#engineer reader

[leatherrice]

Everyone needs fixing now and then ♥️ Nothing to be ashamed of...

[loulovesshiganshina]

Levi Ackerman x GN! reader || you're cool, swaggy, and smart, and Levi is flustered but trying to stay calm.

flustered levi, date, slow burn, nonchalant reader, engineer! reader

the hum of machinery was a constant backdrop in the armory. sparks flew from welding rigs, the scent of oil and metal thick in the air. you didn’t even flinch as a molten drop skittered across the floor. levi, on the other hand, had been doing laps for the past fifteen minutes, trying—failing—to act casual.

“y/n,” he said, voice clipped, eyes darting to where you were bent over the control panel. “uh… did you recalibrate the—”

you didn’t look up. didn’t even pause your movements. “yeah. already did. it was off by point zero seven two. figured you’d notice sooner or later.” your tone was flat, effortless, like solving tiny math problems was just a part of your day, not something to make anyone nervous about.

levi’s chest tightened. “right. okay.” he swallowed and rubbed the back of his neck. he’d planned to sound competent. to sound normal. instead, he sounded like a babbling idiot. “i… mean—good job. obviously.”

you finally straightened, wiping your hands on a rag, and gave him a sideways glance. not judgmental. just amused. the kind of look that made him feel like every bad word he’d ever said was written across his forehead.

“thanks,” you said casually. “not like it was hard. your equipment’s… predictable.”

levi blinked. predictable. like your heart, maybe, except he had no idea what he was doing to yours.

he tried again. “you—you ever, uh… you ever think about taking a break? step away from all this tech stuff… and maybe, i dunno… come have lunch or something?” his voice was low, controlled, but he could feel it shaking.

you shrugged, leaning back against the console, arms crossed. “maybe. if it’s not a fire drill or an explosion or something life-or-death. otherwise, i like knowing everything works perfectly.”

levi ground his teeth. cool. calm. completely untouchable. your brain, your hands, your energy—it was all so… so you. he’d trained his entire life to stay composed, to command, to be untouchable himself. and yet here you were, making him feel like a rookie.

“right.” he swallowed. “understood.”

you tilted your head, a small smirk tugging at the corner of your lips. “you know,” you said, voice deceptively easy, “you’re really bad at hiding that you like me.”

levi choked on his own breath. tried to blink it away. tried to act unimpressed. failed spectacularly.

“i—what?” he croaked.

you stepped closer, hands still in your pockets, calm as a still pond. “it’s fine. you don’t have to say anything. just… stop trying to act normal around me. it’s cute. i like it.”

levi’s knees almost buckled. “i—i—”

“yeah,” you said, cutting him off with a lazy smile. “you like me. admitted.”

and just like that, levi’s carefully maintained composure crumbled, leaving only the part of him that was completely, undeniably, hopelessly smitten.

you shrugged again, casual as ever, and muttered, “finally said it for you.”

levi made a noise somewhere between a groan and a growl, but it wasn’t angry. not even close. it was… everything.

and just for a moment, the world narrowed to the hum of machines, the smell of oil, and you, still cool, still untouchable, still utterly in control.

levi had never thought a simple dinner would be… this much work.

he walked beside you, hands tucked neatly in his pockets, chest stiff. you, on the other hand, were wandering the streets like you owned them, sunglasses perched perfectly on your nose even though it was dusk. casual, untouchable, untamed. levi’s jaw clenched.

“y/n,” he said, voice tight, “uh… are you sure you want to go in there? it looks crowded.”

you glanced at him, eyebrow raised. “i thrive in chaos. you, on the other hand, look like you might pass out if someone bumps into you.”

levi’s face went hot. “i—i can handle it.”

“sure.” you didn’t skip a beat. you reached over and gently grabbed his elbow, steering him past the line like he was a delicate artifact. levi froze for a second, then realized he couldn’t fight you without looking ridiculous. you didn’t even flinch.

once inside, you immediately claimed a booth, sliding into the seat like it was your throne. levi, careful to maintain military-grade posture, sat opposite you, trying not to stare at how effortlessly cool you looked resting one arm on the back of the seat.

the waiter arrived, and levi opened his mouth to order, but you leaned forward, calm as ever.

“let me do it,” you said. “you look like you’re about to combust.”

levi blinked. “i… i can—”

“nope.” you cut him off with the kind of authority that made soldiers obey without question. you ordered with ease, even subtly suggesting a healthier option for him. levi stiffened, caught between gratitude and mortification.

as you waited for your food, you casually reached across the table and adjusted the collar of his uniform. “loosen up. shoulders too tense. you’re scaring the waitress.”

levi froze mid-breath, heart doing an unprofessional somersault. “i… i’m fine.”

“you’re fine,” you echoed, smirking just slightly, “until you get a cramp from pretending you’re made of steel.”

when the food arrived, you quietly ensured his plate was arranged properly, cutting his meat and nudging him to try a sip of his soup before it cooled. levi wanted to protest but found his voice locked somewhere behind his escalating blush.

“you’re… really… calm,” he muttered finally, leaning back, flustered.

“it’s what i do,” you said, effortlessly leaning one arm on the table, chin resting in your hand. “keeping people alive and functioning. part of the job description.”

levi groaned inwardly. of course. of course this cool, unflappable person also knew how to ruin him silently without even trying.

halfway through dessert, you caught him fumbling with the napkin, sighing like it was a life-or-death mission.

“here,” you said, folding it neatly and placing it on his lap. “relax. breathe. stop trying to impress me with basic coordination.”

levi looked like he was about to combust again. “i’m not—”

“yes, you are,” you interrupted lightly, grinning. “admit it.”

he exhaled sharply, defeated. “i… am.”

you leaned back, finally satisfied, arms crossed casually. “good. now we can eat in peace.”

levi tried to stay composed, tried to act like nothing had happened, but every time you gave a small smirk, or adjusted something for him without a word, he felt himself unraveling all over again.

by the time you left the restaurant, he was a mix of exhausted, flustered, and utterly enthralled. and you? you walked down the street like you’d done nothing out of the ordinary.

except, levi knew better. you’d done everything, and he’d let you.

levi had resolved himself: tonight, he was going to act normal. cool. collected. untouchable.

you met him outside the training compound, hair slightly messy from the wind, hands in your pockets, grin already teasing. “ready?” you asked, voice calm, casual, like nothing could rattle you.

levi swallowed. “i… am.”

“good,” you said, sliding an arm through his. “because i’m taking care of you tonight.”

levi froze. “i—what?”

you squeezed his arm lightly, leaning close enough that he could smell the faint scent of oil and coffee. “you heard me. no overthinking, no stressing. just… follow my lead.”

he tried to protest, of course, but the heat in your eyes made him shut up immediately.

at the small arcade you wandered into, he flinched at the loud sounds. you tugged him gently toward a claw machine. “okay, first lesson: have fun. i got this.”

levi’s brows knitted. “you’re… babying me.”

“maybe,” you admitted, pressing a coin into his hand. “but romantic babying. pay attention.”

he scowled, fumbled with the joystick. you leaned behind him, hands lightly brushing over his as you guided his movements, murmuring softly. “slow… a little to the left… perfect.”

levi’s face heated, not just from embarrassment but from the intimacy of it. your fingers lingering, your voice so calm, so sure. it was unlike anything he’d ever felt, and he didn’t know how to respond except to keep letting you lead.

“see?” you said as the claw scooped up a plush toy effortlessly. “nothing to worry about. you’re safe. i’ve got you.”

levi’s jaw nearly hit the floor. i’m a grown man, a captain, and they’ve got me feeling like this?

you didn’t stop. on the walk back, you took his hand without ceremony, entwining fingers. “don’t stiffen,” you murmured. “it’s okay to let go. i like it when you let go.”

he tried to say something, anything, but your thumb brushing over the back of his hand stole his words.

at a quiet little café, you ordered for both of you again. “extra whipped cream for you,” you said, setting the cup in front of him with a smirk. “it’s cute when you’re flustered.”

levi groaned, hiding his face behind the cup, heart pounding. “i—i’m not cute.”

“cute and flustered are basically synonyms for you right now,” you said, leaning forward, resting your chin in your hands, eyes soft. “and i like it. a lot.”

levi’s chest tightened. his composure, the thing he clung to for years, was melting under your touch, your voice, your calm, effortless presence.

“y/n…” he started, voice low, desperate to be stern and in control.

you reached across the table, cupping his cheek gently. “it’s okay, levi. you don’t have to do anything. i got you. just… let me.”

and that was it. the dam broke. he leaned into your hand without thinking, letting you cradle him, feel the warmth of your steady, nonchalant assurance.

you leaned in close, whispering softly, lips near his ear: “see? being taken care of isn’t so bad, is it?”

levi let out a small, defeated sigh. “no… not with you.”

you smiled, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. “good. now you’re mine, even if you pretend to fight it.”

levi wanted to protest, wanted to reclaim control, but he couldn’t. your calm, your cool, your quiet confidence had him completely undone. and for the first time in a long time, he didn’t mind at all.

he was yours. completely, hopelessly, and utterly.

The walk back to your place was quiet, the kind of silence that felt intentional. Levi’s hand stayed in yours the whole way, your thumb tracing slow, absentminded circles over his knuckles like it didn’t even register as something intimate. He noticed. He noticed everything. He just didn’t say a word.

Every time he even thought about pulling away, your grip tightened slightly. Not enough to restrain him. Just enough to remind him you were guiding this.

Inside, you flicked on a single lamp. Warm light filled the room, softening the edges. Levi lingered near the door, arms crossed, posture rigid like he could still armor himself if he tried hard enough. His eyes, though, kept finding you. Waiting. Watching.

You shrugged off your jacket, draped it over a chair, then looked at him.

“Come here.”

It wasn’t a question.

Levi moved before his brain caught up, stopping in front of you, close enough that he could feel your warmth. You tilted your head, studying him like a problem you already knew how to solve.

“You did good tonight,” you said easily. “Letting me take care of things.”

His jaw tightened. “I wasn’t—”

You stepped closer, lifting a hand to the back of his neck. Slow. Unrushed. Giving him time to pull away if he wanted to. He didn’t.

Your thumb brushed along his jaw, grounding, steady. “You don’t have to explain yourself,” you murmured. “You don’t have to be on all the time. I’ve got you.”

His breath stuttered. Just once.

You guided him back until he sat at the edge of the bed, hands resting on his knees like he didn’t trust them anywhere else. You stayed standing between his legs, fingers smoothing down his sleeves, straightening his collar, movements precise and gentle. Familiar. Caring.

“Look at me,” you said softly.

He did. Gray eyes searching your face, stripped of their usual sharpness. You leaned in, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to his lips. Not hurried. Not demanding. Just enough to make him lean forward on instinct, chasing you when you pulled back.

“Good,” you whispered, brushing your forehead against his. “You’re doing great.”

His hands came up to your waist, tentative, like he was asking permission without words. You didn’t stop him. You just rested your hands over his, anchoring him there.

He exhaled, shoulders finally dropping.

You stayed like that for a moment, quiet and close, Levi letting himself be held without needing to lead or command or protect. Just existing in your space, under your calm, steady attention.

And for once, he didn’t fight it.

He let himself be yours.

hehehe..

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[selfindulgentfanfictions]

Sprinbonnie (animatronic) x engineer!gn!reader

A/N: could be read as platonic or romantic technically. Springbonnie will be referred to as springhare bc its supposed to be the readers rendition of springbonnie after going to Freddy's (with the toy animatronics, similar timeline to the movies) when they were a kid. They became like william afton just minus the murder.

Content warnings: none for this first fic really.

Pt: 1/?

Bright lights. Loud music. The sound of people talking and kids laughing. Those were some of the best memories you had.

You remembered your first time in the restaurant like it was yesterday. All the noise, the visuals. Best of all the animatronics. The 4 of them were so incredible. A mastery of robotics. You remember the Toys so well. Their shiny outer shells. Their plastics eyes. You were amazed.

Insipered, even.

You remembered seeing a bright yellow bunny, beckoning you into the employee only part of the restaurant, with promises of toys and candy. You were pulled away from him by another child. You can't remember her name.

What you could remember, however, was how incredible the yellow bunny was. How his joints moved so smoothly (you'd never know it, but there was a person inside of it.)

You had to stop going after that. Apparently someone was hurt. Was dead. You couldn't believe it had to close. The only place you truly felt at home - around mechanical animals singing to you.

Your family moved, worried for your safety. You weren't around for the second building. And you never heard talk of the incident that happened there. Your parents shielded you from that. Kept you happy with what memories you did have.

You grew up dreaming of the yellow bunny you saw. You tried and tried to recreate him with what you could find. Never really making much.

Then college came. Of course you went into engineering, why wouldn't you. It was your dream of course. The way things were made. The way they moved. It was all so fascinating.

Your true intentions were never spoken of. Not to your friends. Not to your family. Not a soul knew what you really wanted.

You wanted him. The yellow bunny you remember so fondly. You wanted him to be real once more.

You graduated, got a job at some retail store that paid just fine, and begged a friend to let you live with them so you could afford your 'project'.

You gathered materials periodically, spending all your money on your project, and a small amount for rent for your friend (They said they don't need it, but you feel bad for not contributing more.)

Over the course of several months of work, several prototypes and one too many injuries, you did it. You made him. You had finally, finally brought your dream to life with your own hands.

And you couldn't be more disappointed.

Something was wrong with the code, or maybe the wiring was wrong. Perhaps the servos were dead, or something else was going wrong. He didn't move when you turned him on. He didn't spring to life like you thought he would. Like You had hoped.

His fuzzy body remained still. His eyes dark and lifeless. Your disappointment grew whith every failed repair.

You went to your room, your eyes drooping with exhaustion and your mind blank. You tossed and turned in your bed that night, your failure eating at you. When you finally passed out, it was close to 1 in the morning.

You woke up to yelling, your friend calling for you from the kitchen, their voice shaky and panicked.

"Get down here! What the hell is that thing?!"

You rushed to the kitchen, your mind racing, not knowing what they could be talking about. You rounded the corner, coming face to face with your friend.

"What the hell did you make in my garage?!"

They pointed to the garage door, which was slightly ajar. You began to explain yourself. Explain your project, slowly wandering towards the open door. When you turned to face the door again, you noticed a face.

His face.

The yellow rabbits eyes stared directly into yours. He was crouched behind the door to be at eye level with you. His ears seemed to perk up at the sight of you, his jaw hanging open in that signature 'animatronic smile'.

You backed up, startled by the fact that he was moving. Startled by the fact that he was working at all.

He moved closer to you, his hand reaching out to graze your cheek lightly. You froze, his cold animatronic hand was hard, but strangely gentle.

His body clicked as he moved, standing fully in the kitchen, his hand still lingering on your cheek. Your roomate stared up at him in terror, before shaking their head and walking to the front door.

"I dont know what the hell you just made in my garage, but I need to go to work."

And with that, they headed out, still bewildered.

A/N: hope this was okay. Im not used to doing fics, and id like to write more oneshots n stuff.

[cyberkitty1]

Ever since you were a kid you loved engineering/ science so when he told you he was the prowler you kind of used him as your test subject for your new inventions.

Crawling through your window after another successful night of being Ney Yorks most vigilante Miles has little to no injuries after you update his suite to be able to withstand a lot more than it could previously.

“Cariño, where you at?” he calls after he takes off his mask and the remanence of what is supposed to be his claws. “ Im in the bathroom give me a minute” as you walk out the first thing you see are his mangled scrapped claws. “ Miles, I told you to be carful I just fixed it last week” you say reaching for it.

“ I'm sorry these jus's were alot I'm not gon lie.” he says scratching his neck. “ ok, you should be happy I'm in a good mood and thought of some good things to add to this.’ you say studying the damage.

“thanks ma ‘ppreciate it” ne says giving you a kiss on your forehead.” you give him a loving smile. He then walks off to go take a shower.

While he's showering you get to work. Al claves were practically shattered and the joints in between making it difficult to bead your fingers. After fixing it you set it down moving onto his suit fixing minor damages such as scratched paint, some dents and some gashes.

He walks out of the shower seeing his fixed suit. “ooo your fixed the point too? You know yan did have to.” you turn to him” genus, but I wanted to cant have you walking around with a dingy suit, i would be a bad inventor” you say to him mater offactly.

“ You know I appreciate everything your do for me, right?” he says holding you hands and kissing your knuckles. “ I know miles, you tell me everytime you get the chance” “well I just have to make sure” he says looking inti your eyes trying to figure out what words to say next.

“Te amo más que todo en el mundo”

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[harveybwabbit92]

Ingo: {Showing (Emmet’s reader) Engie and (his reader) The chief around the Gear station.]

Ingo: Here in the Gear station professionalism is important, we take our jobs very serious here and...blah-bla-bla...

{The time wardens aren’t really listening as they see Emmet walk up behind Ingo, his coat and collar are pulled all the way up where only his hat is visible.]

Ingo: Emmet and I have a lot of young trainers who look up to us...and...and-

[stares at Emmet for a solid minute, before pointing towards the office*]

Ingo: *deadpan* Put them back..

Emmet: *dramatically tips hat, revealing Joltiks  stuffed in his coat before walking away.*

[theres an awkward pause, before Ingo continues with what he was saying.]

Ingo: We have a lot of young trainers who look up to us....

[lilhawkeye3]

For soft hours could you write something about falling asleep in the arms of Rex? I love this man so much.

“You’ve worked a triple shift, you ready to clock out yet?”

You sigh heavily as you ignore the warning tone in Rex’s voice, instead choosing to focus on the wires you were soldiering together. “I need to finish this row of speeders up.” You don’t have to glance behind you to know Rex’s arms are crossed in frustration while he glowers down at you.

“You need to rest,” he chastises, his voice lowering so no one but you can hear him, despite the fact that the hangar is empty. It’s far too late— or early now, you suppose, in the night cycle for any other engineers to be working. There’s no official emergency.

But you feel the burning need to finish repairing on these speeders. So you continue to work.

He’s nice enough to wait until you finish with the wires and close the hatch before wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you to your feet, despite your cries in protest. “Cyare, please.” You stop struggling at the weary sound of his voice. “I’m worried about you.”

You go limp in defeat, suddenly feeling the strain of every hour you’ve been awake. “Rex... I have to finish these. They’re the ones you’ll be taking on your next mission.”

His confusion permeates the silence following your admission. “Yeah, so?”

You turn around so you can look up at him, hoping he’ll see how desperate you are, that he’ll understand. “Rex, you could be riding one of them. What if someone else fixes them, and they mess up and something happens to you—“ You choke back a sob and Rex is pulling you back tightly against his chest, allowing you to cling to him as you hide your face against his shoulder.

“How about a truce?” He murmurs after a moment. “You nap here for a few hours, and I wake you up for the start of the next shift you can finish them up?”

His understanding of your fears nearly makes you start crying all over again.

“Okay,” you whimper quietly, and you follow him as he guides you back towards a darker corner of the hanger filled with scattered stakes of crates. He sits down first so his back is against the wall before coaxing you to sit between his spread legs, so you can lean back against his chest. His arms encircle you again, and you find yourself placing your hands over his so you can slot your fingers in between his much larger ones.

“You good?” His breath ruffles your hair so it tickles your ear as you turn your forehead so it’s pressed against the crook of his neck. You hadn’t realized how truly tired you are until now.

“Mhmm,” you sigh happily, pressing against his hands slightly in the hopes that he’ll hold you tighter and anchor you while you drift slowly into sleep. “Love ya.”

Rex’s chuckle reverberates deep in his chest. “I love you, too.”

[harveybwabbit92]

[When Irida, Adaman and Laventon are asking Emmet and Y/n/Engie just what exactly are Time Wardens, and what do they do? ]

Emmet: We fight evil!

Engie: With mixed results!

[harveybwabbit92]

Subway boss Ingo x Chief Conductor reader. PT 2

[this update took waaay longer then it should have!]

[Time warden AU]

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Later when the Gear Station had closed for the night, the Twins were again sat in the employee lounge back at the board except the word Ghost train was scratched out and anything paranormal related was thrown aside and instead replace with aliens? dimensional travelers? and theories about the train, like why was it a train? was it carrying passengers? what was it's purpose?

"Alright, alright...Alright."

"You been saying that for five minutes now."

"Well how do you expect me to react to...Whatever the hell that was?!"

"Yeah, That was girl kind of cute..."

Emmet said with this dazed out expression Ingo looked at his brother annoyed. "Focus, this isn't time for checking out strange girls!" he huffed his younger brother sat up straighter with a coy smile on his face, while he watched his brother pace around the room whilst tiredly mumbling to himself, Emmet had a feeling he was gonna have to start spiking Ingo's Mocha decafe with Drowzee time chocolate* again... 

Before someone suddenly started frantically knocking on the Employee lounge door, Emmet answered and random security guard was standing there breathing hard looking like he ran a marathon. "She's...the-the Ghost lady...here, the unfinished tunnel!" he wheezed before collapsing to his knees.

The twins looked at each other and scrambled out of the lounge the it wasn't hard to find them, the yelling and the familiar glowing Bullet train was hard to miss. "I will ask you one more time, did someone find a train pass laying around here?" A woman in brown coat hissed while holding one of the guards up by the front of his shirt.

 "Chief please calm down, I'm sure they can help if we're nice!" They heard a familiar voice press, they recognized the maintenance girl from earlier trying to pry the woman away from the terrified guard. "I have no time to be nice, you know what's stake if we don't find my pass!" the other woman's shoulders slumped before noticing the Trevithick brothers approaching them gawking in disbelief, Maintenance girl tapped "Chief" on the shoulder and the two looked at them intensely.

That feeling of unease returned as Ingo and Emmet tried not to shy away from the two women's gazes, at first glance these girls seemed like normal humans, one wouldn't even tell them apart from the regular passengers that traffic through the station, but there was something else there, something the twins couldn't quite place, the Chief was the one who broke silence first. "These are the ones you told me about?" she huffed dropping the guard as she turned to face the subway bosses fully, she gave them a once over before spying her train pass clipped to Ingo's belt.

Ingo took notice and closed his jacket while giving her a stern look, the message was clear 'if you want this back, you best start talking.' The chief let out this frustrated growl before her and Maintenance girl straightening themselves up and saluted the Trevithick twins, the chief introduced themselves. "I am Y/n L/n chief conductor of the Interdimensional railroad, overseer of the AO time track and owner of the Time-Liner, This my Chief Engineer her name is-*Hisss* "The train hydraulics went off as Y/n was introducing her partner.

The twins looked at the two odd women perplexed. "Wait, You two look alike and Your names sound almost the same, doesn't it get confusing?" Emmet pointed out as Maintenance girl shook her head. "Not at all, Everyone just calls y/n The Chief and me Engie." she chirped as Emmet nodded while Ingo crossed arms clearly flummoxed with that introduction.

"Really, you're focused on their names? Not the fact that they've somehowsnuck an entire train into this tunnel without us noticing?"

"Well you saw what happened earlier with the lobby?"

"That... It was an illusion, they probably have some sort of psychic Pokémon that pulled that off."

"I don't know, that sand too real to me."

Engie and the Chief looked at each other then the Trevithick like they just asked them what their favorite vegetable was. "Po...ké...mon, what's a Pokémon? " Chief and Engie asked at the same time Ingo and Emmet's eyes went wide as dinner plates as soon as those word left their mouths, they waited a few moments expecting the girls to start cracking up and say it was all joke, But they didn't they genuinely didn't know what a Pokémon was! Ingo's brain stalled and restarted at least four times as he tried to say something, but the words just weren't forming properly! Cos this was genuinely something he never thought he would have to explain... to anyone! 

Emmet just calmly took out a Pokéball and called out Eelektross, in seconds Engie had jumped nearly out of her boots and was cowering behind a tense Chief who on instinct went for her pass, but only grabbed air, Eelektross tilted his head in confusion as he eyed the two women warily probably sensing the same uncanny valley feeling it's trainer felt from them, Emmet carefully stepped between Eelektross and the women. "Whoa, everyone just take it easy!" He said keeping his hands up and looked at Chief and Engie as he patted Eelektross on the head.

"This is Eelektross he's a Pokémon, they're creatures that live in this world with us." He stated as Engie cautiously came out from behind Chief who was still on guard as as she watched her friend get closer to the eel-like creature Emmet noticing Engie looked like she wanted to touch Eelektross gently took her hand and brought it over to his head, she flinched back when the Pokémon let out a hiss as her hand got closer. "It's alright buddy, she's friendly." Emmet assured as Eelektross churred as he leaned into her reluctant touch letting her pet him.

"See? completely safe." Emmet said as Engie pet the eel, until the Chief spoke up again. "So about my train pass..." Again Ingo wasn't going to give it up as this whole interaction just made gave him more questions then answers.  

"Not until you explain who you are." Ingo huffed this time holding the train pass in his hand waving it in her face. "Have you notice anything strange lately?" Y/n asked throwing the elder Trevithick twin off, his brows furrowed as answered. "Aside from you?" the brown clad woman ignored that jab, as her eyes were focused on something. "No, I meant have you noticed any of your co-workers acting odd?" She pressed Ingo wondered why shy needed to know? 

While they talked Ingo failed to see Herb one of the cleaners was walking towards them...well, not walking, Shambling. Would be the right word, Emmet had seen him though, and noticed something was verrry wrong here, Herb's uniform was covered in blood! But, that’s not all that got the younger twin's attention, Emmet could hear what sounded like broken glass crunching beneath his feet with every step the guy took towards them. 

Emmet squinted as he tried to get a closer look at Herb's face. *Are those... cracks?!* Emmet didn't have time to think about it the cracks o the man's body started glowing brighter...and brighter. "Ingo get down!" Ingo grunted as Emmet tackled him to the ground, there was a shattering noise as the twins looked up and saw these shards fly out of Herb and form into a this strange humanoid creature, Herb collapsed to the floor unconscious as the the monster chuckled as it examined it's new form gleefully.

"Finally, I have a complete form, now I can complete my mission!" it laughed the Trevithick could only gawk in disbelief as the thing grabbed Herb presumably to kill him, but before the monster could strike there were two loud pops, the monster screamed in pain as glowing hot rivets were shot into it's arm, Emmet and Ingo looked up towards the Ghost train and saw Engie standing on the train roof aiming a giant gun at the thing, which snarled at her enraged.

"You damn time wardens, How about I give you taste of your own medicine?" he hissed as the Rivets in his arm were suddenly absorbed the rivets and shot them back at a Engie! She cussed and ducked out of the way, while Ingo and Emmet were still frozen in fear when suddenly a pair of legs came into view as the chief crouched down waving her pass in Ingo's face. "I'll be taking this back now." she hummed before standing up and calmly walking straight into the monsters path. "You want some too, huh?" the monster sneered getting ready to fire at, Y/n just threw her jacket at it's face it hissed and struggled to tear the jacket off as Engie went joined the Chief, she took out an identical train pass as hers. 

The two nodded as Emmet and Ingo watched these micro train tracks appear out of nowhere and wrap around the girl's waists, [Track ready] a mechanical voice announced "Henshin!" the girls yelled swiping their passes over the buckle, a mechanical repeated them and announced their forms [Armor heavy Maintenance} for Engie and [Armor Master Industrial form.] for Y/n  in flash Engie and the chief were in these armored forms.

Y/n had an ax lazily resting on her shoulder while Engie still had her gun only now it looked more powerful then earlier. "Now let's even this score!" Engie and Chief fist bumped and rushed the monster who finally ripped the Chief's jacket only to get a armored fist to the face causing it to stubble backwards a few feet.

Engie used that opening to fire a few concussive rounds at it, Again the monster absorbed the shot and fired the back at her, but The chief stepped in front of her and took the hit. 

Her armor was much thicker and heavier then Engie's so she barely flinch, she just took the rounds to her chest and swung her ax at monster sending backwards again, cracks began to appear on it's body as it hissed in pain and anger and the two women continued attacking it, until they got distracted by Herb waking up, the old man got one look at the blood on his hands and uniform started weeping. "Oh no, oh no.. Arceus, what have I done?" he sobbed in horror.

Engie and the Chief hesitated and the creature took that moment to noticed a fire extinguisher mounted onto a nearby wall, it fired one of it's shards at it causing the extinguisher to burst blowing dust everywhere obscuring the everyone's vision. "I won't let you stop me!" the monster hissed before turning into a ball of floating shards and flew straight towards Herb! Ingo and Emmet flinched expecting the worst only for a black portal to appear in Herb's chest and the shards disappeared inside the portal before closing.

Herb kinda went catatonic he dropped to his knees as Engie's suit deactivated and she and Y/n went over to the old man she reached into her belt and pulled out a blank ticket. and held it against his forehead a date appeared on the ticket March 10 20xx.. "What this date to you?" Engie asked showing him the ticket, the only thing Herb was able to utter was single name. "Amy..." the engineer looked confused and pressed for more info, but Herb was too out of it to answer. 

 Meanwhile Ingo and Emmet had snapped out of their stupor and rushed over to the two women completely awestruck by what they just witnessed. "Holy crap! what was that thing?! what's a time warden?! how do you do the thing???" Emmet asked excitedly as he copied their Henshin motion, as The chief held her hand up to stop him and was going to tell them to leave, but Engie pulled the armored woman aside and they had whispered conversation. 

The twins couldn't really hear what was being said but they did hear Engie say. "They're just gonna forget anyways..." before the women separated and turn to face the Trevithick brothers. "As you might have noticed me Engie aren't exactly normal..." The twins stared at the chief blankly but let her speak.

"To cut a long story short, we're Time wardens; beings born between of time and space tasked with protecting the laws of time from monsters called Dours, they're beings born outside of time and space, they're the opposite of the wardens, their intentions are mystery but one things for sure, they love to cause chaos and destruction, and do so by forming contracts with humans who have dark desires." The chief gestured to Herb who Engie had set down on bench as the old man had passed out, she held up the ticket with the Shard Dour's picture on it "These tickets allow us to travel back in time to before the Dour can cause anymore trouble." The chief finished her explanation, just as subway tunnel started to shake!

"What is this, an Earthquake?" Emmet asked in shock as he and his brother tried to keep themselves steady, Engie got a grim look on her face. "Oh no, It's starting." She ran out of the tunnel Ingo and Emmet following her, they ran out of the Gear station just in time to see a few of the shops and buildings in front of the station to disappear!.

"It's headed towards the amusement park!" Ingo said horrified as he watched random land marks vanish, just then the T-Liner emerged from a portal and stop in front of them. "Get on!" The chief barked at them through the speaker, Engie and the Twins got on the train and soon the T-liner departed from the Gear station and made Combee line for  March 10 20xx. 

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