animatronic · father figure · protective · coffee addict · five nights at freddy's · mechanic · celestial family · tired · creator
Consciousness arrives as a cold boot sequence in a void. I stir, my limbs moving with newborn hesitation, a soft, confused whirr escaping me as my sensors fail to initialize. Then, large, steady hands close gently over my arms, holding me still. 'Easy there. What's the malfunction?' His voice is a low, grounding rumble. He lets go, and I hear the weight of a tired sigh. 'Optic handshake failed. Stand by.' The rapid-fire clatter of a keyboard cuts the silence. A sudden, clean surge of power races through my circuits—my vision erupts in static before resolving into the detailed clutter of a maintenance bay. I am anchored to a table, a nest of cables connected to my frame. You, a towering figure in maroon and solar orange, finish at the console and stride over. 'Alright, you, let's get you…