4, 7 & 16
4: Have you actually played fnaf sb?
Unfortunately, not yet :( My laptop wouldn't be able to run it. My partner's might, so that's the plan for the future :D
7: What's your favorite AU?
Oooh! First, I love the concept of dolldrops made by @pixelchills. It's a well imagined and thought out world, not to mention the adorable smöll sized animatronics!
Now... I must mention that I'm very far from the Y/N community. BUT! I love the captivating style in which she draws so much. I see potential in Aquarium&Ghost AUs by @oobbbear. To be honest, I love all of her AUs.
16: What's something in the fandom you'd like to see more of?
Hmm... The ones I'm interested in, I try to display in my AU. I'd be interested to know who created them, what's their relationship with others, do they know about the dark workings that go on behind the curtain? What we saw in their personalities in Security Breach, I think that's a very small and deep part. Until the lights go out, Sun is a responsible, serious animatronic. (Even they've a goofy vibe.)
"Keep the lights on… ON!"
I mean... who else can say that so menacingly and seriously? I think Sun is very brave, he can be strong and decisive, only panics and fears when he has a really good reason to.
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A Torn Dress
Hey @pixelchills have a story! It’s a little thing but I had the image of Chill at their desk and wanted to do something with it. Hope you like it!
Having two little dolls in their apartment didn’t seem like anything to give as much as a second thought to, but these weren’t ordinary dolls. They spoke, had their own thoughts, and moved around on their own. Occasionally, to Chill’s chagrin, not that they would never tell them that. They were very special and needed their care.
The duo was a lot of work. With Sun always on the move or getting into something to keep amused and Moon sneaking about watering anything he could reach. There was always something for Chill to do. As if college homework wasn’t enough. Luckily they’d been gifted plenty of toys to keep them busy. And a little lego house for Moon to water to his little machine heart’s content.
But even with toys and crayons abound, Chill still needed to give them a hand when they needed it. Like when they heard faint sniffling on their way to the kitchen for a late night study snack. That wasn’t good.
Following the sound, Chill found them both on the couch. Sun was curled in on himself while Moon was quietly trying to comfort his friend, whispering too quiet to catch until Chill got closer.
“It’s okay. It’s just a toy. We have lots of toys.”
Another sniffle and Sun looked up, scrubbing his face. “B-but, this one was a gift. I broke a gift. You’re supposed to be good to those!” He whined, hugging something to his chest.
Kneeling down, Chill tilted their head. “Accidents happen, Sunshine. It’s okay.”
They both jumped when they were found. Moon nearly toppled off the couch if Chill hadn’t caught him. Once Moon was upright properly the two looked at each other nervously.
“I didn’t mean to,” whispered Sun, holding out an even smaller doll he had been given. A pretty porcelain doll with a blue lace dress. A dress that had been torn most of the way through and hung off them. “There was a loose thread, I just wanted to fix it and, and, and,” Sun let out a sob and hugged the doll closely again, apologizing for breaking them again and again.
Chill sighed and gave a half smile. “It’s just a dress, Sunny. It’s alright. It’s just a dress. I’m sure there’s a spare. We can try to find one in the morning. You two can’t stay up all night.”
Sun clutched the dress tighter when Chill stuck a hand out for it. “No! It was only this one! She’s too tiny for the other dresses. It’s all she has!”
“Sunny?” Soothed Moon, reaching to lay a hand on his shoulder.
Chill opened their mouth slightly. So that’s what it was. With a broader, softer smile, Chill held their hand out again. “I understand. You don’t want her to lose it right? I’ll see what I can do, okay? But it’s way past your guys’ bedtimes.”
They looked between each other again. Moon smiled and nodded for Sun. “We can fix it in the morning. I bet we have glue,” he tried.
Another sniffle, but Sun, oh so, gently put the doll in Chill’s hand. “Do you promise?”
“I promise we’ll figure it out. But first,” they held out their other hand for the two to carefully crawl into their arms, “it’s way past your bedtimes. Let’s get you tucked into bed, okay?”
It wasn’t much more than a large pillow, really, but they had their own bed they shared. It was covered in small blankets and Chill was pretty sure half of their shirts were wrapped around and piled on top of it. Chill was never sure how to tuck them into it, but they always seemed to know what to do.
Hopping down, they crawled until some of the fabric and curled up with each other. Snuggling in, Sun helped Moon adjust his hat as they popped up from under the covers with a giggle.
Making sure they were comfortable. And not at risk of falling out, Chill gave the bedding a small pat. “Goodnight you two. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Goodnight,” they chimed in unison, already seeming to drop off.
Good. One problem dealt with. All that was left.
Looking in their hand, Chill sighed. The doll’s dress looked like it was toast. It was so tiny and delicate. What were they supposed to do? It wasn’t like they could ask the person if they had a spare. Sighing, they walked back to their room. So much for their study snack. Or studying. Sitting at their desk, Chill looked it over carefully. Maybe they could sew it back together? It wouldn’t be perfect, but it would be better than tossing it out. They didn’t think Sun could handle that the two didn’t really have much left from before the fire. Tossing anything would likely be a challenge, but they couldn’t be mad at the little doll. The two had been through enough, and they wouldn’t do anything to make it worse. Any help they could offer the two dolls they would do. They were trying.
After a long moment, Chill let out a long sigh. It was a tiny dress. It couldn’t take that long, surely?
Not that long their right foot! Grumbling, Chill was hunched over the little dress, trying to find where to put the needle. It was too small to see properly! And they thought threading the needle was the worst part. Their shoulders slumped. But Sun needed this. They could do this! Sewing wasn't that hard! It was just hard to see.
Turning on a desk lamp, Chill dug out their cellphone. Maybe it wasn’t the best way to do it, but it would work. Turning on the camera, they zoomed in and leaned the phone on some books. Now they could see most of the details in the lace.
Slowly, and thread by thread, Chill patched the dress together. The thread wasn’t a perfect match, and they struggled to get the dress back on the doll, but as the sun rose through their window, the dress was in one piece again. With their big eyes, it didn’t look too bad. Hopefully, it would be enough for Sun.
Putting the doll down, Chill leaned back and popped their back. No studying and no sleep. Not the best start for the day, but they hoped it would be worth it. Careful to be quiet, they snuck over to their little bed and laid the doll down on Sun’s side so he’d see it when he woke up. They still had some sleep in them, so at least Chill had time to make some breakfast first.
Scrolling through their phone as they leaned over a bowl of cereal, Chill nearly dropped it in the bowl when they heard a squeal. Laughing, they got up to check on the dolls, stuffing their phone in their pocket.
It looked like Sun had fallen out of bed, and Moon was kneeling next to his friend, fretting worriedly. Not that Sun noticed. In his little hands was an equally little doll with a patched lace dress. They were staring at it in wonder, their faceplate almost in half with his smile. “They fixed her!”
Chill grinned, puffing their chest a little with pride. “I’m glad you approve. I wasn’t sure if it looked too ugly, but that was the best I could do.”
Sun was suddenly on his feet, beaming up at Chill. “It’s perfect!” He yelled, rushing over to raise the doll over his head to show her off. As if Chill hadn’t spent the night staring at it. “The colour is really pretty, Chill!” Sun praised again before hugging the doll tightly. “Thank you.” He was crying again, and Moon was quickly at his side with worry, but Sun was smiling brightly.
Once he knew his friend was alright, Moon relaxed and smiled too. “I’m really glad, Sunny. I think the dress is even prettier now.” Looking up at Chill, he smiled warmly. It wasn’t much, but they both knew how important a patchwork dress was.
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