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Monty was feeling pretty annoyed.
He only recently realized that his little tantrum had become the new big gossip around the pizza 'plex. He heard security guards chat with cashiers about Monty 'attacking Freddy' and causing him to be unavailable for the day. He heard some techs whisper about having to be careful because "His mood can flip on a dime."
Sure, it was true. He did freak out. He did attempt to swipe at Freddy. He did yell. But he did it for lov- BAH- Friendship! He wasn't some maniac who would decommission everyone that pissed him off…
… Despite what everyone thinks.
He was just trying to go and see Sun to help him feel better. He just wanted to help his friend. His anger was justified! All these meat sacks are absolutely awful and deserve a good beating for how they treat not just Sun, but all the animatronics. Sun was just the one receiving the worst of it all. Music Man got his fair share of bullshit too, but he was a lot more thick skinned than Sun.
He just couldn't believe how he was supposed to stay calm and smile while there was so much injustice going on! The great and all mighty Fazbear didn't give a shit! He was treated like a fucking trophy! He didn't have to pay mind to any mistreatment going on, because he was being pampered while animatronics like Moon had to lurk alone in the shadows while people talked shit about him.
… Speaking of which, Monty was starting to feel very pissed off by the glowing red dots peering at him from the dark. All he wanted to do was take a casual stroll around the facility to cool off. But NOOOOOO! SOMEONE had to be a creep and follow him around the entire time. The finite amount of patience he had was running out real fast. He was trying to ignore it. But he didn't think he could anymore.
" Grrrrrr… SERIOUSLY!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DEAL!?!?! WHY ARE YOU FUCKING STALKING ME LIKE A FUCKING CREEP!?!"
The silhouette stopped moving as he whipped around and started screaming his head off. The eyes continued to stare in silence before a malicious giggle escaped the darkness.
"Phu hu hu! What's the matter, Water pup? Not a fan of being surveilled~?"
"You're supposed to patrol the facility! Not me! Did yer damn head break or somethin'?"
"Oh that's already done. So I've got plenty of time to stalk and crawl around~. It's just what I do~."
"Listen dude! I'm not-"
"I know what you're going to say, so don't bother. 'You're not in the mood'. It's what you always say. I'm starting to think you just don't like me very much."
"NO SHIT, SHERLOCK!!! You're a fucking creepy weirdo! You were literally just stalking me! Do you think that would make me psyched to talk with you!?!"
"Ooooo. Ouch. My feelings! You're so mean!"
"Stop with the fucking acting. Just leave me alone."
Monty began walking off away from Moon, until he was stopped in his tracks by Moon's upside down face appearing right in front of him. He yelled and stumbled backwards, making the celestial body cackle evilly.
Monty growled and tied his fist by his chest.
"FUCKING MORON!!! DO YOU WANT TO GET CLOCKED IN THE FACE?!?"
The Glamrock was growing more and more frustrated by the second, really just wanting to knock his lights out. Really really bad.
"Oh please! As if you even could! You talk a big game and all the humans are terrified of you. But… against someone of your own kind, you're as clunky and dimwitted as a broken stage light. You'd never even land a hit~."
That taunt gave Monty pause for a second. Despite how he really did build up his reputation as being tough and aggressive, he found the remarks about his inability to fight the other animatronics… not that hurtful. It was actually kinda refreshing.
But maybe that was just due to his affinity for teasing and sass. And boy was Moon setting himself up for that!
"... Oh? Do you really think so? Because let me tell you… I'm known for causing quite a lot of property damage. You're looking at the bot who managed to slice through a steel pipe with just his claws!"
"Must have been an intense battle of wit, considering you were evenly matched~. You may have brawns, gator! But you ain't got nothing else. No brains, no grace, no speed, no charm, NADA! NICHTS! NIKTO! NASHI!"
"Ooooooh I wouldn't be so sure 'bout that one, toots!"
"Montgomery gator, not so sure? Not surprising~."
"You must have a death wish or somethin', goatin' me on like this! You really want to fight that bad?"
Moon tapped his finger to his cheek, letting out a thoughtful hum as he continued dangling by his legs.
Monty grinned as he was already prepared to strike, he just wanted to do it when Moon spoke so he could interrupt him. Petty? Yes. Very much so, yes.
"It does sound tempting, I've gotta ad-"
Then the lanky animatronic felt a firm hand grip his arm and jank him down from his perch, slamming him into the floor. He let out a loud groan before looking up and seeing Monty tower over him with a smug grin, putting a foot to his chest to keep him pinned.
"HA! HA HA HA! Not so up your own ass NOW, are ya?!" He laughed and put a hand to his head, enjoying the clearly annoyed energy he was giving off.
Moon let out a low growl as he felt humiliated from the surprise attack. But he didn't stew for long, as he was quick to return fire.
He was very fast, bending his legs up to wrap around the leg keeping him stuck. Then he did a crunch, pulling his legs back down to topple the dumb reptile from his highhorse.
Monty lost his balance and fell to the floor. When he looked back over at Moon, he had gotten onto all fours, crawling away towards the nearest wall. But Monty wouldn't have it. He pushed himself back up and pounced at him like a tiger, managing to grab onto his pants and preventing him from running away.
Then the gator pulled him closer and grabbed a hold of his neck, getting back up to his feet while raising the daycare attendant into the air.
"Call that slow, fucker! Now, time for some negotiation."
He walked over to the atrium balcony and held Moon over the edge, dangling him at least two floors off the ground.
"Let's seeeeee~. How about first you will tell the other Glamrocks that I'm clearly the more talented band member? Then you can be my caddy while I'm golfing!"
"Grrrrrrh… Your voice is getting really aggravating. I'd rather plummet to my imminent death."
"Hol' up! I ain't done! I also need ya to get me more pillows and blankets for my room! Only the softest wi-AUGH!" As Monty was rambling his demands, Moon gave his elbow a swift chop, causing the gator to drop him.
Immediately, he gasped and leaned over the railing, looking around for the poor animatronic.
"MOON?!?" He shouted, scanning frantically.
"Heh heh heeeeh~" he heard some snickering from right below him. He looked confused until he spotted Moon's stupid smiling face peeking out from below the balcony before ducking back.
"Oooooo you slippery little bitch! I'll get ya for that!"
Monty went charging down the escalators as fast as he could. He made it to the floor below and started looking around for that oversized spider. He spotted him crawling along the wall above the Fazerblast entrance. That gave him a great idea.
He rushed inside, located the nearest raygun and quickly snatched it up before running out again.
"So you think you're so fucking smart, huh?!"
Moon turned his head towards Monty, ready to make a smartass comment. But he got no such chance, as a blinding red light caused him to hiss in pain and fall off of the wall. The other robot was ready for him and caught him by the leg, holding him upside down in the air.
"Well how smart are ya NOW, BITCH!?"
"Your brain has direct access to the internet, yet you've said bitch at least three times already. Can't you come up with something more original, you uncultured, bothersome dead pixel?"
"Oh! Oh so you want me to be creative?! Alright, fine! Bring it on, Cunt-cucker!"
" NOW we're TALKING! That's more like it, you cheap dollar store pleather bag!"
"Ha! Now who's being unorigiiiIIIIIII!!!" Monty suddenly let out quite the uncharacteristic shriek as he felt his sides suddenly get attacked by long slender fingers, tickling him furiously.
He started laughing uncontrollably and stumbled a bit from the shock, but Moon did not let up. In fact, he made it worse by moving further up towards one of his joints. That was the ticket, as Monty immediately dropped him and had to hug himself to prevent any more of it.
"Awe~. What a cute giggle~. I should record it for Sun next time~."
"THEHEHEHERE WON'T BE A N-NEXT TIME!!!"
Moon shrugged and quickly got up and ran off towards a random direction to gain some distance.
The gator quickly recovered and gave chase again, raising the ray gun and firing after him.
Moon dodged and weaved, bouncing around in a taunting little gremlin jig. He made sounds akin to blowing a raspberry and other such taunts as he ran into the nearest entrance, being Gator Golf. Neither paid the sign any mind though as they just ran straight in.
"YOU ARE SO IMMATURE!!! STOP MOVING SO DAMN MUCH!!!"
"I WORK WITH TODDLERS, PLANK-FACE! GOTTA BE FAST AND HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOUR!"
The lunar bot quickly looked back ahead of him and saw where they were. He quickly took the opportunity and jumped up into one of the prop trees and started scaling it.
"FUCK YOU FOR BEING LIGHTER THAN ME!!!"
"MAYBE LAY OFF THE PIZZA, FATASS!!!"
Monty growled and aimed the gun again, still running to catch up with him. But, again, the shot missed its target. As Monty approached the tree, Moon wasn't really moving to climb higher.
Instead, as he got close enough, Moon gripped onto one of the vines and swung down towards him, delivering a hard kick to his face, sending him crashing to the floor. Meanwhile, Moon just cackled as he admired his handiwork.
"HAHAHAHA! What a fucki-" before he could finish gloating, he found himself crashing face first into another tree in a cartoony fashion. He let out a painful groan as he slid down to the floor.
" Oooooough… that one looked like it hurt…" Monty mumbled as he tried his best not to burst out laughing at this amazing slap-stick routine the daycare attendant had going on.
Moon hissed and sat up, rubbing his head while trying to regain balance.
"Need a hand?" the gator asked and held his hand out towards the dizzy bot. He accepted the hand without thinking, which was his mistake. Monty proceeded to twirl him around and force him against a wall. Then he got him into a hammerlock, pushing his arm against his back.
"HEY! YOU TRICKED ME! THAT'S UNFAIR!"
"I'm not playing fair! I'm playing to win!"
Moon growled in frustration as he started struggling to get free. He put his foot up against the wall and shoved as hard as he could, managing to get the large animatronic to move backwards a few feet. Then he spun his legs around like a propeller and kicked him in the knees, causing him to lose balance and drop him again.
The moon robot delighted in this with a chuckle before getting back up and quickly giving Monty a punch in the jaw.
"YOU CAN FUCKING SPIN YOUR LEGS!?!"
"I'm veeeeeery versatile. Got loads of surprises!"
He went in for another punch, but Monty was fast to dodge it and give Moon a scratch across the torso. Then he backed off as the tall, shambling animatronic held his chest in pain.
The gator looked around for a second before getting an idea and running off. Moon recovered soon and watched as Monty ran away. He hissed and got back onto all four.
"The hunter has become the hunted~"
He gave chase.
*~*~*
It took a while for him to track him down, searching around the entire golf course. He figured he'd find him faster if he got up higher, so he got onto the walkway above Gator Golf and scanned the entire area.
"Looking for someone, clown twink?"
Moon's head tilted backwards, facing the source of the noise without moving his body. He stared in silence as he sat perched on a railing.
Right there was Monty, gripping a golf club and wielding it like a sword. He grinned wider than even Moon.
"En guard, Wench!!!"
"... … … … …" Moon remained still, letting the silence extend into awkward territory.
"Well? What are you waiting for, coward? Have at you!"
" No ."
"What???"
"No. I'm not fighting you if you're holding a fucking golf club like you're charging in to fight the elf king on behalf of the orcs."
"... That one was too specific."
Moon just shrugged.
"Well whatever! Because all I'm hearing is 'I surrender, Monty!' from you!"
Moon became quiet, just staring at Monty while getting down onto his feet, seemingly thinking over what to do.
He just stood there for the longest time before letting out a deep, exasperated sigh. He quickly leaned over and picked up a loose pipe, holding it and weighing it with one hand.
"Hey! That ain't fair!"
"I'm not playing fair…" the daycare attendant snickered before attempting a swing at Monty, who dodged out of the way just in time.
"... I'm playing to win!"
Monty gave him an annoyed glare… until he smirked at the quote and readied himself for battle.
He charged at Moon, managing to smash him in the shoulder before the tall robot retaliated with a pipe to his chest. The battle raged on with the two exchanging blows, the battlefield taking up the entirety of the walkway. They ran around in circles and tried gaining dominance by getting the other to take a step back.
Their weapons clashed together as they both used all their might to win this battle of strength. In the end, Moon's pipe managed to bend the golf club, causing it to break through Monty's defense and force him backwards.
He stumbled and hit his back against a part of the railing that was seemingly less rusty and damaged than the rest. He looked back and saw the floor below, freezing up in a moment of sudden dread.
The nighttime bot ran at him, weapon raised high in preparation to strike.
"WAIT!!! STOP!!!"
He halted completely and lowered the pipe, taking notice of his sudden change in behavior. He tilted his head confused.
"I… I don't… Can we take this back to the atrium? I… I just don't…"
Monty looked really nervous for some reason.
Is he scared of heights? Well… I guess that makes sense. He's very heavy. And he hurt himself pretty bad when he fell last time. Probably left some bad mental scars.
"... Sure. Let's ditch the swordplay too. It looks ridiculous."
Monty did not retort with a joke about the word swordplay as expected. He just nodded and carefully moved over towards the stairs. Moon followed quietly.
*~*~*
The two walked out of the golf area and into the atrium. Moon eyed Monty as he kept theorizing about the weird reaction. But as they moved towards the stage area, Moon got an idea and snickered mischievously.
"... Hey… th-thanks dude. I… I didn't mean to rui-" as the gator tried to excuse himself, he was caught off guard by Moon's hand swiping at his face and leaving him stunned. Once he recovered from the surprise, he noticed that his surroundings were suddenly a little… brighter.
"No WAY! You've gotta be kidding me! You use a magnet to keep these on?!"
He turned and looked at the daycare attendant, who was wearing his sunglasses and laughing to himself. He was left sputtering, flabbergasted by the cheer audacity of this bitch.
"Bwu- gha- pfffwa-! HEY! GIVE THOSE BACK!!! NO ONE TOUCHES MY SHADES!!! "
"If you want them… come get them" he challenged Monty before dashing off again, heading towards the kitchen. Monty growled angrily and took off right away, running at him like a raging boar. He was really pissed! And Moon was enjoying it. Much more than seeing him get all anxious like before.
He weaved around corners, dodged between staff bots and vaulted over any obstacle in his way. Monty just brute-forced his way through, crashing into walls and shoving the other robots blocking his path.
"GET THE FUCK BACK!!! IF YOU BREAK MY SHADES, I'LL FUCKING CRUSH YOU HARDER THAN THAT STUPID TRASH COMPACTOR!!!"
"I WOULD NEVER! I'M JUST BORROWING THEM! CALM YOUR TITS!"
"MOOOOOOON!!!"
The two busted through the door to the kitchen, Moon heading straight for the deep fryer. He took the glasses off and dangled them over the sizzling grease. That made Monty stop in his tracks and glare at him seriously.
"... You wouldn't dare…"
"Oh, wouldn't I? Now it seems to be my turn to make demands, ey?"
He growled quietly as Moon started tapping his chin in thought.
"First… I want you to stop destroying stuff. Then, you will have to go up on stage and talk about how much you love all the kids in the pizza 'plex. Then-"
"I would stop right there if I was you."
The caretaker looked over confused, until he spotted what Monty was holding between his claws. An adorable calico cat keyring.
"One more demand and Patches gets it!"
" You wouldn't…! "
"Oh… wouldn't I? "
The two stared each other down, evaluating whether or not the other one was serious. The glaring lasted for a couple of seconds, until Moon took a slow, tentative step closer to Monty. Monty did the same, reaching out slowly to take his glasses back. They both did a slow exchange, neither trusting the other.
Monty then quickly snatched the glasses back and tossed the keyring away into the trash compactor.
"NO!!!" Moon shouted and shot right after it, erratically scrambling across the room to catch it. He gripped onto something to give him leverage to boost himself forward, not paying attention to what he gripped.
Monty chuckled to himself until he looked over and realized what it was as a red light turned on. He quickly jumped to action and ran after Moon.
The tall robot stumbled into the trash compactor and quickly picked up the tiny Calico, cradling it in his hands. Right as he did, he felt a tug at his neck ruffle.
"WATCH OUT!!!"
He didn't get time to register what happened until he saw a massive wall of pure steel swoosh past his face, just missing him as it crushed all the garbage inside.
The two animatronics tumbled backwards and landed on the ground, Moon landing on Monty's chest with a shocked huff. The gator groaned and sat up, looking over at the scene before them as the room suddenly turned eerily quiet.
Moon sat up too, staring in stunned silence between the compactor and the Glamrock. He then looked down to the floor, his shoulders shaking a little. Monty watched him, getting a bit concerned.
"M… Moon?"
"Hhhhhhh… gh… gha… ha ha…" his voice went from an indistinguishable hiss to a soft, delightful giggle. It didn't sound snarky or malicious or bitter like he was used to. It just sounded… sweet.
He found himself unable to hold back a chuckle of his own. They both just sat there and laughed, the situation so ridiculous and stupid that it couldn't be taken seriously. Moon laughed even harder after a while, holding his stomach and doubling over.
"HA HA HA HA HA!!! I-HI A-A-ALMOST HEH HEH HEH D-DIED!!!"
The reptile's laugh tapered off, just watching the other bot cackling about the whole ordeal.
"Y-yeah… that… that was a close one!"
"AHA HA HA! I ALMOST GOT MYSELF AND SUN KILLED! HAHAHAHA! GOD! WHAT THE FU-HUHUHUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!"
"Uh… M-Moon?"
"OHOHOH MY GO-HOHOD! I AM LITERALLY THE WORST!!!"
"Hey! Moon!"
Monty grabbed him by the shoulders and gave him a good shake, seemingly snapping him out of whatever hysteria he was just caught up in. He blinked rapidly and shivered lightly.
"Hey… you good? You kinda freaked out there."
"... … … I… I'm so fucked up… what's wrong with me?"
"Hey! Ya almost bit the dust! I don' blame ya for losing your shit!"
Moon wrapped his arms around himself and leaned against his legs, whimpering quietly.
"I… I don't know why I've been following you around… well… I do, but I also know it wasn't a valid reason."
"Well… ya gonna tell me then? I feel like I deserve to know."
"I… I overheard some employees talking about you… about your attack at Freddy. They said you gave him a really bad scratch and that you swore at customers. I… I just… I had to make sure… I don't know… it was true?"
Monty looked offended, putting a claw to his chest while still holding Moon's shoulder carefully.
"WHAT?! That ain't true! I swiped at 'im, sure! But I didn't hurt him! And I said A swear in front of some teens, I didn't swear AT them!"
Moon looked up at him quietly, processing the information he just heard. It… actually made a lot of sense. That sounded more like Monty than the first version.
"I'm… sorry. I… I probably just wanted to find any reason to dislike you. Just so I had a reason. I just wanted to justify my distrust of you instead of actually… figuring out who you are as a person."
"But why? Why do ye feel the need? I know ya don't like me, but if you don't have a reason already… what the fuck?"
Moon remained silent, putting his head down and letting out a heavy, guilt ridden sigh. Monty could clearly tell he was feeling bad. And that he probably didn't understand all this himself either.
"... … …"
"... Ya know what? Feelings are weird. I don't get 'em! They make you do stupid shit, like destroy yer favourite pillow for no reason!"
The lunar bot turned his head to peek at Monty curiously.
"... Or stalk someone for no reason."
"Ye! Right! They are so complicated! Like… Last week I wanted to beat you up because you were annoying… three days later I bought this keychain in case I needed to butter you up a bit."
Moon chuckled and looked down at the cat merch, rubbing a thumb over it affectionately.
"... Well you used too much butter, dude."
Monty returned the laugh and pushed himself up off the floor.
"Welp! Think it's 'bout time to turn in! But I got some time to spare. Wanna jam a bit?"
Moon looked completely shocked by that question, quickly getting up right after him.
"B-but! I-i-i-isn't that your and Sun's thing?!"
"Pffft! I get to jam with whoever I wan'! Sun don't own my time!"
"... Whomever…"
"Oh ha ha! Very funny, grammar police!"
They both chuckled and Moon looked away nervously, thinking over the request.
"... Do you know the 'No more fucks to give' song?"
"No? Which one is that?"
"Oh… OH! You're going to LOVE this!"
They walked off towards some place more comfortable to sit down and play, ignoring the uncomfortable topic of the bad blood/rivalry between them. For the time being, they just wanted to pretend they were friends. B-because they weren't really… of course.
But it was a nice thought.