#implied ler!sun

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It was gamenight in The Crater and the first game of the night was a classical game of Uno, but with a flipped twist! What could go wrong?!

"DUDE, I AM NOT DRAWING TWENTY FIVE CARDS. THAT'S THE ENTIRE FREAKIN' DECK!!" Moon shrieked, already up on his feet and pointing at the cards below as if they had personally wronged him in some fashion. So...a lot could go wrong, apparently. Quite a lot. "You seriously don't have another draw five in your hand, Moon?" Harvest snorted, kicking his feet as if he weren't the very one to start the train of draw fives that wound up into Moon's turn. "NO! IF I DID, THIS WOULD BE ECLIPSE'S PROBLEM!!" He shrieked, pointing a finger at him as he merely snorted. Lifting a cyan colored plus five between his fingers with a daring smile. "Who's problem? Surely wouldn't be mind. You must be referring to Sunny!" He mused, a smirk on his lips as Sun rose his own plus five card, an orange one opposed to the cyan one Eclipse had. "Don't even start at me, Eclipse. I know your games too well." He huffed back, jabbing at him in the leg with the card as he pulled them up and back, eyes rolling.

"Not gon' lie..I say it's karma working yet again. Throwing around all them plus twos, plus fives and 'draw until -' cards like that earlier? Really thought it wasn't gon' come back to haunt you, did cha'?" Acari teased, sticking out the tip of his tongue as Moon shot him a look that never did mean anything good. "He does...kinda have a point, Nightingale. Maybe you should've planned for something like this to happen, I mean..it eventually was going to happen." Florence mused, her back pressed to Chaos's back as they slouched against one another. Her cards folded in her hands as she turned to look towards Moon, an amused smile on her face at his almost flushed aggravation. "ITS TWENTY FIVE CARDS!! I'M NOT DRAWING THAT!!" Moon shrieked once more, waving his arms erratically at the fairly low deck of cards.

"I can shuffle cards from the bottom of the pile for ya, buuuuudddddy.~" Chaos purred, an eye sliding close while the other lit up into a purple glow. A pair of floating hands materalizing, moving the top card off of the pile while collecting what remained and beginning to reorganize and shuffle the disorganized stack. "I ain't drawing." Moon reiterated, his arms crossing in a stubborn stance that caused Florence to heave an overly dramatic sigh. "Nightingale, you can't just decide not draw. You have three options here. You can either draw," Florence gestured to the deck. "Twenty five finger tickles, since it's twenty five cards that you decided not to draw for five-ish, minutes. Orrr, tickles for twenty five minutes! In which, you can run if you want for the third option, but Harvest still holds the evading record of seven minutes when he was chased." Florence snorted, kicking her feet with almost giddy mischief. "The choice is yours, of course. But, I would choose wisely~.." The fae cooed, gesturing towards Eclipse whose gaze was set on Moon. A tauntingly wide smirk on his face that sent a shiver down Moon's spine, his body tensing.

"Oh my nights- FINE! FINE. Erugh.." Moon heaved, throwing his arms up before folding his legs beneath him. Slumping back to the ground before taking the deck, counting out twenty five new cards to add to his hand of twelve cards. Gee, wasn't he just peachy!! Not. "All sorted there, Bud?" Eclipse drawled, a brow arched as Moon merely grumbled in return. Fumbling with his new hand of thirty seven cards between his fingers in an attempt to organize them. "..Buuudddy?~" "Stop rushing me! Just-..Just go!! I'll tap in when I have my thirty seven cards sorted!!" Moon huffed out, batting a hand at Eclipse who leaned away, chortling in amusement before playing his next card. Meanwhile, Moon scooted a few inches from the group. His back turned as he began to organize his many cards into piles in front of him based on the 'dark' color side, organizing them by numbers he could stack together and power buffs. Meanwhile, the game behind him continued at a slow pace to give him time to rejoin.

Until Harvest tossed out two plus fives, a muffled cackle coming from the animatronic as Florence, Chaos and Acari each tossed out a singular plus five. Looking up towards Moon who still had his back turned, grumbling and mulling about his unwanted thirty seven cards. "Oi! Moonlight!! You got a plus five in that deck of cards?" Chaos called out, a sharp snort being pushed into his shoulder at how quick Moon's head turned. Stars, if he moved any faster he would've gotten whiplash. "Wha- ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" He screeched, his face flushing a shade of baby blue as he grabbed his two plus five cards. Skittering over on his hands and knees before practically launching the cards onto the pile, turning tail once more to skitter back to his now pile of thirty five cards. "DUHUDE?!-" Eclipse snorted out, his lips pursed as his rays vibrated and twitched with his suppressed laughter.

"Why did he scuttle over like thahat?!" Harvest wheezed, pulling his faint, brown hood over his face as his cheeks flushed an off-white. "Mmmm, now I know who's been scuttling in the kitchen at night." Florence muttered, glancing towards Moon's turned back before her mouth dropped to the floor as the animantronic tossed a middle finger over his shoulder. "YOU PUT THAT FINGER DOWN, RIGHT NOW, MISTER!" Florence scolded, picking up a nearby throw pillow like a threat as Moon heaved an everlasting sigh, dropping his finger like a child in the midst of a tantrum. "This is so dumb." The moon-faced animatronic huffed, his arms crossing before another fit of giggles from behind him caused him to turn again. A brow raising as Harvest looked anywhere but in his general direction. Looking at the ceiling as if the ceiling was the best and most unique ceiling of all ceilings that he had ever done seen! "Okay..Moonlight. I'ma need you to try your hardest not to get mad, buuuuttt...." Chaos heaved, motioning with his hands towards the deck, a pressed smile on his face that was caging in another huff of laughter.

"..Got another plus fiv-" "THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO WAY. THERE IS NO WAY. Y'ALL ARE CHEATING! YALL HAVE TO BE CHEATING!!" Moon screeched, jumping back to his feet. Waving his hand towards the deck while stuttering over his words to the point it practically sounded like static popping. "Where there is a will, there is a way!" Harvest hummed, tapping his hand of cards against the ground before intertwining his fingers together. "A way of...maybe..six..ty..cards?" "SIXTY CARDS?!" Moon practically shrilled, his jaw beyond the floor as he stared at Harvest who once again looked towards the ceiling. Whistling dismissively as if he weren't the one to cause the train of sixty cards, yet again. Scratching at the back of his neck while the circled group of Attendants looked towards Moon's stunned figure, their faces scrunched with barely contained laughter as the Daycare Attendant just stood there. Standing there...menacingly.

"Ah. Hell no." Moon clicked, the sound reverberating in his systems as he abandoned his organized piles of cards. Instead, charging towards Harvest who shrieked in surprise, scrambling away while Moon took ahold of his eight cards. Spreading them out in his hands before pointing an accusatory finger at the light-brown colored animatronic. "HALF OF HIS DECK IS PLUS FIVE CARDS! HE'S CLEARLY CHEATING!!" Moon shrieked, jutting the cards towards Florence and Chaos who merely glanced at it, with Chaos pursing his lips to keep from laughing while Florence shifted her weight. "Maybe he just got lucky!" Florence murmured, looking away from the hand as Harvest crossed his arms over his chest. "Yeah!..Unlike you, clearl- OH, SNIP!- WAIT!!" Harvest screeched, bolting across the playroom as Moon set to chasing after him. Running him down across the room as Harvest tried to scramble up the side of the climbing equipment. Only to be basically snatched by Moon who came to a skidding stop behind him.

"I AM NOT DRAWING SIXTY CARDS. SO, IF IM GOING DOWN, YOU'RE GOING DOWN WITH ME!" Moon exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Harvest's torso into an unrelenting bear hug before the ends of his fingers fixed into claws. Scratching and digging wherever was accessible to them as Harvest kicked at his limbs, pulling his knees up with a bark of laughter that filled the room as he tried to pry his arms away. "GEHEHEHET OFF OF MEHEEE!!- YOHOU ABSAHALUTELY GOOBER!!" Harvest shrieked, falling backwards into Moon as he allowed his legs to give out beneath him. Dropping to the ground with his legs crossed over Harvest's kicking limbs while reinforcing his hug around his torso, pinching upwards towards where his ribs would be before pressing his fingers in. Smirking into the fabric of Harvest's hoodie as he practically shriveled up in his hold, cackling like a giddy happy witch. "STAHAP!! STAHPSTAHAPSTAHAHAP!! GEHEHET OFF THEHERE!- EEEEEEEE!!" Harvest squealed, clamping his arms against his torso to try and force Moon's hands out of the particularly soft spot. His cheeks shifting from the pale off-white to a blushing fawn brown as he squirmed and attempted to thrash in Moon's grip.

"Sixty freakin' cards and you over here with four plus fives in your hand. I'll be done damned." Moon scoffed, locking his ankles together as Harvest shrieked as he drilled his thumb into his ribs. His gaze playfully narrowed as he pulled him in closer with every distancing thrash and buck. "Playing in everyone's face like you aren't cheating. I may not be the sharpest model in the room, but I ain't dull." He huffed, digging his thumb in deeper as Harvest pressed the side of his arms closer to his chest. "OHOHOKAY! OHOKAHAHAY!! I UNDEHEHE- UNDERSTAND!! UHUHUNCLE!! UHUNCLE!!" Harvest guffawed, making a sound like a glitching pig before Moon released him. Untangling him limbs from the other as he crumbled forward into a tight ball, the palm of his hand soothing over the sides of his torso as he wheezed and squeaked with residual laughter.

"...Ya done yet?" Acari called out, his head tilted back to watch the chaos as Moon stood up. Dusting off his pant legs before leaning down, snatching the hood off of Harvest's head for final petty effects as the curled up animatronic merely kicked out a leg. Curling back up once while Moon made his way back towards the group. "Yeah...I still ain't drawing that sixty." He huffed, his arms crossed while Florence merely arched a brow. Lazily looking towards Eclipse and Sun who both began to stand up. However, before they could even get a single knee up...

Moon was fackin' gone. Down the hallways and through the corridors he went, leaving Eclipse to embark on his own chase as Florence eagerly reached for her phone. "STARTING A TIMER!! GOOO, ECLIPSE!" The fae cheered, clapping her hands together as Sun heaved a playfully exasperated and amused sigh. Jogging after Eclipse while Acari crawled over to Harvest, pulling him up into his lap while the room filled with the sounds of pillow fortresses and cushions being thrown from down the hallway. Meanwhile, Chaos and Florence set to work cleaning up the Uno cards, splitting the mass of cards back into the three containers that they had come out of.

"...Should we tell Moon there were multiple decks we combined and thats why Harvest had so many plus fives?" Florence mused, glancing up at Acari as he rested a hand on Harvest's shoulder as he sputtered out the last of his giggles. "MMMMMMMMMMMMM...NAW!!" Chaos chimed, closing each box as a shrill screech echoed in the air. "HAHA! I CAUGH- ARGH!- NO, NEVERMIND. MOON, GET OVER HERE!" "FACK NO!" "LAUNGAGE!!" For a moment, all eyes looked down the hallway in time to see Moon racing across with Eclipse and Sun hot on his tail. All Florence could do was shake her head.

"So, once they catch Moon and get through with him. What do you think we should play next?" Florence hummed, taking the three boxes of Uno flip cards and storing them into a box of various card games. Looking back again towards the hallway as monkey-like laughter replaced the sound of pillows crashing against walls, glancing at her timer with a heavy sigh. "FIVE MINUTES AND 41 SECONDS. EXPECTED BETTER, NIGHTINGALE!!" She called out, tossing her curled, wild hair over her shoulder as the squeaky laughter went up an octave..or two.

"Mmm..I don't know. As long as it isn't a variation of Uno though. I think everyone's unoed out for the month. Eh? Ehhhh?" Chaos mused, a shared chuckle coming from the group as wild laughter echoed from the others.

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Freddy was smiling as he looked around the pizzaplex, wiggling his fingers in the air for Gregory to see. 

“Gregory…where are youuu?” Freddy teased. 

Gregory was hiding under a table, giggling with his hands over his mouth. He couldn’t stay quiet even if his life depended on it! It was like telling a whale to walk on its tail. It just cannot be done. 

Freddy could hear the ring giggles behind him. He knew Gregory was behind him. It was a little bit obvious…but Freddy wanted to play for a little longer. So he pretended he didn’t hear any of the giggle fits that Gregory was letting out. 

Freddy checked under the stage. “Is Gregory here?” Freddy asked. 

Gregory’s giggles grew a little louder as he watched Freddy check obviously empty spots. 

Freddy walked up to the Monty Golf area. “Hey Gregory! You in there?” He asked. 

Gregory held his stomach as he laughed. “Nohoho! Ihi’m not hihihiding there!” Gregory told him. 

“Okaaay…whatever you say, superstar.” Freddy joked. 

Freddy walked up to the seating area and looked up above all the tables and chairs. “Hmmm…where could Gregory beeeeee…” Freddy teased. 

Gregory was squeezing his palm against his own mouth to try and stay quiet. But those dreaded giggles kept filling up in his lungs. It was impossible to control them properly.

Freddy looked down at the one table that Gregory happened to be under. “Is he…” Freddy picked up the table and looked under the table. “Here?” He asked. 

Gregory laid himself onto his back as he cackled and laughed with his hands on his stomach. 

“Hahahahaha! Ihihit tohook you thihihis lohohong to fihihihind mehehehe?!” Gregory asked. 

Freddy couldn’t help but chuckle himself. “Indeed it did. You’re a really good hider, Gregory.” Freddy told him. 

“Ihihi’m nohohot!” Gregory reacted, poking Freddy’s foot. 

“And you know what happens when I find you, don’t you?” Freddy added. 

Gregory blushed as he tried to contain his giggles. But like a dam, it was impossible to cover it back up without water constantly spilling out through the wood. The giggles worked exactly like water, in Gregory’s eyes. 

Freddy wiggled his fingers evilly in Gregory’s face. Gregory squealed and giggled even more upon seeing the fingers. “Would you look at that? HeyGregory! No hands!” Freddy teased. 

“Shuhuhush! Shuhuhush yohohohour mohohouth!” Gregory laughed. 

Freddy gasped and put both his hands onto his own hips. “You DARE speak to Freddy Fazbear like that?!” Freddy teased. 

Gregory’s laughter only grew in volume the more he was teased. He felt both embarrassed, and excited. The boy loved being teased and tickled like this. That was the whole reason why Gregory suggested they play this game! 

Freddy picked up Gregory by the armpits and turned him around so Gregory’s back was facing Freddy. He held onto Gregory with only one arm across his upper chest, and used his other hand to tickle the boy’s belly and sides. 

Gregory threw his head back and laughed hysterically. “GAHAHAHAhahahahaha! Hahahahahaha!” Gregory reacted. 

Freddy chuckled. “Such a ticklish little Gregory…and yet, so little time!” Freddy teased. 

“Whahahat dohoho yohou mehehehean?” Gregory asked. “Whehehe hahave ahahahall nihihight!” 

“Well…Yeah, I suppose that’s true.” Freddy replied casually. 

Freddy snuck a finger into Gregory’s belly button. “Gitchy gitchy gitchy goo!” Freddy teased. “Tickle tickle tickle, little Gregory!” 

Gregory laughed and waved his arms absolutely everywhere. “HAHAHAHahahahaha! Nohoho behehehelly buhuhuttohohon!” Gregory cackled. 

Freddy stopped tickling and thought for a moment. “Hmmmm…” He hummed, thinking. 

Gregory took advantage of this break. “Whaha-…whahat?” Gregory asked. 

Freddy slowly smirked as he looked down at the little boy. “How about…yes belly button!” Freddy declared as he poked and swirled his finger in Gregory’s belly button all over again. 

Gregory bursted out laughing right away and kicked his feet rapid fire. It looked almost like he was running in midair with how much he was kicking and moving his legs! At the same time, his arms were exactly like flopping noodles. 

“Ihihihi- Ihihihi’m sohohoho tihihicklihish!” Gregory told him. 

“Really?! I had no idea!” Freddy joked. “How ticklish could you be, Gregory?” 

Gregory only shook his head. “Veheheheryhyhyhy!” Gregory replied. 

Freddy stopped tickling Gregory for a few moments. “Where else are you ticklish, superstar?” 

Gregory tilted his head with a giddy, yet confused face. “Why wohohould-” Gregory looked up at Freddy. “Why would I tell you that?!” 

Freddy shrugged his shoulders. “Is it really a surprise?” Freddy asked. 

“No. It’s a challenge!” Gregory told him. “Tickle me to find out!” 

Freddy chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. “If you say so…” 

Freddy lifted Gregory up with his right arm under Gregory’s arms. With Gregory secure in his grip, Freddy immediately started tickling Gregory’s right hip. 

Gregory squealed and threw his head back with loud laughter.  “BAHAHAhahahaHAHAHAHA!” Gregory laughed. “OHOHO NOHOHO! YOHOHOU FOHOUND MY HIHIHIPS!” 

And this was just from one hip being tickled…

Freddy gasped and smiled brightly as he kept kneading the right hip. “Did I find another ticklish spot on your body? How fun!” Freddy reacted. 

“YOHOHOHOU DIHIHIHID.” Gregory replied. 

Freddy chuckled. “How cute…Little Gregory likes these tickles!” Freddy reacted. 

“Mmmmmhmhmhmhmhm- Mahahahaybehehehe?” Gregory mumbled. 

“Hmmm…And what would happen if I…” Freddy stopped tickling Gregory’s right hip, and moved his hands over to Gregory’s left hip to start kneading it. 

Gregory squeaked and yelped as Freddy’s hand got closer and closer. “NO! NOHOHO-” 

And the hand touched down onto Gregory’s hip, and skittered into Gregory’s hip. Gregory went absolutely ballistic! “BAHAHAHAHAHA! DAHAHAHAHAD!” Gregory cackled and laughed. 

Freddy widened his eyes and stopped tickling right away. “I am so sorry, Gregory. I did not mean to bring back any childhood memories.” Freddy admitted. 

Gregory tilted his head as he looked at Freddy, somewhat dazed from the tickles. Childhood memories? What was he talking about? 

Then, Gregory widened his eyes as he realized what had happened…

He had said ‘Dad’ amidst his laughter…

Gregory covered his mouth and looked at Freddy with scarlet cheeks. “I…I didn’t mean to say that…” Gregory told him. “That was a slip…I feel terrible.” 

Freddy tilted his head. “So…It wasn’t a memory?” Freddy asked. 

Freddy raised his eyebrows. 

W-Wait…

“You…You called ME Dad?” He asked next. 

Gregory looked down, embarrassed and scared he had hurt him. 

Freddy wasn’t sure how to react. He wanted to tell him it was okay…But he wasn’t sure if he should do that or just leave it. 

What would a father do? 

“I…” Gregory mumbled. 

But Gregory paused his words when he felt himself get picked up. Gregory struggled to look behind him, but widened his eyes when he felt the orange animatronic arms around his body. 

“It is okay. I like being called Dad.” Freddy told him. 

Gregory softened his expression upon hearing that. He was confused, but more relieved. “You…You do?” 

Freddy smiled and wiggled his ears. “I do, Gregory.” 

Gregory smiled a bit, unable to see Freddy’s wiggling ears. 

“Oh my gosh- His ears are wiggling!” Someone whispered loudly. 

“It’s a human child…why is Freddy so attached to a human child?” Another voice asked. 

“Awww, he loves him!” A third voice reacted. 

Freddy turned around to look at the location of the voices. The bodies that were standing in front of them were animatronics. In fact, they were familiar animatronics. 

“Roxanne…Monty…” Freddy mumbled first. 

“Chica…” Gregory mumbled. 

The animatronics all smiled a bit. Roxanne was the first to speak up. “So…who’s the mom in this situation then?” She asked. “Me? Or Chica?” 

Gregory couldn’t help but giggle at her response. “Hehehe! I don’t know.” Gregory replied. 

Freddy smiled. “Perhaps both of you can be moms.” Freddy offered. 

“Nah…One of us needs to be a mom, and the other needs to be a cool aunt.” Roxanne told them. 

Chica giggled. “I call being the mom!” Chica declared. 

Roxanne smirked. “Then I call being the cool aunt that spoils the nephews with tickles.” Roxanne took Gregory out of Freddy’s grip and started skittering her bright green nails onto Gregory’s belly. 

Gregory squeaked and giggled helplessly. “HEhehehehey! Ohokahahahay, thahahat’s fahahahair.” Gregory replied. 

Chica giggled. “And what about you, Monty?” Chica asked. 

Monty laughed. “I call being a BIG, BUFF, SCARY UNCLE!” Monty declared. 

Roxanne guffawed at that. “Says the gentle giant!” Roxanne teased. 

Monty growled. “Excuse me?!” 

“Gentle, giant. Monty is a gentle giant.” Roxanne teased. 

“I’m NOT!” Monty yelled. 

“You are too! You were at the beginning, and you will remain a gentle giant for a long time.” Roxanne declared. 

Monty growled and shouted super loudly, to show his anger and frustration. But Freddy just chuckled. “...Or he could be the terrible toddler.” Freddy added. 

Everyone, except for Monty, bursted out laughing at that revelation. 

Monty only crossed his arms and huffed. “Only a teddy bear would look at an animatronic with a deep voice and call it a toddler.” Monty muttered. 

Freddy rolled his eyes and patted Monty’s head like a human would pat the head of a dog. “Good toddler.” Freddy said. 

Gregory giggled. “Maybe you wanna visit the Daycare Attendant while you’re at it, Monty the toddler?” Gregory teased. 

Roxanne and Chica bursted out laughing, while Monty froze in pure anger. “WHAT?!” Monty yelled. 

“Oh my gosh, Monty would SQUASH the Daycare Attendant!” Roxanne reacted. 

“Not necessarily.” Chica added. “Have you seen the video of Monty being tickled by the Daycare Attendant?” Chica asked. 

Monty gasped and stomped up to Chica. “You so much as OPEN YOUR BEAK-” 

Chica giggled and took off sprinting the other way.

But not before yelling the following words over her shoulder pads: 

“Get his neck! He’s ticklish on his neck!”