

Claire: Hopefully Lorelei has learned a lesson about respecting other people's feelings. 
Lorelei: Oh, shut up and die bitch.

(Y/N): Someone care to explain why we have 6 dogs in our apartment?
Monty: They're golden retrievers, dude. They retrieve gold. I did this for us.

Moon: You don’t own underneath your house. It’s none of your business if I am living down there.

Sun: I'll offer you some friendly advice- 
Monty: I don't want your advice. 
Sun: Well, then consider it unfriendly advice.

Chica: This is a safety pin. 
*cuts off end* 
Chica: It is now a danger pin. >:)

Lorelei: I'm not a morning person. I'm barely even a person.

(Y/N): I need boneless ice.
Sylvester: … What?
(Y/N): Soft ice.
Vanessa: What???
Claire: She wants water.

(Y/N): Hey, are you free?
Roxy: No, I’m expensive.

Sun: :)
Moon: >:(
Sun: Turn that frown upside down!
Moon: ):<
Sun: No.

Freddy: The printer messed up the invitations! It was supposed to say “(Y/N)’s birthday!”
Chica: Well, what does it say?
Roxy: *reads over Freddy’s shoulder* “(Y/N)’s bi”
Monty: Eh, that still works.

(Y/N): You need a hobby.
Lorelei: I have a hobby!
(Y/N): Bullying Claire isn't a hobby.

Sun, opens a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows 
away.

Lorelei: What doesn't kill you, gives you a lot of unhealthy coping mechanisms and a really dark sense of humor.

Claire: Help! I'm drowning!
Roxy: Calm down. We're only in five feet of water!
Claire: NOT ALL OF US ARE TALL!

Claire: Wait a minute! We don't go TOWARDS the scary sound!
(Y/N): Yeah, we do. We always do.
Claire: I really hate that about us.

Moon: You fainted. Do you remember anything? 
(Y/N): Only the ambulance ride 
Claire: There wasn’t an ambulance. I drove you 
(Y/N): But I heard a siren?
Moon: That was Sun 
Sun: Sorry, I got scared 

Freddy: You bought a taco?
Chica: Yes.
Freddy: From the same truck that hit Roxanne?!
Chica, with a mouthful of taco: Well, me starving ain't gonna help her.

Monty, turning to Freddy: Stop calling yourself hot, the only thing you can turn on is the microwave.

Roxy: My life is a mess.
Monty: Roxy relax, go get a beer.
Roxy: I don’t want a beer.
Monty: Who said it was for you?

Moon: I prevented a murder today.
Sun: Really? How?
Moon: *Looking over to where (Y/N) is talking to someone* Self control.

Lorelei: What are you drinking?
Benison: Vodka.
Lorelei: Straight?
Benison: No, gay. Why?

(Y/N) trying to break down the door: Sylvester, open up!
Sylvester: It all started when I was a kid.
(Y/N): That’s not what I-
Claire: Let him finish!

Chica: Wow, great work on the Halloween decorations. Where did you get the fake skeletons? 
Moon: Fake?

(Y/N): I love hearing Vanessa shouting at someone else. It makes such a nice change.

Benison: You look stressed
Sun: haha, it's the stress :)

Chica: Are oranges named orange because oranges are orange or is an orange called orange because oranges are orange? 
Sun: Which came first, the orange or the orange? 
Freddy: Orange was first used to refer the fruit 1280 years ago but was not used as a color until 1000 years ago. 
Monty: What was the color called before then? 
Chica: There was no color, duh! Everything was black and white!
#onebraincellclub

Freddy: How do you do that? 
Bonnie: I'm fearless. 
Roxy: I saw you run from bees yesterday. You flailed around and tripped over a chair. It was both hysterical and sad. 
Bonnie: I'm mostly fearless.

Sun: Monty has only knocked me out three time this week. Our friendship is really developing!

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🐻 Freddy: eloquence (n) the art of using language in an apt, fluent way

🐔 Chica: supine (adj) lying face upwards

🐊 Monty: limerence (n) the state of being infatuated with another person

🐺 Roxy: defenestration (n) the act of throwing someone out of a window

🌞 Sun: chatoyant (adj) varying in colour when seen in different lights or from different angles

🌚 Moon: clinomania (n) excessive desire to stay in bed

🕷️ DJMM: mellifluous (adj) (of a voice or words) sweet or musical; pleasant to hear.

🐰Bonnie: capricious (adj) given to sudden and unaccountable changes of mood or behavior.

🦊Foxy: epoch (n) a period of time in history or a person's life, typically one marked by notable events or particular characteristics.

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🐻 Freddy 🐻:

Sunday Best

🐔 Chica 🐔:

Queen

🐊 Monty 🐊:

Blood Moon Love

🐺 Roxy 🐺:

Pole Position

🌞 Sun 🌞:

April Showers

🌚 Moon 🌚:

Black Swamp Village

🕷 DJ Music Man 🕷:

Thunderclouds

🐰 Bonnie 🐰:

Cool

🦊 Foxy 🦊:

The Thief and The Moon

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🐻Antique/Minimalist

🐔Pastel Goth/Lolita Fashion/Y2K

🐊Grunge/Southern

🐺Edgy/Urban/Sporty

🌞Kidcore/Soft

🌚Rainy Days/Indie/Monochrome

🕷️ Vaporwave/Neon

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🐻Freddy: Cashmere Sweaters, Lightly Salted Almonds, and Wooden Sculptures

🐔Chica: Fluffy Worm Toys, Exercise Balls, and Decorated Hydroflasks

🐊Monty: Cowboy Hats, Shotguns, and Fake Gold Chains

🐺Roxanne: Fishnet Stockings, Hot Rods Motorcycles, and Vape Stalls at the Mall

☀️Sun: Multicolor Pens, Candy Necklaces, and Stress Balls

🌙Moon: Mood Rings, Lavender Incense, and Horror Movie T-shirts

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I think I said this before but after watching a lot of "where's glamrock foxy" videos, my thinking has changed; but not for this au! Eclipse was the first daycare attendant. By first, I mean he was "the" daycare attendant when the plex first opened, way before Sun and Moon were working for the theater. He ran the place, he had advertisements for his own candies, he was the owner, or rather the mascot, of the daycare.

Eclipse's physical attributes consist of: 12ft tall body (yes as tall as DJ), a strong case of vitiligo and freckles, hazel eyes, dirty blonde falling to his shoulders and sometimes a pair of red glasses that he pulls out when teaching or reading something. Ethnicity wise: white or Hispanic. I'm not sure yet.

He/They pronouns for Eclipse btw

Their demeanor is similar to Shizuha Kocho or Nana Daiba (my revue starlight fans would understand) if you don't then he's kind, calming, loyal and motherly than most mothers, but has a tendency to get "quite angry".

Angry issues consist of a strained voice with grinding teeth (basically the sound of metal and porcelain scracthing each other), the same high-pitched, melliferous voice but with a sense of aggression, and a couple of broken objects (brooms, toys, dust pan, crayons, pens, pencils) accompanied by a "oh dear". He hasn't crushed a human skull...yet.

But he really does mean well. And that bad side of him rarely comes out. They won't lash out on a child if they draw on the walls or start fighting other kids. They will lash out if parent is abus-ahem...mistreating a child nocuously.

As you probably read, I am working on a fic about foxy and his role in the plex so I'll just say this now: Eclipse is a very loyal and reliable friend, especially to Foxy considering everything that had happened.(which will be revealed soon...😏)

Three random things to describe them: Cotton Balls, Finger Pointers and Vicks Vaporub.

They love teaching. Before lunchtime/snacktime, he would give a free school lesson for the kids everyday. No homework though, just like pre-k.

He has a little bit of an English accent. Probably because he speaks very softly and using big words when talking to others. (not the children) Like "Good heavens no" and "indubitably".

When the theater opened, Eclipse would be the narrator for the plays. And the voices of the characters. Sun and Moon's creation was rushed by Fazco., meaning they didn't have any skin on (considering the engineers were struggling to find how to make their skin tones shift in circadian rhythm) and no voicebox. They wore masks (which look like the original designs) and used gestures to communicate. Eclipse loved their little brothers dearly. "They're just the cutest. 😊"

Eclipse has horrible peripheral vision, he jumps when someone's behind him.

He has a great memory! And he remembers everything. Everything. It's no wonder they self-decommissioned themself after that day...

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Between you and Freddy, who's dominate?

Freddy; This to me felt obvious. You always some how fall into Freddy arms whenever you burn out. He'll check up on you to see how your feeling and is more likely to take th reigns when needed. This isn't to say you're incompetent, this just means Freddy's trying to keep you out of trouble.

Between you and Chica, who's dominate?

You; Someone's gotta keep this girl in line. Admittedly, she is a little ditzy. It's not that you don't trust Chica to be by herself, it's you don't trust Chica to be by herself outside of the plex. You mainly try to make she's not falling in and out of dumpsters ever now and then. And frankly, she just likes to be pampered a little.

Between you and Monty, who's dominate?

You; Someone's definitely gotta keep this guy in line. How many times have this many wandered around doing stupid stuff? TOO MANY. How many times has he not listened to you when you told him not to do something? TOO MANY. How many times have you joined him in doing stupid stuff together? Also too many...You love Monty, you really do. But by god keep this man on a leash...

Between you and Roxy, who's dominate?

Roxy; majority of the time she's in charge. Unless she's having a mental breakdown. That's when you step in. But besides that, she's your morale booster and your stylist. She refuses seeing you hating yourself like how she does. With all her power, she'll make you see how beautiful you really are.

Between you and Sun, who's dominate?

You; Of the one brain cell club, Sun's the most mature if that's what you call it. You don't have to keep him in line as much as Chica or Monty, but he is prone for airheaded moments. Certain things like human emotions and concepts make him confused and in need of your teaching to help. Which is both cute and disturbing since an AI is asking how to be more human. Not mention, as much of the work he does in his life, some TLC from you is rewarded for everything he's done.

Between you and Moon, who's dominate?

Moon; Taking care of you is similar to taking care of children. And Sun. He keeps both of you in line. Always be prepared for cuddling sessions when you have to rant about something or just in need of rest after a long week. The calming essence of lavender he emits definitely helps with that. 

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Freddy 🐻: It was a few minutes before closing time and Freddy decided took take one last look through Fazerblast before heading back to his greenroom. All the S.T.A.F.F. bots were all taken to maintenance after a huge birthday party blew out the laser tag arena. Let's just say...the kids got a little rowdy...

The only source of life (in this case robotic life) is the little wet floor bots, warning any unexpected visitors of the mess. And of course, Freddy himself. So when the soft sobs swam into his audio receptors, Freddy became alert. The arena was pretty dark, so he had to rely on the optical sensors for finding the source. 

*sob sob* 

The sound was close. Just around the corner. Freddy tries to quiet his footing, but with his metallic feet it was hard to soften them. Behind a panel reveal a small child in gray, silently sobbing in fetal position. Upon closer inspection, the child was unharmed but distress levels rose and fell slowly. They must've been overstimulated by the arena. 

"Superstar, are you lost?" Freddy kneeled to the child. They back away in fright, scared of the muscular android in front of them. 

"I do not mean any harm. I only concern for your safety." Freddy stated as he scanned the child's face. 

NO GUEST IDENTIFICATION FOUND 

"I can not find your guest identification in the system. Tell me, what is your name?"

"(Y-(Y/N)..." The child sucked a breath.

"Are your parents still the Mega Pizzaplex?" 

The child calmed down after seeing the android really didn't mean any harm. Sobs and pants of fear die down to normal breathing as their heartbeat lessen softly. "N-No...They left me..." The child said timidly. "They all left me..." Tears slid down the cheeks of the kid's face once more. Freddy felt bad, doleful for the child situation. How would their parents just leave them here without taking a second glimpse back. 

"That's...horrible Superstar..." Said Freddy. The lights slowly dim away. The plex was closed; it was too late for anyone to leave or come in anymore. For the time, Freddy wanted to give the child at least a comfortable place to stay until the plex opens again.  

"Would you like to stay in my green room until the next dawn? I will help you find your parents until then."

The child nodded, wiping away the leftover tear streaks and held Freddy's outstretched hand.

Chica 🐔: Closing time. Which means snacking time! 

Between the soft ambience of background music, clunky shoes clicked onto flooring in haste. Chica makes a mad dash passed security bots, hiding behind boxes and implanted greenery when needed to. A tough mission but she was built for this. Mazercise was her daily training session, if she runs through the entire thing she can run pass these guys. "Hang tight frozen pineapple pizza. I shall reunite with you on this very night." Chica internally monologues. Recently she watched a cool heist movie with a coworker last night after they fixed the screen in the arcade.

And now she feels like one of the characters. On a dastardly mission with high risk and high reward.

*(insert a montage of Chica passing by dozens of security)*

After the final mile, Chica swiftly made it into the kitchen. During her break-in she temporarily disabled the worker bot inside. Can't have any witnesses. 

Synthetic hands rubbed against each other in triumph and mischievous glee. "Alright, now where is it...?" She ponders. It's time for a kitchen hunt. Around every corner, inside every crate and cupboard, she goes aimlessly around the kitchen.

Because she forgot where the kitchen staff left it.

"It's not here either." Chica whined. With a finger tapping against her chin, she pondered. If she was a full box of frozen pineapple pizza, where would she be?

"OH! In the trash!" That's gotta be it. It's just a quick trip to the trash pile, nothing to big for her to handle.

*rumble rumble.*

"Hm?" Chica turned to the sound. Was someone coming? The door isn't locked so anyone can get in. Well, any bot can get it, the human staff had already left. 

*bamp*

The sound of plastic dropping made the gynoid flinch. "Hello~?" She called out. Just making sure it's not an actual person.

*shuffle*

It's...it's...it's...

It's coming from the sink cabinet.

Chica stepped lightly and quietly (despite having chunky orange heels on) towards the living cabinet.

*shuffle*

It shuffled again! The sink is alive!

Wait wait wait...it's probably just a raccoon that snuck in. Chica shrugged and open the cabinet with ease...

...

Well it's not an animal, but it is a little kid. 

The child was tiny, which explains why they could fit in the cabinet. Light grays were the color of choice for the kid, but little crumbs of brown, yellow and pink speckled their shirt. And well as their mouth, which was awkwardly straight. 

"Hey! Did you take my pizza?" Chica raised a brow. The child turn frightened after hearing her demanding question. They shakes their head in fear. They felt guilty, even if they didn't eat the gynoid's pizza. Chica, after seeing this honesty and the fear emitted from the child, took a step back. She didn't mean to scare the kid, she just asked if they knew where the pizza was. 

"Aw I'm sorry sweetie. I didn't mean to be rude." She said doply.  "Come on, let's get you out of their." She gently grab the child out from the sink and into her arms to get a better look.

NO GUEST IDENTIFICATION FOUND 

"Huh? That's weird. Usually every guest registers into the plex at the entrance. How did they get in?" Chica wiped the crumbs off the kid's face as she thought out loud. 

*grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr* A tummy rumbled.

"Hehe. Guess you're still hungry huh?" The child nodded. "What's your name sweetie?"

"I'm (Y/N)." The child giggled.

Monty 🐊: "COME BACK HERE BRAT!" Monty growled. Tonight, all of nights, had to be when a kid snuck into the plex last minute. Those security bots really are stupid. And now because of them, Monty going around chasing the kid in Gator Golf. The kid was fast. Incredibly fast. But luckily for Monty, he's got more stamina since he charged after the last performance of the night.

Currently, the kid stands on top of one of the gator head in the course, waiting for Monty to make a turn. Whether it be right or left, they'll the opposite. What they don't know is what if Monty chose to crawl upward towards them. Behind the gator head was the pools of water, which were cold and still. Monty approached the kid slowly, like a carnivore hunting for fresh meat. 

"Come on kid..." Monty groaned. Not of physical exhaustion, but of mental exhaustion from chasing this kid up down left right throughout the entire golf course. The doors leading outside the course were locked so the kid couldn't escape. The closer Monty got to the kid, the farther back they went.

But the kid knows that any further could lead into the freezing water.

"You do want to take a swim, do ya?" Monty asked. The kid giggled and shook their head. They shifted left. They shifted right. They were definitely cornered. 

...

*slip*

*splash*

Well...it was bound to happen. The kid fell into the ravine, disturbing the still waters of the course. Monty huffed, this kid...

The child flailed in the water, whether it be due to the cold or that they didn't learn how to swim. The android groaned like a tired father who was always overworked to the bone; two fingers pinched the synthetic nose bridge. 

The reason why he's acting like this is because he knows this kid. He knows this rowdy child who always worn a child leash by their parents and somehow still manages to get off of it. He also knows that he was this kid's favorite. 

"Hang tight hatchling, I'ma comin'" Monty reassured the kid as he took his clothes off, avoiding any questions on why his stage clothes were wet. He waded, the water barely reaching the shoulders. The waters in the course were deep, but not too deep. Underneath the murky pools lied the goofballs whiffed from today's course and were left to rot below. He could tell; he was stepping on all of them. The kid held onto Monty's torso and carried out the pool, wet with tears and chlorine. 

"Jeez, I really gotta teach you how to swim."

Roxy 🐺: "Alright, so here's what you do." Roxy instructed as she pointed at the gas pedal inside the kart. "Your foot pushes on that pedal. That's what makes the kart go."

"And what about this one?" The kid points at the other smaller pedal in curiosity.

"That's the brake pedal."

"That's what stops the kart?"

"Mmhm." Roxy nodded. It was a simple vehicle but simple is different when it comes for children. (Y/N), the kid in the Roxy themed kart, had never touch one these in their whole life. Which is unbelievable despite living inside the literal walls of the mall in secret. The was right by the raceway, hidden in the dark shadows in the back where no guests, staff or robot could define. The only person who clearly notice the standalone slum from the darkness was Roxy. (Infrared vision obvi) And with an effort, Roxy decided to keep the kid's shack a secret from everyone, including her bandmates. How could she not keep allegedly her #1 fan practically standing by her side? 

(Y/N) held tightly to the steering wheel; all the might in their arms was forced onto the apparatus. They were nervous, only the adults drive a car, not little kids. But they had Roxy as their teacher, who gave a small chuckle from behind. "What's got you so tense?"

"Nervous." said (Y/N)

"You're going to be fine. Just follow the path" Roxy made a vague, squiggly outline of the track. "and slow down if you close to the edge." She points the barracks blocking around the perimeters of the track. (Y/N) loosen up and steadied themself, ready to race.

"You ready?" Their instructor asked, jumping over the barracks near the finish line.

"Mmhm." (Y/N) nodded determinedly. "I'm ready." 

Roxy couldn't smile anymore at the kid's determination. That furrow of focused, it's just too cute. 

"On your marks."

"Get set."

"Go!"

The colors fly, soar even. The wind blusters through with an unmatched force. The lights glow, illuminating with their shine. The crowds would cheer, whoas, wows, and whoos can be heard. Zooming through the gravel, bottles on the ground spin at the speed of light. Spray the champagne, pass the bottle. Hit the gas and go full throttle! You say to yourself. It felt amazing. It felt exhilarating. 

And you were one going 14 miles per hour.

Hey, it was fun for you. Especially with that big imagination of yours.

Riding the line at the final minute, you wanted to be first in line. Not really worried about the time. Roxy stood and watched for the last minutes ticking passed, arms crossed but she was smiling. Happy to see you're fun. You smiled back, showing all your jagged teeth to the gynoid.

Once you passed the finish line, Roxy cheered and clapped for you. You got out the kart and ran towards her like a kid after their first day of school, happily hugging her legs. Roxy didn't exactly know how to respond, but she thought a simple hug in return was good enough. 

You won the pole position by having the slowest qualifying time. 

Sun 🌞:

Riley Magner and Sally Rovere; left just after snack time was over.

Tommy Reignheart and Harry Kent; they too had made their descent.

Clementine, Jezbelle, Reggie and Nevin; all went home with their nanny Mrs. Delvin.

One by one the children all go, except for one who's all alone.

(Y/N) (L/N). The last child of the night. 

Sun kept to their side siting in one of the plastic chairs and assisted the young child on their paper pal. A competent distraction from the somber situation, the solemn moratorium of their guardian picking them at the late hours of the night. It is about this time when the daycare should be closed and Sun would rest while his brother handled security outside the giant play place. But for now, we craft a friend, to accompany us in this quiet, sepulchral yet serene moment in time. 

"Wow. That's a very nice paper pal friend!" The android complemented, marveling the poorly colored paper pal in front of the child. (Y/N) smiled both proud of their creation and happy about the complement. "

Tank you Mr. Sun." They slurred with glee and not-quite-right pronunciation. A grammer lesson would wait, Sun has to put all these supplies back to their rightful homes. With the help of (Y/N) of course.

"Do you know where the little crayons go?" Sun asked.

"Into the boo box." (Y/N) said, placing the crayons to their happy home. 

"That's right! Good job little star!" Sun clapped in congrats.

(Y/N) was always a sweet child. Whether it be during playtime, snacktime, naptime or an afternoon lecture, they would always behave wonderfully in the daycare. A trait both Sun and Moon admire dearly. Of course they were other sweet kids, but our spotlight is on (Y/N) today is it not? After cleaning up, Sun's battery alert popped up, reminding him of his low power.

WARNING! LOW BATTERY

20% Power Remaining

He really needs to charge soon, both for him and Moon. He yawns of tiredness and rubbed his eyes. It was in his code for to be drowsy when his power depleted under 50%. You know, to look more human to the kids. With all the perks: stiff shoulders, malaise, slowed reflexes, constant yawning, and of course, droopy eyelids slightly covering powder blue eyes.

He was fatigued. He needed sleep. Sleep mode that is. But he can't leave (Y/N) unattended, even if they're responsible enough to be unsupervised.

"Mr. Sun." A small voice peeped. Below the 8ft android lied the small child looking up with big eyes. "Are you sleepy?"

"Sleepy? Me?" He perked up after the question and shook his head quickly to shake some spunk back into his system. "Oh nonononono I'm ok! I'm wide awake! See?" He smiled, trying to play off the exhaustion.

"Oh ok. Kan you braid my hair? Pwetty pweaze?" (Y/N) asked politely. 

"Why I loved to my little starbeam." Sun grinned. He really would. You had nice hair and it was an activity that doesn't require a lot of power. He's just gotta sit down and braid your hair. That's it. He can do that. He can absolutely do that. 

With newfound energy, Sun searched for the chest of scrunchies a coworker once donated for kids with longer hair while playing. Meanwhile, (Y/N) found a comfy spot. It was the perfect place. The sleepaway tent near the back of the daycare. Mainly used for kids who were more introverted and calm then the others. Away from the bedlam of children's games and cacophony of laughter and loud screams. 

Chest in hand, Sun scanned the area, looking for the little star that had just eluded him. 

"(Y/N)~. Where are you~?" Sun sonnets, like a princess serenading the woodland creatures around her. 

"I'm in here Mr. Sun!" (Y/N) giggled, a little head peeked from the tent. 

Oh dear. Sun silently worried. The sleepaway tent was also made for naps too. It was quiet, calming, peaceful, and according to Moon, incredibly comfortable. He was starting to wonder if he wasn't gonna make through the night.

"Come on come on!" (Y/N) hurried the android.

"I-I'm coming star." Sun stammered a little. Robotic celestials above please give him strength.

Moon 🌚: Moon check the doors. Once, twice, thrice. He can't have those pesky nightguards ambush him tonight. The perfect night for a late slumber party. He checked one final time; the pitch black is what the average person would see outside fake Lincoln log doors, but for Moon it's an empty hall slightly dirted from the patrons from early and are due for some scrubbing. Good, no ones here. 

"All clear little star~." Moon grinned, closing the door slightly.

A little giggle rumbled from inside the sleepaway tent. A lilac blanket shifted before rising from the floor. A child emerged from beneath, the blanket turned into a woolen shawl wrapped around their small body. An equally cheeky grin matched the one on Moon's. Let the fun begin.

It's been two whole weeks since Moon found (Y/N) living inside the plex. During a midnight security run, Moon found a small cot hidden deep within the gift shop, hiding behind old boxes of merchandise untouched by anyone in the past. (Y/N) presumably utilized the boxes for their hut. Moon found the child sleeping with an old (and incredibly ugly) plush of himself. Their guest id wasn't registered at all in the system, meaning they snuck in during the rush hours. So with a heart of gold, (and Sun's incessant use of persuasion), he took (Y/N) in as his own. 

To think: Moon's (and Sun's) very own child.

"We could be their dads!"

"Don't push it."

But it doesn't sound bad, (Y/N) is a good kid and both brothers wouldn't have it any other way.

"What would you like to play first star?" Moon asked. The child hummed in thought before choosing. 

"That one." They pointed at a pack of colorful cards in the center of pile. Old Maid: Simplified. A simple game. And it had little pictures for (Y/N) to learn. 

Moon dealt the cards out for the both of them while he explained the rules. "You see these people?" He laid three different cards in front of the child: A milkman, a ballerina and a police officer. "If you two of the same person," he pulls the same three cards again, "you put them over here." The child nodded.

"You win if you don't get the old maid." He pulls the old maid card up to show. 

"Why?" (Y/N) asked.

Huh? A question Moon couldn't properly answer. He wasn't sure why the game maker deemed the old maid the losing degree. She's just an old lady. "I'm...not exactly sure star." He shrugged after dealing the cards. (Y/N) got into a comfortable position before the game started.

 You must've played hundreds of games tonight with Mr. Moon. You won some, you lost some other ones, but you had fun tonight. And now you were sleepy. You yawned and rubbed your eyes.

"Getting sleepy little star?" A rumbly voice purred. You always thought Mr. Moon's voice was pretty. It sounded like those cats you would hear on the streets. You nodded slowly. A pillow was placed by your side like magic. You held the blanket closely, feeling the softness around you. A nap sounded good to you anyways.

"Nighty night, little star~."

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🐻King

🐔Kung Fu Star

🐊Zombie

🐺Pirate

🌞Cowboy

🌚Wizard

🕷️Skeleton

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Freddy 🐻: 

1. Surprise gifts: Gifts from fans are always appreciated; they put their heart into it when crafting little crochet plushies or keychains or drawings of him. But when you create something; even if it's a crappy looking drawing, Freddy would blush at the sight. Noticw how it says surprise gifts, so you must catch the android completely off guard when you gift him. Those are the perfect fluster moments.

2. Second-Hand Embarassment: Freddy doesn't know too much about humans and human behavior despite being an A.I. But even with that said, he still learning social cues and human nature so don't chastise him over it. However, if you notify him about anything that seemed a little offputting, Freddy would become flustered over it. A simple, yet quiet, apology may present a sense of childlike guilt like a five-year-old apology for saying something out of pocket, but inside he is a little anxious. Try to calm him down by holding his hand or his shoulder and rub it affectionately. 

Chica 🐔:

1. Catch Her (In the act of doing anything): Caught her eating out of your trash again? Or maybe wearing your clothes? Perhaps sleeping with one of your plushies? Whatever silly little thing she did, if you catch her off guard or mention it while casually cuddling together, that'll surely ruffle her feathers...

Er...metaphorically...

2. Surprise Gifts: Just like Freddy, if you surprise her with a gift, you'll definitely fluster her. Honestly, she'll be easier fluster with a gift than Freddy. Recommend surprising her with food from a restaurant or a bistro that she always wanted to go to.

Monty 🐊:

1. Flirting (Back): He flirts with you on a daily basis, to the point where you can't tell when he is or isn't flirting. But once you respond back--twice as hard---you won him over. He'll be a blushing mess, god damn where'd you get that from? (Him obviously)

2. Physical Affection: Run your fingertips across any part of his body, Under his chin, up his arms, across his chest. He's so down bad for you. A hum facsimile to a purr would emitted from him. But if you wanted maximum domesticity, crawl into his lap and kiss him anywhere. We recommend anywhere on the face to get the best fluster.

Roxy 🐺:

1. Words of Affirmation/Genuine Compliments: Compliments are key; give her one, but make it candid and sincere. She's gonna be thinking about what you said all day. All week depending on what you said. We recommend not making any sexual compliments though, they won't hit as hard as heartfelt ones.

2. Physical Affection: Massage her. You'll get a blush from her, even if you can't particularity see it. Comb through her hair, no please do it. We recommend that hair-grooming can result in flustring. Only do this for about 10-30 seconds, be prepared for her snapping at you to back off.

Sun ☀:

1. Words of Affirmation/Genuine Compliments: While not as starved for plaudits as Roxanne, be complimented on his talents would definitely result in flustering. Would recommend compliments on: acrobatics, artistic ability/creativity, singing voice, appearance (i.e. calling him handsome, cute and/or adorable), how good he is with small children. These all resulted in 100% flusteredness.

2. Physical Affection: Holding hands, brushing shoulders, bumping hips, any sense of gentle touches trigger blush for the android. An small interview with Sun noted that you make him feel "all sparking and buzzing on the inside" silmiar to freshly lit fireworks. Would recommend cradling his face for ultimate fluster and completely domesticity.

Moon 🌑: 

1. Words of Affirmation/Genuine Compliments: Mainly the same as his brother, yet somewhat easier to fluster as many of our research has resulted in. It appears complimenting his looks and singing voice result in 92% flusteredness. The 18% being snootiness/agitation. A smaller interview with the android had stated you give him the butterflies in his stomach when did is done. We highly recommend.

2. Physical Affection: Once again like his brother, holding hands, cuddles, and cradling his face all result in blushing. You make him feel weak. In a good way. In a staticky, heartmelting way. Just hold him close like how he holds you close. If he tries to look away keep your eye contact, tell him his eyes are beautiful and refocus his vision.

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🐻: 24 years old

🐔: 20 years old

🐊: 23 years old

🐺: 22 years old

🌞: 21 years old

🌚: 21 years old

🕷️: 29 years old

🐰: 23 years old

🦊: 40 years old

🌗: 38 years old

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Freddy:

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Mineral                                                                                                                         

Mental

Buff     Support     DEF

Cover

• Medium: Cashmere
• Afflatus: Bumblebee Jasper [Mineral] Peacemaker
• Fragrance Note: Vanilla, Shea Butter, Almond, Oud

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1960's for 24 years. Completed in Autumn, on September 5. Completed in Hurricane, Utah, United States.

Chica:

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Plant

Physical

DPS   Debuff 

Cover

• Medium: Feast
• Afflatus: Roses from the Supermarket [Plant] Work-Study
• Fragrance Note: Strawberries, Kiwi, Sour Straws, Pink Gardenia, Vanilla Cream 

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1970's for 19 years. Completed in the Spring of March 17th. Completed in San Francisco, California, United States. The exhibit tours in Japan every year.

Monty:

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Beast

Physical

Burst DMG   DPS   Nasty Wound 

Cover

• Medium: Python
• Afflatus: Might of the Beast [Beast] Leader of The Rebellion
• Fragrance Note: Leather, Cedarwood, Cigarettes, Saltwater, Fake Grass

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1990's for 23 years. Completed in Summer, on April 2nd. First exhibited in Lafayette, Louisiana, the exhibit was later moved to Pennsylvania.

Roxy:

✦✦✦✦✦✦

Beast

Physical

Burst DMG   Control 

Cover

• Medium: Hot Rod
• Afflatus: Tooth of the Lycan [Beast] Chosen Hero
• Fragrance Note: Jasmine, Cinnamon, Lilac, Leather, Gasoline, Linen

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1980's for 24 years. Completed in Autumn, on September 8th. Completed in Evanston, Illinois, United States.

Sun

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Star

Mental

Burst DMG   Heal   Dispeller

Cover

• Medium: Ghost Lights
• Afflatus: The Heliocentric Model [Star] Commerical Thespian
• Fragrance Note: Orange, Grapefruit, Sugar Cone, Lemon, Honeysuckle, Daisy, Peaches

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1940's for 21 years. Completed in Summer, on June 21st. First exhibited in Washington D.C. but frequently moves to Burbank, California

Moon

✦✦✦✦✦✦

Spirit

Mental

Burst DMG   DPS   Debuff

Cover

• Medium: Lunar Regolith
• Afflatus: Shadow of the Moon [Spirit] Laconic Astrophysicist
• Fragrance Note: Black Current, Lavender, Chamomile Tea, Cherry Lollipops, Belldonna

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1940's for 21 years. Completed in Summer, on June 21st. First exhibited in Washington D.C. but the exhibits visits to Burbank, California.

DJ Music Man:

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Beast

Physical

DPS   DEF  Support

Cover

• Medium: Audiophila
• Afflatus: String of Spider Silk [Beast] One-Man Rat Pack
• Fragrance Note: Coconut, Pineapple, Acai Berries, Cheerwine, Brass, Champagne

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1910's for 29 years. Completed in Winter, on January 27th. First exhibited in New Orleans, Louisiana, then took a brief tour to New York, New York.

Bonnie:

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Plant

Physical

Burst DMG  Extra Action   Counter 

Cover

• Medium: Trenchant Demurral
• Afflatus: Joseph's Coat [Plant] Liberation Kickstater
• Fragrance Note: Wild Cardamom, Saffron, Mint Leaves, Yellow Carnations, Bluebells

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1960's for 23 years. Completed in Summer, on June 1st. First exhibited in Melbourne, Australia, the exhibit was later moved to Utah.

Foxy:

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Intellect

Physical

Buff   Burst DMG

Cover

• Medium: Golden Compass
• Afflatus: Autodidact Cartography [Intelligence] Legitimate Pirate Captain
• Fragrance Note: Seawead, Clams, Barnacles, Orang Rines, Gin, Rum, Old Books

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1650's for 40 years. Completed in Autumn, on September 19th. First exhibited in Glasgow, Ireland. The exhibit has been seen to tour around the Carribbean.

Ruin Eclipse:

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Star

Mental

DPS   DEF  Support

Cover

• Medium: Epic Poetry
• Afflatus: Stars Lighting the Way [Star] Clairvoyant Prophet
• Fragrance Note: Wine, Honey, Goat's Milk, Aster, Marigold

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 11th Century for 38 years. Completed in Spring, on April 25th. First exhibited in Athens, Greece, the exhibit was later moved to London.

Glitch Eclipse:

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Spirit

Mental

DPS  Control   Debuff 

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• Medium: Dead Batteries
• Afflatus:  The Creeper [Spirit] 504 Bad Gateways
• Fragrance Note: Rusty Nails, Charcoal, Firewood, Cola

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1960's for an unknown amout of time. Said to be completed in Autumn, on September 9th. First exhibited in Cambridge, Massachusetts, has been exhibited everywhere around the world until it was contained in January 18th.

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Freddy 🐻: Hands down the best for cuddles. If he's free, ask him and he'll definitely offer you a spot on his lap and in his arms. Definitely a big spoon, there's just no way you could handle tons of metal on top of you. Even Freddy wouldn't recommend that, he'd crush you. When you're (ever) free or in need of a mental break of it all, Freddy would always be there for a cuddle session. He's so warm, like a heated blanket. 10 out of 10 cuddles.

Chica 🐔: Of course she'll cuddle you! Little spoon or big spoon it don't matter. What matters is that you're happily snuggling together. While she maybe the smallest of the bunch, she's still pretty heavy. Don't ask about a woman's weight how dare you! Is prone to chat with you to the point where you stay up all night.

Monty 🐊: Cuddles are the best with Monty. Yes his body heat is lower than Freddy but that doesn't deter you. If you like colder surfaces then he's perfect for you. If not, well then he can't do anything about it. Claws---er---sharp nails would trace your skin. Freckles, pimple scars, stretch marks, a pointer finger would follow these ephemeral trails one after the other. Forgot to mention: Definite big spoon. Giant mass of metal would crush your body. Monty's already scared to scratch you, crushing you was out of the options. Sometimes you could hear a purring/snoring like sound when you lay on him.

Roxy 🐺: Yeah, she can go for a cuddle. The least likely to ask for cuddles. By that I mean you two cuddle involuntary. "On accident" if you will. Big spoon for her. The least she'll do is lay a hand on your waist or play with your hair.

Sun 🌞: He loves cuddles. Is prone to start cuddling you randomly; appearing out of nowhere and snuggling against the crook of your neck. You'll be tangled in long, gangly limbs and heated by a high energy using battery. Yes his internal body heat is higher than Freddy, you'll start sweat after a few minutes. It's surprising for someone so hyper-active to lay down and cuddle you in silence; even though he's buzzing on the inside, you're so small and cute laying against like this. Definite big spoon, however little spooning occurs when his battery runs low. A head would rest on your lap as he peacefully drifts off, mumbling drowsily about how much he loves you. You would pet his hair and kiss his forehead whilst he sleeps.

Moon 🌚: I keep forgetting to put this so: Big Spoon. To the point where he carries you, initiating cuddle time. 10 out of 10 cuddles btw, which isn't surprising cuz naptime is his specialty; he was made to do this. He'll stroke his fingers through your hair, singing lullabies. And it doesn't help that he smells like lavender. Out of all the animatronics, Moon has the coldest body heat, which is nice for those love the cold. But if you get cold easily, he swaddle you in blankets to warm you up. Can't have his star freezing now. It's also common for both you and Sun to have a little cuddle party together, with Sun and you sleeping while Moon caresses your huddled bodies underneath the glow-in-the-dark stars. 

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🐻Freddy: Preservation, Fire

🐔Chica: Harmony, Wind

🐊Monty: Destruction, Physical

🐺Roxanne: Erudition, Lightning

☀️Sun: Abundance, Imaginary

🌙Moon: Nihility, Quantum

🕷️DJMM: Harmony, Physical

🐰Bonnie: Erudition, Winter

🦊Foxy: Preservation, Wind

🌗(Ruin) Eclipse: Abundance, Imaginary

🌘(Glitch) Eclipse: Nihility, Quantum

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Freddy 🐻: At first I immediately thought Seisho just because its the main school; the main characters are focused on them. Freddy and Nana are one in the same. However I was thinking Rinmeikan because its traditional, it kinda fits the Freddy's style a little. That hope for the school to not be closed down definitely resonants with him

Chica 🐔: Seisho; it just fits. Seriously though she's like almost half of the Stage Girls in the game. fr i can name like 10. She's literally a Stage Girl in the wrong game.

Monty 🐊: Oof...hard. Definitely not Siegfeld; too stuffy. Also not Frontier cuz I think he'll lose his mind to all these "peppy" stage girls. Probably either Seisho or Seiran. He'll be like Futaba and Kaoruko where he's not the best and looked upon as completely useless

Roxy 🐺: Siegfeld; the best with the best right? Would have a rivalry with Akira like Claudine with Maya. With that said also, she could be in Seisho fr. That "bitter" love triangle with Claudine and Maya would be goated.

Sun ☀: Frontier obvi. Aruru is literally the female version of him. Would totally get along with the frontier girls.

Moon 🌑: Now I could be boring and put him in Frontier. OR! I could put him in a different school. Like Siegfeld or Seisho. It'll be like Fumi and Shiori, Sun crying over how he and Moon chose separate ways like "bro i thought we were in this together" and Moon's like "lol nope i choose quality over quantity"

Bonnie 🐰: Siegfeld. DOOMED YAOI!!!! Like Isolde and Kakania but with him and Freddy. Complete heartbreak.

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🐻 Freddy: It was late. The Pizzaplex had already closed, meaning you had to stay the night again. Totally worth it, you thought, 'cause this is the only time you get to stay with Freddy. With being the main man of the Mall, Freddy gets no time for you at all. From shows to playing Fazerblast with the kids to meet-and-greets; you could never be a kids' mascot. Nor a pop star.

The couch creaked underneath the weight of his synthetic muscle mass and your body. You sit on his lap, your thighs straddling his waist comfortably. Grinding your hips with his as you trail kisses and love bites from his lips to jaw down his neck. 

"Mmm~...superstar..." He moaned. You knew just where to bite and lick, massaging the reddening splotches with your lips while your hands roamed down his chest and up again. The feel of his muscles tensing under his tight jumpsuit had your own legs going weak. You kissed him yet again, a moan muffled by lips. He's so sweet, so warm, so loving and caring. No wonder he's the star, he attracts all the attention.

🐔 Chica: A real cutie that's for sure. A smile with a wink and a giggle just emits her playful energy so well with laconic gestures. Energetic, bubbly, quirky Chica was all you thought as you shook your head mirthfully when she squawked about something random that just popped into her head.

So when she pressed up against you in a dark of the kitchen, you sweated. It was cute at first. She’d pepper sweet, chaste little kisses on your cheeks and nose before finally pressing her lips to yours. Everything in the beginning was slow, warm, and pure to a nauseating degree. Over time, however, that changed. She became rough, swallowing your plush lips as she gripped your shirt, almost ripping it.

Mind you, you're 5'6.

She's 5'9. 

For her to tower over you by three inches made you feel suppressed. And it didn't help that her endoskeleton, along with pounds of synthetic flesh, pressed over your body. You moaned, helplessly; she tastes like savory pepperoni with a hint of sweet fizzy-faz. Limited edition peach flavor, you're favorite. It's like she planned this to happen: You, pinned against the cold fridge door cooling whatever mystery meat was inside, moaning and dneedy. She, relishing all of it, cradling your waist and gripping the shirt collar as she bites and nips your lips until blood leaks so she can lick it. No wonder she went on that rant saying she'd wished to know what you taste like. 

Pure sugar and empty calories, like a true guilty pleasure.

🐊 Monty: Wet and sloppy. He loved nothing more than to make a right mess out of you both when you’d find the time to sneak away and see each other. Conflicting schedules and the fact that it wasn’t exactly good for either of you to be seen together in public made meeting up almost impossible if it wasn’t in the dead of night. But when you did finally slip away from your duties, it was a guarantee that both of your pent-up frustrations would be let out all at once.

He would slam you, holding you up by your ass and thighs as he kissed you. Your arms would either be tangled in fake greeny or holding onto his shoulders for dear life. Teeth clashing and spit dribbling from the corners of your lips, it was anything but kid-friendly. Your exposed hips were littered with scratches and blossoming bruises from where he dug his nails into your skin, dragging him closer to hear you whine into each desperate kiss. In response, you grip his hair, pulling it to make him feel the same pleasurable pain you do. Good to know he's got a hair-pulling kink.

“Don’t stop,” you panted. “We don’t have much longer.”

Monty groaned as he ground his hips against yours, his lips brushing down your cheek and leaving a wet trail of kisses across your jaw to your ear. “Don’t need to tell me twice, cher.” He licks your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine. You've got about what, ten minutes until the next show? A lot could happen in ten minutes doll.

🐺 Roxy: You are nothing. Nothing to Roxy. How the fuck did she tolerate you for soon long?

These thoughts swirled into her head as she tried so desperately to cling to you while she held you close. She wanted to despise you. To push you away. If she could, she’d go back in time and tell herself to never give you the chance to worm your way into her heart. And yet here she is, on top of a flesh bag full of bones, blood, and blasé benefits.

How could anyone love you? How could she ​​​​​love you?

Despite showing you everything, even the darkest corners of herself, you come back. And you never plan on leaving. 

She kissed you roughly, biting you in the neck and jaw, then soothing them with her lips. She would play with your boobs, but her hands are currently occupied. Someone's gotta keep those grubby hands in check while she maims you. The small whimper you gave when her hold on you tightened was swallowed by her onslaught. She was trying to drown her thoughts of you so she could be free of them. And at the same time, she craved more from you. To listen to your litany of whines, gasps, and moans she drew from you until your throat went raw. Glory, power, control whatever it's called. She needed to get her frustration out.

What better person than you?

☀ Sun: “We-We can’t do this here,” he whimpered. You chuckled at his worried form; you know he wants this, he's been craving this for a while now. A smirk grew on your lips, that mischievous glint in your eyes meant you were up to no good, and he was your prime target. Hands strangled the bells on his cuffs to muffle their jingles. Sun's back was pressed against the Lincoln log doors as his legs were pinned under you. 

"There's no one here Sunny. The kids won't come back until tomorrow." You purred.

"But--" You shut him up. Sun's eyes were wide as red exclamation points blinked on them. Distress then turned into bliss as he melted into the kiss. The exclamations shifted into pink hearts. Steam whistled from his ears and a blush crawled on his cheeks. His chest ran hot, the fan churned trying to keep up with the rising heat. You pulled away for breath, smiling at the poor man as you leaned forward. Eyes glazed over and lidded, an intoxicated smile, he looked shit-faced, positively divine. He giggled drunkenly, idolizing the pretty lady above him.  

“Let’s see how long I can kiss you before you either combust, or we’re found.” You purred.  Sun groaned into your next kiss. Porcelain clashed with calcium like two toy teacups. You pampered him, taking your time to show how much love you had for him. 

🌑 Moon: Swimming and slithering in sheets and blankets, you gently hold his waist as you leave kisses over his face. Bright red eyes glowed in the dim light of the tent, peeking through his thick, dark lashes that fluttered with every impatient nip you took at his sensitive skin. It was cute how you continued to press closer, practically laying against his chest. Feeling the cooling fans run underneath the hardworking mechanisms of his body.

Oh how mighty and brazen he was when he carried you from the desk into the tent after urging you for a cuddle session after you denied him multiple times. Look at him, he's all hot and bothered by your usurper, pecking his nose randomly, then his cheeks, then his lips and finally pushing him to the padded floor to continue your attack. His eyes were still a deep red but soon grew little hearts beating with love. 

“You’re beautiful…” You whispered, breaking Moon from his lustful haze. That fuzzy feeling spread all through his chest with your words. Beautiful, that's the last thing anyone would call him. 

“I...think you’re far more beautiful, Star.” He gently pushes a strand of hair away from your face. You smile softly, sealing your love with another deep kiss as the nightlights flicker with merriment.  

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🐻 Karaoke Machine

🐔Roller Blades w/ Cute Shinguards & Socks

🐊Amp w/ New Bass Strings

🐺Toy Racecar

🌞Art Kit 

🌚Sewing/Crocheting Kit

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Freddy: Grizzly Bear

Chica: Silkie Chicken

Monty: American Alligator

Roxy: Eastern Wolf

Sun: Golden Retriever

Moon: Bambino Hairless Cat

DJ Music Man: Brushed Trapdoor Spider

Bonnie: Champagne D'argent Rabbit

Foxy: Red Fox

Eclipse: California Quail

Glitch Eclipse: Orange-tipped Oakwood Moth

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Freddy 🐻: "Happy Valentine's Day Superstar." Freddy smiles as he hands you a bouquet behind his back. He must've bought these from the flower shop nearby. No wonder he disappeared without a trace before. You were handed a whole bushel of flowers as well as a card hidden deep within. They smelled wonderful—a little overpowering. The card had a little pop-up heart and some cursive writing. Freddy's writing. You must've read it more than five times just for good measure.  

"Aw, Thank you, honey bear." You wrapped your arms around the burly man, feeling the scruff rubbing your chin as he smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too..."

Chica 🐔: She was always a great cook. Really, she is. You never see whatever she cooked because she always eats it before you can see it. Whatever, the crumbs were always delicious. 

This year, however, was different. The smell of a feel-good meal wafted into the kitchen. After coming home from a long day of work, good food is just what you need. Knowing Chica's huge appetite, you bought some chocolates to share. Though, it looks like she beat you to it.

"Happy Valentine's Day Gumdrop!!!!" You saw your girlfriend pop out from behind the kitchen, with a dirty spatula in hand and an equally dirty apron wrapped around her form. Her smile was beaming.

"Happy Valentine's Day." You shook the box of chocolates to grab her attention. "Bought some chocolate."

"Ooo great we can have those later. Come on, I made dinner." She pushes you towards the kitchen, where all the smells are coming from. "I was in a cooking mood."

"I'm surprised. All the food is here and there's no sign of crumbs anywhere." 

"Hey! I'm not that much of a glutton. Besides, this meal is for both of us."

Chica dragged you to a chair as she served the first course. Throughout the night, you ate until you couldn't anymore. The chocolates could wait for later.

Monty 🐊: “Here.”

Monty's eyes went wide as you handed him a box of chocolates. “Huh?”

“It’s Valentine’s Day.” You said. “You know, the day people give chocolates and flowers and, other, stuff..?” He blinked at you with the most blank look you've ever seen him have.

“I, uh… Thanks?”

It took you a moment to realize he wasn’t joking around and was genuinely confused.

“Wait, is this the first time someone’s ever gotten you something for Valentine’s?” Slowly, Monty nodded.

“Yeah. Never been the kind of person people go give gifts to. I'm surprised you even took the time to grab something for me.” He blushed, scratching his head. 

“Welp...uh...do you want to share the chocolates?”

 "Sure."

You grab his wrist. "And since we're here, let's go on a date."

Monty blushed at the touch of your hand. Today was definitely not the day he expected it to be. The sight of the man's flustered self-made you smile even more. A date with your favorite droid with some chocolate in hand, you wouldn't have it any other way. 

Roxy 🐺: 

It was a set of not-so-subtle hints on your part that you were expecting something for Valentine’s. A note. A chocolate bar. A single rose. A dinky-looking sweater. You couldn’t have been more obvious with those “hints” that you were leaving.

And that’s exactly why when Valentine’s Day rolled around, you were heartbroken to find nothing prepared for you.

No cute notes. No chocolates. No flowers.

Nothing.

What. The. Fuck?!

You spent the entire day alone. Forced to watch all of these gross couples doing gross "cute" couple things that rubbed salt into your fresh wound. The other androids had already given you your gifts, and yet not even a single message from Roxy was received. Losing all hope for the night, you decided to call it early and returned to reality so at least everyone else could enjoy their evening. The last you want to do is rain on everyone else's parade. 

So, with a heavy heart, you made it home with tired, tear-filled eyes. However, your eyes dried when you saw a whole bundle of gifts packed inside the house. Heart balloons, chocolate boxes, flowers, plushies, little wrapped gifts. As if someone ransacked a Target. In a state of awe, you tripped over a pink streamer tied around your ankle. Getting back up on your feet, you saw a tall, muscular, beautiful woman wearing a stupid shirt that said: "I'm Yours. No Refunds. Sorry About That." 

"I know you're really into this stuff so I got some things beforehand." Said Roxy, helping you up from the floor. You hugged her tightly, spinning around in glee. Of course she didn't forget.

Sun ☀: He's covered in glitter. Just rolling in it at this point. He made so many crafts. Pop-up cards with butterflies fluttering out of them. Painted clay model drying on a rack. Hearts made out of paper, yarn, cardboard, wood, whatever he could get his hands on; all in multiple shades of pink. 

"MmmmmWAH! Happy Valentine's Day Sunshine!" Sun gave you the big ol' kiss, followed by multiple smaller kisses around your face. You nuzzled noses; god was he adorable, and so giddy too. Valentine's Day was one of his favorite holidays; not to be compared with Christmas. A whole day dedicated to you, his star, his eternal sunshine. And now that he's staying at your place forever, oh he'll explode just thinking about it. A hug tighter than a twine on a honey-baked ham squeezes you as he giggles in glee. 

You laughed at his antics, pulling away so you could look at him. A hand plucks pieces of paper and glitter flecks off his clothes and hair. Sun just looks at you with a loving gaze. Blue eyes turned into pink hearts as a giggle emitted from him. You cupped his face, leaning closer to peck softer, gentle kisses on his face, before sealing it with one on his lips.

"Happy Valentine's Day Sunny." You purred. 

Moon 🌑: With skill, precision, and patience, the android had crafted you a little doll version of yourself. 

"So...the little Moon won't be lonely tonight." His voice rumbled. A faint blush crawled on his cheeks. His eyes look away as the little doll is handed to you delicately. You cradled the doll with love, it smiled at you with joy. A little (Y/N) to pair with the little Moon and the little Sun. Perfect.

"I love it." You leaned in closer. "Thank you, my moonlight." You peppered a trail of featherlight kisses from under his ear, across his jaw, and then up his cheek before finally returning to his lips. Moon kissed you back, deepening the kiss and swallowing the surprised gasp you gave when he pulled you flush against him. He could feel how you smiled into the kiss. Once you pulled away, you saw small tears running down his face. 

"What's wrong, Moony?" You asked oh so innocently. So sweetly that he couldn't answer. The reason swam through his mind like a storm at sea. After so long, of torture, pain, and heavy guilt, Moon had finally found a place called home. Where he could finally be loved. Where he could stay with his brother and his new friends. And you. 

“It’s nothing,” he said as he moved his hands around to your back, hugging you so he could bury his face in the crook of your neck. “Just, let's stay like this for a bit…please.”

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Freddy 🐻: You're well-acquainted with sitting on Freddy's lap. The heated silicon acted as a warm cushion for your bottom. The manufacturers made his thighs pretty plush despite his muscular form. Freddy likes to place you on his lap after shows or after anything for that matter. Freddy is a busy man as he is the face of the Pizzaplex. Once things die down, Freddy loves to unwind with you. Your smaller form cradled into his large hands as the two of you chat. All in all, he loves holding you in his lap.

Chica 🐔: While she's deemed the smallest of the gang, she's still taller than you. I said it before in the "Making Out" headcanons, but I'll say it again: Chica's 5'9, you're 5'6. And God does she love using your height as an excuse to baby you. She practically abuses the height difference. Pinch your cheeks and pat your head whilst she giggles and calls you cute. That also means an excuse for lap-sitting. Where Chica plops you into her lap and plays with your hair, squawking about whatever is generated in her motherboard. Sometimes before a show, she has you in her lap while she does her makeup to have one final chat before she hits the stage. Her thighs are so soft and squishy; they make the perfect pillow. Overall, best lap to sit on.

Monty 🐊: Physical affection is his love language, so of course, Monty's hands are around you somewhere some time. From a hand on your hip to just straight up carrying you over the shoulder. No matter the body type, Monty fucking loves holding you. Lap-sitting is very common with the caiman man. (cai-man i need to fucking stop) Most commonly after a show where he unwinds with you on his meaty thighs making out in his green room with the curtains closed and the lights hazy. Sometimes when he's not feeling feisty, he just places you on his lap and holds you for comfort. He'll play a little tune on his bass whilst your head rests on his chest to lull you to sleep. 

Roxy 🐺: Lap sitting always includes a free makeover and juicy gossip. You're sitting in front of her vanity whilst her nails comb through your hair and style it on a whim. Will also do her makeup before a show with you on her lap. Her thighs are meaty, but a little soft, and her boobs make the best pillow ever. You'll just stuff your face into her breasts just to rouse her. (She's gonna maim you one way or the other ~) 

Sun 🌞: Expect not a lot of lap sitting. I know, I know, you want to sit on his lap ALL THE TIME, but the dude has to run around the daycare all day to monitor all the children at once. Very little time you get to be in his lap; only a fraction of downtime is when you'll be in his lap comfortably. Although, he's more likely to crawl into your lap out of exhaustion and touch deprivation. He'll probably sleep on you depending on his battery life. When you're in his lap, you two are probably doing arts & crafts together. The tiny chairs are highly uncomfortable, so you eschew sitting on them. Sun's lap is the better option; a heated chest and soft, thin thighs to sit on. You'll never see it with your height difference, but it's obvious that he's flustered about your position. His face is a vibrant red and his fans are whirling faster than a turbine. Oh look, he's stuttering. I-It's just...you look so cute! You're so small compared to him! Even your hands disappear into his hands. He's gonna combust any minute now.

Moon 🌚: Expect lots of lap sitting. Comfort is king for Moon; he was LITERALLY built for this. Unlike Sun, who bouncing around the daycare all day, Moon merely meanders around the sleeping children making sure they're sleeping soundly. Once the final child is put to rest, you and Moon snuggle up against each other. HIs thighs are cold. A cooling cold, not a shivering cold. His legs too are thin, but more meaty and tender than Sun's. Claw-like fingers scratch your head like a scalp massager as soft whispers of sweet-nothing coo your ears, melting you into a dream-like state. Pull up a blanket and get comfy, you deserve this long night's rest.

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Freddy 🐻: You fell first and harder.

Chica 🐔: She fell first, but you fell harder.

Monty 🐊: You fell first, but her fell harder.

Roxy 🐺: You fell first, but she fell harder.

Sun 🌞: He fell first and harder.

Moon 🌚: You fell first, bit he fell harder.

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Freddy 🐻: The sheer moment you're free from your duties, you wait for Freddy in his green room. The guy is a busy man, so prepare yourself. Sometimes you'd pull off your escapade for a spontaneous meet-and-greet with the kids. So far the staff believe it. However, once you spot the guy waving at you from miles away, you grin. The green room is the only place for cuddles. Freddy always thought your height was remarkable; the only one who could match you was DJ Music Man. We all know Fredbear is the cuddler of the two of you, but you get your chances to coddle him. Your thighs are so plush, making it a great cushion as Freddy says. You two chat about the day while you cuddle.

Chica 🐔: Absolutely LOVES being held by you. She's the shortest, so it's easier to spoon her. You can place her on your lap and that's it. Braid it, comb it, play with her hair and she'll chirp happily. Loves sleeping on your thighs, but not as much as your boobs. They're so soft! She'll always initiate cuddles, but you'll always be the big spoon, except when she wants to spoon you. Now you have a personal jetpack. Cuddles happen either in the green room, Mazercise, or at your attraction (you choose). Also, expect lots of piggyback rides. 

Monty 🐊: Jealous of your height, but secretly thinks it's so hot. Physical affection is your love language, so you both share lots of synthetic skin-to-skin contact. Monty's hands are all over you as much as yours on him. Cuddles only happen in the green room and sometimes in Gator Golf when you two make out in the darkest corners. Oh btw all cuddles turn into makeout sessions eventually. Monty loves your plush thighs; he'll use them as stress balls whenever something irks him. He'll also stuff his face into your breasts and tease your nipples just to rouse you.

Roxy 🐺: Also jealous of your height. My god, does she hate that she likes your height? Her fingers twitch and jolt with anger, just thinking about tearing up your legs, maybe even squeezing them in the process. Real romantic huh? Eventually, she'll fall for you the softer way, removing the envy from her system by demolishing kids at the raceway. Lap sitting only happens in her green room, especially when she styling. The cushion of her chair was flaccid and tearing up, but management refused to get her a new one. Now she doesn't have to worry. She has you. And it's a win-win: you get to feel Roxy on top of you and she gets a comfortable seat.

Sun 🌞: You're so huggable! UH! He just wants to squeeze all day! Whoever built you gave you the softest synthetic flesh ever. Cuddles and lap sitting anywhere in the daycare. Crafting, chatting, any excuse to sit on your lap; he finally gets the chance to feel what it's like to be one of the kids on his lap. Whenever Sun's on low battery, you become his favorite pillow, resting his head on your thighs happily. Tuck him in and hum a lullaby; he loves it (you and moon tie for best singer, even though you're the only ones he's heard.) Sometimes you offer him a massage; there's no real muscle to soothe, but the sensation is nice. Automatically melts to your touch. 

Moon 🌚: He's familiar with DJ's height, but he's not familiar with the unexcepted cuddles. A hug behind the back scared the gigabytes out of him. He didn't realize the major height difference until you did that. He's never felt small before. An angy growl emits from his voicebox. Get off! But after you brush past the hostility, you see the softer Moon come out. He's heard about how you are with Sun and his naptime routine and he maybe kinda sorta NOT desperately want you to do the same. The lunar bot soon cozies up against your chest underneath a few blankets with your gentle hand scratching his scalp. 

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Of course, the two brothers know about the other's crush on you. They used to share a mind and a body, so twin telepathy was a given between them. They know they can be territorial with most things, but Sun proposed that the two should learn to share you equally. Sun can have you during the day and Moon can have you at night. The twins shook on it and soon confessed to you separately. However, unbeknownst to them, you only had room for one in your heart.

Sun 🌞: 

If he's the one, he'll be ecstatic! Oh happy days! You love him too! He hugs you so hard it's almost an OSHA violation. Sorry! He's just so so so so so happy. He's been fidgeting and panicking; overheating his drive like crazy. He's been having way too many maintenance checks in the past; fans overworked to the point of combustion, melting pieces of skin and burnt fabric of his costume. He'll never tell how or why this happens; that's a super secret secret. But it's easy to figure out. The way he gets all flustered and giddy beside you are clear indicator of love. Benison, Claire, even Lorelei told---no scolded---him to confess, before he breaks down for good. Oh, he can't wait to tell Moonie about this. Until, you cough...you were never really fond of his twin. He's pretty...odd, as you call it. You never like the dark as a child, and you still don't to this day. To you, Moon is those childhood nightmares, those sleep paralysis demons you have on late nights alone. The bumps in the night. The glowing red eyes staring at you in the dark. You didn't want to upset Sun's feelings, but the thought of the Moon clinging to you gives you the shivers. "Moonie isn't the friendliest to new people, but when you get to know him he's the absolute sweetest, most gentle person in the world. He'll never hurt you, I promise!" Sun really tries to persuade you to like his estranged brother; he even (forces) invites you to a little tea party. You merely shift in the little chair uncomfortably, slowly moving to Sun's side for protection. The solar android sighs; he thinks his brother deserves the world---the whole solar system! But, sometimes people like to stay in the light.

If he's not the one, t-that's ok...! Not everyone likes his excited demeanor. Sometimes he can come off as overbearing and domineering, but he really means no harm. He can be quiet. He can be calming. He can be gentle and soft and peaceful. Look at how he is with the children. Look! You merely just watch him from afar. You would scoot away from him if he's too close, brush off his compliments and cheers, even try to leave early in the afternoon.

Sun just...smiles.

You think he's a little much? That's ok!

You rather be with Moon? That's ok!

You don't want him to be around you? That's...that's...ok...

Moon 🌚: 

If he's the one, he'll grow a genuine smile. A little bit of blush flushes his alabaster cheeks. You give him the softest kiss on his cheek, feeling the heat underneath your lips. After that day, he's been so endearing to you; asking how your day was while he caresses your face, staring into your gorgeous eyes. He's down bad for you; tracing kisses along your neck to your jaw, murmuring sweet-nothings to your ear. You curl up against his cooling body for a good night's rest as he sings you a lullaby to sleep. Your tiny frame wrapped around him like a koala trying to spoon him. The nights bloom beautifully now. He's happier, tender, and now even a little more patient with the children naughty or not. Security patrols are walks in the park to his database. He'll even sneak you away from work outside the daycare to cuddle with him. If only Sun would see him now. He'll probably tease him about earning your love first, perhaps calling him a scaredy cat in the process. It wasn't until you told him you never liked his brother anyway. 

"What?" He sits up from his position. "You don't like Sun?"
"No. Not really." 

And you were being so casual about it. Moon continued to ask you why the sudden distaste. Almost everyone loves Sun, the kids, the other androids, a few staff members. To be honest, your dislike was weirding him out. You don't like how peppy and upbeat he is. It's "annoying" as you call it. Moon's eyes widen. How could you say such a thing?! He would growl and scorn you to liking him; after all the gushing Sun's been doing, hearing his quixotic dreams of love ramble and scramble in his scatterbrained motherboard. To him, Sun deserves the world. He deserves his dreams to come true. And you've shattered them. 

All he does is huff. Red eyes bore into yours once again. 

The night grew silent and cold.

If he's not the one, he'll be heartbroken. A cold, emotionless face hardens on the surface; he's used to rejection. To disdain. To fear of him. He's played the bad guy multiple times in the past. But this...this wasn't some children's fable. You were his true love; he's been having dreams about you. To hold you, brush your hair, caress your face, give you all the softest, sweetest kisses. It all faded into black. Voidless, vantablack. 

And when you confess to Sun. When your smiles lit up like fireworks. Something...boiled inside of him.

Churned, ignited, burned. 

His fairytale ending was given to Sun. His own brother. His own synthetic flesh and metallic bone. He curses. He roars and screams and shreds whatever joy appears in his eyes.

He cries. He cries himself to sleep. He's all alone again.

There's no happily ever after for villains after all.

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hica: We never leave anyone behind.

(Y/N): Well I got left behind this morning. Bus driver's a fucking asshole.

Moon: I want to be invisible.

Roxy: *looks at Moon's fit* Then why do you come to public school dress in pajama pants and fucking glasses?

Roxy: Oh my god! You're micro-penis!

Sun: It's not actually a micro penis!

Sun: My titties are tenderized...

Monty: It's 3rd period shit lips. I've gotta get to "remedial algebra".

Monty: Oh, well there's a difference between "intent" and "impact".

Monty: I learned that at the anti-bullying assembly last month.

Monty: *after bullying Sun* Should I let him off with a warning?

Lackey: Haha Yeah! 😃

*Monty glares at the Lackey*

(Y/N): Can I carry your books for you?

Sun: "Carry my book..."? I don't think either of us are ready for that, I mean we're only 18!

Claire: This is politics, (Y/N), learn to multi-task.

*Vanessa readies a hammer to smash Roxy's phone."

Roxy: NO! *puts her hand over her phone.*

Vanessa: *in complete confusion* Did you just throw your hand BETWEEN the hammer and the phone?

Sun: Y'know, like--Newton's law of motion, like physics.

Moon: This project's on thermodynamics. What the fuck are you talking about?

Chica: *looks to Sun* What was it like when she touched your arm...?

Chica: DID YOU CUM?!?!

Chica: FREDDY'S TALKING TO BONNIE!!!
(Y/N): NANI?!?!?!?!

*Sun on the phone with (Y/N)*

Chica: What is she saying? What the FUCK IS SHE SAYING?!

Sun: SHUT THE FUCK UP!

(Y/N): Excuse me? 🤨

Sun: You're telling me I've gotta be funny AGAIN? I didn't on purpose the first time!

Freddy: Me and Bonnie in carnal embrace? That's ridiculous.

Bonnie: Think you're better than me 'cuz you come from money?

Sun: Oh, no I-I think the bowtie gave you the wrong idea---I'm not rich.

Bonnie: E U G H. So you're a poor piece of shit then?

Bonnie: I did not consent to this rende-voos.

Freddy: Mom, will you pass the butt stuff?

Mother: 😃

Father: 😀

Freddy: *completely flustered* The but-TER. BUT-TER. Will you pass the but-ter, heheh...I just want some head and butter---BREAD!

Mother: 😃

Father: 😀

Freddy: Bread and butt sex to go with this big shaft of meat I'm gonna choke down!

Sun: I've got butterflies in my tummy, and they're flying real low today...

*Claire in Dean Vanessa's office.*

Vanessa: Whoa whoa whoa whose plan was it Claire?

Claire: *having a mental breakdown* It's God plan!

Claire: And he's leaving me out to dry!

Claire: DO SOMETHING YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!

Moon: *points a knife* DON'T! FOLLOW MEH! *runs into the darkness*

Sun: Dagnammit. I need a DOGGONE drink. Give me a cup of hot water and make it strong.

(Y/N): Are we in trouble? Do we need to get hold of Lorelei?

Claire: Good luck getting a hold of her. Does your phone plan cover calls to hell?

(Y/N): Hell?

Claire: She's pansexual and dead, where else would she be?

Sun: *sobbing* I've done so many terrible things, like touching myself and lying to the police.

Lorelei: The souls of the pervs make me strong. >:)

Benison: Eyes on me. 😊

Benison: (Y/N) Up here! 😠

Sun: *sighs sitting on a bench alone* I turned 40 today.

Roxy: They ended up studying out of sheer boredom.

Bonnie: Ew.

Chica: You all just watch each other pee? Oh it's better than I ever imagined ~.

Sun: Am I reading as ghost or Lin Manuel Miranda?

Chica: You're the bestest friend I've ever had.

Moon: Oh that's sad.

Monty: I love...to FUCK.

*Sun having a crisis*

Chica: It's all right Sun---

Roxy: Don't comfort him he's fucking weird.

Vanessa: On the ground bitch imma cop

Monty: Man something reeks.

Moon/(Y/N)/Lorelei: Sorry, that's me.

Sun: *on the phone* You don't say?

Sun: You don't say?

Freddy: What they find Sun?

Sun: They didn't say.

(Y/N): I knew him. I just hated his guts.

Claire: Not enough to kill though.

(Y/N): We both know you can't ignore me because you're crazy about me.

Sun: *in shock* WHAT?!

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🐻: Bisexual (with a preference for men)

🐔: Lesbian 

🐊: Bisexual (with a preference for women)

🐺: Lesbian

🌞: Pansexual 

🌚: Pansexual Demiromantic

🕷️: Pansexual 

🐰: Bisexual (with a preference for men)

🦊: Bisexual 

🌗: Pansexual 

🌘: Straight/ Womanizer

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Freddy 🐻: When he pinned you to the wall, all the determination fled from his face as a slight blush rose from his cheeks. Freddy wanted to show he could be assertive in a relationship because back then, Bonnie would always take the lead in...everything; pinning him against the wall like this was exactly how he approached him in the past. But, back then, Bonnie was a playboy, the ladies' man, all suave and smooth, and despite his size, caught everyone's eye. Freddy was the lead man and the face of the Pizzaplex, but courageous, flamboyant gestures were never his strong suit. That's why even now he felt the doubt sinking in a little, causing him to blush in embarrassment. Luckily for you, however, you were all for it, pulling him close to kiss him.

When you pinned him to the wall, he was completely clueless. 5'6 doesn't really get you far—his lower abdomen at the very least—but you wanted to fluster the droid, and after reading "A Guide To See How To Fluster Your Cybernetic Sweetheart," embarrassment was the only option you had. Though it seems like it didn't work, the droid's face seemed more confused than flustered. You ended up having to explain yourself before earning that kiss.

Chica 🐔: When she pinned you to the wall, it was an accident. Really, it was! She just so happened to trip over herself and pin you to the wall. Sure, it may seem all too smooth and scripted, but she really didn't—she meant to do that. She's been watching K-Dramas with Bension late at night. Of course, she learned something from it. It just seems so cool! And sexy! And perfect! Especially with the height difference: the male is always at least 5 inches or more taller than the female. So she set everything up in the kitchen to stage the perfect scene before dragging you there. Though what she never expected was the abruptness and the short distance; she could count the eyelashes on your face from this close. And with one swift motion, she could taste the sweetness of your lips.

When you pinned her to the wall, she got flustered. Like before, she knows about Kabedon, she always wanted to do it, and she always wanted someone else to do it on her. Of course, she was expecting Roxy, but YOU?! A different story. She squeeked a little once you slammed your hand against the wall as dark eyes bore into her light ones. To her, you're absolutely gorgeous! To you, she's so fucking cute. And that's how the two of you kissed in the dark.

Monty 🐊: When he pinned you to the wall, your chest tightened, you flared up, and you growled in annoyance. He always does this: when you tease/flirt with him, when he's aggravated, when he's feeling lucky~. Once you're backed into a corner, a nice, firm hand clutches your wrist while the other arm rises overhead. No matter how many times he does it, you flinch. You flush. And he revels in all of it. A sweet nothing tickles your ear, mayhaps a lick to the earlobe. Hot breath collides against bristled hairs as you slightly sweat a little. A kiss, and then a tongue plunges into your mouth and pillages your molars and canines as you moan in pleasure and hands ride up against his waist, his chest, his neck. Goodness, were you getting turned on?

When you pinned him to the wall, his eyes widened a little. Damn, he wasn't prepared for that. Especially the loud slam you made with your palm. You had pinned him to silence him; the jeering was getting irritating, and you weren't in the mood. You didn't even want to talk to him, but no, Monty had to rear in big ol' head in when you're the shittiest. You practically lunged at him, piercing into his eyes to stop, but there was something even more predatory than that. Damn, did he look good all quiet and surprised? Perhaps you could destress yourself while you're here.

Roxy 🐺: When she pinned you to the wall, dear God, you wanted to devour her. Standing at a height of 6ft, she could practically stomp on you, and she would, but not during working hours. Roxy's golden eyes would penetrate you as your breath was stolen. Newly painted nails would claw against your soft skin, enough to make you bleed a little. Did she just lick her lips? Wolves love to marinate their prey with fear, and frankly, she was doing a great job. The soft pads of synthetic skin part your glossy lips, just enough for her to kiss.

When you pinned her to the wall, she got upset. What the hell were you doing?! She felt shocked, but challenged. She'll waste no time grabbing your face and pulling you in. A fight for control, for dominance, for passion. Tongues plunge into mouths as they break through calcium and porcelain. Saliva, both natural and artificial, spills from lips. She won't allow you to win, no matter how many times you try. 

Sun 🌞: When he pinned you to the wall, he was SOOOO nervous. This was a dare from Moon, claiming that he couldn't fluster you just as much as you fluster him. He wasn't wrong, though; almost everything you do makes this droid swoon. He's smitten. He's infatuated. He's lovestruck. He would do anything for you if you asked. And that's when Moon intervened with his little dare after the sunny droid swooned over you again. Mainly, Moon wanted a little fun with his brother, but he really didn't think he would do it, and so poorly too. The towering robot timbered over your smaller form, making you collapse onto the soft padding. You both flushed like crazy, enough where steam was coming from Sun's ears. You've never been this close together in such an awkward position. Your heart was pounding against your chest, making you gasp for air, but Sun took that as a signal for a frightened kiss.

When you pinned him to the wall, he panicked. A nervous chuckled sent shivers down your spine. While you held your face, your heart was pounding, rupturing, and you started panting even though you didn't even kiss yet. Your lips kept drying so you had to keep licking them, but that only made Sun even more flustered. In the end, you kissed his soft lips, wanting to end the awkwardness.

Moon 🌚: When he pinned you to the wall, you actually screamed. It was dark and the screen behind the security desk was out of order, turning the daycare into a void. But you knew that sweet scent of lavender, the inky hair tickling your sides, and those piercing red eyes staring into yours. Moon's grin reflect a bit of light from the distance. He snickered, teasing about how scared you got, scaredy cat. Don't you know it's only him whose around? None of those boogeyman and monsters lurked around here at night, not while he's around. You chuckled, trying to make light of the situation, but before you could speak, two soft thin lips collided with yours.

When you pinned him to the wall, he was startled. He, just like Monty, did not expect the gumption you have to pin him. You could the blush on his face as he giggled a little; you look so tiny compared to him, oh but the guts you had to approach him like this definitely interested him. Maybe even aroused him a little. He irked you, provoked you, wanting you to entertain him a little more, because this can't be the best you got. And it wasn't. Your grip on his collar and the might to pull him down for a kiss was the main attraction.

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🐻Freddy: Geo, Claymore

🐔Chica: Anemo, Polearm

🐊Monty: Pyro, Claymore

🐺Roxanne: Electro, Sword

☀️Sun: Dendro, Catalyst

🌙Moon: Cryo, Bow

🕷️DJMM: Geo, Catalyst

🐰Bonnie: Hydro, Polearm

🦊Foxy: Geo, Sword

🌗(Ruin) Eclipse: Hydro, Catalyst

🌘(Glitch) Eclipse: Pyro, Bow

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Freddy 🐻: He can struggle to read the room. There are times when you're upset about something, and Freddy hasn't realized the issue. Be it mistaken for you being sick or on your period, Freddy would look over it. He can be practical at times, and can't differentiate between you wanting advice and wanting comfort.

You can go a long time without seeing him. As the main man and one of the most popular animatronics, Freddy's always out and about with birthday parties, meet-n-greets, performances, Fazerblast; someone always wanted, or needed, to see him, making your schedules never aligned and having to wait a couple of days to properly meet...before you go back to work.

Chica 🐔: She's ditzy. And while that may be comical and even attractive to some, there are times when Chica messes up the easiest things or just lacks some common sense. Like putting metal in the microwave and believing it's gonna be fine. Or digging into the trash to prepare a nice meal for you. Unlike Freddy, who doesn't understand some human traits like why people lie or why people find pleasure in others' pain, Chica just doesn't understand basic human qualities. No Chica, humans can't stuff candies into their ears to store for later.

She's blunt as fuck. With her airheadedness, she can say the most wildest shit. To the point where people could be offended. Until someone points it out and explains to her why it's wrong, she'll never understand.

Monty 🐊: He's a real dick. We all know Monty has a dirty mouth and a bad attitude, so prepare for lots and lots of conflict. It's always a losing battle with him when it comes to arguments because even if whatever he says backfires, he'll always resort to violence. A big crashout, as if he's trying to push you away, or trying to see how far he could push your buttons.

He can be a little too flirtatious. Big on PDA. Inneudos for days. Likes to hold onto you somehow, someway, at some time while whispering sweet-nothings into your ear, licking your earlobe, or even giving you a hickey. Later on in the relationship, Monty can be a little too touchy-feely, to the point where it seems predatory or possessive. If you're someone who doesn't like to be touched or who has trauma with possessive men, Monty wouldn't be your type because he can't go a full day without digging his nails against your soft flesh, as red eyes gaze over your body, and a tongue licks over dark lips.

Roxy 🐺: She's clingy. If you don't give her attention, the relationship is already over. Roxy craves attention; she needs a supporter, a fan, someone who could praise her, and you should be grateful you're dating the best. She'll throw the biggest fit if your eyes are elsewhere; it always feels like you're walking on eggshells. Super jealous; won't let you go out with other people and often forces you to decline plans, and she's a gaslighter.

She'll compare you to others. When you're riding with the best, you need to become the best. That being said, she sometimes forces you to change, whether you want to or not. Life is a competition, and you need to be the best at everything in order to succeed in life...at least to her eyes. Sometimes, she'll project her own insecurities onto you. Can be super critical of the most random things and can berate you for doing things "your way", making you believe you're stupid. She has no regrets for what she says; if it hurts, deal with it, because it's the truth. You'll grow stronger when you get used to it.

Sun 🌞: He's too positive. If you're having a bad day, you would go to him, thinking about collapsing into his arms and just...cry, maybe even sleep, who knows? The thing is, Sun would often offer you advice that may seem...a little too pushy. He offered to distract you with crafts or playing a game when you really, REALLY just want a hug. Not to mention, he's a busy man. There's only one of him and more than 20 kids in the daycare. As much as he would like to spend time with you, the kids are his priority. He IS the daycare attendant, so you're gonna have to wait.

He's a perfectionist/control freak. There are proper ways to do things. To craft a paper pal, to paint a picture, to mix a color, to clean a table. There are proper ways to do all these things. And if you can't do these things right...well...let's just say you'll get pissy Sun. As an actor, an artist, a daycare attendant, and well, A ROBOT, he's programmed to know the proper ways for doing the most mundane of tasks. And his patience is quite limited, especially for the mundane stuff. He expects you to do things right the first time. He'll help, but you're an adult; you should know how to do a paint-by-number by yourself.

Moon 🌚: He won't open up. After experiencing the pain they've caused him and his brother, Moon is very wary of humans. He'll never open up to you as kindly as his brother; expect lots of insults and sneers, side-eyes, and the occasional hissing before crawling into the darkness. Like a feral cat, it would take a long time for him to start trusting you. And even after you get a little close to him, he'll push you away when he's in a mood, falling into states of depression and anger as he hides in his room for days.

He's possessive. Can get jealous pretty easily. Not as much as Monty or Roxy, but when you're with someone else, he treats them as a threat. Potentially leaving them injured or even you. He likes to leave his mark on you, reminding you who you belong to. 

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Freddy 🐻: While you're complete opposite, Freddy takes the time to comfort you whenever you get overstimulated. Being in a children's entertainment establishment, it's understandable for one to shy away from the endless chaos: bright lights, loud noises, screaming children—and adults—an absolute nightmare for someone like you. Thankfully, with his experience with many different children, Freddy knows when you're ready to leave, taking a break deep within the corners of the Pizzaplex. And while he's a busy man, the droid would happily lead you away from the crowds, perhaps to his room, where you could sit on the couch and breathe. Mayhaps a cuddle if he's got the time; strong arms and a heated body warming those shivers of anxiety. You're safe, superstar.

Chica 🐔: Chica, at first, didn't understand why you flinched when she introduced herself. She just wanted to get to know you; you've been working here for so long without making a single peep. So...she thought a little chat would be nice, though it only led you deeper into the dark. It was with you that she learned patience, taking her time to understand you, while also noting your social anxiety. She gave you a bead bracelet as a gift once, and now, every time you fidget with it in a large crowd, she leads you off, leaving whatever she was doing. You're her priority, no matter what anyone else says! Whether it's her room, Mazercise, or the kitchen, food is ALWAYS available. And cuddles. If you're not a touchy-feely person or you need some time alone, she'll leave, but she reminds you how much she loves you.

Monty 🐊: What the fuck are you doing here then? K...maybe that's a little mean, but did you know what you were getting into? You're in a mall, a fucking amusement park. There was always going to be large parties and crowds and well...PEOPLE! K...maybe he's being a little but...he just wants to understand. You're always in the darkest corners, behind one of the gators or something. You keep hiding, and frankly, it's getting kinda weird. To this day, how you and Monty met is a blue, but the android has been learning from your social anxiety. To him, you reminded him how different humans are to one another, and how difficult it is to figure them out. Luckily—and for the first time ever—Monty knows how to be patient and gentle with you. When you get "all fidgety" and such, Monty would gladly get away from the crowd. And if someone's being a little stubborn, you've got a your own bodyguard to chew them out.

Roxy 🐺: She gets it: people are A LOT. There always on top of you, even when they don't realize it. It's a lot; and to be a star like herself, it can be pretty overwhelming. Honestly, resonates with you the most; your insecurities are alike, so she's basically your support. Like Chica, she'll make you some sort of jewelry that you can fidget with if you're feeling uncomfortable. And never be afraid to tug on her when you're ready to leave, she gladly take you away from the limelight. Not everyone likes being the center of attention, and besides, more screen time for her.

Sun 🌞: Another android whose experienced multiple cases like yours everyday. Some kids can't mingle and play with other kids. They get overwhelmed and overstimulated; too rambunctious for them to pay attention. That's why there's a little quiet corner tent, for the ones who can't find peace on the chaos. Especially, in the daycare. If you're ever feeling uncomfortable with the bright lights and the loud noises, you can stay in the corner or into his room for as long as you like.  He hold you close, flush against his warm chest and soothe you, rubbing your back, petting your head, combing through your hair. If you want, he can ramble on about the day and whatever pops into his mind, maybe some arts & crafts just to distract you from the day. Whatever it is, he wants you to be comfortable and happy when you're around him.

Moon 🌚: He's an introvert. Whether that's in his coding or not, he was always an introvert. Quiet halls, dark corners, finding solace in being alone. So Moon understands why you find nap time so peaceful. The day can be a bit much; the sun is so bright. Always hot and radiant and uncomfortable at times. It's too much, and you need a break. That's why the daycare doors are unlocked just for you to escape from the all that cacophony and hullabaloo. Moon would always have a little sleepover setting ready for the two of you to talk, to breathe, and to get away from it all with delicate fingers, lavender scented pajamas and a raspy voice humming a sweet, dulcet lullaby.

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Freddy 🐻: Portuguese

Chica 🐔: Japanese 

Monty 🐊: Creole 

Roxy 🐺: Punjabi 

Sun 🌞: Greek

Moon 🌚: Turkish

DJMM 🕷️: Korean

Bonnie 🐰: Italian

Foxy 🦊: Irish

Eclipse 🌗: Russian

Glitch 'Clipse 🌘: French

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Freddy 🐻: He was the first person you told about your familial ordeals after catching you in a brutal phone call during morning patrols. From then on, he's become your emotional support android. You've been living with your mom for quite some time now, by means of trying—trying—to make amends with your parents, starting with your mother. Freddy, of course, decided to give you your space, as he's proud you're bonding with your family after such a long time. As we all know, he puts a lot of trust and faith in people; seeing someone put the effort into an issue that has become a burden puts a smile on his face.

But that's exactly why our sweet android gets his heart broken so easily.

Coming into work with a scowl and a door slam made the droid jump a little. Goodness, what happened? Your mom happened. And it's not a fucking joke. Apparently, that bitch was planning on kicking you out the house. And after the "conversation" you had about her and your dad and the ugly divorce, it only drove her to give you the boot. So now you're homeless and parentless. Poor Freddy was devastated.

"How could she do such a thing? You're her own daughter. Her only daughter."

"Not to her."

And then the tears came crashing down. You just wanted your mother back. You wanted to be a family...but tonight, Freddy became the only family member you had left.

Chica 🐔: Spill the tea, Chica's interested. You didn't really like how she was turning your turmoil into a reality TV drama. You told her this was serious: your father stole all the money you've earned for the past 2 years, including your paychecks. It wasn't the first time he did this; your mother was the sixth victim. Chica latched onto the fact that her girlfriend is practically being robbed in front of her eyes. After that night, the gynoid spent a few nights calculating and planning how to catch that bastard if he snuck in again, with a fully detailed sheet made from napkins and paper plates in front of you the next morning. You then told her your father hacked into your account, not robbing your house. You appreciated the hard work, but the makeshift map only reminded you of him. You tried calling about the issue but damn bank was useless. All your hard-earned cash—mere dollars and pennies—was spilling from your hands. Chica huffed, defeated and famished, so she offered a MANDATORY pizza confrontation in her room as you discussed how to get your money back.

Basically, you spent the night listening to Chica ramble on about complete nonsense, but for the first time in a while, you laughed. 

Monty 🐊: Monty didn't actually know what was going on in your personal life. Mainly because it was your fault. You never like talking about yourself like that; what you do outside of work, even if it wasn't crazy or concerning. To keep to yourself was heavily ingrained into your brain after sharing the horrors of your parents with a teacher during grade school. She was nice enough to take this to child services, but that only made things worse as you grew older from careless and neglectful to militant and scathing. The scars on your wrists, your shins, your chest, weren't mere playground injuries. You don't exactly remember what the teacher did, but you learned that silence was a better friend than any other adult in the room. Somehow, you survive; to this day, you repeat that rule inside your head. Keep to yourself. You can fix things on your own. Like how you can fix your relationship with your parents. They're still together—they're too broke to afford a divorce—so it makes amendments easier.

At least, it was supposed to...

Things escalated quicker than you thought—at some point, you were screaming at the top of your lungs for some reason. The next day you came into work, you were dead silent. You became a ghost, croaking a "yeah" when someone asked if you were alright, followed by an immediate hurry to somewhere. Gator Golf required a quick maintenance on the railings, so you retreated upward, where you found Monty, who also retreated after a blow-out. 

"Shit babe. What happened?"

And then everything came crashing down.

Roxy 🐺: Spill the tea, Roxy's interested. She, too, is all for the drama, but unlike her fellow sapphic, she actually values your feelings, despite the...remarks...but she's livid hearing your situation. Your damn parents had a huge blow-out after you came out as gay, berating you about how you confessed something so disgusting in front of your grandmother at dinner. How awful. How horrible. How disgusting in of itself. You've always been a lesbian since high school, where your best friend turned into a minor crush at the end of the school year. Of course, coming from a Christian household, the sheer thought of homosexuality sends the house ablaze. When your cousin brought home his boyfriend, the guy got kicked out of the house. When your niece came out as trans, the aunt threw a plate at her. Nothing good comes from your family when queer behavior occurs, so you tried to avoid punishment until you got out the house, i.e. college.

Though when your grandmother decided to have dinner after church, you thought it would be the best time to confess. It's been years, so you expected change. And yet, the boiling rage and the cold grip were still the same. Insults. Pure degradation. And a broken wrist. Good god, it was a nightmare, exactly how your younger self believed would happen. And even though you were an adult, the shouts of your father turned you back into a 15-year-old.

You never wept harder in your life.

The next day, things really didn't blow over; you could still hear the echoes of humiliation. Insults, even meek ones about your appearance, clouded your mind. And they're so hard to get out. Luckily for you, Roxy was free at the moment; the salon was closed for a restock, so she's been hanging around there. And by God, did you spill everything?!

The gynoid threatened to keep you stay until you realized how loved and how cherished you are. 

Sun 🌞: Abusive parents? The bane of Sun's existence. Lord, has he seen too many implications of a horrid household: bloodshot eyes, questionable language, tugging their child's hand a little too hard. And don't get him started on the little chats he has between kids. Sun is far from stupid; people tend to forget he's a robot, so nothing gets over his head. Fazbear Entertainment is required to record everything and anything about their customers for...important purposes. Whether it may or may not be deleted or encrypted, it still gets recorded. So now Sun has a whole file of concerning footage and audio of children and their parents just ready to whip out at the right time. Now, hearing your situation made him panic.

"Oh Sunshine, are you alright?! No scratches or bruises, right? Do you want to stay here? I could fix the mattress for you to sleep on. And I'll bring snacks and Fizzy Faz, and you can stay here the whole day!"

And then he's shaking a fist at the fake clouds above him. Curse you, Mom and Dad!

Anyway, Sun's arms are wide open, and his ears are perked. Tell him, if you want. Cry into his chest, if you must. Who cares how much snot gets on his costume? Right now, his star needs him. More than ever.

Moon 🌚: Abusive parents? Send him the address; he's got a plan to kill. A tangent, but he'll really do it if you ask. No, for real, he will break his programming if it means your pain will go away. Like Sun, he's seen too many cases of improper household, both explicitly and implicitly. Since the Vanny virus is—more or less—gone, he has no means to kill. But the obvious offenders, such as your parents, are the perfect targets for murder. Of course, you had to settle him down. Killing won't fix anything; they're still your parents. So Moon shakes his fist at the glow-in-the-dark stars in the daycare before providing you proper comfort. Talk to him, weep to him. He'll give you a plush to squeeze and to impugn on if you're mad. And then, after you've exhausted all your pain, rest. Fall asleep on him. Even in your dreams, he promises to be there for you. 

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Freddy 🐻: The distant coos of rolling cars flicker your eyes open to the morning sun, as a buzz similar to a car engine tickles your ears. Away from the danger, into the embrace of a certain animatronic. You shuffle in deeper, digging into the soft flesh of Freddy's abdomen, as if you wanted to hide in his stomach cavity. If he were still at the Pizzaplex, his warmth would've been gone by now. Instead, he's here in the comfort of your own home. A groan, similar to a bear growl, stimulates you to gaze upon his face. Blue eyes crinkled into the smile he wears perfectly; the softness of his voice almost lulls you back to sleep. You are here. You are safe, superstar.

Chica 🐔: There's a fifty-fifty percent chance you'll wake up to either Strawberries and Cream or Pancakes and Maple syrup. Either way, the sugary smell would wake you up. Chica is always torn: on one hand, you are too warm and too cute to leave for food. On the other hand, the surprise on your face whenever she surprises you with breakfast in bed is just the most endearing. Whatever she does, it always involves the sweetest kisses peppering your face.

Monty 🐊: Tangled limbs and hot breath. Someone's skin grazed the other's whilst snores ring through each other's ears. There's no rhyme or reason in your sleeping arrangements; chaos runs through both veins like cocaine. You could try to slip away, but Monty's arms would grasp you right before you leave. He never says it, but he was always a cuddlebug. Strong arms hold you like a lifeline as the android mutters something in his sleep. All you can do is cuddle a little more. The day can wait; Monty's face looks too cute to miss.

Roxy 🐺: There's no greater comfort than waking up next to you. Roxy thinks as she gazes upon your sleeping form. God, was she missing this the whole time? That soft smile, the low “good morning,” the murmured laughter. How long has this been hiding from her? The Pizzaplez only brought so much fame, so much joy, so much "comfort"—the old scars of a horrid workplace, a Jekyll-Hyde eldritch horror masked as an establishment. The morning sun highlights your sleeping face, noting all your scars, your blemishes, your flaws that you call birthmarks. How dare they taint your face? Smooth skin and thick eyelashes. A warm smile, a flushed face. There was no beauty than yourself.

Sun 🌞: It's always warm in your bed. His realistic counterpart always beats him to the punch. The window glistens with the dew collected from last night's storm. And now a rainbow shimmers upon your faces like glitter. The curls of his hair match the curl of his grin, and you just watch as the freckles turn into little stars to trace and connect. You wanted to cry; he looks so peaceful, so cute, so—you pepper soft kisses across his face, guiding a trail of stardust like a comet. He giggles as you invariably tickle him, sinking into the crook of your neck. He likes the feeling of being cozy, of being safe in your arms. You're his savior, but to you, he's your angel.

Moon 🌚: Lazy indulgence. Complete sloth. His face pressed to your collar. Shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip, heart to heart, chasing away the summer heat with the cool of his skin. That catlike look watches your form: the rise and fall of your chest, how your nostrils inhale and exhale the soft scent of lavender, when your hands slither through the silk of the blankets. If only he were that soft and pretty; light fingers trailing your shoulders and necks, connecting the bones to make the joints, eyeing how your inner mechanics work as you rest underneath the robotic form of Morpheus. He kisses away the frown brewing from his mischief as you scoot nearer to him to escape his own wandering hands.

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Freddy 🐻: One son, who would look up to his father. Freddy would be very supportive of his son, but try his best not to baby him. He would have the right mix of tender support and letting his son learn on his own.

Chica 🐔: One of each; the son would be older and kind of lax about stuff. Kinda go-with-the-flow attitude. The girl would be just like her mom. They both would have big appetites just like her. She definitely dots on her daughter more, doing lots of mother-daughter activities 

Monty 🐊: One of each; the girl would be older and like her father. She would have his brash and rugged attitude but also his anger issues. His son would also be like him, wanting to make him proud. The two would fight a lot

Roxy 🐺: One daughter, her pride and joy. She's got a lot to learn from Roxy, but she's got that determination, pushing herself to excel in everything, which Roxy praises. Would definitely want to beat her in racing.

Sun 🌞: Twin boys, whom he treats as equals and encourages them in whatever hobbies they enjoy. Very supportive dad, but can scold them, even if they're pretty cute. Loves teaching them new things, while also letting them learn how to be kind to others.

Moon 🌚: Twins girls; he's completely whipped for both of them. Pull pranks on their father by dressing and acting alike, while also pranking each other. He's fiercely protective of his, not wanting anything to happen to his little princesses.

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Freddy 🐻: Intrusive thoughts got the better of you: You wanted to bother him. Now, of course, this wasn't the best time considering the man's work schedule, but you wanted to have a little fun. Freddy is forgiving, so the consequences wouldn't cost you; nothing but a tame joke. 

It was only you and the android, meaning that your little scheme wouldn't have any witnesses. Freddy was kind enough to clean the house whilst you relaxed, but you wanted to relax with him; it's torture to see him overworking himself yet again. 

"Come here, teddy bear." Arms wide open for safe refuge. "I need a hug~." You pouted with grabby hands. Freddy, for the first time in months, sighed with the delight of feeling you for the first time in several days. Whenever he was with you, he couldn't stop his hands from caressing your cheeks and kissing those lips of yours that he had wanted so much. It wasn't until you wiped your lips. Freddy tilted his head.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Was there something on my lip?"

How you wanted to laugh. Such an awful poker face you have. You made him panic. He kept asking a few more questions, which led him to apologize for not being there with you often. Turns out he's been feeling guilty this whole time and planned a little something for the two of you until the gang comes back. Well, your little prank at least opened up the poor android, sharing a true kiss together in the end.

Chica 🐔: You were watching a movie at your house, you weren't paying much attention to it, you were watching in amazement how your girlfriend devoured one piece of candy after another while keeping her gaze fixed on the screen; you didn't want to say anything that would make her lose concentration, as if she's practicing some high caliber sport. Now, of course, you knew her voracious appetite, yet you got a little closer to observing her better. Chica quickly interpreted it as you wanted attention from him, so she clung to your waist and gave you a short kiss on the cheek that you wiped quickly; her lips were sticky, which left you with an uncomfortable feeling.

You were at home, half-watching a movie while being completely captivated by how your girlfriend was munching through one piece of candy after another, her eyes glued to the screen. You didn’t want to interrupt her focus, almost like she was competing in some intense sport. You were already familiar with her insatiable appetite, but you inched closer to get a better look. Sensing your gaze, she wrapped her arms around your waist and planted a quick kiss on your cheek, but you couldn't help but wipe it off immediately; her lips were sticky, leaving you with an oddly uncomfortable sensation.

"You don't like my kisses anymore?!" Chica gawked.

"No no, that's not what I mean-

Chica almost went into a tizzy after that. Luckily, it took a bit to calm her down before she cuddled with you in bed, returning the kiss with clean lips. 

Monty 🐊: Your boyfriend hadn't paid you enough attention in the last few days, constantly elsewhere with the gang. Sure, you were patient, but you were also on your period. That fuse ignited your system instantly, putting you in a bad mood. Since it was the first week, the cramps were cranked up to 11. You were alone in your room, looking at the ceiling with your heating pad on. The invisible forces kept beating your uterus nonstop, pounding you, and not in a good way. Roars of pain and anguish slip from sealed lips as you rolled slowly, shifting positions. It didn't work. Where's Monty?!

"Babe!" Finally! That motherfucker's back! You could swing at him if you could move, but you devised a better plan. He entered more animated than usual, which almost scared you a little, but it's still perfect. That oaf didn't realize you were on your period, so he just jostled you up and smushed his hungry lips against yours. You immediately wiped the saliva from your lips, retching in disgust. 

"The fuck's wrong with you?"

This dumbass. "You're so fucking disgusting.

You had never seen an expression like that on your loved one's face, and although he looked slightly hurt, you were enjoying your revenge...or so you thought.

He held you close, cupping your cheeks in his hands, while his other arm wrapped firmly around your waist. Gently, he leaned you back, pressing his lips against yours in a kiss that felt all-consuming. It was unlike any kiss you could remember, as if the two of you were entwined in an intricate dance of passion. His tongue explored every corner of your mouth, leaving behind traces of his essence, marking you in a way that felt unforgettable. When he finally drew back, he lingered for a moment, running his tongue over your lips and savoring the warmth, covering your mouth with his hand as if to seal the moment.

"If you wipe yourself again, something bigger is going to go into your mouth." 

You chuckled, slightly moved by that comment. You removed his hand from your mouth before bringing the back of your own hand up to your reddish lips.

"Maybe later, but you'd better keep your promise."

Roxy 🐺: You wanted to see how far you could go teasing Roxy. Yet again. Another innocent prank that's just enough to rile her up, and maybe some more~. The gynoid was currently in her room, so you decided to pop in. Once she looked at you, she paused the YouTube tutorial she was watching. 

"Need something?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to check something."

She lowered the sharp eyeliner from her eye, ready to stab—scribble on—you. Golden eyes hover over your smaller body, heady but suspicious. 

"Careful with my makeup." She growled, but you failed to comply. Kinda. You joined your lips with hers in a slow, almost erotic kiss. You looked her in the eye and smiled after wiping your lips using not just the back of your hand, but your entire arm. Roxy froze.

"Wow, that's just what I thought." You walked away from her and nodded. "Thanks for your help, Roxy!"

A vein popped out on the gynoid's forehead when she heard you.

"What the fuck!?"

You turned your head behind, "What?"

"You just wiped my kiss off!"

"Yeah, 'cause there was makeup on my face."

You tried to leave, but Roxy gripped you tightly and pulled you back into her room, from which she locked the door.

"You're not leaving until I give you a proper punishment."

As she took off her shirt, you backed away nervously at what you had provoked. You knew by the look on her face that the "little more" you wanted would show up tonight.

Sun 🌞: Sometimes, Sun's kisses are spontaneous. Just the biggest smooch out of pure joy and excitement. Though, sometimes, even with the time you've spent, his kisses become cute and nervous, jittery out of fear. He'll treat you like glass if he weren't bouncing about. Usually, with how soft he's being, you tend to reciprocate those feelings. All warm and tingly, the stuff that makes your toes curl.

One occurrence happened during those pockets of warmth, those moments of gentle stillness, as you gaze into your partner's eyes and remember all of their features. That gorgeous face up close and personal, as if you're looking through a lens. Hands snaking into an interlocking position whilst your body grew closer into 2D shapes. Neither knew what to do at the moment; usually, silence occurs for a moment before someone says or does something. Sun decided to start this time, seemingly being a little nervous to do so; you could feel a slight tremor in his hand. When you locked eyes, his face was slowly approaching yours. His closed eyes and extended lips made you blush immediately; you were not prepared to enjoy the innocent and gentle touch that his lips had with yours. Your body shuddered, vibrating along with him. It was only a few seconds; once you parted, you rubbed your hand against your lips. Sun blanched, unweaving himself from you.

"I knew it! I panicked and messed it up! It must've been awful. I'm really sorry, Sunshine. I—"

"It is not like that!" You cried, grabbing onto his hands, "I adore being kissed by you, it's just you caught me off-guard, and honestly, I feel like a complete fool when you act so softly like that." 

He sighed, or rather heaved, before hugging you again and peppering you with kisses. Now you feel like a complete idiot.

Moon 🌚: You got yourself in big trouble. Teasing Moon could only go so far until he punished your naughty behavior. You schemed a little joke as revenge for his petty behavior last time. Of course, you've forgiven him, yet you can't help but connive a little plot to get back at him. Coming home late after an outing, you ignored him, lying supine in your room. Moon grumbled but disregarded it.

Soon, when you hopped into the shower, you slammed the door right in his face. A vein began to threaten to burst on his forehead. You crept up on him, his gaze riled up on every inch of you; you held onto his neck, tensed from him, and cheekily brushed your lips against his to get a rise out of him. He pushed at the back of your neck, and your teeth clacked together a couple of times from the sheer force he was using against you. You could taste the blood trickling from your lips and gasped against his as his hand gave your chest a little squeeze. He yanked away from you, looking even more annoyed. You didn’t care; you grabbed the collar of his shirt and wiped your lips with it like it was a napkin before pulling away. Moon exploded. 

"What kind of joke is this?" He seethes.

"It's just a little joke~" You smirked, but it only ignited his annoyance. Moon grinned with malice; he could kill you in the shower, but what good would that do? He believed your little joke, but it didn't stop him from tussling you under the ice-cold water, kissing you with equal aggression until you submitted. Moon didn't stop until he marked you completely, covering you in tender red. 

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Cry when they see their beloved walk down the aisle: 

Sun; you can't tell me he wouldn't be bawling his eyes out. He couldn't control himself, not this time. He'll be alright though, just give him a minute, and a handkerchief. 

Smile because they're proud: 

Freddy; this is your big day, how could he not be proud. All this time spent together leading up to this very moment couldn't even be imagine without the sight of you.

Stay calm and collected:

Moon; I was gonna put Roxy, but I think that facade was gonna drop sooner than later. Moon would probably tear up a bit upon looking at you, but I think he would keep his cool until then. 

Hype up their beloved:

Monty; come on y'all. Monty would ABSOLUTELY hype you up. It's your moment, so he's gonna make you shine the brightest as possible. You're the main attraction anyways; Monty would give you the limelight. 

Say a whole lot during the reception:

Sun; he's a certified yapper. Even if he's written his speech on a paper, he's prone to ramble on. You've gotta stop him a some point; you love him but you get the idea.

Keep it short with meaningful words of love:

Roxy; definitely wants to keep the ceremony moving. She'll say what she has to say, remembering to say how much she loves you, and then it's over. She's impatient, so don't prattle on too long either. 

Pick up their beloved in their arms afterwards:

Monty; he's so proud. Doesn't even give you time to protest, you're in his arms in an instant. He runs out of the altar too.

Tell you to pick them up and carry them out:

Chica; she jumps into your arms without hesitation. Pick her up, spin her around, idolize her like a trophy, and give her kisses. And take her to the buffet!

Hold their beloved's hand instead of carrying them out in their arms:

Moon; just holding your hand makes him realize this is it. You're married. You're finally together after all these years. What a wonderful dream this is.

Give kisses afterwards:

Freddy; he gives you the sweetest kisses. First your lips, then your cheek, all while you're pressed up against him. All of his love bundles up into he softness lingering with each kiss.

Give sneaky kisses: 

Monty; that tease. You'll never see them coming. 

Have a whole ass honeymoon vacation planned for their beloved:

Sun; of course he planned that out, he's been spending weeks just thinking about the destination. It took a lot time as well as some recommendations to finally pinpoint the perfect location as well as the extra stuff. And now that you're married, you finally have time to do all of the fun things newlyweds do.

Prefer a short honeymoon:

Moon; unlike his counterpart, Moon would rather keep it quiet simple. So long as you're here in his arms, he's happy wherever you go.

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Freddy 🐻:

• Hold your hand all the time when neither of you is busy
• Resting his hands on your cheeks when he apologizes
• Looping your arms together when you're walking together
• Will hold your elbow if you trip
• Always opens the door for you
• Carries you princess style when you're injured
• Readies a high five whenever you accomplish something 

Chica 🐔:

• Plays with your hair
• Wipes off food from your face, then licks her finger clean
• Or just kisses the food away
• Dragging you by the wrist when she sees something cool
• Linking both your hands with hers when she gets happy and giddy
• Sits on your lap 
• Let's you sit on her lap
• Feeds you some of her food

Monty 🐊:

• Elbows you when you say something stupid
• Always has a hand on your waist/lower back
• Traces his fingers along your jawline/collarbone
• Plays with your boobs/ass as stress toys
• Lifts your chin when speaking to him 
• Fidgets with your fingers
• Carrying you like a sack of potatoes 
• Bites your earlobes

Roxy 🐺:

• Let's you rest on her thighs as a pillow
• Flicks your forehead for doing/saying something stupid or for being cute
• Aggressively pulling you close via grabbing your wrist or your waist
• Squeezing your hand
• Nudging your shoulder 
• Sitting so close that your thighs touch 
• Forcefully putting your on her lap 
• Combing through your hair when she's a little stressed 

Sun 🌞:

• Nose nuzzles
• Holds your face with both hands
• Hugs from all sides
• Holding your hand just a bit too tight 
• Tickling you randomly 
• Tracing little doodles/patterns on your skin 
• Fidgets with any loose jewelry on you
• Smiling in-between kisses

Moon 🌚:

• Linking pinkies
• Standing a bit too close to you
• Hugs you like a snake about trying to strangle you
• Touching foreheads
• Leaning on your shoulder 
• Sneaking up behind you and covering your eyes; "Guess who~?"
• Brushing his fingers against yours "on accident"
• Pulls a blanket around you whenever you're cold/sleeping
• Pinches your cheeks