Moondrop x gender neutral reader with anxiety!
Again, i have anxiety so I’ll be going into detail on the readers thoughts and experiences!
Warnings:mentions of scared reader, mentions of being chased by moondrop, mentions of being alone in the pizzaplex, mention of anxiety attack/panic attack brief mention of reader crying
Not proofread very well! Moon quickly becomes dadbot!
That’s all you thought as you weaved between the toys scattered along the ground, trying your best not to trip and fall.
You didn’t mean to come in here, you were just looking for the way out, and you thought that maybe someone in the daycare could help you. But boy were you wrong. So wrong.
“Bad children need to be punished. Who said you could run around after bedtime.” His rugged and rough voice hissed at you, not so far behind judging from how close the noise was.
Shit. He was getting faster while you were only getting slower, the fear and anxiety you were feeling zapping all your energy. You were also certain that running around and constantly weaving in between play structures also had something to do with it.
Just as you thought you could get away, your foot caught on the side of one of the sides, causing you to fall flat on your face while the very angry animatronic stomped towards you, the mechanical buzzing he emitted while spinning that half pale face around just above your shaking from.
“IM SORRY!! IM SORRY!!” You yelled in desperation, curling into yourself as you hoped that if he was really gonna do you in, he would at least do it quickly.
A couple moments of silence followed after your desperate apology, followed by more begging as the silence made your anxiety skyrocket, you couldn’t sit here in complete silence with this…thing on top of you.
“I-I won’t ever do it again! I promise! I-I just got confused I’m so so sorry!” You yelled, tears beginning to stream down your face as your pleads soon mixed in with your sobs for mercy.
The moon themed animatronic paused for a moment as his red eyes glared down at your shaking, sobbing form. You had apologized, how could he punish you now? No child deserved to be punished for a mistake.
You shuddered as you felt his cold metal hands reach down and scoop you up from the ground.
‘This is it. He’s gonna kill me. Please, if anyone is listening make him do it fast.’ You thought.
Able to feel him moving, you slowly peaked open an eye, praying quietly to yourself that you wouldn’t get in trouble for opening one.
He didn’t seem angry anymore. Instead, he seemed almost calm. Instead of towering over you with his terrifying stance, he was gently cradling you in his big arms, as gentle as you would expect someone to hold an infant. Like he was scared if he made a wrong move, you would break.
Funny how you both seemed to share that exact fear at the moment.
Wanting to at least be able to see the stars illuminating the play room before he finished you off, you slowly gathered the courage to look up, nearly jumping out of your skin as you found he was staring down at you.
“Bad children need to be punished.” He started, making your eyes well up with tears as you dreaded what came next. “But you…apologized. “
Your eyes immediately shot open with confusion, staring right back into his glowing red ones. “I-I did…I-I’m really really sorry..” you said, sniffing softly as your eyes threatened to spill those gathering tears.
“Then you’re not a bad child…” he said, finally stopping as you assumed he made it to his desired destination. “Sleep. It’s past your bedtime.”
His cold, metal hands slowly set you down on the softest material you’ve ever felt, one hand gently holding the back of your head up while the other pulled a blanket over top your still shivering form and placed a pillow behind it, only then letting your head fall onto the plush item.
You hated to admit it, but after the scare you just had, what he was doing felt like absolute heaven. The warmth of the blanket was providing some much needed comfort. It almost felt like a hug.
Your eyes, wether you wanted them to or not began to close. Suddenly being made aware of just how tired you were. Physically and mentally exhausted.
Of course, this didn’t go unnoticed by moondrop. He almost felt…bad for being partially responsible for your fear.
“Here. Take this.” He muttered, slowly slipping a plushy of himself under the blanket with you. It was…nice seeing someone cuddle up to it after seeing countless children favor sunnydrop over him.
Once he was sure you were sleeping, he gently ran his fingers through your hair. He’d never let himself get this close to someone before, in fear of harming them. But you…you were special.
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