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-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
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The air in Hotel Krat was imbued with an anticipatory excitement as the final day of December unfolded. The hushed whispers of survivors echoed within the festively adorned walls, where makeshift decorations adorned the spaces, and the subdued glow of fairy lights created an atmosphere of warmth and camaraderie. New Year's Eve had arrived, casting a hopeful glow that transcended the grim realities of the puppet-infested world.
Amidst the festive decorations and the collective hum of anticipation, your gaze found Pinocchio. His blue eyes, usually vigilant against puppet threats, now reflected a different kind of gleam—an openness to the joyous occasion unfolding within the sheltered haven of Hotel Krat. A shared smile passed between you as you felt a gentle tug at your hand, and with a quiet understanding, you gently grabbed Pinocchio's hand.
As you guided him through the gathering crowd, the atmosphere buzzed with a sense of unity and resilience. The survivors, a diverse group brought together by the trials of the puppet-infested world, gathered around in eager anticipation. Geppetto, the wise elder whose guidance had steered the group through countless challenges, stood alongside Sophia, the resilient heart of the community.
Venigni, Eugéne, Antonia, Polendia, and Pulcinella, each with their unique stories etched in the tapestry of survival, formed a mosaic of diverse backgrounds united by the common goal of overcoming the puppet threat. Even Spring, the ginger cat that had become a familiar presence within the hotel, lounged comfortably, her feline gaze betraying a subtle awareness of the special occasion.
As you and Pinocchio joined the assembly, the collective spirit of camaraderie blossomed into shared smiles and exchanged well-wishes. The survivors, in their makeshift celebration, symbolized the resilience of the human spirit amidst the puppet-infested chaos that lurked beyond the hotel's walls.
The air was charged with a mixture of excitement and reflection. The survivors, having faced the challenges of the past year together, now stood on the precipice of a new beginning. The countdown to midnight loomed, and the collective heartbeat of the gathering synchronized with the ticking of the clock.
In this tapestry of unity, you and Pinocchio found your place. The warmth of his synthetic hand in yours, the shared smiles, and the anticipation of the approaching new year became a poignant reminder that even in the face of adversity, the human spirit could find reasons to celebrate, to hope, and to look toward the future with resilience.
As the New Year's Eve festivities continued to unfold in Hotel Krat, Venigni, with a twinkle in his eye, produced a handful of sparkling sparklers—an offering of whimsy and tradition. His face lit up with a childlike enthusiasm as he explained how, as a boy, playing with sparklers had been an enduring New Year's tradition for him. The slender sticks of shimmering light promised to add a touch of magic to the night.
However, Eugéne, the pragmatic voice among the survivors, wasted no time in voicing her concerns. With a no-nonsense tone, she immediately shut down the sparkler idea, expressing her reservations about potential fire hazards within the confines of the hotel. Her stern proclamation, while driven by a genuine concern for safety, prompted an unexpected round of laughter from the gathered survivors.
