Art by me)
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Spamton/ third person povHe was alone, again
Laying in a dumpster questioning so many things..
what have I done.
Why am I so horrible to people I love.
Then he realised
He was being stupid, caring about this
Mike told him to not care about anyone anyway
"EYAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"
"IM JUST [HYPERLINK BLOCKED] DUMB."
He was going absolutely mad as the ringing got louder. As the strings got tighter. As if all spamton is here for is to be a deranged puppet
He was quite certainly scaring away the maice ( and people ) with his completely deranged laughter, and loud shouting.
A lot of people certainly steered clear of the dumpster, that's for sure
He was practing how he'd introduce himself to sell people items for kromer. Shouting to himself when he messed up, but with various advertisements scattered within his sentences.
He didn't need swatch at all!!
Right?
_________________________________________Swatch/ third person pov
They were cleaning around the queens mansion trying to take their mind off of everything, hoping that would help, they enjoyed cleaning anyways so it might help.
Sweep this, polish this, wipe this table, wash dishes, cook food for the cafe and queen, tend to their shop. Etc etc.
They even talked to a few customers and some of the Swatchlings. It was nice, but tiring. it always tiring its just more so today.
When they got home they fell onto their bed, still in their work attire. Not bothering to change. They would do it later.
It felt lonely though for some reason. Maybe they missed spamton? No, how absurd. He was horrible to you, you shouldn't miss him. It's nit right to miss someone who wronged you.
They still felt like they did miss him, deep down. Somewhere... but that was deep down
He didn't right now, and won't for a good while.
They want to forgive him but, he hadn't apologised.. and probably
So I won't forgive him..
at least until he apologies..
I hope he does, I really did want to be friends with him.
But not now.
Not now..
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Small lil few days time skip lol )Spamton/ 3rd person pov
He had been screaming at maice like a mad man and practising introducing himself..
to the thin air..
Loudly.
Hoping that maybe someone would come and maybe accept a deal from him. Hopefully someone will!
It's worth a shot I suppose.. But who actually comes down an alley in the middle of a really busy road. Only someone crazy or mad
Like himself.
He hadn't eaten or looked even remotely suitable to be selling things but he looks the best he can for someone living in the trash. the only thing he COULD look like is trash anyway.
He couldn't just wear a grey, purple white and black dress and fight witches for fun this was reality and..
He looked like a walking garbage can.
Shut up! Just try practicing again.
"HEY EVERY ! IT'S ME!EVERY BUDDY 'S FAVORITE [[Number 1 Rated Salesman1997]]"
"SPAMT- SPAMTON G. SPAMTON!!"WOAH!! IF IT ISN'T A... LIGHT nER!!!"
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Okay so like
Deltarune cannon events coming up, please help, I dunno what direction to take this story from here.
Also, madoka magica reference that no one reading this will understand lol anyway Ciao, cya next chap
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haven't you ever left this place? (swatchton)
Fiksi PenggemarSpamtom and swatch go somewhere Also I'm not making spamton like 1ft tall, his ingame sprite is the same height as kris' sprite lol. Cover art is mine This is probably ooc, this is the first fanfic I've like ever written lmao.