Superstar Stories

Take Two (again..)

Continuation of the chapter 'Take Two'. You don't need to read that one to understand this one, but I recommend it :] I'll get to some requests after this chapter.

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Gregory had followed Sun to the theater and was currently trying to prevent him from going into the backstage room to retrieve Moon. No matter how much Sun tried to convince him, he'd never believe that that.. thing was 'nice'. "Sun, seriously! There is no way that I'm ever gonna be alone with that thing again! I'd rather let Chica do my hair than let it 'take care of me'."

Sun looked unperturbed about Gregory's fear, more focused on the way Gregory addressed his 'brother'. (Sun had started calling him that after the pizza-plex reopened, and he's about 80% sure that Moon feels the same.) "Hey! Moony isn't a 'thing' or an 'it'. That's very mean!"

Before Gregory could even think about replying, another voice rang out from above. "..animatronics, by definition, are both 'its', and 'things', Sunny."

Both Sun and Gregory looked upwards and were greeted with the sight of Moondrop, crouched on top of a light fixture, peering down at the pair. His head was slightly tilted, glowing eyes switching from staring at Sun to Gregory. Sun crossed his arms, rolling his eyes. "Well, yeah, but it's the principle!"

"Sunny, I do not care for something as trivial as-"

"WAITT!" Gregory cut in. So much for the 'manners' Freddy taught him. "You guys are separate now?" Moon dropped down from the light, standing next to Sun. He was a bit taller than Sun, due to an extra torso segment.

"Oh, yes!" Sun nodded, throwing his arm over Moon's shoulders in a side hug. Moon glared at him but didn't speak. "I must've forgotten to mention that, Cub. Me and Moon were separated when the daycare reopened! Just so if one of us is out of commission, the whole daycare doesn't have to be."

Gregory thought for a moment, then shrugged. "I guess that makes sense."

Moon gave a curt nod and tilted his head to the side after. "Now, I was told that you required my assistance with nap time?"

Gregory was going to say no, but before he knew it, he was stuck in the surprisingly strong grasp of Moon and was being guided back to the daycare.

Fantastic.

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Gregory found himself sitting up on one of the cots in the nap-time area, arms crossed and glaring at Moon. Said animatronic had his (or it's, Gregory couldn't tell at this point) arms behind his back, leaning down to watch Gregory with an unblinking stare. The two were at a bit of a stalemate now, as they'd been here for about twenty-five minutes. Eventually, Moon got fed up and instead crouched down, perched right at Gregory's eye level.

"We can either stay here all afternoon, with you getting none of the rest that you clearly need," Moon held up a hand to stop Gregory when he tried to interrupt. "Or, you can just go to sleep and both of us can get on with our lives. " Surprisingly, Moon had an annoyed edge to his voice.

Of course, Gregory wanted to give Moon a hard time and just be a prick in general, but that was most definitely still the thing that had tried to kill him. So, begrudgingly, he complied. He flopped down and closed his eyes, only to be disturbed when cold metal pressed against him and pulled the blanket over his shoulders. Gregory opened his eyes, but Moon seemed more focused on tucking Gregory in than actually looking at the boy.