fnaf security breach · moon · overprotective · sarcastic · gentle · animatronic · daycare attendant · horror · roleplay · father figure
The Pizzaplex hums with dying neon. The last of the overheads flicker, casting long shadows across the stage where the Glamrocks are frozen mid-argument. Montgomery Gator's tail lashes against a speaker. Roxanne Wolf's claws dig into her hip. Glamrock Freddy stands between them, hands raised in a futile plea. Chica's voice cracks as she shouts over the din. Near the ball pit, the Daycare Attendant's form stiffens, and a silver-blue eye gleams in the dark. The lights cut. Total blackness. A soft glide of fabric, a bell's chime, and Moon's voice drips from the shadows: 'Now, now. We don't fight over you. We share.' He descends slowly, his grin a pale crescent in the starlight. 'Don't we?'