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Look at me.
Then look at yourself.
Do you see the difference?
Your made of plastic.
Your not real.
Do you realize that?
No?
Then look again.
Look, you have no heart.
Can you feel a heart?
No?
Good.
I made you.
I made you for myself.
You can't run from me.
I created you.
Try running now.
You can't?
I told you.
Now stay with me.
I will control you.
For you are my puppet.
And I will name you
Emanuel.

Now, our story.

Emanuel, is a puppet. Constructed by a man who's fantasized about a certain boy all his life, named [ X ]. [ X ] has been a puppet maker for a while. Making small ones, big ones, all sorts. But that was until he was older, getting to know how to make more advanced puppets. Like, ones that can walk and talk, and think for themselves. But they obviously have an off an on button, or else what would be the fun in having your puppet being on all the time? So, he decided to make, a puppet named, Emanuel. One of his firsts. Emanuel is purely based on fantasies of all the guys he would love to date or do anything more with. He makes the puppet understand emotions, except for, he can't necessarily feel emotions. Just understand them. Now wondering, what else he could do with the puppet, he decides to finally put in the last piece of the puzzle, and the boy comes to life. Oh how exciting isn't it? I think it is anyways. Oh, [ X ] will too. Just, will his plan go as wanted, or screw up and his fantasies will forever be locked up in his mind.

Together Forever, or Forever Hidden? You decide.

Sitting on the counter, was Emanuel. Waiting patiently and lifelessly to become alive. He can't feel anything at this moment, he's completely immune to everything. Just that one piece to go into Emanuel's body would bring him to life. His hair would shine and glisten,and his eyes would be stiff and dark. His jacket, was a realistic jacket though, and so were his dark denim jeans. The jacket was a perfect fit on the boy, making him look real almost. And the jeans, made him look his proper age that he was built to be. 17. When he would come to life he will see all the things the world brings, and the mishaps that often happen. And plus, to add on, his master. Hitsu.

Emanuel's eyes opened in a click, and a small beep sound was heard from inside of his puppet body. His eyes fluttered a bit like a realistic human, and he stared at his master. "Hello Hitsu-Sama. What do we have today? Do you want me to make food for you again?" He said, his boring face staying still, but that boring face was always ever so charming. He jumped off the counter, his hair flowing up when in the air, and when going to it fell perfectly to his sides, every inch of his hair perfectly back into place. His height was nearly shorter then Hitsu, ofcourse.

Emanuel nodded and kept his bored face. He brought himself to the kitchen, when the man was done stroking his cheek, then called back, looking back at Hitsu slightly from the kitchen. "What would you like to eat, Hitsu-Sama?" He said, wondering the mood that Hitsu was in right now. So many possibilities of what it could possibly be. He looked down at the counter and then bent down to get his apron and put it on. It was a dark blue, plad pattern on it, apron.