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feathered-moths-ablaze · 2 years ago

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Hi it's the Anon unmasked >:)

To be fair, this crossover takes the bases of the scugs and critters, ignores alot of their campaigns and runs wild with them and how to fit them with these guys, so alot of them are picked more for abilities and cosmetic rather than their stories. Granted, this will still have some spoilers for the campaigns and/or their mechanics so avoid scugs with orange in case of RW spoilers

(also: I took some of your Soup family headcannons for Spooker. It was good Soup)

Time for the rest (o boy my fingers). Apologies if I miss any characters, I probably don't know they exist or how they fitted into the video's plot

P.I.E

Johnny Ghost (Hunter) - to the local colonies, Ghost is an enigma: He rarely eats yet never starves; he isn't pure white, instead a pale gray; he's isolated yet prickly; and he always disappeared every 20 cycles. Yet despite this, he and his little tightnit group are glued to the hip as they crawl into the dead iterator can they call home.

Johnny Toast (Nightcat) - yes I know Nightcat got scraped. Toast is practically Ghost's other half, meeting as pups and never leaving since. He has a knack for trouble, both getting in and causing it, so he has a great throwing arm, perfect for stunning the enemy and a hit with a spear

Spooker (Saint) - growing up with echos is not easy; worse when they tell you to take revenge. They're not all about that though, and choose the more 'peaceful' cycles for themselves. The time with their family hasn't left them however, which leaves tension at times within the group. After all, they're the only one who knows where Ghost goes...

Colin (Survivor) - the only normal scug in a 50 miles radius. How he's still with these guys after everything is a mystery but hey, Colin likes them and they like him back, so he stays. Plus they need someone with braincells.

Misc. Characters

Jimmy Casket (Rot/Spearmaster) - this changes depending on how you see Jimmy. If dead, he's the rot within Ghost, searching the wasteland for anything that moves, whenever it be pray, predator or friend. He only gets a cycle before he goes dormant. If alive, he's streaking though everything, stabbing like he's trying to get a high score. Those giggles are the last thing you hear before a spear is chucked at your throat.

Gavin Toast ("Survivor") - the twin who's more trouble than Johnny! He tries to hide his Nightcat abilities so he can sneak around better (Nightcat are rare in these lands) and that the Echos don't pay him too much notice, even if he can notice them. Don't put the twins in the same shelter: only one is coming out alive.

Maddie Friend (Monk) - despite her friendliness, Billy is fucking terrified of her, and often leads to him hiding underwater. It doesn't help that she can't seem to understand why he's scared, and comes around often, which only makes it worse. Maybe flowers will help?

Gregory Casket (Slugpup) - just a little guy before everything went to shit.

Cardboard Friend (???) - under the Scavenger mask and blunt quills leaves a terrifying mystery. Are they an echo or something worse? Why do they focus on slugpups? What happens to their victims? There's a reason no pups are found alone.

Mary Toast (Echo) - she's probably one of the few echoes that look more scug than echo. She's also possibly the only known echo that's mobile. She often wanders to places unknown now that she can with ease. She might come back to visit Toast again, but for now, she's just happy her late husband isn't drowning in misery.

Katrina (Echo) - same can't be said for Katrina. At first, she was angry at Ghost, wanting an apology, now she just wants an explanation. Why did he do it? Was it him or her that sparked it? Are you even sorry?

The Housekeeper (Iterator) - hidden deep in the can, hidden under overlapping pipes and rubble, is a still working iterator, Whispering Fates. Under his feet is the void sea, dug to by him. He calls for ones with his overseers, waiting. Never try to find him. You'll not come back the same.

My brain has been going Slugcat, so why not mash my current fixation and my revived fixation? Rain World × Talebr crossover!

I've currently only got the Achechalla Family down (butchered the name) so I might send another one for PIE and Misc. Characters

Papa (Gourmand) - chonk! Since his children have black hair, I'm assuming that his hair was black (before he went bald), so he's a black Gourmand.

Gertrude (Rivulet) - how a blue cat became orange and non of her children got her ginger, no-one knows.

Sally and Billy (Rivulet) - Fraternal Twins baby! Since they look near identical, it's easy to mix the two at a distance. Other than personality, the difference between them is the frills and eyes (Billy: Green eyes, lighter frills, Sally: Blue eyes, magenta frills)

Spencer (Artificer) - noone knows how he got here, but he keeps the scavengers and lizards out so he stays.

Freddie (Red lizard) - when Sally was just a slugpup, she had somehow managed to tame the most dangerous lizard without dieing and kept it a secret for cycles. They found him out when he followed her home, and got attacked by Spencer. He's now the family pet, and a great intimidation tool.

Maxwell (Echo) - he doesn't like how ascension screwed him over (read: someone screwed him over), so he looms over his descendants, waiting for one of them to get enough karma to hear him so he can... influence them to get them on the right path.

My YouTube recommended has been 110% Rainworld for all of May, but I’ve been trying to dodge spoilers so idk much about the actual cats and story (this is fine tho, i just won’t be able to add much ^^)

It’s interesting to see the family to be somewhat related here, minus Spencer and Sue ofc, and I do think it’s a little funny that they’re all axolotl cats but Papa. (For people who don’t know what Rivulets look like, they look like absolute baybes and I do see the Spencer in the artificer:)

Echoes are enemies with a vague connection to the slugpups that i don’t fully understand yet, so Maxwell being an Echo makes sense, it would also make sense if PIE’s job here was to put them out of their misery. I do however feel like this is incomplete without Sue, Freddio, and Hurricane, so I’m gonna try my hand at them!

Sue ( Saint ) - There are many things about Sue that make me lean to this one, with or without considering colors. For start, their world is one of the most dangerous to wake up in and instead of rain, it’s full of snow. That gets me because of her backstory: Sue’s original world was consumed by a nuclear winter. Saint is also the most frail character, and even with the tongue it doesn’t really… change that. Idk the whole thing but STILL.

Freddio ( Strawberry Lizard ) - Being the younger brother of Freddy, making them a different type of red-ish lizard would be cute to me. I know that Strawberry lizards only REALLY spawn in Saint’s campaign, but the legacy system thing MAY allow for it? Maybe? Idk. In canon Freddio is smaller than Freddy and somewhat more aggressive, so maybe it would make more sense if they swapped, but idk things.

Hurricane ( Giant Jellyfish ) - Giant Turtle? GIANT JELLYFISH! Slow-moving, not really a threat to Papa but otherwise deadly and especially prevalent to Sue… Just like canon!

Also here’s saint and gourmand for anyone wondering bc I forgot to add them earlier

#taleblr #taleblr rainworld au #Art will be posted one day #just need to motivation to do so #if there's any characters I've missed tell me #whoo! it's done for now

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child-of-the-cosmos · 15 days ago

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Part 1. > Here. Part 2. > Here. Part 3. > Here.

Quick TW for this chapter: depression, harm, and depressing themes.

Major angst with this one, guys. Just letting you know.

The storage room was barely lit, dim yellow bulbs scattered throughout the place. Sun supposed it was another cost cut. They did a lot of those, even when the daycare was still active.

...

Sun didn't want to think about that right now.

Instead, he watched the dust float and reflect off the lighting. It moved so slowly, he thought. Like it didn't have a care in the world. Some swirled, while others just floated by. All, though, we're moving after you had rustled through. And all would settle some point after you had left. That much, he knew.

He faintly thought of himself the same way. Still dust, only moving if something moves it. Years and years, dust could sit. Why, this place was filled with it.

Sun looked down at his body, there was a slight pop from his neck when he did so. He could hear the creaking metal through what was left of his sensors. But he didn't care about that. He was much too focused on the dust that had been slightly moved from where you had tied the ribbon. Soft streaks of his chipped paint could be seen underneath the layers of dust.

Years and years, dust could sit. It only moves if something moves it... then... what if something doesn't? What then? Does it just sit forever?

Sun silently thought it over. He was so much like the dust. Except for one thing. The particles had each other.

"...Moon?" He calls out to the nothing. Their internal head space quiet. Moon's code quiet. Everything quiet.

Yes. Particles had each other. And Sun had no one.

And out of everything? Out of losing everything? That hurt the most. It felt like someone had ripped out his wires, tore him apart, leaving him empty. Leaving him alone.

His left eye kept fading in and out, it was making him increasingly more and more frustrated. He wanted to scream. How could he watch the dust like this? How could he...

It was too quiet. Far too quiet. Sun hated it. He hated the sound of nothing. The sound of stillness. He hated the fact the he was a part of it. That he hadn't said a word since you had left. He hated this.

And where was moon exactly? Sun didn't know. What happened to the daycare? Oh, he knew that all too well now. And what did they decide to do with him and moon?

Throw them away. Defective. Broken. No amount of dust, or pretty ribbons could ever cover that.

Then why did you try to? Why were you even here, in a place like this? Why did you tie the ribbons. Why did you try to help them? Why were you so nice? Why, why, why, why-

"Ugh!" Sun openly growls out. His voice bouncing off the storage room's walls. Echoing, until he was left with silence again.

He wished you weren't so nice. That you were just like the others. That you didn't give him hope. That...

No. He didn't wish any of that. It was just.. just... he wished you'd return soon. That you'd talk to him, and for a moment, just for a moment... he could forget-

*snap*

Sun's head falls forward. He can't stop it. He had been leaning too much on an already bent neck joint. And now, he was faced with darkness. His wires hadn't snapped off, thankfully. But his head was now leaning on his chest, barely above one of his buttons.

Him pressing it hadn't worried him, it was a lot harder to turn him off than on. Which you had somehow done. And he was still on. And he couldn't see. Or move.

Sun's voice box became overrun with static. He was panicking. It was too dark. Too quiet. Too much room to think. He didn't want that. Really, didn't want that. But he was too broken. Too alone. Too useless-

"Oh, it's broken." Sun thinks to himself, as he looks at the dust again. He must've stirred some of it up while moving like he did.

His body shakes, as he tries his best to move, to do something. Anything. His arms raise up, and he loosely grabs onto his face plate. Something had stopped him from raising them completely, but it was just enough to move his head back upright.

And he does. But his head falls back down again with a bang. Something shatters this time, clear bits of glass sliding into his pant. Sun ignores it, and tries again. This time, he prushes it onto his shoulder. His rays get caught in the boxes next to him again. And he's stuck like he was before you had found him. But that was okay. Because he could see again... just not out of his cracked eye.

They floated. Moving around a lot faster when compared to how they were after you'd left. Maybe because sun's movements were more jerky. More uncontrolled. Less fluid, like he had been when the daycare was still open.

But, his eye wasn't bothering him anymore. If fact, he felt very calm. Quiet. Not thinking as much. He didn't care to right now. Not about the daycare. Not about moon. Not even about you. No, he'd much rather just and watch the dust right now.

He'd watch it until it settled.

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Your manager had only called to verify if you'd be working that week, lazily going over your hours on the phone. You told him what days you'd be able to pick up shifts for others if needed, and whether or not you knew what times you'd be available to do so.

They told you that'd you have to pick up for someone who had fallen sick two days prior. Two people had already covered for them for those days, which left you for the third. You supposed that was fair.

You didn't really know the other human employees, with you all working in different departments- but, you knew there were four working at the plex in total, plus you.

And with one of you down... that ment more work for the rest of you, which usually wouldn't be a big deal. But you were supposed to check on Sun tomorrow- and okay, that might sound silly, them being a robot and all... but, you couldn't help but feel for them. They had woken up in an completely unfamiliar place, were really worn down from the time they'd been just... sitting there, and to top it all off- had you of all people for company, which you weren't sure was much. And that's not even mentioning whatever they were going through on top of all that.

You weren't sure how animatronics faired with the whole "mental stability" thing, but if that was you? You wouldn't be doing so well, to say the least.

And besides, you promised them. And you intended to keep it.

But first, you needed to finish your shift, go home, and figure out how you'd sneak back into the storage room with all of the extra work you had to do.

You had really wanted to just go back to Sun, after you had got off the phone with your manager... but that'd look way to suspicious if someone were to actually check the cameras leading to that place. So, you had no choice but to keep working until you were done for the day. Which wasn't fun, since all you could think about was the poor abandoned bot behind the theater.

... but would it? You watched a cleaning bot hover around the many seats lined up in rows. It looked a lot like a floating disk, with a little bump on top where it had it's eyes. It reminded you of a ufo, except it sucked up fallen popcorn instead of cows.

You sighed, looking around the theater in question. It was definitely quite large, but when compared the storage room behind it, it was definitely smaller.

Why? Why did they build it like that? It was like the theater itself was there just to hide the storage room, but... no, that wouldn't make any sense.

It looked at you. But... it's gaze was empty. Truly lifeless. Nothing like Sun's.

But then, why was it different? Why was Sun different than the cleaning bots- or any bots in this place for that matter?

You watched as it flew around picking up scaps of anything it could find, faint humming coming from it as it did so. You glanced down at the Broom in your hands, and kept sweeping.

You had nothing but questions.

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It was the next day, and frankly, you hadn't gotten much sleep.

And the results you got were... interesting. Turns out, there were other animatronics. And from the forums you read, they sounded just as lively as sun. But... what happened to them? Well, they were at the plex. You had seen them, walking around, talking to visitors. But they weren't the same. They weren't as... involved as far as interactions went. Sure, the kids loved them, but any adult who had seen them prior to when they plex had shut down at some point, could tell something was off. They were just like the cleaning bots. Lifeless.

Your mind had been running too much last night, and after tossing and turning for hours, you had decided to go on a online search spree for any clues as to what happened to the daycare. Again. But... this time, you didn't just search up the daycare. You searched for anything you could find about the plex in general.

And that brought another question. What exactly happened to the plex? You couldn't find anything much on that. If the forums told you anything- it was just that the plex had been running perfectly fine, until they had suddenly shut it down for a while.

Then, they brought it back. New and improved- the online ads for it you had found said.

A lot of people were mad about it, while others were raging about a blue bunny animatronic. Evidently, it was brought back after being decommissioned for a while.

But how was new and improved, getting rid of Sun like that? And from the looks of it, sun wasn't the only one that had suddenly disappeared off the Faz roster.

A gator, some weird spider thing, and an animatronic that sounded similar to Sun- were completely gone when they had reopened the plex.

A lot of it didn't make sense to you. But if the stuff you had found in those boxes before were anything to go off of... there had to be some truth to what they were saying. Maybe a lot.

Speaking of... those boxes. You definitely had to go through-

"Hello, and welcome back to Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizza Plex! Please insert your badge card in the slot to get started!" The monitor in front of you rung.

Really, it was more like a big screen- featuring a bear, Helply, showing you how to insert your badge card. You quietly did as it said to get started for the day.

Once you did, you were let in after hearing another of its automated messages. You were well and used to this routine by now. Check in, and work. Simple as that.

You sighed as you made your way to the destination that was put into your phone. You were really glad they had made an app for the employees that worked at the plex, made things a lot easier for you. Everything in one place.

Except... well, not so simple anymore. You first had to cover the shift for your fallen fellow human employee. Which worked away from the theater, deeper in the plex. Which ment you had to do that before even thinking about visiting Sun.

But... it was a bit odd that they made an app just for you four. Then again, there were other places like this one that did the same thing, so you didn't really think much of it.

You walked until you found a small side shop. There were a lot of shops like this one in the plex. All holding different kinds of merchandise. This one, was for the blue bunny people were talking about on the forums.

You didn't know his name- Bunny? Benny? Something like that. Honestly, you didn't know a lot of the animatronic's names here. Other than the main four, there were also three others. A penguin, fox, and a lion.... which might not sound like a lot, but it was enough to put your poor human brain into overload trying to remember them all. Besides, you never really ventured out farther than the theater and a cafeteria that was close to it, not really seeing the point in somehow getting dragged into buying stuff from the plex that you didn't need.

And now that you were working in one of the shops personally, you could feel how easy it really could be.

Brightly colored bits and bobbles lined the shelves. Shirts, glasses, even enamel pins stacked to the brim. This place was like a treasure trove of goods for the right passersby.

You walked behind the counter and braced yourself, you knew you were in for the long haul. You didn't know the person who had fallen sick personally, but you could easily feel the anxiety they might have had before opening a place like this.

You close your eyes for a moment, before opening them again, and tapped the open button from your screen to let people know that the shop was now up and running.

It didn't take long for people to rush in, marveling at the themed merchandise. It also didn't take long for a line to form. And then another. And then another. This continued until your break came along, which you quickly took with glee that could only be felt by a retail worker. Never, have you been so glad to work at the theater. Just clean and keep things functional. That's all.

As you walked to the cafeteria that you usually ate at in the plex, an idea popped into your head. You then quickly ordered your food to go, and nonchalantly started walking towards the theater. None of the custumers would really see you, since the path to actually get to the storage room was behind an 'employees only' door. You opened it, and started walking the halls to get to the storage room.

If anyone asks, I'll just tell them I was looking for my flashlight. You tell yourself, nodding slightly as you went. Yeah. That should work.

You quietly opened the door that lead inside the dim room again, this time, with different mission in mind.

You looked around first to make sure no one else was around before calling out.

"Sun? It's me!" Your voice echoed off the walls, and you stood there waiting for a reply, your warm food a reminder of how cold it really was inside the room. You held it closer. Maybe they didn't hear you?

You walked further in, just like you did last time, passing the boxes in a blur. You didn't like this. Something didn't feel right. You called out again.

"Sun?? I'm back, I kept my promise! Just like I said!" You moved your food to one hand, looking down for a second to fish out your flashlight from your belt with the other. You clicked it on, shining it forward.

You didn't call out again. You didn't need to. Sun was sitting right where you had left him. Head leaning on the same boxes. Blank eyes staring into yours. No, wait-

You dropped your food, rushing forward.

"Sun!?" You quietly exclamed, looking him over. This was not how you had left him.

One his eyes were shot, completely black. The other, had scratches? But thankfully was still on. The piece that had been holding up his head before, was now completely broken, snapped in two. The only thing holding up his head, were the boxes he was stuck in. And he still hadn't said a word.

You got closer, standing directly in front of him. Your hand reached out towards him, almost touching his face. "Sun..." You said, barely above a whisper, "Can you hear me?"

How did this happen??? How could this happen??? What if he's broken. Then it's your fault. You left him. Why did you leave. You shouldn't have left him. You shouldn't have been snooping around in the first place. Then maybe, just maybe, someone else more qualified could've found him. They could've been there for him. But what did you do? You broke him. It was your fault. You-

A hand reaches out and grabs onto yours, catching you by suprise. It's grip was firm, yet gentle- and it took you a moment to realize it belonged to Sun.

"You... you-" You scared me. Why didn't you say anything? Did you know how worried I was? Your thoughts raced, your brain having a hard time trying to pick what you wanted to say first. Your eyes stared into theirs for a moment. There's beat of silence between the two of you as you stare at the new scratches on their now only functioning eye. One of them were deeper than the rest.

"Are you okay?" You blurt, finally choosing what you wanted say the most.

They don't say anything, but their grip never falters. Their hand twitches around your wrist, and you can only try to calm down what was beginning to become your inner hysteria.

Your shadow covered their face from the dim lighting. And the faint buzzing from one of bulbs could be heard between the silence. You swollow, your throat was dry. How long have you been standing here?

"Sun.. are you okay?" You ask him again.

This time, to your relief, they finally say something.

"The dusts moving again."

Your brows furrow in confusion and worry. You pocket your flashlight- having turned it off a long time ago, and gently place your other hand on top of his. "...What? What are you talking about- you didn't answer my question, Sun. Are you okay?"

"Does it matter?" They ask you. And that question shocks you. "Of course it matters." You tell them truthfully. "I wouldn't be asking you if it didn't."

They go silent again.

"I'm... okay." They tell you, and you can hear the static again, overlapping with their voice.

You stare at them, and shake your head a little. "No... you're not." You mumble to yourself. But, They catch it.

"Ah... then I suppose that is a silly question, isn't it?"

You slightly freeze up, before looking at your hand on top of his. He was right. That was a stupid question. "N-no, sun... i..." You were so bad at this. "I'm sorry." You say finally. You look up, trying to truly convey as much emotion as possible. "I'm sorry. This is all my fault- I shouldn't have-"

"What?" He asks you suddenly, and it catches you off guard.

You're about to pick up where you had left off, but you then notice how dim Sun's only functioning eye was now. Much dimmer than before.

"Sun, you're battery! I'm so sorry- I- hold on, let me-" You stammer out as you pull away a little, looking off towards the boxes. Would a charger be in one of these!????

Sun's hand tightens around your wrist. It doesn't hurt, but it's enough you catch your attention. He somehow manages to pull you a bit closer, back to where you was before. His hand slightly moves, fingers adjusting themselves, as he speaks.

"Where are you-"

"I'm not leaving you." You immediately tell him. You were determined, as you looked at him. "I'm not leaving," you say again, "I'm just going to go quickly look for your charger in those boxes over there." Your head slightly tilts in the direction you were going to go as you speak. "You do have one, right?" You ask him.

He's quiet for a moment before he speaks up, gently letting you go. "I do..."

You nod, slowly standing up straight and looking off. "Okay." You say, taking out your flashlight once again, and clicking it on. "I'll be right back, promise."

You hear him quietly hum in confirmation, as you step back. You look at him one last time before softly smiling. "This won't take me long, okay? We'll get you plugged up in no time."

...

It was a thick, long black cord. Which hooked up to this weird generator thing, which could plugged up to a wall. And it was heavy. That was all you knew about it at the moment.

It was in fact, taking you a very long time. You were going through your forth box, on top of the ones from yesterday- which you had quickly rifled through.

What are you even looking for??? It was a question you had asked yourself at some point, which you then had asked Sun who had been calling out to you every now and then.

"Heavy?" You called out to sun, while bent down in a box.

"To you, yes." He replied, which made you snort a little as you continued to search. He was feeling a bit better as you two talked, you could tell. So you'd ask him random questions, ones that you hoped wouldn't lead to a depressing topic. Which was hard, but you managed.

You had asked him about his clothes, what they were made of, if he liked them, if he liked the bells as well. And why he had bells in the first place.

Turns out, his clothes were indeed made of a mixture of satin and silk, he did indeed like them and the bells (he thought they made a fun sound), and the bells were to complete his "jester look".

"You're... a jester?" You say between grunts as you pick up yet another box. You were definitely sweating at this point, and would feel this tomorrow morning.

"A sunny jester. Or clown. Whichever you choose." His voice was upbeat, but you could hear it giving from the lack of battery. It only pushed you further as you ripped the box open. Bracelets, cups, t shirts- this was a merchandise box. You pushed it aside and kept looking.

"Well, which one do you prefer?" You ask him.

"I like..... both!" He says, his voice giving out for a much longer period this time.

You stop what you're doing and look at him. "Sun... how much battery do you have left now?"

"Oh, three percent." He says nonchalantly.

"What!? How much longer will that last you!?" You rush out as you go back to looking through the boxes. Going as fast as you can now. No, not this one. Not this one, either. You quietly curse in your mind as you continuously nick yourself on small items.

"About... five minutes." He tells you, and your heart drops to the pit of your stomach. You felt a little dizzy as you gripped a box you were going through. You quickly took a breath as steady as you could, and then kept going.

"Y'know... you were.. the first person to... to really talk to us in a long time." He says quietly, and you really had to stop yourself rushing over to him. Instead you move more and more boxes over. Going through as many as you could.

"Hold on, Sun. Just, hold on, okay?" You told him.

"A lot.. of people were so... scared of us. We scared them. But... you didn't run. Thank you for staying." He tells you, his voice going much quieter at the end. And you're about to turn around but stop.

You found it.

You found it!

You spin, turning towards him, grinning from ear to ear. "Sun, I....!"

His lights were off. Hands neatly folded on top of themselves. Shoulders slumped down.

"I found it..." You say so quietly, mostly to yourself now. Sun doesn't reply. He couldn't. He was completely shut off.

"No..." You take a step towards him, before whirling back around, ripping the heavy cord out of the box.

"No, no, no, no!" You scream in frustration, you throat tightening as you did. Tears pricked the corner your eyes.

"I am not giving up on you. Just hold on okay? Just, ugh!" You finally remove the cord completely, revealing the generator that Sun had told you about. You quickly took it out, connecting it to the cord- which had be twisted on somehow. You twist it as tight as you can, hurting your hands in the process. But you didn't care about that right now. You wiped your eyes with your arm, a mixture of sweat and tears being left on there after. "Okay." You mumble to yourself as you hold a handle on the generator.

You couldn't lift it, but it had wheels, so you didn't need to. You quickly looked around for an outlet. There had to be one around here somewhere.

Your eyes spot an outlet on the far wall. Your heart pumps as you shoot for it, quickly plugging it up once you got close enough to it.

You drag the generator with you as fast as you could manage. It was heavy since you had connected it to the charging cord.

Then you quickly stood back up, making yourself slightly dizzy again in the process. You held your hands out to steady yourself, before quickly running back to the other end of the cord.

You stood there, cord in your hand, panting in exasperation, while looking at Sun.

You carefully pick it up once you get to it. You didn't know if it could shock you somehow. It took a lot of your strength drag in over to Sun was sitting.

Where do I plug this in at????

You gently set the cord down, and carefully look around sun the best you can.

It was easy to miss, but you had luckily found it. A small hatch towards his back, on his side.

It was almost seamless. And very hard to open. It took you trying to slip your nail in there multiple times to finally get it to move out of the way.

Once you did, though, you carefully picked up the cord again, and plugged it in. A part of you wondered if it was somehow magnetic, they way it instantly clicked in place.

You stood back up, and waited. And waited. Your manager had called you multiple times. First, wondering where you was- you told him the theater. Secondly, asking what you were doing in there- you told them that you were looking for your flashlight, which you had found. And third, asking what was taking you so long- you told them that a cleaning bot was malfunctioning, and you were trying to fix it.

Sun still hadn't turned on. But there was a slight humming coming from him, which you really really hoped was a good sign.

The forth time was to tell you to hurry up. You didn't have an excuse for that, so you had no choice but to say okay. Things were already suspicious enough. You didn't want to bring anymore attention to yourself.

You didn't want to leave him, but you couldn't stay. You had no choice.

You sighed. Walking back over to the boxes, that were now a mess. You'd have to clean them up later, you didn't have time to do it now.

You reached in one, and pulled out a multicolored sticky pad that flipped between blue and yellow. Merchandise box, you reminded yourself. You also pulled out a pin. It was littered with stars and cartoonish rainbows.

You walked back over to Sun, writing what you could down, and gently sticking it to his hand.

You then softly tapped his hand twice, before standing back up. "You have to turn back on, okay?... I'll be really sad if you don't."

You walk over to your fallen food, and pick it up to discard it in the theater somewhere later.

You stood there, quietly looking at sun for a moment longer. A part of you hoped he'd just- magically turn back on. Right there. Then you could apologize to him. Tell him that he wasn't scary to look at. And that, truthfully? He had grown on you, for whatever sentiment that it ment.

But he didn't. And in the end, you had no choice but to walk away.

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