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And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
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You were a resident of Hotel Krat, a sanctuary in the midst of the chaos and peril that had consumed the city. As a survivor, you had seen and experienced more than your fair share of heartache and despair. The once-luxurious hotel now offered shelter to those who had managed to survive the puppet frenzy that had overtaken the city.
You had developed a unique bond with Pinocchio, the puppet who often ventured out into the dangerous streets to fulfill some mysterious mission. While Pinocchio's past remained shrouded in secrecy, you saw beyond the mechanical exterior to the sentient being within. The puppet's muted existence stirred a mix of empathy and curiosity in you, who took it upon themselves to help maintain and repair Pinocchio when he returned from his perilous journeys.
The workshop at the hotel had become a place of solace for both you and Pinocchio. In that small, dimly lit space filled with a mixture of tools, gears, and remnants of their past lives, the survivor worked tirelessly to keep Pinocchio in working order. The puppet's mechanical heart and limbs often needed maintenance, and you, with your meticulous and nimble fingers, proved adept at making the necessary repairs.
Though Pinocchio couldn't speak, the gratitude in his eyes and the subtle mechanical hum when he moved conveyed his appreciation for your help. Their silent partnership was a testament to the bonds formed in adversity, transcending the divide between human and puppet in a world where survival was uncertain, and trust was a rare and precious commodity.
you found solace in these moments of collaboration, your actions reaffirming the belief that humanity persisted, even in the darkest of times. For Pinocchio, each visit to the workshop provided a respite from the turmoil of his journey and a reminder that, despite his puppet nature, he was not alone in this desolate world.
And so, within the dimly lit workshop at Hotel Krat, you and Pinocchio continued their silent alliance, bound by a shared purpose in the face of a crumbling world and the relentless march of puppet frenzies outside.
your footsteps echoed through the corridors of Hotel Krat as you made your daily rounds. The hotel, once a lavish establishment, had been transformed into a haven for survivors in the midst of a chaotic and puppet-infested city. It was a place where humanity clung to a semblance of normality, where daily routines and interactions provided a reprieve from the grim reality outside.
As you walked through the hallways, you couldn't help but reflect on your unique companion, Pinocchio. The puppet had come a long way since your first encountered him, his transformation more remarkable with each passing day. The puppet, once reserved and seemingly devoid of emotions, had gradually become more expressive, opinionated, and, in some strange way, more human-like. The time spent together, the countless repairs and maintenance sessions, and the silent moments in the workshop had cultivated a silent bond between the two of you.
Lost in thought, your foot inadvertently collided with something on the floor. Startled, you bent down to see what had caused the stumble. To your surprise, it was Pinocchio. The puppet lay there, motionless on his back, his eyes partially open. It almost appeared as if he were rubbing the imaginary remnants of sleep from his eyes.
