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Tenna is capable of doing terrible stupid things when he wants a little attention. Even though he knows it’s not right, and that he could just ask for it! But… even if they’re no longer in Add World, Spamton is often busy, especially since the Lightners asked him to try to “liven up” Castle Town with entertainment and activities. At first, the giant Addison had scoffed and complained that it was “a stupid waste of time,” but he still ended up getting to work. He agreed to temporarily put his ego aside and work with the other Darkners in Castle Town to come up with activities to entertain everyone.
Even if, most of the time, it mostly consists of Spamton yelling orders at everybody. But at least it’s effective,everyone works well and obeys without complaining. And on top of that, Spamton loves when people obey him perfectly, so he’s having a great time with it.
(What no one should mention is that it was also Susie’s idea to keep Spamton busy and stop him from throwing a full drama queen meltdown every time the gang takes Tenna away on an adventure.)
The idea itself is good! It’s just that… now that Spamton is busy playing the big boss of Castle Town (even though he isn’t actually the boss), whenever the tiny CRT is around, his attention is somewhere else. He barely even looks at him anymore, only giving him a quick wave! Tenna had tried to get his attention, even suggested having a little movie night with just the two of them… But the white Addison immediately refused, saying he had too much work and needed to write down ideas for future shows and entertainment projects. “Later, when everything’s finished” is the answer Tenna gets every single time.
An answer that doesn’t satisfy him. Is it selfish to miss Spamton’s attention? To find it amusing whenever he gets upset and stomps his feet the moment the Fun Gang comes to drag him away? Before, the boss of Add World would wait for him at the entrance of the Dark World, eagerly watching for his arrival. Then he’d pull him into his arms and talk about his day, rambling on about the other Darkners, complaining that Tenna had been gone for too long (one day is already TOO long). Spamton was the type to talk endlessly without caring whether anyone was listening or not, but Tenna was probably the only one who truly hung onto his every word and could perfectly repeat the Addison’s speeches. Love really does make you crazy, doesn’t it?
The tiny CRT wanted his giant Addison’s attention back on him. He needed to find a way, anything! Even if it made Spamton really angry and got him scolded, it would still count as a victory!
And then an opportunity presented itself. Tenna eventually noticed that the giant Addison had fallen asleep on a chair, right in the middle of a… construction site? They were probably building some kind of stage. Ah, it reminded him of the days when he used to host his own shows, before TV World turned into Add World. That was something he missed too,being back on stage, entertaining people, making his audience laugh and cry! But that was over now. Spamton was the star. He was nothing more than a shadow now, a rat forced to carry his own head in his hands.
Enough daydreaming, he needed to put his plan into action! After a lot of effort, Tenna managed to climb onto Spamton and steal his precious pair of glasses (haha, Spamton would crush him on the spot if he broke them!). Now he just had to hide them somewhere and-
-Tenna? What are you doing with my glasses?
CRAP! ALERT! SPAMTON JUST WOKE UP! Tenna simply flashes him a grin before running away with the glasses. This wasn’t part of the plan at all,he’s going to have to improvise now!
(He has Spamton’s attention for a few minutes,his heart is going to explode with joy! Or his soul. Either works.)
-GET BACK HERE, YOU STUPID CRT! GIVE ME BACK MY GLASSES!
-Y-You don’t even need them, you just wear them to look cool, and we both know it!
Is Tenna digging his own grave right now? Yes. Ooooh yes. He can’t look behind him to see Spamton turning bright red with rage, but he can definitely hear all the insults and threats being thrown his way! Honestly, it only makes Tenna giggle harder, having the time of his life.
-I don’t have time to play with you right now! Tenna, can’t you be NORMAL and reasonable for once?!
Haha… yeah… He knows very well that he’s just being annoying and acting like a huge pest. He should stop running, apologize, and,wait, no? That would mean losing Spamton’s attention, and that’s absolutely a big no !
Tenna manages to dash into a corner filled with empty cardboard boxes (probably where everyone throws their trash) and hides underneath one of them. He just wants to have a little fun, consequences be damned!
By the time Spamton arrives, he’s out of breath and clearly irritated. He looks around before starting to lift up boxes one by one. However, there are SO MANY that it would take forever to find Tenna like this! He needs a faster solution, something that would force Tenna to accidentally reveal his position… Hm…
-Why did the chicken cross the road…?
Spamton begins, lifting another cardboard box as he speaks.
-...to get to the other side!
No response. Urgh, that one wasn’t very funny. He probably still knows a few more dad jokes,he knows very well that Tenna struggles to resist that kind of humor… even if he cringes just thinking about it. Is he really going to have to make these kinds of puns just to get his glasses back?
-What happened when two slices of bread went on a date? It was loaf at first sight.
Spamton freezes when he thinks he hears a tiny little giggle. Oooh… Tenna is very close! He just needs to push his luck a little more.
-Can a frog jump higher than a house? Of course, a house can’t jump.
The Addison immediately turns his attention toward one specific box after hearing a burst of laughter. He rushes over and lifts it up, only to find a startled Tenna letting out a tiny yelp of surprise.
-Uh… Hello? C-Congrats, you found me! Y-You’re really good at hide-and-seek, Spamton!
He squeaks softly when he’s suddenly grabbed. Okay, he’s going to die! Spamton is probably going to smash his body against the floor and crush his head afterward! Tenna’s body trembles as he clings to the white hand, shaking slightly.
-I-I’m sorry! P-Please, d-don’t h-hurt me! I just wanted your attention and to play with you a little! I’m sorry, I—...
Even if he’s a little annoyed, the Addison isn’t exactly furious either. Besides, seeing the CRT act so pitifully makes Spamton soften a little. Hurt him? What is he even talking about? And honestly, even if he’d never admit it out loud, chasing after Tenna had been a little fun. Truthfully, he was starting to feel a bit… playful. Maybe because he missed fooling around with Tenna instead of always being so serious.
-Pffft, me hurt you? I’m gonna do sooo much worse! All that chasing made me seriously hungry! I kinda feel like devouring what I just caught,what do you think about that?
Tenna was probably about to reply that eating a TV isn’t exactly healthy, but he’s immediately interrupted by a surprise action from the giant Addison. After giving him a little wink, Spamton simply leans down and starts nibbling at his ribs while making tiny “nom nom” noises.
Of course, Tenna’s body reacts immediately, squirming all over the place and using both hands to try pushing Spamton’s face away, but the giant is much stronger than him.
-Hihi! Spaaam, what are you doing? Th-That tickles! Stop eating me! I’m not edible!
Tenna lets out tiny squeals and adorable little giggles that completely melt away the former boss of Add World’s anger. Just to keep having fun, Spamton lets out a playful growl, pretending to be some kind of monster, and continues nibbling at the little CRT’s ribs, leaving Tenna with no choice but to laugh and stammer out apologies. Until Spamton accidentally finds a spot that’s way too sensitive, and in his attempt to defend himself, Tenna kicks him right in the nose.
With a groan, Spamton pulls his face back and rubs at his nose. Thankfully, Tenna isn’t strong enough to actually hurt him!
-Hehehehe, s-sorry! I didn’t mean to, but you wouldn’t stop!.. A-Are you okay?
His body tenses when Spamton suddenly grabs one of his feet and easily pulls his shoe off.
-I’m perfectly fine! It’s my turn to apologize,I forgot to give your feet attention too, that’s my mistake! I’m going to correct that mistake immediately!
Spamton only has to slowly drag a finger along Tenna’s foot to send him straight into another laughing fit. Oooh, what an interesting reaction! The giant coos softly and keeps tickling the new spot, scratching beneath his toes or teasing the soles of his feet. Every movement is accompanied by Tenna’s adorable laughter as he begs more and more desperately and blurts out endless apologies.
-Who’s the ticklish little CRT, huh? Who iiiis it?
-It’s mehehehe! Spaaam! Plehehease!
Spamton could’ve kept going like this for hours, but he quickly notices that the body he’s holding in his hand is getting way too warm, with smoke pouring out from the vents on Tenna’s head.
Little by little, he stops tickling the poor CRT and patiently waits for him to calm down a bit. To help him, he even summons a tiny version of himself with wings, which immediately flies over to cuddle Tenna’s head.
The TV lets out a small sigh of contentment as the healing magic soothes him a little, shamelessly enjoying the affection from Mini-Spamton, who chirps happily while giving him a huge hug.
-You know, you could easily get my attention without stealing my precious glasses, right? Just this once, I’m not mad at you. It was… fun. But never again will you make me tell dad jokes.
-And yet, you make the best dad jokes I know! Hehe! …But yeah, you’re right. I was selfish. I won’t bother you anymore, I just have to… accept that you’d rather focus on your new mission than spend time with me…
What kind of nonsense is he saying…??? AH! Right. Lately, he has been spending most of his time yelling orders and trying to organize entertainment, and he’s… been spending less time… with… Tenna.
Ah.
Oh.
He suddenly understands a little better.
Spamton lets out a groan and facepalms. Oh lord, was he the idiot this whole time?
-If you want your glasses back, they’re just...Oh, uh, never mind, don’t look actually! Better not, or you’re gonna get mad again.
-Damn, could you stop talking nonsense for five seconds? First of all, it’s my f-
He cuts himself off when he notices his beautiful pair of glasses lying broken on the floor, probably because of their weird little game. And just like that, Tenna somehow becomes even more pathetic, nearly bursting into tears as he apologizes over and over again, saying everything is his fault. OH, ENOUGH ALREADY!
Tenna’s sobs quickly turn into startled laughter, then full-on giggles. Mini-Spamton’s tiny hands skitter along his antennas, alternating between fast and slow movements, while the giant Spamton pokes randomly at different spots on his body.
-N-Not agahahain! Nahahaha!!!
-Then would you kindly stop apologizing every two seconds?
-I’ll try! HEHEHE! PLEASE!
Mini-Spamton finally stops and flops down on top of Tenna’s head like a cat after exhausting itself. As for the real Spamton, he finally places Tenna’s body back beside his head.
A pop-up appears beside the Addison, containing the exact same pair as before. Spamton reaches his hand into the pop-up, pulls out a brand-new pair of glasses, and slips them into his hair.
-See? No need to get so worked up over something so small. I can get a new pair anytime! Haehae! But… more seriously… I know I’ve been ignoring you a lot lately. So if you want, I’ll allow you to force me into a movie night, with the cheesiest and dumbest films of your choice for us to watch together. As an apology.
-....You could’ve made a new pair of glasses appear from the very beginning, but you still chose to chase after me and spend time with me anyway? Oh, Spammy! You really do care!
-Ihavenoideawhatyouretalkingabout.