You're My [Big Shot]! // Spamton x Reader

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I didn't know what color the couch should be so it's just your favorite color (f/c)

This chapter may be a bit boring as it's just talking about Y/N's house and focusing most of the 3rd person's viewpoint on Spamton
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    The door let out a screech as it was being shoved from its comfortable spot by the owner of the home, allowing the two to enter the dark home. They'd flip the switch by the door and allow the light to flicker to life to reveal the grey walls of a narrow-ish path to the small apartment.

    "Well, here we are!" Y/N announced, moving out of the way to allow the short male to enter the home and look around. Once he fully entered, Y/N closed the door and locked it to restrict any unwanted visitors to enter inside.

    "WOWZA, THIS IS [Razzled and Dazzled]!" Spamton stared in awe as he glanced at the cramped but well organized home.

    Inside, there was a small hallway that connected to a kitchen and living room. The hallway included a picture hung on the wall with what looked to be a family portrait with a small coffee table placed underneath it; the table included a potted plant on the side and a few pairs of shoes resting under the table.

    As Spamton roamed, he ran into the kitchen and looked around at the black polished countertops that included a few kitchen appliances; including a toaster and such. The rest of the counters and cabinets were dark, brown doors that hid random kitchen items inside. A cut-out window connected the living room and kitchen, but he wasn't that interested in the big window. What really caught his eye was the black stove that connected to the counters and a white fridge placed right next to it.

    Without permission, he threw the door of the fridge open and reached out for a random juice box inside, before stopping himself and setting it back inside when he realized what he was doing.

    "Oh, go ahead." Y/N said out of the blue, making Spamton's head snap back to them.

    "AH—THANK YOU, [Little Sponge.]" He'd continue to grab the juice box and sip from it, slamming the fridge door shut right after. His eyes glanced around once more, spotting a washer and dryer sitting across the room and right in front of a closet; most likely the pantry. In the middle, there was a window that was covered up by a curtain. By the looks on it, it seemed to go out to the main hallway in the apartment. Because of this edition, it made the already small kitchen feel... squished.

    "Feel free to get into whatever. I'm going to go change real quick," Spamton nodded in response to this as he followed Y/N out the kitchen before parting, to which he continued his search.

    The living room was surprisingly big; taking up a lot of space in the apartment. A wobbly, dark brown table with random papers and books sat beside the island with two chairs, including a giant window on the wall beside the table; revealing the bright lights of the city through the tight blinds, the neon glow reflecting onto the table and wooden floor. Most of the living room was completely dark - despite the bright lights outside shining in through the covered windows.

     Spamton turned on the lights above the table to illuminate light into the livingroom without making it totally bright.

      Walking further into the living room, there was a small (f/c) couch with a wide coffee table sat in front of it; more papers and empty canned drinks littered the table. A smaller, more square version of the coffee table sat beside the right side of the couch in Spamton's view; the coffee table included a small lamp and more empty cans and random items.
    Across from the couch was a small TV on a stand that was bigger than the box itself. The stand was a small shelf with two, short levels on it. On the very bottom were rows of DVDs, and on top of it were random figures of animals. On the back wall, which was in the middle of the room, there were long curtains that hid something behind it. Which Spamton quickly discovered was a pair of sliding doors to a balcony.