《Scrapped Metal {Karl Heisenberg X Reader}》Ropes and Names
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Today started of great, you woke up to Heisenberg making both of you breakfast and even got you some new clothes. The clothes you already had were alright but he insisted on you wearing the once he got you. Saying that you'll fit right in since the village, mainly the lords, hated foreigners.
The clothes consisted on a part of brown dress pants with dirty boots and waistcoat to match, a long sleeve white plain dress shirt that had a frilly front and an emerald green Victorian style coat. He even found you a pair of sunglasses to match his. Out of the two you where definitely the more fashionable one.
Folding up your old clothes you put them on the end of the bed right after tidying up the sheets.
You decided to leave the gun you two made the day before, you didn't have a holster and there was no need to bring it. Heisenberg also left his hammer in the room since it was odd especially since he took it everywhere with him.
He took you topside of the factory, still using the metal crane like contraption to get their. This time it was a lot easier for you since you knew what you where doing but he was still there to make sure you where alright.
After entering the above ground area of the facility you two found yourselves looking for something, Heisenberg was looking for pacific parts that would help in his engineering. You helped out of course, you didn't want him to be looking all by himself.
For a guy with metal powers he really likes using his hands, must only use his powers for heavy metals or for an intimidating factor. Honestly you would blame him, his other 'family' members looked a lot more intimidating.
Except for the doll. You could easily drop kick her ass.
Giggling to yourself Heisenberg looked at you with an amused look, "What are you thinking about?"
"Drop kicking the nightmare doll." Right after you said that he burst out laughing which caused you to do the same.
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He responded but tried to get it out while still laughing, "I'd... I'd do the same!"
You too just kept on laughing, expanding on the thought like him using his hammer instead. That image in your head made both of you laugh a bit more.
After a while you two calmed down and sighed from all the laughter. You wished it lasted longer but all good things have to come to an end.
A bit of tension filled the air as you two kept looking through the junk metal, he clearly wanted to say something but looked as though he didn't know how to.
"You alright? You look really tense." Asking your question you stood up and put your hands on your hips, more of a tired and layed back stance then a sassy one.
He followed in your movements but instead of hands on hips he instead rubbed his hand on the back of his neck and awkwardly chuckled, "Is it kind of sad that we don't know each others names?"
Thinking for a moment he had a point, two days of knowing him you never asked for his name. Yes you heard Lady Dimitrescu and Mother Miranda say his name was 'Heisenberg' but that sounds a lot like a last or middle name. Not a proper first name that's for sure. Also he would've known your name if he went through your passport, which means he either didn't see the passport or he'd rather have you tell him. Which means he respects your privacy, which made you blush.
It didn't help that he was doing the 'hand on neck' stance again, you didn't know why but that gave you butterflies. He reminded you of a shy puppy when he does it and it really is hot.
"My name's F/N, I don't have a second name." You lied of course, yes you did have one but that was before you ran away. Yes it was on your passport but on the other hand it wasn't a lie because you never saw that name as yours, it hasn't been for a while and it never will be.
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Getting out of his shy but cute pose he approached you and tipped his hat, "It's very nice to meet you, F/N. I'm Karl, Karl Heisenberg."
Giggling a little you decided to do a small curtsy, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir."
He chuckled a little and you two just joked around a bit, ending up doing abridged impressions of posh snobs.
"Oh I, a rich snob, have to learn to eat one dish with 15 types of forks instead and learning how to get a job!" In a fake fancy high pitched voice you mocked.
"Don't forget about the scones! If I find one raisin in my cookies I'll fire my entire kitchen staff!" He mocked along with you, him and you using your extremely animated gestures and body language. Chuckling along with each exaggerated impression.
Both of you where at it for a while until Karl reminded you about the task at hand, so you two decided to look around the building instead of that one room. You told him you'd be looking outside, he told you to be careful and not leave the fenced area. Saying it was for your own safety.
You leaved him inside the building but not before telling him that you wouldn't leave the factory's grounds.
Searching through piles of scrapped metal for about half an hour your eyes widened as you found someone. It wasn't what Karl was looking for but it was such an amazing find.
It was an old skipping rope with two metal handles, you squealed in excitement since you haven't seen one in years let alone holding one. You held it out to see if it was big enough for you to use and it was.
You smiled again as you hugged the object, you decided to head back inside to show Karl what you found.
When going through the rooms of the upper floor you found him at the end room, he was attending to a massive cork board. It had pictures of his siblings and 'mother' on it, even have a picture of three young blonde girls pinned next to Dimitrescu. They must've been her daughters.
"Hey Karl," It was really weird that you where now refering to him as his first name but you'll have to get use to it, "What are you doing?"
He turned to you and smiled, he held up the piece he was looking for, looks like he found it. He then noticed what was in your hands, "I found the part, it was here all along. What do you got there?"
"It's a skipping rope, I was wondering: can I have it?"
"Sure."
"Really!?" Your eyes widened in excitement, "I'm going to play with it outside, you coming?"
"Of course."
For the rest of the daylight you had left you two just had fun with the skipping rope, both taking turns on it and making fun of the other for catching the rope.
After a while the sun disappeared and the rain started to pour you both decided to retreat into the factory. After defending into the factory's lower levels he showed you to the kitchen, which was only a few doors down from both of your sleeping quarters, and made you both lunch. A local specialty.
When dinner was eaten you decided to wash the dishes as a thank you for lunch, then decided to go to the forge where you two made more things. You picked up your pistol on the way there.
Karl was working on the thing he needed that part for and you just worked on making adjustments to it. For example you made the gun's barrel into the shape of a gear.
Then after a while of modifying it you didn't know where to go from that, so you sat down. Karl was still working.
Soon your tired body gave in to a heavy sleep, falling asleep right on the work desk. The last thing you see is Karl working on his project.
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