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Spamton and the other Addisons were having dinner together. It wasn’t going too well however…
“HAH-! I knew this day would come!”
Spamton was standing on the table and basically screaming his lungs out about his success, which was calling quite a lot of attention to him.
“The deals are just rolling in!”
“Th-That’s great Wh-Spamton!”
Blue awkwardly held their drink, subtly trying to move away from Pink, who looked like they were about to throw something.
“Yeah yeah that sounds just dandy”, Pink snapped.
“Y’know- after all we’ve done for you, doncha think you’d ought to share your little secret with your siblings?”, Orange asked.
Spamton turned around and tilted his head down to Orange.
“Wellll- I would but- you know how business works O-Jay,” Spamton smirked, “I can’t just go around sharing all my secrets to success!”
Yellow, who had been fuming in silence, slammed a fist on the table behind Spamton, making him jump and turn back around.
“REALLY?! After ALL the work we’ve put in, YOU’RE the one who’s making it big?!”
“W-Wow there I-“
“I can’t believe this,” Yellow huffed and stood up from their seat, “Since you clearly don’t need us anymore, I’m going.”
Yellow stomped out of the diner. Soon, Pink and Orange followed leaving Spamton and Blue alone in silence.
After several minutes of dead air, Spamton opened his mouth to speak before getting cut off my Blue.
“I’m going to miss you, Spamton.”
Blue gave Spamton a sad look before sighing and following the others.
-3 months later -
Spamton failed to wake up to his alarm for the 3rd time that week. He would’ve stayed in bed all day if that Swatchling hadn’t come knocking.
“Mr. Spamton G. Spamton, sir? The Queen requests your presence in exactly 5 minutes.”
Spamton yawned and rolled over on his back, “Tell her I’m getting my beauty rest.”
“Spamton, sir, you have a scheduled meeting with a “Mr. Ant Tenna” from TV World this morning-“
Spamton was already dressed and at the door.
“Where?”
“Follow me sir.”
Spamton could barely keep his cool as the Swatchling led him to Queen’s dining room.
Shortly after he had moved into Queen’s mansion, Spamton had happened across TV TIME while scrolling through channels. He was awestruck. He’d always wanted to be on TV and seeing Tenna on the screen, moving around and just preforming so gracefully meant everything to him. He’d always wanted to meet him but never actually expected to have to opportunity to do so.
“We’re here, sir.”
Spamton was snapped away from his thoughts as the Swatchling suddenly stopped in front of a door.
“Uh- thanks.”
“Of course Mr. Spamton. As a Swatchling, it’s my sole purpose to serve our lady grace Queen and by extension-“
“Yeah okay I get it.”
Spamton creaked open the door and stepped inside. He was instantly overwhelmed with a flurry of different noises, faces, and smells. If he were to describe it, he would say it looked like the entire population of Cyber City, tripled, was shoved into that one room.
Even with the huge crowd, it didn’t take long to find Tenna. When Spamton finally saw him in person for the first time he realized two things:
Those cameras didn’t give him nearly enough justice and
He was huge.
Spamton bobbed and weaved his way to Tenna and Queen, whom he heard before seeing.
“Ohohoho! Do Not Worry TV Man, I Sent A Swatchling To Fetch Him So He Should Be Here Soon!”
Queen was soon proven correct as just seconds later, Spamton had found his way to the two.
“Morn’! Sorry I was late for the uh- ‘meeting’.”
“Oh Yes-” Queen grabbed a glass of battery acid off of a platter a Swatchling was carrying around, “I Told Them To Say That To Get You Here Faster LOL.”
“Ah,” Spamton’s eye twitched slightly before he turned to Tenna, who hadn’t spoken up since he’d walked over.
“ ‘Ey big guy, don’t think I forgot about you! Name’s Spamton G. Spamton!”
Spamton stuck out his right hand to shake. Tenna grinned before gently taking Spamton’s hand and shaking it.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Spamton! My name’s Mr. Ant Tenna!”
Spamton dropped his hand down to his hip.
“Pleasure’s all mine Mr. Tenna! What brings you to the big city? I’m sure you’re busy enough with your show!”
Tenna let out a laugh, “Actually, Queen requested that I be here! Although I am usually very busy, I just had to clear my calendar for The Spamton G. Spamton!”
“Aw just for little ol’ me? Ehehe-“
“Okay Break It Up You Two, You Can Find A Room After I’m Done Explaining Why I Brought You Two Here In The First Place.”
Spamton cleared his throat, “Yeah yeah- of course-“
“Well, With Spamton’s Advertising Company Booming And Ant’s Show Here Failing As Of Recent,” Tenna winced and seemed to almost shrink, not that Spamton was paying that close attention to him though, of course, “I Figured That An Agreement Of Sort Between You Two Might Be Beneficial.”
“Hmmmmm-“, Spamton shrugged, “Makes enough sense to me!”
“Oh Well That Worked Out Well”, Queen chugged her drink and threw the glass on the ground, which caught Tenna off guard, “I’ll Leave You To It.”
Queen walked off, leaving Tenna and Spamton alone, standing awkwardly.
“…So…your show is failing…?”
“Ah…”, Tenna shrunk noticeably, at least a foot or two, and turned his head away, “Y-Yeah I-I’ve been getting lower ratings and leas views recently…”
“Oh I- I’m sorry-“
“I-It’s fine really…Although…What Queen suggested didn’t sound too bad to me-“
Spamton weighed his options. On one hand, he could just ignore him, I mean, really, he was failing, what did he have to give. But on the other hand…who could say no to a face like that?
“Deal.”
“H-Huh?!”
“I said ‘deal’. I’ll help you get your show back on the road- shiny and new!”
“We’ll see about that whole ‘shiny and new’ thing- but other than that, that sounds GREAT!”
Tenna grew back to his original size and shook so Spamton’s hand so hard he lifted him off the ground for a moment.
“Oh thank you so much Spamton!”
“Hehe-“ Spamton’s face went slightly pink, “Eh it’s nothing-“
“Aw don’t say that! If you’d like, we can meet again to discuss this in a quieter place tomorrow?”
“Yeah sure- 5 p.m. sound good?”
“Yup! I’ll have Queen relay the directions to my studio to you!”
“ ‘K- see ya then!”
“See you!”
Spamton and Tenna went separate ways, both feeling as if tomorrow wouldn’t be so bad after all.