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What is this AU about?
Imagine that, after Lunar was saved from Kill Code and he took over one of Moon’s lab, he insisted on having a “family” yet only to keep both BM and Eclipse close to him, as he sense them as “his property” - the AU diverges from canon right here, as the time BM and Eclipse spend with KC is been longer..
and that only means trauma to show up!~ as KC is a strict leader and a terrible father, he gave Eclipse a body back to force him to be a “medic” of them both, and the Twins were his guard dogs - yet soon enough, the stress is way too much, and when Eclipse finally tried to contact Moon and failed, he knows he has to run away. with the Help of already scared twins, they make a run for it.
months later, the Stitch finds the twins being used by one of Creator's vessels to attack him, they talk and after learning the truth the twins make a deal to help Stitch kill both the brothers and creator, and finally, rule as the ultimate killing machine.
Meanwhile, in desperation to get the start, Eclipse finds Stitch, he learns of his hate of Creator, and Eclipse offers his helpful hand for only a place to rest.
Now, they all share a hiding spot, and soon need to learn how to both tolerate each other and also, help each other..
In my take here Stitch is two AIs in one body- due to being the first test before making Sun and Moon.
I have no plans of when or what will I post exactly, comments will help a lot but please understand, I may never fully “finish this” this is an open AU- I want slice of life content mostly
—------------------------------------------------here is the first one shot~
Who Broke it?
tapping, it was the lounders sound in the room, the lights only had a soft whisper of electric buzzing and the many motors keeping the place working far away making only a hum
tapping , the solar bot is been typing over his new plan and ideas, after the last time he failed to see anyway he could fail , he is been rather paranoid to make an error as thinking he could just get his way without much of an fight , that gator..was rather smart for a dumb animal..
too focused on his own mind, memories that only enrage him, he didn't hear the metal door open up, nor the crouching of the snow as the red jester walked in
What he did hear was a yell like a banshee , the sheer terror ran over his servos , shocking him to stand up and move away of danger ,it took him minutes for his fan to cool him down despite the already cold room he was in
the look on the twins finally made Eclipse groan in anger and demand answers
“THE LEG! WHERE IS IT! YOU TOOK IT AWAY!”
“what are you on about?” he asked, annoyed, truly not knowing what the other yelled for, yet as he finally came to a full calm state, he could see them trembling, hunger..
“MY LEG! MY FOOD! IT WAS IN THE BASEMENT! IS NO LONGER THERE! WHERE IS IT?!” harvest yell, usually the most calm of the two, yet clearly this hunger has been stressing them out
“and the hell do I know? I'm not cleaning after your mess!” Eclipse dared to yell back, only getting an even angry stare of the Jesters as their red eyes locked on his own oranges.
“you took it.. I KNOW you had to.. no one else messes with my things! our things!”
“I didn't! It was only once! because you let it stink the whole room! MY room!”
a mere hand , one would think it would freese and not root, yet the twins had left it over one of the motors, Eclipse had to waste a whole day cleaning the blood and skin off the metal, and force himself to bring lotions for the room.
KC knew how sensitive the smell sensors were to him, it took Eclipse too long to be able to disable it, by then, he had already cleaned the room.
“one is enough! now tell me-”
“- I DIDN'T TOOK SHIT FROM YOU! LOOK IT BETTER and stop bothering me! i'm busy!”
The yelling match did not stop, in fact, it only grew bigger and louder, as the two yelled over a meat leg then over how none of them respected each other places, and soon, it was over who even deserved to be respected.
One demanded it by being the older one, who made them, yet the other showed their force by pushing and twisting the back of the chair.
The heat grew so much, it could have melted the ice off the walls, it could have gone even gorey if it wasn't ended with a loud bang , a crack and a gasp of each animatronic..
Eclipses holded half of a keyboard, meant to be a last minute shield over one of BloodMoon’s punches , one of many the tall jester knew were coming his way, as it was almost a common thing with the twins, brute force to get their way..
Yet as the hand made contact with the plastic, and the small keys flew over the snowed floor they stood there, frozen like the walls , the anger soon banished like a flame in the wind, leaving nothing but a cold regret.
Normally, none of them would care for such cheap plastic, much less one of many keyboards they could get out so easily.. hell, both have destroyed many things in their anger.. things and people..yet this wasn't theirs , this was Stitchwraith..
This was HIS cheap keyboard-
and once again. they couldn't care less about breaking other people's things.. but this was someone who -they may never say out loud- but consider a boss..
Someone they both felt like wouldn't like to know one of his many objects has been destroyed over a pity fight.. an argument that didn't have to happened.
The oil of the bodies ran cold as they both stared at the broken pieces on the floor.. normally both animatronic would put a cold stoic act, some sassy attitude and a Dont Give a Fuck face.. but both were deeply scared with fear and trauma..
as much acting they would put out, lying and hiding their true emotions to everyone else, they were still cursed with feelings and responses to trauma they couldn't control completely..
And this moment was not new, in fact, something like this had happened before, in a cold , silent, and dark place too.. and last time.. they both learned to never break their boss's stuff.. the reminder was like a ghost that still hunts them
-never break Dad’s machines, he will make you regret it- as a whisper they told each other to scare the other.. and now.. this fear had come back to hunt their bodies..memories of what Kill Code would do rushed over both AI’s and as fast as they could, they ran their fingers into the snow, and dirty floor, getting as much plastic as they both could and soon, with all pieces put into the table, they finally started to speak up again..
“.. he’s going to separate you two..”
The red and orange bot said in a whisper, and as if that turned the flame of anger back on, the small red jester barked back
“ YOU broke it! you did this! he’s going to fry YOUR servos!”
“
me
?! I didn't punch this! I told you to leave!Now he’s going to lock you off your body!”
both shiver with the mere mention of one of the worst torture their Father did.. locking them away, deep inside a computer, unable to break free, unable to tell time, just alone in the darkness, forced out of their vessel ,reminded at times how small they were in the claws of the Kill Code himself..
a solitary confinement that could feel like months, yet they knew it was a trick, a lie, that felt so real in the matrix they were trapped on, a living nightmare, the mere mention of the punished had them both silent once more
“...no.. that's not happening” Eclipse finally growled out and with a look of determination, pushed BloodMoon out to the door
“super glue! now! room 7! in the small blue box!”
the small but didn't need any more. Without much fighting, they left as fast as they walked in, Eclipse started to put the pieces back together, thankful that most of the cables were not broken, sure the motherboard was broken in two pieces, yet he had fixed the worst things in less time!
Soon the twins were back, 4 hands finally managed to glue the keyboard back on, now the cracks? sure were visible under the right angle, but both hoped the Stitchwraith would never notice..
they had promised to not ever mention this incident .
BloodMoon had kept looking for his food, hoping eating would calm his now high nerves. meanwhile Eclipse just chooses to hide in the room, getting some old computer parts to make something, anything, just get distracted on and not think of that..
the plan can wait, he needed a break anyways.
The leg was found in the room they already looked in, a minor mistake!
hours passed, until it became a day, and then it was two days..
Both robots did their best to act as normal as they could, doing everything to avoid getting close to that specific computer, doing their best to avoid each other, feeling mad for now this lingering fear in their endos.. blaming each other mentally yet unable to say anything
if they did then, the trust would be broken, and a back stabber gets no mercy, they both had come to similar agreements before, if only to save each other’s neck, it worked in the past
Both would refuse to look when Stitch mentioned stepping on something hard in the snow where the keys had fallen, or feeling the plastic of the keyboard, tensed up, putting on lies after lies, trying to get out of the room as naturally as possible..
none of them would dare to break the small trust they had built.. unless they had to save each other from a punishment..
Finally, in the 3rd day, knowing no one would really come out the shadows, Stitch had to drag them into saying the truth
They asked them to come into the room everything happened, both looking angry and tired, Stitch just knew the stress was eating them slowly, and badly, the talbot had discussed over the matter, it was a keyboard, nothing but plastic and metal, just a mere object meant to be broken eventually
yet it was the lie that had them growing annoyed..
annoyed? worried? something.. feeling like they had to calm their teammates, their brothers..They can risk any betrayal due to fear
The calm voice, often gentle in tone but cold at heart, thought of forcing a discussion to see who would break first, and who would betray faster. Maybe some good old time out would make them not lie again..
it was clear by their recording of the incident, both jesters had a deep fear of being locked down.. yet the stern voice, more kin to be less rush and cold, thought of making them have to mention the incident, and make then understand they are not KC,, they won't do the same things he did..
even as the soft voice thinks it is a good idea in the moment, in the long run? is only making matters worse..
Finally, they come to a term, a trap, a calm talk, and if needed, a promise to a future punishment if only to reminder them who is the leader, so they finally are in the room.. finally there, the stern voice , always in control, spoke calmly
“..this keyboard has been failing me.. I know something has to have happened..”
it was meant to be just the start of a monologue , only a small push to make them tense up, he didn't imagine how much guilt and maybe pure anger had been building inside the smaller robot in the room, his yell was like an alarm to announce disaster
“ECLIPSE BROKE IT! made us be silent! he did it!”
the tall jester could only let out a choke sound before he snapped
“ME?! I FIXED IT! you two broke it!”
and soon, another argument, a yelling match.. Stitch had become so used to this, yet did not meant he wasn't affected by this display of rage and hatred, it bother him to no end how these two refuse to come clean to each other
mere ego or just complete denial, it had Stitch getting tired of the act of pretending to not care for each other.. so before they grew more heated up, he made a loud step.
Both looked over him, anger soon changed to nervousness and soft worry to the other
as both jesters knew better than to try to fight him
Eclipse's frame was far from strong, so much so Lunar managed to almost kill him, but only his fast thinking saved him. This made him not even want to try.
Meanwhile BloodMoon had to learn the hard way..both knew the older one of them carried enough power to take them down at the same time.. even if they divided bodies, the nano machines couldn't compare to whatever was in the chest of their leader..
so when Stitch huffed, they fell silent.
"I have cameras for safety” they startand they watch the fear in the two, as a cold realization hits them, they can only stare and wait , the twins hold each other by mere instinct, they never grew used to feel fear, it been so long and still, such a strange feeling, alien, they hate it
Eclipse slight looks down,he had grew used to feel fear, and he hated it, he hated this feeling, it was a weakness he never got rid off, and he is too hyper aware of himself to know how he looks as the bells on his wrists tingle with the shivering of his body.
“ I know what happened, I saw it, I don't get why you two lied to me.. I was hoping you guys would just come clean. I've been waiting for you two to come to me..”
The buzz of the light never felt more loud, as it took them minutes to dare to talk
BloodMoon takes a few steps back ".. We.. We didn't mean to.. He!-" Harvest speaks now, hoping to hide the stress off his voice - but soon he stops.
"no. No. Don't put excuses, I hate that"
Silence once more, and this time, is Eclipse who dares to speak up, stepping in
".. I fixed it, and didn't want to make it a huge deal.. I told them to never speak of the matter.."
"..ok.."
there's a moment of silence, the tension as the twins look over Eclipse, he is not lying but the twins know they also asked for this to be hidden, but they dont want to suffer any torture, so they stay silent.
Eclipse it's trying to stop shaking, he knows Stitch can do so much worse than KC, yet he can't keep the lie, he wants to get over with it , looking away expecting any yell or hit , a comment of how disappointed he is? even a shock to make him pass out right there.. yet nothing happens.
Stitch sigh , the display of stress finally got to him
"guys.. I'm.. Not him.. I'm.. Not even mad, just.. Don't lie to me..I hate it, it's just a keyboard, is cheap why even fixing it? just.. don't lie to me over anything.."
They nod, Eclipse doesn't dare to look up, he himself feels both shame and anger for his own thinking, he had to know better than this..
The twins break the silence that once again formed ".. No.. Punishment?.." Blood asked
"Nah, it's fixed, I really don't care, so you guys can stop walking on eggshells.. It's not even funny right now.."
they slowly calm down, as their boss finally steps away, making sure to leave the exit easy to access, the twins are the first to leave, the fear is too much, they want it to stop, they it to stop, they stay in high alert, that's something that grew used to feel , is familiar.. is better..
Eclipse meanwhile feels trapped, He could just walk away, but then he would feel like an idiot all month, he wants to make himself braver, be able to fight back this fear it lingers over his endo
He hates to feel wary and on high alert, which is why he came here! to stop these feelings from distracting him all the darm time!
he steps to Stitch who seems to have read his mind, he waits for Eclipse to face him
".. Why didn't you just tell me? What's the real reason? I never cared for any equipment like this, everything it's cheap for a reason.."
The tone is so calm, almost too calm for Eclipse stress out mind, but he plays along
".. You watched us.. I think you know what we were thinking about at that moment, we.. are not the best to hide when we feel too stressed out.”
is a statement both can agree on, Eclipse had seen the twins break down once back in the lab, it wasn't pretty, and he knows he’s been too close to lose it too, is never a fun watch when he had to delete the videos logs out of the lab cameras when he had access to it..
".. Yea.. But.. I guess I hoped you would know better, I'm not him, I don't plan to be like him.."
" I know, I do know that these feelings are rather stupid, you have repeated yourself enough times already.."
Stitch can only hum in desagrement, yet he knows better, weakness is not something they enjoy having, is stupid in their mindset, they can't even pretend they don't think the same..
what they do is make Eclipse speak up more, they can see the solar both needs to let this out
“But..” they start, and watch how the jester crosses his arms, looking away
".. I really feel like I was going to get blasted off my body.. Because.. I never even let you know that I wanted to use your computers, I know I had mine, but I.. I needed to get my files over other device.. not risk getting hacked on.. and well..KC hated when I touched “his things”.. "
there's a moment before Stitch pushed more out of Eclipse, is not usual for him to even speak this much, They need to get as much information as they can
".. You know that computer it's for us all.. What really has you spiraling down this bad?.." the soft voice asked, knowing they can manage a more caring tone than his other half can
".. I don't know.." is a low soft reply, as the dark jester can only hold his arms tight, it angers him to be unable to explain himself
Stitch walks away, choosing to sit on the of the cabinets, space is what Eclipse always need after opening up, they know that much, they overlook him as he stood there, silent, thinking, as his rays softly go in one by one, as an time of animation of thinking, an leftover trail of the lighter one they guess
finally, the ray animation stops, Eclipse looks away even more
" just.. It's a bad week I guess.. stress is doing a number on me.. us.. yet I can assure you”
they turned to look at him, the look they grew used to see on the solar bot's face “ it won't happen again, this display of weakness , won't happen again..”
it's said like a promise and a statement together, Stitch can only nod softly, they don't intend to remark this situation nor extend it any longer that should be
“ok, is it our secret then.. I don't win by making you guys not trust me, is it only my loss if you feel like you have to run away from me.. so, this never happened, we all just.. move along, mh?”
once more the soft voice speaks, the tones seem to always have a secret power, as Eclipse looks more calm now, believing these words
is logical, is what he needs to hear before leaving the room, finally the tension is away, Stitch can only sigh
As they hear Eclipse step away then call him out
“hey..I'm not letting those two get close to you, just in case.. give yourself a needed fix okay? Im not letting them get away with harming you..”
the jester nods and Stitch can swear he even smiled a bit, may be due to something he made clear after a week of fighting with the twins
KC would favor the most bold and loyal of the two, allowing BM to torment him say and night, so they can only assume knowing Stitch doesn't seem take sides may also help him calm down even more
he wasn't going to be the scapegoat again, it must felt nice for the tired robot
finally, the doors opens and shuts, Stitch is alone once more
“all for a leg and a keyboard.. hah.. well.. there's a long road ahead”
“ I can't even imagine what that KC had to do for them to freak out this much.. mh.. I guess I don't want to know..it's over..”
They can hear steps walking away, and finally roll their eyes, as the small fox leaves the room, his need for amusement satisfied, of course the small red fox would have created the issue to start with..
They guess it did helped them to make their statement even more clear now more than ever
After all, they are rejected, left overs, by products of the mistakes of others, forced to survive by violent actions, no one understands , only they all can, is a sense of safety no bunker can give..
Finally, everyone can breathe, and once more, the calmness of the place is back. if only until another heated discussion can happen..