Syntax x Child! GN! Reader (Platonic)

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He had found this child, or more so the kid found him. They had snuck into his lab, and he tried to get them to leave. They hid instead, watching him mutate and scream in agony. After the queen had left, they emerged again. "Are you okay Mr.Lab man?" they said, concern all over their face. He had a ghost of who they were, but he knew they saw something terrible happened to him. It didn't help that the child was tearing up when he didn't respond. He sighed loudly and picked them up. "Yes, I am fine. What in heaven are you doing here?" his tone was slightly annoyed at their soft crying.

"A scary person was chasing me and you-you said you'd help m-me..." they said, and his eyes widened in disbelief. HE promised to help A CHILD?! Suddenly a slurred voice erupted from the lab entrance, "Y/n!~ Don't leave yet!! Don'cha wanna see what hell looks like?" the strange human landed their eyes on Y/n, who held on tighter to Syntax. He instinctively held tighter. He made a promise, he couldn't leave them with this human scum. "Excuse me, This lab is private and I ask you to leave this place and this child alone." He spoke, holding the kid's face into his shoulders and covering their ears with his spider limbs.

The human just laughed and swayed. "It's 'k, that's my kid- now give it back to me." He had enough and used his legs to boost him onto the wall, holding the kid with one hand and multiple spiders came out, overpowering and making the human scream. "I thought you wanted to see what hell looks like." he said as the screams came to a stop, the bots cleaning everything up as he went to the floor again. He sighed and looked at the child, "Y/n, was it?" he said, trying to soothe them. They nodded, holding on tight to him still. "I'm Syntax. Since the one taking care of you is... out of commission, I and the other spiders will be taking care of you. But mostly me. I made a promise." he said gruffly, letting a small smile show.

He walked to the throne room, telling the spider queen of what had happened, and why he needed to take care of them. She agreed, as long as she would not have to deal with the child. He had bowed and went off to his quarters, LBD staring daggers at the kid. "Mr.Syntax... that lady seems scary- what is she?" they asked curiously. "I'm not too sure, but her plans make the queen happy so I don't have a say if she stays." he said simply, and kept walking. After a bit, they had gotten heavier, they had fallen to sleep in his arms as he hummed. He set them on a make-shift bed in his lab. He needed to work but heaven forbid he left them in a spider cave, knowing only one reliable subject.

As the days went by, the more they helped and learned. They went on simple missions, being strictly observed by Syntax. Even when they were with the greatest of their warriors, he worried and was relieved when they came back unscathed. Unfortunately, emotional bonds brought weakness. And everyone, even Spider Queen, had grown fond of them. LBD saw the lack of productivity and their desire to stop to spend more time as a "family" and she wouldn't have it. And one day, on his birthday, he found his dear child, y/n, cold like death on the grounds, frozen in ice. LBD said it was the Monkie Kid and how she was so sorry. While their productivity was raised, Syntax would cry himself to sleep and would refuse to eat unless there was an extra plate for their frozen state.

As the weeks went by, he started to give up, to believe they were gone. But he couldn't do anything as it was that day, LBD had taken their souls. Y/N now lives alone in the cave, searching for food everyday since LBD was defeated and the ice melted away. They had waited for the others to return, for Syntax to return. And maybe they will. But for now, they were alone, confused, scared, and unhealthy. Poor y/n, who had escaped only to need to escape again. Poor y/n who had found stability only for it to be temporary. Poor y/n who thought Syntax wouldn't leave. Poor y/n who didn't understand. Poor, alone, scared y/n. How could they have thought they were safe?

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