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He knew the risks of crossing the bridge while it was raining.
But he crossed it anyway. Idiot.
Now he’s in a world with grass and a small wooden hut, containing two chairs and a single radio.
He sighed. It’s been over 11 years. He can’t remember what the coordinates are to his world is, and even if he dug in his memory hard enough, he would still have to deal with the fact that there were too many digits to count.
Glancing at the radio, he walked over and sat down, putting in a random coordinate.
He raised the antenna.
POP!
…
…
…
“I’m the number one princess in the world
And that’s how you’ll treat me, got it?”
Airy sat up with a groan, looking up. He remembers something. Before he died, he used to listen to this music in his playlist. Vo… voca something.
“One, you must notice that I changed my hair
Two, take a good look, all the way to my shoes
You following?”
Standing up, he looked around his surroundings. It appears he woke up in a blue city, with red cars… with legs?
“Three, for every one word I say, reply with three
Got it? Then do something about my idle right hand!”
He covered his ears(?). It was too loud. He walked into an alley, but it sounded like the music followed him wherever he went.
“It’s not like it’s selfish or anything, to want you to believe
From the bottom of your heart, that I’m adorable”
Distressed, he began to run faster. But he still hasn’t learned to not run and then proceeded to fall flat on his face(?).
“I’m the number one princess in the world, notice me! Hey! Hey!
Keeping me waiting is out of the question, just who do you think I am?”
Exhausted, he turned his head to the right.
…only to see a small, white dog in a red and yellow toy car speeding at him.
“Hmph, I think I could go for some dessert! This very instant
Shortcake with a strawberry on top, premium creamy egg pudding”
The small dog repeatedly ran airy over and over, glass and metal bits shattered across time and space.
“Okay, okay, I’ll try to contain myself…
Don’t write me off as selfish, because hey, I can make it on my own
You’re gonna regret that later, no doubt!”
The small white dog disappeared. Where? Nobody knows.
BANG!
A dumpster lid flew open.
“Cause you know I’m… the number one princess in the world!
You’d better keep your eyes on me”
“HEY EVERY !
IT’S ME, SPAMTON G. SPAMTON!
[Not to be confused with] SPAMTON A. SPAMTON!
[Hey!] YOU [Little Sponge]
YOU’RE [Flat tires? No problem!] AS A [Pancakes at McDonald’s sold at $2.69]!”
“Or I might not be here one day
Out of nowhere, you pull me from behind”
The puppet leaped back inside the dumpster and took out a white jug of milk. Possibly stolen from Tasq Manager.
“‘What are you.. huh?’
‘Look out, you almost got ran over!’”
With an unnerving grin, Spamton unscrewed the lid and dumped the milk on the crushed lamp.
“[Now you know!] HOW IT FEELS
TO BE [i used to have this webkinz that i used to pour milk on and suck the milk back out of and it was sopping wet all the time 😭i used to slam it against walls and it would make a loud thud]”
“You say as you turn away”
With that being said, Spamton picked up what remains of Airy, then threw him against the wall. With his goal accomplished, he went back into his dumpster.
“Maybe it’s you I should be looking out for.”