Drafts and unfinished books/parts of books

Moon Jazz [FNAF]

Moon's been constantly begging you to let him go with you to 'keep you company'. You however, know that he's lonely in the daycare all alone so you've decided to let him come with you for the sake of him not breaking down in the daycare.

Stepping into the elevator with Moon following right behind you press the button to go to the basement. Management had reported a disturbance involving an old animatronic endo down there, which had started making its way to the upper levels, posing a threat to both visitors and employees.

"I still don't understand why you need to check this out. Why can't the repair people do it? or the people who, quite literally, just stand around on their phones?" Moon said, annoyance coating his voice.

"Management is the problem, plain and simple." You replied with a blank expression.

The doors shut and the music starts playing while the elevator started descending. Here's the thing. The music that was playing. Was jazz. You, despite not liking jazz that much was able to handle it.

Moon, not so much.

"Turn it off, Turn it off!" He yelled, covering his audio sensers that was on the sides of his head like where a human's would be while he bent over slightly.

You frantically look around on the panel to see if there's anyway to turn the music off or change it. There was nothing. Looking towards Moon you see him leaning against the side of the elevator, desperately clawing at his  sensers. 

"Moon calm down bud!" You yelp.

Moon's panic was escalating rapidly. His frantic efforts to muffle the jazz tune and the distress in his voice tugged at your heart. You urgently scanned the elevator one more time, hoping to find a solution, but it seemed futile. The music persisted, seemingly unaffected to any command.

Seeing Moon in such distress, you decided to take action. you placed a hand on his shoulder, or at least what would have been a shoulder on a human, and said soothingly, "Hang in there, Moon. We'll be out of this soon. Just focus on my voice, and try to block out the music."

Moon, still struggling with the noise, nodded vigorously, and you continued to speak softly, offering words of comfort and distraction as the elevator descended deeper into the basement.

As the elevator continued its descent into the basement, you kept talking to Moon in a soothing tone. "That's it, Moon. We'll get through this. Try to think of something else, something that calms you."

Moon's clawed fingers were still twitching in distress, but he made an effort to close his eyes and follow your advice. "I'm trying," he muttered, his voice shaky.

The jazz music seemed to stretch on for an eternity, but finally, after what felt like an agonizingly long time, the elevator reached its destination. The doors opened, and the oppressive melody ceased as abruptly as it had started.

Moon, still visibly shaken, slowly straightened up and cautiously uncovered his audio sensors. He looked at you with a mixture of relief and gratitude. "Thanks, for some reason my sensers dislike jazz so it hurts." he managed to say, his voice more composed now.

You nodded, glad that the ordeal was over. "No problem, Moon. Let's focus on the task at hand. We're here to check on that old animatronic endo, remember?"

Moon nodded in agreement, and together, you stepped out of the elevator, ready to confront the disturbance in the basement and ensure the safety of both the visitors and employees.