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"So I hear that you have understood what you want from me." Moon says, cringing at how stilted and stupid he sounds. That sentence barely even makes sense, but he must admit he's nervous. He doesn't really like himself, let alone trust himself, and, well, he's not fond of being surrounded by himself.
He felt uncomfortable enough in the Sun Sanctuary, surrounded by his brother on all sides, most of whom were afraid of him, but this is like torture.
"Yeah, we do." Replies Purple Arms Moon.
"It's taken us some time to discuss properly, but..." Purple Moon says. "We are aware of the residents of your dimension, of their powers and such, and your own prowess, as adequate as that may be, but who we find most interesting is… Your brother." He tilts his head. "He is what we want."
Moon tilts his own faceplate, his frown deepening. "Uh… 'Kay… Why?"
Purple Moon turns his head to look at Wheatley. "Before we get to that. Wheatley, wait outside for a bit. This is secret council business, none of your concern."
"Oh, uh, okay, but, well, I did still have some… Ideas I wanted to run past you-" Wheatley says, but is interrupted.
"Afterwards, Wheatley." Purple Moon says.
"Yeah, scram until we call ya back." Purple Arms Moon waves off Wheatley.
Wheatley cringes into himself and starts backing out of the door. "Yes, yes, we can talk after this, I suppose. Call me back when you're ready for me to- to take seven uh, three… Uh… Moon back. Yes, when Moon is ready to go back, just come outside and-"
"Leave now, Wheatley." Security Bot Moon waves more aggressively than Purple Arms Moon.
"Yes, yes, out I go…" Wheatley says and then he's gone, his rambling voice getting quieter until it stops.
"Anyways, Ringleader?" Purple Moon prompts Ringmaster Moon to speak.
"Yes, see, I know last time we discussed how many of the Moons here do not care for Suns at all, but…"
"Some of us still harbor some kind of feelings towards Sun." Security Bot Moon finishes. "We would like to… Act out these feelings with your brother."
Moon tenses. "Are you guys saying you want to torture my brother?"
"Not torture." Security Bot Moon says.
"Well, not torture, per se." Purple Arms Moon is quick to correct. "I don't know if he'd like it. He does see Moons as siblings, I think it'd be pretty disgusting to him."
"He probably doesn't see all Moons like that." Ringmaster Moon says. "He should be aware enough to recognize other dimensional variants as their own people, especially since we don't even look much like his brother. He's an experienced dimension hopper from what we've learned."
"I'm sorry." Moon interrupts. His stomach feels weird and heavy. He doesn't like how they're talking about Sun, assuming things about him. "What is it that you want to do with my brother?"
"It's quite simple." Purple Moon says, looking Moon in the eyes. "We want to each take our turns having our way with him. See, us four are a little different to most Moons. We loved our Suns, but they didn't love us back, that's why we had to leave them."
Purple Arms Moon speaks up next. "Your scrawny twin don't look much like our actual Suns, but he got most of the features we loved about our own. He'll do."
"It is a good deal, no?" Security Bot Moon asks. "No damage or harm will come to him or any of your family, and it will all be wrapped up in one night. If he really doesn't like it, you could just wipe his memories afterwards, like I used to do to my own Sun."
Moon's faceplate tilts so much it nearly goes upside down, his deep frown mimicking an unsettling grin. "You guys want to gangbang my brother?" He confirms, wanting to be completely sure he's on the same page as the council.
"Yes, that is our proposal." Ringmaster Moon nods.
Moon's head spins all the way around, his expression neutral now. He's quiet as he regards the four Moons in the room with him. After a pregnant pause, he speaks. "You know, you guys made a mistake the last time you talked to me." Moon starts rubbing at one of his arms, looking down at it and inspecting it. "You told me I was anomalously violent. Which means… None of you are prepared for the level of violence that I can get to, and how quickly I can get to it."
Before any of them can respond, a blinding flash of light fills the room, disorientating the council members. Moon moves as quickly as a Cheetah as he hits each of them with his built-in tazer, scrambling their systems and making them lose control of their limbs. He doesn't want to kill them too quickly, not after their disgusting remarks towards his brother.
"Who were you guys made by?" Moon asks, as if this was a casual conversation, as he starts with Security Bot Moon. Due to his previous position as security, he regards this one as the most dangerous, thus the one to be rid of first. Moon pulls out a dagger and presses a button on the side which causes the blade to become super-heated. He presses the blade to Security Bot Moon's neck and watches as it cuts through like butter. "Fazco? Afton? Some nameless assembly line technician? Victor Crowley? Sul-Sul, even? Some other contractor?"
Moon holds up the gray head to make sure that everyone in the room sees how quickly he dispatched one of them. Also so they can see as he digs the blade into the bot's severed head, cutting a hole into it. He places the blade down so he can reach inside the hole and pull out the dead Moon's personality chips. He crushes them in his hand, grinding up the chips with malice even as his expression remains bored.
"I was made by Sven, and I bet none of you even know that name, or why you should fear it. You guys think you know everything." Moon chuckles. "It takes a real idiot to think they're the smartest person in the room. Have you guys ever heard of an animatronic named Ruin? He's us, you know. Both of us, a Sun and a Moon in the same body, the same mind. He's a hell of a lot smarter than me. See how I'm smart enough to admit there are smarter people out there?"
Moon moves over to Purple Arms Moon next as he pulls a gun out of his pants pocket. "You didn't search me for weapons, by the way. Another idiot move." Deafening gunshots ring throughout the room as Moon empties the clip out in Purple Arm Moon's face. He moves what shattered remains are left by brushing them away with his slipper. "Anyways, Sven was such a threat and a monster that Ruin created a machine that wiped out five thousand something dimensions just to erase Sven from existence." Moon reaches down and then pulls the personality chips out of the shattered faceplate. They're already filled with holes, but he still grinds them up, just the same.
"And you know what?" Moon says as he rounds on Ringmaster Moon, who is starting to move. "He may have actually had a point to doing that, because Sven is legitimately just that much of a threat. I fucking hate my creator," Moon grips Ringmaster Moon's faceplate and starts peeling it off of their head. Ringmaster Moon screams in agony as their face is degloved. "And I hate the violent monster he made me to be, but it has its uses." Moon looks at the face he peeled off, stuck in an agonized grimace, and then throws it away. He pulls the personality chips out and drops the now limp body back onto the floor. He walks over to Purple Moon and grinds the chips in his hand over his face, sprinkling the dust onto him.
Moon crouches down, getting face to face with the still paralyzed bot. "Uses like this. Like protecting my family. Like always being prepared for a fight. Do you see now, that you aren't the smartest person in the room? Can your fragile Moon ego handle that? I've been humbled enough times that I can accept it." Moon grins at the bot as he sees purple oily tears start running down his faceplate. "You shoulda kept my Sun's name out of your filthy, unworthy mouth, because the only Moon who's gonna fuck him is me."
Moon stands back up and then brings his slippered foot down onto Purple Moon's faceplate again and again, until it cracks open. He reaches down and rips out the last set of personality chips, grinding them up and then tossing them in the air like confetti.
Moon looks around at the carnage he had made and scoffs. To think these weaklings called themselves Moons. They weren't worthy of the name.
Moon portals home.
"Guys? Council? Moons?" Wheatley calls out as he walks into the room. "I know you haven't called me back in yet, but it's been a bit, and I thought I heard- Oh my gods! Is this the work of that seven two- no, it was seven three… Seven… Six? That six seven guy? Did he do this?" He looks at the bodies. They look unsalavagable, their chips crushed up like coffee grounds. "Our entire council… Gone… That means… I am the new leader of Moon Haven- No! I am the new leader of the Moon Monastery!" Wheatley laughs as he throws his hands up in victory.
"Oh my god, what happened to you?" Sun asks as he hovers over Moon, who had just walked inside. "Was this those other Moons?" Sun's expression darkens. "Do I need to go have a chat with them?"
"Nothing to chat with anymore. Don't worry about me, none of this oil is mine." Moon smiles sharply at his brother and watches as he relaxes. The concern and threats from Sun make his circuits sing with joy. "So I suppose we can go ahead and confirm that they were the ones behind the attack, and you can let the Sun Sanctuary know that the threat has been eliminated. The council was behind it, and without them there should be no more attacks. If there are… Well, I'll figure out a way to take out the rest of them. Consider it my offering to help convince them to let TJ and Jack into the school. They deserve an education too."
"Thank you so much for your help, Moon." Sun says. He makes to hug Moon but stops. "How about you go clean up while I inform the Sanctuary?"
Moon looks down at himself, covered in oil and tiny bits of ground up personality chips. "Sounds good."
Moon smiles as he slips into his brother's room, locking the door behind himself. He did something good for Sun. He deserves a reward.
Not that he only does this when he deserves it, but at least this time he can justify it.
Moon walks over to his brother's bed. Sun sleeps like a rock, always has. The nighttime is for Moon, and Moon will always take it. "I did something wonderful for you today, brother." Moon says as pulls away the sheets. His twin is in his sleeping pants and nothing else, no bells or ribbons. "I took care of your problem." Moon pulls off his own sleeping pants and then slides onto the bed. "I made sure those filthy Moons will never touch you. You have no idea how mad they made me, the carnage I caused because of it." Moon chuckles as he reaches for his brother's pants, pulling them off. He tosses them to the side and then hovers his faceplate over Sun's, ready to kiss his sleeping twin. "I don't even know if they were behind the attack, but I got so mad when they asked to fuck you just for information. As if I'd ever let another put their hands on-"
Moon is shut up as a hand grasps his neck rod and slams it to the pillow. Moon stares up in shock at his brother's rage filled face. "So you did lie to me! I knew it!" Sun quietly but angrily says.
"Sun?! You're awake?! I- I wasn't- this isn't what it looks like, I was just-"
"Don't you dare lie to me again." Sun hisses out, a tingle of electricity coming from his hands to Moon's throat in warning. "I'm so fucking sick of your lies."
"Electricity? I thought you knew fire magic." Moon says, distracted by his brother's power.
"I'm proficient in fire, but I know the basics for all the elements, and I have a natural knack for electricity, probably due to being electrical myself." Sun explains before squeezing Moon's throat pipe tighter. "But stop trying to change the topic. You lied to me! You lied! You promised you'd be truthful with me!"
"I'm sorry, Sun! I just didn't want you to know that they asked for you like that. I didn't want you to know how their sick Moon minds were thinking of using you in such a degrading way." Moon's teeth grit in rage as he thinks back to it. "It burned me up so much to hear them talk about touching you, as if you don't belong to me!" Moon freezes up after saying that, scared he confessed something awful.
"Moon. We're naked. I know what you do to me in my 'sleep'." Sun says, voice flat.
"But how? And for how long?" Moon asks, scared to hear the answer. Scared to hear how Sun knows all about his dirty secret and how much Sun hates him for it.
"You don't even bother to clean me out, did you really think you were being slick?" Sun shakes his head. "You're always assuming you're so much smarter than everyone, but you're just as dumb as the rest of us. I figured it out after the first night we slept in separate bodies when I had a cunt full of blue goo in the morning. I stayed in a light rest mode from then on, awake for each time you came into my room and fucked me."
Moon's wide eyes show nothing but fear. "Why- why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you stop me?"
"There you go, being stupid again." Sun rolls his eyes before grinning and moving in closer to Moon. "I didn't say anything because I liked it."
Moon lays there, staring up at Sun, his mind running a mile a minute. "Wait, really? Even though I'm your brother?"
Sun snorts and pulls back, finally taking his hand off of Moon's throat. "Especially because you're my brother. I wouldn't have tolerated this from anyone else. However much you think you want me, you should know I want you a thousand times more." Sun's grin is too wide for his face. "You should know that I would kill for you too, and I have."
Moon feels a surge of arousal that causes his modesty plate to snap open. "Oh."
Sun giggles as he looks at Moon's tentacle writhing in the open air of his bedroom. "Looks like you might need a hand. I'd be happy to lend you my help, but…" Sun's eyes narrow. "I'm still not over how you lied to me. I want the truth. Now."
Moon sighs shakily, turned on enough that his brain feels stupid, but he forces his oil back up to his head so he can think a little more clearly. "When I went to the Moon council, they told me they would be willing to work with me and give me the information we need if I let them sleep with you. I got mad and killed them all. When I came home, I just thought it'd be easier to pin the blame on them than to explain why I went homicidal on a group that may not have even done the crime. I know that means the Suns will stop investigating and let their guard down, but I was really hoping the political assassination was just a one time thing."
Sun sighs. "See, was that so hard? All I want is for you to be truthful with me. I'm not mad, Moon. I'm actually really flattered. All those Moons wanting me, heh." Sun shakes his head. "As if any Moon besides you is worth my time. I would've killed them too." Sun climbs atop Moon, letting his own modesty plate open. "How about I reward your honesty, and maybe next time you won't lie to my face."
"I'm really sorry, Sun. Please, please let me inside you, please." Moon begs, his tentacle reaching up to writhe against Sun's thigh.
Sun smiles at Moon. "Well, you did say please." Sun sinks down onto Moon, taking him with ease. After all their times together, even if he was in rest mode for them, it comes naturally for his body to accept Moon inside. They fit together perfectly, made for each other.
Moon moans as he bucks up into Sun. It's so much different to have Sun actively riding him instead of him fucking into Sun's still, sleeping form. To have Sun moaning and staring down at him with lust in his white eyes, gripping his shoulders as he rides him like he's never wanted anything more than Moon's cock inside of him. Moon is still amazed that this is happening, that his twin wants him back just as much, that Sun is just as much of a filthy degenerate as him.
Probably something Sven programmed into them, that freakish bastard.
Moon silently thanks his creator.
"Ngh, Sun!" Moon calls out, gripping onto Sun's thin thighs as they squeeze his hips.
"Oh, are you close, Moon? Do you want to cum inside your brother's pussy just like you do every other night?" Sun asks tauntingly.
"Yes! Yes, I'm so close, Sun!" Moon affirms.
"Well, too bad." Sun says as he pulls off of Moon entirely, leaving him bucking up into the air and whining. Sun settles back onto the bed, as if nothing ever happened. "You've been doing this for years and never let me cum. Consider this payback." Sun pushes his brother off of his bed, leaving Moon in a crumpled, blue-balled heap on the floor. "If you ever wanna breed my cunt again, you better quit that lying shit." Sun looks over the edge at the sad pile of his twin. "And lick my fucking clit for once, you selfish prick!"
Moon groans miserably as he listens to the sounds of Sun getting himself off. He wants to touch himself too, but he understands he doesn't deserve it. He lets his modesty plate close, despite the aching of his tentacle, and stands and pulls his pants back on. He looks back at Sun to see he's already finished, looking satisfied and sleepy under his sheets. He was probably already pretty close. Moon wonders how many times he's accidentally edged his own twin as he leaves Sun's room.
Tomorrow night he'll be better. He'll worship Sun like he deserves. For tonight, well…
Moon heads to the bathroom to take a cold shower.