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Prototype is patrolling the factory, making sure there are no outsiders, which he is proud to say that all his followers have reported no outsiders. He is returning to his living quarters which is a few rooms connected to each other, at least one has a small fridge and sink which he never uses, he starts humming as he thinks about if he should remove those items from the room and turn it into another space for him to do small experiments or upgrades to his body, however he stops in his tracks when he spots something unusual that he knows wasn’t there before.
A mass of dark goo that has many glowing yellow eyes all looking at him, despite not often feeling fear from anything, he takes a small step back since it’s an unknown entity, the dark goo’s eyes upturn with joy and an unusual laugh comes from it as it approaches Prototype. Once close enough it holds out what looks like a hand and stares at him, the palm of its hand is facing upwards, he isn’t sure what it wants but he mimics its hand position, once he does it moves its hand to hover over his before letting a significant chunk of itself fall into his hand, if he could, he’d make a disgusted face, he looks at the goo given to him but by the time he looks back to the dark goo, it was gone, as if it never existed.
He looks back to the goo that is in his hand and watches as it starts to turn into a small box, while it was still somewhat gooey, the box opened the smallest amount, two black and yellow eyes stare at him from inside the box, “papa?” It spoke. Prototype almost blanks out from this, was he visited by an other worldly creature to give him a child? He tries to get a closer look at the child, flicking the lid of the box open a bit, he is successful in doing so and looks at the most adorable thing he’s ever seen, it looks similar to him but also not like him, it can blink and move its mouth unlike himself and it far more adorable than himself. He tilts his head at the child and it tilts their head back at him, he slowly brings the little jester closer to him and holds the child to his chest, “I am your papa, yes… you shall be named Proto Jr” he spoke as he holds the box close to his chest, the little jester looking up at him as if he hung the stars in the sky, Proto Jr snuggles into Prototype’s chest as he takes him to his living space.
He gently places the little jester down on the ground, specifically on a blanket, Proto Jr seems like to be curiously looking around before trying to figure out how to move while Prototype thinks about all the things he’d need to grab for Proto Jr, he looks to the little jester who has figured out he can hop around to move. “My little jester, I need to go get something’s for you” Prototype spoke as he goes to turn to leave the area, “papa! Want go with, no want be alone!” Proto Jr spoke as he hops over to him, Prototype turns to look at him before looking around the room for some way to keep him distracted from loneliness, Prototype perks up when he sees the old box of toys up high, he used to play with these when he was lonely when he was a child and just turned into a toy. He goes and grabs the box down, “how about you play with these while I’m out?” He spoke as he placed the box down and pulled out the toys from it, Proto Jr immediately grabbed the wooden building blocks and started trying to build a tower, “good boy, now I will be going, don’t open the door for anyone and don’t leave the home, ok?” He spoke, the little jester clearly not listening as he has immediately gotten distracted by the blocks, Prototype leaves his home and locks the doors behind him.
Prototype returns to his home, he opens the door to see Proto Jr still distracted by blocks, he lets the little jester keep building as he sets up a little bed in the room where his own bed is, which is a mess of blankets and pillows in the corner of the room, he puts a pillow and blanket from his pile on to the bed so Proto Jr will have something that smells like him with him when he sleeps. He then sets up a high chair he found in playcare, he was lucky that Catnap didn’t spot him, he doesn’t know how he’d explain his need for a high chair, he then puts some dishes he found on the counter top near the sink before putting food he found away. He then goes to the room Proto Jr is in, the little jester is still playing with the wooden blocks and Prototype begins organising a drawing area for him before looking to the clock in the room, one he had stolen from a break room long ago, it’s late, well for a child it’s late, he looks at Proto Jr who seems sleepy but is hyper focused on the task he’s given himself, Prototype decides to get some food ready for him to eat and then put the little one into bed.
Proto Jr is still playing with the wooden blocks when his papa picks him up, “papa, what do?” He asks as he looks up at his papa with slightly sleepy eyes, “it’s dinner time, little jester” his papa spoke as he places him in a chair, Proto Jr waits patiently as he watches his papa doing something nearby. His papa soon brings over a plate and a bottle, Proto Jr tilts his head, “what these?” He asks as he points to the plate, “food, this is meat and this is some mushy vegetables and this is milk” his papa spoke as grabs a spoon to start feeding Proto Jr the food, Proto Jr tilts his head but eats the food happily when a spoonful of meat is presented to him, he happily pats his hands on the table part of the chair, “yummies!” Proto Jr excitedly exclaimed as he happily eats a spoonful of vegetables that was offered, they taste a bit weird but it’s ok, he still likes it. The bottle of milk looks odd, his papa lifts the bottle up and holds it up to him, Proto Jr tilts his head, “why look like that?” He asks, “it’s a baby bottle, couldn’t find any other” his papa spoke, Proto Jr just blinks at him and tries to figure out how to drink from it.
Prototype had to point to where to drink it from, he happily watches him drink, noticing how he somewhat kneads at the bottle like he’s seen Catnap do when he’s caught him getting comfortable at own his den. He did lie about the reason for the baby bottle, he did see other bottles but they were far too big or filthy, he continues feeding his little jester who seems quite happy, he’s just lucky that he found a stash of canned vegetables, he needs to investigate the labs to see if he can find any seeds as he knows the canned vegetables will run out eventually and he wants his little jester to have as balanced of diet as he can.
He cleans up the little jester by wiping his face down with a damp cloth, it’s cold so Proto Jr shivers a bit but the hot water stopped working long ago, he gently picks up Proto Jr and takes him into the room that their beds are in, he holds his little jester as he looks for a suitable book and settles on an old kids book. He sits down in his nest of blankets and pillows and starts reading the book to Proto Jr in his Ollie voice, Proto Jr looks up at him in confusion but just looks at the pictures as he reads.
Prototype finishes reading when he sees Proto Jr yawn and curl up in his box which closes as he does so, what sounds like soft snores are coming from the box, Prototype gently gets up and puts him in his bed. He tucks him in by placing pillows to circle him and wrapping a blanket around the fort of pillows, he watches for a moment, listening, he gently pets the box before leaving to patrol the labs again, as he wishes to find the hot water controls and try to fix it.