The Air That I Breathe- Sundrop/Moondrop x Reader (Orphaned)

How to Punt Kick a Child?

Well, I was wrong about one thing: Sun was amazing at his job. The entire day he was able to keep the kids occupied and out of trouble. Well, that is until naptime rolled around. The day had started out great. I was able to do the task Sun had told me about quickly and efficiently. After I was able to play with Sun and the kids all day, helping Sun with gathering supplies and picking up activities after we were finished with them.

After lunch, the kids decided to play a small game of tag while Sun and I set out the pillows and blankets for naptime. Since I hadn't eaten with the kids, I asked Sun if it would be okay for me to take naptime as my break. Sun, ever joyfully, said that that would be perfectly okay with him. So I went to find a quiet place near the daycare so that I could eat in peace.

In my head, it only felt like I was gone for 20 minutes, but when I returned to the daycare an hour later, the lights were back on and the kids were running around with newfound energy. Sadly, they were running around with art supplies. No scissors of course, but instead with all different colored glitter glue and stickers. As I watched the children run around I realized that they were chasing someone.

Sun.

Sun.

Sun, who now had copious amounts of glitter glue and stickers on him, was running from the children that he could very easily just punt kick across the room. He wouldn't, of course, but he could. And because Sun had glitter glue all over him, said glitter glue was now finding its way onto every surface in the daycare. It was a mess. A total mess. And guess who had to clean it up? Me.

Sun noticed my entrance and dumbfounded expression but was quickly distracted when a child tried to put glitter glue in between his rays. Staring for a minute longer, I tried to think of a way to get the kids to stop harassing the poor animatronic.

Got it.

I grabbed the nearest blanket and went to a chest filled with costumes and grabbed a witch hat. Crossing the room to the janitor's closet, I grabbed a broom and put on the hat. Wrapping the blanket around my neck, I went to the middle of the daycare.

"You children best pick up these art supplies and stop chasing Mr. Sun before I eat you all." I announced to the room in a terrible witch impersonation.

Most of the kids dropped what they were doing and hid in the play structures out of fear, while others froze where they were and started crying. Shit. Rushing over to a couple of the kids that were crying, I ripped off the ensemble and dropped the broom. While I was trying to comfort the kids, Sun was able to come out of hiding and help the rest of the kids. Once everyone was calmed down, I looked over to Sun. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that he was covered from head to toe in glitter glue and stickers.

"New friend, you're staring," he whispers, leaning in close.

"Oh, sorry. I just don't know how I'm going to clean you up later."

"Don't worry about it right now, new friend! We've still got so much to do with the children! The cleaning can wait a little longer."

"Yeah sure," I responded.

The rest of the day was a wreck. In the span of two hours two kids had accidents that we had to call their parents for. Not bad accidents just some scraped knees and a bruised bottom. But on top of that, we also had two kids throw up. Luckily all I had to do was close off the space with some tape and call for a cleaning bot.

By the time the first kids were leaving, I was exhausted and overly stressed. These kids have no limits. We played at least 5 rounds of hide and seek and 9 rounds of freeze tag. These games weren't without their injuries, however. At least 3 of the older kids had to go home because they had taken it a little too far during one of the games.

At 10:20 the last kid was finally picked up. After the first 10 kids had left, Sun decided it would be a great time to start picking up. So, by 10 most of the mess around the daycare had been cleaned up. Now the only thing that was left was the Sun himself.

Sun's damage from the art fight was the biggest problem, and because he had insisted that we wait till all the kids had left, the glitter glue had completely dried. And it was everywhere. On his rays, on his pants, in his joints. Everywhere. Since I had no clue where the cleaning supplies or an extra pair of his pants were, I crossed the room to where Sun was cleaning the last bit of toys left on the floor.

"Hey, Sun, where are the cleaning supplies? And an extra pair of your pants?" I asked.

"Oh, new friend! You scared me! Cleaning supplies? What kind? Like for me or the daycare?" He countered.

"For you. If you don't mind showing me to them. Please and thank you."

"Oh, of course, friend," he exclaimed starting to skip over to a closet on the far side of the room. "Follow me!"

Following Sun to the closet, he opens the door and steps off to the side with a gesture to the shelves full of cleaning supplies. At the very top, I spotted a spare pair of Sun's pants. Asking him to get them down, I continued to look at the rest of the shelves, grabbing the things I thought I would need. Leading Sun to a chair near the closet, I tell him to sit down so that I can get to work. Starting with the glitter glue, I take a damp cloth to his body wiping away the dried glue. Starting with his rays, I work my way down to his shoes and completely rid him of the sparkly liquid. Then, grabbing a scraper, I go to take off the stickers on his rays but he quickly pulls away.

"Sun?" I question pulling the scraper away slowly.

"That's sharp, friend." He says, his voice extremely apprehensive.

"Oh, uh, yeah I guess. But, Sun, it's to get the stickers off of you."

"Yes, I know. But it's sharp."

Is he scared?

I watch as Sun's eyes glance from me to the scraper and back again. He immediately seems stressed and scared. So he is scared.

"Aww, Sun. I'm sorry, I didn't know you didn't like sharp objects." I apologize, placing the scraper down and grabbing both of Sun's hands to comfort him. "You want to know what I do when I'm scared or stressed? I take deep breaths. In and out. Do you want to try that?"

"Sure..."

"How about I do it with you? Is that okay?"

A nod. Small but certainly noticed. Instructing him to breathe in, a staticy inhale was heard from his voice box. As I told him to breathe out, the same static was heard as an exhale. After taking a couple more deep breaths, Sun was ready for me to take off the stickers. Every once in a while Sun would get scared a little so I would back off and lead him through the breathing again. The silence and periodic breathing breaks were enough to help me to de-stress as well. By the time the stickers were done and the residue washed away, it was almost 11:30. I didn't want to leave yet, considering I witnessed a kid almost pour glitter glue in between Sun's rays. So I decided to ask him to do a quick mechanism check-up. Once he got back from changing his pants to the spare, I asked him about the check-up.

"Will you have to power me off?" he questioned.

"No, of course not, Sun. It's just to make sure your rays are working properly after that kid almost got glitter glue into the mechanics." I assured him.

"Ah, I see."

After doing the test and seeing that his rays were working as normal, I walked over to my bag under the security desk. Shit. It was 11:57. I have 3 minutes to get the hell out of here. After quickly grabbing all of my belongings and saying goodbye to Sun, I ran out of the daycare and to the entrance of the Plex.

"Attention visitors and daytime staff: Freddy Fazbear's Pizza Plex is now closed."

Wooo another chapter done. It's my headcanon that Sun is not only extremely scared of Parts and Service but of overly sharp objects. Like he's fine with kiddy scissors but he can't handle knives and things like razors. They scare him. Also, I'm sorry this is a very late release today, I had a very bad day. I got an F on a test, my friend got fat-shamed, and my dog is probably sick, so it's just been very stressful. But writing this for you guys made it a little better. So I hope y'all have a better day/night than I've had. See you tomorrow!