Bittersweet ~ FNAF Sun and Moon x Reader

15

Y/N's POV

Sunny and Sun were doing arts and crafts. Sunny kept rubbing his head on me and Sun, and so we took that as Sunny wanted to put on a show. We both sat down and watched Sunny, with Sun translating everything that Sunny is doing.

Sunny pretended to be wounded, like how he did before when telling us about Henry. He rubbed his face on a ruler (Sun assumed that was Henry). Then Sunny grabbed a purple crayon and put it in front of the ruler starring as Henry, and sat next to it. Sunny then rubbed his head on the purple crayon.

Sunny grabbed 5 strips of paper using his mouth, and acted friendly twords the paper, and grabbed the paper again and walked a little bit. He then put down the paper and threw the purple crayon at them. Sunny grabbed a red crayon and threw it at the paper and tried his best to splat the crayon onto all 5 of the pieces.

"Wow this is VOILENT." Sun observed.

Sunny nodded and looked at the paper with regret on his face. He grabbed the purple crayon and layed it down, and put a yellow crayon in its place. He then spit on it, gave an angry face, and spit on the crayon again.

"Germs!" Sun cried. I had to hold him back so he wouldn't take Sunny away from the crayons.

Sunny grabbed the red crayon and started smashing it against the yellow crayon. He stood there afterwards, just staring at the yellow crayon now covered in red crayon.

There seemed to be a time before that. Sunny grabbed a piece of paper. He rubbed his face against it, which means that he liked his person. He grabbed all the blue that he could, and dropped it onto the paper (Sun assumed it was raining). Sunny grabbed the purple crayon and threw it at the paper. He grabbed what was left of the red crayon and threw it at the paper.

He pretended like he didn't know anything. He walked up to the ruler and meowed. The began to look sad, and kept going around the ruler meowing. He grabbed the ruler with his paws and tried his best to make it look like the ruler was talking. Sunny got really sad, and then the story ended.

"You lost your best friend." Sun said. "I'm so sorry..." Sun was clearly more worried about the destroyed crayons than Sunny's backstory, but still sympathized with the cat.

I grabbed Sunny and hugged him. "You know you didn't have to tell that story to us."

Sunny looked at me, and we made eye contact. He made a look that looked similar to a smile, as if to say, 'There's nothing to worry about anymore'.