Spamton POV (again- TwT)
Spamton walked back into the house he'd found his bottle in. He walked over and sat it on the couch. He looked over at the kitchen. There was a bowl, eggs, cake batter, vegetable oil, and measuring cup things. He walked into the kitchen, grabbing the box. It was a chocolate cake mix. Was someone gonna make some cake? Who was gonna-
"CAKE! CAKE!~" A familiar voice called out. It was that jester guy. He definitely saw Spamton. He was just standing there.
"Is this your's or-" Spamton started to say, when he got kicked in the leg, causing him to drop the box of cake batter. "[[OW HOCHI MAMA-]] OW-"
The jester picked up the cake box and opened it, looking at the back. He looked confused, making Spamton look at the box too. For some reason, the instructions were in only Japanese- meaning, neither of them could read it. Spamton had never made a cake before, but he did like it, so he decided to help the jester.
"WHAT IS THIS?! I CAN'T READ IT, READ IT!" The jester yelled, throwing the box. "CAN YOU?" He pointed at Spamton. Spamton shook his head, making them both groan.
"I can [[HELP PLEASE! IT BURNS! PLEASE-]] though!" Spamton grinned. The jester gave him a "What was that" look, then shrugged it off, running over to the bowl. He dumped the cake mix into the bowl.
"What next, [[CLOWN AROUND TOWN]]?" Spamton asked.
"Uh.." The jester looked at the instructions and threw the box at Spamton. They were all in a different language.
"[[where in the world]] did you get this.." Spamton grumbled, looking at the box.
"The internet!" The jester said happily, putting four whole eggs into the bowl, shell and all.
"What flavor is this?" Spamton asked, taking out his phone.
"I think chocolate maybe, maybe?" The jester looked at Spamton's phone as he pulled up the Google Translate app. "What's that for?"
"To see the instructions??" Spamton said, taking a picture of the box. The app translated it. Needless to say it was.. very wrong..
"Okay! 2 ⅓ cups of battery acid- That should be easy!" Spamton said, taking out a bottle of green liquid, then pouring it in. "Boop!"
The two took turns getting some very.. exotic ingredients, and pouring them into the cake mix.
"Now we stir, stir!" The jester said, grabbing a whisk. "I dub thee.. the stir stick!"
He stirred the mixture very aggressively, then poured it into a pan, letting Spamton put it into the oven, that they just so happened to forget to preheat.
They talked for a minute, until something smelled horrid. They both looked over to the oven to see that the cake was rapidly rising.
"WE DID SOMETHING WRONG, WRONG!" The jester yelled, running over to the oven. Spamton ran over too.
The two just stood in front of the oven until..
BOOM
The cake exploded inside of the oven just as Spamton had opened it, covering both of them in nasty "cake mix."
"That did not go well, well." The jester said, locking some of the cake mix off around his mouth.
"No it did not." Spamton said, taking off his glasses. "I'm Spamton by the way."
"Jevil! And I already know your name, name, Salesman!" The jester said, linking more batter.
(HAPPY BIRTHDAY TULIP :DDDDDD I didn't finish the art hehe- :,) I hope you like this)
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