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Spamton gets a cold

I wasn't expecting to find fucking deltarune fanfics,, but here's spamton getting a fever and swatch being there ig? I didnt re-read it yet lmao
Back from 7th October 2021
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Awhile past since cyber city got destroyed and spamton neo got defeated.
It was currently winter in the dark world and spamton was sitting inside a dumpster, like he usually did.
Just This Time it was winter and well, he gets sick quite easily, he always remembered his brothers when he got sick in winter. They would always make him choccy milk, and give him blankets to keep warm. But that hasn't happened ever since he became a BIG SHOT.
When IT told him that he could be free, and successful he accepted since he wanted to give gifts to his brothers and give them a ride, and pay back for everything they did for him. But they abandoned him after he got famous. They got jealous, Just because he finally achieved his dreams. Was it really That Hard to just accept and be happy for your own brother? It seemed so since now spamton lives in a dumpster behind the colorful cafe his 'friend' swatch worked in. Swatch would sometimes allow him inside the cafe to atleast eat a meal once and a while since, the dumpsters weren't really full with food, they were full of ragged clothes or rotten food, which wouldn't be good.
I mean sometimes he finds a CD bagel since kris told him which garbage cans would be good to look for money and food for, so he finally had some money for food and some new clothes. But he didn't use it, yes he had like 2k kromer at the very moment but he wanted a home. He wanted a bed. A heater, anything to keep him warm atleast. He was getting tired of curling up in a ball at the end of the dumpster trying to keep warm while constantly coughing and sneezing.

That was until he heard swatch open the dumpster he looked up at the tall bird with colored glasses. He smiled
"HEY THERE [[HOT SHOT]] HOW ARE [[FANTASTIC CUSTOMER]] ?" He slightly cringed at his ticks but he just went with it, since he only started developing them while on call with..IT.
"Spamton? Oh god do you have a fever?" Swatch asked as he put the trash down that was in his hand and picked up spamton, spamton yelped slightly and then looked at swatch with confusion
"NO NO- [[COLD]] IM PERFECTLY FINE [[HOT SHOT]]" spamton said as he coughed again, man lying wasn't his best with the ticks. Since they almost always gave away everything.
Swatch just stared at the puppet and then brought him inside the cafe and put him down on one of the couches.
"HEY HEY [[HOT SHOT]] WHATS ALL THIS ABOUT? " spamton was confused as swatch handed him a hot choccy milk. Just like his brothers made him.
"Your sick spamton. You shouldn't be outside in this weather your gonna get frostbite or something worse"
Swatch said worried as he sat down on the opposite side of the couch
(Incase your wondering it's those seats that are round :) )
"HEAHAHEHEHAHAHA" spamton laughed
"[[HOT SHOT]] IM GOING TO BE [[FANTASTICLY]] FINE! IVE HAD TO [[Deal.]] WITH THIS ALL THE [[LIMITED TIME OVER]]" spamton said as he sneezed and continued drinking the hot milk
"...you've had to deal with this? For how long??" Swatch asked more worried about the small puppet
"Eh, years" spamton said, realizing after that response he wasn't loud. Or didn't tic either.
"Spamton g. Spamton. You've been outside in the cold for years on end, and you haven't seeked help?"
Swatch said concerned, how was spamton alive at this point.
"Help? Hah they would probably just ask [[FOR RENT]] or they would [[GIVE MONEY FOR HOSPITALIZATION]] you know I'm not the wealthiest [[PUPPET]]" spamton said surprised only his tics are loud.
".you know what you can stay at my house till your cold has calmed down, after we'll figure something out" swatch said as he took the empty mug and put it away. Spamton just sat at the table, shivering. He wasn't expecting this. That's for sure.
After swatch came back spamton hopped off the couch but immediately started shaking and his legs were having trouble keeping him on hold.
Swatch noticed and he picked the puppet up leaving the cafe and walking to his house opening the door to see the swatchlings playing card games. He greeted his brothers as he went to the guest room and put spamton on the bed.
"Get some rest alright? I'll make you some food in the morning and we'll talk more then" swatch said as he left the room. Spamton laid on the bed questioning why swatch was being nice, yes swatch always offered him food or drinks, even if he always tried to get inside the queens mansion. He was sure swatch didn't even know why. And he didn't really wanna tell swatch why either.
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End!