Franky X Reader: Robotic Calculations

“I’m boooorrreeed!” You whined, dragging your feet across the deck.

“You’re AWLAYS bored _______!” Nami stated, crossing her arms.

“We’ve been sailing for days! I’m BORED.” You said abruptly, collapsing on the deck beside Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper, who were equally as bored as you were.

Nami sighed and shook her head, walking away. “There’s no hope for those four.” She mumbled.

Suddenly, Franky burst through one of the doors, yelling like a maniac.

“HEY GUYS! CHECK OUT MY SUUUUPER NEW HAIR!” Franky beamed, posing and flaunting a new crazy hairstyle.

All four sets of eyes lit up, including yours, and you all ran up to Franky, starting to admire his hair in its new and strange assed shape. Nami looked back and face palmed at how easily amused the four of you were, even for your ages.

“Good lord. I guess anything will just about do when you’re bored as hell.” She murmured, heading to the bow of the ship while you and the others fantasized over his hair.

“This isn’t the only one I’ve got at the moment!”  Franky boasted, opening the door in his stomach and putting in a new drink, making a new style for his hair pop up.

“OH MY GOD IT’S IN THE SHAPE OF A DUCK!” You yelled, barreling over laughing.

“Being a cyborg must be SO COOL!” Chopper sang, stars in his eyes.

“You bet it is!” Franky smirked, putting cola back in his stomach which changed his hair back to normal.

“I still wonder what else you can do Franky!” Luffy fantasized out of amazement.

“Next thing you know, its robotic predictions!” You joked. “I predict in 3.4 second, my hair will change again.” You said, imitating a robotic voice and grabbing a random drink, quickly slamming it inside him, changing his hair again.

Luffy, Usopp and Chopper fell over laughing at your little joke. You had a hard time containing yourself in order to stay standing.

Franky chuckled. “Robotic predictions, eh? That’d be something to work on.” He said with a smirk. “Oh damn. I just remembered I had something I really do need to be working on! Sorry to leave you hanging! Franky, OUT!” He said stylishly, leaving for his workshop.

“Awww, come on! That was all so funny! Don’t just leave us here!” Usopp complained.

“I’M BORED AGAIN.” Luffy yelled blankly, falling forward and smashing his face onto the deck. The others did the same into a pile on top of him.

“Good god, did I look like that?” You wondered, gazing at the pile of gloom on the grass. You were no longer as bored as you were before, thankfully.

“SOME FOOD IS READY~!” Sanji yelled loudly from the kitchen.

The pile of gloom disappeared as they bounced up and dashed towards the kitchen, nearly breaking the door trying to get in.

“I guess food can fix almost anything with them!” You chuckled, listening to the fighting going on in the kitchen.

Glancing to your right, you began to eye the door that lead down to Franky’s workshop. Things were still kinda bland on deck, and you were slightly curious as to what Franky was working on down there. Not that you weren’t always curious about Franky’s work. He was always so entertaining and fun to be around. You rather enjoyed his company over anyone else’s. Smiling, you walked inside and began to head down to Franky’s workshop below deck to see what the cyborg was up to.

You tiptoed up to his workshop, peeking inside to see what he was up to. He was actually working on something, like he said, though it didn’t look as important as he made it seem. Regardless, you quietly snuck up behind him and peeked over his shoulder to get a better look at what he was doing. There was a little black box with wires sticking out of it on his desk. It looked insignificant, but if Franky was working on it, you guessed it could have a potential purpose.

“So, whatcha making?” You said loudly.

“HOLY SHIT!” Franky yelled in surprise, tipping backwards in his chair and hitting the floor.

You giggled at how startled he was. “Oops! Did I scare you?”

“Ha hah, yes you did. Please don’t do that again.” Franky asked, getting up with a wry smile.

“Sorry~!” You said with a mischievous smile of your own. “But what were you working on? It looks like a regular old little black box to me.” You asked.

“Ah, I was just messing around with some stuff, trying to make a voice modifier.”

“Voice modifier? … So you can sound more like a robot! I bet that’s it!” You concluded, sure you were right.

“Your little joke up there inspired me! It would be funny if I said something that happened in the predicted time with a robotic voice.” Franky said.

“Your hair still hasn’t changed from when I slammed that random drink in you.” You noted.

“Oh, right! I was a little busy I guess.” He said sheepishly.

You quickly spotted some cola under the desk he was working at. Grabbing them, you tossed them at him to change.

“Thanks!” He said, replacing the other drink with cola.

“You look better with your ducktail hair anyway.” You said with a smile, blushing slightly.

Franky grinned and tipped up his sunglasses with his thumb. He did take note of your blush too. “Is it? That’s super nice of you _______~!”

You looked down slightly with a small smile and a bit of blush.

Franky reached over and picked up the small black box he was working on. Pushing in some wires and flipping a small switch, he held it up to his face and spoke into it.

“Oi _______, how’s this for a robotic voice?” He asked.

The little black box made his voice sound neutral and robotic, as if he really was a robot. You started to giggle a bit when he spoke though it.

“Oh, I have a prediction for you _______.” He said.

You looked up at him curiously.

“In 5.317 seconds, I am going to surprise you with another prediction.”

Slightly confused, you waited out the seconds to hear what he was going to sat next.

“I now predict in 2.875 seconds, I am going to kiss you!” He said, tossing the black box onto his desk.

“Huh?!” You gasped in shock.

It was only two seconds, so that was all you were able to say, as he had leaned down, grabbed your waist with one hand, your chin with the other, and kissed you. Your face was as red as his shirt and your eyes as wide as Luffy’s in sight of meat. You were so shocked at his actions that you froze in place for a moment, muscles tensed up. After a moment, you relaxed as your muscles released their tension. You started to stand on your toes and lean up into the kiss, closing your eyes and placing your hands on his chest. You felt him smirk as he pulled you closer and deepened the kiss for the last moments you had air.

When you finally had to part for a breath, he looked down at you with a smile. Your face was still red, heat rising from your cheeks and a small smile on your face.

“How does my new invention work?” He asked with a smirk.

“Pretty damn good.” You responded. “It makes your predictions way more accurate.”

“It’s a success then!”

“It is.” You smiled. Glancing to your left, you looked at the little black box. You grabbed it and flipped on the switch, holding it to your face. “And I predict, that I love you Franky, and you are one crafty bastard.” You spoke into it, producing your own robotic tone.

Franky chuckled. “Why thank you~! And I love you too _______.” He said.

Franky leaned down once more and kissed you again as you tossed the black box onto his desk once more before you wrapped your arms around his neck, embracing him in the kiss. You and that crafty-assed cyborg.