Spamton was just sitting in his dumpster home, sulking. He has no tears left to cry at this point, he's lost all hope, no one is gonna come help him... no one...
He was about to fall asleep until suddenly he heard voices outside. Could it be? Potential customers? Spamton started scrambling around in his dumpster, preparing his trademark sales pitch voice, dusting off his suit and putting on his dual tone glasses. He looked at his broken hand mirror, making sure he looked presentable, or at least as presentable as a person living in a dumpster could look.
Spamton: LOOKIN' SHARP [[BIG SHOT]]
Finally, he sucked his gut in, and...
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Popup: We've looked everywhere already! What makes you think he'll-
Suddenly, the dumpster lid slams open, making a loud CLANG sound. The sudden event made the four ad programs jump in surprise.
Spamton: HEY EVERY !!!
IT'S EVERY BUDDYS FAVORITE [number1ratedsalesman1997]
SPAMT-
SPAMTON G. SPAMTON!!!
EAHAEAHE-
Suddenly, Spamton finally realizes who these "potential customers" were.
It was them...
Banner: Wait- SPAMTON?!-
Spamton, not wanting to see the faces of his supposed "friends", slams the dumpster lid close again.
Banner: SPAMTON WAIT-
The blue ad program rushes over frantically knocking on the dumpster lid.
Spamton: ['Spamton' is currently unavailable at the moment, please leave a message after the beep]
Flash: Spams, we know you're in there! Please we wanna talk to you!
Popup: SPAM G. ADDISON! YOU OPEN THIS LID THIS INSTANT!
Spamton: I'M SORRY, BUT I NO LONGER [Ready! Set! Go!] BY THE NAME [Spam G. Addison] I WANT NOTHING TO [Make do with what you have!] WITH YOU [Traitors!]
Ollie: Spamton please just listen! Look, I know we were pieces of crap in the past. But, we wanna make it up to you, so can you please just give us a chance?
Spamton: WHY?! WHY NOW?! WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I WAS EVICTED FROM MY [Five star luxury hotel!] WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I WAS DROWNING IN [All ages appropriate Battery Acid!] WHERE WERE YOU?! WHERE WERE ALL OF YOU?!
Banner: Spamton I came to check on you, but you were already gone!
Spamton: OH YEAH? AND WHY SHOULD I [Don't stop believing!~] YOU?!
Popup: Well if you're not gonna come out of that dumpster, I'm gonna have to take you out myself!
The pink ad program then grabs Spamton by the arms and starts cradling him like some kind of infant.
Spamton: HELP! I'M BEING KIDNAPPED!!!
Popup: Oh calm down! We're just trying to help you!
Spamton: NO! I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP! I'VE BEEN DOING PERFECTLY FINE! BY MYSELF!
Ollie: Spamton! You've been living in a dumpster for god knows how long!
Spamton: SO WHAT?! [I'm still breathing]
Ollie: THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT ANY LESS BAD!!!
Spamton: WHERE ARE YOU BACKSTABBERS TAKING ME?!
Ollie: Back home.
Spamton: I WAS AT [Home Sweet Home!]
Ollie: No, you were in a dumpster.
Spamton: SAME THING!
Spamton kept kicking and screaming on the way home, eventually after a while he tired himself out...
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Reconciliation
RandomThe Addisons found Spamton living in a dumpster and decide to take him back home, obviously, there will be trust issues. The Addisons: Ollie (Orange): He/They Popup (Pink): She/Her Banner (Blue): He/Him Flash (Yellow): He/Him Yeah, I'm sorry I suck...
