Several years had passed since the PizzaPlex incident—when Moon malfunctioned and became aggressive. Fear spread quickly, and instead of repairing the daycare attendants, the management decided to shut them off for good and replace them with a new animatronic.

Today, like many others, you found yourself at an auction. You didn’t usually buy anything; it was just a way to pass the time. But then something caught your eye. A Sun animatronic—complete with its charging station. Your heart raced. There was no way you were leaving without it.

You bought it, carefully transported it home, and immediately plugged in the charging station. You watched the lights flicker as the battery hummed to life, waiting anxiously as it powered up. Hours passed, and finally, the animatronic was ready.

With a deep breath, you activated him. His internal fans whirred to life, the mechanical hum filling the room.

“Hello, new fr—”

He paused, tilting his head slightly, lights blinking in confusion.

“Uh… where am I…?”

Despite the initial disorientation, there was something endearing in the way he looked around, curious and completely unaware of the world he had just awoken to.