A Man of The Pipis: A SpamtonxReader fic

Cathode [SCREAMS]

It's been a two weeks and a half since Spamton disappeared. You've only stayed with Chet because you've nowhere else to go. You haven't spoken with him at all since you ran out of the house the day Spamton left. You'd called his name for hours, searching alley after alley, dumpster after dumpster. You even spoke to some Addisons who were familiar with him. Unfortunately they had not seen him, and neither did you. By the third or fourth day of looking, you made missing posters. Your boss let you put them up around the property and you pasted them on every dumpster, pole, and storefront that would allow. Once the first week had passed, you were working more hours than you ever had just to be away from Chet and get as much money as you could. Every day you would come back to that house exhausted and sleep until work the next day, then the cycle would continue. All because you wanted to move out of that townhouse as soon as you possibly could. You applied for that job in the Queen's mansion and a week after that, you got an interview. The next day, they called you in. You resigned from your cashier job with no hard feelings and moved on to greener pastures. Now, you were working a night shift. Sure, janitorial duties weren't that glamorous, but at least all you had to do was clean and tidy up. Not difficult and you made twice as much as what you did as a cashier. Even with all this good news, you still weren't happy. You'd lost that joy you'd gained when Spamton came into your life and now the happiness disappeared with him, leaving an empty void in your heart. On this day in particular, you were out of luck in finding very much to clean. Usually, your duties took you all around the property, cleaning and organizing every square inch that you could. You weren't alone of course, with all the huge butlers running around and all, but you were a perfectionist and- especially since you'd rather not think at all- you focused very hard on cleaning anything you could. After searching all around the manor, you eventually stumbled into a long room. There were statues and junk lying around, perfect for dusting. The butlers must've not gotten to this place yet.. You thought to yourself as you started to dust one of the many statues lying around. After a moment, though, you noticed an opening in the wall. I've never seen something like that before.. You decide to head inside, curiosity pulling you deeper into the depths of Queen's mansion. You passed through deactivated shields, open locks, secret doors... It was almost as if someone had come through here before you. You eventually ended up in front of a large door with "B1F" written above it in large bold letters. Curiosity dragged you on and you went inside. Down you trekked, deeper and deeper into the unknown and into the dark. Your heart beat quickly and you could feel your palms sweating. The basement was musty, dark, filled with moss and vines. You could smell earth and chemicals and rust and.. Burning? You definitely smelled burning, or- something odd. Something that didn't belong. You followed the scent, taking twists and turns and seeing tracks in the moist earth beneath your feet. Who else could have possibly been down here?? You follow the tracks leading from a large room. Your foot hits something metal. You look down and study the ground beneath your feet. On the floor are three rows of train tracks, and far into the dark, you see a still and silent shape laid across them.