-Bipolar- Moon x Reader

(16) A Date?!

As you worked on the boring tasks you hadn't noticed the patient animatronic sitting behind you. Sometimes you'd huff to yourself or say something sarcastic paired with a roll of your eyes. On multiple occasions, you had changed the position of your perch on the chair, cross-legged, slouched, slumped, one leg up and the other down.

And eventually, through your pouty onslaught, you caught a glimpse of something in the reflection of your computer screen. Red eyes staring directly at you. Caught off guard you whipped around to face the animatronic who was managing to stay in control by squeezing himself in the darkest corner.

Surprised by the appearance you just stared at him. And he stared back, tiny little head tilts were the only thing that told you time was still moving. Now you were only going to question who had come in first, Sun or Moon? And if Moon, how? It was far too bright for the animatronic to maintain control from the doorway and his hiding spot up on the bench.

You watched as the Moon's ringed pupils adjusted, growing bigger than smaller as he analyzed you and your posture in the chair. His plush sleeves hiding his hands with crossed arms. Finally, Moon decided to break the silence feeling far too awkward in this situation.

"Hello, Y/n." Another head spin, faceplate turning a full 360 degrees taking his hat with the motion. For quite a large animatronic he had managed to squeeze himself into quite a small space, but it was reasonable to assume that was a mandatory feature. After all, they did work with children.

With all the things you could've responded with, you chose to go with a question. "How long have you been sitting there?" Jabbing a finger at him as if it were to prove your point that you were 'upset.' This animatronic was puzzling, and you had to admit, you liked it.

"Lil' Ol' me?" Moon questioned, revealing the silly mood he was in as he let out a small chuckle. "Perhaps a few minutes before you started talking to yourself." Guessed Moon who tapped his faceplate in a questioning manner. A sly chuckle escaped him as your face turned red, embarrassed that the animatronic had openly witnessed you complain to yourself.

"And you didn't say anything?" It was all you could whisper out through your hands which shielded your face. You were embarrassed, and you knew for a fact that the animatronic would remember each and every word you had said to yourself.

All you could hope was that Management didn't hear any of the harsh things you said about them or the meaningless insults that were directed at the foundation itself.

Heh, whoops?

"You looked, and sounded, quite like a busy lad." Moon teased with another chuckle that seemed to echo oh-so-well in the (almost) empty room. "I wished not to be another nuisance to your work," Moon answered seriously this time, shifting around in what little space he had in his cramped corner.

You couldn't help but sigh at the animatronic's reasoning. "You'll never be a nuisance to me MoonMan." You said to the animatronic before standing up and flicking the light switch off to allow Moon some locomotion.

"How can that be true? Everyone gets annoyed with one another sometime or another." Moon said trying his best to prove that he was right and you were being too hopeful about other people.

"If that's true, then what worse can you do? You're already talking with me." You countered, Moon looked as if he was about to say something else, crawling off the bench before standing up with a finger in the air.

"Sorry MoonMan, no time for arguing, I've got somewhere to be." Turning and exiting the room you didn't wait to see if Moon would follow, you didn't really have time to spare. You had to get to Gator Golf before 8 pm and allow yourself some time to look around.