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-These oneshots are gender neutral
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ೃ⁀➷ This chapter contains spoilers for Carlo's backstory other than that enjoy
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The day you met Geppetto marked a turning point in your life, a moment when fate offered a glimmer of warmth to a child who had known little but the harshness of abandonment. As you stood on the threshold of his modest abode, you were just a small, vulnerable figure, worn by the hardships that had befallen you. Little did you know, the man who opened the door would soon become not just a guardian but a beacon of love in your world.
Geppetto, then not the renowned inventor he would later become, was a humble soul with a heart full of kindness. He had ventured to the orphanage with the intention of adopting a child, and there you were, a child in need of a family. The universe, in its mysterious design, brought the two of you together.
Your initial encounters with Geppetto were marked by a mixture of trepidation and curiosity. As he extended a caring hand, the promise of a new life unfolded before your eyes. The transition from the cold confines of the orphanage to Geppetto's home was not just a change of scenery; it was a shift in destiny.
Geppetto's eyes reflected genuine compassion as he welcomed you into his modest dwelling. The air was filled with the comforting scent of a home-cooked meal, a stark contrast to the institutional atmosphere you were accustomed to. The creaking of the wooden floors under your tentative footsteps resonated with the echoes of a future that was about to unfold.
In those early days, Geppetto's kindness served as a healing balm for the wounds that life had etched upon your young soul. He became not just a caretaker but a source of warmth and understanding, a figure who saw past the scars of your past and envisioned the potential for a brighter future.
As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, Geppetto's wife, a woman who had faced the sorrow of barrenness, embraced you with a mother's love. The humble abode transformed into a haven where laughter echoed and the pitter-patter of small feet added a newfound vitality to the household.
Through the hands of Geppetto, you learned the art of creation. His workshop, filled with the scent of wood shavings and the hum of tools, became a sanctuary of shared moments and lessons. Geppetto, with a twinkle in his eye, imparted the magic of crafting, and your small hands eagerly absorbed the skill, fostering a bond that went beyond the realms of family.
Little did you know that this unassuming man, your adoptive father, would one day carve a destiny for himself, creating wonders that would captivate the world. But in that tender beginning, as a child embraced by Geppetto's love, you found a home—a place where hope was rekindled, and the echoes of abandonment were replaced by the gentle cadence of a newfound family.
The joyous news of Geppetto's wife expecting a child filled the air with a sense of anticipation and newfound hope. The prospect of a little one joining the family brought smiles and excitement, and the entire household buzzed with preparations for the arrival of the baby.
