Light And Dark(FNAF Security Breach) Part 8

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“Welcome back!” Fred greets me when I walk into the Daycare center.

“Hey, Fred.” A full day of sleeping after that night has passed. It was now back to my regular job, and I missed it. Seeing the animatronics in the day was a lot better than seeing them in the night.

Scott didn’t bring up Night Guard duty again since the last time he introduced the position. In fact, I was glad he didn’t. I kept going back and forth with how good the job opportunity was, and how bad the idea would be. If Scott asked me again, I probably wouldn’t have an answer.

Speaking to someone about it was the best idea. But with who? No one knows about the incident with Moondrop.

“Right, well, the kids made a mess over there, and Sunny is all over it.” Fred sighs. “The cleaning crew, I guess, didn’t bother to clean it up.”

I nod to my colleague. “Sure thing. I’ll take care of it.”

Walking across the play area, I notice a frantic Sunnydrop bouncing around as he looked at the mess. And a big mess it was. The shelf that had many toys on it had toppled over. The toys were everywhere.

“Clean up…! Clean up!” Sunnydrop says.

I get on my knees the best I could from wearing a pencil skirt. My hand finds its way to a toy train nearby my form, and I study its features. It was broken.

“Man. We’d have to replace all of the broken ones.” I say as I notice a few more toys broken.

“(Y/N)!” Sunnydrop seemed surprised at my appearance. “What should we do?!”

I giggle at his panic to clean things up. “Calm down, Sunny. We’ll get this cleaned up. In the meantime, could you put that shelf back up?” Why call strong workers when you have an animatronic to take care of it?

Sunnydrop has seemed to calm down, picking up the shelf effortlessly in a blink of an eye. Fred has brought a cart from the desk so we could put the broken toys in. I watch as Fred walks back to the desk to make a few calls beforeI turn to get back to work.

I toss a broken toy into the cart, looking at the pile of toys to find the other broken ones. “Hey, Sunny?”

“Yes?” He replies.

“Could I… ask you a few questions?”

“Of course, you can!”

“Do you know… an animatronic named Moondrop?” I was told from many coworkers, when I first started working here, that there was an animatronic named Moondrop. And you can see him in the posters all around the building. There was only one time that I saw him, besides the incident that night, when the power went out.

But never had I asked Sunnydrop himself about this character. And, really, I wish I hadn’t. Sunnydrop stood there, frozen in the spot. He didn’t say a word or make a sound. It almost terrified me to the point of running away.

I flinch when Sunnydrop suddenly jumps. “What?! Silly, (Y/N)! There’s only me!”

Now, that freaked me out.

He’s supposed to know about his partner. Sunnydrop and Moondrop are one.

He’s lying to me.

How is that possible?

Laughing nervously, I apologize to Sunnydrop and finish cleaning the area. When finished, I go back to my spot next to Fred. The long day has started.

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Lunch break was like a breath of fresh air. I felt suffocated in the Daycare center, knowing that Melly’s words were actually true.

Realizing that he’s being controlled and doesn’t want to be. Meaning that he’s gaining control of himself. Gaining a personality. Feelings.

After my lunch, I use the rest of the time to check on the other coworkers. My luck has seemed to run out when I meet Vanessa.

“Good news! You’re my new night guard partner.”

She looked more thrilled for the job than I was.