#...and a kid looking for candy wouldn't skedaddle when the light comes on.

[diabolocracy]

I'm pretty sure someone just tried to break my door down, lol.

[helluva-simper]

Reader x Moon

Reader with silly gremlin Moon Fluff and silliness with a hurt/comfort Reader thinks they’re boring when Moon see them fun to hang around with, caring and love them Moon tries to avoid those awful comments about him but it still hurts, he hides it well too, but can almost see that and comforts him

Sorry if it was too detailed!

Apologizes. This was sitting almost finished in my docs and I completely forgot about it. I am so sorry. Also, I didn't understand the second part if you wanted it as a different thing or what so i slightly added it into this. Hope you enjoy

You were a worker at the Fazbears pizzaria- the company that's somehow still in business. You ended up getting a job here when you found out that they give a decent pay for people willing to work with and able to fix the animatronics there and now you work as a technician. You often didn't do much though. Just polished the Glamrocks, refilled the map bots with maps, stood around during the day sometimes just to make sure there wasn't anything the matter with the animatronics and then went back to chilling. 

It wasn't bad but the amount of strict rules and guidelines that corporate had made break time seem more boring and less appealing. “Don't sleep during work hours” or “No drugs in the vicinity” were the ones you never really cared for because you did them anyway.

You were in the back of the Fazprize counter where the kids would give tickets to get random 

play items off the shelves like candy, stress balls, or board games. The light was off which made it harder to see you so you relaxed a bit. You sat down before reaching into your pocket to pull out a blunt and a lighter. Normally you would do this behind the building when work was almost over and the chances of you getting caught were low but the Glamrocks were performing and the Fazprize table was closed so it was the best place to get some relief. 

You take the blunt and light it before popping it into your mouth. You count the seconds as you take a drag before exhaling. You did this a few times before you just sat there. It already had taken effect when you started to feel your limbs feel lighter and your head feel a bit more foggy. Your plan was to be here for around ten minutes and skedaddle before anyone saw you but Lady Luck always seems to leave your side when you need her most. 

“Night guard, what are you doing?” A robotic voice asked you. You turned to see the dark blue and black animatronic- Moondrop- hunched over, kinda on all fours, and his head was spun upside down as he stared at you. Your lips turned into a thin line as you sigh. You gesture to the blunt in your hand. “You DO know that goes against Fazbear's rules to smoke drugs such as weed. “ He says in a tone that could almost be depicted as disappointment. 

“Sh, sh, sh. Come on, Moon. Let me pass this one time. You still owe me one.” A few days ago Moon had made a mess and blamed it on one of the kids which the staff watching believed Moon but you saw him make it and you promised you wouldn't tell so now you're cashing in your favor. Moon growls before he sat on the floor. “You're… very naughty, Night guard.” He mumbles, making you lightly chuckle. 

You continued to smoke while Moon watched you intently. Other than the occasional twitch in his arms he stood completely still. “Um… you alright? Do you need something?” You asked a bit confused and concerned. He didn't respond, just continued to stare. Your eyebrows furrowed for a moment before you sighed and looked away from him. He wasn't anyone, you suppose. 

“Are you alright, Night guard?” Moon asked, crouching down. You blink a few times trying to focus your eyes. Were you really that high? Nah. It couldn't be. Nope. You were just dog tired. “Yeah, I'm alright.” Even with his permanent smile on his mechanical face you could tell he wasn't satisfied with your answer. “What? I said I’m fi-""Lying is very naughty, nightguard…” Moon interrupts. You sigh. You know that animatronics are built to know and analyze people to know what they are feeling to do their job but damn, you really need to work on your poker face. 

With a sigh, you stubbed the blunt out on the tile and leaned back against the shelf. “Do you think I’m boring?” Moondrop’s head turns slightly. Your face twisted in regret. Why the hell were you asking him of all things? He was an animatronic, not a therapist. “Actually—forget it. That was dumb. Nevermind.” As you spoke you tried to stand up but he pushed you back down with one of his slender, robotic fingers. “Why would you say that?” He asked as you caught yourself. You frown before you look away, pulling your knees to your chest. “Just some… stupid kids…” You muttered, almost not audible. Moondrop just stared at you looking at you as if he was in deep thought.

 “I don’t think you’re boring.” He started which made you look over to him. “A troublesome brat, yes. Not boring though.” You grunted at him which made him chuckle. “I’ve learned from experience that kids will judge anything that’s not familiar. Sundrop always got the children’s love because the kids always see adorable, cutesy, and pushovers on TV but when they see me, they tend to run away and make harsh comments.” Moondrop lets out a low growl before continuing. “The point is as long as you’re content then that’s all that matters.” Your eyes widen in surprise. Did… did you just get motivation from a robot? From Moodrop of all animatronics. 

“Um… heh… thanks.” You said. He nodded once, then tapped the side of your head with a single finger. “Now, go back to work before I report you.”

Figures.