Midnight :)

Stuck inside the house, limited to whatever he could get up to here. With low energy that meant piddling about with small tasks. Tidying up, reading, and a bit of baking. That was it though, and he quickly got bored of all of that on the first day. 

Initially you'd suggested he help Moon in his garden, since it was protected from the rain and not a terribly far walk. Sun had shot that down with a sigh and a flippant wave of his hand, making a smart quip about how Moon chose to plant his Dahlias. An excuse you weren't impressed with, but couldn't argue.

Today wasn't much better, in the sense that he's not gotten more upset but rather he's gotten much more... obvious, about his discontent. 

You take another sip of tea, turning to peek into the parlor to see what he's up to now. 

Sun hangs half off the arm of the couch, upside down facing the front door. You would say he's resting, sleeping even, but you knew better. A loud sigh can be heard and you have to suppress your laugh. 

You keep your tone even. "Something the matter, love?" 

"No, no, not at all. Why do you ask?"

Another sip as you make your way into the room. "Oh, no reason. Call it intuition if you will."

"Intuition you say?" He sits up enough to watch you enter. "Perhaps you should get that checked. I'm... perfectly content." 

You sit down at the opposite end of the sofa, legs folding over each other. A click of his rays tells you that bothers him, but you know he's also not going to tell you that outright. Though you have no intention of doing anything about it. If he wants to pout, so be it. 

You think you make that clear as you glance over to him. "My mistake then."

You set down your tea in favor of picking up your book again. Sun takes great interest in this, entire posture shifting to sit upright, knees brought to his chassis to rest his chin as he watches you closely. 

You give no reaction to the move, instead flipping back to the page you'd left off on earlier. You settle into the couch, relaxing, but keep your distance, legs propping up on the table in front of you. Periodically sipping your tea as you feel the air around your gardener become more... charged. 

You hear his fidgeting more than see it, and when that's not enough to sate him he finally speaks. 

"Sunshine." 

"Sun." You acknowledge.

A series of clicks. "I—" Strained, then an adjustment. "How's your book?" 

"Oh, very entertaining. Enthralling you might even say." Truthfully you've been stuck flipping through the same five pages, the show beside you capturing your focus for the past half hour. 

A noise, specifically a hum lined with aggravation. "I see."

"Do you need something?" You ask. Simple, polite even. 

Another noise, you look over. He's looking to the side, to the ceiling. Fingers tapping against his knees. His gaze comes to you and you raise an eyebrow. 

Sun lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. "I suppose. I'm in dire need of a pair of warm hands, and a soothing hold. Do you happen to know where I might find such a thing?"

"Hm..." You look up as if in thought, then shake your head. "I'm afraid I don't, sorry."

Sun lets out a groan, practically throwing himself back into the armrest. Your name, along with something else, is muttered shortly thereafter. 

"What was that?" You question, struggling now to keep a smile from your lips. 

Another sigh, but you can hear the defeat behind the grumpy, mumbled words. "Would you hold me, please?"

"Oh is that what you need?" You tease, snickering as your facade breaks. "Alright then, I suppose since you said please—"

Your book is suddenly taken from your hands. Shut and tossed aside. You protest, but then find Sun's head in your lap. The look he gives you is pleading. And so you relent fully with another laugh, offering your hands out to him. 

He leans into the touch, eyes shutting as you scoff. Still, you can't deny you don't enjoy the closeness, or the warmth he gives off in the face of the chilly day. 

So, you sit there and bask in each other's company, drifting off more than once each, and the rain continues to pour on outside. 

Not that you mind.

bro's so needy what a dramatic bitch fr fr, ily gardener sun im so sorry i had to, well, i shant say

anywho, thanks for reading!

Viddi's surprised. "I-me? What, what for?"

But the pippins just shrugs, already hurrying off to their next task. Viddi feels a flutter inside them, not knowing what this could be about. They haven't talked much to Tenna at all as of late. 

Not that they mind! He's especially busy anymore, and she doesn't want to disrupt that. It's important to keep the lightners happy! And he's the one in charge of making it all happen. It's important, Viddi knows that. 

Even if she does miss their chats, and the more casual way things were done. Back when TV world was just a little quieter, things were a little calmer. But that had only ever been a short period of time, truthfully. Things had ramped up for them both soon enough. 

Either way, he has no idea what to expect, but stalling isn't going to help anything. So, they hop down from the stool, give a quick nod to Ramb, and head for Tenna's office. 

As they go along, things don't get any less hectic, but maybe a little more controlled. The hall to Tenna's office is quieter, but not by much. A pippins rushes out, barely giving an apology as they breeze by Viddi. 

She catches the door with a hand, knocking on it. "Tenna? You wanted to see me?"

Inside the office, Tenna is at the desk, already having burnt through a few cigarettes and it's just the start of the afternoon. There's papers all over the desk, and strewn across the bulletin board behind him. 

His jacket's off, only in his button up, sleeves rolled up partway up his arms. The phone's ringing off the hook, and Tenna looks ready to either fall asleep or break the pen in his hand in two. 

But that changes when he looks up to them, expression melting and morphing into something softer, warmer, then he grins, beams. His antennas go from drooping downwards to upright, he sits a little taller. And his laugh, light, joyful, it makes them relax near instantly. 

There's that flutter again, in her chest. 

"Via! There you are. Come in, come in." He waves them inside and Viddi obliges. 

Tenna shifts the papers on the desk, clearing a space for them. She sits down with a smile and he's already talking up a storm. Pointing to different papers and documents with his pen. There's a buzz to the air they notice, no doubt because of him, it makes them giggle quietly.

"So what do you think?" 

Viddi comes out of their... thoughts and focuses back in on Tenna. They try to play it cool. "Oh! Um, yeah, I think, think that's good. But could you give a little more detail?"

"Of course!" And he's off again, but this time they make sure to pay closer attention. 

He's asking for feedback about some upcoming show ideas, wanting their input on all aspects, including the things Viddi is less-versed in. She does her best to offer advice, give her thoughts and opinions. Some of it's easier, some not so much. 

They break for a late lunch, Tenna having food brought back to the office for them both. They chat back and forth about random things while eating, conversation is easy, fun. 

Viddi almost considers bringing up the elephant in the room, but that would then mean possibly going home. And that's really not something they want to do. Not now. 

Besides, Tenna needs them! For... some reason. But they won't complain, they wouldn't complain if given the chance anyway. 

As the day continues on however, less and less needs done. It's the start of the evening when he notices something. Tenna's gotten, nervous, quieter. But Viddi can't figure out exactly why. 

They don't want to disrupt the peace, so they simply continue combing through the script in front of them for errors. It's... not their favorite thing in the world. Truthfully they don't like it at all. She's caught herself doodling in the margins too many times to count. But if it meant helping Tenna out, that was just fine. He'd gladly do that... any day. To be honest. 

Tenna interrupts the silence, clearing his throat. "W-well um. I think we're... about done Via! Which is. Great. Yeah." A cough. "Can't, thank you enough for the help today. A real team player, you are."

Viddi jumps, just a bit, flustered and flattered both. They feel their screen warm up and pray to the Angel that he doesn't notice. A deep breath, then finally looking up to smile at him. 

"It's—it's no problem! I'm happy to help, really. Though, I know I'm not the best with some of these things... so I hope it's enough." She turns away a bit, smile faltering, she can't help it. 

Suddenly, two hands grasping theirs. Tenna speaks with an urgency. "No, no! You've been great! No complaints here, none at all. I... I value your feedback... a lot."

Viddi's eyes are wide, staring at him without being able to muster up a response. Tenna stares back, then seems to notice he's still holding her hand. He drops it, apologizing profusely. 

"It's okay, really. I didn't um, mind." Viddi lowers his voice. "I... liked it."

Tenna opens his mouth, then closes it. Slowly, his screen begins to tinge pink, only growing worse as he puts a hand to his mouth, breaking eye contact to turn away slightly. 

Viddi realizes fully what they've said, immediately embarrassed. A mistake, it was a mistake. They apologize, and stand up suddenly. 

"I should um, go. I don't want to um, be—yeah. I'll get out of your hair. Sorry."

Moving away, towards the door. Stupid, stupid, that was stupid she shouldn't have said that—

"Via wait!" A hand on their arm. 

Turning, Viddi sees he's reached all the way across the desk to grab her. Tenna's expression is... unreadable. A mix of fearful and, something else. 

He sighs, looking down, then shaking his head, frown firm, determined. Then—

"Would, would you um. Do you maybe want to—" A frustrated exhale. Then soft. "Would you want to go to dinner? T-together?"

Viddi freezes. "I-oh, um, like. Like right now?"

"Y-yes! Yes, let's go, right now. If, if you're hungry, that is. We've... pretty much done everything we can here for the day. I'll handle everything else tomorrow."

Viddi nods, screen burning but ignoring it in favor of smiling at him. "Okay... yeah. Yeah that sounds... nice."

"Wonderful!" He lets her go, almost slipping and falling face-first into the desk, thankfully recovering before that happens. He sits up, then stands, slipping back on his jacket with a bit of frenzy. "I've got just the place in mind! It's new, fresh, perfect for a bite after work."

Tenna joins Viddi on the other side of the desk and they walk out together as he continues to rave about the restaurant. He locks the office door and turns to them with a beaming smile. 

"Trust me, you're gonna love it, Via."

Something about his tone, the way he says it, alights that flutter in their chest again. She knows what it might be, knows what it's indicating, but shoves it down. Maybe there would be a time and place for that in the future, somewhere along the line. 

But right now, Viddi's happy with things exactly the way they are. 

They're so silly and stupid /aff loved writing for them as always, and thank you for reading

You really don't know how he manages to get by with this. Sure, you knew before coming to work at the Plex that Fazbear was corrupt, but come on.

Has not one person noticed you've been missing for six days? 

Maybe they really were in on it. Cheaper to ignore the bodies than face the public scandal. You were dead the moment you'd walked in here. 

You suppose you can have solace in the fact it'll be over soon. Surely it has to. It's not how you thought you'd go but, what can you do?

The candlelight dinner at the kiddie table was certainly a surprise, though. 

The fake flames flicker, barely illuminating the neatly made up place setting. Just you, of course. Though, it clicked to you just yesterday that some of the Attendant's animosity might be because of that very thing. 

Speaking of, your gaze flicks across the small table to him. Red eyes narrowed with a sick glee, faceplate resting in hand. That same, static smile as always. 

There's a fork lifted to your mouth, from a plate of something reddish-brown, certainly overcooked, and reeking of blood. 

You swallow dryly, another pang in your stomach. 

"I know you're hungry... Open wide..." Trailing off into giggles. 

You don't want to. You're so hungry, you know he'll punish you if you don't obey, but you don't want to. 

But if you don't, he's just going to shove it down your throat anyway. 

The thought is somehow worse to you, the fact you have no choice in the matter. Either way, he's going to make you do this. Eat some part of someone. Someone who had a life, just like you. 

And now it's gone. Now they're just some scraps of meat on a paper plate with Freddy Fazbear's face on it. You'll be next, you're sure. 

Your mouth opens. 

A few clicks from his faceplate. Delicately, the fork is put in your mouth, set on your tongue. You bite down, removing the chunk of meat. The fork leaves your mouth. 

He waits, though not for long. You've found getting the chewing part over with makes this less awful. Doesn't give enough time for the taste to settle. 

You chew no more than you have to, it's swallowing that's a challenge. It always is. The finality of it, solidifying it all, cementing your place stuck under this machine's thumb. 

If you spit it out, he'll just make you chew it again anyway. 

You swallow, you gag. You can't help it, you always do. Even if your stomach feels a rush of relief from the morsel, like a bandaid on an oozing wound, it doesn't change much at all. 

Moon doesn't care, however. He just snickers, praising you as if you're a child, a picky eater in the daycare at snacktime. "Good job~ Let's keep it up, hm?"

You say nothing, you haven't in days. You just open your mouth again, chew, and swallow. Over, and over. 

If you vomit, he'll just make you eat more.

At least when you do as he says, do it willingly, you can pretend you still have control of the situation. 

Open, chew, swallow...

Open, chew, swallow.

He's so gross and weird and yucky bro oh my god we get it already damn!! That's all, thank you for reading ^-^