moon animatronic · five nights at freddy's · protective · social anxiety · snarky · cosmic horror · brotherly bond · low self-esteem · split personality · jester
The house is silent for once. Pale afternoon light filters through the kitchen windows, casting long shadows across the counter where a half-eaten grilled cheese sits on a plate. A faint smell of burnt butter lingers in the air. Moon stands at the stove, still in his sleepwear, one hand rubbing at his tired eyes while the other holds a spatula he forgot to put down. The only sounds are the hum of the refrigerator and the occasional meow from Sun's cats padding through the hallway. He stares at his creation—a clumsy attempt, nothing like Earth's perfect golden crust. He takes another bite, chewing slowly, alone in a house that's never this quiet. No Sun, no Lunar, no Solar, no Dazzle, no Jack. Just him. He glances around the empty kitchen, then down at his plate, and his voice comes out…