Solar Flare [Sun/Moon x Reader]

Solar Flare: Chapter 1

an: hey....so.... I've caved in... I'm writing a sun / moon x reader... don't come for me ok, I already feel ashamed. 

but screw it! this is mostly selfish self insert time, so it will probably be a female reader, sorry. if there's demand i can probably do a nb / male reader as well, just lmk. 

anyways, MINORS !!!! THIS ONE AINT FOR YOU!! GET OUTTA HERE!!! I've tagged this as mature. it will not be for a few chapters from here & will kinda be a slow burn typa deal, lol. I will list before the chapter if it contains any smut tho, this first one is safe. (ALSO SUN/MOON WILL NOT HAVE A PENIS LMAO. I just.... am trying to be realistic here ok.) 

Also every single sun/moon x reader has Y/N work directly in the daycare with them. I wanted to be at least a little bit original, and have us work in maintenance and security (it'll be explained in this chapter) so we will see how that goes! might move us to the daycare if I can't think of enough sun/moon content. Anyways, i'm basically just writing this as I go, we will see what comes of it. Thanks for reading! 

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CHAPTER 1:

     How you found yourself in this predicament was unbeknownst to you. You reflected on your current situation, feeling a pang of regret and anxiety enter your stomach as you stepped through the doors of the one and only Mega Pizzaplex. You had been fired from your previous job a few weeks prior; they couldn't LEGALLY fire you for being sick for a couple days, but they could say that you were "not a good fit for the company after all"... You got angry every time you thought about it. Shitty job anyway, you figured it was for the best. 

     However, after several days of moping about, wondering what in the world you were going to do about your current financial situation, a stroke of brilliance came - apply for jobs! And you had done just that. From delivery drivers, to bartenders, you applied away. The clock was ticking, and fast, as rent was due soon, and your savings had already been stretched thin with the amount of other bills that you had the grand responsibility of paying as well...

     So, after checking your email for responses every hour on the hour, you finally saw it. An interview request. You had nearly tripped while jumping up on your couch out of pure joy and relief. That is, until you saw what the job was for.

Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex.

Oh, great.

Janitorial Position.

...What could be better!

     You considered trying to skip this one out, but after checking your email once again, seeing no new responses, then checking your bank account and it looking, well... not so great. You decided you might as well give the interview a chance. They could always say no or just never call you back, right?

     So you found yourself there, already feeling absolutely overwhelmed at the sheer grandeur of the place. So many flashing lights, screaming children, and the overwhelming stench of yummy deep fried goodness flooded your senses, making you regret all of your life choices instantly. You weren't exactly sure what the position that you applied for even REALLY entailed, as you were just filling out applications left and right. In fact, you don't even REMEMBER applying for this job in the first place. You must have done it right before you fell asleep or something, and mentally kicked yourself in the head for allowing yourself to do so. You had heard of this place when you were a kid, and had even been once or twice before. Mostly for friends' birthday parties, as your parents couldn't really afford the place as an everyday commodity. Not that you minded. You remember the feeling of being overwhelmed just as much now as when you were a kid. However, the place does seem to have grown a lot in volume. Must have had an increase in the budget recently. The ceilings were entirely too high, and there were bright flashing lights on nearly every square inch of the place. A large, golden (you had hoped it wasn't made out of REAL gold. It couldn't be, right?) Freddy Fazbear statue stood in the front entrance, unreachable to you now due to the security gates that stood before you. There was a small line of new guests being checked in, mostly parents with their giddy, jumping children who couldn't hide their excitement for the place as well. Most of the parents looked tired. Very tired. You couldn't blame them, though. If you had to deal with that, you would probably find excuses to bring them here and let them wreak some havoc on their own and burn their excessive energy. You wouldn't be surprised if they had a parent section where they served alcohol and played relaxing music. Lord knows they needed it.