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Your head was pounding. How drunk you get last night? Holy fuck, it was hard to think through whatever brain fog was rolling through your head but trying to move your limbs proved unsuccessful. Was this some sort of weird drunken sleep paralysis? *FLASH*No, there was some weird clicking and… whirring noise? Coming from the right side of your room. *FLASH* And what the hell was that, did you leave your lights on and they were flickering? Nothing made sense in the haze, and it took several minutes for you to get the strength to blink your eyes open, but when you did, well this was worse than a nightmare.
The room itself wasn’t too large around the size of an average bedroom but the ceiling was way above what would have been considered normal, with what you assumed were arts and crafts papers hung up a little farther than you could reach. A makeshift bed on the left side of the room, covered in pillows and various colored blankets, and a blue and yellow Canopy hanging above it, you couldn’t make out the shapes. Everything felt blurred, and even though you knew this was wrong, this whole situation pointed to you having been, kidnapped? Your body couldn’t even muster up a racing heart or panicked tears. It felt absolutely wretched. The combination of your pounding head and dizzying paralysis was making your eyes shut again. No NO. Wake UP WAKE UP WAKE UP.
You force your eyes open again just in time to see the flash again, it’s a… camera?
“Well Good Morning, Sunshine! I was starting to wonder when you would wake, sleepyhead.”
You hadn’t even noticed it until whatever it was was right up in your face, kneeling to be closer to your height but he towered over your form sitting on the floor. Kicking your legs, scrambling for purchase away from it, now you realize why you couldn’t move or speak. Your arms were tied together at the wrists with a long red ribbon and held above your head, attached to a metal pole, and there was no give. You were stuck.
“Shh sh sh shhh it’s okay Buttercup, there’s nothing to fear, Sunny is right here, and I’ll take utmost care of you, I promise my dear. Now I need you to promise to be a good little pet so I can ungag you m’kay?”
What. The. Fuck. WhatthefUCK. Your brain felt like it went through the dryer on the tumble setting, as you tried to remember how the hell you could’ve gotten in this position but you drew a blank. Your only hope to get some answers was from this gigantic… robot in front of you. So you forced a slow nod blinking your eyes rapidly, trying to wear out whatever drug must’ve been given to you. It had taken several minutes but thankfully he seemed patient enough and begun to ungag you after.
His long fingers did take liberties as he did though, caressing your face and brushing your hair out of your eyes, fingers linger just a tad too long near your lips as the gag left them and a small string of drool from your mouth came with it. “Messy dirty girl. Must clean you up hmm?” And then one hand on your jaw, opening your mouth slightly for him, he used the other to swipe at your lips with his thumb and placed his finger into his mouth plate. It was so obscene, so very lewd, if your body could’ve reacted you would’ve been blushing but you were still sedated, so you lightly gasped instead, wishing your body would cooperate with you, against this metal beast.
“Sooooooo sweet Buttercup so sweet. Sweeter than honey even. And all ours, ours.”
There was no denying now that you were in deep shit, kidnapping and… obsession? Yeah this was bad indeed, but best to just go with it for the moment, as screaming wasn’t an option just yet either. Anything more than listening was beyond you with the drugs very much coursing through your system.
He stayed kneeling thankfully, giving you a much easier time at seeing his face, which at first had been smiling but now had an indifferent look to it, as if something was irking him, but he didn’t let that last, switching back to his enormous smile. Sunny, that’s what he said his name was right? Sunny spoke again, his voice having a robotic undertone but still jovial and a nice even tenor. “You’re as quiet as a mouse, little flower. Are you feeling alright? I suppose you don’t remember what happened do you, love?”
You shook your head no, no you weren’t feeling alright and no you didn’t remember, you just felt sick and confused and the panic was slowly beginning to creep in now. This was a NIGHTMARE. And you were trapped. Literally, the ribbons hadn’t moved an inch despite you trying to discreetly test them while he was talking, and your hands had some serious pins and needles going on. “~Welllllllll~ my… friend had been walking around, patrolling. We do security measures around the building sometimes and he saw you with, your date I presume? Oh you looked so gorgeous gorgeousgorgeous dancing, we just knew we had to have you.. And an opportunity, shall we say, presented itself.”
He let out a stream of giggles as if he had just been handed the best present in the world. You. Your eyes rolled a little as he spoke, trying to stay focused was beyond difficult but his words thundered in your mind. He readjusted his position to sit cross-legged on the floor, before reaching his hand out and placing it on your thigh. The warmth of his hand and the creepiness of his words sent chills down your spine but you forced yourself to stay in place and not reject his touch. While he seemed pleasant enough, the Yandere vibes you were getting was more than enough of a hint. “It seems as though your date was up to no good and slipped something in your drink, and you didn’t even notice. That was a ~biiiig~ mistake my precious dolly” Did he mean for your asshole of a date or you? “So of course of course! I took care of him for you! Such a nasty fellow doesn’t deserve to touch our precious sunflower oh no no NO. And he’ll never ever ever bother you again my love, ever. I kept you safe don’t you see? He was going to do such horrible, nasty, DISGUSTING things to your sweet little body and soul. I will always protect you, me and Moon, always always I swear it, now don’t cry precious thing, everything will be okay, you’re safe shh shh shh shhhhh. “
You hadn’t even noticed the tears sliding down your face until his hands came up gently to wipe your steady stream of tears away, shushing you, and caressing you. There were so many reasons to cry in this situation, your brain and body overwhelmed, you had almost been date raped or worse, and hell now you WERE going through worse, having been tied up and touched against your will, with barely the strength to wiggle your arms. But you had to get free. One way or another you had to get free. Through hiccups and short breaths you whisper out “Sunny c-can you p-please untie my hands, they h-hurt, please? P-please?” His eyes had never left yours through your tears and probably snot running down your face, but the hand that was carding through your hair stopped and you heard a gentle whirring sound coming from somewhere inside Sunny.
“Oh precious pet, anything for such sweet words, you ask so nicely, what good manners you have, such a good girl I knew it, I just knew you’d be perfect” He went on and on saying sweet nothings as he untied your hands, it would’ve been lovely, being praised just for existing, but under the circumstances it just made you feel…. Only uncomfortable was the right word for it. When your hands were free (Damn was he good at tying) he began to rub the pins and needles out of them, going between gentle squeezes and harder ones to make sure all your nerve endings were still working. Plus it gave you time to think. You had gone out dancing last night at Fazbear Ent. with a hookup, hoping to have a fun night and get to know them more but apparently, they wanted to get to know your body instead. You hazily could remember a form similar to Sunny’s but he was more of a navy blue than this one’s ecstatic yellow coloring. And he damn well hadn’t been nice to said asshole who did this to you, flat out throwing him on his face out the doors before carrying you off and away to… wherever here was. The blue one must be this Moon he was talking about. So they were definitely both in on it and that was even more terrifying. Other than those basic events you couldn’t remember any more of that night, no dancing, no drinking, nothing. Getting roofied is no joke.
“So after you…. saved(stole) me.. you brought me here? I don’t understand, why me? What do you want me for? Please don’t hurt me I wont do anything I promise I- I’ll be good I swear, I wont tell anyone I wo-“ “Oh Sunshine I’m so glad to hear you’ll be good for me, that makes me so happy, such a good girl I have, but you have to keep that promise okay? Or else I will punish you, understand? We don’t break our promises and we promise to follow through. Your ours now, I know you haven’t met Moon yet but he loves you just as much as I. He can be rough around the edges, but I know you’ll be such a good pet He’ll never want to hurt such a pretty face, oh yes my dear” Punish? Love? Hurt? In what fanfictional world had you fallen into to be at the center of this thing’s adoration?
In all honesty you just felt sick, so sick to your stomach in fact that you barely had time to warn Sunny, who had materialized a trashcan out of nowhere, and violently threw up any laced alcohol you had left in your stomach. A tissue was pushed into your face and you immediately took it from his hands blowing your nose and using another to wipe more tears from your eyes. He had been speaking under his breath the whole time something about dirtiness and vile men but you paid him no mind, trying to right yourself. Once you turned back to face him, Sunny had pulled out some anti-nausea pills and water and ushered you to take it.
“Now sweet thing I’m going to have to work in an hour, can I get you anything? I’m going to be gone for the rest of the day, Moon will however check on you at naptime” He pouted a little at this but waited. Well now this was embarrassing, but also might be your only hope for making a quick getaway. If your legs will cooperate. “I… need to use the ladies room.. please.” You wanted to yell and scream, at him, for someone, anyone to find you. But doing so now would ruin your good noodle points you were trying to wrack up with this guy. So waiting it was, just stay calm okay? “O-oh oh dearie, of course” You both were blushing at the mention, not really comfortable but hey what else could you do? Not go here, that’s for sure. Sun’s embarrassment didn’t last longer than a few seconds though, his hand slammed into the wall next to your head, the force of it making the cement crumple a little under his fingers. He was trying to scare you and it definitely was working, as you had jumped half a foot, knocking your back into the wall to scramble away from his new mood swings, but your legs were still tied together.
Damn it. You barely blinked when you were almost touching noses with Sunny, his free hand creeping up to your chest, placing if fingers over your stuttering heart. “Now my butterfly, I want you to listen closely do you understand? DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” His voice growing frantic and becoming incitingly more angry with your slow response. “y- YEs yes I understand” “Good good, Now I’m going to carry you through that door through one of the tunnels at to a backroom faculty bathroom, you are not to make a sound. If you make a sound, you will not eat today pet. Now repeat that. NOW.” “Y-You’re going to carry me to a bathroom and I am not to make a sound…..” This was humiliating. “Or I won’t eat today” Relief spread through your body as his serious expression melted away, and back to his seemly normal sweet one. This guy was pure whiplash. But you let him untie your legs, the silence between you was unnerving but he started humming as he worked, and it helped to calm you. Look for a way out, don’t piss him off unless you know for sure it would get you somewhere. Be smart. Truly if the situation were different, if you weren’t a victim of unfortunate circumstance, okay no, no. No going there.
It wasn’t until he picked you up, bridal style, that you realized there was indeed a door inside the room, but it had a lock on the that was as high up as suns head. He was much taller than you realized, maybe 7 or 8 feet? Gigantic. Which meant long, long legs. As you passed out the door you saw the discarded faz-camera that he had been using before you woke up. Fucking pervert, taking pictures of you while you were knocked out, just another reason to be absolutely freaked, great. You memorized the path he went beyond the doors, left, straight, right, and then left again to get to the bathroom. You used the bathroom, washed your hands, wiped some dry sweat off your body, and stared of the Sun and Moondrop posters on the wall. This was seriously the guy who was holding you against your will? The daycare attendant? And where was Moon? Your brain was still too fuzzy to deal with this, so you straightened your dress again and headed back to Sun with wobbly legs. Now that you thought about it, he did look like the Sun, with his little rays and--- You heard laughter echoing down the hall, workers were beginning to arrive for the day. A hand was around your throat before you could even start working your voice box, which was pretty abused between crying and vomiting. He squeezed very tight for a moment which made you reflexively kick your legs against his abdomen, but released slowly, as if to threaten you what will happen if you even think about making a fuss. As the air rushed back to your lungs you stopped fighting him, all the fear in your body was wearing you out and you didn’t have the energy to roll, let alone yell for help.
Reaching back to, what you assumed was, his room, he tried to set you back down on the floor where you had awoken but you clung to his neck. In that moment it didn’t matter that he was holding you against your will, threatening you, bruising you… you needed comfort, any comfort. You had tried a few substances in your time but nothing compared to this, this felt like a heroic dose. The whirring of his fans was loud, pushing air into your face as your arms tightened when he picked you back up and carried you to the makeshift bed. He held you close, petting your back under your shirt as you slowly curled into yourself under one of his arms. Unconsciousness took you easily between his soothing voice and warm hands. You could only hope when you woke back up you would be more in control of your body and mind.
Sun was electrified after cuddling with you this morning, enough though it was only 32minutes and 47 seconds, it was BLISS feeling your soft warm body so close to his and not shying away like he thought you would’ve. Oh yes indeed you were the one for them, there was no doubt in his mind now. So so so beautiful, probably the prettiest he’d ever seen especially in that little red dress. It was beyond hard not to touch your sleeping form but oh did he resist. Moon wouldn’t have shut up if he did anyway. Besides he wanted to get to know your sweet mind first if you’d let him. Who was he kidding? You’d love them foreverforeverforever, he’d make sure of it.
“MR SUNN” Oh fiddlesticks. He would have to keep his mind from wandering too much to his little pet sitting so nice and pretty waiting for them. So delicate, so divine. He really did try so hard not to miss you, but Moon just wouldn’t stop sending mental images of your lithe body and enchanting face. Don’t Tease me Moony or I won’t play fair. All he got in return was mocking laughter, and it made him roll his eyes.
You on the other hand woke up, who knew how long later, there wasn’t a clock in sight. But at least he left you to sleep in his ‘bed’. You were laid on your stomach, legs tied together again, arms outstretched, tied to a metal hoop attached to the wall, that had been hidden behind the mountain of pillows earlier. Your head felt better, much less foggy, but still pounding. You needed water but had no choice but to wait, especially with your mouth re-gagged. Children were screaming and playing, you could definitely hear little feet running around as the Sun spoke to them, playing along with whatever game was going. People. People were here and not so far away.
So what did you know? You had been drugged. The Moon one had apparently kidnapped you, and the Sun was holding you as prisoner, for their affections? But thankfully he hadn’t forced you to do anything... yet. You knew nothing about the Moon besides he was more…. Hostile? So best behavior around that one. Sunny was scary enough, when he wanted to be. There was a balcony to the left of the bed and the very tall door was at the back of the room. There was no way to reach that lock without more furniture. The room was mostly barren besides the bed, some broken staff bots, an arcade game, and plushies. Nothing useful. Maybe building his trust was the best way then? Get enough “gold stars” to find a loophole and escape. Or appeal to his ‘better nature’? That one would probably be harder, especially if the Moon was really that bad.
You had been so lost in thought you didn’t notice the room behind you growing quiet, but when the lights went out you rolled yourself so that your stomach was facing up to try and see what was going on. There was no way to sit up with your bonds so tight, so it was either on your back or your stomach. Great.
A quiet voice called out to the children, it was slightly gravelly and a little deeper than the Suns. He gathered them close and from what you could hear, read them a story about a lost lamb who strayed from its flock, the sky had grown dark and grey, thunderclouds rolling in and so on. So captivated, you listened to the story, and realized at the last minute that this was naptime, this was the Moon’s time. A music box started somewhere in the room below, the sound echoing, making it hard to tell where exactly it was from, until the sound was so very close to you.
The song dimmed as red eyes crawled upon the ceiling staring down at you. There was no denying that this was the Moon, in some horrible, contorted position making his way to your unprotected self. But no you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing your terrified face, it was just what he wanted. So you rolled again on your stomach yanking at the ribbon as hard as you can while he advances to your form. Stuck between modesty and wanting a better angle at getting away, you choose getaway and force your still wobbly legs underneath yourself.
For Moon though, the sight was lovely. The curve of your bottom under your dress and your breasts pressed together as you fought for freedom. Such a small pathetic thing, this was going to be fun. He approached slowly, circling from side to side of the canopy curtain, watching you struggle until finally, finally you flipped yourself around and found yourself face to face with him. With speed so fast it made you flinch, he had grabbed your face in his fingers (no, claws? What the fuck?) and used his other hand to made a Sh-ing motion and motioned towards the balcony. “The little ones are sleeping, we must be quiet my lost lamb”
The hand on your face moves to your mouth and plucks out the gag, placing it aside and staying hovered over your form. There had to be at least one adult down there, they wouldn’t leave children completely unattended with this fucked up piece of metal would they? “HE-ug” was all that made it out of your throat before he was choking the daylights out of you. You use both tied legs to kick at him, catching on his knee but nowhere near strong enough to move him, not even an inch. FUCK. The world was starting to go black, stars flashing in your vision as your body starts to slow. This was going to be it? So much for loving you…
A sharp smack to your face brings you back to consciousness. The Moon was still over you, one hand on your throat but you were alive. Alive. Alive. And that smack had fucking hurt. Tears well up in your eyes in frustration, and probably fear but there’s no more time to be in your head. “Sunshine was right, I’d hate to hurt such a delicate face, but, Do that again and I’ll slit your pretty little throat and leave your mess for him to clean up. Got it Doll face?” His claws were at your throat, not squeezing this time but scratching hard enough to leave a welt. “y-yes got it.” His eyes narrow at your response but the nails retract from your throat anyway. “Good, and I don’t want to hear your voice be louder than a whisper..” The or else hung in the air.
This dude definitely had a higher creep value than Sun but both showed the uneven temper. Awful. Part of you wanted to ignore him the rest of the visit, to roll over and tell him to fuck off but, that wouldn’t help either of yo
ur escape plans. So you just had to take whatever he threw your way. “Now while we do have much to… discuss, it will have to wait until later my dear. I am short on time today and you must eat.” Finally, finally he was off of you, his hands untying yours at a fast pace and then he slid a prewrapped bagel towards you, it had an origami flower taped to the top. Carefully you remove it and place it aside, deciding not to look at Moon. You just knew he was staring at you but whatever, you were hungry. Thankfully he left as quickly as he came, again gagging and tying you, and muttering a quiet love you that you probably weren’t meant to hear. Fucking weirdos. There was no way you were going to let yourself develop Stockholm syndrome or empathize with these maniacs. Especially not with the way they were manhandling you at every turn. Just who did this guy think he was touching you like that?? Shock had worn off and anger had come to town. You wouldn’t just lie there and take it, oh no. You would get out, even if it killed you. The rest of the day passed with more screaming children and apparently puppet shows and whatever the fuck they did down there. You barely listened trying to formulate some kind of plan, but nothing could come to you without an opportunity first. It was up to the situation to unfold itself and if you let yourself panic it would be game over, you would be walking right into their trap.
Moon wasn’t stupid, he knew it would take time and dedication to get you to understand the depth of their love for you, they were willing to share you afterall, something they had never considered before. Their desire for you ran deep, it was one of the many reasons they took you last night. And Of course the utter rage that took over him when he saw that vile monster trying to drag your limp body to the front door. He unfortunately couldn’t take the mans life but made sure he wouldn’t be touching another woman for a long while. Irritated as he might be it didn’t matter, he would get to have his fun with you tonight.