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Hello there! I can see that you are very much a good writer and Apologies if im asking for something weird, but could you write a small PO3 fic? I.. Sorta want it to have an autistic reader and maybe having the both of them trying to make some cards, just wholesome stuff for the soul

Not weird in the slightest! I haven't written anything directly for P03 yet and I figured I'd get a request for him eventually.

I'm a little worried this may read like. Extremely platonic, leaning familial, because it's sort of maybe a sequel to Save State, so.. sorry if that's not what you wanted. In my head they're connected.

Calling Card

P03 (he/him) X GN!Reader

In which P03 maybe just a little needs your help

"Aaaaalright, that should do it," You wiped your forehead and stepped back to admire your handiwork. Before you, the Inspector tilted his head from one side to the other, happy to be put together once more. "How's it feel?"

"A little loose..." He muttered.

"You've been saying that for 20 minutes, the bolts aren't getting any tighter." You huffed at him, ever the perfectionist.

You'd been in P03's factory for quiet some time now, as he has busy with Scrybe things, you decided to busy yourself with the retrieval and repair of his underlings from the data dump pit he'd been dropping bots into.

Some of them were more grateful than others, but you didn't mind the work. So long as they were whole again, you could keep tightening that bolt to infinity.

"Alright, I'll have another look." You motioned for the Inspector to lean forward to give you access to his neck, when a loud crash in the next room over startled you.

"What was that??" The inspector shot up with wide eyes. You have him a reassuring pat and slowly went to go check the main room.

P03 was shuffling though a deck of cards, his custom card maker from his own take over sat on the table next to him, a little dented, and a lot sparky. He looked irritated.

"P03? What was that?" You asked tentatively. He glanced at you.

"What was what?" He spoke fast, placing his new cards face down.

"The crash?"

He looked at you like you were insane, but there was no way he didn't hear it. It came from this room.

"....I hit the card maker." He finally huffed, "It was jamming, so I hit it." As if to show what he did, P03 knocked his claw gently against the dent in the card maker. Small jolts of lighting shot between it and him.

"Oh..." You approached, looking over the machine. It'd seen much better days, and probably wouldn't see too many more. "Want me to take a look?"

He returned to his cards, "Sure. Knock yourself out."

You were use to his cold remarks. He went though a lot, and was a little salty how quickly his take over had ended. Just be patient, you'd thought, he'll come around eventually.

With a delicate hand you began dismantling P03's card customizer, trying running over a check of what parts seemed most damaged, replaceable, repairable, and of course, why the single to the printer would jam.

Out of the corner of your eye you could see P03 shuffling new cards, the custom ones he'd just made, along with a few automated ones from his CPU scanner.

The two of you worked in quiet next to one another, the ambient cold metal sounds of the factory at work behind your every movement.

It was calming, being a working part of a machine. Every cog has it's place and necessity. The whole thing would break without ever piece. No matter how you worked or how weird your function, you were a part of the machine. Felt comforting, in a weird way, to be part of the system.

"Right." You said in a sigh, setting the customization machine back up as you screwed the back on, "That should do it, I think."

"Did you test it?" P03 put his own cards down and looked over the machine.

"I can, if you're alright with that?"

P03 shrugged, "Gotta make sure it works. Just don't make something OP, alright?"

You nodded and turned the machine to face you. It'd been a while sense you made a card. You missed it, really.

Trying not to take too much time you shuffled though the, granted limited, options and created a... hopefully balanced enough card, and sent it to print.

P03 reached to catch it fresh from the printer, bringing it to his monitor to see, "Wow. Wow seriously??" He snickered, a small laugh bubbling though him. You weren't sure if he was making fun of the cards stat line or if he just found the name funny.

Either way, his chortles were contagious. You found yourself stifling a giggle as you leaned to look, "What? What's funny?"

"This! The little character you made on it," He chuckled, "Oh we have to make more of these! Right now."

As P03 grabbed the machine and pulled it to him to print more of your silly little cards, still snickering quietly to himself, you found that hope of recovery bubble up again. The hope that he'd come around, eventually.

You'd just have to be patient.

And maybe make more funny looking cards.

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