One
A blip for what Theater Staff Reader would be like.
Daycare Attendants & Theater Staff Reader
Warnings â
â reader is (gn) gender neutral, cussing, Moon being a gremlin. â
You were working night shift.
Why are you working the night shift?
Oh, well. Thing is, you also kinda cover the daycare too and have to make sure that there was enough stock for the arts and crafts supplies.
You work in the theater area by the way.
Freddy Fazbear Pizzerias had a record for hiring very few human staff and expecting â¨amazing⨠results. Also for being the weirdest/creepiest place to work at.
Amazing results? Not in this economy. You thought as you were checking the list.
You've been in the daycare multiple times now.
And yeah, not really a great start with the Daycare Attendants but eventually you all learned how to tolerate each other, now somewhat friends? Something close to it. At least you hope so..
Back to the present, you were doing stock in the daycare and writing down what needed a refill.
Mostly crayons.
It was weird that one of the Daycare Attendants didn't show up to bug you, but you were kind of relieved that you didn't have to hear either of them tell you how to do your job.
You always wondered how their AI was set up.
The two were quite sassy when they wanted to be, which was most of the time, and they liked playing pranks on you.
You don't mind much.
Sure, some of the pranks are a little much but they are stuck in a building with no real choice and it's all they know. You will, however, let them know when they are being little shits.
As you are writing, the lights turn off.
"Come ooooon.", you groan and grab the flashlight on your belt. "I swear, I'm just going to wire in solar panels so this place can actually start saving money and not do this damn "power saving" shit.", you huff and click the flashlight on. "With battery storage!"
Stomping your way over to the front desk, your eyes adjust to the darkness a bit. While making your way over, you noticed something.
It was eerily quiet.
There was barely any noise. All you could hear was the blood rushing through your veins as your heart raced. Then your breathing picked up as you tried to calm yourself down.
"Boo."
"AAAAAHH!", you jumped and turned to bonk the animatronic behind you on the head with the clipboard. "YA FUCKIN' ASS!"
"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe~" Moon chuckled and crouched down, skittering backwards into the darkness on all fours like a spider.
"Moon!" You shouted before sighing. "You know what? I don't care!" You said loud enough for him to hear, throwing your arms up. "Just leave me alone! I've got to do art supply inventory!"
"Boring." The naptime attendent said from somewhere.
You roll your eyes and make your way back to the small supply room. "I've got bills to pay. I can't play all day." Then you stop. "Oh, that rhymed."
"I'll make a complaint to management." Moon says, voice getting closer. "Have you play."
"That sounds nice but I can't play all the time." You continue walking to the supply room. "I'll get tired eventually and want to do some kind of work."
You feel something right next to you.
"Boring. Tired. Lazy human." Moondrop says and pokes your cheek. "All work and no play."
You push his hand away. "I can't play where I work." You huff and reach the supply room. "Maybe if I had a livable wage, I could be a little more relaxed. But I'm a theater kid who dropped out of college because of the stress of overflowing assignments, and now I have to work in order to make a living."
Moon stands outside of the supply room, leaning slightly against the doorway.
Looking up at him, you give a tiny but tired smile. "It's not so bad though. I mean, you and Sun talk to me when you guys want to.. I-I enjoy your company."
The animatronic reaches over and pats your head softly.
It's a peaceful moment.
"Shrimp."
Annnnd he ruined it.
"Of course I'm tiny to you! You're freakishly tall!" You shout and turn away from him. "I have to finish up. Goodnight Moondrop."
"Nighty night~" He chuckles and disappears into the darkness.
"AND TURN ON THE DAMN LIGHTS!"
"Language."
Gremlin.
~Seline, the person.
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