(This is an AU)

You'd heard from your dad that his friend, Lawrence, had died after getting into a crash and you went to his house with him to pack up his stuff so Lawrence's nephew could sell the house.

When you were helping your dad pack up Lawrence's stuff to take it to charity, you found a little electric bulb-headed automaton- it was about as big as your hand- and you asked your dad if you could keep it, to which he said yes.

It'd been a few days since then, almost a week and a half, and you'd found the little automaton in places where your sure you didn't leave it, and your dad never touched it, so you just got more confused as it kept happening.

Today, however, you heard the sounds of your piano being played from the loungeroom, and your dad was out running some errands today, so who in the world would possibly be playing your piano?

As you slowly walked closer, you begun to recognize the tune from the rare times you went with your dad to Lawrence's house and stayed to hear him play the piano, but it was slower this time- like it was harder to play for whoever was playing it.

You rounded the corner and saw... The little electric bulb-headed automaton playing the piano by stepping and pushing on the keys, though he stopped and stared when you saw each other, his mouth forming an 'o'...

You both stared in silence for a moment before his face (which was just two eyes and a line mouth made out of electricity, like those bulbs that have pictures inside them or something) upturned in a smile that was hesitant and kind of afraid in a way and he gave a small wave, his crank turning slightly, signalling... something. An emotion- probably.