but basically i don’t think i’ll b rping gwegory here anymore, and or will just remake. idk ! i’ll let you guys know when i can decide but for now uuuhh. dead blog. feel free to unfollow if you want!

hey ! thanks for the follows and sorry for the bad timing but im going to go play some games/hop off tumblr for the night. see you all later!

“  a’tta  boy ,  lad ! !   put  some  t’under  in’to  it !  ”

“U SAY THAT, BUT I KNOW 5 SECONDS FROM NOW UR GONNA DO IT AGAIN.”

Ḯ̵̩͇̖̺̯͍̭̪̮̝̤̤ ̴̢̩̦̝͚͔̥̟͎̙̀̅̆͆͂̉̇̅̈́͊́̊͘A̸̡̧̨̝̟͇̞̠̍̉̆̒̈́̿̓̒͆͋͝͝M̵̨͉͚̝̝̰̥̯̥̖̦͆̍̀̍̍̆͒̑̑̂̑͜ ̷̛͓̪̠͙̣͇̼̂̅G̴̦̗̻͇͇̻̗̝͈͙̣̤̤͛̍̀̏͛̾̔͐͒̈́͒̚̕͜͠͝R̷̝̺̰̞̻͕̞̬͚͓̘̬͒̈́̌͜͜͝ͅỎ̷̧̮͇̣̮̮̹̩̣͈̪̄̎͆͠Ú̷̻̪͆́͜͝N̵̛̯̼̋̀̎͊D̷̛̛̻̲̞͚̳͓͓̼̺̒̉̑̅͂͗̀͂̕̚͘̕ͅI̵̛͍̞̽͊͋̑̎̃̒̒̈̊̇̎͝N̴̢̛̮̯͙̼̣͐͑̔͊̌̿̍̒́͘G̸̨̦̫̓͂̇̑͊̊́̚͝͝ ̴̘̦̼̤͙̖̘͚̞̻͉͇̬͂̌͛͆̇̓̒̂̈́͗͜͝Y̸̡͍̼͈͒̊̂Ơ̴̡͉̼̝̩̰̰̜̩̈́͛Ų̸̨̨͉̺͚̯͎͇́ͅ

“WERE YOU ABOUT TO CUSS AGAIN??”

“B̷̛̖͖̘͚̟͍͚̠͋͑͊̾̂̒͋͌͠Ṙ̷̡͉̖͈̮̪̟͚̥̺̭͙̲̜̀Ȍ̸̧̢̨̼͎͓̘̥̊͆̿̇̍̈́̅̃̂̀͌͘̕͜T̷̡̪̰̗̀͛̀̑̇̆͆͗̀͆̎͠H̷̨̗̺̥̤̭̱̣͎̫̬̲̔̈́͂̋͂͛́̿̈́͜͠͝Ę̵̧̡̞̹̻̻̯͔̼̬̠̖̓R̷̡̦̗̗͖̭̱̪̰̗̣̞̘͇̃̉ͅ ̷̧̨̡̢̘̦̤̝̰̰̰̰̮̅̔̾̇̓̈́̓͐̋́͋̚̚Y̷̛͚͇̘̯͉̮̩̣̗̳̰̽̈͆͑͗̈͜ͅǑ̴̢͙͙̻̖̮͎̭̗̒̎̇͛͘̚͠Ȗ̵̡͙̬̝̮̯͇̳͐͊̚ ̴̨̡̡̠̗̗̣͔͇̙̫͈̞̒̐̄̐͘M̷̰̗̩̞̤͓͎̼͐Ȕ̴̪̺̩̹̰̝́͊̓̍̋͋̌͘S̵̩̜͎͍̙͐̋T̷̢̧̰̙̼̠̣̭͍̝̻̘͖̫̑̀͋̿́́͛̈́̑̋͜ ̴̡̡̡̡̰͙̗̖̪̞̼͓͚̜͋ͅC̵̡̙̙̬̞̱̲͎̮̳̰̆̊̆̀͐̆̆͌̌̒͜Ę̶̧͙̘͎͉͎̙͐̍A̵̦̳̭̫̣͑͜S̷̛̹͕͔͛̀̿̈́̏̐͐͌̉͗̓̕Ę̷̢̫̮̱̺̥̲̥̽́̀̈͘͝ͅ“

“YOU THOUGHT WRONG.”

Seems he’s in the clear.

“Virus? Is that what this is?” That… would actually make sense, although nothing of the sort had come up in the Daycare Attendant’s self-diagnostics.

Sun thinks for a while on that. Could it be possible that he is infected, but that the virus has somehow gotten contained within Moon’s programming? Sun’s been so afraid of his other mode, so angry with it– it’s jarring to think that Moon could have in some way been protecting him this whole time.

“I’m not sure, but if this is a virus, the technicians can fix everyone when they come back! All we have to do is keep you safe until then, friend!”

And regardless of how Sun’s staved off the virus, he’s so, so grateful that he has. It means he can do what every animatronic here would be doing if they were in their right minds– protect Gregory.

He picks the boy up again, pulling him into a big hug.

“Safe… safe. Yes! Nothing to worry about! Let’s get our minds off all this– unpleasantness! Now that you’re here for good, we can start having fun right away! What would you like to do first?”

He wants to forget the unpleasant things too. So he hugs back, holding onto Sun with his arms as much as he as a little human can.

“Uuhh.. Well, i did want to ask... Is the ball pit clean? Cuz.. it was fun to slide into earlier, and we could maybe play tag in there?” he’s really trying to just suggest fun games, like a normal kid.

“Vanessa wants to hurt you?” Sun laughs, the sound warbley and a little uncertain. “I know she can be stern sometimes, but Security is our frieₑnd! Security’s there to make sure everyone’s following the rules and staying safe! Safe…” He hesitates, looking down at how Gregory’s grasping at his arm. “Why don’t you trust her?”

It’s getting harder and harder to dismiss the boy’s concerns as mistakes and misunderstandings. Freddy has always been the most reasonable, kind, and earnest animatronic in the band– perhaps even in the Pizzaplex as a whole, although Sun has a soft spot for the DJ, too. If Freddy said that…

“Heₑᵉheₑ…ho… oh… oh, this is very bad!!” If the others are acting anything like Moon, they can’t be trusted around Gregory at all! At least Freddy’s okay; maybe he can come help if they can find a way to contact him without leaving the Daycare.

“I mean! It’ll be okay, friend! The others never come here– and if they do, we’ll be 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪.” Sun’s voice darkens, his gaze a little glassy. He loves loves loves his friends in the band, but he can’t let what happened with Moon happen again.

No guardian? Gregory had been trying to live here? That’s not allowed– all children must be picked up by a guardian listed on-file or by confirmed proxies before closing. But that rule is for visitors, and Gregory isn’t actually in the system at all…

“Oh, well…” its voice is thick with sympathy, then it seems to perk up. It’s unclear whether its cheer is forced or not.

“You can live here, with me! I have a room right up there, I don’t need it! I can bring you pizza and fizzy faz and we can play together all night after the other kids have gone home! It’ll be like a sleepover that never ever ends! What could be better than that!”

It... didn’t seem like such a bad idea, actually. Living up in that room of his... did he have a charger there for himself? Did he even need a charger? He seems to just be here and there to what Gregory knows at least.