Puzzlenauts [An SMG4 Fanfic]

Chapter 1: Down in the Dumps

This chapter was written by SadSquid0 and she also made the art :3

SMG4 hummed as he walked through the castle, sipping coffee from his "Hardly Working" mug.

It had been 3 days after having a lobotomy, and 2 weeks after using his friend who was a fucking. meat. mallet... to smash a TV that had messed with them for... like all year? Maybe even a bit before... like he was looking back and researching a bit into the whole "Puzzlevision" company. It just started out just curious what that outdated freak with him during those films, but it eventually ended up with like a wiki rabbit hole that had ended in him finding out that he had sponsored Casino Paisano, and had a tech company called "Adware" on the side that was behind the devices that One-Shot Wren used for that simulation, and also that fucking cursed keyboard! Like he had a bit of an idea that Mr. Puzzles was behind most of this stuff, but still... it was chilling how far back it all went, and it makes him wonder if it went back even further. Made his head hurt too.

Lobotomies suck.

Overall how he was spending his freetime was stressing him the hell out because more proof of and revisiting traumatic events totally wasn't making his mental health plummet faster than a watermelon thrown off a skyscraper.

He decided to go for a walk. That's what is usually advised when doom-scrolling, right?

He finished the cup of coffee before putting it in the kitchen and leaving the castle.

He will be fine. He will be okay.

He was walking around the showgrounds, the plot of land that Mr. Puzzles- don't think about it... before deciding to walk around the city, just due to there being more stuff... harder to start mentally connecting things more like a conspiracy theorist on a corkboard.

He walked past a couple shops and towers, taking in the information and letting his brain go empty when he made his way to the city dump.

Now honestly the dump is gross, but it also sometimes has some cool stuff. Plus doing something fun like looking for something interesting in the dump could help with the doomscrolling brain. Also it's free :). What's the worst that could happen? He finds nothing. That's the kinda low stakes stuff that he probably needs.

He started digging around the dump. It was mostly food scraps, and plastic and glass containers, but there was a few cool items. He found a sword! Overall it was a cool time.

He skidded down a big pile of garbage slicing through plastic bags with the sword, laughing the whole way down. He started his way to another pile when he saw it.

A TV The exact same type of TV Mr. Puzzles had for a head...

It couldn't be...

He walked cautiously closer to it. It's screen was broken and dripping.

And it was plastered with the name "Puzzlevision"

Small world after all... fuck fuck fuck fuck-

It now felt at bit harder for SMG4 to breathe normally, each breath feeling like a weight was put on his lungs.

This couldn't be the real one could it? No no... it has to be him like what else could it be!

He stared at the blasted broken TV for longer than a sane amount of time then he shuffled back...

Before running forward and kicking the TV. Big mistake.

First of all kicking an old TV is kicking a big heavy block of glass and metal, its like... a obviously easy way to get hurt.

But the second that the TV hit the ground the screen flashed to a static that oozed out of the TV before flickering to a "Please Stand By" screen.

SMG4 stepped back in horror... no no no he couldn't go back again not after just getting out!

He felt the screen suck him in the world around him flashing into blinding white as it did, like lightning when it strikes a bit too close. His hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as he melted into the static, and went into the TV world.