Vintriloquist| Spamton x Transmasc!Reader

Queen's Castle

You decided to act unbothered in order to lower his guard.

Together you walked through a glowing door labeled "cafe" full of those buff bird creatures and various other different specimens.

The head butler was to be seen just across the door you entered from behind a counter.

"Greetings, young master, how may we be of service?" they asked as you approached. Despite their buff frame they held themself loosely and politely, unlike their workers who showed off their power for entertainment. Their voice as smooth as butter, glasses and suit mismatched and contradicting yet organized, you thought of them as a "symmetrical soul with an asymmetrical appearance".

"Ah. Um. Hey, i uh…" your words escaped you. They were patient with you, though. "Im lost. I need somewhere to crash. And I was told you? Could help me?...somehow..?"

Their feathers perked up at the question followed by an angelic chuckle, "My, my, you're a lightner, aren't you? We have rooms in this mansion made specifically for beings such as yourself. However…" they trailed off.

"I know. I can't stay in a mansion for free, didn't think so, but i'm willing to earn my keep if you let me." The large bird smiled and rested their winged hands on the counter.

"I admire your determination, young master. But i must warn you, i am just our lady grace's head butler. Therefore i am not allowed to assign you a room myself but i'm sure you will convince her yourself."

You thought to yourself for a second. 'I'm gonna meet a queen??'

"...Convince her myself..?" "That is correct. You can find her in her lab, i'll have a swatchling escort you." they stated with a grin.

You felt warm inside, as if your very soul was vibrating from excitement.

"Thanks uh…" looking at their name tag, you read, "Swatch." They give you a smile. As you turned to leave they had one more thing to ask, "By the way, i never got your name, lightner."

"Y/n." and you were off.
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It was only then when you realized spamton hadn't been in the cafe for a single second of that interaction. Panic built up inside you as you looked around the corner, just for you to find him leaning against the wall.

"Hey man, what the hell?" you whisper-shouted.

Spamton jumped and looked over to you, assuming a skittish demeanor. "[Pardon Me while I burst into Flames]] !! I'm not p4rTICularly [Welcome all!] within this Castel."

You look at him curiously and he sighs. "I'm [[BANNED]] fr0m the Cafe."

"Uhhh...huh." You kept note of that.

One of the swatchlings soon walked out of the cafe and assumed their position at your side in order to guide you; spamton was noticeably distant at the sight of it and kept behind you two.

The trek to the lab was a short and mostly easy one besides the stairs that seemed to go on forever. Nobody spoke on the way except for spamton, involuntarily, it seemed. You were already creating a list inside your head of questions you planned to ask him when you were alone.

The swatchling led you to a set of doors with fancy golden handles and an engraved face of that same megamind-alien looking creature you saw a poster of in the alleyway.

"C'mon spamton." you beckoned, he reluctantly followed.

The swatchling opened the doors for you two and stayed at your side as you walked in. The room was huge and simple, yet complicated. Wires coming from the ceiling that held a helmet-like device above a luxurious white throne, a simple computer desk, a charging station, a hutch full of glowing green glasses. It looked like a science lab made specifically for inhabiting a large robot.

How large, exactly, is what you pondered to yourself until you heard a voice.

The swatchling was next to her behind a curtain and soon they both stepped aside to greet you.

"A Lightner? I Thought You Would Be Huge And Sexy And Cool Or Something But This Is Fine What Do You Want" she asked in a regal monotone.

No wonder the roof was so high, she was huge. Like 8 feet tall at least. Goddamn she was kinda fine too.

She had a geometric blue, white and black outfit with a screen for eyes and a elongated skull that looked like it was made from plasti-steel; clearly, she was a robot.

"Um i uh...well, you see-"

"Well C'mon Spit: It Out"

You smiled shyly, collecting your words until you were interupted again. "Hey What's That Doing Here I Thought You Died Lmao" she directed at the small man hiding behind you, stepping towards him.

"I-i was going to ask if i could maybe…? borrow a room in this mansion of yours? I was told there were rooms for lightners." you asked hesitantly, looking up to find her staring down at you with a "..." across her screen followed by a "true".

"Yes We Need Lightnerds For Things Sure Swatchling Take Her To A Room" she said, turning around and going back to her business.

"Im actually a guy…"

"I Heard That Thanks Take The Boy To His Room Chop Chop" she finalized, making a gesture shooing you all out of her room.
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.did a longer chapter this time, next chapter should be pretty long too maybe ;)