Spamton X Fiona X Luke Skywalker Oneshots (VERY SAD)

H E A R T B R E A K

Luke Skywalker was incredibly nervous, palms sweating everywhere, butterflies flying all around his twisted stomach. Today was the day that he would finally do something he always dreamed about, confessing to the person he admired most.

And that person was none other than the sketchy salesman himself, Spamton G. Spamton.
Luke had brought a bouquet of beautiful roses in one hand, turning his head around the abandoned alleyway, searching for Spamton with a trace of curiosity.

Where... where is he?  Luke had informed Spamton to show up at this place, at this time today.. Maybe Spamton didn't see his letter? He kept looking and looking, trying to find even the slightest little hint of him.
And finally, he had found him.

There he was, the man Luke had been so desperately trying to find.

..I-Is that.. Fiona.. with... him?

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Spamton was standing outside a cafe alongside Fiona, he had a small yellow daisy between his fingers, raised up on the tips of his toes so he appeared taller.

Giggles escaped from Fiona's mouth as she watched him try to hand the daisy to her, it wasn't anything fancy or expensive.. just a small little daisy freshly picked from a flourishing garden.

W-What....?

Luke watched the scene unfold before his widened eyes.

Shaking, his quivering hand slowly dropped the bouquet of roses, and they splattered across the floor, the bright red petals coating the ground.

Luke's heart had been shattered, any hope that Spamton might feel the same way had now completely vanished... into millions of pieces.

"Spamton? W-What are you doing with Fiona?"

Fiona and Spamton both whipped their heads around, hearts beating at a quickening pace.
"LUKE? I.. I DIDN'T EXP3CT TO [[Locate You]] HERE.." Spamton seemed... nervous, w-was.. was he avoiding him?
"Spamton dearest, who... who is this individual?" Fiona spoke, with a stern but smooth voice, her eyes darting towards the roses that had been scattered around the cold floor.

Luke was still frozen in place, he hadn't moved an inch for many moments now, why was this happening..? Why was Spamton avoiding him..?
"I... I think need to go." Luke began to tremble off in the complete opposite direction of Spamton and his ogre, eyes clouded with tears.

Wh..Why?

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Spamton sadly looked back at Luke, the expression of pure guilt plastered onto his face as he put one arm around Fiona's shoulder.

"Spamton... what just happened?" She stuttered in confusion... looking deeply into the lenses of his two-tone glasses. He looked back at her, trying to reassure her with a soft smile.

"D0N'T WORRY ABOUT [[Recent Events]] ... LET'S JUST ENJOY OUR T1ME TOGETHER FIRST"

Hopefully Luke would understand...

Spamton looked back down towards the petals on the ground...

I.. I think everything will be just fine.