For a few moments, Parts and Service was completely silent, save for the humming of the machinery as it added the finishing touches on Solar Flare's repairs. Said animatronic was still in quite the state, their calm mask broken by their twitching and fidgeting around inside the tube.

Unable to take the silence anymore and starting to get a bit nervous themself, Lunar decided it was time to speak up. "Moon can be scary sometimes, but he's nice, really. It just takes him a while to trust people."

Solar Flare doesn't respond, but they still slightly, so lunar counts that as a win. He hopes that his words will help them calm down, and not annoy them like they apparently had to Eclipse.

Lunar tried not to think about Eclipse, or at least the one from their world, as little as possible. He knew that probably wasn't the best coping strategy, that they'd need to face those memories at some point, but facing them was hard. But now, with Solar Flare here, a fellow victim of the evil animatronic and his even worse 'father,' it was putting them right back into that icky headspace again.

And they felt bad for thinking that, because it was hardly Solar Flare's fault that he'd been traumatized in the past. But feelings were just weird like that, lunar supposed.

Lunar sighs, trying to make it low enough to not be heard over the machines. "Working with Eclipse really sucked for me," he confessed. He knows he really shouldn't be burdening Solar Flare with his trauma; they have enough to deal with as it is. But as much as Sun and Moon try to help him, they don't really understand what it's like. Sure, Sun had to deal with him creeping through his mind, constantly trying to take it over, and by extension Moon did too, but it just wasn't the same. It wasn't the same as being created by him, and constantly having these expectations put on you by him. [It wasn't the same as being smacked around and told how annoying and useless you were by him almost every day.] No, Solar Flare's experience wasn't the same as Lunar's; in some ways it was better, in some ways it was worse. But they were willing to bet that it came closer than anyone else's.

"He was a bad brother. I don't know how much info you were given about me, but…" They trail off, unable to make himself continue. The guilt from making this all about him was taking center stage, annihilating his urge to share any further. What was I thinking? He chastised himself. I'm so selfish. Why'd I make this about me?

This time, it was Solar Flare's words that brought Lunar back to himself, whether they realized it or not. "You were first created as a second AI within Moon's body, to act as a suppressant." They say the words as if they're reading them off a script, but LUnar simply nods along, slightly numbly.

"Uh-huh."

"You were successful for several weeks, even managing to fool Sun into believing you were Moon. But then you rebelled against Eclipse. You betrayed him."

Now, Lunar knew, logically, the solar animatronic wasn't being accusatory with those words; they spoke them in the same neutral tone as all the others. But hearing it said like that, so plainly, so apathetically, it struck a chord deep within him. Reopening wounds they'd thought to be long scarred over, filling him with anger.

Fistfuls of their clothing clenched in their hands, lunar forced his simulated breaths to deepen and slow. I won't yell, I won't yell, I won't yell,he forced himself to focus only on that mantra for several minutes.

When he finally felt he was ready to speak without disturbing every resident of the Pizzaplex, lunar rounded the repair tube so he could look Solar Flare directly in the eyes. They meet his gaze without hesitation. They don't even realize how messed up what they just said is. that realization makes him even madder.

"Eclipse betrayed me," he says. Thankfully, their voice isn't too loud, but it has a raspy quality to it that makes them sound like mini-Moon. Or he would if it wasn't wobbly. "He betrayed me when he called me his brother, and then never treated me like one. He betrayed me when I did everything he asked, and he called me useless. He betrayed me when he tested his weapons on me! He betrayed me when—w-when he…"

Lunar trailed off, suddenly aware that he felt like he was about to cry. The feelings, the memories, solar Flare—it was just too much.

Not wanting to be in this room for another second, Lunar ran away as fast as he could. They wanted their beanbag chair. Spigot would also be nice.

Solar Flare had made a mistake. They thought they had done so before, but this time, they knew it. And they only now realized what they'd done, after the victim of their transgressions had fled to part's unknown.

What happened is that Solar Flare had been recounting the events as they had been stored in their memory, from Eclipse's perspective. They had not thought about how things had played out from Lunar's standpoint, which they were more than capable of given their sentience.

How ungrateful must they be to be so insensitive to the feelings of their savior? The guilt smothers them, pulling them down like quicksand. What were they going to do? How could they fix this?

"Congratulations!" The voice of the repair unit made the animatronic jump so badly that this time, they did hit their rays on the ceiling of the tube. "The repairs are now 100% complete! The cylinder will now open."

True to the computer's words, the tube began to slowly open, and solar flare carefully clambered out. Their mind was assaulted with alerts and strings of code, but one stuck out to them in particular.

Before they gained sentience, Solar Flare had been assigned objectives and tasks by whoever gave them orders. Now, however, they were able to do it themselves. And they were certain as they had ever been in their life that this was the right time to do so.

[Primary Objective: locate Lunar.]

A/N: Solar Flare's not the only one with issues, whoops. Also, sorry if I worried you guys with the chapter title, but it's totally something SaMS would do.

Side note: this part of the fic was completely unplanned. Like Sun and moon's inclusions, this was just going to be a wholesome scene of lunar helping Solar flare, but my brain was like: make it angstier. And I'm a slave to my brain, so I was like: okay.