Set in the 1960’s, an era where humans and robots coexist (albeit a little tensely), the rich reign supreme and status is everything.
Cue Y/N, engaged to one William Afton— famous, wealthy, head of a robotics company and very, very, very ambitious. Gets what he wants, when he wants it. Even if what he wants is another body to warm their bed a week before the wedding.
The day of the wedding, Y/N, all dressed up, decided they’ve had enough. And, in the heat of it all, risks everything— they run.
They run and run and run, knowing when word gets out— when William finds out— Y/N is ruined. Their reputation, public image, their dignity— all of it shattered. Still, they run, even when they know his goons are already at their heels.
In a desperate attempt at fleeing, they barge into the local bakery, startling the two robots working there, one at the ovens; the other at the display glass. They blink, stunned.
Y/N, desperate, asks them to help them hide.
Cue hurried running through the establishment, hiding when William’s people show up asking for them, and breathing a sigh of relief when the bakers deny ever seeing them.
Cue meeting them properly (their names are Sun and Moon, from the culinary product line) and tearfully explaining your whole situation. Explaining you’re no longer good in the eyes of society, you’d be a wretch, a liar, a player, someone who no one will want to wed if William has anything to say about it—
Cue an idea. Cue a dangerous idea. Cue the desperation and the running against the clock.
The next day, they make preparations. The next day, the three of them get married.
The day after, word gets out. The day after, everyone’s eyes are set on them:
Y/N, married, terrified and with their dignity in tact.
William, furious, vindictive and with a vicious plan brewing;
Sun and Moon, robots, married, shell-shocked and with no idea what they’ve just gotten themselves into.
