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You were doing arts and crafts in the Superstar Daycare, with your host, Sun. You’d just finished another one of the badly recoloured paper plate Freddy Fazbears that he wanted you to make.
“This looks perfect!” He says gleefully as he sticks it in the shredder.
Before he can start to think of the next badly recoloured glamrock cutout to have you make, you take out a bottle of nail polish and start to paint your nails instead.
Sun looks at you in curiosity and mild annoyance, “What are you doing?”
You reply, not looking up from your nails, “my nails.”
His annoyance dies down a bit as he watches you, and there’s about a minute of silence before he speaks again, “those are… actually kinda cute.”
He continues to watch over you silently and uncomfortably as you paint your nails. When you close the bottle and blow on your nails for it to dry, he gets proper close to your face.
There is a moment of silence.
“Can you do mine?”
You can hear the genuine curiosity and wonder in his voice, and you look at him, resisting the temptation to push his face away from you slightly. “But you don’t have nails.”
He looks down at his fingertips, and would probably frown if he physically could. “Oh…”
You follow up from your earlier sentence with, “it’s okay, I can just paint you some!”
Sun gasps in delight and brings his hands up to hold his faceplate contentedly. “Really?!”
“Yeah. What colour do you want?” You smile at him.
He pauses. “Uuhhhhhhhhhh… gold!”
You comply and magically procure a bottle of shiny, gold nail polish from your magic Y/N pockets.
“Hold out your hands for me, Sun.”
He complies to your request and holds out his huge hands for you to paint nails onto. You take your time to carefully paint gold nails onto his yellow, robotic fingers.
After a few minutes, you move onto his other hand and paint them. He remains silent, watching you as you work, observing your careful ministrations as you paint his “nails”.
You finish and put the lid back on the bottle, then smile at Sun and give him a thumbs up. He observes the shimmery, gold paint on his nails, and would probably smile more if he could. “Thank you! Thank you sooo much! They’re so pretty!”
Seeing the sun robot this happy makes you feel ecstatic, and you grin up at him. “Oh! Also, you might want to for it to dry, so it doesn’t smudge.”
“Uh-huh.” He nods understandingly and flaps his hands up and down to try and dry them faster, which truly is a sight to behold.
After his nails fully dry, he returns to admiring them. “Thank you… again. They’re so pretty!”
You gently hold one of his huge hands to look at the nail polish as well. “You can be a pretty princess now.” You snicker.
He tries to act annoyed, but just ends up laughing along with you.