~Completed~Dead Eyes|Reader × Sun/Moon [In need of a redo]

Chapter X - Lost in the town

You were lost, You don't know where you are, all of this for your curiosity? Not only did you get lost, It was starting to get dark, Meaning it was almost nighttime, Your dress also started to glow, It seemed they attached a "glow in the dark" glitter here. Just like the dresses you had months ago with your mechanical parents. you kept wandering the streets, Completely unaware of someone following behind.

---Pov---

"Hey Alex? Should we tour Y/n around the place after finding her...?" I asked my husband which he replied with A calm "Sure" What a loving husband he is. Of course that was sarcasm. It was now dim dark on the streets, We still couldn't find her, She must've been so confused..

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Y/n was transferred to us months before she was supposed to be introduced to the pizzaplex, I was overjoyed when I saw her for the first time. She looked so human-like... Just for a short time, I saw how she acted as a child. She was supposed to be a young adult, That's why we were called to "fix" her. I felt bad since I had read her backstory, Such neglective parents.. Atleast we have her for some months! I always wished to take care of a child, Alex didn't like the thought of having a child in the house. He said they were always messy and crazy.. But I understand him, He was the oldest in his family.

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It's been a month, She's starting to trust us more..! I would always help her with things like carrying stuff she can't get, Even if she did look like five(5) ft tall we were much taller than her. The company gave the scientist a lot of money for her but couldn't get the height right? But I didn't mind it I always like helping my child, Well not by blood but I treat her as one.

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Two months.. It has been two months since we took her in. She's staring to form a personality, She's becoming more and more kind, gentle and dominant in some point. I saw Alex obeying Y/n without a care in the world the other day. Did Alex got scared by her eyes? I wanna know things about her eyes, She seemed like a doll if i dress her up nicely and let her stay still. The only thing that was needed is a pale porcelain body, Which i was happy to know that she didn't have that. Or else it could be worse, I always like to remind myself that she's still half robotic, Like an android, Well an android is a different story. She found her transfer tube on the basement. It cause her to have a mental breakdown and lash out on us. Well that wasn't nice. We had to remove that from her memory, Same goes for how she knows morse code, We did that and pretended nothing happened that day about the transfer tube. We prohibited Y/n from entering the basement.

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EMERGENCY NOTE FROM ALEXANDER ##########;

NEVER GIVE HER A REASON TO FEEL NEGATIVE EMOTIONS, SHE IS
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