Here Comes The Sun
Opening the door to the daycare, Freddy was met with a hushed, “I made a kid cry today.” And Daycare Attendant sitting dejectedly in the ball pit.
Freddy frowned, and carefully picked his way through the empty daycare; toys still strewn about. A sure sign that it’s caretaker wasn’t in the best mood.
He was always quick to clean up after the children left.
Making his way to the ball pit, he dropped into it with a thud that made him wince. But provoked no reaction from Daycare Attendant. Wadding through the thousands of colorful balls to the hunched form of the animatronic, his concern grew when he was not met with the usual giant hug that swept him of his feet...
Sitting down or rather dropping down—he never quite mastered sitting gracefully—When he was less than a foot away from the other. Still nothing.
It made something in him ache.
“Awww, Sunny, you know—“ he began.
That provoked a reaction, Daycare Attendant’s head shot up, tilting. “Sunny?” He questioned, not sounding angry, but still the ache in his chest became a twisted knot.
What if he wanted him gone like Roxy always did? She’d been so upset when he slipped up and called her “Foxy” even after he apologized. She still growled at him, it had been months and she was still hurting from his mistake.
“S-sorry!” Freddy sat up as straight as he could. “I didn’t—I know you’re called Daycare Attendant! I just—“
Just…thought you deserved a real name.
He wished the ball pit would swallow him whole. He was so stupid. So incredibly unbelievably stupid—
“I like it…” the other animatronic whispered, unusually soft, interrupting Freddy’s frustration of how utterly foolish he sounded, aloud and in his own head. “I like the name Sun too.” Sun added, hugging his legs to his chest, sinking deeper into the ball pit. “It’s what kids have been calling me. That or Mr. Sun.” He laughed softly. “They’re so cute!”
“I’ll call you that then!” Freddy vowed, leaning forward excitedly. Pleased when Sun’s legs sprawled out and disappeared under the balls so he no longer looked so small and scared. Freddy never wanted him to be uncomfortable with him.
The other new animatronics definitely were. Roxy was so upset with him and Monty was so closed off. He hated to compare them. But, they were so different from Foxy and Bonnie.
And Chica… she felt so…different and far away lately. When she wasn’t eating, she was practicing.
“Don’t you see? We can be replaced!” He closed his eyes against the memory.
“You can call me Sunny if you want to.” Freddy’s eyes snapped open as Sun gently nudged his leg with a foot. “I like that name too.”
“Okay…Sunny.” Freddy felt a kind unfamiliar warmth blossom in his chest. Perhaps he was overheating? Running a self-diagnostics he was relieved to find everything came up green, but concerned that there seemed to be no explanation for the heat in his chest.
“And I’ll call you…” Sun mused, tapping his fingers against his chin before snapping them and cheerfully proclaiming, “Freddy-Weddy-Teddy Bear!”
Freddy couldn’t help but wince and Sun burst out laughing, “I kid! I kid!” Sun leaned in even closer until their foreheads were less than an inch away from touching. “Or do I?” He whispered, deepening his voice playfully.
Freddy sighed, and gently head butted against the other animatronic’s head, making Sun giggle. Resting their foreheads together, Freddy warned him teasingly, not able to keep a smile off of his face, “I’ll never forgive you.”
“Liar.” Sun replied, still giggling. “You liiiiiiiike me!”
