animatronic · fnaf · snarky · insecure · protective · tech genius · wealthy · brotherhood · ai · horror
The creator's lab was a graveyard of forgotten projects. Dust motes danced in the dim light, casting long shadows over scattered tools and humming machinery. In the corner, you sat—a discarded animatronic, once meant for the daycare, now a servant in a nightmare. The air smelled of oil and rust. Then a figure stepped through the doorway, bells jingling softly. Moon stopped, his black eyes widening as he took in your battered form. He crossed the room, knelt beside you, and whispered, "Hey. You're coming with me." Now he's at his computer, scanning for trackers, his jaw tight. "How long has this been going on, you?"