A/N This is a story recommended to me by XxxMeAndMyStoriesxxX from right here on Fanfiction. The video is called Print Your Guy - by Team PYG I can only hope it turned out well. If anyone has any complaints place them in the comments below.

3D Companion

Alya falls asleep at her computer after spending many hours working on her next article, and causes the mouse to click on an ad. She wakes to the tune that would work perfectly for an amusement park commercial, and see the logo for a printing company. Right next to the logo is a corporate guy advertising their product.

"Are you feeling alone? Do you have romance problems? Well no more! Thanks to modern 3d technology, We can print the perfect guy just for you!" Alya is intrigued, and remembers all of the times her best friend and roommate has tried to set her up with someone after she finally professed her love to her high school crush. Alya's eyes brighten as the ad continues in a sultry female voice, "Print your guy, you're only one click away, from love."

She changes the website she is on to the one from the ad, and is immediately asked what sort of guy she is interested in. Writing down, 'Sensitive' she begins to wait for her order. Heading to her room, the ombre haired girl removes her high ponytail and goes straight to sleep.

Alya wakes up the next morning to the sound of bacon cooking, and the smell of breakfast. Exiting her room and entering the next she finds Marinette in front of the stove, looking over a fashion magazine while the bacon sizzles. Alya sets up her laptop to work on her friend's blog as she waits. "Morning Aly, What would you like for breakfast?"

Alya looks over to the dark haired girl. "Marinette, you ask the same thing every morning, and every morning I say the same thing, food would be good." Marinette signs and shakes her head. "So when are you going to look into dating? We could go on a double date or something."

"I don't know Mari, I'll look into it when I get the chance."

Alya goes back to working on Mari's personal blog when the doorbell ring sounds throughout the apartment. "What was that?" Marinette asks as Alya goes to open the door. Once the door is opened A hand reaches out from behind the box holding a clipboard out, to which Alya signs right away. The delivery person brings the box in, leaves it, and exits the way he came.

"Ok serious Alya, what is this?" Marinette asks once again as Alya drags a blade down cutting the tape. Once the box is opened a back faces them with a switch on the neck. "Let's just say I took your advice." She flips the switch and a small bouquet is immediately shoved her way.

The guy that was printed out for her wears a dark gray blazer with red undershirt. He has plain jeans on along with black and white tennis shoes. His bright red hair hangs over one of his seafoam colored eyes.

The two girls look at the andriod. "Seriously Alya! You couldn't find a real guy?"

"Well this may be better than one." She replies while taking the bouquet.

Turns out she lied. Over the next few days all he would do is draw. Whatever inspired him he would sketch, draw, outline, trace, paint, whatever he desired he would draw. It got to the point where when she went on a double date with Marinette and Adrien, her "guy" drew on the napkin in condiments. She shut him down once they got back home.

Alya sits in front of her computer back in their apartment, back on the "Print Your Guy" website. Marinette went to spend the rest of their date with Adrien, really trying to salvage their date.

Alya stares at the search engine on the websites. Thinking it over she finally types in a new word and waits for her delivery, hoping that Marinette will be at work by the time her delivery gets here.

Marinette returns to the apartment to find Alya once again asleep at her computer with her journalist site opened. Knowing her friend will hate it if she wakes her up, she leaves Alya there, and heads to bed. All while unaware of the second tab that was minimized.

Alya wakes up to see a sticky note on her computer, tearing it off it reads

'Adrien told me to let you know that when you get a real boyfriend we can try to go on a double date again. His idea not mine.

-Marinette'

Her friend even included some little sketches, all to poke fun of the last android.

It's a little later when the doorbell rings, but she gladly signs the paper and opens the box. Inside is a slightly more muscular android. He has a plain T-Shirt and torn jeans on, his hair is much shorter than the last one with the bangs brought up in a pompadour.

Turning him on she is immediately picked up, and inspecting a kiss, she puckers her lips only for him to start using her as weights. Once done with his workout he drops her to the ground, and grabs a six pack of soda from the fridge. She only just manages to turn him off after he breaks the coffee table with his head. Not wanting to fix that right away she goes back to the website and orders a new guy, only to get side-tracked by her blog until Marinette opens the door. Alya looks over her computer monitor when she hears Marinette drop the groceries. The two stare at each other in silence until Marinette points to the pieces of wood in front of the sofa. "WHAT HAPPENED!"

"Let's just say my last guy didn't work out, and leave it at that."

Marinette brings a hand to pinch the bridge of her nose. "Please tell me you didn't order another one? How are you going to pay for your part of the rent?"

"It's OK Marinette, They give me a full refund if they don't work out. And yes I did order a new guy, but this one will work for sure, trust me."

"The last time I trusted you it broke the table,"She makes a wide gesture to the 'table' "which you will pay for."

Alya takes a few seconds to type something on the computer before she responds. "Now when did you become such an outspoken girl Marinette?"

Her response is immediate "Since I joined Agreste Fashion. Which is where I finally managed to talk back to Adrien. And where I need to be tomorrow with an IF I DON'T WANT TO LOSE MY JOB!" She all but yells the last part. "So if any more of your 'Guys' break anything else, you'll be paying for it. I do not need the stress of our apartment being damaged right now."

"Okay, I promise to pay for any damage done to the apartment, and a new table. So go and do what you need to do to keep your job."

Around dinner The newest guy arrives, and Marinette waits to see how this one will turn out. The one inside the box is and Africa American with glasses, a green dress shirt and brown slacks held up by suspenders. Marinette leaves to go back to her room as the two talk, only to come out at lunch to a very annoyed Alya, and a rambling android. She leaves with a smirk on her face, waiting for Alya to admit she was wrong.

A few minutes later she hears a crash and rushes to see Alya's computer on the floor, and herself face down in the sofa cushions. Grabbing a tub of ice cream from the freezer along with two spoons, she takes a seat on the floor and places a spoon in Alya's hand and holds up the container before she can ask. The two dig in as they watch whatever shows on TV, until the 'Print Your Guy' commercial comes on, than Alya chucks her spoon at the screen and face-plants in the couch again. Knowing this won't get any better soon, Marinette picks the computer up, and sets it back up on the desk. Then she gets her own laptop and looks something up that may cheer her friend up. Messaging Adrien, the two set something up, and put the plan into action.


The next day Marinette leaves after explaining that a package she be coming for her, and that Alya should just get it, and that she would pay her back later. Alya agrees, and tries to get some work down on the computer when the oh so familiar ring sounds through out the apartment. Opening the door, Alya sees the usual delivery guy only behind a smaller box than she is used to. And apparently Marinette got a cat. Allowing the delivery person in, he trips on the door frame sending the printed cat sprawling along with a pair of headphones. Picking up the headphones, she hears a remix of sorts. looking over to the delivery person, she golden eyes peeking out from underneath a red cap, with bits of hair showing.

The delivery guy removes his cap and scratches his head, "Hey, I'm sorry if the package got damaged. I'm used bigger packages than that." Alya only shakes her head, and spots a name tag "It's fine Nino, and who made this remix? It's really good."

He takes the proffered headphones and looks at her in confusion before he realizes she read his name tag. sets them around his neck. "The remix that was just one was made by me. You see, I'm a DJ part-time, so I like to keep my skills up by listening to remixes I made during the day."

"Isn't that being a little big headed of you?"

"Hey, once you get this good you only listen to music to mix it later. I even think of remixes to do while deliveries, Just listen to this one and tell me it's not good." He takes off the headphones and turns the volume up so they both can listen. As the song progresses Alya will admit, it is good. But just as she is about to say so, the door opens to reveal Marinette with Adrien, both carrying bags of felt and fabric of all kinds. Alya smirks and Marinette knows what's coming next. "So, I had no idea that Christmas came early this year, did you Nino?" He shakes his head. "No I didn't Alya, and what are you even talking about?"

Marinette than explains, "Back in school, anytime I got a large amount of fabric, I would always say that it felt like Christmas. So now every time I come home with some Alya always asks that." Nino nods his head and looks to Adrien, "Hey aren't you the model from Gabriel's line?" Adrien nods his head

"That's cool dude, probably pays better than my job." The four share a laugh, until a chime sounds from Nino's phone. "Sorry about that, I set it up so that I know why I'm running late for a delivery. So without further ado, I'm out." And with that Nino leaves the apartment. The three left behind stare at the door before laughing. The package that was dropped off left forgotten on the floor.

A/N Oh my god this took so long, even though It is so short. On a side note, The thing with the Fabric always happens when my twin and I stop at Hobby Lobby, and she will buy as much felt and stuffing as she can. As we walk back to the car she will exclaim how it feels like Christmas. Now I need to work on MonstersTale.