Stardustverse AUs

[BloodyRose AU]

Nico came back just as promised with two of his siblings, being Tatsuki and Terry. He promised Rose he'd keep a close eye on Terry, make sure the little guy got plenty of his energy out on the cat wheel before coming here.

"Saaaage!!! Meshugaaa!!! It's me!!! What's uuup?"

"You made a Snapcube dub reference, didn't you?"

"Caught up on it I see!"

"Not really??"

"Blegh, colors too bright, no likey!"

Perched on the security desk at the front sat a hunched over frame of a slightly oversized Bloodmoon, looking like a bored cat as their bell end tail flicked side to side slowly with impatience. The sound of the computer’s flat voice caused them to slowly turn to face the three gators, expression twisting with barely disguised disgust at the sight of the three very green animatronics.

<The portal is now on temporary shut down until it is ready for use to prevent malfunction.>

Bloodmoon grumbled to themselves, assuming the visitors weren’t a threat given they seemed to know Meshuga and Sage. They just crawled off the desk and approached warily on all fours, faceplate rotating in a few full circles.

Three Montgomery’s breaking the threshold?

Their grating doubled voice groused, clearly unhappy and territorial.

Didn’t think Magic Man would even want to be around more than the /one/.

Or anyone at all.

Just so..

They jerked a bit, their slightly prickled hackles shooting up before they eased upon seeing Meshuga step through the daycare doors. They quickly turned away and scampered towards him, standing up only to stand partially behind him and glare with clear scrutiny at the glaggle of gators.

Fool!

You know these green horror shows?!

Meshuga just sighed tiredly as if he’s dealt with Bloodmoon for far too long, waving a dismissive hand with his seemingly perpetual blankly tired expression.

One of them. The other two are siblings.

Ewww…

Behave.

Bloodmoon grumped but said nothing further, just remaining in their spot somewhat protectively with their hands on Meshuga’s arms. The Eclipse model regarded Nico with a faint nod, lifeless colorful eyes that endlessly spiraled lifting just slightly.

Nicholas. Fair seeing you again.

He seemed to be in a far better mood than the last time Nico had seen him as he briefly flicked his gaze over the other two siblings.

Tatsuki felt the need to correct the BloodMoon before them, a sense of defensive anger coming forth. Just because Teek models were also gators didn't mean they were the same exact thing as Monty models!! Teeks came before Monties, anyone who looked into the history of their dimension would know that!!!

"Woah, woah!! Easy, hermano! Don't get your boxers in a knot. We're here on friendly terms, remember?"

"Hmph!"

Once Meshuga came around, Nico felt comfortable enough to dissipate the small knife he'd conjured up in his jacket's left pocket. Ya know, since he was carrying Terry with his right arm.

"Good to see ya, Meshuga! Hehahaha! Sorry about Suki, they're a liiiittle sensitive."

"Says the gator who's about as tall as the security desk."

"DON'T CALL ME SHORT, NOT IN FRONT OF THE KID!!!"

Nico set Terry down before proceeding to try and tackle Tatsuki to the ground, only to get grabbed by the scruff of his jacket. Glaring at his beast of a sibling, he huffed and crossed his arms petulantly.

"Anyway, you said something about pinging a Sage?"

And we were supposed to know that— because….?

I’ve heard it myself from Nicholas… Montgomery having siblings is fairly rare. Especially having the amount of siblings their Monty has.

Why.. why would he need so many?

I don’t know.

Meshuga shrugged lamely, expression unchanging as he turned away to sit at the desk, after gently prying Terry off his leg, not giving the sibling-esc bickering hardly a single glance.

You’re all a bunch of green gators, nonetheless.

We’ve never heard of a— “Suki”.

Pf— sounds anime.

Snrk-

Bloodmoon tittered in amusement, not really caring at getting assessed by the smallest of the gators as they just crossed their arms and leant down to take a quick whiff of Terry’s scent to store it in their memory before turning to follow after Meshuga.

Not a Sage. Sage. That’s his name.

Meshuga muttered, just a little ticked by the phrasing.

Tatsuki hummed before getting hit with the "sounds anime" comment. Damn, they were that obvious, huh? Though Tatsuki was literally just a Japanese name they thought fit themself quite well.

"Just because I like anime and chose a Japanese name doesn't mean those two correlate! I chose the name because it fits me! Also just...shit happened and there's a chunk of time in my life that I can't even remember at all."

Tatsuki was rather blunt in the statement, not really reading the room's mood. That was a constant issue of theirs, it was hard to really gauge facial expressions and moods. And if that person didn't have a way of moving their face, say a standard DCA model, then they struggled even moreso.

Terry giggled at BloodMoon before wobbling on after Meshuga as well. Once he fell over, he went back to traveling on all fours. It was his default still and Harvest had been trying his hardest to try and help him get a better sense of balance. They grabbed onto the desk and pulled himself up, blepping at Meshuga.

Uh-

I changed my name due to past events that happened to me, as well. No one’s judging you.

Meshuga cut in, saving Bloodmoon with grace to keep them from responding likely inappropriately.

The name Eclipse from my experience hasn’t brought much but pain. So it’s Meshuga now. Despite the meaning of the name.

Bloodmoon quickly grinned broadly, facing Meshuga a little.

We like your name!

It’s fitting!

And intimidating in its own right!

Foreshadowing!

Just so, other..

They nodded to themselves, crouching down beside the chair and grabbing onto the back of it, keeping the three siblings in their line of sight.

—

Meshuga let just the barest of soft smiles at that, before it fell again to his usual blank expression. He looked down at Terry and rose a brow, adjusting his chair to keep facing the computer as it boot up, while giving the smaller gator room.

What? Hm… do you want toys and crafts? There’s an empty cubby for shoes over there with toys beside it.

He pointed to the side of the netted in play area, on his left. Along the wall were said cubbies, and beside it was a few large plastic toy boxes.

Terry waved at Meshuga before scampering on over to the plastic toy boxes. He was gonna be kept busy for awhile, at least. As for if he'd listen and not make too big of a mess....oh if only Meshuga knew about the art room at home. The one splattered in a massacre of different paints. There was no guarantee that stuffing wouldn't fly out of some of the plushies with how much Terry was roughly playing with them, going as far as to bite and tug on some of the limbs.

"Well...hm. Meshuga does seem to fit you more....and I suppose I would've been called Eclipse had I been a standard DCA model. I mean, technically still am one because of my AI being a fusion of a Sun and a Moon model's."

Meshuga mumbled, scooting the chair closer to the computer and focusing on it a bit, but still listened when spoken to.

My Moon was… not nice. In any aspect. Not to Sunny when he was alive, and not to me when I had my own body.

He could tell Tatsuki was somewhat similar to him. Tone wise at least.. they both spoke of their past like it didn’t truly matter. Meshuga certainly didn’t feel that way. Or at least knew he didn’t… he didn’t feel a lot of things nowadays, though. His emotional matrix has always been— skewered…

The only one I knew apart from myself I only met once. Typical Eclipse from Sun and Moon. Not from fusion, nothing good. A bad person looking to hurt them.

I met their Lunar, too. Before. He visited a few times. Then he didn’t. His Moon came to tell me he had been blown up. He stayed with me and kept me company while my Moon was preoccupied. He told me he’d come back. That he wouldn’t leave me alone with my Moon for too long.

Bloodmoon tilted their head a little when Meshuga’s lowered slightly, eye narrowing subtly as he stared at the computer screen.

He didn’t. He never answered my calls or texts. I gave up trying after my Moon died.

He leaned back against the chair again casually, rays clicking in their housing faintly as they were locked frozen into their place.

Eclipses like me often don’t get to have anything nice. We suffer for just existing. And most die.

I guess I’m one of the lucky few who doesn’t get forced to be alone.

Even if I’m stuck with this thing here.

Hey!

Tatsuki chuckled at their own double meaning, Nico realizing what the taller gator meant by that right as they finished speaking.

"Hey!! I fixed the damage I caused with my alchemy! Like you're one to talk!! All you did was dodge me!!! ....OH GOD DAMNIT!!!!"

Rose?!

Their face and chest split open in half and they ended up separating out of pure excitement, Nous still perched on the desk and Viscera ending up on the floor with a thunk.

We met her! We met her!

Viscera pulled himself back up, climbing onto the desk beside Nous. Nous looked sharper in the eyes, a more cunning and cold grin with spirals in his optics. He had a hood and sported darker clothes than Viscera. Viscera had far more reds, and had a scowl on his face, even when gaining a Cheshire Cat like devilish smile.

The universe— it drags us from wherever we are and throws us into another randomly.

And it took us to Rose one day!

We raided a military base and killed many many humans!

Viscera crowed.

—

Meshuga grumbled grumpily behind them and the relief that flooded his expression was almost like whiplash compared to his usual blank look as the daycare doors opened, Sage stepping through and blinking at the blood twins.

What’s this I hear about a military base?

He mumbled, gliding a hand over his head to push his hair back from his eyes.

We raided one!

The twins cheered in unison, both squawking when shoved off the desk harshly by Meshuga.

Get off the damn desk!

He snapped, the colorful spiral in his eye flickering before he sighed and slumped back into his chair.

—

Sage watched in silence for a moment before turning towards Nico, grinning as he adjusted his shades.

Nico! Hey! Glad to see you!

Nico grinned widely, his own tail wagging widely before reaching for Sage's hair again. He gave Sage a few quick scritches before dragging Tatsuki's attention away from the BloodTwins. Tatsuki had had a snorting fit from seeing Nous and Viscera act so excited, scrambling over each other then get shoved off of the desk. Rose must've been a great friend to the pair if these two got so giddy at just the mention of their name.

"Hello there, you're Sage, yes? I'm Tatsuki, the eldest gator sibling. Meshuga wasn't kidding, you're quite tall compared to other Monties I've seen."

Tatsuki waves at Sage before placing a hand on their hip, tail swishing behind themself. They were right on the money with their personal description of Sage's build. Like Nico's with a height that was a little closer to their own. Not by much though, Suki is thirteen feet tall after all.

Terry picked up on Sage's scent, pausing in his roughing up of some the dolls that he'd noticed. They were the generic ones that he'd seen some kids carrying around, now with their heads popped off and stuffing from some old plushies spilled on the floor. They got to their feet again, wobbling on over to Sage with one of his "kills" that looked like it had been mauled by a feral dog. He took a sniff of Sage, investigating his scent before concluding that they were okay to be around too.

—

He was only 10 feet tall, pretty much just a single foot taller than Meshuga. It was strange seeing such a hulking figure such as Tatsuki, but it didn’t bother him. He just gave a friendly smile and tipped his head up, lowering his shades to reveal very red irises that sparkled in an equally friendly look.

Howdy! And yeah… who knows why Fazbear decided on this. There was a Monty before me, but Meshuga didn’t even exist then, so.

He shrugged.

No one really knows! Not that I care, really. I like how things are.

He looked down at Terry and smiled wider, eyes crinkling.

Well— hello there, bud.

He put his weight on his knees as he bent them to somewhat get closer to the littler Gator, tail swaying a bit more.

—

Meshuga lifted his head and noticed the mutilated toy in Terry’s maw, trailing his gaze to look at the corner.

Wh—

His expression fell slightly as he saw the mess. Small for Terry. Big for the usual mess he’d see a violent kid make. The cleaning protocols he got from Sun annoyingly buzzed in him as he wheezed softly, before groaning, slumping back into his chair and shoving his hands onto his face.

Sage took notice and turned to look at Meshuga, huffing softly.

Don’t blow a fuse..

He mumbled.

He won’t. He’s blown far too many in his lifetime.

Terry did seem to register that Meshuga's cleaning protocols were going off, though he didn't quite understand the scope of why that was. A small mess for him indeed, imagine when Meshuga's told that the biggest mess he's made was back when Terry initially came under Rose's care.

".....MMMM I can feel my cleaning protocols screaming at me internally even though I know this isn't the worst I've seen. Terry's destroyed a whole room before with JUST paint, I was updated by Harvest about it."

"Harvest's Rose's friend who co-parents with her, from what I was able to see."

Nico leans over to whisper into Sage's audio processors. Doing so in a very theatrical manner.

M. Whatever. As long as the mess is kept to a minimum, I’ll clean it.

He muttered, pinching the crescent where his face separated into two different colors, rubbing gently.

—

Sage just shook his head a little and looked back at Terry, having his head tilted a little as he listened to Nico. He nodded, smirking a bit.

I can tell..

He muttered, putting his hands on his hips a little sassily.

Meshuga’s blunt, too. But not because he can’t read a room. He can read one very well..

Nico snickered at Sage' sass, a smug cat-like smirk finding its way onto his features. Terry, meanwhile, went back to chewing on the toy in his maw. More pieces of stuffing fell to the floor below him, now just staring off into space. They stayed like that until they felt the need to sit down, the wobbliness of his legs getting to him.

Is uh.. the little one okay? He seems to be having trouble being on his feet?

Nico furrowed his brows as he crouched down to meet Terry at his level. He hadn't really thought about it much given Terry was mentally 2 years-old. Wasn't even sentient for that long either. So he figured this was a normal thing for kids Terry's age.

Tatsuki had voiced their concerns about this before, letting Harvest and Rose know that they should try to help Terry get to walking on his own two feet. Harvest had been trying his best to get Terry to balance first with Rose's help. It...hadn't been as successful as they'd hoped. Poor little guy still couldn't stand for very long without his legs wobbling.

Sage crooned sympathetically, leaning down to gently pat Terry’s head with a couple soft grunts.

He’s a tough nut, it seems. I’ve never encountered an animatronic so.. young.. before.

Meshuga watched silently, furrowing his brow faintly with his otherwise unchanging expression.

Nico wasn't entirely sure on that. Terry showed signs of being able to comprehend pretty well, his speech patterns matched up with his mental age(at least, he was pretty sure that was the case). He was more positive on there being a physical issue present. Terry was the one person he couldn't pinpoint any one thing on, and he was more certain it was because of Terry being so young.

"Rose mentioned there was definitely a physical issue, possibly even a mental one. We're not one hundred percent certain on the mental issue thing though. Monty never mentioned anything when he checked our baby brother's systems."

Terry, meanwhile, cackled and grabbed onto Sage's hand. Swinging his body upwards, they were now clung onto Sage's arm like a koala.

Sage just smiled and nodded in understanding.

I’ve never encountered another Monty before.

Sage chuckled fondly as Terry grappled onto him, moving his arm to cradle Terry’s back.

Crazy thing you are, too.

He mused. Meshuga pressed his palms on the desk, tilting his head a little with a spin of his rays that lasted a solid 3 seconds.

I know you just met me.. but I’ve performed many procedures before. Before the killcode I would operate on humans sometimes. And I am still the plex’s mechanic.. I work on any damaged animatronics.

Tatsuki glanced at Sage and Terry before turning their worried expression towards Meshuga. Tapping their claws on their forearms as they draped them across their chest, they then started thumping their tail in a nervous rhythm.

"Not crazy! I wild!!"

Terry giggled and kicked at the air playfully, tail wagging rapidly.

"I hunt, I bite and bite and bite, run the rivers red!!!"

So spirited!

So young!

You will grow to be just like us!

We hope you love the taste of human flesh as you grow and blossom into a wonderful terror amongst all humanity!

They cackle excitedly, tail wagging aggressively and smacking the desk with clinks of the bells at the end of their tail, it jingly merrily.

—

Meshuga just sighed softly, shaking his head a little at the twins’ excitement. He got up and walked around to stand in front of Sage, looking down at Terry with as much a soft look he could reserve for the child to be a bit friendly, despite how empty his gaze was.

I gotta scan you real quick, bud. It’s to check for physical or internal issues. You shouldn’t feel a thing.

Terry returned BloodMoon's cackled with one of his own, a more gremlin sounding one. They then turned his attention over to Meshuga once they'd been addressed.

"Oh! Kay!"

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[Gonna try and pull one of these because I don't see anything that warrants that mature label]

< Scan complete! Found: Endo frame made of strange metal, unknown origin of balance issue however. >

The computer did its best to describe what they found. With how small Terry was, it had been hard to get precise readings on anything concerning outside of his endo frame.

Meshuga furrowed his brow slightly, fingers curling a bit more over his hips.

Maybe the struggle for balance is mostly mental, but the endo frame is putting particular difficulty into actually being able to learn how to balance again due to its weakness.

If his endo frame isn’t made of the usual metal, then I can only assume that’s the issue and it needs to be replaced with something sturdier.

Sage maneuvered Terry on his arm and pet their head, scratching their scalp gently with his claws.

Did Monty know about this?

Tatsuki hid the undertone of fury as best they could, but it was kind of hard not to be angry. If Monty knew about this, shouldn't they have said something about it!? Ugh!! They didn't understand their younger sibling at all. What was the point of hiding that information from them??

Terry started rumbling lowly from getting their scalp gently scritched at. That felt really nice, their tail had started wagging again. This time even faster than before.

"As for who built Terry's body....don't know that either! I never got to meet Terry until recently-"

"Same with me."

Great.….

Well. I don’t have a say in this, but if I may— I wouldn’t trust Montgomery with this, if he knew. The fact he didn’t know in itself is already a concern.

He grunted, continuing to eye Terry intently.

There likely isn’t a rush to get to the bottom of this. It may not hurt him, but it would probably be a great relief on his frame to have some sturdy support instead of whatever the hell is causing his endoskeleton.

Sage smiled fondly at Terry, shifting his feet when Meshuga finally stepped away from the small gator and leaned his hips back agaisnt the desk as he crossed his arms.

Terry’s body is fascinating. He has a mix of many materials making up his body. Such as blood.

The red kind.

Not oil, nothing super artificial.

We like blood, but… that is strange..

Bloodmoon narrowed their eyes with a faint look of disgust.

Meshuga tipped his head down, rays catching on his shirt’s collar and making him tilt his head back up.

Tatsuki was as close to an organic being as possible for an animatronic, having to take medication and all that. With Terry, it certainly was a mystery worth investigating into if it meant getting the little guy a sturdier frame.

"Sage big brother now!!"

Terry was very certain in his announcement, staring at Sage with a cheeky little fanged grin. He was adopting Sage as his big brother and there was nothing he could do about it.

If you say so, lil dude..

He mumbled, narrowing his eyes a bit when he heard a soft snort from Meshuga. The Eclipse had a rare smirk on his face as his eye creased, rays spinning faster.

Looks like you’ve got a little vampire for a brother now, too, Sage.

He mused, a bit smugly. The troll crouched next to him on the desk like a gargoyle glancing at him with a somewhat startled look. They knew that Meshuga acted as if they were a pestering younger sibling, and they couldn’t help the feeling of belonging with him. They were… pretty much adopted siblings as well.

—

They frowned a bit as Meshuga’s face fell to its usual emotionless look, eyes lowering.

Ugh. We are bored!

Yes— what did any of you even plan on doing while you visited?!

Tatsuki snarkily remarked, placing a clawed hand on their hip. They knew it was gonna be something downright illegal, but this is a BloodMoon they're talking to.

It should probably be something tamer, though!

Sage added quickly, petting Terry’s head and kind of swiping the kids hair from one side to the other without messing it up too much.

—

Meshuga huffed a little and tapped a claw in his arm, rays ticking as they inched around his faceplate.

There are board games here if you want to occupy yourselves. I’ll just be behind the desk.

Terry squealed at getting his hair swished around, kicking his legs in the air again. Okay, so don't steal a truck, but maybe there was still...oh wait! That's it!

"Oh!! We steal go-karts from raceway then! Hm?"

Meshuga nodded at his computer, one hand on the mouse and the other laid limply in Bloodmoon’s claws as they fiddled with his fingers.

I don’t like any of them all that much, honestly. Sage is fine and Bloodmoon is from a different dimension. They just live here.

I don’t trust them.

Sage contemplated silently to himself as he looked around, tapping Terry’s head idly before continuing to brush his fingers through their hair.

"Jungle gym!"

Terry swung down to the floor, keeping his grip on sage's arm so that they could drag Sage into playing with him.

—

He gave the young Gator a toothy grin, nodding lightly as he reached up to take his shades off, setting them on the counter.

Sure thing, bud! We can play in the play structures.

[BloodyRose AU]

Nico came back just as promised with two of his siblings, being Tatsuki and Terry. He promised Rose he'd keep a close eye on Terry, make sure the little guy got plenty of his energy out on the cat wheel before coming here.

"Saaaage!!! Meshugaaa!!! It's me!!! What's uuup?"

"You made a Snapcube dub reference, didn't you?"

"Caught up on it I see!"

"Not really??"

"Blegh, colors too bright, no likey!"

Perched on the security desk at the front sat a hunched over frame of a slightly oversized Bloodmoon, looking like a bored cat as their bell end tail flicked side to side slowly with impatience. The sound of the computer’s flat voice caused them to slowly turn to face the three gators, expression twisting with barely disguised disgust at the sight of the three very green animatronics.

<The portal is now on temporary shut down until it is ready for use to prevent malfunction.>

Bloodmoon grumbled to themselves, assuming the visitors weren’t a threat given they seemed to know Meshuga and Sage. They just crawled off the desk and approached warily on all fours, faceplate rotating in a few full circles.

Three Montgomery’s breaking the threshold?

Their grating doubled voice groused, clearly unhappy and territorial.

Didn’t think Magic Man would even want to be around more than the /one/.

Or anyone at all.

Just so..

They jerked a bit, their slightly prickled hackles shooting up before they eased upon seeing Meshuga step through the daycare doors. They quickly turned away and scampered towards him, standing up only to stand partially behind him and glare with clear scrutiny at the glaggle of gators.

Fool!

You know these green horror shows?!

Meshuga just sighed tiredly as if he’s dealt with Bloodmoon for far too long, waving a dismissive hand with his seemingly perpetual blankly tired expression.

One of them. The other two are siblings.

Ewww…

Behave.

Bloodmoon grumped but said nothing further, just remaining in their spot somewhat protectively with their hands on Meshuga’s arms. The Eclipse model regarded Nico with a faint nod, lifeless colorful eyes that endlessly spiraled lifting just slightly.

Nicholas. Fair seeing you again.

He seemed to be in a far better mood than the last time Nico had seen him as he briefly flicked his gaze over the other two siblings.

Tatsuki felt the need to correct the BloodMoon before them, a sense of defensive anger coming forth. Just because Teek models were also gators didn't mean they were the same exact thing as Monty models!! Teeks came before Monties, anyone who looked into the history of their dimension would know that!!!

"Woah, woah!! Easy, hermano! Don't get your boxers in a knot. We're here on friendly terms, remember?"

"Hmph!"

Once Meshuga came around, Nico felt comfortable enough to dissipate the small knife he'd conjured up in his jacket's left pocket. Ya know, since he was carrying Terry with his right arm.

"Good to see ya, Meshuga! Hehahaha! Sorry about Suki, they're a liiiittle sensitive."

"Says the gator who's about as tall as the security desk."

"DON'T CALL ME SHORT, NOT IN FRONT OF THE KID!!!"

Nico set Terry down before proceeding to try and tackle Tatsuki to the ground, only to get grabbed by the scruff of his jacket. Glaring at his beast of a sibling, he huffed and crossed his arms petulantly.

"Anyway, you said something about pinging a Sage?"

And we were supposed to know that— because….?

I’ve heard it myself from Nicholas… Montgomery having siblings is fairly rare. Especially having the amount of siblings their Monty has.

Why.. why would he need so many?

I don’t know.

Meshuga shrugged lamely, expression unchanging as he turned away to sit at the desk, after gently prying Terry off his leg, not giving the sibling-esc bickering hardly a single glance.

You’re all a bunch of green gators, nonetheless.

We’ve never heard of a— “Suki”.

Pf— sounds anime.

Snrk-

Bloodmoon tittered in amusement, not really caring at getting assessed by the smallest of the gators as they just crossed their arms and leant down to take a quick whiff of Terry’s scent to store it in their memory before turning to follow after Meshuga.

Not a Sage. Sage. That’s his name.

Meshuga muttered, just a little ticked by the phrasing.

Tatsuki hummed before getting hit with the "sounds anime" comment. Damn, they were that obvious, huh? Though Tatsuki was literally just a Japanese name they thought fit themself quite well.

"Just because I like anime and chose a Japanese name doesn't mean those two correlate! I chose the name because it fits me! Also just...shit happened and there's a chunk of time in my life that I can't even remember at all."

Tatsuki was rather blunt in the statement, not really reading the room's mood. That was a constant issue of theirs, it was hard to really gauge facial expressions and moods. And if that person didn't have a way of moving their face, say a standard DCA model, then they struggled even moreso.

Terry giggled at BloodMoon before wobbling on after Meshuga as well. Once he fell over, he went back to traveling on all fours. It was his default still and Harvest had been trying his hardest to try and help him get a better sense of balance. They grabbed onto the desk and pulled himself up, blepping at Meshuga.

Uh-

I changed my name due to past events that happened to me, as well. No one’s judging you.

Meshuga cut in, saving Bloodmoon with grace to keep them from responding likely inappropriately.

The name Eclipse from my experience hasn’t brought much but pain. So it’s Meshuga now. Despite the meaning of the name.

Bloodmoon quickly grinned broadly, facing Meshuga a little.

We like your name!

It’s fitting!

And intimidating in its own right!

Foreshadowing!

Just so, other..

They nodded to themselves, crouching down beside the chair and grabbing onto the back of it, keeping the three siblings in their line of sight.

—

Meshuga let just the barest of soft smiles at that, before it fell again to his usual blank expression. He looked down at Terry and rose a brow, adjusting his chair to keep facing the computer as it boot up, while giving the smaller gator room.

What? Hm… do you want toys and crafts? There’s an empty cubby for shoes over there with toys beside it.

He pointed to the side of the netted in play area, on his left. Along the wall were said cubbies, and beside it was a few large plastic toy boxes.

Terry waved at Meshuga before scampering on over to the plastic toy boxes. He was gonna be kept busy for awhile, at least. As for if he'd listen and not make too big of a mess....oh if only Meshuga knew about the art room at home. The one splattered in a massacre of different paints. There was no guarantee that stuffing wouldn't fly out of some of the plushies with how much Terry was roughly playing with them, going as far as to bite and tug on some of the limbs.

"Well...hm. Meshuga does seem to fit you more....and I suppose I would've been called Eclipse had I been a standard DCA model. I mean, technically still am one because of my AI being a fusion of a Sun and a Moon model's."

Meshuga mumbled, scooting the chair closer to the computer and focusing on it a bit, but still listened when spoken to.

My Moon was… not nice. In any aspect. Not to Sunny when he was alive, and not to me when I had my own body.

He could tell Tatsuki was somewhat similar to him. Tone wise at least.. they both spoke of their past like it didn’t truly matter. Meshuga certainly didn’t feel that way. Or at least knew he didn’t… he didn’t feel a lot of things nowadays, though. His emotional matrix has always been— skewered…

The only one I knew apart from myself I only met once. Typical Eclipse from Sun and Moon. Not from fusion, nothing good. A bad person looking to hurt them.

I met their Lunar, too. Before. He visited a few times. Then he didn’t. His Moon came to tell me he had been blown up. He stayed with me and kept me company while my Moon was preoccupied. He told me he’d come back. That he wouldn’t leave me alone with my Moon for too long.

Bloodmoon tilted their head a little when Meshuga’s lowered slightly, eye narrowing subtly as he stared at the computer screen.

He didn’t. He never answered my calls or texts. I gave up trying after my Moon died.

He leaned back against the chair again casually, rays clicking in their housing faintly as they were locked frozen into their place.

Eclipses like me often don’t get to have anything nice. We suffer for just existing. And most die.

I guess I’m one of the lucky few who doesn’t get forced to be alone.

Even if I’m stuck with this thing here.

Hey!

Tatsuki chuckled at their own double meaning, Nico realizing what the taller gator meant by that right as they finished speaking.

"Hey!! I fixed the damage I caused with my alchemy! Like you're one to talk!! All you did was dodge me!!! ....OH GOD DAMNIT!!!!"

Rose?!

Their face and chest split open in half and they ended up separating out of pure excitement, Nous still perched on the desk and Viscera ending up on the floor with a thunk.

We met her! We met her!

Viscera pulled himself back up, climbing onto the desk beside Nous. Nous looked sharper in the eyes, a more cunning and cold grin with spirals in his optics. He had a hood and sported darker clothes than Viscera. Viscera had far more reds, and had a scowl on his face, even when gaining a Cheshire Cat like devilish smile.

The universe— it drags us from wherever we are and throws us into another randomly.

And it took us to Rose one day!

We raided a military base and killed many many humans!

Viscera crowed.

—

Meshuga grumbled grumpily behind them and the relief that flooded his expression was almost like whiplash compared to his usual blank look as the daycare doors opened, Sage stepping through and blinking at the blood twins.

What’s this I hear about a military base?

He mumbled, gliding a hand over his head to push his hair back from his eyes.

We raided one!

The twins cheered in unison, both squawking when shoved off the desk harshly by Meshuga.

Get off the damn desk!

He snapped, the colorful spiral in his eye flickering before he sighed and slumped back into his chair.

—

Sage watched in silence for a moment before turning towards Nico, grinning as he adjusted his shades.

Nico! Hey! Glad to see you!

Nico grinned widely, his own tail wagging widely before reaching for Sage's hair again. He gave Sage a few quick scritches before dragging Tatsuki's attention away from the BloodTwins. Tatsuki had had a snorting fit from seeing Nous and Viscera act so excited, scrambling over each other then get shoved off of the desk. Rose must've been a great friend to the pair if these two got so giddy at just the mention of their name.

"Hello there, you're Sage, yes? I'm Tatsuki, the eldest gator sibling. Meshuga wasn't kidding, you're quite tall compared to other Monties I've seen."

Tatsuki waves at Sage before placing a hand on their hip, tail swishing behind themself. They were right on the money with their personal description of Sage's build. Like Nico's with a height that was a little closer to their own. Not by much though, Suki is thirteen feet tall after all.

Terry picked up on Sage's scent, pausing in his roughing up of some the dolls that he'd noticed. They were the generic ones that he'd seen some kids carrying around, now with their heads popped off and stuffing from some old plushies spilled on the floor. They got to their feet again, wobbling on over to Sage with one of his "kills" that looked like it had been mauled by a feral dog. He took a sniff of Sage, investigating his scent before concluding that they were okay to be around too.

—

He was only 10 feet tall, pretty much just a single foot taller than Meshuga. It was strange seeing such a hulking figure such as Tatsuki, but it didn’t bother him. He just gave a friendly smile and tipped his head up, lowering his shades to reveal very red irises that sparkled in an equally friendly look.

Howdy! And yeah… who knows why Fazbear decided on this. There was a Monty before me, but Meshuga didn’t even exist then, so.

He shrugged.

No one really knows! Not that I care, really. I like how things are.

He looked down at Terry and smiled wider, eyes crinkling.

Well— hello there, bud.

He put his weight on his knees as he bent them to somewhat get closer to the littler Gator, tail swaying a bit more.

—

Meshuga lifted his head and noticed the mutilated toy in Terry’s maw, trailing his gaze to look at the corner.

Wh—

His expression fell slightly as he saw the mess. Small for Terry. Big for the usual mess he’d see a violent kid make. The cleaning protocols he got from Sun annoyingly buzzed in him as he wheezed softly, before groaning, slumping back into his chair and shoving his hands onto his face.

Sage took notice and turned to look at Meshuga, huffing softly.

Don’t blow a fuse..

He mumbled.

He won’t. He’s blown far too many in his lifetime.

Terry did seem to register that Meshuga's cleaning protocols were going off, though he didn't quite understand the scope of why that was. A small mess for him indeed, imagine when Meshuga's told that the biggest mess he's made was back when Terry initially came under Rose's care.

".....MMMM I can feel my cleaning protocols screaming at me internally even though I know this isn't the worst I've seen. Terry's destroyed a whole room before with JUST paint, I was updated by Harvest about it."

"Harvest's Rose's friend who co-parents with her, from what I was able to see."

Nico leans over to whisper into Sage's audio processors. Doing so in a very theatrical manner.

M. Whatever. As long as the mess is kept to a minimum, I’ll clean it.

He muttered, pinching the crescent where his face separated into two different colors, rubbing gently.

—

Sage just shook his head a little and looked back at Terry, having his head tilted a little as he listened to Nico. He nodded, smirking a bit.

I can tell..

He muttered, putting his hands on his hips a little sassily.

Meshuga’s blunt, too. But not because he can’t read a room. He can read one very well..

Nico snickered at Sage' sass, a smug cat-like smirk finding its way onto his features. Terry, meanwhile, went back to chewing on the toy in his maw. More pieces of stuffing fell to the floor below him, now just staring off into space. They stayed like that until they felt the need to sit down, the wobbliness of his legs getting to him.

Is uh.. the little one okay? He seems to be having trouble being on his feet?

Nico furrowed his brows as he crouched down to meet Terry at his level. He hadn't really thought about it much given Terry was mentally 2 years-old. Wasn't even sentient for that long either. So he figured this was a normal thing for kids Terry's age.

Tatsuki had voiced their concerns about this before, letting Harvest and Rose know that they should try to help Terry get to walking on his own two feet. Harvest had been trying his best to get Terry to balance first with Rose's help. It...hadn't been as successful as they'd hoped. Poor little guy still couldn't stand for very long without his legs wobbling.

Sage crooned sympathetically, leaning down to gently pat Terry’s head with a couple soft grunts.

He’s a tough nut, it seems. I’ve never encountered an animatronic so.. young.. before.

Meshuga watched silently, furrowing his brow faintly with his otherwise unchanging expression.

Nico wasn't entirely sure on that. Terry showed signs of being able to comprehend pretty well, his speech patterns matched up with his mental age(at least, he was pretty sure that was the case). He was more positive on there being a physical issue present. Terry was the one person he couldn't pinpoint any one thing on, and he was more certain it was because of Terry being so young.

"Rose mentioned there was definitely a physical issue, possibly even a mental one. We're not one hundred percent certain on the mental issue thing though. Monty never mentioned anything when he checked our baby brother's systems."

Terry, meanwhile, cackled and grabbed onto Sage's hand. Swinging his body upwards, they were now clung onto Sage's arm like a koala.

Sage just smiled and nodded in understanding.

I’ve never encountered another Monty before.

Sage chuckled fondly as Terry grappled onto him, moving his arm to cradle Terry’s back.

Crazy thing you are, too.

He mused. Meshuga pressed his palms on the desk, tilting his head a little with a spin of his rays that lasted a solid 3 seconds.

I know you just met me.. but I’ve performed many procedures before. Before the killcode I would operate on humans sometimes. And I am still the plex’s mechanic.. I work on any damaged animatronics.

Tatsuki glanced at Sage and Terry before turning their worried expression towards Meshuga. Tapping their claws on their forearms as they draped them across their chest, they then started thumping their tail in a nervous rhythm.

"Not crazy! I wild!!"

Terry giggled and kicked at the air playfully, tail wagging rapidly.

"I hunt, I bite and bite and bite, run the rivers red!!!"

So spirited!

So young!

You will grow to be just like us!

We hope you love the taste of human flesh as you grow and blossom into a wonderful terror amongst all humanity!

They cackle excitedly, tail wagging aggressively and smacking the desk with clinks of the bells at the end of their tail, it jingly merrily.

—

Meshuga just sighed softly, shaking his head a little at the twins’ excitement. He got up and walked around to stand in front of Sage, looking down at Terry with as much a soft look he could reserve for the child to be a bit friendly, despite how empty his gaze was.

I gotta scan you real quick, bud. It’s to check for physical or internal issues. You shouldn’t feel a thing.

Terry returned BloodMoon's cackled with one of his own, a more gremlin sounding one. They then turned his attention over to Meshuga once they'd been addressed.

"Oh! Kay!"

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[Gonna try and pull one of these because I don't see anything that warrants that mature label]

< Scan complete! Found: Endo frame made of strange metal, unknown origin of balance issue however. >

The computer did its best to describe what they found. With how small Terry was, it had been hard to get precise readings on anything concerning outside of his endo frame.

Meshuga furrowed his brow slightly, fingers curling a bit more over his hips.

Maybe the struggle for balance is mostly mental, but the endo frame is putting particular difficulty into actually being able to learn how to balance again due to its weakness.

If his endo frame isn’t made of the usual metal, then I can only assume that’s the issue and it needs to be replaced with something sturdier.

Sage maneuvered Terry on his arm and pet their head, scratching their scalp gently with his claws.

Did Monty know about this?

Tatsuki hid the undertone of fury as best they could, but it was kind of hard not to be angry. If Monty knew about this, shouldn't they have said something about it!? Ugh!! They didn't understand their younger sibling at all. What was the point of hiding that information from them??

Terry started rumbling lowly from getting their scalp gently scritched at. That felt really nice, their tail had started wagging again. This time even faster than before.

"As for who built Terry's body....don't know that either! I never got to meet Terry until recently-"

"Same with me."

Great.….

Well. I don’t have a say in this, but if I may— I wouldn’t trust Montgomery with this, if he knew. The fact he didn’t know in itself is already a concern.

He grunted, continuing to eye Terry intently.

There likely isn’t a rush to get to the bottom of this. It may not hurt him, but it would probably be a great relief on his frame to have some sturdy support instead of whatever the hell is causing his endoskeleton.

Sage smiled fondly at Terry, shifting his feet when Meshuga finally stepped away from the small gator and leaned his hips back agaisnt the desk as he crossed his arms.

Terry’s body is fascinating. He has a mix of many materials making up his body. Such as blood.

The red kind.

Not oil, nothing super artificial.

We like blood, but… that is strange..

Bloodmoon narrowed their eyes with a faint look of disgust.

Meshuga tipped his head down, rays catching on his shirt’s collar and making him tilt his head back up.

Tatsuki was as close to an organic being as possible for an animatronic, having to take medication and all that. With Terry, it certainly was a mystery worth investigating into if it meant getting the little guy a sturdier frame.

"Sage big brother now!!"

Terry was very certain in his announcement, staring at Sage with a cheeky little fanged grin. He was adopting Sage as his big brother and there was nothing he could do about it.

If you say so, lil dude..

He mumbled, narrowing his eyes a bit when he heard a soft snort from Meshuga. The Eclipse had a rare smirk on his face as his eye creased, rays spinning faster.

Looks like you’ve got a little vampire for a brother now, too, Sage.

He mused, a bit smugly. The troll crouched next to him on the desk like a gargoyle glancing at him with a somewhat startled look. They knew that Meshuga acted as if they were a pestering younger sibling, and they couldn’t help the feeling of belonging with him. They were… pretty much adopted siblings as well.

—

They frowned a bit as Meshuga’s face fell to its usual emotionless look, eyes lowering.

Ugh. We are bored!

Yes— what did any of you even plan on doing while you visited?!

Tatsuki snarkily remarked, placing a clawed hand on their hip. They knew it was gonna be something downright illegal, but this is a BloodMoon they're talking to.

It should probably be something tamer, though!

Sage added quickly, petting Terry’s head and kind of swiping the kids hair from one side to the other without messing it up too much.

—

Meshuga huffed a little and tapped a claw in his arm, rays ticking as they inched around his faceplate.

There are board games here if you want to occupy yourselves. I’ll just be behind the desk.

Terry squealed at getting his hair swished around, kicking his legs in the air again. Okay, so don't steal a truck, but maybe there was still...oh wait! That's it!

"Oh!! We steal go-karts from raceway then! Hm?"

Meshuga nodded at his computer, one hand on the mouse and the other laid limply in Bloodmoon’s claws as they fiddled with his fingers.

I don’t like any of them all that much, honestly. Sage is fine and Bloodmoon is from a different dimension. They just live here.

I don’t trust them.

Sage contemplated silently to himself as he looked around, tapping Terry’s head idly before continuing to brush his fingers through their hair.

"Jungle gym!"

Terry swung down to the floor, keeping his grip on sage's arm so that they could drag Sage into playing with him.

—

He gave the young Gator a toothy grin, nodding lightly as he reached up to take his shades off, setting them on the counter.

Sure thing, bud! We can play in the play structures.

[BloodyRose AU]

Nico came back just as promised with two of his siblings, being Tatsuki and Terry. He promised Rose he'd keep a close eye on Terry, make sure the little guy got plenty of his energy out on the cat wheel before coming here.

"Saaaage!!! Meshugaaa!!! It's me!!! What's uuup?"

"You made a Snapcube dub reference, didn't you?"

"Caught up on it I see!"

"Not really??"

"Blegh, colors too bright, no likey!"

Perched on the security desk at the front sat a hunched over frame of a slightly oversized Bloodmoon, looking like a bored cat as their bell end tail flicked side to side slowly with impatience. The sound of the computer’s flat voice caused them to slowly turn to face the three gators, expression twisting with barely disguised disgust at the sight of the three very green animatronics.

<The portal is now on temporary shut down until it is ready for use to prevent malfunction.>

Bloodmoon grumbled to themselves, assuming the visitors weren’t a threat given they seemed to know Meshuga and Sage. They just crawled off the desk and approached warily on all fours, faceplate rotating in a few full circles.

Three Montgomery’s breaking the threshold?

Their grating doubled voice groused, clearly unhappy and territorial.

Didn’t think Magic Man would even want to be around more than the /one/.

Or anyone at all.

Just so..

They jerked a bit, their slightly prickled hackles shooting up before they eased upon seeing Meshuga step through the daycare doors. They quickly turned away and scampered towards him, standing up only to stand partially behind him and glare with clear scrutiny at the glaggle of gators.

Fool!

You know these green horror shows?!

Meshuga just sighed tiredly as if he’s dealt with Bloodmoon for far too long, waving a dismissive hand with his seemingly perpetual blankly tired expression.

One of them. The other two are siblings.

Ewww…

Behave.

Bloodmoon grumped but said nothing further, just remaining in their spot somewhat protectively with their hands on Meshuga’s arms. The Eclipse model regarded Nico with a faint nod, lifeless colorful eyes that endlessly spiraled lifting just slightly.

Nicholas. Fair seeing you again.

He seemed to be in a far better mood than the last time Nico had seen him as he briefly flicked his gaze over the other two siblings.

Tatsuki felt the need to correct the BloodMoon before them, a sense of defensive anger coming forth. Just because Teek models were also gators didn't mean they were the same exact thing as Monty models!! Teeks came before Monties, anyone who looked into the history of their dimension would know that!!!

"Woah, woah!! Easy, hermano! Don't get your boxers in a knot. We're here on friendly terms, remember?"

"Hmph!"

Once Meshuga came around, Nico felt comfortable enough to dissipate the small knife he'd conjured up in his jacket's left pocket. Ya know, since he was carrying Terry with his right arm.

"Good to see ya, Meshuga! Hehahaha! Sorry about Suki, they're a liiiittle sensitive."

"Says the gator who's about as tall as the security desk."

"DON'T CALL ME SHORT, NOT IN FRONT OF THE KID!!!"

Nico set Terry down before proceeding to try and tackle Tatsuki to the ground, only to get grabbed by the scruff of his jacket. Glaring at his beast of a sibling, he huffed and crossed his arms petulantly.

"Anyway, you said something about pinging a Sage?"

And we were supposed to know that— because….?

I’ve heard it myself from Nicholas… Montgomery having siblings is fairly rare. Especially having the amount of siblings their Monty has.

Why.. why would he need so many?

I don’t know.

Meshuga shrugged lamely, expression unchanging as he turned away to sit at the desk, after gently prying Terry off his leg, not giving the sibling-esc bickering hardly a single glance.

You’re all a bunch of green gators, nonetheless.

We’ve never heard of a— “Suki”.

Pf— sounds anime.

Snrk-

Bloodmoon tittered in amusement, not really caring at getting assessed by the smallest of the gators as they just crossed their arms and leant down to take a quick whiff of Terry’s scent to store it in their memory before turning to follow after Meshuga.

Not a Sage. Sage. That’s his name.

Meshuga muttered, just a little ticked by the phrasing.

Tatsuki hummed before getting hit with the "sounds anime" comment. Damn, they were that obvious, huh? Though Tatsuki was literally just a Japanese name they thought fit themself quite well.

"Just because I like anime and chose a Japanese name doesn't mean those two correlate! I chose the name because it fits me! Also just...shit happened and there's a chunk of time in my life that I can't even remember at all."

Tatsuki was rather blunt in the statement, not really reading the room's mood. That was a constant issue of theirs, it was hard to really gauge facial expressions and moods. And if that person didn't have a way of moving their face, say a standard DCA model, then they struggled even moreso.

Terry giggled at BloodMoon before wobbling on after Meshuga as well. Once he fell over, he went back to traveling on all fours. It was his default still and Harvest had been trying his hardest to try and help him get a better sense of balance. They grabbed onto the desk and pulled himself up, blepping at Meshuga.

Uh-

I changed my name due to past events that happened to me, as well. No one’s judging you.

Meshuga cut in, saving Bloodmoon with grace to keep them from responding likely inappropriately.

The name Eclipse from my experience hasn’t brought much but pain. So it’s Meshuga now. Despite the meaning of the name.

Bloodmoon quickly grinned broadly, facing Meshuga a little.

We like your name!

It’s fitting!

And intimidating in its own right!

Foreshadowing!

Just so, other..

They nodded to themselves, crouching down beside the chair and grabbing onto the back of it, keeping the three siblings in their line of sight.

—

Meshuga let just the barest of soft smiles at that, before it fell again to his usual blank expression. He looked down at Terry and rose a brow, adjusting his chair to keep facing the computer as it boot up, while giving the smaller gator room.

What? Hm… do you want toys and crafts? There’s an empty cubby for shoes over there with toys beside it.

He pointed to the side of the netted in play area, on his left. Along the wall were said cubbies, and beside it was a few large plastic toy boxes.

Terry waved at Meshuga before scampering on over to the plastic toy boxes. He was gonna be kept busy for awhile, at least. As for if he'd listen and not make too big of a mess....oh if only Meshuga knew about the art room at home. The one splattered in a massacre of different paints. There was no guarantee that stuffing wouldn't fly out of some of the plushies with how much Terry was roughly playing with them, going as far as to bite and tug on some of the limbs.

"Well...hm. Meshuga does seem to fit you more....and I suppose I would've been called Eclipse had I been a standard DCA model. I mean, technically still am one because of my AI being a fusion of a Sun and a Moon model's."

Meshuga mumbled, scooting the chair closer to the computer and focusing on it a bit, but still listened when spoken to.

My Moon was… not nice. In any aspect. Not to Sunny when he was alive, and not to me when I had my own body.

He could tell Tatsuki was somewhat similar to him. Tone wise at least.. they both spoke of their past like it didn’t truly matter. Meshuga certainly didn’t feel that way. Or at least knew he didn’t… he didn’t feel a lot of things nowadays, though. His emotional matrix has always been— skewered…

The only one I knew apart from myself I only met once. Typical Eclipse from Sun and Moon. Not from fusion, nothing good. A bad person looking to hurt them.

I met their Lunar, too. Before. He visited a few times. Then he didn’t. His Moon came to tell me he had been blown up. He stayed with me and kept me company while my Moon was preoccupied. He told me he’d come back. That he wouldn’t leave me alone with my Moon for too long.

Bloodmoon tilted their head a little when Meshuga’s lowered slightly, eye narrowing subtly as he stared at the computer screen.

He didn’t. He never answered my calls or texts. I gave up trying after my Moon died.

He leaned back against the chair again casually, rays clicking in their housing faintly as they were locked frozen into their place.

Eclipses like me often don’t get to have anything nice. We suffer for just existing. And most die.

I guess I’m one of the lucky few who doesn’t get forced to be alone.

Even if I’m stuck with this thing here.

Hey!

Tatsuki chuckled at their own double meaning, Nico realizing what the taller gator meant by that right as they finished speaking.

"Hey!! I fixed the damage I caused with my alchemy! Like you're one to talk!! All you did was dodge me!!! ....OH GOD DAMNIT!!!!"

Rose?!

Their face and chest split open in half and they ended up separating out of pure excitement, Nous still perched on the desk and Viscera ending up on the floor with a thunk.

We met her! We met her!

Viscera pulled himself back up, climbing onto the desk beside Nous. Nous looked sharper in the eyes, a more cunning and cold grin with spirals in his optics. He had a hood and sported darker clothes than Viscera. Viscera had far more reds, and had a scowl on his face, even when gaining a Cheshire Cat like devilish smile.

The universe— it drags us from wherever we are and throws us into another randomly.

And it took us to Rose one day!

We raided a military base and killed many many humans!

Viscera crowed.

—

Meshuga grumbled grumpily behind them and the relief that flooded his expression was almost like whiplash compared to his usual blank look as the daycare doors opened, Sage stepping through and blinking at the blood twins.

What’s this I hear about a military base?

He mumbled, gliding a hand over his head to push his hair back from his eyes.

We raided one!

The twins cheered in unison, both squawking when shoved off the desk harshly by Meshuga.

Get off the damn desk!

He snapped, the colorful spiral in his eye flickering before he sighed and slumped back into his chair.

—

Sage watched in silence for a moment before turning towards Nico, grinning as he adjusted his shades.

Nico! Hey! Glad to see you!

Nico grinned widely, his own tail wagging widely before reaching for Sage's hair again. He gave Sage a few quick scritches before dragging Tatsuki's attention away from the BloodTwins. Tatsuki had had a snorting fit from seeing Nous and Viscera act so excited, scrambling over each other then get shoved off of the desk. Rose must've been a great friend to the pair if these two got so giddy at just the mention of their name.

"Hello there, you're Sage, yes? I'm Tatsuki, the eldest gator sibling. Meshuga wasn't kidding, you're quite tall compared to other Monties I've seen."

Tatsuki waves at Sage before placing a hand on their hip, tail swishing behind themself. They were right on the money with their personal description of Sage's build. Like Nico's with a height that was a little closer to their own. Not by much though, Suki is thirteen feet tall after all.

Terry picked up on Sage's scent, pausing in his roughing up of some the dolls that he'd noticed. They were the generic ones that he'd seen some kids carrying around, now with their heads popped off and stuffing from some old plushies spilled on the floor. They got to their feet again, wobbling on over to Sage with one of his "kills" that looked like it had been mauled by a feral dog. He took a sniff of Sage, investigating his scent before concluding that they were okay to be around too.

—

He was only 10 feet tall, pretty much just a single foot taller than Meshuga. It was strange seeing such a hulking figure such as Tatsuki, but it didn’t bother him. He just gave a friendly smile and tipped his head up, lowering his shades to reveal very red irises that sparkled in an equally friendly look.

Howdy! And yeah… who knows why Fazbear decided on this. There was a Monty before me, but Meshuga didn’t even exist then, so.

He shrugged.

No one really knows! Not that I care, really. I like how things are.

He looked down at Terry and smiled wider, eyes crinkling.

Well— hello there, bud.

He put his weight on his knees as he bent them to somewhat get closer to the littler Gator, tail swaying a bit more.

—

Meshuga lifted his head and noticed the mutilated toy in Terry’s maw, trailing his gaze to look at the corner.

Wh—

His expression fell slightly as he saw the mess. Small for Terry. Big for the usual mess he’d see a violent kid make. The cleaning protocols he got from Sun annoyingly buzzed in him as he wheezed softly, before groaning, slumping back into his chair and shoving his hands onto his face.

Sage took notice and turned to look at Meshuga, huffing softly.

Don’t blow a fuse..

He mumbled.

He won’t. He’s blown far too many in his lifetime.

Terry did seem to register that Meshuga's cleaning protocols were going off, though he didn't quite understand the scope of why that was. A small mess for him indeed, imagine when Meshuga's told that the biggest mess he's made was back when Terry initially came under Rose's care.

".....MMMM I can feel my cleaning protocols screaming at me internally even though I know this isn't the worst I've seen. Terry's destroyed a whole room before with JUST paint, I was updated by Harvest about it."

"Harvest's Rose's friend who co-parents with her, from what I was able to see."

Nico leans over to whisper into Sage's audio processors. Doing so in a very theatrical manner.

M. Whatever. As long as the mess is kept to a minimum, I’ll clean it.

He muttered, pinching the crescent where his face separated into two different colors, rubbing gently.

—

Sage just shook his head a little and looked back at Terry, having his head tilted a little as he listened to Nico. He nodded, smirking a bit.

I can tell..

He muttered, putting his hands on his hips a little sassily.

Meshuga’s blunt, too. But not because he can’t read a room. He can read one very well..

Nico snickered at Sage' sass, a smug cat-like smirk finding its way onto his features. Terry, meanwhile, went back to chewing on the toy in his maw. More pieces of stuffing fell to the floor below him, now just staring off into space. They stayed like that until they felt the need to sit down, the wobbliness of his legs getting to him.

Is uh.. the little one okay? He seems to be having trouble being on his feet?

Nico furrowed his brows as he crouched down to meet Terry at his level. He hadn't really thought about it much given Terry was mentally 2 years-old. Wasn't even sentient for that long either. So he figured this was a normal thing for kids Terry's age.

Tatsuki had voiced their concerns about this before, letting Harvest and Rose know that they should try to help Terry get to walking on his own two feet. Harvest had been trying his best to get Terry to balance first with Rose's help. It...hadn't been as successful as they'd hoped. Poor little guy still couldn't stand for very long without his legs wobbling.

Sage crooned sympathetically, leaning down to gently pat Terry’s head with a couple soft grunts.

He’s a tough nut, it seems. I’ve never encountered an animatronic so.. young.. before.

Meshuga watched silently, furrowing his brow faintly with his otherwise unchanging expression.

Nico wasn't entirely sure on that. Terry showed signs of being able to comprehend pretty well, his speech patterns matched up with his mental age(at least, he was pretty sure that was the case). He was more positive on there being a physical issue present. Terry was the one person he couldn't pinpoint any one thing on, and he was more certain it was because of Terry being so young.

"Rose mentioned there was definitely a physical issue, possibly even a mental one. We're not one hundred percent certain on the mental issue thing though. Monty never mentioned anything when he checked our baby brother's systems."

Terry, meanwhile, cackled and grabbed onto Sage's hand. Swinging his body upwards, they were now clung onto Sage's arm like a koala.

Sage just smiled and nodded in understanding.

I’ve never encountered another Monty before.

Sage chuckled fondly as Terry grappled onto him, moving his arm to cradle Terry’s back.

Crazy thing you are, too.

He mused. Meshuga pressed his palms on the desk, tilting his head a little with a spin of his rays that lasted a solid 3 seconds.

I know you just met me.. but I’ve performed many procedures before. Before the killcode I would operate on humans sometimes. And I am still the plex’s mechanic.. I work on any damaged animatronics.

Tatsuki glanced at Sage and Terry before turning their worried expression towards Meshuga. Tapping their claws on their forearms as they draped them across their chest, they then started thumping their tail in a nervous rhythm.

"Not crazy! I wild!!"

Terry giggled and kicked at the air playfully, tail wagging rapidly.

"I hunt, I bite and bite and bite, run the rivers red!!!"

So spirited!

So young!

You will grow to be just like us!

We hope you love the taste of human flesh as you grow and blossom into a wonderful terror amongst all humanity!

They cackle excitedly, tail wagging aggressively and smacking the desk with clinks of the bells at the end of their tail, it jingly merrily.

—

Meshuga just sighed softly, shaking his head a little at the twins’ excitement. He got up and walked around to stand in front of Sage, looking down at Terry with as much a soft look he could reserve for the child to be a bit friendly, despite how empty his gaze was.

I gotta scan you real quick, bud. It’s to check for physical or internal issues. You shouldn’t feel a thing.

Terry returned BloodMoon's cackled with one of his own, a more gremlin sounding one. They then turned his attention over to Meshuga once they'd been addressed.

"Oh! Kay!"

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[Gonna try and pull one of these because I don't see anything that warrants that mature label]

< Scan complete! Found: Endo frame made of strange metal, unknown origin of balance issue however. >

The computer did its best to describe what they found. With how small Terry was, it had been hard to get precise readings on anything concerning outside of his endo frame.

Meshuga furrowed his brow slightly, fingers curling a bit more over his hips.

Maybe the struggle for balance is mostly mental, but the endo frame is putting particular difficulty into actually being able to learn how to balance again due to its weakness.

If his endo frame isn’t made of the usual metal, then I can only assume that’s the issue and it needs to be replaced with something sturdier.

Sage maneuvered Terry on his arm and pet their head, scratching their scalp gently with his claws.

Did Monty know about this?

Tatsuki hid the undertone of fury as best they could, but it was kind of hard not to be angry. If Monty knew about this, shouldn't they have said something about it!? Ugh!! They didn't understand their younger sibling at all. What was the point of hiding that information from them??

Terry started rumbling lowly from getting their scalp gently scritched at. That felt really nice, their tail had started wagging again. This time even faster than before.

"As for who built Terry's body....don't know that either! I never got to meet Terry until recently-"

"Same with me."

Great.….

Well. I don’t have a say in this, but if I may— I wouldn’t trust Montgomery with this, if he knew. The fact he didn’t know in itself is already a concern.

He grunted, continuing to eye Terry intently.

There likely isn’t a rush to get to the bottom of this. It may not hurt him, but it would probably be a great relief on his frame to have some sturdy support instead of whatever the hell is causing his endoskeleton.

Sage smiled fondly at Terry, shifting his feet when Meshuga finally stepped away from the small gator and leaned his hips back agaisnt the desk as he crossed his arms.

Terry’s body is fascinating. He has a mix of many materials making up his body. Such as blood.

The red kind.

Not oil, nothing super artificial.

We like blood, but… that is strange..

Bloodmoon narrowed their eyes with a faint look of disgust.

Meshuga tipped his head down, rays catching on his shirt’s collar and making him tilt his head back up.

Tatsuki was as close to an organic being as possible for an animatronic, having to take medication and all that. With Terry, it certainly was a mystery worth investigating into if it meant getting the little guy a sturdier frame.

"Sage big brother now!!"

Terry was very certain in his announcement, staring at Sage with a cheeky little fanged grin. He was adopting Sage as his big brother and there was nothing he could do about it.

If you say so, lil dude..

He mumbled, narrowing his eyes a bit when he heard a soft snort from Meshuga. The Eclipse had a rare smirk on his face as his eye creased, rays spinning faster.

Looks like you’ve got a little vampire for a brother now, too, Sage.

He mused, a bit smugly. The troll crouched next to him on the desk like a gargoyle glancing at him with a somewhat startled look. They knew that Meshuga acted as if they were a pestering younger sibling, and they couldn’t help the feeling of belonging with him. They were… pretty much adopted siblings as well.

—

They frowned a bit as Meshuga’s face fell to its usual emotionless look, eyes lowering.

Ugh. We are bored!

Yes— what did any of you even plan on doing while you visited?!

Tatsuki snarkily remarked, placing a clawed hand on their hip. They knew it was gonna be something downright illegal, but this is a BloodMoon they're talking to.

It should probably be something tamer, though!

Sage added quickly, petting Terry’s head and kind of swiping the kids hair from one side to the other without messing it up too much.

—

Meshuga huffed a little and tapped a claw in his arm, rays ticking as they inched around his faceplate.

There are board games here if you want to occupy yourselves. I’ll just be behind the desk.

Terry squealed at getting his hair swished around, kicking his legs in the air again. Okay, so don't steal a truck, but maybe there was still...oh wait! That's it!

"Oh!! We steal go-karts from raceway then! Hm?"

Meshuga nodded at his computer, one hand on the mouse and the other laid limply in Bloodmoon’s claws as they fiddled with his fingers.

I don’t like any of them all that much, honestly. Sage is fine and Bloodmoon is from a different dimension. They just live here.

I don’t trust them.

Sage contemplated silently to himself as he looked around, tapping Terry’s head idly before continuing to brush his fingers through their hair.

"Jungle gym!"

Terry swung down to the floor, keeping his grip on sage's arm so that they could drag Sage into playing with him.

[BloodyRose AU]

Nico came back just as promised with two of his siblings, being Tatsuki and Terry. He promised Rose he'd keep a close eye on Terry, make sure the little guy got plenty of his energy out on the cat wheel before coming here.

"Saaaage!!! Meshugaaa!!! It's me!!! What's uuup?"

"You made a Snapcube dub reference, didn't you?"

"Caught up on it I see!"

"Not really??"

"Blegh, colors too bright, no likey!"

Perched on the security desk at the front sat a hunched over frame of a slightly oversized Bloodmoon, looking like a bored cat as their bell end tail flicked side to side slowly with impatience. The sound of the computer’s flat voice caused them to slowly turn to face the three gators, expression twisting with barely disguised disgust at the sight of the three very green animatronics.

<The portal is now on temporary shut down until it is ready for use to prevent malfunction.>

Bloodmoon grumbled to themselves, assuming the visitors weren’t a threat given they seemed to know Meshuga and Sage. They just crawled off the desk and approached warily on all fours, faceplate rotating in a few full circles.

Three Montgomery’s breaking the threshold?

Their grating doubled voice groused, clearly unhappy and territorial.

Didn’t think Magic Man would even want to be around more than the /one/.

Or anyone at all.

Just so..

They jerked a bit, their slightly prickled hackles shooting up before they eased upon seeing Meshuga step through the daycare doors. They quickly turned away and scampered towards him, standing up only to stand partially behind him and glare with clear scrutiny at the glaggle of gators.

Fool!

You know these green horror shows?!

Meshuga just sighed tiredly as if he’s dealt with Bloodmoon for far too long, waving a dismissive hand with his seemingly perpetual blankly tired expression.

One of them. The other two are siblings.

Ewww…

Behave.

Bloodmoon grumped but said nothing further, just remaining in their spot somewhat protectively with their hands on Meshuga’s arms. The Eclipse model regarded Nico with a faint nod, lifeless colorful eyes that endlessly spiraled lifting just slightly.

Nicholas. Fair seeing you again.

He seemed to be in a far better mood than the last time Nico had seen him as he briefly flicked his gaze over the other two siblings.

Tatsuki felt the need to correct the BloodMoon before them, a sense of defensive anger coming forth. Just because Teek models were also gators didn't mean they were the same exact thing as Monty models!! Teeks came before Monties, anyone who looked into the history of their dimension would know that!!!

"Woah, woah!! Easy, hermano! Don't get your boxers in a knot. We're here on friendly terms, remember?"

"Hmph!"

Once Meshuga came around, Nico felt comfortable enough to dissipate the small knife he'd conjured up in his jacket's left pocket. Ya know, since he was carrying Terry with his right arm.

"Good to see ya, Meshuga! Hehahaha! Sorry about Suki, they're a liiiittle sensitive."

"Says the gator who's about as tall as the security desk."

"DON'T CALL ME SHORT, NOT IN FRONT OF THE KID!!!"

Nico set Terry down before proceeding to try and tackle Tatsuki to the ground, only to get grabbed by the scruff of his jacket. Glaring at his beast of a sibling, he huffed and crossed his arms petulantly.

"Anyway, you said something about pinging a Sage?"

And we were supposed to know that— because….?

I’ve heard it myself from Nicholas… Montgomery having siblings is fairly rare. Especially having the amount of siblings their Monty has.

Why.. why would he need so many?

I don’t know.

Meshuga shrugged lamely, expression unchanging as he turned away to sit at the desk, after gently prying Terry off his leg, not giving the sibling-esc bickering hardly a single glance.

You’re all a bunch of green gators, nonetheless.

We’ve never heard of a— “Suki”.

Pf— sounds anime.

Snrk-

Bloodmoon tittered in amusement, not really caring at getting assessed by the smallest of the gators as they just crossed their arms and leant down to take a quick whiff of Terry’s scent to store it in their memory before turning to follow after Meshuga.

Not a Sage. Sage. That’s his name.

Meshuga muttered, just a little ticked by the phrasing.

Tatsuki hummed before getting hit with the "sounds anime" comment. Damn, they were that obvious, huh? Though Tatsuki was literally just a Japanese name they thought fit themself quite well.

"Just because I like anime and chose a Japanese name doesn't mean those two correlate! I chose the name because it fits me! Also just...shit happened and there's a chunk of time in my life that I can't even remember at all."

Tatsuki was rather blunt in the statement, not really reading the room's mood. That was a constant issue of theirs, it was hard to really gauge facial expressions and moods. And if that person didn't have a way of moving their face, say a standard DCA model, then they struggled even moreso.

Terry giggled at BloodMoon before wobbling on after Meshuga as well. Once he fell over, he went back to traveling on all fours. It was his default still and Harvest had been trying his hardest to try and help him get a better sense of balance. They grabbed onto the desk and pulled himself up, blepping at Meshuga.

Uh-

I changed my name due to past events that happened to me, as well. No one’s judging you.

Meshuga cut in, saving Bloodmoon with grace to keep them from responding likely inappropriately.

The name Eclipse from my experience hasn’t brought much but pain. So it’s Meshuga now. Despite the meaning of the name.

Bloodmoon quickly grinned broadly, facing Meshuga a little.

We like your name!

It’s fitting!

And intimidating in its own right!

Foreshadowing!

Just so, other..

They nodded to themselves, crouching down beside the chair and grabbing onto the back of it, keeping the three siblings in their line of sight.

—

Meshuga let just the barest of soft smiles at that, before it fell again to his usual blank expression. He looked down at Terry and rose a brow, adjusting his chair to keep facing the computer as it boot up, while giving the smaller gator room.

What? Hm… do you want toys and crafts? There’s an empty cubby for shoes over there with toys beside it.

He pointed to the side of the netted in play area, on his left. Along the wall were said cubbies, and beside it was a few large plastic toy boxes.

Terry waved at Meshuga before scampering on over to the plastic toy boxes. He was gonna be kept busy for awhile, at least. As for if he'd listen and not make too big of a mess....oh if only Meshuga knew about the art room at home. The one splattered in a massacre of different paints. There was no guarantee that stuffing wouldn't fly out of some of the plushies with how much Terry was roughly playing with them, going as far as to bite and tug on some of the limbs.

"Well...hm. Meshuga does seem to fit you more....and I suppose I would've been called Eclipse had I been a standard DCA model. I mean, technically still am one because of my AI being a fusion of a Sun and a Moon model's."

Meshuga mumbled, scooting the chair closer to the computer and focusing on it a bit, but still listened when spoken to.

My Moon was… not nice. In any aspect. Not to Sunny when he was alive, and not to me when I had my own body.

He could tell Tatsuki was somewhat similar to him. Tone wise at least.. they both spoke of their past like it didn’t truly matter. Meshuga certainly didn’t feel that way. Or at least knew he didn’t… he didn’t feel a lot of things nowadays, though. His emotional matrix has always been— skewered…

The only one I knew apart from myself I only met once. Typical Eclipse from Sun and Moon. Not from fusion, nothing good. A bad person looking to hurt them.

I met their Lunar, too. Before. He visited a few times. Then he didn’t. His Moon came to tell me he had been blown up. He stayed with me and kept me company while my Moon was preoccupied. He told me he’d come back. That he wouldn’t leave me alone with my Moon for too long.

Bloodmoon tilted their head a little when Meshuga’s lowered slightly, eye narrowing subtly as he stared at the computer screen.

He didn’t. He never answered my calls or texts. I gave up trying after my Moon died.

He leaned back against the chair again casually, rays clicking in their housing faintly as they were locked frozen into their place.

Eclipses like me often don’t get to have anything nice. We suffer for just existing. And most die.

I guess I’m one of the lucky few who doesn’t get forced to be alone.

Even if I’m stuck with this thing here.

Hey!

Tatsuki chuckled at their own double meaning, Nico realizing what the taller gator meant by that right as they finished speaking.

"Hey!! I fixed the damage I caused with my alchemy! Like you're one to talk!! All you did was dodge me!!! ....OH GOD DAMNIT!!!!"

Rose?!

Their face and chest split open in half and they ended up separating out of pure excitement, Nous still perched on the desk and Viscera ending up on the floor with a thunk.

We met her! We met her!

Viscera pulled himself back up, climbing onto the desk beside Nous. Nous looked sharper in the eyes, a more cunning and cold grin with spirals in his optics. He had a hood and sported darker clothes than Viscera. Viscera had far more reds, and had a scowl on his face, even when gaining a Cheshire Cat like devilish smile.

The universe— it drags us from wherever we are and throws us into another randomly.

And it took us to Rose one day!

We raided a military base and killed many many humans!

Viscera crowed.

—

Meshuga grumbled grumpily behind them and the relief that flooded his expression was almost like whiplash compared to his usual blank look as the daycare doors opened, Sage stepping through and blinking at the blood twins.

What’s this I hear about a military base?

He mumbled, gliding a hand over his head to push his hair back from his eyes.

We raided one!

The twins cheered in unison, both squawking when shoved off the desk harshly by Meshuga.

Get off the damn desk!

He snapped, the colorful spiral in his eye flickering before he sighed and slumped back into his chair.

—

Sage watched in silence for a moment before turning towards Nico, grinning as he adjusted his shades.

Nico! Hey! Glad to see you!

Nico grinned widely, his own tail wagging widely before reaching for Sage's hair again. He gave Sage a few quick scritches before dragging Tatsuki's attention away from the BloodTwins. Tatsuki had had a snorting fit from seeing Nous and Viscera act so excited, scrambling over each other then get shoved off of the desk. Rose must've been a great friend to the pair if these two got so giddy at just the mention of their name.

"Hello there, you're Sage, yes? I'm Tatsuki, the eldest gator sibling. Meshuga wasn't kidding, you're quite tall compared to other Monties I've seen."

Tatsuki waves at Sage before placing a hand on their hip, tail swishing behind themself. They were right on the money with their personal description of Sage's build. Like Nico's with a height that was a little closer to their own. Not by much though, Suki is thirteen feet tall after all.

Terry picked up on Sage's scent, pausing in his roughing up of some the dolls that he'd noticed. They were the generic ones that he'd seen some kids carrying around, now with their heads popped off and stuffing from some old plushies spilled on the floor. They got to their feet again, wobbling on over to Sage with one of his "kills" that looked like it had been mauled by a feral dog. He took a sniff of Sage, investigating his scent before concluding that they were okay to be around too.

—

He was only 10 feet tall, pretty much just a single foot taller than Meshuga. It was strange seeing such a hulking figure such as Tatsuki, but it didn’t bother him. He just gave a friendly smile and tipped his head up, lowering his shades to reveal very red irises that sparkled in an equally friendly look.

Howdy! And yeah… who knows why Fazbear decided on this. There was a Monty before me, but Meshuga didn’t even exist then, so.

He shrugged.

No one really knows! Not that I care, really. I like how things are.

He looked down at Terry and smiled wider, eyes crinkling.

Well— hello there, bud.

He put his weight on his knees as he bent them to somewhat get closer to the littler Gator, tail swaying a bit more.

—

Meshuga lifted his head and noticed the mutilated toy in Terry’s maw, trailing his gaze to look at the corner.

Wh—

His expression fell slightly as he saw the mess. Small for Terry. Big for the usual mess he’d see a violent kid make. The cleaning protocols he got from Sun annoyingly buzzed in him as he wheezed softly, before groaning, slumping back into his chair and shoving his hands onto his face.

Sage took notice and turned to look at Meshuga, huffing softly.

Don’t blow a fuse..

He mumbled.

He won’t. He’s blown far too many in his lifetime.

Terry did seem to register that Meshuga's cleaning protocols were going off, though he didn't quite understand the scope of why that was. A small mess for him indeed, imagine when Meshuga's told that the biggest mess he's made was back when Terry initially came under Rose's care.

".....MMMM I can feel my cleaning protocols screaming at me internally even though I know this isn't the worst I've seen. Terry's destroyed a whole room before with JUST paint, I was updated by Harvest about it."

"Harvest's Rose's friend who co-parents with her, from what I was able to see."

Nico leans over to whisper into Sage's audio processors. Doing so in a very theatrical manner.

M. Whatever. As long as the mess is kept to a minimum, I’ll clean it.

He muttered, pinching the crescent where his face separated into two different colors, rubbing gently.

—

Sage just shook his head a little and looked back at Terry, having his head tilted a little as he listened to Nico. He nodded, smirking a bit.

I can tell..

He muttered, putting his hands on his hips a little sassily.

Meshuga’s blunt, too. But not because he can’t read a room. He can read one very well..

Nico snickered at Sage' sass, a smug cat-like smirk finding its way onto his features. Terry, meanwhile, went back to chewing on the toy in his maw. More pieces of stuffing fell to the floor below him, now just staring off into space. They stayed like that until they felt the need to sit down, the wobbliness of his legs getting to him.

Is uh.. the little one okay? He seems to be having trouble being on his feet?

Nico furrowed his brows as he crouched down to meet Terry at his level. He hadn't really thought about it much given Terry was mentally 2 years-old. Wasn't even sentient for that long either. So he figured this was a normal thing for kids Terry's age.

Tatsuki had voiced their concerns about this before, letting Harvest and Rose know that they should try to help Terry get to walking on his own two feet. Harvest had been trying his best to get Terry to balance first with Rose's help. It...hadn't been as successful as they'd hoped. Poor little guy still couldn't stand for very long without his legs wobbling.

Sage crooned sympathetically, leaning down to gently pat Terry’s head with a couple soft grunts.

He’s a tough nut, it seems. I’ve never encountered an animatronic so.. young.. before.

Meshuga watched silently, furrowing his brow faintly with his otherwise unchanging expression.

Nico wasn't entirely sure on that. Terry showed signs of being able to comprehend pretty well, his speech patterns matched up with his mental age(at least, he was pretty sure that was the case). He was more positive on there being a physical issue present. Terry was the one person he couldn't pinpoint any one thing on, and he was more certain it was because of Terry being so young.

"Rose mentioned there was definitely a physical issue, possibly even a mental one. We're not one hundred percent certain on the mental issue thing though. Monty never mentioned anything when he checked our baby brother's systems."

Terry, meanwhile, cackled and grabbed onto Sage's hand. Swinging his body upwards, they were now clung onto Sage's arm like a koala.

Sage just smiled and nodded in understanding.

I’ve never encountered another Monty before.

Sage chuckled fondly as Terry grappled onto him, moving his arm to cradle Terry’s back.

Crazy thing you are, too.

He mused. Meshuga pressed his palms on the desk, tilting his head a little with a spin of his rays that lasted a solid 3 seconds.

I know you just met me.. but I’ve performed many procedures before. Before the killcode I would operate on humans sometimes. And I am still the plex’s mechanic.. I work on any damaged animatronics.

Tatsuki glanced at Sage and Terry before turning their worried expression towards Meshuga. Tapping their claws on their forearms as they draped them across their chest, they then started thumping their tail in a nervous rhythm.

"Not crazy! I wild!!"

Terry giggled and kicked at the air playfully, tail wagging rapidly.

"I hunt, I bite and bite and bite, run the rivers red!!!"

So spirited!

So young!

You will grow to be just like us!

We hope you love the taste of human flesh as you grow and blossom into a wonderful terror amongst all humanity!

They cackle excitedly, tail wagging aggressively and smacking the desk with clinks of the bells at the end of their tail, it jingly merrily.

—

Meshuga just sighed softly, shaking his head a little at the twins’ excitement. He got up and walked around to stand in front of Sage, looking down at Terry with as much a soft look he could reserve for the child to be a bit friendly, despite how empty his gaze was.

I gotta scan you real quick, bud. It’s to check for physical or internal issues. You shouldn’t feel a thing.

Terry returned BloodMoon's cackled with one of his own, a more gremlin sounding one. They then turned his attention over to Meshuga once they'd been addressed.

"Oh! Kay!"

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[Gonna try and pull one of these because I don't see anything that warrants that mature label]

< Scan complete! Found: Endo frame made of strange metal, unknown origin of balance issue however. >

The computer did its best to describe what they found. With how small Terry was, it had been hard to get precise readings on anything concerning outside of his endo frame.

Meshuga furrowed his brow slightly, fingers curling a bit more over his hips.

Maybe the struggle for balance is mostly mental, but the endo frame is putting particular difficulty into actually being able to learn how to balance again due to its weakness.

If his endo frame isn’t made of the usual metal, then I can only assume that’s the issue and it needs to be replaced with something sturdier.

Sage maneuvered Terry on his arm and pet their head, scratching their scalp gently with his claws.

Did Monty know about this?

Tatsuki hid the undertone of fury as best they could, but it was kind of hard not to be angry. If Monty knew about this, shouldn't they have said something about it!? Ugh!! They didn't understand their younger sibling at all. What was the point of hiding that information from them??

Terry started rumbling lowly from getting their scalp gently scritched at. That felt really nice, their tail had started wagging again. This time even faster than before.

"As for who built Terry's body....don't know that either! I never got to meet Terry until recently-"

"Same with me."

Great.….

Well. I don’t have a say in this, but if I may— I wouldn’t trust Montgomery with this, if he knew. The fact he didn’t know in itself is already a concern.

He grunted, continuing to eye Terry intently.

There likely isn’t a rush to get to the bottom of this. It may not hurt him, but it would probably be a great relief on his frame to have some sturdy support instead of whatever the hell is causing his endoskeleton.

Sage smiled fondly at Terry, shifting his feet when Meshuga finally stepped away from the small gator and leaned his hips back agaisnt the desk as he crossed his arms.

Terry’s body is fascinating. He has a mix of many materials making up his body. Such as blood.

The red kind.

Not oil, nothing super artificial.

We like blood, but… that is strange..

Bloodmoon narrowed their eyes with a faint look of disgust.

Meshuga tipped his head down, rays catching on his shirt’s collar and making him tilt his head back up.

Tatsuki was as close to an organic being as possible for an animatronic, having to take medication and all that. With Terry, it certainly was a mystery worth investigating into if it meant getting the little guy a sturdier frame.

"Sage big brother now!!"

Terry was very certain in his announcement, staring at Sage with a cheeky little fanged grin. He was adopting Sage as his big brother and there was nothing he could do about it.

If you say so, lil dude..

He mumbled, narrowing his eyes a bit when he heard a soft snort from Meshuga. The Eclipse had a rare smirk on his face as his eye creased, rays spinning faster.

Looks like you’ve got a little vampire for a brother now, too, Sage.

He mused, a bit smugly. The troll crouched next to him on the desk like a gargoyle glancing at him with a somewhat startled look. They knew that Meshuga acted as if they were a pestering younger sibling, and they couldn’t help the feeling of belonging with him. They were… pretty much adopted siblings as well.

—

They frowned a bit as Meshuga’s face fell to its usual emotionless look, eyes lowering.

Ugh. We are bored!

Yes— what did any of you even plan on doing while you visited?!

Tatsuki snarkily remarked, placing a clawed hand on their hip. They knew it was gonna be something downright illegal, but this is a BloodMoon they're talking to.

It should probably be something tamer, though!

Sage added quickly, petting Terry’s head and kind of swiping the kids hair from one side to the other without messing it up too much.

—

Meshuga huffed a little and tapped a claw in his arm, rays ticking as they inched around his faceplate.

There are board games here if you want to occupy yourselves. I’ll just be behind the desk.

Terry squealed at getting his hair swished around, kicking his legs in the air again. Okay, so don't steal a truck, but maybe there was still...oh wait! That's it!

"Oh!! We steal go-karts from raceway then! Hm?"

[BloodyRose AU]

Nico came back just as promised with two of his siblings, being Tatsuki and Terry. He promised Rose he'd keep a close eye on Terry, make sure the little guy got plenty of his energy out on the cat wheel before coming here.

"Saaaage!!! Meshugaaa!!! It's me!!! What's uuup?"

"You made a Snapcube dub reference, didn't you?"

"Caught up on it I see!"

"Not really??"

"Blegh, colors too bright, no likey!"

Perched on the security desk at the front sat a hunched over frame of a slightly oversized Bloodmoon, looking like a bored cat as their bell end tail flicked side to side slowly with impatience. The sound of the computer’s flat voice caused them to slowly turn to face the three gators, expression twisting with barely disguised disgust at the sight of the three very green animatronics.

<The portal is now on temporary shut down until it is ready for use to prevent malfunction.>

Bloodmoon grumbled to themselves, assuming the visitors weren’t a threat given they seemed to know Meshuga and Sage. They just crawled off the desk and approached warily on all fours, faceplate rotating in a few full circles.

Three Montgomery’s breaking the threshold?

Their grating doubled voice groused, clearly unhappy and territorial.

Didn’t think Magic Man would even want to be around more than the /one/.

Or anyone at all.

Just so..

They jerked a bit, their slightly prickled hackles shooting up before they eased upon seeing Meshuga step through the daycare doors. They quickly turned away and scampered towards him, standing up only to stand partially behind him and glare with clear scrutiny at the glaggle of gators.

Fool!

You know these green horror shows?!

Meshuga just sighed tiredly as if he’s dealt with Bloodmoon for far too long, waving a dismissive hand with his seemingly perpetual blankly tired expression.

One of them. The other two are siblings.

Ewww…

Behave.

Bloodmoon grumped but said nothing further, just remaining in their spot somewhat protectively with their hands on Meshuga’s arms. The Eclipse model regarded Nico with a faint nod, lifeless colorful eyes that endlessly spiraled lifting just slightly.

Nicholas. Fair seeing you again.

He seemed to be in a far better mood than the last time Nico had seen him as he briefly flicked his gaze over the other two siblings.

Tatsuki felt the need to correct the BloodMoon before them, a sense of defensive anger coming forth. Just because Teek models were also gators didn't mean they were the same exact thing as Monty models!! Teeks came before Monties, anyone who looked into the history of their dimension would know that!!!

"Woah, woah!! Easy, hermano! Don't get your boxers in a knot. We're here on friendly terms, remember?"

"Hmph!"

Once Meshuga came around, Nico felt comfortable enough to dissipate the small knife he'd conjured up in his jacket's left pocket. Ya know, since he was carrying Terry with his right arm.

"Good to see ya, Meshuga! Hehahaha! Sorry about Suki, they're a liiiittle sensitive."

"Says the gator who's about as tall as the security desk."

"DON'T CALL ME SHORT, NOT IN FRONT OF THE KID!!!"

Nico set Terry down before proceeding to try and tackle Tatsuki to the ground, only to get grabbed by the scruff of his jacket. Glaring at his beast of a sibling, he huffed and crossed his arms petulantly.

"Anyway, you said something about pinging a Sage?"

And we were supposed to know that— because….?

I’ve heard it myself from Nicholas… Montgomery having siblings is fairly rare. Especially having the amount of siblings their Monty has.

Why.. why would he need so many?

I don’t know.

Meshuga shrugged lamely, expression unchanging as he turned away to sit at the desk, after gently prying Terry off his leg, not giving the sibling-esc bickering hardly a single glance.

You’re all a bunch of green gators, nonetheless.

We’ve never heard of a— “Suki”.

Pf— sounds anime.

Snrk-

Bloodmoon tittered in amusement, not really caring at getting assessed by the smallest of the gators as they just crossed their arms and leant down to take a quick whiff of Terry’s scent to store it in their memory before turning to follow after Meshuga.

Not a Sage. Sage. That’s his name.

Meshuga muttered, just a little ticked by the phrasing.

Tatsuki hummed before getting hit with the "sounds anime" comment. Damn, they were that obvious, huh? Though Tatsuki was literally just a Japanese name they thought fit themself quite well.

"Just because I like anime and chose a Japanese name doesn't mean those two correlate! I chose the name because it fits me! Also just...shit happened and there's a chunk of time in my life that I can't even remember at all."

Tatsuki was rather blunt in the statement, not really reading the room's mood. That was a constant issue of theirs, it was hard to really gauge facial expressions and moods. And if that person didn't have a way of moving their face, say a standard DCA model, then they struggled even moreso.

Terry giggled at BloodMoon before wobbling on after Meshuga as well. Once he fell over, he went back to traveling on all fours. It was his default still and Harvest had been trying his hardest to try and help him get a better sense of balance. They grabbed onto the desk and pulled himself up, blepping at Meshuga.

Uh-

I changed my name due to past events that happened to me, as well. No one’s judging you.

Meshuga cut in, saving Bloodmoon with grace to keep them from responding likely inappropriately.

The name Eclipse from my experience hasn’t brought much but pain. So it’s Meshuga now. Despite the meaning of the name.

Bloodmoon quickly grinned broadly, facing Meshuga a little.

We like your name!

It’s fitting!

And intimidating in its own right!

Foreshadowing!

Just so, other..

They nodded to themselves, crouching down beside the chair and grabbing onto the back of it, keeping the three siblings in their line of sight.

—

Meshuga let just the barest of soft smiles at that, before it fell again to his usual blank expression. He looked down at Terry and rose a brow, adjusting his chair to keep facing the computer as it boot up, while giving the smaller gator room.

What? Hm… do you want toys and crafts? There’s an empty cubby for shoes over there with toys beside it.

He pointed to the side of the netted in play area, on his left. Along the wall were said cubbies, and beside it was a few large plastic toy boxes.

Terry waved at Meshuga before scampering on over to the plastic toy boxes. He was gonna be kept busy for awhile, at least. As for if he'd listen and not make too big of a mess....oh if only Meshuga knew about the art room at home. The one splattered in a massacre of different paints. There was no guarantee that stuffing wouldn't fly out of some of the plushies with how much Terry was roughly playing with them, going as far as to bite and tug on some of the limbs.

"Well...hm. Meshuga does seem to fit you more....and I suppose I would've been called Eclipse had I been a standard DCA model. I mean, technically still am one because of my AI being a fusion of a Sun and a Moon model's."

Meshuga mumbled, scooting the chair closer to the computer and focusing on it a bit, but still listened when spoken to.

My Moon was… not nice. In any aspect. Not to Sunny when he was alive, and not to me when I had my own body.

He could tell Tatsuki was somewhat similar to him. Tone wise at least.. they both spoke of their past like it didn’t truly matter. Meshuga certainly didn’t feel that way. Or at least knew he didn’t… he didn’t feel a lot of things nowadays, though. His emotional matrix has always been— skewered…

The only one I knew apart from myself I only met once. Typical Eclipse from Sun and Moon. Not from fusion, nothing good. A bad person looking to hurt them.

I met their Lunar, too. Before. He visited a few times. Then he didn’t. His Moon came to tell me he had been blown up. He stayed with me and kept me company while my Moon was preoccupied. He told me he’d come back. That he wouldn’t leave me alone with my Moon for too long.

Bloodmoon tilted their head a little when Meshuga’s lowered slightly, eye narrowing subtly as he stared at the computer screen.

He didn’t. He never answered my calls or texts. I gave up trying after my Moon died.

He leaned back against the chair again casually, rays clicking in their housing faintly as they were locked frozen into their place.

Eclipses like me often don’t get to have anything nice. We suffer for just existing. And most die.

I guess I’m one of the lucky few who doesn’t get forced to be alone.

Even if I’m stuck with this thing here.

Hey!

Tatsuki chuckled at their own double meaning, Nico realizing what the taller gator meant by that right as they finished speaking.

"Hey!! I fixed the damage I caused with my alchemy! Like you're one to talk!! All you did was dodge me!!! ....OH GOD DAMNIT!!!!"

Rose?!

Their face and chest split open in half and they ended up separating out of pure excitement, Nous still perched on the desk and Viscera ending up on the floor with a thunk.

We met her! We met her!

Viscera pulled himself back up, climbing onto the desk beside Nous. Nous looked sharper in the eyes, a more cunning and cold grin with spirals in his optics. He had a hood and sported darker clothes than Viscera. Viscera had far more reds, and had a scowl on his face, even when gaining a Cheshire Cat like devilish smile.

The universe— it drags us from wherever we are and throws us into another randomly.

And it took us to Rose one day!

We raided a military base and killed many many humans!

Viscera crowed.

—

Meshuga grumbled grumpily behind them and the relief that flooded his expression was almost like whiplash compared to his usual blank look as the daycare doors opened, Sage stepping through and blinking at the blood twins.

What’s this I hear about a military base?

He mumbled, gliding a hand over his head to push his hair back from his eyes.

We raided one!

The twins cheered in unison, both squawking when shoved off the desk harshly by Meshuga.

Get off the damn desk!

He snapped, the colorful spiral in his eye flickering before he sighed and slumped back into his chair.

—

Sage watched in silence for a moment before turning towards Nico, grinning as he adjusted his shades.

Nico! Hey! Glad to see you!

Nico grinned widely, his own tail wagging widely before reaching for Sage's hair again. He gave Sage a few quick scritches before dragging Tatsuki's attention away from the BloodTwins. Tatsuki had had a snorting fit from seeing Nous and Viscera act so excited, scrambling over each other then get shoved off of the desk. Rose must've been a great friend to the pair if these two got so giddy at just the mention of their name.

"Hello there, you're Sage, yes? I'm Tatsuki, the eldest gator sibling. Meshuga wasn't kidding, you're quite tall compared to other Monties I've seen."

Tatsuki waves at Sage before placing a hand on their hip, tail swishing behind themself. They were right on the money with their personal description of Sage's build. Like Nico's with a height that was a little closer to their own. Not by much though, Suki is thirteen feet tall after all.

Terry picked up on Sage's scent, pausing in his roughing up of some the dolls that he'd noticed. They were the generic ones that he'd seen some kids carrying around, now with their heads popped off and stuffing from some old plushies spilled on the floor. They got to their feet again, wobbling on over to Sage with one of his "kills" that looked like it had been mauled by a feral dog. He took a sniff of Sage, investigating his scent before concluding that they were okay to be around too.

—

He was only 10 feet tall, pretty much just a single foot taller than Meshuga. It was strange seeing such a hulking figure such as Tatsuki, but it didn’t bother him. He just gave a friendly smile and tipped his head up, lowering his shades to reveal very red irises that sparkled in an equally friendly look.

Howdy! And yeah… who knows why Fazbear decided on this. There was a Monty before me, but Meshuga didn’t even exist then, so.

He shrugged.

No one really knows! Not that I care, really. I like how things are.

He looked down at Terry and smiled wider, eyes crinkling.

Well— hello there, bud.

He put his weight on his knees as he bent them to somewhat get closer to the littler Gator, tail swaying a bit more.

—

Meshuga lifted his head and noticed the mutilated toy in Terry’s maw, trailing his gaze to look at the corner.

Wh—

His expression fell slightly as he saw the mess. Small for Terry. Big for the usual mess he’d see a violent kid make. The cleaning protocols he got from Sun annoyingly buzzed in him as he wheezed softly, before groaning, slumping back into his chair and shoving his hands onto his face.

Sage took notice and turned to look at Meshuga, huffing softly.

Don’t blow a fuse..

He mumbled.

He won’t. He’s blown far too many in his lifetime.

Terry did seem to register that Meshuga's cleaning protocols were going off, though he didn't quite understand the scope of why that was. A small mess for him indeed, imagine when Meshuga's told that the biggest mess he's made was back when Terry initially came under Rose's care.

".....MMMM I can feel my cleaning protocols screaming at me internally even though I know this isn't the worst I've seen. Terry's destroyed a whole room before with JUST paint, I was updated by Harvest about it."

"Harvest's Rose's friend who co-parents with her, from what I was able to see."

Nico leans over to whisper into Sage's audio processors. Doing so in a very theatrical manner.

M. Whatever. As long as the mess is kept to a minimum, I’ll clean it.

He muttered, pinching the crescent where his face separated into two different colors, rubbing gently.

—

Sage just shook his head a little and looked back at Terry, having his head tilted a little as he listened to Nico. He nodded, smirking a bit.

I can tell..

He muttered, putting his hands on his hips a little sassily.

Meshuga’s blunt, too. But not because he can’t read a room. He can read one very well..

Nico snickered at Sage' sass, a smug cat-like smirk finding its way onto his features. Terry, meanwhile, went back to chewing on the toy in his maw. More pieces of stuffing fell to the floor below him, now just staring off into space. They stayed like that until they felt the need to sit down, the wobbliness of his legs getting to him.

Is uh.. the little one okay? He seems to be having trouble being on his feet?

Nico furrowed his brows as he crouched down to meet Terry at his level. He hadn't really thought about it much given Terry was mentally 2 years-old. Wasn't even sentient for that long either. So he figured this was a normal thing for kids Terry's age.

Tatsuki had voiced their concerns about this before, letting Harvest and Rose know that they should try to help Terry get to walking on his own two feet. Harvest had been trying his best to get Terry to balance first with Rose's help. It...hadn't been as successful as they'd hoped. Poor little guy still couldn't stand for very long without his legs wobbling.

Sage crooned sympathetically, leaning down to gently pat Terry’s head with a couple soft grunts.

He’s a tough nut, it seems. I’ve never encountered an animatronic so.. young.. before.

Meshuga watched silently, furrowing his brow faintly with his otherwise unchanging expression.

Nico wasn't entirely sure on that. Terry showed signs of being able to comprehend pretty well, his speech patterns matched up with his mental age(at least, he was pretty sure that was the case). He was more positive on there being a physical issue present. Terry was the one person he couldn't pinpoint any one thing on, and he was more certain it was because of Terry being so young.

"Rose mentioned there was definitely a physical issue, possibly even a mental one. We're not one hundred percent certain on the mental issue thing though. Monty never mentioned anything when he checked our baby brother's systems."

Terry, meanwhile, cackled and grabbed onto Sage's hand. Swinging his body upwards, they were now clung onto Sage's arm like a koala.

Sage just smiled and nodded in understanding.

I’ve never encountered another Monty before.

Sage chuckled fondly as Terry grappled onto him, moving his arm to cradle Terry’s back.

Crazy thing you are, too.

He mused. Meshuga pressed his palms on the desk, tilting his head a little with a spin of his rays that lasted a solid 3 seconds.

I know you just met me.. but I’ve performed many procedures before. Before the killcode I would operate on humans sometimes. And I am still the plex’s mechanic.. I work on any damaged animatronics.

Tatsuki glanced at Sage and Terry before turning their worried expression towards Meshuga. Tapping their claws on their forearms as they draped them across their chest, they then started thumping their tail in a nervous rhythm.

"Not crazy! I wild!!"

Terry giggled and kicked at the air playfully, tail wagging rapidly.

"I hunt, I bite and bite and bite, run the rivers red!!!"

So spirited!

So young!

You will grow to be just like us!

We hope you love the taste of human flesh as you grow and blossom into a wonderful terror amongst all humanity!

They cackle excitedly, tail wagging aggressively and smacking the desk with clinks of the bells at the end of their tail, it jingly merrily.

—

Meshuga just sighed softly, shaking his head a little at the twins’ excitement. He got up and walked around to stand in front of Sage, looking down at Terry with as much a soft look he could reserve for the child to be a bit friendly, despite how empty his gaze was.

I gotta scan you real quick, bud. It’s to check for physical or internal issues. You shouldn’t feel a thing.

Terry returned BloodMoon's cackled with one of his own, a more gremlin sounding one. They then turned his attention over to Meshuga once they'd been addressed.

"Oh! Kay!"

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[Gonna try and pull one of these because I don't see anything that warrants that mature label]

< Scan complete! Found: Endo frame made of strange metal, unknown origin of balance issue however. >

The computer did its best to describe what they found. With how small Terry was, it had been hard to get precise readings on anything concerning outside of his endo frame.

Meshuga furrowed his brow slightly, fingers curling a bit more over his hips.

Maybe the struggle for balance is mostly mental, but the endo frame is putting particular difficulty into actually being able to learn how to balance again due to its weakness.

If his endo frame isn’t made of the usual metal, then I can only assume that’s the issue and it needs to be replaced with something sturdier.

Sage maneuvered Terry on his arm and pet their head, scratching their scalp gently with his claws.

Did Monty know about this?

Tatsuki hid the undertone of fury as best they could, but it was kind of hard not to be angry. If Monty knew about this, shouldn't they have said something about it!? Ugh!! They didn't understand their younger sibling at all. What was the point of hiding that information from them??

Terry started rumbling lowly from getting their scalp gently scritched at. That felt really nice, their tail had started wagging again. This time even faster than before.

"As for who built Terry's body....don't know that either! I never got to meet Terry until recently-"

"Same with me."

Great.….

Well. I don’t have a say in this, but if I may— I wouldn’t trust Montgomery with this, if he knew. The fact he didn’t know in itself is already a concern.

He grunted, continuing to eye Terry intently.

There likely isn’t a rush to get to the bottom of this. It may not hurt him, but it would probably be a great relief on his frame to have some sturdy support instead of whatever the hell is causing his endoskeleton.

Sage smiled fondly at Terry, shifting his feet when Meshuga finally stepped away from the small gator and leaned his hips back agaisnt the desk as he crossed his arms.

Terry’s body is fascinating. He has a mix of many materials making up his body. Such as blood.

The red kind.

Not oil, nothing super artificial.

We like blood, but… that is strange..

Bloodmoon narrowed their eyes with a faint look of disgust.

Meshuga tipped his head down, rays catching on his shirt’s collar and making him tilt his head back up.

Tatsuki was as close to an organic being as possible for an animatronic, having to take medication and all that. With Terry, it certainly was a mystery worth investigating into if it meant getting the little guy a sturdier frame.

"Sage big brother now!!"

Terry was very certain in his announcement, staring at Sage with a cheeky little fanged grin. He was adopting Sage as his big brother and there was nothing he could do about it.

If you say so, lil dude..

He mumbled, narrowing his eyes a bit when he heard a soft snort from Meshuga. The Eclipse had a rare smirk on his face as his eye creased, rays spinning faster.

Looks like you’ve got a little vampire for a brother now, too, Sage.

He mused, a bit smugly. The troll crouched next to him on the desk like a gargoyle glancing at him with a somewhat startled look. They knew that Meshuga acted as if they were a pestering younger sibling, and they couldn’t help the feeling of belonging with him. They were… pretty much adopted siblings as well.

—

They frowned a bit as Meshuga’s face fell to its usual emotionless look, eyes lowering.

Ugh. We are bored!

Yes— what did any of you even plan on doing while you visited?!

Tatsuki snarkily remarked, placing a clawed hand on their hip. They knew it was gonna be something downright illegal, but this is a BloodMoon they're talking to.

[BloodyRose AU]

Nico came back just as promised with two of his siblings, being Tatsuki and Terry. He promised Rose he'd keep a close eye on Terry, make sure the little guy got plenty of his energy out on the cat wheel before coming here.

"Saaaage!!! Meshugaaa!!! It's me!!! What's uuup?"

"You made a Snapcube dub reference, didn't you?"

"Caught up on it I see!"

"Not really??"

"Blegh, colors too bright, no likey!"

Perched on the security desk at the front sat a hunched over frame of a slightly oversized Bloodmoon, looking like a bored cat as their bell end tail flicked side to side slowly with impatience. The sound of the computer’s flat voice caused them to slowly turn to face the three gators, expression twisting with barely disguised disgust at the sight of the three very green animatronics.

<The portal is now on temporary shut down until it is ready for use to prevent malfunction.>

Bloodmoon grumbled to themselves, assuming the visitors weren’t a threat given they seemed to know Meshuga and Sage. They just crawled off the desk and approached warily on all fours, faceplate rotating in a few full circles.

Three Montgomery’s breaking the threshold?

Their grating doubled voice groused, clearly unhappy and territorial.

Didn’t think Magic Man would even want to be around more than the /one/.

Or anyone at all.

Just so..

They jerked a bit, their slightly prickled hackles shooting up before they eased upon seeing Meshuga step through the daycare doors. They quickly turned away and scampered towards him, standing up only to stand partially behind him and glare with clear scrutiny at the glaggle of gators.

Fool!

You know these green horror shows?!

Meshuga just sighed tiredly as if he’s dealt with Bloodmoon for far too long, waving a dismissive hand with his seemingly perpetual blankly tired expression.

One of them. The other two are siblings.

Ewww…

Behave.

Bloodmoon grumped but said nothing further, just remaining in their spot somewhat protectively with their hands on Meshuga’s arms. The Eclipse model regarded Nico with a faint nod, lifeless colorful eyes that endlessly spiraled lifting just slightly.

Nicholas. Fair seeing you again.

He seemed to be in a far better mood than the last time Nico had seen him as he briefly flicked his gaze over the other two siblings.

Tatsuki felt the need to correct the BloodMoon before them, a sense of defensive anger coming forth. Just because Teek models were also gators didn't mean they were the same exact thing as Monty models!! Teeks came before Monties, anyone who looked into the history of their dimension would know that!!!

"Woah, woah!! Easy, hermano! Don't get your boxers in a knot. We're here on friendly terms, remember?"

"Hmph!"

Once Meshuga came around, Nico felt comfortable enough to dissipate the small knife he'd conjured up in his jacket's left pocket. Ya know, since he was carrying Terry with his right arm.

"Good to see ya, Meshuga! Hehahaha! Sorry about Suki, they're a liiiittle sensitive."

"Says the gator who's about as tall as the security desk."

"DON'T CALL ME SHORT, NOT IN FRONT OF THE KID!!!"

Nico set Terry down before proceeding to try and tackle Tatsuki to the ground, only to get grabbed by the scruff of his jacket. Glaring at his beast of a sibling, he huffed and crossed his arms petulantly.

"Anyway, you said something about pinging a Sage?"

And we were supposed to know that— because….?

I’ve heard it myself from Nicholas… Montgomery having siblings is fairly rare. Especially having the amount of siblings their Monty has.

Why.. why would he need so many?

I don’t know.

Meshuga shrugged lamely, expression unchanging as he turned away to sit at the desk, after gently prying Terry off his leg, not giving the sibling-esc bickering hardly a single glance.

You’re all a bunch of green gators, nonetheless.

We’ve never heard of a— “Suki”.

Pf— sounds anime.

Snrk-

Bloodmoon tittered in amusement, not really caring at getting assessed by the smallest of the gators as they just crossed their arms and leant down to take a quick whiff of Terry’s scent to store it in their memory before turning to follow after Meshuga.

Not a Sage. Sage. That’s his name.

Meshuga muttered, just a little ticked by the phrasing.

Tatsuki hummed before getting hit with the "sounds anime" comment. Damn, they were that obvious, huh? Though Tatsuki was literally just a Japanese name they thought fit themself quite well.

"Just because I like anime and chose a Japanese name doesn't mean those two correlate! I chose the name because it fits me! Also just...shit happened and there's a chunk of time in my life that I can't even remember at all."

Tatsuki was rather blunt in the statement, not really reading the room's mood. That was a constant issue of theirs, it was hard to really gauge facial expressions and moods. And if that person didn't have a way of moving their face, say a standard DCA model, then they struggled even moreso.

Terry giggled at BloodMoon before wobbling on after Meshuga as well. Once he fell over, he went back to traveling on all fours. It was his default still and Harvest had been trying his hardest to try and help him get a better sense of balance. They grabbed onto the desk and pulled himself up, blepping at Meshuga.

Uh-

I changed my name due to past events that happened to me, as well. No one’s judging you.

Meshuga cut in, saving Bloodmoon with grace to keep them from responding likely inappropriately.

The name Eclipse from my experience hasn’t brought much but pain. So it’s Meshuga now. Despite the meaning of the name.

Bloodmoon quickly grinned broadly, facing Meshuga a little.

We like your name!

It’s fitting!

And intimidating in its own right!

Foreshadowing!

Just so, other..

They nodded to themselves, crouching down beside the chair and grabbing onto the back of it, keeping the three siblings in their line of sight.

—

Meshuga let just the barest of soft smiles at that, before it fell again to his usual blank expression. He looked down at Terry and rose a brow, adjusting his chair to keep facing the computer as it boot up, while giving the smaller gator room.

What? Hm… do you want toys and crafts? There’s an empty cubby for shoes over there with toys beside it.

He pointed to the side of the netted in play area, on his left. Along the wall were said cubbies, and beside it was a few large plastic toy boxes.

Terry waved at Meshuga before scampering on over to the plastic toy boxes. He was gonna be kept busy for awhile, at least. As for if he'd listen and not make too big of a mess....oh if only Meshuga knew about the art room at home. The one splattered in a massacre of different paints. There was no guarantee that stuffing wouldn't fly out of some of the plushies with how much Terry was roughly playing with them, going as far as to bite and tug on some of the limbs.

"Well...hm. Meshuga does seem to fit you more....and I suppose I would've been called Eclipse had I been a standard DCA model. I mean, technically still am one because of my AI being a fusion of a Sun and a Moon model's."

Meshuga mumbled, scooting the chair closer to the computer and focusing on it a bit, but still listened when spoken to.

My Moon was… not nice. In any aspect. Not to Sunny when he was alive, and not to me when I had my own body.

He could tell Tatsuki was somewhat similar to him. Tone wise at least.. they both spoke of their past like it didn’t truly matter. Meshuga certainly didn’t feel that way. Or at least knew he didn’t… he didn’t feel a lot of things nowadays, though. His emotional matrix has always been— skewered…

The only one I knew apart from myself I only met once. Typical Eclipse from Sun and Moon. Not from fusion, nothing good. A bad person looking to hurt them.

I met their Lunar, too. Before. He visited a few times. Then he didn’t. His Moon came to tell me he had been blown up. He stayed with me and kept me company while my Moon was preoccupied. He told me he’d come back. That he wouldn’t leave me alone with my Moon for too long.

Bloodmoon tilted their head a little when Meshuga’s lowered slightly, eye narrowing subtly as he stared at the computer screen.

He didn’t. He never answered my calls or texts. I gave up trying after my Moon died.

He leaned back against the chair again casually, rays clicking in their housing faintly as they were locked frozen into their place.

Eclipses like me often don’t get to have anything nice. We suffer for just existing. And most die.

I guess I’m one of the lucky few who doesn’t get forced to be alone.

Even if I’m stuck with this thing here.

Hey!

Tatsuki chuckled at their own double meaning, Nico realizing what the taller gator meant by that right as they finished speaking.

"Hey!! I fixed the damage I caused with my alchemy! Like you're one to talk!! All you did was dodge me!!! ....OH GOD DAMNIT!!!!"

Rose?!

Their face and chest split open in half and they ended up separating out of pure excitement, Nous still perched on the desk and Viscera ending up on the floor with a thunk.

We met her! We met her!

Viscera pulled himself back up, climbing onto the desk beside Nous. Nous looked sharper in the eyes, a more cunning and cold grin with spirals in his optics. He had a hood and sported darker clothes than Viscera. Viscera had far more reds, and had a scowl on his face, even when gaining a Cheshire Cat like devilish smile.

The universe— it drags us from wherever we are and throws us into another randomly.

And it took us to Rose one day!

We raided a military base and killed many many humans!

Viscera crowed.

—

Meshuga grumbled grumpily behind them and the relief that flooded his expression was almost like whiplash compared to his usual blank look as the daycare doors opened, Sage stepping through and blinking at the blood twins.

What’s this I hear about a military base?

He mumbled, gliding a hand over his head to push his hair back from his eyes.

We raided one!

The twins cheered in unison, both squawking when shoved off the desk harshly by Meshuga.

Get off the damn desk!

He snapped, the colorful spiral in his eye flickering before he sighed and slumped back into his chair.

—

Sage watched in silence for a moment before turning towards Nico, grinning as he adjusted his shades.

Nico! Hey! Glad to see you!

Nico grinned widely, his own tail wagging widely before reaching for Sage's hair again. He gave Sage a few quick scritches before dragging Tatsuki's attention away from the BloodTwins. Tatsuki had had a snorting fit from seeing Nous and Viscera act so excited, scrambling over each other then get shoved off of the desk. Rose must've been a great friend to the pair if these two got so giddy at just the mention of their name.

"Hello there, you're Sage, yes? I'm Tatsuki, the eldest gator sibling. Meshuga wasn't kidding, you're quite tall compared to other Monties I've seen."

Tatsuki waves at Sage before placing a hand on their hip, tail swishing behind themself. They were right on the money with their personal description of Sage's build. Like Nico's with a height that was a little closer to their own. Not by much though, Suki is thirteen feet tall after all.

Terry picked up on Sage's scent, pausing in his roughing up of some the dolls that he'd noticed. They were the generic ones that he'd seen some kids carrying around, now with their heads popped off and stuffing from some old plushies spilled on the floor. They got to their feet again, wobbling on over to Sage with one of his "kills" that looked like it had been mauled by a feral dog. He took a sniff of Sage, investigating his scent before concluding that they were okay to be around too.

—

He was only 10 feet tall, pretty much just a single foot taller than Meshuga. It was strange seeing such a hulking figure such as Tatsuki, but it didn’t bother him. He just gave a friendly smile and tipped his head up, lowering his shades to reveal very red irises that sparkled in an equally friendly look.

Howdy! And yeah… who knows why Fazbear decided on this. There was a Monty before me, but Meshuga didn’t even exist then, so.

He shrugged.

No one really knows! Not that I care, really. I like how things are.

He looked down at Terry and smiled wider, eyes crinkling.

Well— hello there, bud.

He put his weight on his knees as he bent them to somewhat get closer to the littler Gator, tail swaying a bit more.

—

Meshuga lifted his head and noticed the mutilated toy in Terry’s maw, trailing his gaze to look at the corner.

Wh—

His expression fell slightly as he saw the mess. Small for Terry. Big for the usual mess he’d see a violent kid make. The cleaning protocols he got from Sun annoyingly buzzed in him as he wheezed softly, before groaning, slumping back into his chair and shoving his hands onto his face.

Sage took notice and turned to look at Meshuga, huffing softly.

Don’t blow a fuse..

He mumbled.

He won’t. He’s blown far too many in his lifetime.

Terry did seem to register that Meshuga's cleaning protocols were going off, though he didn't quite understand the scope of why that was. A small mess for him indeed, imagine when Meshuga's told that the biggest mess he's made was back when Terry initially came under Rose's care.

".....MMMM I can feel my cleaning protocols screaming at me internally even though I know this isn't the worst I've seen. Terry's destroyed a whole room before with JUST paint, I was updated by Harvest about it."

"Harvest's Rose's friend who co-parents with her, from what I was able to see."

Nico leans over to whisper into Sage's audio processors. Doing so in a very theatrical manner.

M. Whatever. As long as the mess is kept to a minimum, I’ll clean it.

He muttered, pinching the crescent where his face separated into two different colors, rubbing gently.

—

Sage just shook his head a little and looked back at Terry, having his head tilted a little as he listened to Nico. He nodded, smirking a bit.

I can tell..

He muttered, putting his hands on his hips a little sassily.

Meshuga’s blunt, too. But not because he can’t read a room. He can read one very well..

Nico snickered at Sage' sass, a smug cat-like smirk finding its way onto his features. Terry, meanwhile, went back to chewing on the toy in his maw. More pieces of stuffing fell to the floor below him, now just staring off into space. They stayed like that until they felt the need to sit down, the wobbliness of his legs getting to him.

Is uh.. the little one okay? He seems to be having trouble being on his feet?

Nico furrowed his brows as he crouched down to meet Terry at his level. He hadn't really thought about it much given Terry was mentally 2 years-old. Wasn't even sentient for that long either. So he figured this was a normal thing for kids Terry's age.

Tatsuki had voiced their concerns about this before, letting Harvest and Rose know that they should try to help Terry get to walking on his own two feet. Harvest had been trying his best to get Terry to balance first with Rose's help. It...hadn't been as successful as they'd hoped. Poor little guy still couldn't stand for very long without his legs wobbling.

Sage crooned sympathetically, leaning down to gently pat Terry’s head with a couple soft grunts.

He’s a tough nut, it seems. I’ve never encountered an animatronic so.. young.. before.

Meshuga watched silently, furrowing his brow faintly with his otherwise unchanging expression.

Nico wasn't entirely sure on that. Terry showed signs of being able to comprehend pretty well, his speech patterns matched up with his mental age(at least, he was pretty sure that was the case). He was more positive on there being a physical issue present. Terry was the one person he couldn't pinpoint any one thing on, and he was more certain it was because of Terry being so young.

"Rose mentioned there was definitely a physical issue, possibly even a mental one. We're not one hundred percent certain on the mental issue thing though. Monty never mentioned anything when he checked our baby brother's systems."

Terry, meanwhile, cackled and grabbed onto Sage's hand. Swinging his body upwards, they were now clung onto Sage's arm like a koala.

Sage just smiled and nodded in understanding.

I’ve never encountered another Monty before.

Sage chuckled fondly as Terry grappled onto him, moving his arm to cradle Terry’s back.

Crazy thing you are, too.

He mused. Meshuga pressed his palms on the desk, tilting his head a little with a spin of his rays that lasted a solid 3 seconds.

I know you just met me.. but I’ve performed many procedures before. Before the killcode I would operate on humans sometimes. And I am still the plex’s mechanic.. I work on any damaged animatronics.

Tatsuki glanced at Sage and Terry before turning their worried expression towards Meshuga. Tapping their claws on their forearms as they draped them across their chest, they then started thumping their tail in a nervous rhythm.

"Not crazy! I wild!!"

Terry giggled and kicked at the air playfully, tail wagging rapidly.

"I hunt, I bite and bite and bite, run the rivers red!!!"

So spirited!

So young!

You will grow to be just like us!

We hope you love the taste of human flesh as you grow and blossom into a wonderful terror amongst all humanity!

They cackle excitedly, tail wagging aggressively and smacking the desk with clinks of the bells at the end of their tail, it jingly merrily.

—

Meshuga just sighed softly, shaking his head a little at the twins’ excitement. He got up and walked around to stand in front of Sage, looking down at Terry with as much a soft look he could reserve for the child to be a bit friendly, despite how empty his gaze was.

I gotta scan you real quick, bud. It’s to check for physical or internal issues. You shouldn’t feel a thing.

Terry returned BloodMoon's cackled with one of his own, a more gremlin sounding one. They then turned his attention over to Meshuga once they'd been addressed.

"Oh! Kay!"

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[Gonna try and pull one of these because I don't see anything that warrants that mature label]

< Scan complete! Found: Endo frame made of strange metal, unknown origin of balance issue however. >

The computer did its best to describe what they found. With how small Terry was, it had been hard to get precise readings on anything concerning outside of his endo frame.

Meshuga furrowed his brow slightly, fingers curling a bit more over his hips.

Maybe the struggle for balance is mostly mental, but the endo frame is putting particular difficulty into actually being able to learn how to balance again due to its weakness.

If his endo frame isn’t made of the usual metal, then I can only assume that’s the issue and it needs to be replaced with something sturdier.

Sage maneuvered Terry on his arm and pet their head, scratching their scalp gently with his claws.

Did Monty know about this?

Tatsuki hid the undertone of fury as best they could, but it was kind of hard not to be angry. If Monty knew about this, shouldn't they have said something about it!? Ugh!! They didn't understand their younger sibling at all. What was the point of hiding that information from them??

Terry started rumbling lowly from getting their scalp gently scritched at. That felt really nice, their tail had started wagging again. This time even faster than before.

"As for who built Terry's body....don't know that either! I never got to meet Terry until recently-"

"Same with me."

Great.….

Well. I don’t have a say in this, but if I may— I wouldn’t trust Montgomery with this, if he knew. The fact he didn’t know in itself is already a concern.

He grunted, continuing to eye Terry intently.

There likely isn’t a rush to get to the bottom of this. It may not hurt him, but it would probably be a great relief on his frame to have some sturdy support instead of whatever the hell is causing his endoskeleton.

Sage smiled fondly at Terry, shifting his feet when Meshuga finally stepped away from the small gator and leaned his hips back agaisnt the desk as he crossed his arms.

Terry’s body is fascinating. He has a mix of many materials making up his body. Such as blood.

The red kind.

Not oil, nothing super artificial.

We like blood, but… that is strange..

Bloodmoon narrowed their eyes with a faint look of disgust.

Meshuga tipped his head down, rays catching on his shirt’s collar and making him tilt his head back up.

Tatsuki was as close to an organic being as possible for an animatronic, having to take medication and all that. With Terry, it certainly was a mystery worth investigating into if it meant getting the little guy a sturdier frame.

"Sage big brother now!!"

Terry was very certain in his announcement, staring at Sage with a cheeky little fanged grin. He was adopting Sage as his big brother and there was nothing he could do about it.

[BloodyRose AU]

Nico came back just as promised with two of his siblings, being Tatsuki and Terry. He promised Rose he'd keep a close eye on Terry, make sure the little guy got plenty of his energy out on the cat wheel before coming here.

"Saaaage!!! Meshugaaa!!! It's me!!! What's uuup?"

"You made a Snapcube dub reference, didn't you?"

"Caught up on it I see!"

"Not really??"

"Blegh, colors too bright, no likey!"

Perched on the security desk at the front sat a hunched over frame of a slightly oversized Bloodmoon, looking like a bored cat as their bell end tail flicked side to side slowly with impatience. The sound of the computer’s flat voice caused them to slowly turn to face the three gators, expression twisting with barely disguised disgust at the sight of the three very green animatronics.

<The portal is now on temporary shut down until it is ready for use to prevent malfunction.>

Bloodmoon grumbled to themselves, assuming the visitors weren’t a threat given they seemed to know Meshuga and Sage. They just crawled off the desk and approached warily on all fours, faceplate rotating in a few full circles.

Three Montgomery’s breaking the threshold?

Their grating doubled voice groused, clearly unhappy and territorial.

Didn’t think Magic Man would even want to be around more than the /one/.

Or anyone at all.

Just so..

They jerked a bit, their slightly prickled hackles shooting up before they eased upon seeing Meshuga step through the daycare doors. They quickly turned away and scampered towards him, standing up only to stand partially behind him and glare with clear scrutiny at the glaggle of gators.

Fool!

You know these green horror shows?!

Meshuga just sighed tiredly as if he’s dealt with Bloodmoon for far too long, waving a dismissive hand with his seemingly perpetual blankly tired expression.

One of them. The other two are siblings.

Ewww…

Behave.

Bloodmoon grumped but said nothing further, just remaining in their spot somewhat protectively with their hands on Meshuga’s arms. The Eclipse model regarded Nico with a faint nod, lifeless colorful eyes that endlessly spiraled lifting just slightly.

Nicholas. Fair seeing you again.

He seemed to be in a far better mood than the last time Nico had seen him as he briefly flicked his gaze over the other two siblings.

Tatsuki felt the need to correct the BloodMoon before them, a sense of defensive anger coming forth. Just because Teek models were also gators didn't mean they were the same exact thing as Monty models!! Teeks came before Monties, anyone who looked into the history of their dimension would know that!!!

"Woah, woah!! Easy, hermano! Don't get your boxers in a knot. We're here on friendly terms, remember?"

"Hmph!"

Once Meshuga came around, Nico felt comfortable enough to dissipate the small knife he'd conjured up in his jacket's left pocket. Ya know, since he was carrying Terry with his right arm.

"Good to see ya, Meshuga! Hehahaha! Sorry about Suki, they're a liiiittle sensitive."

"Says the gator who's about as tall as the security desk."

"DON'T CALL ME SHORT, NOT IN FRONT OF THE KID!!!"

Nico set Terry down before proceeding to try and tackle Tatsuki to the ground, only to get grabbed by the scruff of his jacket. Glaring at his beast of a sibling, he huffed and crossed his arms petulantly.

"Anyway, you said something about pinging a Sage?"

And we were supposed to know that— because….?

I’ve heard it myself from Nicholas… Montgomery having siblings is fairly rare. Especially having the amount of siblings their Monty has.

Why.. why would he need so many?

I don’t know.

Meshuga shrugged lamely, expression unchanging as he turned away to sit at the desk, after gently prying Terry off his leg, not giving the sibling-esc bickering hardly a single glance.

You’re all a bunch of green gators, nonetheless.

We’ve never heard of a— “Suki”.

Pf— sounds anime.

Snrk-

Bloodmoon tittered in amusement, not really caring at getting assessed by the smallest of the gators as they just crossed their arms and leant down to take a quick whiff of Terry’s scent to store it in their memory before turning to follow after Meshuga.

Not a Sage. Sage. That’s his name.

Meshuga muttered, just a little ticked by the phrasing.

Tatsuki hummed before getting hit with the "sounds anime" comment. Damn, they were that obvious, huh? Though Tatsuki was literally just a Japanese name they thought fit themself quite well.

"Just because I like anime and chose a Japanese name doesn't mean those two correlate! I chose the name because it fits me! Also just...shit happened and there's a chunk of time in my life that I can't even remember at all."

Tatsuki was rather blunt in the statement, not really reading the room's mood. That was a constant issue of theirs, it was hard to really gauge facial expressions and moods. And if that person didn't have a way of moving their face, say a standard DCA model, then they struggled even moreso.

Terry giggled at BloodMoon before wobbling on after Meshuga as well. Once he fell over, he went back to traveling on all fours. It was his default still and Harvest had been trying his hardest to try and help him get a better sense of balance. They grabbed onto the desk and pulled himself up, blepping at Meshuga.

Uh-

I changed my name due to past events that happened to me, as well. No one’s judging you.

Meshuga cut in, saving Bloodmoon with grace to keep them from responding likely inappropriately.

The name Eclipse from my experience hasn’t brought much but pain. So it’s Meshuga now. Despite the meaning of the name.

Bloodmoon quickly grinned broadly, facing Meshuga a little.

We like your name!

It’s fitting!

And intimidating in its own right!

Foreshadowing!

Just so, other..

They nodded to themselves, crouching down beside the chair and grabbing onto the back of it, keeping the three siblings in their line of sight.

—

Meshuga let just the barest of soft smiles at that, before it fell again to his usual blank expression. He looked down at Terry and rose a brow, adjusting his chair to keep facing the computer as it boot up, while giving the smaller gator room.

What? Hm… do you want toys and crafts? There’s an empty cubby for shoes over there with toys beside it.

He pointed to the side of the netted in play area, on his left. Along the wall were said cubbies, and beside it was a few large plastic toy boxes.

Terry waved at Meshuga before scampering on over to the plastic toy boxes. He was gonna be kept busy for awhile, at least. As for if he'd listen and not make too big of a mess....oh if only Meshuga knew about the art room at home. The one splattered in a massacre of different paints. There was no guarantee that stuffing wouldn't fly out of some of the plushies with how much Terry was roughly playing with them, going as far as to bite and tug on some of the limbs.

"Well...hm. Meshuga does seem to fit you more....and I suppose I would've been called Eclipse had I been a standard DCA model. I mean, technically still am one because of my AI being a fusion of a Sun and a Moon model's."

Meshuga mumbled, scooting the chair closer to the computer and focusing on it a bit, but still listened when spoken to.

My Moon was… not nice. In any aspect. Not to Sunny when he was alive, and not to me when I had my own body.

He could tell Tatsuki was somewhat similar to him. Tone wise at least.. they both spoke of their past like it didn’t truly matter. Meshuga certainly didn’t feel that way. Or at least knew he didn’t… he didn’t feel a lot of things nowadays, though. His emotional matrix has always been— skewered…

The only one I knew apart from myself I only met once. Typical Eclipse from Sun and Moon. Not from fusion, nothing good. A bad person looking to hurt them.

I met their Lunar, too. Before. He visited a few times. Then he didn’t. His Moon came to tell me he had been blown up. He stayed with me and kept me company while my Moon was preoccupied. He told me he’d come back. That he wouldn’t leave me alone with my Moon for too long.

Bloodmoon tilted their head a little when Meshuga’s lowered slightly, eye narrowing subtly as he stared at the computer screen.

He didn’t. He never answered my calls or texts. I gave up trying after my Moon died.

He leaned back against the chair again casually, rays clicking in their housing faintly as they were locked frozen into their place.

Eclipses like me often don’t get to have anything nice. We suffer for just existing. And most die.

I guess I’m one of the lucky few who doesn’t get forced to be alone.

Even if I’m stuck with this thing here.

Hey!

Tatsuki chuckled at their own double meaning, Nico realizing what the taller gator meant by that right as they finished speaking.

"Hey!! I fixed the damage I caused with my alchemy! Like you're one to talk!! All you did was dodge me!!! ....OH GOD DAMNIT!!!!"

Rose?!

Their face and chest split open in half and they ended up separating out of pure excitement, Nous still perched on the desk and Viscera ending up on the floor with a thunk.

We met her! We met her!

Viscera pulled himself back up, climbing onto the desk beside Nous. Nous looked sharper in the eyes, a more cunning and cold grin with spirals in his optics. He had a hood and sported darker clothes than Viscera. Viscera had far more reds, and had a scowl on his face, even when gaining a Cheshire Cat like devilish smile.

The universe— it drags us from wherever we are and throws us into another randomly.

And it took us to Rose one day!

We raided a military base and killed many many humans!

Viscera crowed.

—

Meshuga grumbled grumpily behind them and the relief that flooded his expression was almost like whiplash compared to his usual blank look as the daycare doors opened, Sage stepping through and blinking at the blood twins.

What’s this I hear about a military base?

He mumbled, gliding a hand over his head to push his hair back from his eyes.

We raided one!

The twins cheered in unison, both squawking when shoved off the desk harshly by Meshuga.

Get off the damn desk!

He snapped, the colorful spiral in his eye flickering before he sighed and slumped back into his chair.

—

Sage watched in silence for a moment before turning towards Nico, grinning as he adjusted his shades.

Nico! Hey! Glad to see you!

Nico grinned widely, his own tail wagging widely before reaching for Sage's hair again. He gave Sage a few quick scritches before dragging Tatsuki's attention away from the BloodTwins. Tatsuki had had a snorting fit from seeing Nous and Viscera act so excited, scrambling over each other then get shoved off of the desk. Rose must've been a great friend to the pair if these two got so giddy at just the mention of their name.

"Hello there, you're Sage, yes? I'm Tatsuki, the eldest gator sibling. Meshuga wasn't kidding, you're quite tall compared to other Monties I've seen."

Tatsuki waves at Sage before placing a hand on their hip, tail swishing behind themself. They were right on the money with their personal description of Sage's build. Like Nico's with a height that was a little closer to their own. Not by much though, Suki is thirteen feet tall after all.

Terry picked up on Sage's scent, pausing in his roughing up of some the dolls that he'd noticed. They were the generic ones that he'd seen some kids carrying around, now with their heads popped off and stuffing from some old plushies spilled on the floor. They got to their feet again, wobbling on over to Sage with one of his "kills" that looked like it had been mauled by a feral dog. He took a sniff of Sage, investigating his scent before concluding that they were okay to be around too.

—

He was only 10 feet tall, pretty much just a single foot taller than Meshuga. It was strange seeing such a hulking figure such as Tatsuki, but it didn’t bother him. He just gave a friendly smile and tipped his head up, lowering his shades to reveal very red irises that sparkled in an equally friendly look.

Howdy! And yeah… who knows why Fazbear decided on this. There was a Monty before me, but Meshuga didn’t even exist then, so.

He shrugged.

No one really knows! Not that I care, really. I like how things are.

He looked down at Terry and smiled wider, eyes crinkling.

Well— hello there, bud.

He put his weight on his knees as he bent them to somewhat get closer to the littler Gator, tail swaying a bit more.

—

Meshuga lifted his head and noticed the mutilated toy in Terry’s maw, trailing his gaze to look at the corner.

Wh—

His expression fell slightly as he saw the mess. Small for Terry. Big for the usual mess he’d see a violent kid make. The cleaning protocols he got from Sun annoyingly buzzed in him as he wheezed softly, before groaning, slumping back into his chair and shoving his hands onto his face.

Sage took notice and turned to look at Meshuga, huffing softly.

Don’t blow a fuse..

He mumbled.

He won’t. He’s blown far too many in his lifetime.

Terry did seem to register that Meshuga's cleaning protocols were going off, though he didn't quite understand the scope of why that was. A small mess for him indeed, imagine when Meshuga's told that the biggest mess he's made was back when Terry initially came under Rose's care.

".....MMMM I can feel my cleaning protocols screaming at me internally even though I know this isn't the worst I've seen. Terry's destroyed a whole room before with JUST paint, I was updated by Harvest about it."

"Harvest's Rose's friend who co-parents with her, from what I was able to see."

Nico leans over to whisper into Sage's audio processors. Doing so in a very theatrical manner.

M. Whatever. As long as the mess is kept to a minimum, I’ll clean it.

He muttered, pinching the crescent where his face separated into two different colors, rubbing gently.

—

Sage just shook his head a little and looked back at Terry, having his head tilted a little as he listened to Nico. He nodded, smirking a bit.

I can tell..

He muttered, putting his hands on his hips a little sassily.

Meshuga’s blunt, too. But not because he can’t read a room. He can read one very well..

Nico snickered at Sage' sass, a smug cat-like smirk finding its way onto his features. Terry, meanwhile, went back to chewing on the toy in his maw. More pieces of stuffing fell to the floor below him, now just staring off into space. They stayed like that until they felt the need to sit down, the wobbliness of his legs getting to him.

Is uh.. the little one okay? He seems to be having trouble being on his feet?

Nico furrowed his brows as he crouched down to meet Terry at his level. He hadn't really thought about it much given Terry was mentally 2 years-old. Wasn't even sentient for that long either. So he figured this was a normal thing for kids Terry's age.

Tatsuki had voiced their concerns about this before, letting Harvest and Rose know that they should try to help Terry get to walking on his own two feet. Harvest had been trying his best to get Terry to balance first with Rose's help. It...hadn't been as successful as they'd hoped. Poor little guy still couldn't stand for very long without his legs wobbling.

Sage crooned sympathetically, leaning down to gently pat Terry’s head with a couple soft grunts.

He’s a tough nut, it seems. I’ve never encountered an animatronic so.. young.. before.

Meshuga watched silently, furrowing his brow faintly with his otherwise unchanging expression.

Nico wasn't entirely sure on that. Terry showed signs of being able to comprehend pretty well, his speech patterns matched up with his mental age(at least, he was pretty sure that was the case). He was more positive on there being a physical issue present. Terry was the one person he couldn't pinpoint any one thing on, and he was more certain it was because of Terry being so young.

"Rose mentioned there was definitely a physical issue, possibly even a mental one. We're not one hundred percent certain on the mental issue thing though. Monty never mentioned anything when he checked our baby brother's systems."

Terry, meanwhile, cackled and grabbed onto Sage's hand. Swinging his body upwards, they were now clung onto Sage's arm like a koala.

Sage just smiled and nodded in understanding.

I’ve never encountered another Monty before.

Sage chuckled fondly as Terry grappled onto him, moving his arm to cradle Terry’s back.

Crazy thing you are, too.

He mused. Meshuga pressed his palms on the desk, tilting his head a little with a spin of his rays that lasted a solid 3 seconds.

I know you just met me.. but I’ve performed many procedures before. Before the killcode I would operate on humans sometimes. And I am still the plex’s mechanic.. I work on any damaged animatronics.

Tatsuki glanced at Sage and Terry before turning their worried expression towards Meshuga. Tapping their claws on their forearms as they draped them across their chest, they then started thumping their tail in a nervous rhythm.

"Not crazy! I wild!!"

Terry giggled and kicked at the air playfully, tail wagging rapidly.

"I hunt, I bite and bite and bite, run the rivers red!!!"

So spirited!

So young!

You will grow to be just like us!

We hope you love the taste of human flesh as you grow and blossom into a wonderful terror amongst all humanity!

They cackle excitedly, tail wagging aggressively and smacking the desk with clinks of the bells at the end of their tail, it jingly merrily.

—

Meshuga just sighed softly, shaking his head a little at the twins’ excitement. He got up and walked around to stand in front of Sage, looking down at Terry with as much a soft look he could reserve for the child to be a bit friendly, despite how empty his gaze was.

I gotta scan you real quick, bud. It’s to check for physical or internal issues. You shouldn’t feel a thing.

Terry returned BloodMoon's cackled with one of his own, a more gremlin sounding one. They then turned his attention over to Meshuga once they'd been addressed.

"Oh! Kay!"

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[Gonna try and pull one of these because I don't see anything that warrants that mature label]

< Scan complete! Found: Endo frame made of strange metal, unknown origin of balance issue however. >

The computer did its best to describe what they found. With how small Terry was, it had been hard to get precise readings on anything concerning outside of his endo frame.

Meshuga furrowed his brow slightly, fingers curling a bit more over his hips.

Maybe the struggle for balance is mostly mental, but the endo frame is putting particular difficulty into actually being able to learn how to balance again due to its weakness.

If his endo frame isn’t made of the usual metal, then I can only assume that’s the issue and it needs to be replaced with something sturdier.

Sage maneuvered Terry on his arm and pet their head, scratching their scalp gently with his claws.

Did Monty know about this?

Tatsuki hid the undertone of fury as best they could, but it was kind of hard not to be angry. If Monty knew about this, shouldn't they have said something about it!? Ugh!! They didn't understand their younger sibling at all. What was the point of hiding that information from them??

Terry started rumbling lowly from getting their scalp gently scritched at. That felt really nice, their tail had started wagging again. This time even faster than before.

"As for who built Terry's body....don't know that either! I never got to meet Terry until recently-"

"Same with me."

[BloodyRose AU]

Nico came back just as promised with two of his siblings, being Tatsuki and Terry. He promised Rose he'd keep a close eye on Terry, make sure the little guy got plenty of his energy out on the cat wheel before coming here.

"Saaaage!!! Meshugaaa!!! It's me!!! What's uuup?"

"You made a Snapcube dub reference, didn't you?"

"Caught up on it I see!"

"Not really??"

"Blegh, colors too bright, no likey!"

Perched on the security desk at the front sat a hunched over frame of a slightly oversized Bloodmoon, looking like a bored cat as their bell end tail flicked side to side slowly with impatience. The sound of the computer’s flat voice caused them to slowly turn to face the three gators, expression twisting with barely disguised disgust at the sight of the three very green animatronics.

<The portal is now on temporary shut down until it is ready for use to prevent malfunction.>

Bloodmoon grumbled to themselves, assuming the visitors weren’t a threat given they seemed to know Meshuga and Sage. They just crawled off the desk and approached warily on all fours, faceplate rotating in a few full circles.

Three Montgomery’s breaking the threshold?

Their grating doubled voice groused, clearly unhappy and territorial.

Didn’t think Magic Man would even want to be around more than the /one/.

Or anyone at all.

Just so..

They jerked a bit, their slightly prickled hackles shooting up before they eased upon seeing Meshuga step through the daycare doors. They quickly turned away and scampered towards him, standing up only to stand partially behind him and glare with clear scrutiny at the glaggle of gators.

Fool!

You know these green horror shows?!

Meshuga just sighed tiredly as if he’s dealt with Bloodmoon for far too long, waving a dismissive hand with his seemingly perpetual blankly tired expression.

One of them. The other two are siblings.

Ewww…

Behave.

Bloodmoon grumped but said nothing further, just remaining in their spot somewhat protectively with their hands on Meshuga’s arms. The Eclipse model regarded Nico with a faint nod, lifeless colorful eyes that endlessly spiraled lifting just slightly.

Nicholas. Fair seeing you again.

He seemed to be in a far better mood than the last time Nico had seen him as he briefly flicked his gaze over the other two siblings.

Tatsuki felt the need to correct the BloodMoon before them, a sense of defensive anger coming forth. Just because Teek models were also gators didn't mean they were the same exact thing as Monty models!! Teeks came before Monties, anyone who looked into the history of their dimension would know that!!!

"Woah, woah!! Easy, hermano! Don't get your boxers in a knot. We're here on friendly terms, remember?"

"Hmph!"

Once Meshuga came around, Nico felt comfortable enough to dissipate the small knife he'd conjured up in his jacket's left pocket. Ya know, since he was carrying Terry with his right arm.

"Good to see ya, Meshuga! Hehahaha! Sorry about Suki, they're a liiiittle sensitive."

"Says the gator who's about as tall as the security desk."

"DON'T CALL ME SHORT, NOT IN FRONT OF THE KID!!!"

Nico set Terry down before proceeding to try and tackle Tatsuki to the ground, only to get grabbed by the scruff of his jacket. Glaring at his beast of a sibling, he huffed and crossed his arms petulantly.

"Anyway, you said something about pinging a Sage?"

And we were supposed to know that— because….?

I’ve heard it myself from Nicholas… Montgomery having siblings is fairly rare. Especially having the amount of siblings their Monty has.

Why.. why would he need so many?

I don’t know.

Meshuga shrugged lamely, expression unchanging as he turned away to sit at the desk, after gently prying Terry off his leg, not giving the sibling-esc bickering hardly a single glance.

You’re all a bunch of green gators, nonetheless.

We’ve never heard of a— “Suki”.

Pf— sounds anime.

Snrk-

Bloodmoon tittered in amusement, not really caring at getting assessed by the smallest of the gators as they just crossed their arms and leant down to take a quick whiff of Terry’s scent to store it in their memory before turning to follow after Meshuga.

Not a Sage. Sage. That’s his name.

Meshuga muttered, just a little ticked by the phrasing.

Tatsuki hummed before getting hit with the "sounds anime" comment. Damn, they were that obvious, huh? Though Tatsuki was literally just a Japanese name they thought fit themself quite well.

"Just because I like anime and chose a Japanese name doesn't mean those two correlate! I chose the name because it fits me! Also just...shit happened and there's a chunk of time in my life that I can't even remember at all."

Tatsuki was rather blunt in the statement, not really reading the room's mood. That was a constant issue of theirs, it was hard to really gauge facial expressions and moods. And if that person didn't have a way of moving their face, say a standard DCA model, then they struggled even moreso.

Terry giggled at BloodMoon before wobbling on after Meshuga as well. Once he fell over, he went back to traveling on all fours. It was his default still and Harvest had been trying his hardest to try and help him get a better sense of balance. They grabbed onto the desk and pulled himself up, blepping at Meshuga.

Uh-

I changed my name due to past events that happened to me, as well. No one’s judging you.

Meshuga cut in, saving Bloodmoon with grace to keep them from responding likely inappropriately.

The name Eclipse from my experience hasn’t brought much but pain. So it’s Meshuga now. Despite the meaning of the name.

Bloodmoon quickly grinned broadly, facing Meshuga a little.

We like your name!

It’s fitting!

And intimidating in its own right!

Foreshadowing!

Just so, other..

They nodded to themselves, crouching down beside the chair and grabbing onto the back of it, keeping the three siblings in their line of sight.

—

Meshuga let just the barest of soft smiles at that, before it fell again to his usual blank expression. He looked down at Terry and rose a brow, adjusting his chair to keep facing the computer as it boot up, while giving the smaller gator room.

What? Hm… do you want toys and crafts? There’s an empty cubby for shoes over there with toys beside it.

He pointed to the side of the netted in play area, on his left. Along the wall were said cubbies, and beside it was a few large plastic toy boxes.

Terry waved at Meshuga before scampering on over to the plastic toy boxes. He was gonna be kept busy for awhile, at least. As for if he'd listen and not make too big of a mess....oh if only Meshuga knew about the art room at home. The one splattered in a massacre of different paints. There was no guarantee that stuffing wouldn't fly out of some of the plushies with how much Terry was roughly playing with them, going as far as to bite and tug on some of the limbs.

"Well...hm. Meshuga does seem to fit you more....and I suppose I would've been called Eclipse had I been a standard DCA model. I mean, technically still am one because of my AI being a fusion of a Sun and a Moon model's."

Meshuga mumbled, scooting the chair closer to the computer and focusing on it a bit, but still listened when spoken to.

My Moon was… not nice. In any aspect. Not to Sunny when he was alive, and not to me when I had my own body.

He could tell Tatsuki was somewhat similar to him. Tone wise at least.. they both spoke of their past like it didn’t truly matter. Meshuga certainly didn’t feel that way. Or at least knew he didn’t… he didn’t feel a lot of things nowadays, though. His emotional matrix has always been— skewered…

The only one I knew apart from myself I only met once. Typical Eclipse from Sun and Moon. Not from fusion, nothing good. A bad person looking to hurt them.

I met their Lunar, too. Before. He visited a few times. Then he didn’t. His Moon came to tell me he had been blown up. He stayed with me and kept me company while my Moon was preoccupied. He told me he’d come back. That he wouldn’t leave me alone with my Moon for too long.

Bloodmoon tilted their head a little when Meshuga’s lowered slightly, eye narrowing subtly as he stared at the computer screen.

He didn’t. He never answered my calls or texts. I gave up trying after my Moon died.

He leaned back against the chair again casually, rays clicking in their housing faintly as they were locked frozen into their place.

Eclipses like me often don’t get to have anything nice. We suffer for just existing. And most die.

I guess I’m one of the lucky few who doesn’t get forced to be alone.

Even if I’m stuck with this thing here.

Hey!

Tatsuki chuckled at their own double meaning, Nico realizing what the taller gator meant by that right as they finished speaking.

"Hey!! I fixed the damage I caused with my alchemy! Like you're one to talk!! All you did was dodge me!!! ....OH GOD DAMNIT!!!!"

Rose?!

Their face and chest split open in half and they ended up separating out of pure excitement, Nous still perched on the desk and Viscera ending up on the floor with a thunk.

We met her! We met her!

Viscera pulled himself back up, climbing onto the desk beside Nous. Nous looked sharper in the eyes, a more cunning and cold grin with spirals in his optics. He had a hood and sported darker clothes than Viscera. Viscera had far more reds, and had a scowl on his face, even when gaining a Cheshire Cat like devilish smile.

The universe— it drags us from wherever we are and throws us into another randomly.

And it took us to Rose one day!

We raided a military base and killed many many humans!

Viscera crowed.

—

Meshuga grumbled grumpily behind them and the relief that flooded his expression was almost like whiplash compared to his usual blank look as the daycare doors opened, Sage stepping through and blinking at the blood twins.

What’s this I hear about a military base?

He mumbled, gliding a hand over his head to push his hair back from his eyes.

We raided one!

The twins cheered in unison, both squawking when shoved off the desk harshly by Meshuga.

Get off the damn desk!

He snapped, the colorful spiral in his eye flickering before he sighed and slumped back into his chair.

—

Sage watched in silence for a moment before turning towards Nico, grinning as he adjusted his shades.

Nico! Hey! Glad to see you!

Nico grinned widely, his own tail wagging widely before reaching for Sage's hair again. He gave Sage a few quick scritches before dragging Tatsuki's attention away from the BloodTwins. Tatsuki had had a snorting fit from seeing Nous and Viscera act so excited, scrambling over each other then get shoved off of the desk. Rose must've been a great friend to the pair if these two got so giddy at just the mention of their name.

"Hello there, you're Sage, yes? I'm Tatsuki, the eldest gator sibling. Meshuga wasn't kidding, you're quite tall compared to other Monties I've seen."

Tatsuki waves at Sage before placing a hand on their hip, tail swishing behind themself. They were right on the money with their personal description of Sage's build. Like Nico's with a height that was a little closer to their own. Not by much though, Suki is thirteen feet tall after all.

Terry picked up on Sage's scent, pausing in his roughing up of some the dolls that he'd noticed. They were the generic ones that he'd seen some kids carrying around, now with their heads popped off and stuffing from some old plushies spilled on the floor. They got to their feet again, wobbling on over to Sage with one of his "kills" that looked like it had been mauled by a feral dog. He took a sniff of Sage, investigating his scent before concluding that they were okay to be around too.

—

He was only 10 feet tall, pretty much just a single foot taller than Meshuga. It was strange seeing such a hulking figure such as Tatsuki, but it didn’t bother him. He just gave a friendly smile and tipped his head up, lowering his shades to reveal very red irises that sparkled in an equally friendly look.

Howdy! And yeah… who knows why Fazbear decided on this. There was a Monty before me, but Meshuga didn’t even exist then, so.

He shrugged.

No one really knows! Not that I care, really. I like how things are.

He looked down at Terry and smiled wider, eyes crinkling.

Well— hello there, bud.

He put his weight on his knees as he bent them to somewhat get closer to the littler Gator, tail swaying a bit more.

—

Meshuga lifted his head and noticed the mutilated toy in Terry’s maw, trailing his gaze to look at the corner.

Wh—

His expression fell slightly as he saw the mess. Small for Terry. Big for the usual mess he’d see a violent kid make. The cleaning protocols he got from Sun annoyingly buzzed in him as he wheezed softly, before groaning, slumping back into his chair and shoving his hands onto his face.

Sage took notice and turned to look at Meshuga, huffing softly.

Don’t blow a fuse..

He mumbled.

He won’t. He’s blown far too many in his lifetime.

Terry did seem to register that Meshuga's cleaning protocols were going off, though he didn't quite understand the scope of why that was. A small mess for him indeed, imagine when Meshuga's told that the biggest mess he's made was back when Terry initially came under Rose's care.

".....MMMM I can feel my cleaning protocols screaming at me internally even though I know this isn't the worst I've seen. Terry's destroyed a whole room before with JUST paint, I was updated by Harvest about it."

"Harvest's Rose's friend who co-parents with her, from what I was able to see."

Nico leans over to whisper into Sage's audio processors. Doing so in a very theatrical manner.

M. Whatever. As long as the mess is kept to a minimum, I’ll clean it.

He muttered, pinching the crescent where his face separated into two different colors, rubbing gently.

—

Sage just shook his head a little and looked back at Terry, having his head tilted a little as he listened to Nico. He nodded, smirking a bit.

I can tell..

He muttered, putting his hands on his hips a little sassily.

Meshuga’s blunt, too. But not because he can’t read a room. He can read one very well..

Nico snickered at Sage' sass, a smug cat-like smirk finding its way onto his features. Terry, meanwhile, went back to chewing on the toy in his maw. More pieces of stuffing fell to the floor below him, now just staring off into space. They stayed like that until they felt the need to sit down, the wobbliness of his legs getting to him.

Is uh.. the little one okay? He seems to be having trouble being on his feet?

Nico furrowed his brows as he crouched down to meet Terry at his level. He hadn't really thought about it much given Terry was mentally 2 years-old. Wasn't even sentient for that long either. So he figured this was a normal thing for kids Terry's age.

Tatsuki had voiced their concerns about this before, letting Harvest and Rose know that they should try to help Terry get to walking on his own two feet. Harvest had been trying his best to get Terry to balance first with Rose's help. It...hadn't been as successful as they'd hoped. Poor little guy still couldn't stand for very long without his legs wobbling.

Sage crooned sympathetically, leaning down to gently pat Terry’s head with a couple soft grunts.

He’s a tough nut, it seems. I’ve never encountered an animatronic so.. young.. before.

Meshuga watched silently, furrowing his brow faintly with his otherwise unchanging expression.

Nico wasn't entirely sure on that. Terry showed signs of being able to comprehend pretty well, his speech patterns matched up with his mental age(at least, he was pretty sure that was the case). He was more positive on there being a physical issue present. Terry was the one person he couldn't pinpoint any one thing on, and he was more certain it was because of Terry being so young.

"Rose mentioned there was definitely a physical issue, possibly even a mental one. We're not one hundred percent certain on the mental issue thing though. Monty never mentioned anything when he checked our baby brother's systems."

Terry, meanwhile, cackled and grabbed onto Sage's hand. Swinging his body upwards, they were now clung onto Sage's arm like a koala.