My Own Science (Dr Stone Senku x reader)

Wake up call

There was a whole emotional rollercoaster situation when you all finally finished the cell-phone but then realized that just one is completely useless, and so you had to do it all a second time. But now because you already did it once, the work wasn't as tiring. To you, it was just more time spent inside by the stove! So you weren't complaining.
Finally, you installed one cell-phone in the storehouse and the other one in the chief's shed. When you heard Chrome's voice, everyone cheered and you high-fived Senku.

"I... I don't get it." Magma looked at the mic in confusion. "H-how is this tiny thing talking?"
"It's like a speaker." Ruri said.
"Not like, it *is* a speaker." Senku said.
Your eyes widen and you looked at him.
"Micro-phones and speakers are pretty similar. They convert sound to electricity and vice versa..." he voice died down, realizing it too. "Ruri, what did you just say? 'It's like a speaker'?"

"Oh. So this is like a bee?" Chrome asked.
"What?" you asked.
"Speaker is a type of bee, isn't it?" she asked.
"It's not!"
"Could it be another one of your stories?" Senku asked.
She nodded.
"Story #14: There was once a bee called Speaker who loved to talk. One day he stung a tombstone and became able to speak with the voice of the person who was buries there."

"Nothing useful about that story at all." he said.
"Oh my~ suspicious isn't it~?" Gen smiled.
"You know something don't you?" you looked at him.

He chuckled.
"By using a word like 'speaker', it's like Senku's father was trying to convey a message that only a person from the modern era would understand." he turned towards him. "Not to mention, it was story number fourteen, 'ishi'. That's your birthday, isn't it Senku-chan?"

[14= Ishi in japanese, 1=i, 4=shi. January 4th]

Senku's eyes widen.
"It's about my father's grave, in that graveyard!"
"Oh shit!"

Senku casually dug out his dad's grave, shocking the villagers.
"Heh, I should've realize right away. My dad was a crafty fella." he smiled. "Something held only by the founder's tombstone? No matter how hard you think about it, that's ten billion percent unclear."
"So..." you said.
"This ain't a tombstone." he said. "It's something that's been encased nice and tight in concrete...a time capsule!"
"Oh~!"
"All we gotta do is break it open and get what's inside."

Kohaku broke the capsule open, inside was a silvery thingy. After washing it in hydrochloric acid, there was a disk-shaped glass left. You narrowed your eyes, noticing a certain pattern on it.
"Can I see?" you reached your hand.
Senku smiled. He expected you to have noticed.
"Sure."

You carefully took it and looked at it very closely. After a moment, your eyes widen.
"It's a record!" you exclaimed.
"The voices of my father and his comrades are on that disk." he said. "Wonder why they went through all the trouble of leaving this to us, in their own voice." he paused. "If this isn't thrilling, I'll kill him."
"He's been dead for thousands of years though..." you said, as a joke.
"Oh wow. Okay. Thanks for reminding me. Jesus (Y/n)."
"Oh-I'm sorry! I didn't know you-!"
"I'm joking obviously." he smiled.
"Wha-Don't confuse me like this!"
You hit him on the arm, he kept smiling.

"So that record," Ruri said. "was created thousands of years ago by Senku's father..."
"Eh~ probably not." he picked his ear. "The ones who actually made it were probably the people around him. Astronauts are a group of elite scientists you know. That is, if you don't consider Byakuya, who barely made it." he smile softened. "Well, he might've been the one who thought of it. Something ridiculous like that..."

You could feel your heart beating faster as you helped making the record player. Hearing Senku's father and his friends, after spending their entire lives building a whole new civilization, it's gonna be full of feels. You could feel it!
The whole village gathered by the lab to listen. At first, only statics were heard.
"...To whoever is listening to this:" you gasped when the voice finally came up, though with a pretty bad sound quality. "I know not how many hundreds or thousands of years have passed by now... But I am the astronaut Ishigami Byakuya."
Everyone cheered in wonder.
"Shut up, I can't hear." Senku said while you loudly shushed them.

"Haha, what am I saying." Byakuya continued. "Being so stiff sucks, so let's drop the formalities! Senku..." he voice became softer. "You're the one who was freed from petrification and are listening to this record now. You're there, aren't you Senku? I know you are."
'Oh my god. He believes in his son so much.' your heart squeezed.
"From across centuries, millennia, or even longer than that... This is the final phone call from me to you. Well... Even if I call it that, I can't hear anything from your side, but whatever." he paused. "Senku... Never forget."
'Oh my god this is it.'
"I will always... Always..."
'The feels! They're here!'
"Just kidding! That kind of parental sentiment is so not your style! So let's get to business."
"Hehehe. He gets me." Senku smiled.
"Oww~ come on!" your shoulders dropped.

"Senku, if perhaps you're still struggling to win the hearts and minds of your comrades in the village, just let them hear this. To those for whom the light of music has been snuffed out, we present..."
Your eyes widen, and before you could express your confusion, you heard a voice you thought you'd never hear before. A chill went through your entire being.

Lillian Weinberg. THE Lillian Weinberg. She was singing.

You remembered now, she was also up there in space. You remembered listening to her livestream.
She was there. One of the last remaining humans. The last singer on earth.

Yet, she kept singing. Despite everything and all she's lost, she kept singing...
To you, it felt like a slap in the face.

"A song...?"
"It's beautiful."
"The voice of an angel!"
"(Y/n), do you know h... (Y/n)?" Chrome's voice died down when he saw tears overflowing your eyes and rolling down your face.

When you heard your name, you quietly buried your face in your hands, not wanting the others to see or hear you cry.
'Why am *I* the feels' victim?!'
"Of course, she would be the most affected by this... The two of them are similar after all." Gen mumbled before answering for you. "Well, even in our time, Lillian-chan was one of the world's greatest singers. But I feel you... hearing her like this, so suddenly~."

You felt someone lightly nudging your arm and you knew exactly who it was and what this move meant.
'You okay?'
"...I love this song." you said with a little voice.
Senku smiled.

"Oh my goooood! This is amazing!" Ginrou cried. "Her song... It's so, it's too... Amazingly amazing!"
Seeing that you weren't able to talk right now, he turned towards Senku.
"In the past where you're from Senku, was there a lot of amazing music like this?"
He smiled.
"Yeah, and not just music. Manga, games, television, movies. All this and much more forms of entertainment that we were able to create, thanks to the advance of science. The world was full of the most interesting things ever." he paused, glancing at you. "The actual items might be been lost in the annals is history, but in the hearts of all humanity they remain."

"Yeah!" you looked up at everyone, still crying. "And I'll show it all to you guys! Once this is over, we'll get this shit started! It's gonna be so fuckin cool!"
Senku's smile softened.
"So let's work hard to defeat Tsukasa's Empire and bring all the statues in the world back to life!" he added.
Everyone cheered, their morale at an all time high.

You replaced your hands on your face. Senku lightly patted your head.
This was a wake up call for you. Though you finally got a chance to show music to the village, it was never your top priority, you didn't think about how important it was. Since the beginning you needed an external push to do that stuff. And it was almost always from Senku. Well now he won't have to do that.
After this is over and everything's setlled. You'll get down to fucking business.