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noffy96 · 6 days ago

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Whoo finished another Cygni(ServantSun) / Eclipse story. This time...we talk about Cygni's Moon, how is that gonna go

Moons, Memories and Breakdowns

Chapter 1

Word count: 4,486

Status: complete

Summary:

Feeling like he might be pushing too hard, he decided to just offer some comfort instead.

“ It's alright, want me to bring you so-”

“I remembered my Moon”

Cygni's voice cut through his own, static interference made it hard to make out. But once the words registered he was left stunned.

It had been the last thing he expected to hear.

Cygni has remembered his Moon, But it comes with a whole bunch of complicated feelings. One of which is the uncertainty if this Memory is even real. What will they find as they look at the data of the memory?

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As he approached the bunker door he took out a piece of salmon. Looking around for the grey furry brat. The fact at he had to buy this stuff just to keep that angry furball from clawing his ankles off annoyed him to no end.

He had no idea how Cygni walked past him without any problems. A branch made a crack above him. So before he could be pounced on he threw the thin piece of meat up. It was suddenly snatched out of mid-air.

With a great thud, the cat landed. Hissing at him before taking off. He tracked its movement until he saw the cat carefully start eating his new treat a couple of trees down.

Good at least the menace ate what was brought to him.

He stepped in with a heavy sigh. Glad to be fucking home. He had nothing to show for his efforts today. Seems that Moon had figured out someone had been stealing from his other lab and shut it down. Well, at least he had no clue where they were still.

He had no desire to become homeless, he had been setting money aside for when the time eventually came. He had started with nothing. As far as he was concerned Moon owned him and if he didn't notice, he didn't miss it.

He walked through the concrete hallways, past the sleeping chambers towards their ‘living room’. It had initially been just a communal space. A kitchen, a large table with some chairs on one side. On the other a comfy couch, with a bookshelf, a coffee table and a small TV.

With Cygni the room had changed somewhat. There were now a couple of comfortable rugs. A vase on the dinner table. Some little bits and bots from projects Cygni and him had done together over the last couple of months.

Some people might call it sparse but it has become a home. He was about to greet his friend only to pause in the doorway.

Cygni was sitting at the dinner table. Several pieces of colourful glass scattered all around him. Glasswork had been the newest hobby his friend wanted to try his hand at.

But Cygni sat very still. Arms resting on the table, head tilted down, the glow of his eyes dim in the dark room. The only sound is the drip of the faucet

“Cygni?”

The other bot didn't react. For a second he wondered if Cygni had forgotten to charge and had run out of battery. Before shaking that thought away.

He slowly made his way towards him. Growing more worried as no movement came. When he was about halfway. The dark streaks on his friend's face became obvious and he rushed over. Wondering what the fuck made his best friend cry

“Cygni? What's going on?”

Cygni still didn't turn to him. His eyes were unmoving as he silently cried. There were tiny pools of oil on the table. He must have been crying for a while.

Careful as to hopefully not startle his friend, he gently placed his hand on Cygni’s wrist.

There was a blink…then two. Soft gentle metallic clicks with the dripping sounds of tears.

His fingers gently encircled the wrist. Feeling some paint flake off in the process. Seems that Cygni had been peeling at his paint again.

The yellow rings of his friend's eyes snapped up. Resting on their hands. There was a burst of static coming from his voice box. The sound of it resetting before shakingly, half broken.

“Clipse? “

Careful of the claws that wanted to come out and protect his friend from whatever had made him so upset, he tightened his hold.

“Right here.”

He tugged the hand of the table. Grabbing one of the other chairs with his other hand. Bringing it closer with a loud screech against the floor so he could sit facing his friends as he rested their hands on his knee.

Cygni half turned. Gaze following their hands. His friend's hands twitched against the fabric before holding onto it tightly.

“Are you hurt somewhere?”

He asked as softly as he could. Still trying to keep the worry and anger out of his voice. It had been a long while since he saw Cygni this upset. He had learned very quickly that being angry could cause his friend to spiral faster.

It was always hard, fighting against every instinct he had to stay calm in moments like this. But Cygni needed him. He couldn't help if he didn't know.

There was a tiny shake of the head. He saw the furrow in Cygni's brow grow as his black tears hit his pants. The black splotches seeped into the fabric. His chest thumped at the cute reaction before snarling at it internally as this was not the time. Reaching his other hand out to gently, so fucking gently as he could. Take hold of his friend's face so he’d face him instead of down.

“That's good…glad you are not hurt…Do you think you could tell me what upset you so much?”

Cygni’s eyes landed on his, then his frame started to tremble. He wanted to drag the other out of his chair and into a hug. But he didn't dare. As likely he had a flashback to his lord, so he could potentially make it worse by making any sudden movements.

There were some bursts of static as Cygni squeezed his eyes shut. He encouragingly stroked his finger on the inside of his wrist. Willing to sit here as long as needed. Fully aware that Cygni was likely not able to tell him what was wrong. Not while being clearly so tortured by whatever memory had come for him.

But it added a tally mark to the list of things he was gonna do to his friend's former lord if he ever saw him.

He would suffer for all the pain he made Cygni go through.

“I…I…”

More tears left Cygni’s eyes. He dropped his hand from his faceplate to his shoulder to softly squeeze. His own hatred broke away in the face of his best friend's sorrow. Cygni leaned into the touch almost desperately.

Feeling like he might be pushing too hard, he decided to just offer some comfort instead.

“ It's alright, want me to bring you so-”

“I remembered my Moon”

Cygni's voice cut through his own, static interference made it hard to make out. But once the words registered he was left stunned.

It had been the last thing he expected to hear.

Cygni opened his eyes again, more tears spilling out. Rays shaking in their housings.

“I mean…I knew he must have existed ... but seeing him…knowing there was someone…it’s such a difference Eclipse. I just recognised him, but…but I know nothing about him. There is part of me that’s scared that it isn’t real…that this isn’t…my Moon. It could be a different Moon. But...how would I know…I just”

Cygni's voice broke down further and further until it shut down again. His free hand pressed against his mouth as he tried to keep silent. He let go of Cygni’s hand to gently rub his friend's arms up and down. Trying to find some words to calm him.

“I…am..not sure how to…” He trailed off before changing the question “…what is it exactly that you are remembering, could you tell me?”

Cygni nodded his head, clearly forcing his tears to slow as he lowered his hand.

“It’s just…just an image…of him smiling at me. A single picture. But I hadn’t had something this clear of him…ever…I was just…just picking up some pieces of glass thinking about the colour seemed familiar…and “

He waved his arm around a little, and he squeezed his friend's arms gently in understanding.

“I...I can look at the data for the picture for you. See when it was taken…if it’s about as old as your oldest memories…I think we can safely say it’s your Moon”

Cygni's eyes widened further.

“You would do that for me? Really?”

He gave a nod, and suddenly he was tackled in a hug.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you…please…yes...I just...I gotta know”

The chair had wobbled dangerously under the force of the tackle and he managed to keep them both upright, as he kinda awkwardly petted Cygni’s back at the same time.

Cygni pulled back and from his eyes, he could tell that he was opening his email to send the file, but then his smile turned into a frown.

“It says I can’t send the file…that it doesn’t support the file type?”

He gave a confused look in return.

“We have that shared Dropbox…can you put it in there?”

Cygni sat still for a moment before shaking his head, as tears started to flow again.

“Hey...hey no...it’s okay…don’t panic…I could…I could connect to you directly…and look at it that way…You’ll…you’ll just have to guide me to the file, I promise not to look at anything else.“

“Pinky promise”

He tried his best not to snort and held out his hand pinky outstretched.

“Yeah pinky promise”

His mechanical heart skipped a beat as Cygni shakinly connected it with his own.

“O-okay…I trust you…”

He gave what was hopefully a comforting gentle pass over Cygni’s rays.

“Go sit on the couch and get comfortable, I’ll find a cable in my lab for us to connect with.”

Cygni nodded and stood up shakingly, he watched him for a second, making sure he was doing okay before turning around and going to his lab.

When he returned Cygni was sitting in the corner of the couch, Fingers picking at the paint of his arms, the tears had slowed down, but still, an occasional drop left his eyes, rolling down the paths made by the previous tears. His sleeve had a few dark stains that he must have gotten by wiping at his eyes.

He thought about doing the laundry later so Cygni wouldn’t have to deal with the stains, and take that off his mind when they were done as he carefully sat down next to him.

“You sure you okay with this?”

Cygni let out a hum as he nodded. He was about to ask if he was sure When Cygni squared his shoulders and looked him dead in the eye

“I have to know S-Eclipse”

His friend's eyes widened at the almost slip-up, but he didn’t mention it.

“Could you open your arm panel?”

The other hesitated for a small moment before rolling up his left sleeve, He tried to keep from reacting to see that the peeled paint was up to his elbows.

“I…had locked my arms to the table…before you came in…I…I think I might have scratched the casing with my claws…I…been sitting here a while…”

He gently took hold of his best friend's wrist again bringing the arm over to his lap, gently tracing the metal with his other hand, not minding the flaked paint.

“I’ve told you before…you don’t need to justify your soothing methods. Sun still pulls at his rays, and trust me, it is grounding yet hurtful…I tend to want to fight stuff, which is honestly much worse. “

There was a soft chuckle.

“That’s not true…”

He raised an eyebrow at his friend, who despite the tears still running down his face smiled gently.

“You don’t fight when you're anxious…scared…sure..but anxious? You tend to cross your arms and tap your claws at your upper arms…like... You are reminding yourself where they are? But also like you’re hugging yourself, but aren’t if that makes sense”

His heart thumped with the realisation that his friend was right, glow coming on with a click. Cygni’s soft smile turned into a nervous one, glow clicking on as well.

“I…what I meant to say…um not that I think…”

When he fought to get his glow back under control, Cygni kept on starting and stopping sentences. He let out a coughing sound that made the other's mouth click shut.

“Let’s just…get us connected”

He finished gruffly, and there was an awkward laugh coming from his friend, as the panel in his arm opened up. He carefully plugged in the cable and pretended not to notice the slight quiver in his friend's breath. Only stopping once the cable was above his own port, glancing up to meet Cygni’s nervous eyes.

The tears had slowed down, but still, an occasional drop landed on Cygni’s brown pants. The whole time the tears had been silent, not a sob or a heave. He never knew how to feel about the fact that he cried so silently.

He got a determined nod and plugged the other end into his arm. He closed his eyes to focus, sending a request to access Cygni’s systems. He wasn’t gonna go into his head, as much as he loved him, he wasn’t risking getting trapped. This was just a bit more direct than plugging into a computer…and like this…no fear of anyone spying.

The acceptance came through, his vision filling with lines of code and folders as far as he could see. That had always been a thing, there seemed to be a lot more stored in Cygni’s mind than should be possible for their memory.

He wondered if it was because he had gained sentience and it saved differently, or it was the amount of star power that just ... had warped how memory chips should work. But the thing was…Cygni couldn’t seem to access most of it…not perceive it in the same way.

It is like seeing an icon on your desktop but the second you hover your mouse over it, it disappears. Like privileges suddenly revoked or held back. He followed a familiar tug scrolling through files, until somewhere in the middle they stopped .

He hovered over the file, selecting it but not opening it. There was a soft chirp coming from the body next to him. Seeing code change from the corner of his eye as the emotions fell over his friend, but he didn’t look, not trying to invade his privacy more than he was.

“This one?”

It was silent for a while before he gave a sigh.

“I need you to speak up…can’t see if you nodded or not…I am concentrating on not accidentally looking at more than I should. “

“Yeah…it’s the correct one”

“Thanks”

With that he got to work, opening the files’ properties.

The file type was not something he ever had come across…he wondered if it was because it was old, or maybe because of the change of dimensions. But it was not what he should be looking for.

Quickly looking for the creation date...He frowned, the string of numbers was just reading as all zeros, which meant either the day wasn’t set…or…couldn’t be read.

But then He noticed the file name ....Likely not something Cygni had done…as the image must have appeared opened in his mind.

It said Copy of HSM 0812-16121973

………Copy…….

… This image was a copy…

But a copy from where?

He looked through the metadata of the file again but it could tell him nothing more. Not on its own….he would need to compare it to something.

“Cygni…”

His voice must have sounded off because he could feel the way the mood sank.

“I-it’s…it’s not him right?”

It sounded so broken…but he didn’t wanna lie. His hand went to search and interlock with Cygni’s as he tried to give comfort.

“...the image is a copy…that’s all I know…but I don’t know from when…Do…do you have any other images from when you were in your old dimension? Once you are sure you took and not a copy…and maybe one you took here as well. I might get some more information out of your name filing system.”

He felt the hand in his own tighten,

“I…I do…but…but i really….they are not…..I don’t want you to-”

He quickly cut off his friend to reassure him.

“I don’t have to open them to see the data ... .i haven’t opened the one of your Moon either. “

“....you…haven’t?”

He shook his head lightly, to be honest, it was partly because he would likely get jealous at seeing a Moon smile at Cygni. Especially one filled with love…no matter what kind it was.

“You can watch me the entire time…even look through what I am seeing to make sure…the feedback on that will feel weird…but you’d be sure…we can test with the picture you took here…so you know how it will work”

He felt Cygni shift on the couch.

“Yes…yes please…i’d…yes”

He nodded slightly and then slowly worked his friend through how to watch along with what he was doing so that he could see what he saw and did, it was a bit disorientating for the both of them. But they managed and he was able to look at the other two files. Luckily neither of them where corrupted and the date seemed to be intact on both of them.

He compared the names as he opened all three tabs.

HSM 0812-16121973 for the Moon one.

PNG1607-30012025 for the current picture.

Lastly, the picture of Cygni’s home dimension was named. PNG 0812-1512422.

The first thing he could tell was that the numbers at the beginning of the photos taken in the same dimension were the same. Like some dimensional code had attached themselves to the data. Also, he hadn’t ever heard of the file type HSM no wonder neither of them could send them. He was curious how Cygni was able to open them

The other numbers….they looked like dates. As he checked it seemed the file name seemed to match up with the creation date in the metadata. But…if that was true.

“I think…I found something”

“....I…I am not gonna like this….am I?”

He shifted his hands to take a firmer hold of his friends.

“Good news or bad news first?”

“Good…please…I can..use some good”

“If I am reading the date right…this is one of the oldest files you have shown me….so this is likely your Moon”

Through the files and code on his HUD he saw Cygni slump relieved, tears now more of relief than sadness running down his face.

“That’s…oh that’s..thank you … but then…what’s the bad news”

He frowned as he gently backed out of his friend's systems so he could look at him fully.

“The date on it…is about two hundred years older than the oldest file I find when we do a scan for your check-ups”

Cygni’s eyes widened.

“T-two…two hundred…”

He watched the dawning realisation come over his friend's face…everything else in the data had been the same… besides the file being a copy and file type. Everything had told him, it was a picture that Cygni had taken…

His friend's shaking got worse as more tears fell from his eyes

“I…I knew…he had deleted some memories...I have gaps of months that are just gone…and I know there's should have been more of before I was made his servant…but…so.long”

He gently rubbed the inside of his best friend's wrist. Trying to be soothing, as he took the cable out of their arms.

“Was this image just missed because it is a copy? Is this…is this all I have of him? I don't even know what we were. Friends? Brothers? More than that? Did my Moon even like me?.”

The drawing horror was painful to see. His heart clenched and longed to do something to make it right...to reassure. But there was nothing. He couldn't restore deleted memories. Not without something like the star. Even then it might not work

Cygni had let go of his hand to press it against his teeth. His own hand now fluttered around unsure of what to do. It seemed Cygni had temporarily forgotten he was even there.

Then an odd sort of breath left his friend and the hand pressed against his mouth even harder. Realising what he was doing he gently wrapped his hands around Cygni's forearms. The silently crying bot began to shake more as he tried to encourage them back down.

“Hey…hey don't do that…don't force yourself to be quiet. Don't let that lord steal the full extent of your grief. He won't hear you here.”

The fact that Cygni still had oil left over to cry with was a surprise. Those grief-stricken optics met his own..the off-white was now almost grey from the black oil.

Slowly he held out his arms

“Want a hug, Dusty?”

There was no answer. One second he was being stared at with a crushing sadness yet hope. The other thin arms were clutching at his back desperately as Cygni's head plate was painfully shoved into his shoulder

He closed his own arms around his back quickly. Holding him tightly but firmly. As if he could hold the broken pieces of his best friend together.

Cygni's voice was broken and static-filled. He tilted his faceplate against the side of his friends gently..letting their rays rub together in something that was hopefully soothing. As Cygni started to speak through an increasingly glitching voice box.

“What did We do to him to deserve this? Why did he take everything?… Am I even still the same person? Would my Moon even recognise me if he was still around? Did my lord kill him? Torture him. Had me turned off and stored away and tortured him for years, before moving on to me? ”

He had no answers to any of those questions. He knew what he would have done if he got the star. He would have killed Moon, for everything he had been put through. Would he have reset Sun and kept him around as well? There is a part of him that screams NO.

Yet he wasn't sure, his hatred at the time had been more a blind rage. Not willing to look at it too closely. That version of himself would have torn his own head off before willingly spending any sort of time with Sun and Moon.

Let alone save a different Sun.

But Cygni’s endless words didn't stop. Like a dam was broken. More worries and fears seemed to spill out of the trembling bot

“He is gonna do it again if he finds me…he is gonna make me forget you…and Sun. All of this, the time we spend together. The progress I’ve made…Until I am nothing more than a servant once more and he will be the only thing in my life. He’ll take away everything... I am so scared of that Eclipse. I don't wanna lose you…I don't want to forget.“

The hands around his back had started to cling to his skyhook desperately. Their casings creaked dangerously with how tight he was holding him back.

“I won't let him get to you. Never fucking again you hear me. I’ll keep you safe. And if by some method he does manage to make you forget. I will fight tooth and fucking nail to make you remember. If you can't I am gonna befriend you all fucking over again. You hear me. You will never be alone again. Not on my watch”

There was a tiny shake of the head.

“.. don't….don't risk yourself…for someone that can't remember you. Please don't get hurt. “

He growled

“Sorry…I can't promise that. Knowing what he does to you. I can't stand by idly. Would you?”

There was another shake of the head. As gently as he could he nuzzled against the stiff rays of the crying sun model.

There was a soft sob. Barely there so he pressed a little closer. Let Cygni further hide against him.

“Then that is that. We fight together to keep it from happening then okay. You're NOT alone anymore. “

Another sob spilled from Cygni quiet and broken. Then another. And another. Like drops from an ancient faucet slowly dripping out.

“It's okay. I Have you… let it all out”

And Cygni did. Slowly. Starting from quiet barely there sobs and whimpers. To shaky breaths and clinging hands. To harsh breaths and ugly sobs, At the end of it all, he was downright wailing against his chest.

Broken in a way he never heard anyone cry. Barely holding on. Just lost in a grief built on so many hundreds of years. Where he had been holding back the full force of his fears and sorrows. Finally spilling out in this ugly devastating cry. Now that he was finally free and safe to do so.

He held him through it all. Kept whispering promises. Reassures, declarations of how proud he was. That he was loved. By him, his friends And if he would still be alive, his Moon.

His own heart throbbed painfully with every sob. Yet something he would come to look at more closely later. So grateful that Cygni trusted him to keep him safe, trusted him to see him like this, breaking in a way that no one else likely had.

Eventually, the voice box stopped as it clicked on to safe mode from overheating. Cygni’s oil reserve finally ran out. But he still shuddered and cried. Frame squeaking with the lack of oil.

Until hours later, hands fell from his hook. Body slumping exhausted against him.

He pulled back, looking into dim, tired eyes that stared at him exhausted. Scared yet grateful. He let his fingers run over the tips of the rays poking out of his faceplate. Not caring about the few tears that had escaped his own eyes during all of this

Then without thinking, he places a tender kiss against his forehead. Not even fuelled by his crush. Just the aching need to give comfort. Something he would have liked when he had been so alone and trapped.

“Rest, Dusty. I got you”

His eyelids fluttered, and his heart skipped a beat at the gentle smile he got in return. Cygni’s voice box clicked on but it was a little raspy from overuse, set to its lowest volume.

But he could still hear.

“I’m glad you are my best friend Eclipse…love you”

His hands tighten as Cygni's eyes fall shut

“Yeah…love you too”

The smile he got was warm before Cygni passed out.

“So much more than You realise…”

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