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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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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ This chapter contains slight spoilers for Carlo's character otherwise enjoy :)
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The story of Pinocchio and Geppetto is one of both love and tragedy—a tale of a puppet who longed to be a real boy and a puppet maker who could never truly see beyond the wooden exterior of his creation.
From the moment Geppetto carved Pinocchio from a block of wood, the puppet maker saw only the physical form of his creation, blind to the spark of life that flickered within the wooden frame. To Geppetto, Pinocchio was nothing more than a puppet—a mere object to be manipulated and controlled, devoid of emotions, desires, or dreams.
But for Pinocchio, the story was different. From the moment he first opened his wooden eyes and drew breath, he felt a deep and abiding connection to his creator—a bond that he believed to be that of father and son. In the innocence of his wooden heart, Pinocchio longed to be a real boy, to earn the love and approval of his creator, and to be seen as more than just a lifeless puppet.
Yet, despite his earnest desires and heartfelt yearnings, Pinocchio could never quite escape the cold reality of his existence. No matter how hard he tried to please Geppetto, to prove himself worthy of his love and affection, the puppet maker remained indifferent to his efforts, seeing only the wooden shell that encased his soul.
For Pinocchio, the realization that he would never truly be accepted as Geppetto's son was a bitter pill to swallow. Though he continued to hold onto the hope that one day his creator would see him for who he truly was—a living, breathing being with hopes and dreams of his own—the harsh truth of his existence could not be denied.
And yet, despite the heartache and disappointment that accompanied his realization, Pinocchio refused to give up hope. For deep within his wooden heart burned the flame of resilience and determination, a steadfast belief in the power of love and redemption to transcend even the most insurmountable of obstacles.
As he journeyed through the trials and tribulations of life, facing challenges and overcoming adversity with courage and determination, Pinocchio never lost sight of his ultimate goal—to become a real boy, to earn the love and acceptance of his creator, and to prove once and for all that he was more than just a puppet.
And though the road ahead may be fraught with challenges and uncertainties, Pinocchio remained steadfast in his belief that one day, he would find the love and acceptance he so desperately sought. For in the end, it was not the approval of his creator that defined him, but the strength and resilience of his own wooden heart.
In the dimly lit workshop of Geppetto, the air hung heavy with the scent of sawdust and the weight of unspoken truths. Here, amidst the whirring of gears and the clattering of tools, Pinocchio yearned to break free from the constraints of his wooden form and be seen as a real person, worthy of love and acceptance.
But for Geppetto, the past loomed large, casting a long shadow over the present and obscuring his vision of the future. As he toiled away at his workbench, his gaze would often linger on an old portrait of Carlo, his beloved son who had been taken from him far too soon. In the faded image, Geppetto saw not just the face of a lost loved one, but a painful reminder of his own failings as a father.
