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*Click*...*Click*...*Click*...*Click*
"...Where the hell am I?"
Spamton continues to walk down the dark and gloomy hall. Small puddles litter the floor, mirroring Spamton's image as they walk past them. Their heels splashing against the numerous water(?) puddles, if you could even call them that. The liquid is a very dark gray color, they grow darker...yet darker as they go further down the hall. RailRoad tracks run through the area, seeming to lead to no where as they fade away in the never ending abyss. The hall's walls itself are covered in purplish bricks, littered in moss, grime, cob webs and cracks. Nothing but only the sounded of Spamton's heels and the drops of water falling off of the ceiling can be heard, each step and drip echoing off of the dank and decrepit walls.
"Queen? Swatch? Task??? Anyone???"
With a knotted up stomach, Spamton continued to walk down the hall. Holding onto their weapon holster, as they slowly but surely, made there way down the never ending hall. As Spamton continued to walk down they began to hear a low buzzing sound, it didn't bother them at first, so they didn't pay any mind to it. Thinking that it was just the sounds of silence, until the noise started to pick up, tickling the inside of their ear with the incessant buzzing sound. It gotten to the point where Spamton continuously started to rub at their ear,
"God what is that horrid sound?! Is my ear damaged or something?? what's going on?!"
Right after they uttered those words, a piercing, indecipherable sound ran through the air. It sounded like...someone was trying to say something, but all that came out was...
Garbage noise.
The sound became louder and louder and louder and louder, things started becoming staticky. Spamton, fell on their knees, the noise was becoming too much to bear. Hands shooting to their ears, they let out a scream,
"ARRRGH! God make it stop! make it-"
Spamton looked up, noticing a figure within the static. The figure was odd, almost as if the shape was constantly changing, it seemed to droop a bit as well. With black sockets and a Cheshire smile, it had a crack that ran down its right eye to the right side of his perpetuate smile. The closer they got to that...thing, the louder the noise became. Spamton wobbling off of the ground, made an attempt to run away, but with a loud thud, they fell face first onto a wet muddy puddle. Pristine well groomed white feathers, now sopping wet with mud and dirt. Looking back with their beady pink and yellow eyes, hoping, no...praying that the creature didn't hear their fall.
But it fell on deaf ears, the figure was already turnt towards Spamton. It seemed to have taken an interest in them, as it crept toward them at a fast pace. Static and garbage noise flooded the room to the point where Spamton thought they were going blind and deaf.
Heart jumping to their throat, sweat beating down their forehead, curly hair became unruly, it honestly felt like Spamton was going to pass out then and there.
"S-STAY AWAY FROM ME! AAAAA-,"
Spamton raised their arms, shielding their face as the figure continued to approach them. Everything was going white, the staticky garbage noise slowly dwindling down. The silence was bound to take over Spamton soon, this horror show can be over...until,"✋︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎📬︎📬︎
✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎
✋︎✞︎☜︎ 👌︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ 🕈︎✌︎✋︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎📪︎
💧︎ 🏱︎ ✌︎ 💣︎ ❄︎ ⚐︎📫︎"******************"*GASPS*"
Shooting up from their bed, a small piece of ice formed underneath the glass of water that was placed neatly right next to them on a night stand. Effectively toppling over the glass, making it roll off the desk, shattering all over the floor. Spamton puts a hand to their chest. Heart throbbing a mile a minute, bile peeking out from the back of their throat, tears threatening to fall off of their face. It was almost like they were on the brink of a panic attack. Their throat tightened to a familiar, yet painful degree, Spamton tried to remember the ways that Queen would calm him down whenever he would have a full blown episode. He started to look around, noticing the things in their room. Things such as the many unfinished paintings that littered their room, the paint blobs and stains on their art desk, the guitar that sits beside their computer desk, the sky blue walls that change to beautiful shades and hues of yellow and orange the closer they get to the painted sun, white fluffy cotton candy shaped clouds littered the blue parts of the walls. Their white curtains that remind them of the sheep they counts as they try to will themselves to sleep during restless nights, they turned around to take a look at their black pink ivory wooden bed frame. The plushies they surrounds themself with, all huddled in a crescent shape. All types of animals can be seen in the pile, sharks, whales, dinosaurs and even a bees being a few amongst them. Looking a little above the plushy pile, there are a few pictures of their new family and their old family. Their old friends could never compare to their newer family, not in a million years. They still can't believe it has already been 6 years since the last time they talked to the addisons. Time flies by pretty fast when there's things to do. Realizing that their heartbeat had finally settled to a normal rate, they started to focus more on their breathing.In, 1...2...3, out, 1...2...3, in, 1...2...3, out-*knock* *knock* *knock*
"your highness? Are you alright? I heard something shattering"
"O-oh! oh...yeah I'm fine, I just...knocked something over by accident. I'll clean it up, you don't have to worry about it."
"Are you sure? It won't be an issue-"
"No no no don't trouble yourself, I can handle this."
Spamton, grinding their teeth, hoping that the swatchling would just move on from their little mistake. Feeling a bit embarrassed that they broke something in a fit of panic, they didn't feel like talking about it and is praying that the swatchling would just move on.
"W-well if you insist, do be careful please"
"...of course."
Rolling their eyes they get up from their bed, being extra careful as to not step in the shards of glass that decorate the floor. Although, the same couldn't be said for the splatter of water that Spamton accidently stepped on.
"*sigh*.....fuck me"
Maybe Queen was right, they needed a break. With all the stress and work that they have to do, they are beginning to show their more...nastier side. They don't mean it, for they love all of the occupants of the manor but damn do they get tired at times. Not to mention, the reoccurring dreams that they keep having almost every night. It was never this lucid before, only ever simply taking place in a smoggy gray room. It almost felt like he was stepping into a cloud, it always felt like his ear were going to pop, almost as if he was in an rising airplane of some sorts. The noise though...it was never that loud, the static was usually more in the background, the garbage noise was entirely new though. Never had they ever heard such an ear piercing noise like that before, AND WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT THING?! These dreams...they gave spamton an odd feeling, a feeling of foreboding. They were putting off telling the Queen, mainly cause the Queen was already too concerned about them enough. They felt like they couldn't breath with her constantly asking if they were getting enough sleep or if they were okay. Maybe it was finally time to tell Queen about these nightmares, they couldn't stand them anymore, it was becoming too overwhelming. Overwhelming to the point where they are waking up on the verge of screaming, their magic is even slipping out from the shock of emotions they had at the moment. They can't lose control of their magic like that again, they were lucky it just knocked over a glass.
Taking a mop, a few rags, a broom and gloves from the supply closet they have at the back of their room, they started to pick up some of the glass that were on the floor with their gloved hands. Making sure they got every piece, they lightly sweeped the floor as to not distrub the water that was already on the floor. After that they finished cleaning the mess up with the mop, they placed everything back into the supply closet, dumping the glass out in a trash can close to their door and dresser. Spamton huffed out a sigh as they plopped down on their chair, messing with their matted and sweaty curls, they look into the mirror nailed right above the desk."Oh man, I look like a mess, I haven't even noticed that my bags have gotten that big."
Spamton rubs their fingers under their eyes, stretching out their bottom eyelid and inspecting the dark circles that seem to almost stretch down to their cheeks. Their hair wasn't any better, as one side flattened down and the other puffed up to unmeasurable height. The bed hair was indeed, hectic to put it lightly. Their feathers were all over the place, those were a bit easier to deal with atleast. Spamton began to open up one of the drawers to retrive a pink feather brush that was decorated with yellow flowers, its bristles reminiscent of one of their favorite paint brushes. They took the brush and began lightly combing through their feathers, singing softly to themselves."All alone am I, ever since your goodbye.
All alone just the beat of my heart."Spamton began plucking, grooming and preening their feathers back into place. After they were done, they grabbed a hair brush out of the dresser, this one is black. The bristles are much thicker and stronger than the last. They placed the old brush in the dresser and closed it. Grabbing a spray bottle full of water, they took a deep breath.
"okay...here goes nothing."
With water cascading down their forehead and black dyed curls, they began to fight with their hair. Each spray felt like they were drowning in an ocean, the knots in their hair became looser with each brush and spray of water though, so they kept going. After fighting with the last curl, they moisturized their hair and began putting them in cute little twists. They decided that 4 was enough for now and anything more than that was a bit over kill. Plus they weren't planning on straying too far from the manor, so a time consuming hair style wasn't needed. After they were done, they grabbed their tooth brush and walked to the bathroom that was at the side of their room. Grabbing some minty toothpaste from the medicine cabinet, they wet their brush, plopped on some paste and went to town on their teeth. After that was done, they put everything away as they started to get ready for their well needed shower. They had their midnight colored nightgown on for far too long, and the sweat was starting to irritate their feathers and skin. Taking their nightgown off and placing it on the hamper that was on the side of the shower, the stepped into the shower and started up the water. Setting the water to warm/hot, they took their sweet sweet time, as taking a shower was their favorite part about getting ready for the day. The heat, the smell of the shampoo they use on their feathers, and the scrub rubbing away the grease and grim off of their skin were just too comforting. If they could live in the shower for the rest of their life, they would in a heart beat!
After they were certain that every each of their body was cover in apple scented suds, they rinsed their body off and got out of the shower. They took a blow drier and started to gently dry their feathers off, they ran their fingers lightly through them as they went. If they hadn't brush it out in the first place, GOD it would've been painful to deal with them now. They weren't going to making that mistake again! Once they were finally dry, they stepped into their closet, confused and unsure of what to wear. Swaying between the red suit with the golden colored neck tie or the low sleaved light pink morning dress they had wanted to wear for a while. The morning dressed honestly seemed a little less formal than the red suit, and from Spamton's memory, they didn't have anything super important to do today. So they took the dress off of its hanger and began to throw it on, shuffling into some simple white socks as they were too comfortable to slip into any actual slippers, and left their room for the day.

----- CHAPTER BREAK -----

Opening and closing their door, they noticed a blue colored Swatchling standing by, guarding their door."Good Morning Clay!""Good morning your highness! I hope you slept well?""uhhh...I guess you could say that."The Swatchling that was by the princess's door bowed and greeted Spamton. They had a bewildered look on his face for a second but immediately switched it to a welcoming smile. It didn't go unnoticed by Spamton though..."is... something the matter?""oh! well..its nothing really."Clay vigorously shook their head, a nervous habit of theirs."Oh really?" Spamton crossed their arms with a knowing grin on their face."You seemed confused for a second, I won't be mad if you forgotten something really."Spamton gave the swatchling a reassuring grin, not wanting to make Clay feel bad. The blue Swatchling rubbed the back of their neck in embarrassment,"o-oh w-well...It isn't really morning anymore sir...its the afternoon."Blinking repeatively, absorbing and letting the swatchlings word sit for a second Spamton opened and then closed their mouth for a bit. Trying to find words to say, they eventually settled with something,"...Say what now."Looking down at the watch that they had, Clay looked back up at the confused princess and said,"Sir...it's 1:30PM"rushing to reopening their door, they took a glance at their alarm clock that sat by his nightstand. The red numbers that shined a little too brightly showed 1:30PM. Feeling sweat trickling down their forehead for the second time that day, Spamton leaned back and closed the door, letting out an anxiety filled chuckle."heh heh heh, wow uuum that's heh ....crazy, hehe I didn't know it was that late already.""Are you okay your highness-""O-of Course I am hehe, uhhh.. if you could just excuse me."Spamton, slowly started to tip away ...until they started making a dash down the hall. Had they slept through their alarm? This had never happened before, what was Queen going to say? They were running like a mad lad down the halls of the manor, whipping past werewerewires and swatchlings that looked on in concern over their princess. Some of the air that spamton whipped up knocked some papers that a near by swatchling was holding, slowing down to quickly pivot and yelled out a breathy,"Sorry! Sorry!"Spamton quickly turned back around, continuing to scurry down the hall until-*BAM!*Spamton fell back on their back, rubbing their head as they made head on collision with something very hard."Uggh uuuh wha- *Gasp*"When spamton looked up, they first noticed a bunch of sweet delectable desert, squashed all over the floor. The second thing they noticed....was the dish plate, pressed up again the chest of none other than the head butler of the manor....Swatch palate. Some deserts were still on the plate, smushed up against the butlers shirt."Oh-Oh my god, I'm so sorry swatch I didn't mean to I swear."Reaching out to try and fix things, Swatch gently took Spamton's hands,"If your worried about the shirt, its alright, I mean I would prefer if there wasn't frosting all over it-"Spamton huffed out a puff of frustration through their long nose,"Alright Alright I get it I fucked up, JEEZ... *sign*...I'm sorry I just- I didn't realize I woke up so late, and I've just been so stressed so I guess that's why I've slept through my alarm and I'm sorry about messing up your shirt and the pastries, I can fix this I swear-"Swatch placed a hand on their shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze."hahaha slow down, its alright really. Nothing that a change of clothing couldn't fix, and as for the pastries, the uhh..swatchlings made too many again. The kitchen is like over flowing with them, theres more of them than we know what to do with. For the first time in forever, I'm not so upset that they decided to waste a bunch of ingredients."Swatch looked down with a feathered hand to their forehead, shaking it a bit out of disappointment."Wha- but- I mean-""Spamton your stressing yourself out right now, I swear its fine really!"Swatch waves his hand a bit, trying to soothe Spamton's nerves. They bent down, picking up one of the pastries and commenting,"There your favorite too."Spamton quirked an eyebrow up, a sly, yet nervous smile appearing on their face,"Oh? Then maybe I can help with your sweet issue by coming by the color cafe and getting rid of those extra pastries hehe."Ending the comment with a nervous giggle, Spamton flashed Swatch with an award losing smile. Swatch cracked a smile, chuckling a little,"Hmph, that abyss you call a stomach still amazes me...sometimes scares me."Spamton faked a face of anguish, letting out a mocked gasp,"Oh Swatchy you wound me~ My stomach is perfectly normal thank you very much!"They both laughed at the remark, sighing after and letting the lightened mood sit for a second. Spamton looked up at Swatch apologetically,"I'm so sorry honestly, I was just joking about the 'eating all your deserts' comment too haha! Y-you can forget I ever said such a thing-"Swatch lightly tapped Spamton's arm with the dish plate, making sure they didn't get any frosting on Spamton's morning dress."Oh hush! I already said it was nothing to worry about, and I'm fine with you coming by to eat. I like talking to you."Spamton smiled a bit at that, Swatch was always super sweet. They loved going to the color cafe and talking about literally anything. Letting out their sorrows about their past, present and future, Swatch always knows how to make Spamton feel better. Making them feel like less of a mistake, like they were meant to be in the manor, let alone being the heir to the throne. Bless Swatch's soul.Swatch gave Spamton a little smile before perking up and asking,"where were you in a rush to anyways-""Oh Shit! I forgot! Queen is going to kill me!"Spamton began to fix themself quickly before they decided to be off to the main throne room again, Spamton quickly turned to swatch,"I promise I'll make it up to you!"After saying this they stormed off. Swatch, left to pick up the mess, shook his head and sighed,"Good Luck your highness..."Shaking their head, Swatch began to clean the ground up.

----- CHAPTER BREAK -----

Spamton turned the corner, to the area that's full of legged cars bustling down the red carpeted street. Metal arches with holographic barriers were the only thing that were splitting the streets into many segments. On the, "sidewalks" there were street lights that would force the walking cars to a sudden halt. Honestly it was strange to see a full blown street full of cars in a manor, what was Queen thinking?! Literally anything can happen-
Just as Spamton was about to finish that thought, they noticed a poor little kitten in the middle of the somewhat crowded street.
"*Gasp* How in the world do those damn cats keep getting out of tasque's grasp??!"
They turned their head to the right, left and then right again, checking to see if any cars come soaring by. The cat made a nervous little meow, its voice vibrating through its electric voice box. It was shaking a bit as some cars passed right by it without a care in the world.
"Don't worry I'm coming! Just don't move!"
Spamton siked themselves up, hoping that a car doesn't smack them off the damn road, effectively killing them. Slapping the stop button on the street light, it started blinking an 8 second count down. The cars came to a sudden halt, giving Spamton enough time to bolt down the road, towards the kitten. Quickly scooping up the kitten, Spamton turned around the check the timer on the street light, it flashed 5 seconds.
"Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit! Hold on."
The kittens metallic nails digged into their arms a bit, but Spamton didn't mind much, too distracted trying to make it to the other side safely. The streetlight though, was starting to flash red as it was on its last 3 seconds.3...2...1...GO!The cars started up again, revving up their engines and speeding up within an instant. Spamton looked to their right where the bright lights of the cars shone on their face. One of the cars honked their horns very loudly as they zipped past them, almost nicking spamton's foot,
"EEK! HEY WATCH IT! *Gasp*"
Everything started to move as slow as molasses, car horns as well as the cars themselves seemed to have been set to 0.25 speed as the honking seems to last longer than usual. Spamton tripped over their feet and fell on their side, clutching the kitten close to their chest in order to protect it. The kitten let out a short hiss, shocked from the sudden fall.
In the distance, a car was speeding towards them, the lights looked like stars that grew brighter the closer it got. Spamton didn't have enough time to recover from their fall, struggling to get back onto their feet, they looked on in terrior at the speeding car. Gritting their teeth and closing their eyes, they prepared for impact by clutching the kitten closer to themselves and started to prepare magic to soften the blow...until.*KER-SNAP*
A string like object wrapped around Spamton's waist, it yanked them and the little kitten off of the road right before the car could collid into them. Spamton landed on their butt with a thud,
"URgg...oow uggh, today is NOT my day I swear-"
Spamton, rubbing their tail bone and backside, grunted and growned in pain. A figure abruptly stepped in front of Spamton, the noise that the steel heel created effectively jolting spamton into a sudden stop.
"What the hell were you thinking?! You could've gotten seriously hurt!!"
Tasque Manager's came into view as she lowered her face to level with Spamton's. Eyebrows creased into a very prominent frown, Spamton never thought someone could have that many frown lines.
"I was only trying to get one of YOUR cats off the damn road! You need to do something about all these tasques that run around."
Tasque's eyes scanned down to the kitten that was shaking like a leaf in Spamton's arms, frown dissipating within an instant.
"oh you poor thing~ Don't worry, mommy's got you."
She scooped up the Kitten from Spamton's arms, a look of pure adoration present on her face.
"These nasty disorganized roads aren't suited for a sweet little kitty like you~"
Tasque Manager placed a small kiss at the top of the kitten's head, it purred and lapped at the side of Tasque Manager's face. After a while of coddling the kitten, Tasque Manager looked back at Spamton. Who was slowly getting back up from being yanked so suddenly, her face softening, yet still relatively stern.
"Look I understand you wanted to save the kitten, but you have to think about your own safety sometimes too! You could've died?!"
Spamton raised their hands in defense, not wanting a tongue lashing from Tasque Manager again. Last time, she chewed their ear out for atleast an hour...all because they mistakenly misplaced a painting!
"I was preparing something to lessen the blow already, I'm not stupid! I, of course, wasn't going let myself be smacked by a damn car!"
Tasque Manager sighed, looking down at the floor and shaking her head,
"You worry me sometimes, you take too many wild risk for your own good! I get your growing stronger and everything, but you can't keeping pulling crazy stunts like that!"
Spamton bit their lip and looked down, kicking the ground softly,
"I know I know...I was only trying to help."
Spamton scratched their arm a bit, feeling like a berated child. Tasque Manager reached over and gently lifted their chin up, giving them a small smile.
"And helpful you are, of course, when aren't you rushing into dangerous situation in order to help someone."
Tasque Manager smiled, she closed her eyes for a second, reminiscing about something. She opened them up again, as if she recalled a passing memory.
"I still remember you taking down that monster that came crashing into the manor that one time. All the Werewerewires, Swatchlings and even Swatch were at their wits end with it! You though, were strong enough to teach it a lesson. I've never seen anything run away so quickly with its tail between their legs."
Tasque Manager gave a sophisticated laugh, one worthy of someone who always liked to keep everything in check. Spamton started to flush a tomato red, fanning their hand downwards toward the ground, giggling a bit.
"oh stop, you're buttering me up hehe~"
Tasque chortled, she sighed.
"Oh but it's true! always running in to help... Your magic amazes me though! Never seen anything like it before in my life."
Spamton head tilted to the side, confusion present on their face,
"That's cause no one else here has natural magic...the only 'magic' that exists here is the magic that people have built into their programing."
Tasque Manager smirked,
"Well ya, duh~! That's what makes you so special dummy~!"
Tasque Manager lightly booped Spamton's long pointy nose, Spamton twitched a bit at this. Rubbing their nose, Spamton murmured.
"Well I don't really feel that lucky..."
Task Manager smile dwindled for a second, having heard what Spamton said.
"Hey now, I won't stand any of that. Having magic is amazing! I mean, hell I WISH I had magic."
Spamton gave Tasque Manager a look, one that screams, "are you serious?"
"I much prefer it if it wasn't so hard to keep under control, I feel so burnt out by the end of the day."
Spamton touched their forehead a bit, but right after, Spamton perked up again. With shoulders back and chest puffed up, Spamton faked a bit of confidence.
"B-but its okay! Cause my magic is the strongest there is around here!"
Spamton punctuated the end of that sentence with a thumb to their chest. Tasque Manager rolled her eyes in a joking manner and huffed out sigh.
"Despite all your magic though...you should still be careful. I know you're strong and old enough to fight now but... I'm just concerned... over your safety, you can be pretty reckless at times."
Spamton shifted a bit, getting more comfortable with where he stood,
"If it means protecting my people, then I'll take a few risks."
Spamton gave Tasque Manager a stern look, they aren't budging from this. Tasque Manager sighed, to her own dismay. It seems like the princess will never understand.
I get that but...*sigh* you know what? At the end of the day, I just wish you took better care of yourself."
Spamton was aware they weren't the greatest at self care, it wasn't like they weren't trying though. Its hard to get use to, their mental health isn't exactly making it any easier. Although, Task constantly hovering over their shoulder like a concerned sister, just making sure their sibling is doing alright makes things a bit easier for them. They will never take Task for granted, they cared about her too much to do so.
Spamton rubbed the back of their neck, giving her a little bit of a chuckle,
"I am I am, hehe honestly."
Tasque leaned down to give Spamton a hardy hug, she patted their back a bit before standing up again.
"You know I'm only telling you this cause I care about you right?"
Tasque Manager quirked an eyebrow up, looking down at Spamton. Spamton smiled a bit.
"Yeah I know, you AND Queen."
Tasque Manager shot upright out of nowhere, remembering something important. She pointed toward the throne room that was just one hallway down.
"Oh by the way, Queen was looking for you. She seemed a bit worried about you since you're usually up by this time."
Spamton looked down the hall and back up to Tasque Manager, they gave her a lop-sided smile,
"uh right! I was just on my way there, I was just on my way there. She's probably biting her nails by now, worrying about me like always."
"Well someone has to! Anyways you better get going now, I'll take care of this here tasque. Go, go on now!"
Tasque began to lightly push Spamton down the hallway,
"Well if you say so, thanks task!"
Spamton began to lightly jog down the hall, towards the double doored, Queen faced throne room door.
Tasque Manager quickly waved goodbye as she started to walk the opposite direction. The Kitten, falling into a blissful sleep in her arms.
"Ugh, Finally! I made it, with no further distractions. Lucky me~"
Spamton clapped their hand together in glee. They began to fix up their dress again as it became a bit dirty due to the street tussle they just went through. Atleast they didn't have to dust car tracks off their dress. Fixing their feathers, they started to walk towards the door, giving the guards, which were two Werewerewires, a nod. They nodded back and began to quietly open the door up for Spamton. With a sigh, they began to walk inside. The room was as neat as it always is, burgundy carpet decorated the floor as roman pillars that were off to the sides, reaching up to the roof of the room. The pillars themselves were a pearl white, they seem dull at first but looking closer you'd see a sheen of sparkle on them. Looking up, 2 very bright beautiful crystal chandelier lit up the room. They almost looks like they were made out of diamonds with the way they shone and brighten the room. At the very end of the room, a round table filled with chairs sat near a gigantic flat screened tv that was currently showcasing some of the surveillance cameras that were all around Cyber World. Queen, sat in her hovering blue and black throne, Sipping from her Battery acid chalice, she seemed to be super focused on something on the screen, to what, Spamton had no idea, she tends to space out while watching over her cybernetic kingdom."Ahem! I, uhh... hope I'm not interrupting on something important your majesty."
Spamton cleared their throat, trying to catch Queen's attention. Which they had done with little effort, as Queen swiftly spun the chair around. Once they had her undivided attention, Spamton gave her a little bow.
Glancing down at Spamton, the words 'OH' came across Queen's computerized screen in red bold letters.
"Oh! My dear! I was wondering where you were, you usually pay me a visit by now. I was getting a little worried."
Drinking the rest of the acidic fluids from her chalice, she placed the glass down at the round table and gave Spamton a bit of a worried look.
"Are you doing well my darling child! How is your sleep? I'm guessing you slept in a little since you were a bit late this morning."
Spamton felt the heat rise to their face,
"O-oh well I did, I didn't mean to though! I accidently slept through my alarm clock-"
Swatting her hand, Queen gave Spamton a sweet smile,
"Oh no no no don't worry about that, I'm glad your getting some well deserved sleep. Those circles under your eyes have been growing each and everyday, it was starting to scare me."
Queen put a hand to her chest, almost as if her heart shaped battery was going to jump right out of her chest.
"Oh Im aware, gave me a bit of a fright when I woke up this morning."
Spamton laughed a bit until they remembered why they came to talk to Queen in the first place.
"OH! Ummm actually Queen, there's something I wanted to talk to you about."
"What is it my dear~"
Queen leaned back on her throne and gave Spamton her full attention. Spamton began to get a bit nervous, scratching at the back of their neck a little.
"Oh well, I umm...I've been having this dream, a reoccurring one. They've been getting worse each week it seems, it used to be this gray room that look like I was inside a literal cloud. Some static noise would be in the background but it wasn't too loud and my ears felt like they were going to pop."
Spamton began to rub at their ears a little to add emphasis to their words,
"But this time, I was in this sort of...abandoned rail road? This place stretched out almost as if it never ended. There were train tracks on the floor and the place looked really nasty, there was muddy liquid all over the floor but it was transparent enough to create a reflection of me. A-and and the walls were made out of these garish purple cracked bricks that was littered in moss and grime, it was really nasty. And then-"
"RailRoad tracks and nasty purple brick walls you say?"
Queen interrupted for a moment, her face was hard to read. She seemed to be in deep thought, could she have recognized the room that their dream took place in?
"Were there any hallways that lead down to places? Other than the one you were in?"
Spamton tried to remember for a second, there probably were but they didn't pay too much attention to it. Although, from the sounds of it, it seemed like Queen knew the area they dreamt of.
"Maybe? Do you recognized the place?"
Queen eyes widened for a second, she looked to the left, then to the right then back to Spamton,
"What? PSH noooo no no no LOL, You're just a good story teller that's all, please... keep going."
Queen leaned forward, elbows on her knees and her hands under her chin...She seems to know something, as to what, Spamton didn't know.
"Uhhh okay?"
She wouldn't lie to Spamton right? If she knew something she would've told told them, she wouldn't keep something as important as this from them. Spamton shuffled off to one of the chairs closest to Queen and sat down,
"Anyways, I continue to walk down this railroad, until I heard this weird ear piercing noise. It was like something I never heard of before! Pure garbage noise just vibrating through my ear. It started to get slowly louder along with the staticky noise too!"
Queen put one of her arms down, keeping one of them to rub at her chin in thought and in confusion,
"Garbage noise? Was it like a strange feed back that you were hearing? I don't think I ever heard anyone describe anything in such a way."
Spamton looked up at her, thinking about it for a second.
"I think so, maybe? It was something I never heard before! It sounded like straight up garbage."
"Did you know where it was coming from? There had to have been a source."
Queen questioned Spamton, bringing a fist down to the palm of her hand.
"Yeah, it was coming from this creepy ass figure. It's body was constantly changing..or maybe it was twitching? Ugh, I don't know."
Spamton put their head into their hands and shook their head a bit.
"All I know was that it was goopy and droppy and scary, I tried running away but I tripped and landed face first in a puddle. After that, I turned around to see if it noticed, which it did. It started running towards me, the garbage noise from before had gotten louder and louder and and-"
A hand on their shoulder interrupted their words and train of thought,
"Whoa whoa, breeeeath, okay? Your starting to do that thing where you start speaking at an unimaginable speed haha!"
LOL flashed across her screen for a second before it disappeared and a question mark formed there, she looked at them questioningly.
"Anything else?"
Spamton took a second to collect themselves, sighing and letting their head droop a bit.
"...No, I woke up right after. I was so scared that when I woke up my magic seeped out a bit hehehe...I uhhh... knocked over and broke a glass of water."
They looked onto the floor in shame,
"Aww sweetheart, its okay! I'm not mad, in fact!"
Clasping her hands together, she got up from her throne and knelt beside Spamton's chair.
"I'm glad you felt like you can come to me and talk about this! You've grown so much from your wittle shy and meek self."
She went to pinch their cheeks,
"Ow! Stop I'm not a damn baby anymore, I'm going to be 18 soon!"
Queen finally let go of their cheek, Spamton rubbed at their reddened skin and pouted a bit. Queen tsked,
"Oh I know I know, I'm just so happy with all the progress you've made! *sigh* If only you took some time for yourself, I mean you already are done with this weeks government papers and your normal art work. Your sales are booming and everything... yet, you still don't take some time for yourself!"
Spamton stood as tall as they could, their full 5 feet showing.
"I just want to make sure everything gets done, I don't like rushing through things, you know that."
"Oh what am I going to do with you."
Queen shook her head as she placed a hand on her cheek, holding up her arm with her other arm. She stood there looking at them for a second, until a lightbulb appears on her screen. she snapped her fingers and sat on the floor to be at eye level with Spamton.
"You know...we do have some business in Card Kingdom. Despite it being mainly business, there is still time for us to enjoy the nice breeze of the kingdom!"
Spamton head shot up, their grin growing with each word that Queen says, you can practically see the stars in their eyes, shining and twinkling as bright as the sun.
"Really?! Are we really going to Card Kingdom! Oh my god, its been ages!"
Spamton, jumping up and down from pure excitement, had already seemed to be in a better mood from when they were a few seconds ago. Easily getting swepted up by the news of traveling to the old Kingdom.
"We haven't seen Lancer in 4 years, just imagine how excited he'll be when he sees he's 'big brother sister"
Queen got up and stalked the room for a bit before sitting back down in her throne chair, flagging a swatchling down to refill her glass with more battery acid. Before the Swatchling could finish topping off her glass though, Queen leaned over and whispered something in their ear. The Swatchling nodded, finishing off the glass and walked off into the distance.
Spamton, not paying any mind to the strange exchange, placed both hands on their cheek. Utterly absorbed in the thought of seeing Lancer again.
"Wow...I haven't seen Lancer in so long, he was just a baby last time we visited..."
Queen let out a hardy laugh, she took a swig of the content in her glass and placed it back down with a soft clink.
"Yep and apparently his appetite has only grown since then LOL."
Spamton nervously scratched the back of their neck,
"hehehe...yeah..."
A somewhat awkward silence settled between them, as something was being left unsaid... until Queen looked back for a second, pondering something, before turning back around toward the gigantic screen.
"...As for this dream of yours, I wouldn't pay too much mind to it. It's probably due to all of the stress."
Spamton jutted backwards a bit, having forgotten about the dream for a second. Spamton, somewhat hurt from what Queen said was shocked that she was chalking this up to stress. Having the same dream almost every night, and them growing more lucid and vivid each week could NOT justcasue by stress. Not to mention the reaction Queen had to Spamton describing the room they were in, she had to have been keeping SOMETHING from them...right? No...no no the Queen would never do that to them, she was like a mother to them! She would never do something like that, knowing that it would hurt them too. Besides, they didn't know how to go about questioning her.
"What- But they felt so real! And it felt so strange, almost as if that thing was trying to tell me something-"
"My sweet darling little precious Spam~."
Queen instantly got really close to Spamton, startling them for a minute. They didn't really have time to fall back on their chair though as Queen had already softly cupped their face,
"It was just a dream. You've been putting so much on yourself recently, it only makes sense that you'd start having stress dreams."
Spamton, deflating a bit, lowered their head. Maybe she was right, maybe they were just overthinking, it isn't the first time they were over analytical about something."I-....nevermind."
Queen looked a little worried but gave Spamton a soft smile, turning back to her chair and sitting back down.
"You'll see sweetheart! This trip will do us wonders!"
Spamton took a seat from the round table and dragged it to the front of the flat screen tv, right next to Queen's floating throne. They plopped right down into the chair, feeling rejected, spamton looked up to Queen with another one of their popular award losing smiles."Yeah...totally."***********************
Spamton spent a couple of hours hanging out with Queen, helping her keep CyberWorld in check. At the end of the day Spamton kept their promise to Swatch and went straight to the Color Cafe.
They opened up the glass doors of the vibrant and colorful cafe, the golden light made Spamton's feathers look like they were glowing and sparkling. There were numerous tables and chairs set to the side of the cafe, right in front of them was a stage where some citizen were playing slow jazz music. There were the soft murmurs of the patrons eating and absorbing the calming atmosphere of the cafe. The cafe always smelled amazing at this time of day, dinner would've started by now. The smells of well done meats and sauces from the popular dish SpaghettiCode wafted through the air. Spamton took a big fat sniff of the air, they sighed and continued to walk to the bar section of the cafe.
The bar was usually on the left hand side, all the way in the back. There were bar stools surrounding the counter and small lights hanging from the top, their light shining a soft yellow hue onto the bar counter. The bar always had plenty of drink ranging from virgin drinks to alcoholic cocktails and margaritas, and of course, Queen favorite acidic drink, good ol' battery acid. Some people other than Queen can actual drink it but its only the robotic citizens of CyberWorld who can scarf something like that down.
Spamton walks up to a bar stool, taking a seat, they lean over and repeatively but lightly press a little bell that was on the counter. Swatch who was always behind the counter, cleaning whatever glass over and over again and making sure that the place is spotless, turnt around and smiled,
"Well, it looks like you really did keep your promise."
Spamton placed both hands on the counter and tilted their head towards Swatch.
"Well of course Swatchy my compadre~ Why would I ever leave you and those tasty treats hanging."
Spamton winked at Swatch, obviously in a joking manner, they were really there to talk about the trip to Card Kingdom. Although it seems like Swatch took the joke literally as they ducked down a bit and took out a tray of unsquashed pastries. Now that they can see the cupcakes unharmed, Spamton basked in their glory for a bit. Pink frosting with a small strawberry slice on top, it looked like it had some edible glitter on it too.
"Wow they look amazing!"
Spamton went to pick one up, examining it closer.
"Of course, nothing less from my fellow workers here at the color cafe, where we always warm your day~"
Swatch reiterated the mantra for probably the 20th time today. Spamton lightly waved the cupcake around for show.
"Well... guess I'll have to see if it really is up to par then."
Spamton took a small bite out of the cupcake, savoring the sweet frosting and the bittersweet strawberry. Spamton let out a small delighted moan,
"MMmmMM omph my gawd."
Talking with their mouth full, Spamton immediately covered their mouth in a small apology. Swatch chuckled a bit and grabbed a small napkin, handing it over to Spamton.
"Hah, told you! It was nothing less than amazing."
Swatch bowed a bit, Spamton finished off what was left in their mouth, set the remaining piece down and dapped at thier mouth with the napkin Swatch gave them. After they were finish cleaning up, they hummed,
"Hmmm never doubted you for a second-"
Spamton was about to compliment Swatch further until the back door swung open, 2 Swatchlings came out with an array of deserts,
"Boss, where do you want us to keep these safe?"
Swatch turned around and pointed toward the freezer that was right beside the kitchen,
"Keep them in there, we'll need them nice and fresh for when we bring them to the Card Kingdom."
Spamton perked up a bit at the mention of Card Kingdom,
"Oh! You're going too?"
"Ya the Queen wanted to do a little banquet for the Kings over at the castle, as a thank you for having us over there. Although, its a little strange that she would want to do that for kings though..."
Spamton, a bit confused for a second before realizing who Swatch was specifically thinking about. Their face contorted in disgust, they lightly slapped their hand over their eyes,
"Ugh God not him...I'm pretty sure its mainly for the other kings and citizens, NOT... him. she always fights with the King of spades so I highly doubt she would care enough to thank him."
Swatch Shrugged and laughed, they turned back around to tend to the treats that the swatchlings were carefully transporting into the freezer, Swatch shouted out behind him.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure most of the treats are mainly made with Lancer and you in mind."
Spamton was a bit shocked to hear this, they put a hand on their chest as they felt their cheeks heating up for a third time that day.
"What- me and Lancer? Did Queen put you up to that?"
Swatch came back to the front of the bar after he helped out the Swatchlings, making sure they didn't tip over and break anything as they made their way into the Freezer.
"Mhm, she said it was suppose to be an ice breaker of sorts, since you haven't seen each other in a while."
"O-oh..."
Spamton shoulders sagged a bit after hearing that, reminding them about seeing Lancer again after all these years.
"Spamton what's wrong? Are you not excited to see Lancer? I remember you use to coddle him all the time when he was just a baby."
Swatch looked a bit concerned, they weren't expecting this type of reaction from Spamton. Spamton shot up a bit and adjusted their posture a bit,
"No no no, I'm of course excited to see him. Its just...I haven't seen him in 4 years, a-and he was just a baby! Would he really remember me..."
Spamton lowered their head on the table, Swatch looked on as the saw the princess deflate before their eyes.
"I mean, you were around them 24/7, to the Kings dismay. Within the time you two spent together, it seemed like Lancer only ever wanted to be carried by you. Your bond is strong, I'm sure you two will be fine."
Swatch lightly patted Spamton's head, Spamton sighed. They looked dejectedly at the rest of their desert, it seems like the visit is still weighing heavy on their mind a bit.
"Spamton...Lancer is only 4 years old, it wasn't that long ago. He most likely will remember something when he was a baby."
Spamton picked their head up off of the counter. Adjusting a bit, they leaned their head on their hand that was now propped up on the bar counter,
"You really thing so?"
Swatch nodded reassuringly, they smiled down at the worried princess,
"I'm sure of it, might I add. Not sure if this is true or not, BUT! I did hear that the Prince is expecting your arrival-"
"Really?!"
Spamton was now standing on the low bar of the stool they sat on, hands holding them over the counter to meet Swatch's eyes a bit better. Swatch tittered at the display.
"haha, yes I'm as sure as can be. So perk up a bit, you'll see him very soon. I believe next week is your trip if I remember correctly?"
Spamton, a bit shocked by this news, Queen hadn't exactly told them when they were going. Guess she was busy trying to get them to not stress themselves out too much.
"Wow next week, I didn't know it was that soon, Queen didn't exactly tell me when we were leaving."
A peaceful silence fell between the two as the date for said trip settled into both of their minds. Swatch lifted an arm, pointing towards the freezer with a grin.
"You wanna taste test some of the desert for the banquet?"
Spamton paused at this for a moment, until they smiled sweetly at Swatch,
"I would love that actually."...***********************It was late at night when the swatchling that was serving Queen her drinks earlier came back, with Swatch at tow. Exactly as she had asked. The door was slightly ajar, quietly inviting the two in. The chandelier lights in the throne room were a bit dimmer than usual, the huge screen in the far back being the main source of light in the room now. Queen was flicking between cameras with disinterest, a cord coming out of her chair, linking to a socket that was right below her. It seems like she is pulling another all nighter, as her chair glowed a bit with energy.
"Your Majesty, Swatch is here. Just as you had asked, I bought them here after the Princess had gone to sleep."
Swatch eyebrow twitched a bit at that, this must've been important if Queen was hiding it from Spamton. Queen glanced behind her, she hummed in approval,
"Yes thank you, you had done very well."
Turning back around, Queen waved at the Swatchling who stood besides Swatch, signaling them to take their leave. The Swatchling, understanding the request, walked right out of the room. Leaving Queen and Swatch alone in silence. Swatch strode a bit closer to Queen, clearing their throat a bit before talking.
"Your Majesty, you summoned me?"
Swatch bowed a bit, looking back up towards the Queen who turned her head away from the screen. The light of the screen lighting up half of her face, as the other half facing towards Swatch was bit shrouded in darkness due to the now subdued lighting.
"Yes yes, I wanted to ask you to do something for me...something very important. SO important, that you cannot speak of this thing to Spamton."
Queen's screen flashed "serious" in red bold letters. Swatch stood straight again, pondering as to why the Queen is asking them to basically lie, something that they hate doing, to Spamton.
"Of course...but may I ask why?"
Queen picked up her Chalice and drank some of the green bubbly liquid inside of it. She set it down with a click and a small lip smack.
"Yes, I'm telling you this because I don't want Spamton wondering towards something dangerous."
"dangerous?" Swatch was a bit bewildered by this, what could Queen mean?
"I'm sorry your majesty but I do not understand, what danger do you speak of?"
"The basement...Spamton had a dream about it, I'm not sure why but they dreamt of being attacked in there."
Queen stood up and and started to stalk around the round table that was right behind her throne chair. Swatch was a bit confuzzled, It was simply a dream right? Why would Queen be taking it so seriously?
"I'm sorry your majesty but I don't understand why your so concerned, it was only a dream right? It can't possibly happen."
Queen shakes her head, clearly troubled.
"No no, can't you see?...Spamton's magic is growing stronger, its already uncommon for an Addison to be born defective but to also be born with the ability to wield natural magic? It's unheard of!"
Queen slowly walked closer to Swatch, stopping right in front of them. Swatch cranned their neck a bit upward, clearly struggling to look at Queen.
"No one in CyberWorld can wield that kind of magic, so how come Spamton has it? Spamton... *sigh* my precious Spamton, is an oddity. I feel like there's something special about her, I can't put my finger on it, but I can just feel it."
Queen sighed again, she walked back to her chair. Sitting down and looking at the flat screen tv, it was showing Cyber City. Primarily the heavily populated area full of addisons selling their wares.
"These dreams of hers, I knew she was having trouble sleeping already, it physically shows, but I never new the content of them. Now that I do though, its...concerning. If they are happening almost every day, not to mention getting worse each week. Then they could potentially be a sign."
Queen was silent for a second, maybe he was waiting for Swatch to say something...anything. But, Swatch was also left dumb founded, they didn't even know Spamton was having these concerning dreams.
"I-I see, so what do you want me to do with the basement?"
Swatch began to crack their fingers, ready to get their hands dirty. Queen turned around to meet Swatch's eyes.
"I want you to lock up the basement, tight. I don't want Spamton to know about this, God knows her curiosity get the best of her."
Queen formed a fist, showing exactly how tight she wants it to be.
"Block it too. If you have to put the whole hallway out of commission, so be it. I don't want her anywhere near the basement."
Swatch nodded their head, they bowed once again as they swooped their tail coat around a bit, adding a bit of flair.
"I completely understand your majesty, your request shall be done immediately."
Swatch turned around and started walking off, but, just as they made it to the door, they stopped for a second. Swatch stood still for a bit, seemingly lost in thought, they turnt their head towards Queen.
"I understand you want to keep this from Spamton, but you know he's smart enough to figure things out himself. He's bound to grow curious of the basement, especially if its locked up and blocked off."
Queen nodded her head, acknowledge this issue.
"I'm aware, but even so, she won't be able to step foot inside, let alone near it. If its locked up and blocked off there will be no way for her to make it inside. So please...do this for me"
Queen looked back at Swatch with a concerned and somewhat pleading look. Swatch can tell she's putting as much emotion into her face as her heart shaped battery would allow her to. Despite the Queen sometimes appearing cold hearted, she always tries her hardest to express how much she truly cares for the people around her.
"As you wish your majesty."
And with a last bow, Swatch gracefully left the room. Leaving the Queen to her devices....

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Soaring through monochrome rooms and hallways, Jevil made a swerve to the right. Where the Hathy's take refuge after a long day of guarding the kingdom along side the Rudinns. Jevil looked back for a moment as he hid around the Corner, peeking his head out a bit, he could see a someone zipping right by. Jevil snapped his head back into his hiding position, the blue and white figure looked back for a second. There seemed to be some pie residue all over the "Duke of Puzzles" face, dripping down onto his royal blue suit.
"GOD DAMMIT JEVIL, WHEN I FINDETH THEE. THOU SHALL FEELETH MY WRATH!!"
Shaking his fist in the air, Rouxls runs down the hallway screaming and yelling about how he'll trap Jevil in a never ending puzzle. Jevil stood quiet for a bit longer, waiting for the rapid foot steps of the other to fade away. Once he was certain that Rouxls was gone for good, he immediately sat down and began laughing like a mad lad.
"UEE HEE HEE HEE HAA HAA HAA! HOW FOOLISH FOOLISH HE IS, FOR HE WAS TOO SLOW SLOW!"
Jevil began rocking on his back as he seemed to have dove into another laughing fit. Distracted by his own manic laughter, he didn't take notice of another figure coming towards him. A bit taller, with purple fur, they were wearing an orange rob. The purple tomcat held a wooden staff in one hand and walked with a bit of a limp, almost as if they had an injury. Despite looking perfectly fine, the only wound they appear to have is the scar that ran past their button eye.
"Jevil... please tell me you aren't pranking Rouxls again. This is the fourth time this week, and its only Tuesday!"
Jevil came to a sudden stop after hearing the familiar stern yet tired voice scolding them.
"OH SEAM SEAM! I WAS ONLY HAVING SOME FUN, THIS CASTLE GETS TOO BORING BORING FOR MY CHOATIC TASTE!"
Jevil, starting to pick himself up, started to pat down his purple, yellow, green and black jester costume. Once he was done though, he started to prance around Seam. Seemingly full of energy that couldn't be sedated.
"I know your a bit excited about the practice performance later today, but you have to calm down. I'm pretty sure the Rudinns are starting to grow tried of having to clean up whip cream and pie filling off of the ground."
Seam placed both hands on Jevil shoulders, trying to get the clown to stand still for a second. Jevil cartoonishly vibrated for a bit before coming to a stop, Jevil sheepishly peeked up at Seam.
"UH-HA!...SORRY SORRY"
Jevil swayed on his feet for a bit, before swinging his arms behind his back. Seam chuckled a bit, shaking their head in amusement.
"Now now you don't have to feel ashamed about it, I just hope that's the last trick you have up your sleeve... Especially toward Rouxls. You seem to target the poor man a lot."
Jevil guffawed at that for a second,
"AH-HA! BUT SEAM, ROUXLS IS SUCH A FUN PAWN PAWN TO MESS AROUND WITH! ITS NOT MY FAULT THE DUKE RUNS FACE FIRST INTO HIS OWN TASTY DOOM DOOM."
Seam tilted his face, their smile disappearing.
"Jevil..."
Pointing their finger toward Jevil, Seam didn't seem like he was messing around. Jevil's face immediately dropped, ears flopping downward, he let out a defeated sigh.
"*Sigh* FIIIINE, THE DUKE SHALL BE SPARED FOR NOW. "HEAVEN SMILES SMILES UPON THEE" AS ROUXLS WOULD SAY."
Seam ducked a bit to meet Jevil's sorrowful gaze, it didn't really take much since Seam isn't much taller than Jevil.
"I'm not saying you can't have your fun, just... don't make it so messy, and stop targeting Rouxls for once. Go for someone else, I think Rouxls is starting to lose some hair with all this stress you cause him."
Jevil lightened up, beaming a bit.
"UEE HEE HEE, WELL ALRIGHT... I'LL GIVE THAT SILLY SILLY DUKE A BREAK. MAYBE I'LL PAY CLOVER A SMALL VISIT VISIT."
Jevil rubs his hands together, already scheming his next prank.
Seam seemed satisfied with that response, they turned around and started walking off a bit.
"Good, now that THAT is dealt with. Come with me, dinner should be starting soon. You don't exactly want to be late."
Jevil jogged up to Seam and started walking at a leisuring pace, walking down past the last door of the hallway before entering into the elevator. They rode the elevator from the 3rd floor to the 5th floor, where the room right before the throne room is being set up for dinner. The elevator came to a halt, doors opening up to the lit, make shift dining room. All of the castles residents were there wait for the table to be fully set. Clover talking to themselves, seemingly having an argument over cute boys and sports, the Hathy and Rudinns that weren't on duty were conversing with one another, talking about nothing and everything at the same time. The table was being set by the Head Hathys and Ranger Rudinns that were, currently, on the clock. There was a boring black table set in the very center of the room, boring black and white chairs surrounding it. Boring white candles are set across the table, emitting a soft glow as Rudinn Rangers lit them up one by one. A Heady Hathy gently placed boring white plates and rolled up silver ware, the only thing that ISN'T black and white, onto the table. Jevil lazily looked up, in pure disinterest, at the boring black and white candelier that hung above everything. Its size and bright glow couldn't make up for how bland and boring everything looked. Jevil was always confused as to why everything had to be in monochrome, it was almost like the kings refuse to invite some color in. The only thing colorful were the occupant of the card castle, each having their own physical color, their own odd quirks and icks, and their own personalities. Despite this, Jevil gets tired of the mundaneness of it all. Pranking the same people can get pretty bland, especially if they decide not to play along with the joke. Whether they get mad or tired of the prank, or just straight up don't give Jevil the time of day. Labeling him as a nuisance and avoid him entirely. Jevil tends to feel a little lonely in their little castle, where for years, some people had tend to look upon him in disgust and pure annoyance.
Seam glanced over at Jevil, noticing that he was in their own little world. Seam lightly bumped Jevil with their shoulder.
"Hey Jevil, are you feeling alright?"
Jevil jolted back into awareness, his gaze falling onto Seam.
"UHH, YES YES I'M OKAY! JUST SPACING OUT A BIT HEE HEE."
Seam studied Jevil for a second, but before he can make any comment, he was interrupted by a very loud mouthed somebody.
"JEVIL, YOU TYRANT! THERE THOUST ARE! I GROWETH SICKETH OF YOUR RUDIMENTARY PRANKS! THIS IS THOUS LASTETH TIME!!"
Rouxls stomps his foot repeatively on the ground, clearly at his Witts end. Jevil backs up a bit, before peering up at Rouxls apologetically.
"NAH-HA! NOW NOW ROUXLS, NO NEED TO GET YOUR PUZZLES IN A TWIST. TIS WAS MERELY A SILLY PRANK PRANK I-"
"TIS ONLY A PRANK?!! A PRAAAAANK!!!"
Rouxls took one of the bland glasses from the table and threw it on the ground in frustration. Smoking practically coming out from the top of his head.
"YOU'VE BEEN DOINGETH THIS FOR TWOST DAY STRAIGHT!!"
Jevil quickly stepped behind Seam, who put their arm up to try and protect Jevil from Rouxls justified wrath.
"Rouxls please calm down! Jevil is sorry about the pranks okay?! Now would you please not break anything else, the kings will have your head if they find anything else broken."
Jevil peered out from behind Seam's back,
"Y-YES, AS MY HEART STILL BEATS IN MY CHEST CHEST. I APOLOGIES FOR MY TRANGRESSIONS AGAINST YOU, HONEST HONEST!"
Jevil gave Rouxls a nervous grimace, awaiting his response.
"HMMM"
Rouxls huffs out a breath of air, pondering for a second before sighing. Letting his shoulders sag from their aggro state.
"Well...I guess, I SHALLST FORGIVETH YOU THIS ONCE-"
"IT WAS PRETTY FUNNY FUNNY THOUGH-"
"WHY YOU LITTLE-!"
Before Rouxls could jump at Jevil who snicker mischievously behind seam. A door swung open in the near distance, the kings walked in.
"Whats with all the yelling?"
King of Hearts footslogged into the room, with all of his awkwardness in tow.
"We heard a loud shattering noise! Nearly gave me a heart attack..."
King of Diamonds, stalking right behind him, nervously gazing around. Trying to find what cause said shattering noise, his eyes fell upon the object of interest. Laying on the floor in a heaping pile of pieces.
"Oh dear..."
King of Diamonds gawked a bit at the mess and covered his mouth with his hand in shock. King of Clubs comes stomping in, not too happy about all the commotion. Their frown nearly touching the floor, Jevil could practically see a vein pulsating on their forehead.
"What in the world is with all of this ruckus?!-"
King Clubs, stopping mid sentence, noticed the broken plate on the floor.
"*Gasps* Now what is the meaning of this! Why is there a broken plate on the floor?!"
Seam, stepping forward, was about to explain what had a happened a minute ago until a certain Duke decided he wanted to talk some more.
"YOUR MAJESTIES, THIS...SCOUNDREL...HAD PLANTETH A PIE TRAP BY-ETH MY DOORAY!"
Rouxls pointed accusedly towards Jevil, his arm shaking a bit in pure anger.
"ME ME? OH BUT MY KINDEST OF MAJESTY, THE OLD OLD DUKE OF PUZZLES IS FIBBING, FIBBING!"
Jevil begins to prance in place, he straight up lies about the situation. King Heart stared at the scene in front of him, spacing out a bit before putting a finger to his temple.
"Hmmm..."
King Heart takes his sweet time thinking of something to do, almost as if there is literally nothing going through that heart shaped head of his...
"Well?! Who's lying here?! And quickly, my stomach is about to eat itself whole!"
King Clubs, growing frustrated with the situation that's in front of them. Urging them to, quickly, come to a conclusion. King Diamond waved his hands in the air,
"N-now there's no need to fight about this-"
"BUT MY KINGETH! THAT DAMNED CLOWN-"
Rouxls jutted a finger right in Jevil's face, to which Jevil pushed it aside.
"I AM A JESTER, A JESTER! GET IT RIGHT ATLEAST DEAR DUKE DUKE!"
Jevil prancing became a bit more erratic as he became more annoyed with the Duke. The two continued to bicker as King Heart was left in the same position as before, King Diamond tried to calm everyone down...sadly failing, and King Clubs started to stomp their foot, clearly growing tired of this. Seam lifting up a finger and trying to push their old worned out vocal cords to the forefront of the argument
"If I may have a say in this..."
Sadly Seam was drowned out by both Rouxls and Jevil,
"I'M INNOCENT INNOCENT I SAY~ 'THOUST' SHOULD BE THE ONE TO PAY THE PIPPER PIPPER!"
"MEEEEEE?! YOUR THE LITTLE SHIT WHO LEFT THAT PIE ON THE-"
"ENOUGH!"
Everyone stood silent, jevil having stopped mid prance, as the booming voice of the King of Spades came ripping through the air. King strode right in, black cape bellowing in the non-existing wind. King's face sported his infamous, unimpressed scowl, never one to play games or laugh at any of Jevil, frankly, HILARIOUS jokes. Right behind him, a small blue hooded boy bounced his way in, still in diaper and sucking at his thumb.
"Quit this idiotic arguing this instant! Can't you see? Its pointless to argue over something that's already broken."
King glanced down at the plate that has yet to be cleaned up off the ground. Giving one of the Hathy's that stood to the side a stern glare, the Hathy shook for a second before getting right to work, quickly and shakingly cleaning up the mess.
"There, now everyone sit down already. Dinner is starting."
Everyone started to nervously take their seat at the table. The Hathys populating the seats furthest away from the main seats that more important people take. Rudinns swarmed the seats in the middle section of the table. The other kings, cowering under the gigantic King of Spades glare, Zipped on over to their designated seating. Having forgotten they had authority as well, they bit their tongues as nothing else was said by any of them. Rouxls was next who uttered out a pathetically quiet, "sorry" before shuffling on over to one of the seats by the table. Jevil though, not really caring about the thick blanket of air that clouded the room now, grinned at Rouxls reaction to the King.
"UEE HEE HEE I WIN I WIN!"
Prancing a bit as to show who was truly victorious, Rouxls groaned out in annoyance, dropping his head right onto his arm that was now propped up on the table. King stared daggers into Jevil's eyes, not amused by his playful demeanor and dancing. Jevil didn't seem to care though, as he showed king his row of sharp yellow teeth. Seam grabbed onto Jevil's elbow, pulling him a bit toward the table.
"I'm very sorry about all the commotion your majesty, we'll be...TAKING...out seat."
Seam gave their own version of Kings glare at Jevil, gritting out the last part of the sentence. Seam, with jevil at hand, made their way to the table. They finally let Jevil go so that they could take a seat right next to rouxls, but not before leaning a bit over to Jevil and Whispering.
"Jevil, behave yourself! You don't want king to punish you like last time now do you?"
Jevil sighed, rolling his eyes, he nodded his head and plopped right down in a seat next to seam, opposite of Rouxls. Jevil never really took any of the King seriously, not even the big bad King of Spades himself. Not to mention how the other kings are a bunch of push overs, they're all predictable and easy to trick if done correctly. Although, Jevil only used this knowledge to get himself out of sticky situation just as the one before. That or whenever he is performing a trick, making sure they absorb every magical wonder as he moves across the stage along side Seam.
As King began to walk across the room, with his child in tow, he takes a seat on the biggest chair present in the room. King Diamond and King Heart sat right besides him on either side of the table. Not too close though, for that would signify the other kings being on the same level as the King of Spade, which is unheard of. Although, there was one singular booster seat right next to king. The seat was blue and white, the same colors as the king's child, the name Lancer is sprawled on the chair in bubble letters. Speaking of Lancer, the child was struggling to get up on his booster seat, Rouxls glimpsed at the struggling child. Biting his lip a bit, Rouxls raise his hand, wanting to help the poor child. King gazed down at Lancer, then at Rouxls. He sighed and flicked his wrist toward Rouxls, signalling him to help Lancer. Rouxls beamed a bit, and immediately stood up. He walked over to Lancer and lightly picked the squishy boy up. He gently placed the small boy at the boosted up chair, patted his head and went back to his chair.
Lancer looked back at Rouxls, smiling widely at him.
"Yay! Thanks lesser dad!"
Rouxls grumbled at the nickname but muttered a "your welcome," as he flopped down in his chair. King, waiting for Rouxls to get situated in his seat, picked up his spoon and empty glass. He lightly tapped it two times, signalling for the soilders to start rolling out the food. A bunch of Rudinn Rangers and Head Hathys all started to gather around the tables. They quickly placed large arrangements of dishes such as, Dark Burgers, Choco Diamonds, Heart Donuts, Club Sandwiches, and one huge Spin cake. The display was very enticing, people started drooling over themselves, stomaches ached with pure unfiltered desire. If Jevil had it his way, he would've pounced onto the cake in seconds. But of course, he had to behave, he didn't want to cause Seam any more problems. With bated breath, everyone glanced over at King, hoping to get the A-okay to start chowing down. King raised his hand, pausing before saying anything else.
"Before we start to eat, I want to talk about something very important.
King picked up one of the rolled up silver ware, unraveling it, and placing the silver ware down onto the table. He dusted off the napkin with the flick of his wrist and tucked the napkin around his collar, making a make shift bib for himself.
"As some of you may know, residents from the Cyber Kingdom will be paying a visit. The Queen and her...'daughter' will be involved in a very important meeting regarding treaty's and economic afairs amongst other things with other important residents from other dark worlds."
King forced out the word 'daughter' through gritted teeth. He then glared over at Rouxls and Jevil,
"I want everyone to be on their best behavior, any display of indecency will be dealt with immediately."
Lifting his head a bit, the King gave a snare to the both of them. Rouxls head dipped a bit past his shoulders, looking like a scolded child. Jevil, was indifferent to the display of dominance.
"Do I make myself clear?"
Rouxls fixed his posture and forced a smile, looking more like a nervous grin.
"YES, OF COURSE MY KING-AY!"
Jevil rolled his eyes, he glanced back at the King. Forcing a Jovial Smile, Jevil kicked his legs a bit as he said,
"YES MY DEAREST OF KINGS KINGS!"
King huffed and smirked a bit, he picked up his utensils.
"Now everyone, please... dig in."
The clicking and clattering of Silver ware and plates started filling the room, adding more comfortable atmosphere. With people being satisfied about finally being able to eat, small conversations happened across the room. Everyone made sure to speak, mostly, in a whisper as to not disturb anyone's conversations. There always seems to be a bubble between each section, as Rudinns spoke with mainly the Rudinns and the Hathys spoke mainly with the Hathys. As for the people in the front, a small conversations about the Cyber Royals sparked. Jevil, not really knowing the Queen or Princess, didn't interject as the kings, Rouxls and Seam spoke about their arrival.
"Rouxls, can you tell us about the plans for next week. It appears that I have forgotten them."
King Heart chewed slowly at his food, he drooped over it, almost like he was going to pass out.
"AH YES, I HAVETH THE SCHEDULE-AY RIGHT OVER HERE-ETH"
Rouxls dug into his pocket, first pulling out a fist full of lint, a broken paper clip and a stale fortune cookie. Nervously chuckling a bit, he set those items onto the table and started digging into his other pocket. He lifted a finger up in pause, sweating as he started tugging hard at his pocket.
"JUST, hehe~ RGH- GIVE ME-AY SECONDETH PLEASE."
Rouxls turns fully around to his right pocket, using both hands he tugs at something in his pocket. He mutters obscenities, as he gave his pocket one last pull. A comically large
scroll comes popping out, huffing and puffing, Rouxls clears his throat and unrolls the scroll. Jevil snickered at Rouxls clownary, which caused Rouxls to pause. He glared over at Jevil for a second before he turned his attention back to the Kings and started to read out the schedule.
"WE HAVETH THY LOVELY QUEEN AND PRINCESS ARRIVING NOVEMBER 25, THEY WILLST BE BOUGHT TO THY ROOMS. WHILEST THEY RELAXETH AFTER THEIR LONGST TRAVELS, A PERFORMANCE BY THE COURTST MAGICIAN AND COURTST JESTER SHALL BE-ETH PREPARED!"
The King of clubs and King of diamonds glanced at each other, the King of Hearts looked over at both Jevil and Seam.
"Oh yes, I remember hearing about a performance. Isn't there a practice performance later today?"
Seam nodded, perking up at the mention of the practice performance.
"Yes, at 4 to be exact. We are working on making this our biggest one yet, for our most esteemed guests."
Seam bowed a bit in their seat.
The two have been trying to one up their last performance, mainly cause they were getting tired of doing the same performance for the kings. As the 3 of them never asked for anything else, Spade King being the only one who doesn't seem to care about the performances. Seam, was mainly trying to come up with new ideas simply because they wanted to wow the Queen and Princess. Never having met them, Seam wanted to make a good first impression. Jevil simply just wanted to make a better performance, they always liked one upping themselves. Taking pride in his performances, which is one of the few things he adores doing, no matter the audience. Jevil couldn't understand why Seam seemed to care so much about the royalties liking their shows, not saying that he doesn't see them enjoy performing them, but Seam seemed to care too much about what people think about it. Let alone what royalty thinks, theey're all stuck up anyways, the only thing he likes doing is making fun of them...as part of the act of course. His performance gave him the excuse to utterly drag the kings through the dirt, he adores it! He loves making thinly veiled insults toward them, and them being none the wiser, laughed at them. Thinking that its just Jevil praising them. Although there's one King who was able to see past the veil, one who doesn't take insults lightly...the Spade King. King usually groans or threateningly glares at Jevil whenever he starts his jokes. Jevil one time, not knowing any better, made a joke towards King. It was all fun and games until the King stood up from his seat and stalked over to Jevil, picking him up by his yellow and green collar. He shouted in his face about being made fun of, King then dragged him to his quarters and threw him inside, locking Jevil in and saying that he was only allowed out for his scheduled performances. Jevil haven't made any jokes toward king since then, after his 3 months punishment, Jevil made sure to never joke about King again. 4 years has passed since then, and Jevil's hatred for the King only grew. Jevil assumed that Queen and the Princess were probably the same, despite hearing other wise. Jevil continue to mindlessly eat his food as the Kings, Rouxls, and Seam all talked about the events of next week.
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After dinner was finished, the Head Hathys and Rudinn Rangers started gathering the plates. Jevil jumped off of his chair, belly full of Dark Burgers. He shuffled towards Seam, waiting for them to get up from their seat. Jevil really wanted to get to the theater room so they can start the preparations for the practice run for next week performance. He lightly tapped his foot as he watched Seam talk to King Clubs, for once the King doesn't seem upset. Jevil rolled his eyes and began glancing around for a bit, he looked down the hallway that him and Seam came from. He was about to turn his gaze back to Seam when he saw something black and slimy move down the halls corner. Jevil tilted his head, he quickly looked back at Seam, who was still having a conversation with King Club. Jevil turned back around and trotted towards the hallway, he went all the way down until he stopped at the corner that the slim turnt. He looked at the elevator for a second, thinking that maybe it was just a trick of the lighting. The elevator is pretty shiny compared to the wall, but before he could turn back around, he saw it again. The black slim can be seen in the reflection of the monochrome elevator, Jevil let out a bit of a gasp, gawking at the strange substance. It stood in place for a bit before moving out of the reflection's field of vision. Jevil, finally strode for the corner, whipping his head around it...only to find absolutely nothing. Just a dead end, a little waiting spot for people to stand in when the elevator isn't on this floor. Jevil eyeballed the corner in bewilderment. He could've sworn he saw something, it was clearly there moving in the reflection... almost tauntingly. Jevil went to walk further in the corner but was lightly pulled back by a hand on his shoulder. Jumping back, Jevil swiveled around to meet whoever touched him face to face.
Only to be staring back at a concerned and a bit annoyed Seam,
"Hey atleast wait for me, I wasn't talking to King Club for that long now was I?"
Seam chuckled, but stopped once he saw Jevil semi-scared expression.
"Jevil are you alright? Did something happen?"
Jevil glanced behind him, staring intensely at the ground. Seam's lips thinned out, they put both of their hands on each of Jevil's shoulders, slightly turning his attention back to them. Seam inspected the corner that Jevil was eyeballing and turned their attention back to Jevil.
"Why are you glaring at the corner? Are you still upset about the whole thing with Rouxls?"
Seam let go Jevil, giving him room to explain himself.
"N-NAH-HA! DON'T BE SILLY SILLY SEAM. I JUST THOUGHT I SAW A GHOST GHOST, BUT IT WAS JUST A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION UEE HEE HEE~."
Jevil gave his most convincing toothy grin, a similar grin to the one he gave to King earlier, less strained of course. Seam cocked their eyebrow a bit, they looked back at the corner for a second before shaking their head.
They placed a hand on Jevil back, slowly guiding him back to the elevator.
"Well if you say so my friend, lets head to the theater. We only have an hour to set everything up so lets make it count."
Jevil smiled widely, he skipped to the elevator, repeatively pressing the button. He rocked on his toes a bit as Seam, slowly caught up to him. Once the elevator opened, they both walked inside. Jevil turned around and pressed the 2nd floor, just as he was leaning back into place though, he again caught a glimpse of the mysterious slim in the same corner again. Jevil rubbed at his eyes, jevil blinked twice to adjust his gaze again. Seeing nothing as the door closed and started descending to the 2nd floor.

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***************************The ride to the second floor was quiet, almost too quiet. Jevil's breath was caught in his throat, he isn't sure if he was truly going mad or maybe he just needed more sleep. Jevil tried to keep his cool, not wanting Seam to worry about him. He started shuffling from side to side on his feet, trying to calm his nerves. Seam glanced over, giving Jevil a bit of a questionable look but then they smiled at him and shifted their gaze back up to the front of the elevator. When the elevator finally made it to the 2nd floor, it jutted to a stop before taking a few seconds to open up. Jevil and Seam walked out into the humongous auditorium, keeping up with the monochrome atmosphere, all the black and white seats are lined up in rows and columns. In front of those seats was a large black wooden stage, white curtains are pushed off to the sides. Golden, blue, green and pink lighting color the stage floor. In the back are a bunch of props that, for the most part, look like the belong in a circus, they were also the most colorful things on the stage other than the lights. Green, blue and purple large to medium sized balls with one singular star in the front are on the right corner of the stage. A box labeled, "Dangerous!! Handle with care!" is sitting in the middle of the stage, different colored fireworks decorated with small spirals can be found inside. Costumes of all kinds were hanging on the hangers, albeit, in a very messy manner. There's other boxes full of various items such as ribbons, horns, trumpets, tubas, a unicycle, flame throwers, a pile of random objects that Jevil likes to use for juggling and many more things. Jevil floated to the stage, already taking one of the fireworks in hand.
Seam strode up to Jevil, tapping his shoulder and point towards one of the fireworks machine that was at the front of the stage. There was two on each side, both unplugged.
"Start loading the machines up with the fireworks, I'll plug them in."
Jevil nodded, he placed the firework that he had in his hand under his arm. He began to scoop up more fireworks into his arms, turning around to shove them inside the machine. Some of the fireworks falling out of his arms, making a loud clanging sound as they fell to the ground. He winced at the noise and turned his head, only to notice Seam was looking at him in disapproval.
Jevil snickered as he slowly bent over to pick them up,
"WHOOPISE~ UEE HEE HEE."
Seam gently brought their hand up to their forehead, sighing as he continue to walk over to the machine. Kneeling to pick the wire up, they lean over to the socket to plug the wire in.
"I hope this actually works, last time when we tried to set them off they exploded inside of the damn machine."
Jevil chuckled, recalling the moment.
"UEE HEE HEE HA HA! THE FACES ON THE KINGS WERE PRICELESS, PRICELESS! THOSE FOOLS THOUGHT THAT THE WHOLE CASTLE WAS GOING TO BE UP IN FLAMES, FLAMES."
Seam snorted, slightly cringing afterwards.
"It was funny I'll admit... until King Spade made us clean the mess. We were here for 3 days straight..."
Walking to the back, Seam went to pick up one of the boxes. Sliding it to the front, and making their way to the other plug. They leaned over and plugged that plug in, turning around to check and see if Jevil had loaded the other machine already. Only to see Jevil aggressively shoving them inside the machine, Seam stopped for a second before howling out in laughter.
"Jevil?! HAHAHA, If that explodes, your going to be the one who fixes the machine AND cleans the mess up."
Jevil stopped, pondered for a few before taking them all out and putting them back inside more neatly. He gave Seam a sweaty smile and a thumbs up as he leans on the machine. Seam huffed, they went to dig through the box that they slid to the front of the stage, pulling out a bag of balloons. Jevil went to neatly place the other fireworks in the other machine, when he was done he trotted to the back and grabbed a unicycle and a few bowling pins from the juggling pile. As Seam started to blow up some of the balloons, Jevil hopped onto the unicycle and started to practice his juggling. He began to bounce on the unicycle, making the spring on the seat cry out under the Jester as he jumps. Jevil then switches to standing on the unicycle and rides the unicycle around where Seam was standing. He balances on one foot, he threw some of the bowling pins a bit higher.
Jevil gazes down at Seam, eyebrow waggling as he punctuates it with a "eh eh~." He gave Seam a stupid smug grin as Seam looked up at him with a small smirk of his own.
"Very impressive Jevil, but it would be even more impressive if you helped me out with the balloons first. Decorations are important you know."
Jevil let out a weak groan to mess with Seam for a bit before hopping off of the unicycle. Letting all the bowling pins and unicycle flop on the floor, he pranced towards seam, taking one of the balloons in hand.
"FINE FINE, BUT!... YOU HAVE TO PROMISE PROMISE TO HELP LITTLE OLD ME WITH OUR SONG LATER~!"
Seam nodded in agreement before they continued to blow up the balloons. By the time they were done, it was already time for the practice performance. Seam and Jevil were in the back, getting in position. Since it was only a practice run, they didn't need to set the stage props, this was to only show the Kings how the performance was going to go. They hope they could get approval for this performance, this one was much different than others. Usually it was more magic oriented, with Seam opening up with one of their amazing illusion spells. Jevil would usually play on to what Seam does, adding whatever pazzaz he could. After that, there would just be a pure comedy show, starring Jevil of course.
As the doors to the auditorium opened, Jevil and Seam stepped forward and gave everyone a bow.
"Welcome kings, prince and Rouxls. We are glad you could make it, this practice run will be more of a skeleton of the actual show. Mainly cause we want the performance itself to be more of a surprise since we decided to do something a little different."
Seam pulled out a piece of paper from their pocket, they cleared their throat and glanced over at Jevil who skipped on over to the light switches at the back of the stage.
"A skeleton of the actual show? How much are you actually planning on showing us today?"
King of Clubs crossed their arms, looking not too impressed with Seam's claims. King of diamonds nervously glanced over at the firework machines, wringing his hands a bit.
"Y-you aren't going to use those right? I'm not a huge fan of fireworks..."
Seam quickly turned their head, staring at the machine before looking back at King diamond.
"Oh don't worry, there's not too many in there. Mostly because of the last time it was used... but that won't happen again! We loaded it early so that later we could probably run some test runs."
King of Hearts, not really paying close attention to what Seam was currently saying, he observed Jevil in the back for a moment before turning his attention towards Seam.
"What's Jevil doing all the way over there?"
"Oh he's going to be using the lights to show the route of our steps during the performance! We thought this was better than to be running around right in front of you AND explain the show at the same time."
Seam lifted their hands up to the sides of their mouth as he faced Jevil,
"Jevil! turn the lights on and put them in the first position!"
Jevil cracked his knuckles, smiling before quickly flicking all of the levers on and pulling on the main levers of each lights to move them into the right place. Seam gave Jevil a small thumbs up as they faced back towards the kings, prince and Rouxls. Jevil leaned back on the wall, waiting for the second signal to move the main 2 lights that was suppose to represent him and Seam. He was about to shift his elbow on the pulled lever until he noticed the black goop he saw earlier in the "dinning room" area on top of it, he let out a little shriek before falling on his back.
This got the attention of Seam as they immediately scrambled towards Jevil.
"Whoa Jevil are you alright?! What's wrong?"
Seam quickly looked over Jevil, seeing if there was an injury of any kind on them. Seam patted him down to see if he would yelp out in pain or something. Jevil pushed Seams hands away, lifting up his hat a bit so he could run his hands through his hair. He put the hat back in place as he began to stand up.
"I-I'M AS GOOD A I CAN BE BE! ALTHOUGH I DID SEE SOMETHING..."
Jevil gazed back at the lever but saw nothing on it. He slapped a hand to his forehead and sighed, Seam looked on in concern.
"Jevil what in the world is going on with you? You've been acting really strange ever since we left the dinning room... you know you can tell me anything right? I would never judge you."
Seam placed their hand on their chest, almost as a silent promise to Jevil. Jevil took a moment to respond though, unsure if he should really say anything. He didn't want Seam to think he was going mad, but this was too strange to not say anything at all. Especially since Seam, most likely, probably wouldn't believe him if he said that he was fine again for the 5th time that day.
"...CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS LATER? WE KIND OF HAVE ROYAL GUEST GUEST TO IMPRESS."
Jevil cocked his head to the side, both glancing over at the group that was giving them questionable looks.
"If you say so.. I-"
"What is the hold up, you're wasting all of our precious time here! Some of us have better things to do, instead of watching this... tomfoolery"
King of Spade spoke up, effectively cutting off Seam. Seam quickly glanced over at Jevil, looking him up and down, before quickly limping back to the front of the stage.
Clearing their throat, they gave a little bow to the kings.
"I'm very sorry about that, we will continue with the display."
Waving their hand, Jevil got into position as he quickly started to maneuver the lights around. They gracefully slid along the stage, twisting and turning, sometimes even turning off and on.
Jevil painted the performance in the most dramatic way possible as Seam went on to explain each elegant swipe.
"Jevil will start at the front of the stage on the left. He will be sitting in a chair by a table, while I'll be at a different table. He'll soon stand up on the table while I'll move towards his table. We'll start to prance about the stage starting right to left and then to the center of the stage in the very front. We'll end it with a little dance and bam, the fireworks go off."
Seam snapped their fingers, signalling Jevil to turn off the stage lights. Flicking them off, Jevil walked over to where Seam stood. He put his hands to his cheeks and began to fake cheer, imitating the sounds of a crowd going wild, Seam chuckled at this. The 3 kings clapped, seeming satisfied with the formula. While King Spade didn't seem interested in it at all, he sighed and crossed his arms over his chest. Despite the King not enjoying the little mini show, the blue prince right beside him adored it. Lancer jumped up and down as he clapped vigorously, Rouxls glanced over at him for a second before starting to lightly clap himself.
Lancer leaned on the front of the stage, right on his tippy toes.
"Wow, I really liked the light show! I think it would be better if there were people though."
Lancer stuck his little tongue out, making his already squishy face even cuter.
"Oh well, there will be people next time I promise you that! Not only just that but there will be music, mainly written by Jevil, since he wanted to make a funny little tune."
Jevil stood loud and proud as all the attention went to him, he gave everyone a cheshire smile.
"Oh okay! umm can there be more blue lighting? OH! OH! and maybe EXPLOSIONS."
Lancer wiggled his little fingers, clearly unaware of last times incident when they thought of making 'Explosions.' He was meerly a baby at the time, only being able to poop and drool on himself. Not wanting to disappoint the young prince, they pondered it for a second. Not entirely sure how to potentially add more fireworks in a way that won't cause a disaster.
Seam squatted down so that they could see Lancer on eye level,
"We can uh... think about the explosion part, but we can totally add more blue lighting."
Lancer seemed satisfied with this answer as he spun around multiple times. He then went to grab onto Rouxls leg, who grunted at the unexpected touch but didn't seem to mind all too much as he didn't shake the boy off.
Speaking of Rouxls, he glanced at Jevil for a second before looking back at Seam.
"MIGHT I ASK THOU ABOUTETH THE SONG? I AM PONDERING WHO MIGHTEST BE WRITING IT?"
Jevil perked up at this, prancing closer to Rouxls, he sticks his tongue out in a goofy manner.
"UEE HEE HEE, THAT SHALL BE ME ME! SINCE SEAM USUALLY DOES MOST OF THE STAGE MAGIC~ I WANTED TO DO THE MAIN COURSE COURSE! IT SHALL BE FUNNY, YOU'LL LAUGH YOUR SOCKS OFF AH-HA!"
Rouxls eyeballed Jevil, lifting a finger up, he lightly pushed Jevil back.
"DOES THOU THINKETH IS A GOODST IDEA TO LET...HIM...MAKE THE SONGETH?"
Rouxls questions Seam, who shook their head, smiling a bit as they looked back at Rouxls.
"I'm pretty sure it will be fine. Since we were focusing more on the humor side of things, I only thought it was a good idea to let Jevil take the wheel. He IS the court Jester, and who's more of a fool than the Jester himself."
Lightly nudging Jevil, Seam laughes. Jevil, gasped very dramatically before fake crying.
"BOO HOO HEE HEE, SEAM SEAM! MUST YOU BE SO CRUEL CRUEL! YOU TWIST MY HEART INTO SILLY SILLY LITTLE KNOTS KNOTS!"
Jevil began to cackle, absolutely losing it. He laughed so hard that his head came off of his shoulders, the chain being the only thing connecting the two. Rouxls jumped back a bit, not expecting Jevil's head to literally fall off. He wasn't exactly looking where he was going though, letting out small yelp as he accidently trips over something. Falling to the ground, nearly missing seat that was right behind him. Rouxls, clearly fuming, lifted himself on his elbows and glared at what caused his little accident. Only to see the small prince, sound asleep on the floor, curled up in a little ball and sucking on his thumb. Rouxls stood silent for a second, staring at the Prince, he thought about waking the Prince up and admonish him or to just let it be. After a while, he let his head flop back down as his elbows finally gave up and slid down.Jevil chortled, kicking his legs in pure euphoric glee. Everybody, except for King, followed after. Much to Rouxls dismay, he let out a exasperated groan....*******************
Seam pulled out their room keys, placing it in the lock and turning it. They opened the door, scooting to the side a bit, they let Jevil in first. Who floated on in and immediately flopped on his bed that was on the right side of the purple and black colored room. The ceiling was decorated in little white and yellow stars that twinkled when the lights are off. There was a small moon at the corner of the ceiling. It changes as the days go by, currently being a waning gibbous moon. The floors of the room were covered in a purple carpet that seemed to have black sparkles on it, soft to the touch, Seam tries their hardest to keep it soft and clean. The furniture is mostly purple with speckles of black, dark green and very light hints of yellow here and there. Each side of the room represented both residents of the room. The left side of the room had a small shelf that was located on the right side of the purple sheeted bed, full of mostly magic based books. A wide dresser stood right besides the closet that they both shared, there was also objects like crystals, wands, some potion items like toe nails and hair were on the dresser. Looking back at the purple bed, there was a night stand on the left side that had a bowl of dark candies, a picture of Jevil and seam smiling, giving each other a side hug. A little lamp sat a little closer to the bed for Seam's late night reading sessions. For the most part, Seams side is pretty clean and well organized. Jevil side though... was the complete opposite, toys littered the floor of his side. All ranging from squeaky toys in the shape of ducks to slinkeys and knick knacks. Candy wrappers liter the dresser that was right by the mini hall way to the door. Random silly notes are sprawled all over the mirror of the dresser, some of them simply saying a joke that Jevil came up with that day or just some random doodles he drew when he got bored. Besides the messy dresser was a over flowing trash can that desperately needed cleaning, papers practically rule that corner of the room. Jevil's bed was also a mess, never being made properly, Jevil's neon green sheet was askewed. Black pillows almost coming out of their purple cases, the black mattress wasn't even fully on the bed anymore as Jevil constantly threw himself onto it. Moving the mattress a bit off of the black frame, and sometimes almost knocks over the night light and ball paddle that layed on his night stand. Yes Jevil side of the room was truly a mess, doesn't matter how many times Seam tells him to clean up, he just never does. Not cause he doesn't want to, Jevil's side of the room may seem like a mess to Seam but to Jevil it was the only way he can keep himself from losing things. So Seam had let it be for now, as long as his mess doesn't make it to their side.
Jevil, getting really comfortable underneath his covers, let out a soft sigh. He was about to lose the battle of sleep until Seam's voice broke through the silence.
"Do you still wanna talk about what happened earlier?"
Seam took of his hat and placed it on their night stand, they went to grab some clothes from their dresser.
"...I-...I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT WAS WAS! ITS A MYSTERY TO LITTLE OLD ME."
Jevil thought about it for a second, how could he go about telling Seam this. How does one explain seeing a small mass of black goop roaming around the 5th and 2nd floor? It just sounds so odd, to the point that Jevil himself couldn't even believe it. On top of that, it wasn't really that big of a deal. What could a small amount of black goop do? Other than maybe making things slimy and gross. Either way, it was most likely Jevil seeing things, it wouldn't be too strange. Jevil stays quiet as Seam looks at him in concern, they set their things down for a second. Walking over to Jevil and sitting down on his bed.
Jevil sighs and sits up from his laying position,
"IT'S PROBABLY JUST A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION, THESE MONOCHROME WALLS ARE BURNING MY IRISES IRISES!"
Seam chuckled, he looked around at their own room. It's probably the only colorful room in the castle.
"Atleast this room isn't all in black and white, let it be a breath of fresh air for you. I'm sure some rest will do you well too."
Seam patted Jevil's back and stood up, only for Jevil to pull him back down. Jevil turned to look at Seam with a sly smirk on his face, he digs deep into his pocket and pulls out a rolled up piece of paper.
"NAH-HA SEAM, MY DEAR DEAR FRIEND! YOU ALMOST FORGOT YOUR PROMISE TO ME ME!"
Unrolling the paper, revaling a page half filled.
"Oh right? How silly of me, it seems that things are slipping through the fabric of my mind these days."
They both laughed at this.
"IS IT BECAUSE YOUR GETTING OLD-"
"Let's stop talking about this for a bit..."
Jevil hooted, it took a while for him to regain his senses. When he did, he leaned over to his night stand, opening the drawer and pulling out a quill. He glanced down at the paper, skimming over it and then passing it to Seam to read. Seam grabbed the paper and started to read its content, face contorting to one of confusion.
As they continued to read, their face flushed a bit before letting their hands drop to their lap.
"uhh, Jevil? You know I love your sense of humor, I really do. But uhhh...are we sure this is a good idea? This song is a little...uh..."
"TOO HILARIOUS? TOO TOO ENGENIUS! TOO-"
"Raunchy? Yes... too ranchy for maybe the kings atleast. They'll probably like it, but I'm not sure if the princess and Queen would like it."
Seam read over the song again, thinking of ways to make it a little less... ranchy. Although, they would be lying if they said it wasn't funny. Some words could be replaced for more of an easier viewing.
Jevil rolled his eyes,
"AWW CMON SEAM! IT'S FINE FINE. FROM WHAT I HEARD THEY HAD MORE OF A SENSE OF HUMOR HUMOR THAN KING SPADE HIMSELF! AND THAT SAYING SOMETHING..."
Seam glanced back at Jevil, who shifted his face to one of a pout. He claps his hands together and started pleading to Seam to let them keep the lyrics.
They sighed, eventually falling to the little trick.
"Fine, we can keep it. BUT! We have to change SOME of the wording, we can probably switch them to more goofier words that mean the same thing but aren't as harsh-"
"DEAL DEAL!"
Jevil snatched the paper and started erasing some words, tapping the pencil on his chin in thought. Seam hovered over him and pointed to some other parts of the song that can be changed. The room was filling up with great ideas as the two laughed and talked about specific wordings.

Both looking forward to their performance....

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********************November 24, 2003"The day is finally here!"The probably shouldn't have waited last minute to get ready, they just couldn't help but to procrastinate. Spamton shoved open their closet, digging out their red suit to wear for that day. They placed it aside before going back into the closet, tossing a bunch of clothing onto their bed. Dresses, Sweaters, Suits and Sweatshirts of different colors went flying in the air, creating the worlds most messiest pile of clothing ever. They dig through the very back of the closet, pulling out a yellow colored suitcase. They lift it up, plopping it right onto their bed. Spamton began to take an arm full of clothing, shoving them into the suitcase. They began to go through their dresser, pulling out pairs of Pants, T-Shirts, Nightgowns and Sweatpants. They closed it and tried zipping it up, but they couldn't seem to get the zipper to close. So they got up onto the bed and hopped right onto the suitcase, using their weight to try and shut the suitcase up.
As they were trying to do this, Tasque Manager strode through the door.
"Hey Spam! You done with packing yet- GOOD LORD! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
Spamton stood stock still for a second, they gazed down toward their bag... which looked like it was going to burst at the seams. Letting out a nervous chuckle, Spamton hopped off the of bag.Leaning back on their heels, they sat on the bed.
"I'm just trying to get this closed, in a completely normal and reasonable fashion."Lifting their arm up towards the bag infront of them, they pointed to the bloated suitcase. Tasque gave Spamton a incredulous stare, stalking toward the bag and flicking it open. The top of the bag comically slapping spamton square in the nose, they twitched a bit but wasn't harmed by the bag.Tasque's face morphed to one of pure horror as she looked onto the opened bag, seeing the disheveled mess inside.
"... Please don't tell me you honestly thought you could pack this stuff in such a disorganized manner AND expected it to close without a problem..."
Tasque Manager lifted an eyebrow at Spamton, in pure disbelief. They stared back at Tasque Manager, giving her a crooked smile.
"Hehehe... well maybe? King of, with a bit of help from my body weight-"
"You do not weigh enough to close this Spam..."
Tasque interrupted matter of factly, Spamton's face dropped into a frown.
"Thanks for notifying me of that fact, I hadn't known!"Voice dripping with sarcasm, Spamton shuffled a little before reaching into the bag and taking the clothing out. Folding it before putting it down to the side, they began to separate each article of clothing. Tasque Manager didn't react much to the sarcastic response, as she knew that Spamton didn't truly mean anything by it.As they were pulling out the last pair of clothing, Tasque Manager noticed something very important was missing from the messy pile of clothing.
"Spam... your highness... You forgot to pack pairs of shoes."Spamton stopped folding the green sweater they had in hand, glancing down, they did... in fact... forget to pack shoes. Arms suddenly dropping, they let out a groan.
Rubbing their face, they began to chuckle before it esculated to a bout of laughter.
"HAHAAH oops! HEHEE, god I'm so stupid. I literally would've been left barefooted. If I would've went to Card Kingdom without packing a pair, King would've totally taken notice. He'd probably place thumb tacks on the floor or something like tha, that man was always so spiteful..."Glaring at nothing, Spamton imagined a situation where they screeched out in pain, King Spade's loud obnoxious laughter in the background. They cringed for a second before getting off of the bed. Tasque chuckled, she got up and followed Spamton to the closet. Spamton, crouching down to the ground, and started to look through the plethora of shoes they had, Heels, Sneakers, Dress Shoes you name it! The ground was practically littered in shoes."Don't you think you should get rid of some of these shoes? I feel like this is solely just a shoe closet."
She grabbed at some of the pair of shoes, closely and carefully examining them. She eventually handed them back to Spamton, who huffed at her, tsking at Tasque Manager for even saying that. They turned around, almost falling backwards in the process before Tasque softly placed her hand on their back, keeping them balanced."Oh Task...Task Task Task, you know nothing of fashion my dear~. The more shoes the better, gives me variety! Plus I uhh... like them too much to let them go."
Spamton gave a nervous chuckle as they grabbed some and place the aside for the suitcase, Tasque could practically see the outfit ideas that were coursing through their brain.Spamton has always been one for the arts, they were talented in most genres of arts. Fashion being one of the bigger ones that they're passionate about, next to music and digital/traditional art. Once Spamton got a couple of pairs, they began to try and pick them up, all at once of course. Over enthusiastic about getting the packing out of the way so that they can hang out in the throne room until the carriage is ready to take them all to Card Kingdom.Tasque rolled her eyes, walking toward Spamton and taking some of the shoes off of their arms and hands.
"Jesus, when will you ever learn to ask for help hah hah."
"Over my cold dead body!"
Spamton gave Tasque a mischievous grin, to which tasque glared back. They staggered a bit at how serious Tasque looked, but then they rolled their eyes and sucked their teeth.
"*Sigh* your no fun honestly..."Tasque snickered, she placed some of the shoes she took from Spamton on the floor. She then went to go look for some whipes by their desser but couldn't find any.
"Hey uh, do you have any wipes? We can't just place those shoes in without cleaning them a bit first."Spamton groaned and dropped all of the shoes they were carrying on top of the ones Tasque put down.
"No, why can't we just place them in the netting area. You know, away from the clothes that will be in the main part of the suitcase."Tasque stared at them in utter disgust,
"What are you?! An animal?! We are NOT doing that-"
Just as she was finishing that sentence, Spamton began to take some shoes and place them in the netted part of the Suitcase,
"Yeah, we not doin that. You can do that with your stuff, but if we do that now?... We'll be here forever."
She didn't say anything after that, watching the princess pick up shoes and neatly place them in the bag, for a change. She sighed as she started picking up the shoes and handing them off to Spamton.It took a bit for them to neatly place everything back into the suitcase but after an hour of reorganizing and folding clothing, they eventually finished. Spamton rushed to the other side of the bed where their red suit was sitting and grabbed it. Immediately going for the towel, they scanned over the time, seeing that they only had 30 minutes to shower and get dressed. Spamton silently cursed to themselves, skidding to the bathroom where they ripped off the big baggy shirt they wore and underpants. They quickly hosed themselves down with the shower head, wetting their hair. They would enjoy this shower more if they weren't in a rush, with a sigh Spamton placed the shower head to the side. Reaching for the small area by the window, where all the shampoo and condition was on, they squeezed the bottle of apple scented shampoo and scrubbed their hair down to its roots. After that they quickly rinsed that off, they smoothly but effiently applied the apple scented condition. Reaching up again to the same window area, they patted around for a bit before realizing that they forgot to grab their brush. "Oh you have to be fucking me right now... TASK! TASK I NEED YOU!"Hearing Spamton's quaking voice, not being use to being used at such a volume. Tasque came rushing over into the bathroom, there was a noticable drop of temperature in the room. Spamton usually bathed in cool to cold water, mainly cause since their main magic is ice/water they physically can't bathe with hot water. For they would hurt themselves by doing so, warm water is okay but they can only be in it for a certain amount of time before it becomes too much to handle."I'm here, I'm here, wassup-"
"My brush, I forgot to take it with me. It should be in my dresser by the hair bands."
Spamton quickly pointed towards the bathroom door, obviously wanting Tasque to retrieve their brush as quickly as she could.Not giving the princess a response, opting to take action instead. Tasque began to speed walk out of the door, it swiftly opened up as she pushed it with some force. It lightly tapped the wall right besides it, she didn't pay any kind though. For her eye were already gunning for the dresser in question, opening it up a bit gently, she forked through Spamton's dresser. Not trying to mess up their organized mess, she started to lightly push things aside until she found the black hair brush in question. Putting everything back the way it was, Tasque rushed back into the bathroom and poked the brush past the shower curtains."Your brush, my good sir~."Tasque could hear Spamton turning around, giggling to themselves before softly taking the brush. She backed up afterwards, looking at the shower curtains. she can see Spamton's shadow as they dramatically bowed with the hand they were holding the shower head with."Why thank you my good lady, how very kind of you hehehe!" They both chortled at this, before Spamton went back to quickly and aggressively combing their hair. Tasque, seeing that her job was done, went to take her leave, shouting a goodbye as she walked out the bathroom door. Before she left Spamton's room, she set a few things on the bed such as Spamton's favorite cream, deodorant and hair products. It wasn't long after Spamton was done doing their hair, they hopped out and dried themselves as quickly as they could. Wrapping a towel around their torso, they immediately grabbed the blow drier and rushed out of the bath room. Taking a seat at their dresser, they plugged in their hair drier at a near by wall. With one hand, they dug through their dresser for a yellow roll brush, while the other hand held the hair drier upwards. Not wanting to blow anything off of their dresser and or risk the chance of melting or burning something if they placed it down. They began to painfully straighten their hair, they wouldn't have time to put some hair jell in it to they decided to just slap the moisturizer onto their hair and hope for the best. Once they were done with that, they glanced over to their bed. Noticing that everything they needed was on it already, they smiled a bit to themselves. Silently thanking Task for making their life easier, they began to sped walked to their bed. Smearing cream all over themselves and swiping deodorant down, they wrestled with some of their clothing for they didn't take the time to make sure that they were COMPLETELY dried. Atleast it was ironed, they would've probably looked like a lunatic if they went to the card kingdom in all wrinkly clothing. Struggling a bit with their red slacks, they hopped on over to the long mirror that was hanging on the back of their main door. Finally being able to slip into them, they buttoned and zippered them up quickly. Fixing any loose ends, they closely inspected their appearance. Swooping their hair back so that it didn't look so goofy, but of course they failed at doing so. Eventually, giving up on their hair, they went to go and put their shoes on. Arguing with themselves as to whether they wanted to wear black ankle heeled boots or dress shoes. They grew tired of this though and just decided to do a little Ini Mini Miny Moe game, covering their eyes eith their arm and pointing back and forth at the two shoes. At the end of the little game, their pointer finger ended up on the dress shoes, despite this though, Spamton took a minute before randomly grabbing the heels. Tossing them to the side and grabbed some socks, they jumped onto their bed. Shuffling into both, they stood up and grabbed their suitcase.They were struggling a bit with the luggage, Spamton roughly sighed and left the bag behind for a second. Walking to their door, they peaked out a bit, seeing if Clay was waiting outside like usual. To which, they were, standing there like always."Hey pst pst, Clay. Can I kind of need your help for a second please."Clay, the Swatchling in question, jolted at the sudden attention that was placed onto them.
"O-oh Your Highness! Yes of course, I was here for you anyways. Queen told me to come fetch you when you were done packing."Spamton smiled at this and kicked their door open, motioning for the Swatchling to come inside. They pointed towards the heavy suitcase,
"The bag is right over there, be careful though! I probably over packed a bit hehe"
Rubbing the back of their neck, they made some room for Clay to easily slide the suitcase by.Clay looked down for a second at the suitcase, wondering to themselves."The princess usually doesn't struggle with heavy things due to the natural strength they get from their magic."
Scanning the bottom area of the luggage, they see that the bag was a bit damaged by the wheels.
"Ah, I see the problem. It appears to be a bit broken sir, but don't worry I could just carry it."The Swatchling swiftly lifted the suitcase up before Spamton could say anything about it. Spamton, a bit startled by the sudden movement, flopped backwards. Not completely falling on the ground, but they ended up leaning on their dresser. shaking their head, they fixed themselves, realizing that they were missing two very important things. Their experiment, that being an endless bag! They decided to try and use a new spell they found in a old spell book they food in a abandoned library that they totally did not go to! They didn't know what to put it on until their eyes fell on their trusty adventuring bag, it always seemed to end up full to the very top when they decided to sneak out of the manor at times. So far, it seems like the spell had in fact worked! All they gotta do is think up the item they wanted to pull out and POOF, it appears out of the bag when they go grabbing for it inside.The other thing they were missing were their magic wand, the Mystical Parasol~... ya the name was still in the works. The parasol was an umbrella that Spamton made for themselves, they wanted a weapon that was easy to carry around. One that didn't scare people when seeing it, something that could blend in easily and can have more than one purpose. What better thing to do then to make a magical umbrella! They went to magic shops in world where magic was more of a prominent thing, getting fabric and other things for said umbrella. They spent 1 whole month, slaving over their work space making this thing. They embedded their magic into it so that they were the only being that can make the umbrella fully functional. They did this by allowing the umbrella to open up to ONLY their magic, the only thing that someone could possibly do with it was shoot small bursts of energy from the tip, for they couldn't open up the umbrella to its full potential. If someone tried to take the umbrella while it was opened, it would immidately shut on them, not sparing any fingers. It could also change color based on Spamton's outfit, since they weren't sure what color they wanted to make it.Spamton quickly ran to the closet while Clay strodes out the front door of their room with the suitcase over their shoulder. They open it to find the endless bag on the very door handle. Grabbing it, they start looking up and down for their parasol. Until remembering where it was, softly slapping their forehead in realization, hey began to dig through the black and brown bag they were currently holding and pulled out a larger than average umbrella. Stagging the weapon holster that was on a clothing hook by the front door, Spamton Swiftly puts it on and clips the umbrella onto the holster. Making sure its in the right place, as they slink the pit bag onto their back and opened their door. As they walked out, they see Clay waiting at the side of the door. Nodding to the Swatchling, both of them start making their way to the throne room. The princess clearly being able to hold their excitement back, softly hummed a little tune as they went. ****************************Spamton eagerly rapped their fist on the throne room door, waiting for someone to finally open it. They bounce on their tippy toes for some time before hearing foot steps quickly rushing to the door.The door quickly swung open, but abruptly stopped before it could fully open.
"Oh oh, come in come in. Quickly, you'll let the cold air out the room."
Queen ushered whoever was behind the door inside. Spamton opened the door wider, letting Clay come in with their luggage. They pointed towards the table, motioning the Swatchling to place the bag there.With a soft thud, the Swatchling dropped their bag right on the side of the table, near Queen's throne. Not expecting the sound, Queen jumped a bit before glancing at the bag that was just placed. Queen then pivoted around, connecting the dots and realizing that Spamton had finally arrived."Oh Spam, my darling~! I'm so glad you finally made it, took you long enough to be honest. Ho ho ho~"
Queen chuckled a bit, lifting a dignified hand to her face. Spamton tilted their head, they weren't paying attention to what Queen was saying. Instead, they tried looking past her head. They noticed that one of the security camera's that's usually off was turned on, it showed a familiar area... but Spamton couldn't but their finger on why. It was too hard to see, for there seem to have been no light at all in this room, but it kind of looked like-Before Spamton could finish the thought though, Queen immediately turned around and stared at the screen Spamton was examining. Taking a second before she shrugged and turned the cam off. She spun around for a bit before standing up and walked to Spamton,"Uhh what were you looking at there? That cam is usually off."
Queen shook her hand and waved the question off,"Oh that? It was nothing really, I hadn't turned that camera on in so long, I almost forgot what was on it LOL."
'Lmao' quickly flashed across her screen, before turning blank again. She continued to walk past Spamton toward the massive amount of luggage that was all huddled in the back of the room. They all range from color and shades of blues to greens, of course that includes the color of Queen's favorite drink... Battery acid green. She reached into one of her bags and pulled out a wine glass and some battery acid, pouring herself a cup and drinking it in one gulp. She poured herself another afterward and started swirling it around. She honestly had a problem, but since she was a robot, there wasn't much to be concerned about. Queen stalked back to the screens, peering up at them."Well was there anything interesting on there? I'm pretty sure that's the camera to the basement if my memory served me correct... atleast that's what you told me."
Queen stutter for a second, taking a few quick sips of her drink. She placed the glass chalice down by the surveillance cams before shrugging again, a set of question marks appearing on her visor."Nah, nothing too crazy, you could barely see through it anyways, It's practically pitch black! probably should just disable it, complete waste of money and space."
Queen clicked her tongue, staying quiet for a second as she glanced over at the other screens. Spamton kind of found that to be odd, Queen was a robot. She should've been able to see what was on the screen using her night vision that was installed on her system. Them, on the other hand, could not. They were an Addison, a humanoid bird like program. The only thing that could do that was remotely technology based was create pop ups. Despite this strange behavior, Spamton didn't think nothing of it. Queen probably saw nothing interesting at all and just deemed the camera useless in that specific area. Although that doen't mean it didn't peak Spamton's interest a little.Before Spaton could ask if they could see the basement room's camera, they noticed that Queen was magically by their lugagge."You know sweetheart, I thought you would pack more things. Unless you did that endless spell on your suitcase?"
Queen moved Spamton's suitcase a bit, lifting it up for a second before putting it back down. Realizing that its incredibly heavy, she muttered a small nevermind as she rubbed at her arms, she must've strained them a bit."Haha! Aww did you hurt yourself? Don't worry, I couldn't lift it up myself... mainly cause its almost twice my size."
Queen rolled her eyes as she flicked her wrist, doubting that Spamton couldn't pick it up. They were probably too lazy to do so, its nice to see them ask for help for once though. Queen scanned through her built in clock, 10 more minutes before the carriages arrive to take them to Card Kingdom. Queen glanced at the door for a second, wondering where the hell Tasque Manager and Swatch could be.Just as she was wondering this though, the latter walked through the door. They strode in with a White backpack on their back and a white and black suitcase, the suitcase had a pink, blue and yellow square on the front, reminiscent of Swatch's monochrome suit. They huffed a bit before ploppling their bag on the table and taking a seat,
"Excuse my tardiness your highness and majesty, I was struggling to find my cufflinks."Spamton gave swatch a sweet smile,
"Ah, don't worry about it. As long as your here then you good, plus I took my sweet ass time getting here too."
Swatch, finally catching their breath, huffed out in amusement. They bowed in their seat, showing their gratitude.
"As kind as ever, I'm glad I made it in time aleast. It would suck if I had to chase down the carriage ride..."
Spamton chuckled at Swatch's remark, the two continued to talk to each other as Queen checked something off her mental checklist.Queen clasped her hands together,
"Perfect! Just in time to, the carriage! Should be here in 9 minutes. Now all we're missing is Tasque Manager."
Queen tapped her chin, thinking about Tasque's whereabouts. Spamton sprung up at the mention of the carriage being here in less than 10 minutes, gleefully giggling to themselves. Swatch looked on in platonic adoration, they were happy that Spamton was finally enjoying themselves."I see you can't wait to see Lancer again, hm?"
"Well yeah! He's literally the only reason why I'm going... other than royal duties of course."
Spamton rubbed the back of their neck, before leaning their elbows on the table.
"To hell with the kings, especially King Spade. They can do whatever they want, a long as I get to see Lancer, I will be happy."
"I'm pretty sure no one will be bothering you that much, maybe King but we all know you can be rebelliously stubborn. Not saying you don't have any right to be of course."Spamton grinned at this, they've always giving King a hard time. The two would always get into fights, sometimes leading to shouting competition. If it ever escalated from that, Queen would've made sure to interfer. Not wanting King to lay a single finger on her child. The other kings didn't bother Spamton too much, so they didn't argue much with them. That doesn't mean they didn't have their disagreements though, especially since the other kings were... well, not the best at their jobs, To put it lightly. Spamton was very annoyed by this, rightfully so. Hopefully there wouldn't be any huge fights, Queen doesn't want to have to pull Spamton away from someone. They aren't someone that would jump to violence but they do have a mouth on them.
Swatch's mention of people bother Spamton reminded Queen of a certain guest that could probably ruin the whole 'vacation' for them."Umm about that, there's actually someone I forgot to mention. Remember I told you other people from other dark worlds were coming over, yes?"
Queen looked over her shoulder, momentarily putting a pause to her thoughts about Tasque Manager's location. Spamton looked up at her questionably,
"... With the way you said that, it makes me think your about to mention... a certain someone..."
Spamton grimaced at the meer thought of this person, hoping and praying that they wouldn't see them there. Although, it was less likely going to go in their favor. Queen sighed,
"I mean, its not like I have the power to tell him not to come-"
"God please no..."
"Spam, darling! sweety pie, my dear daughter-"
"Would you just spit it out?!-"
"Its mike"
"UGH WHHHHHHHY!"Spamton dramatically falls to their knees, Queen giggles for a second before walking over to Spamton, patting their back.
"Listen, I don't like him as much as you do, but we all know he has the most power in his world. Meaning he basically runs it, now we might not agree with HOW he runs it but we don't exactly have a say in that. Just make sure he doesn't try to scam you out of a house and home."
Spamton peeked up from their slouched position, glancing over at Swatch. Swatch gave Spamton an apologetic look, understanding why they didn't want to see him. Spamton started getting back up, dusting their clothing off a bit and fixing their poofy hair.
"Him trying to scam me is the least of my concerns."Queen looked back at the cameras, seeing if she could spot Task Manager in them. Not seeing any sign of her, she turns back to Swatch,
"Swatch, dear, have you seen Task anywhere? She should've been here by now, its always either you or her being the first ones in this room when we do something like this."Swatch shook their head, looking up at Queen, wondering where Tasque was as well.
"No, I'm afraid I have not seen her. Maybe she's busy with catching one of her loose kittens again."Spamton, after finally having fixed their hair, gazed up at Queen.
"She came by my room to help me out with my luggage, but she practically left right after we finished. She should be here soon. In fact..."
Spamton sported a Cheshire smile as he gazed up at Queen for a second, obviously plotting something.
" I'm going to bet, in the last 5 minutes she'll be here."
"Oh we're doing bets now?"Queen gave Spamton her goofy cartoonish face, before slamming 20 dark dollars onto the table that was right beside them. Swatch and Spamton shared at it in shock, they both turned to stare at each other. Spamton wasn't exactly expecting Queen to pull out money, but they weren't complaining! Giving Swatch a mischievous look, they enthusiastically shook Queens hand.
"DEAL!"
Laughing like a maniac, they both sat down in a chair and stared at the throne room's front door. It took Swatch a second to regain their professional composure, but eventually they laughed at this and decided to turn their seat towards the throne room door too. Wanting to see who would win this silly little betNot too long after, Tasque Manager came strolling in. She had two suitcases with her, they were both a light electric blue with little tasque on them. She stopped by the door, not going too far in."Sorry, I was busy packing some stuff up. Got a bit distracted heh heh."
Giving a apologetic little laugh, she shuffled her suitcases a bit so that she can walk easier with them."HA! I WIN WOOOOO!"
Spamton, arms in the air, cheered as they snatched the money off of the table. They did a little dance, feeling truly victorious. Queen's screen flashed a quick '@ @' before she went to check her built in clock again. Only to see that, yes Spamton has in fact one."God dammit... welp, there goes 20 dollars LOL."
Watching the two in pure confusion, Tasque Manager lifted an eyebrow. She glanced over at Swatch, "uhhh mind explaining what's going on here?"
Swatch turnt to Tasque,
"Spamton bet that you would be here in the last 5 minutes we had here and Queen said you would be at the very last minute. Although it seems like Queen's guess was wrong."
Swatch chuckled a bit, watching Tasque's face drop to a small frown. She wasn't genuinely upset, but she was annoyed at how Queen thought she would be their at the last minute, this was the only time she was this late.
"How... Sweet."
Tasque's sarcastic response made Swatch laugh out loud. Tasque Manager stared at Swatch and rolled her eyes.Not wanting to waste anymore time on this, Tasque quickly got Queen's and Spamton's attention to tell them the news.
"If you don't mind me interrupting your little celebration your majesties, our carriage seemed to have arrived earlier than expected. Its waiting just outside in the front yard."
Giving both Spamton and Queen a small bow, she turned on her heel and signalled some Swatchlings over to help out with Queen's and Spamton's luggage. Queen wasn't expecting it to be this early but it beats waiting another 5 more minutes, glancing over at Spamton she opened her mouth.
"Well it looks like we better be off then, hm?"She glanced down to where she thought Spamton was going to be, but saw no one there. Her head shot upwards to find Spamton already getting their door swatchling to get it for them. She laughs to herself for a second, shaking her head at Spamton's silliness.She pivots and strolls out of the room as the Swatchlings that were summoned struggled a bit with her luggage, there were just so many. Spamton only really needed one person to carry their stuff, as they only had one bag. Swatch seemed fine with carrying their own things and Tasque had already left the room by the time they were all getting their things together. Spamton kept bouncing up and down, waiting excitedly as Clay picked their bag up again. Once they did, Spamton skipped out of the room and made their way out into the yard of the manor where the carriage waited.***********************

Once Spamton trotted past the main doors of the manor, Spamton was awestrucked. The baroque-esque, large black carriage, bejeweled in sparkly pearls that ranged in size was the prettiest thing Spamton had probably ever seen. Sometimes they were amazed at some of the privilages that royalty have.Jolted out of their train of thought by the clobbering of the horse's feet on the floor, its master, seated on the front. The pippen was pretty small in size, but seemed to hold themselves in confidence as they commanded the horses to calm themselves. Spamton began to stalk toward the carriage until they were pulled back by Queen.
"Sweetheart! You forgot your crown! I can't believe you keep forgetting to wear it, after I had it lovingly crafted for you."Queen gasped as she pulled Spamton a bit closer to her, checking to see if it was hooked onto their weapon holster. She feigned a sorrowful expression, she made a show of being "upset" about them forgetting a crown. It wasn't like they wanted to forget, they just don't feel like they were ready for it. They felt like they haven't proven themselves, to whom, even Spamton didn't know. Despite spending 6 years in the manor, 5 and a half of them being royalty. It was still shocking they even made it this far, not thinking that their art was going to help them make it into the manor.They felt almost as if, they were unworthy. What if they made a mistake and mess everything up for everyone. What type of princess/prince would they be if they let everyone down.Spamton paused before giving Queen a response,
"Its not THAT big of a deal, relax. I can just go back and get it, it should be somewhere on my bed frame-"
Before they could start walking off, Queen pulled them back again and started tutting."Oh no no no, that would be unnecessary. We could get Swatch to quickly run and get it for you silly~!"
Before Spamton could protest further, Queen called Swatch over.
"Look don't worry, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't mind taking the small trip to your room to get it, kay? You just go to the carriage and wait inside, I'll be there in a second."Spamton looked like they wanted to say something but kept their mouth shut. They let their head fall to the ground as they stalked off toward the carriage in silence.Swatch eventually made their way to Queen, quickly giving orders to a few Swatchlings before giving Queen their full undivided attention.
"Swatch... just to check in with the thing we discussed about last week. You did give the orders to the Swatchlings to block off the basement yes?"
Swatch leaned in closer, not wanting anyone to hear the conversation they were having with the queen."Yes I told them to lock it for now, but once we leave for Card Kingdom, I told them to start blocking the area off."
Queen hummed at this, nodding in approval. She leaned back in again and whispered.
"That's great, although before you completely block off access, I want them to go down stairs and clean up some of the cameras there. The lighting is fine, I can see not matter the darkness. Although the dust and cobwebs are the only issue."Queen examined her nails, probably putting on a mask so that no one around them would suspect anything.
Swatch understood the task it was giving, turning around to leave until Queen stopped them.
"Sorry, just one more thing. Spamton forgot to take her crown with her, could you be a doll and get it for me please. She said its most likely on top of her bed frame."
Queen patted Swatch's back, finally moving away."We'll be out there for a while, the 1 day on the road to Card Kingdom AND 2 weeks in the actual kingdom itself. There's no way we can make a quick trip back for it, so we might as well get it now."
Swatch gave a final nod before running off to retrieve the crown and complete the other task.Queen walked to the carriage and opened the door. She walked into Tasque and Spamton talking about all the cool stuff they were going to be doing over there. Tasque brushing Spamton up on some of the residences since its been a while since they've all been there. It seemed like the two were in their own little world, enjoying the moment, Queen took a seat across from Spamton.About 10 minute later, Swatch came back with the crown in hand. Spamton hesitantly took it, looking at it for a second before placing it on their head. Tasque began to coo at Spamton, calling them adorable and pinching their cheeks. To which Spamton blushed furiously, very lightly slapping Tasque's hands away from them. Swatch joined in on the fun sooner or later, the scene was very heartwarming. The other two babying Spamton no matter what age they were, Spamton despite their protest, secretly loves the affection they get from Swatch and Tasque. Queen herself jokingly babying them too, of course it was all fun and games. Spamton was growing up, but even so, everyone else was much older than them. It always felt like home in the manor.Which is why...She works so hard to keep the people she loved the most safe, if that means withholding information and doing things in secret then she'll do it without hesitation. Only wanting the best for her make shift family.If that paints her as the villain... then so be it.There was a small whistle sound before the carriage started moving on its own, everyone's gaze falling on the window. Carrying them away on their 24 hour adventure to a whole 'nother world....

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**************** "mmm...h-huh?"Spamton rubbed at their eyes as they stirred awake, blinking a couple of times. Once their vision started clearing up, they noticed that they were still in the black and bejeweled carriage. They glanced around at everyone around them, noticing how everyone was strangely sitting stock still. There was a strange static around their heads, blocking their faces. They were positioned as if they were just having a very interesting conversation, before freezing out of no where. Spamton jolted a bit at the disturbing and sudden display, they reached over to touch Tasque who was seated right besides them. But when touching her, they've noticed a couple of things. The first being that Tasque is cold to the touch, the second being she's as hard as a rock (heh), but even with a small push they were able to move her with relative ease.Snatching their hand away, they took a few seconds to think of what could possibly be happening. They think back to what they were doing before all of this. Back to them having that conversation about the residences in Card Kingdom, some of the more important things that they will have to do, and about some preformance that the Court Jester and Court Magician had for them and Queen. Queen was just listening in at the time but decided to finally say something, something about... king? Probably her complaining about seeing him again. Swatch said something too but they weren't paying attention, they were already... already falling... ASLEEP!"OOooooh! That's it, ha ha... I'm just asleep. Having another weird ass dream, man I almost had a heart attack there-"Tilting their head to the side where the window was, the curtains were drawn, allowing Spamton to see outside. Right as they came to their conclusion, they saw something familiar right in the reflection of the window, sitting right besides them. It was the same creature they saw in their dream a week ago, all black and slimy with the same cheshire smile and cracked face. Jumping back, Spamton let out a yelp. Immediately turning around, checking to see if that same creature was right besides them. Only to find Tasque Manager on the other side, she was further away from before though... probably from them accidently bumping into her.Spamton lifted a hand to their chest, feeling their heart trying to break out into the open air. Struggling to catch their breath, they hunched over, leaning closer to Queen
"Just... breath...just breath, it was probably just a figment of your imagination. In....Out...In...Out...In..."Just as they were getting a hang of their breathing, they glanced up toward the seat in front of them. Only to be face to face with the same slimy monster they saw in the reflection. Spamton leaped backwards, feeling everything spinning around them, they let out a loud cry."AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"**********************"AAAaaa- ah..."Hand immediately moved to their shoulders. Spamton physically shaking, hadn't registered that they were screaming until their voice cracked and stopped.
"Whoa Whoa Spam! Relax! Relax! Its okay... you're going to be okay."
Tasque was rubbing at Spamton's shoulders in a soothing manner, she were sitting in front of them now. Queen was to their right while Swatch was right beside her standing, they all looked at them with faces full of concern. Spamton huffed and puffed, they felt disconnected from themselves, everything felt blurry. They could feel their heart ramming against their chest, every inch of skin and feather was drenched in sweat. With tears in their eyes, they clutched onto Tasque's navy blue blouse, desperately trying to regain their sense."Spam darling what happened? You were tossing a little in your sleep before you shot up screaming out of no where!"
Queen leaned a bit closer, scanning them and making sure that it was okay to lean in and hug them. But before Queen could do so, Spamton put their hand up, motioning her to stop. Spamton couldn't even give her a proper response, trying to hold onto something more stable so they could try and stand. Through some mumbles, Spamton managed to let out a few scrambled words."I-I need... air."Queen stared at Spamton, finally understanding what they were saying. She gets up and walks by a small window at the front of the carriage.
"Hey, can we stop for a second? We all are, uhh... getting a bit antsy in here and wanting some fresh air."
The pippen driving glanced down, eye bags large enough to rivals Spamton's.
"Your majesty, with all do respect, Card Castle isn't that far from here. We have a few miles to get through, its best if you waited until we arrived-"
"Stop the carriage now."
Queen's tone a voice didn't change from the usual, even her face remained the same. Smile and all, but her visor said, 'serious' and with the sudden interruption it was pretty obvious that Queen wasn't asking.The pippen fumbled for a few before aggressively jolting the carriage to a stop, making the pippen and the people in side flop around. Swatch fell backwards onto a seat, while Tasque Manager flopped to her side, lifting her arm she stopped herself from almost connecting with the wall right behind Spamton. Spamton almost fell entirely until Tasque caught them with her other hand, pushing them into a standing position. Queen, being the only one that was holding on to something already, only jolted a bit. She turned her head back to check if the others were okay, before turning it back."Wow! Pretty poor parking skills, you sure you're fit for this job?"The Pippen sat up, fixing their clothing, they nervously chuckled and muttered out a small 'sorry'. Queen shaking her head in disapproval, she turned around to check on Spamton, who was still hyperventilating. She grabbed their hand and guided them to the door, she opened it up and stepped out first. She then helped Spamton out, they wobbled a bit once their first foot was out of the carriage but after both were on solid ground their stance stabilized. Making room for the others to get out, Queen motioned Spamton toward a tree so that they could sit down.Taking the offer, Spamton sat down and tried to regulated their breathing again. Obviously struggling, they began to roughly rub their face in frustration, groaning in despair. Queen stood there, watching them, unsure of how to handle a situation as emotional as this. She turned to Swatch and Tasque Manager, hoping that they knew what to do. Swatch was the first one to do something, they began to walk up to Spamton, clearing the area next to them, they took a seat."...The trees here are nice."
"h-huh?"
Spamton peaked through their fingers, momentarily distracted. Swatch pointed up to one of the many trees that surrounded them.
"The trees, the leaves are so beautiful, I never seen anything like it."
Spamton slowly lift their head up, letting their hand rest on their knees. They glanced at the red, magenta and purple leaves flying through the air. Falling on the ground as autumn slowly slips on by."That's cause we don't live in an area that has trees dummy, hah hah."
Tasque Manager strolls by Spamton, leaning on the tree and looking down at the both of them. "I'm aware... your comment is unnecessary."
Swatch crosses their arms, they glared up at Tasque. Tasque wasn't effected by this though, as she chuckled and glanced at the leaves on the tree."You know...I've always wanted to make a HUUUGE pile of leaves and just... flop right onto it."
Tasque lifted her arms up, animatedly showing the size of the leaf pile. She gazed down at Spamton who was breathing less erratically now, not entirely calm but much better from before. They stared at Tasque Manager for a little, trying to hold onto the words she was saying.Swatch gave Tasque a mildly confused look,
"You? Making a big pile of DIRTY leaves and JUMPING into that pile. Making an even BIGGER mess? That's something I got to see."
Swatch let out a hollering laughter, Tasque rolled her eyes.
"Oh PLEASE, you should be the last one talking! I highly doubt you would jump in yourself!"
Swatch, now chuckling softly, pointed towards Tasque.
"I never said anything about ME jumping in, of course I wouldn't! I wouldn't even go near a pile of dirty leaves, I just doubt that you would even jump into a pile yourself. With that fact that your such a neat freak, you constantly complain about things being dirty and disorganized."
Tasque gawked at them for a bit, struggling to get words out."Wha- But- you- You complain about messes yourself!! You know how much of a hypocrite you sound?!"
As Swatch and Tasque continued to argue, Spamton watched on. Completely distracted by their arguing, their breathing and heart rate are finally at a normal pace. They can feel themselves coming back to reality, feeling like they were back in their body again. Spamton gazed back at the leaves on the trees, looking at a leaf that just snapped off of its branch. Falling slowly yet elegantly to the ground, right by Queen's feet. Spamton locked eyes with Queen, who was staring back at them in full concern. She looked stuck, wanting to help but not entirely understanding how. She probably wanted to ask Spamton what happened back there, or maybe she already knew. Although, Spamton wasn't ready to have that conversation again with Queen, or with anyone to be exact."...I wouldn't mind jumping into a pile myself, I can't remember the last time I did something like that."
Swatch and Tasque had stopped arguing once they heard the princesses soft voice. It sounded a bit weak, probably still recovering from their panic attack. They stared at Spamton for a bit, then glanced over at Queen. Who had her eyes closed, deep in thought. After a few more seconds, she opened her eyes and looked at the group in front of her."Hmmm, the DOES sound like a good idea. Ho ho ho! So good that I think we should do that right now!"
Letting out a hearty laugh, she pivoted around towards the driver. The Pippen gawked at them all, waving their hands manically in the air.
"W-wait wait WAIT! If we do that, we'll arrive a the manor late! W-what would the kings say, what in the world would KING say?!"
Trembling, the Pippen placed their hands on their cheeks in a fit of panic. Spamton was about to interject, but was interrupted by Queen.
"Aww cmon! It'll be fun, and honestly who cares about what the kings have to say. We'll get there before the day ends."
Queen waves her hand, calling the others over as she walked up to a tree where there appears to be a lot of leaves on the ground.Queen started to shovel a bunch of leaves together into one pile, making sure to create a big enough pile for everyone. The others started to kneel down and take small piles of leaves, throwing them into Queen's huge pile. Swatch would dust themselves off every time they were done with touching one pile of leaves. Tasque's face scrunched up a bit as she was touching them, probably praying that there were no bugs crawling up onto her. Spamton on the other hand, was tossing as many leaves into the pile as they could. Kicking trees hard enough for more leaves to fall, it was honestly a great stress reliever. Happy to find a distraction, and to stop the inevitable conversation that they will most likely have with Tasque, Queen and Swatch.They all continued to gather every last leave off the ground, Successfully making a behemoth of mountain. Spamton then casually walked up to the tree right besides the leaf mountain, before suddenly climbing it."Whoa Spam, what are you doing??"
Spamton glanced down, seeing Swatch nervously gazing back up at them.
"I'm trying to get some better leverage, I want all of the leaves to scatter about!"
Swatch, thinking it was a bad idea, was about to usher Tasque or maybe even Queen to get them down from there. Until Queen started to climb up after Spamton, heels digging into the tree's stump."Good idea, Spam my dear~! Hopefully we don't crack our heads open or something... nah we'll be fine."
It didn't take that long for Queen to catch up to Spamton, mainly since she has longer legs than them. The others glanced at each other, before deciding to not dwell on it and started climbing.Eventually they all made it to the top of the empty tree, Spamton could see the top of the other trees. Lifting their head up, they took a second to feel the cold breeze flowing through their feathers and hair. They felt like they were on top of the world, adrenaline coursing through their viens as they glanced down to the ground. The others seemed to be in the same state of euphoria, basking in the after glow of climbing up a random tree."So, uhhh how are we going to do this? Do we just jump down whenever we feel like it?...or?"
Tasque peered at Spamton and the others, already seeming like she wanted to get down from the tree. Spamton smirked before fixing their stance.
"Nah, I was thinking of counting to 3 and just having us all jump down at the same time."
"Oh okay cool-" Tasque was perfectly fine with the idea, but before she could finish her sentence. Swatch nervously piped up,
"Wait what-"Not having enough time to air out their grievances, Spamton immiedately started the countdown.
"321 GOOOOOOoooo!"
Spamton, without giving Swatch time to prepare themselves physically and mentally. Rapidly counted down, Jumping off from the tree, the other followed suit. Swatch stood a bit longer on the tree before deciding to go in after them. Covering their face with their hand, they jumped down, clenching their teeth.
Woooooooooosh~
The leaves flew up into the sky, as the group plopped down below right onto the crunchy leaves. There was in fact enough to cushion their fall, none of them really feeling any pain from jumping off of a high place."uggh, God why did you count so fast. I wasn't mentally prepared for that."Swatch groaned out, not exactly in pain, but moreso relieved that they didn't break an arm or something. Spamton, too distracted by the thrill of jumping off of a high place, was creating a small leaf angel. Giggling and laughing to themselves, there was tears in their eyes. They haven't done something like that in so long, last time they did that was with... the addisons. A nagging sense of melancholy filled them, along side joy, they started to cry a bit. Spamton felt hopeful but also hopeless, they felt euphoric but also sorrowful, they felt alive.... but also dead at the same time. Laughing and crying, they felt like a mess.The others were silent, not aware of Spamton's inner termoil, they all began to laugh along side them. Despite everything, Spamton still enjoyed this moment.**********************By the time they all started to stand up from the ground, the Pippen was already sitting back on the carriage. They seemed antsy, impatiently waiting for all of them to return. The sun was still up in the sky, but not for long, they could already see that the sun was starting to make its way down. Tasque was the first one to hop in, Swatch went in after her. Spamton was about to walk in, until Queen stopped them, pulling them lightly by their suit sleave. She leaned in and whispered,"Spam, how are you feeling now? You... haven't had a panic attack like that in a while."Queen sporting a worried expression, staring at Spamton, she waited for a response. They let out a shaky breath, knowing where this conversation was going, they stapled on their reward losing smile."Ya I'm fine, just had the usual dream you know... "Not wanting to elaborate on the specific nightmare they usually came to Queen about, they shuffled nervously in place. Queen noticed something was off, probably sensing that Spamton wasn't telling her everything. She reached over and placed a hand on their shoulder once again, almost like before. She glanced behind them before looking back at Spamton."Sweetheart... you don't have to keep anything from me, you know that right? Are you SURE that's the dream you had? I get you react in a very strong ways when you remember those awful times. But this seems different, it was almost like you saw something."Queen... was acting a bit strange, Spamton cocked an eyebrow at her. Yeah they tend to say something different whenever they woke up from a dream, but out right screaming wasn't anything new. In fact, they could remember walking up many times from grabby hands, wondering in places that they shouldn't be. Screaming until their voice was sore, begging, pleading for anyone to help them-Okay no they weren't going to think about that now, not when Queen is asking if they were okay. Despite Queen's line of question throwing Spamton off for a bit, they fixed their posture and feigned confidence. They had a hunch that Queen probably knows what they were dreaming about, but if they said anything about it. It would probably be the same spiel about how its just stress that driving them crazy."I'm positive, now can we please move on from this. I just want to get to the castle already."Looking up at Queen, Spamton noticed that Queen almost looked fearful for a millisecond. Before changing back to its concerned grimance. Their face twitched, they weren't imagining it. Queen was most definitely acting unusual, given the slip of her mask. What could Queen be so concerned about that it scares her, letting her mask slip was something Queen almost never does. Spamton was originally going to let the weirdness slide, but they were becoming increasingly annoyed at Queen. They were tired of keeping their mouth shut, they were determined to get to the bottom of this."Are YOU alright? What's up with this line of questioning anyways, I already told you what was up about a week ago."Queen blinking for a second, recalling their conversation from a week ago. She nervously chuckled at this, wiping the imaginary sweat off of her forehead."O-oh its nothing really if its just that! J-jeez, you made it sound like it was something even worse Ha ha!"Spamton cocked their eyebrow at Queen again, scowling at her. They couldn't believe that Queen was calling their dream 'nothing'?! Not only does that make them feel invalidated, but she's also lying about it being 'nothing' since it clearly bothers her. The first time they brought this up to Queen, she said it was due to stress. Yeah it stung a little but they didn't think she meant anything by it, they have been stressed so they thought Queen was right. Queen also have always struggled with situations that involved emotional intelligence. This time though, Spamton wasn't sure how much longer they could take this blatant disrespect and lying. Trying to keep a leveled head, Spamton huffed out an air of frustration."'nothing? How can you say its 'nothing' if its clearly bothering you?!."Spamton glares at Queen, they were going to get to the bottom of this. Not backing down from a fight, Spamton stood firmly on the ground. Queen shocked at their sudden rebellion, gawked at them for a few seconds."Bothering me? I'm not bothered at all, where is all of this tension coming from?"Queen quizzically gazed at Spamton, growing annoyed at this prolonged conversation."Wha- We are not ignoring your awkward laughter AFTER I told you that it was IN FACT that dream! Let alone your line of questioning, it was almost as if you were implying that it was THAT dream in the first place!"
Spamton squeezed each word through their teeth, raising their voice a bit higher. Almost going over what would be considered a normal whisper. They placed one hand on their hips, as the other accusedly pointed at Queen. They were having none of this. Queen growing more antsy and nervous by each second of this argument, she desperately wanted to end this line of questioning.
"It only makes sense that it would be that dream?! You came to me last week saying it gets worse each week! Not to mention that you just told me it was that dream anyways!"Queen's voice shifted to the same level as Spamton's voice, now both of them having a whisper screaming match. Spamton sputtered at this,"Told you just NOW? No I did not, if you were paying attention, I told you I was having the usual nightmare. You kept persisting that it was something else!"
"Only because you were obviously lying about it!"
"I just wanted to get to the fucking castle! But then you worded things weirdly, you obviously knew I had that dream again!"
"Of course I did?! You said they get worse weekly-"
"If you knew then why did you ask? Were you expecting something different?!"
"No I wasn't, I was just-"
"Just what?! Expecting me to SEE something?! HM!"
"YES BECAUSE-"Before Queen could finish her thought, they were interrupted by the carriage door suddenly opening. Swatch peeked through,
"Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt. You two were just taking a while to get back to the carriage. I didn't even know you were this close... is something the matter?"The air became thick around them, almost suffocatingly so. Spamton, chest raising and falling in quick huffs, they continued to stare dagger into Queen .
"No... I was just about to go inside..."Staring at Queen angrily for a bit longer, Spamton began to turn around. Stomping off towards the doors of the carriage, they yanked it open. Causing Tasque who was sill inside to jump a bit. She looked at Spamton in concern but was waved off by them, they sat where they were before. Only this time they made sure to shift their body away from everyone, positioning themelves fully towards the window. Queen dejectingly sighed, she turned to Swatch. Who she gave a very small thank you to before walking to the carriage, the lighting of the inside blinding Queen a bit. Not really knowing what to say, she plopped down in her designated spot. Tasque was engaging in a conversation with Swatch as they came in right after her. Queen ignored it though, opting to stare at Spamton instead. Who was somewhat glaring out the window, chin resting on their propped up arm. They were obviously fuming, rightfully so. Queen was nervous, they were almost on the verge of catching her lying to them.Queen, of course, knew they had a dream about that creature again. It was exactly what Spamton had said, they were getting worse. The last one was bad enough for them to come to her and tell her about it, but not bad enough that they would wake up screaming and having a panic attack. She pondered what could have caused this, the original dream took place in the basement. Thinking that it had something to do with that, she order for the Swatchlings and Swatch to close it. But now, Spamton had a dream of that... thing, here, in this very carriage, far far away from the basement. Not ONLY that but Spamton was growing suspicious FAR sooner than she had predicted. At this rate, they'll find out about the basement being closed off before they could even get back to Cyber World. She only prayed that whatever it was, it STAYED in the basement, far far away from Spamton.Queen had feeling that her prayers feel on death's ears.The carriage jolted to a start, bringing them closer and closer to their destination....

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The trotting of horse hooves grew closer and closer to the castle, practically outside on the front yard. Spamton, still had their body turnt, Still gazing pensively at the window. Their anger hasn't subsided since their argument with Queen, in fact, it only grew. Spamton had caught Queen lying to them, red handed and everything. She KNEW they had that dream, yet acted as if she didn't know! Not only that, but she was clearly bothered by this dream, they get a mother trying to not worry them. But, if there was something wrong, then Spamton felt like they should now. They had every right to know, it was their god damn dream! To say that it was just caused by stress, that it was just 'nothing,' then act like anything can happen at any given moment....Well obviously it would have them on edge too, they didn't feel like they were being too demanding. What's so wrong with wanting to know what's going on? She was going to spill the beans, but once they were interrupted, they knew that Queen wouldn't say anything afterwards. So they gave up and decided to just either ignore her or give her the usual sass that they had in storage.Taking a quick glance, they side eyed the Queen. Who would every now and then glanced back at them, Spamton wasn't stupid... they knew she was staring at them. She had this sort of 'kicked puppy' look on her face, not too noticable, she didn't want to worry the others. But it wasn't as well hidden as she may think it was, Spamton could read, "I royally fucked up" on someone's face pretty easily.Sighing, Spamton fixed their gaze back onto the window in front of them. A little on edge due to remembering the content of their dreams, they occasionally rubbed at their eyes. Not wanting to mistaken a smudge on the window for the ghastly creature they saw. They took note of how the forest started to fan out, seeing fewer and fewer trees as they strolled into the front yard of the castle.The black and blue castle stood tall, in all of its dark glory. It's gate's drawn open, invitingly enticing them to come closer. There were the other card suits on the sides of the castle, Clubs and diamonds cards on the right side while hearts and Spades cards are on the left. Although, with the gigantic Spade displayed at the top of the gates, it's pretty obvious who is the real king here.The carriage came to a halt, the Pippen that was perched on the top, jumped down. It walked by the door of the carriage, opening it up.
"Phew! We finally arrived your majesties, and Sir swatch, madame Tasque Manager."
With haste, the Pippen gave a small bow. They ushered everyone out of the carriage, taking both Spamton and Queen's hand. Helping them down from the carriage, it motion's toward the back of the carriage."I-it'll take a second, but the Rudinn's will be here to help take you're luggage to your rooms. The kings should be expecting you in the throne room in less than an hour, there will be escorts to bring you there."
The Pippen glanced at Spamton for a second, noticing that the princess was in somewhat of a sour mood. It took note of this and proceeded to walk to the castle's entrance, leaving Queen, Spamton, Swatch and Tasque Manager behind."You mean to tell me that the Rudinn's weren't out here waiting for us?"
Tasque had her arms up behind her head, stretching herself out.
"I mean, we did take longer to arrive here. They proably grew impatient and went back inside."
Spamton piped up from where they stood, peering back at Tasque.
"Hopefully that Pippen went to get them, I don't exactly want to be out here."
With a shiver, Tasque rubbed at her arms. Swatch closed their eyes and chuckled to themselves, not wanting to get the attention of Tasque. Despite their efforts, she fixed Swatch a glare. They lifted a hand up, in an attempt to apologize for laughing at Tasque's plight. It didn't seem like Tasque was going to let them though, she was about to make a snarky comment until Queen interrupted."Enough you two, we literally just arrived. Why can't you get along like me and Spam, right Spam?"
Queen turned to face Spamton, wearing the most stupidest grin on her face. Trying to break the ice that started to form between them, but at last, all she saw was Spamton walking away from her. Their back turnt as they strode to the back of the carriage."I want to be in doors as much as you do Tasque, not for the same reason though. I don't see why we have to wait for someone to help us with bags, some of us didn't come so heavy handed."
Obviously making a sly comment toward Queen, Spamton tried looking to see if there was a lock on the back trunk. Queen's head dipped down a bit, almost as if someone dumped a 100 pound weight on top of her.The atmosphere wasn't ignored by Swatch and Tasque, as they both glanced at each other quizzically. Swatch stepped forward, going to help Spamton with the luggage. Tasque stood next to Queen, watching as the two struggled to find the lock to the trunk. With the two distracted by their own conversation, Tasque leaned closer to Queen.
"If you don't mind me asking your majesty, did something happen between you and Spamton? I've only ever seen them give that type of icy response to King... and sometimes Mike."
Queen jolted, alert and aware of Tasque's presences besides her.
"O-oh?, oh no no everything is fine. I believe it's because of the very long carriage ride here Ho ho ho."
Tasque tilted her head, she didn't ENTIRELY believe her. Ya it made sense that someone would become antsy if they had to be in a small place for nearly a whole day. But this was Spamton, they wouldn't be cold just because of a long car ride. Queen's rushed response didn't put her at ease either."A-are you sure your majesty? I mean, Spamton wouldn't be snippy cause of a long car ride. And if I recall, you and them were talking for quite some time outside in the forest before-"
"Yes everything is fine, she's just tired. She was practically falling asleep in the carriage. As for the conversation, I was merely just asking if she was alright after everything."
With that direct response, Queen turned to see if any of the Rudinn's or that Pippen that drove the carriage were coming to help them out. When she saw nothing, she turned to Tasque.
"Tasque, would you be a doll and go and see if those Rudinns are coming. Or at the very least that Pippen..."
Tasque stood tight lipped after Queen's interruption, not being fully convinced by what she was telling her. She sighed and gave Queen a nod.
"Yes of course, I'll be right back."With that, Tasque began to speed walk toward the entrance of the large castle. As she was leaving, Queen strode up to Spamton and Swatch. The latter, finally finding a switch and flicking it. An audible click could be heard from the back as the trunk flopped opened, Spamton whispered a small 'yes' as they began to drag some bags out. They were purposely avoiding Queen's bag, opting to pushing them aside and grabbing Tasque's bags. Swatch saw this and decided to be the one to take Queen's bags out, someone had to get the biggest bags out of the way first.Queen watched on, taking notice of how Spamton actively avoided anything Queen related. She bit her lip, she really fucked up didn't she? Her daughter isn't just being snippy and ignoring her, but their also out right avoiding things that belong to her. Almost as if she never existed, as if she was a ghost. Queen glanced over at Swatch, who momentarily peaked at her. Giving her a stare that told her that they were aware of the situation. Queen opened and closed her mouth repeatively, unsure of what to say. Dammit, how can she apologize to Spamton without acknowledging the issue at hand. She can't tell them about the basement, they would most definitely want to investigate it when they get back, and that was something Queen refused to let happen. Atleast, not until she was able to check the basement camera's herself. The camera's grime should be wiped off, as she had instructed Swatch to do.As much as she wanted to tell herself that the thing that Spamton has been dreaming up was just a dream, she really didn't know. Spamton's magic was an enigma to her, there's no way that they could've perfectly dreamt up the basement without even seeing it for themselves. It was just too accurate of a discription, too queer to ignore.Queen was lost in thought until she heard multiple foot steps behind her. Turning around, she saw that the Rudinn's had finally arrived, with Tasque manager in tow. The other two noticed as well, as they dropped the bags they had in hand on the ground. Spamton stepped forward,
"Sorry for coming so late, we got a bit side tracked he he he..."
Spamton nervously clasped their hands together, wanting to be as respectful as possible to the potentially annoyed guards.
"I atleast hope that, at the time, we didn't make you wait out here for too long."One of the Rudinns, gently smiled at Spamton.
"No need to worry your highness, we didn't wait here for too long. We thought something awful had happened to you guys for a second, but we did recieve a call from the Pippen that was driving you guys over here."
Spamton was a bit shocked by this, they didn't know the Pippen called them. It probably did so when everyone went to gather leaves, it did stay behind near the carriage when that happened."oh... well, then that's amazing!... Oh uh, we thought we could get a head start on the bags, some of them aren't too hard to carry back to our rooms."
Spamton pointed right behind them at some of the bags that were on the floor.
"Oh there's no need for that, we can handle the bags now. There's more of us anyways."
The rudinn whipped his tail in the direction of the bags. The other Rudinns getting the signal, started to slither their way to the bags. Rolling and picking them up one by one, they all seemed to be doing okay with the bags... until it was Spamton's. The bag wasn't budging from where it stood, the Rudinn that had it in hand was noticably growing frustrated. He continued to rock the bag back and forth, trying to get it to move already."Oh ummm, that suitcase's wheel is a little broken. You'll have to carry it, I hope that isn't too much of an issue."
The Rudinn glanced at Spamton and then back at the bag, visibly, something clicked in it's head. He began to lift the bag up using he's tail, it wobbled a bit but he eventually got a good grip. Spamton wanted to help out but everywhere they looked, they saw nothing that they could really do. So they opted to go and grab their black and brown bag that was inside of the carriage. Fixing their weapon holster, they to stood right besides Swatch, waiting for the Rudinns.After the Rudinns gathered the bags, the group motioned the 4 to follow them. And so they went with the Rudinns, down the pale-ish blue road that lead to the entrance of the castle.************************The inside of the castle wasn't bad persay... it's just very boring to Spamton. Everything was in black and white, the furniture, the flowers, the pot that the flowers were in and even the multiple paintings that hanged on the walls were black and white! How in the world has no one complained about a headache or eye strain?! Spamton lifted a hand up to adjust their glasses... until they realized it wasn't on their face. They felt their heart drop to their stomach, patting their sides and back pockets, they frantically began to look for them.Tasque Manager took notice of the princesses frantic movement,
"Hey, you okay? You're starting to break out in a sweat here. Which will probably become more noticable with that suit you have on."
Spamton went to check their extra storage on their weapon holster.
"I uh.. haha, think I forgot my glasses."
Tasque stared at Spamton, COMPLETELY and UTTERLY DUMBFOUNDED by what she was just told."Wha- how- you just noticed that now? How the hell were you able to see this whole time?!"
Spamton's cheeks grew a bit red, they glared at Tasque.
"There isn't too much of a difference with or without my glasses!-"
"What?! Are you serious?! I highly doubt that, if you need them now then you obviously can't see jack shit. I can't believe you forgot something like that Hahaha!"
Tasque gaffawed, Spamton gawked at Tasque, offended by the out right laughter.
"Your laughing at me not noticing when YOU GUYS haven't point it out either!"
"Spam its YOUR damn glasses, not ours HAHAHA."
"YOUR TELLING ME YOU TWO LOOKED AT ME AND SAID, 'oh man Spamton looks completely normal! Nothing amiss here, just a BLIND PERSON without GLASSES!"Spamton aggresively pointed at both Swatch and Tasque Manager. Their face was now a ruby red, not with anger but with embarrassment and amusement. It seemed as if the princess didn't even know how they could've forgotten their glasses. The room erupted with laughter, Spamton couldn't hold it in anymore and joined Tasque, Swatch, Queen and a couple of Rudinns that were listening in on the conversation.After they calmed down a bit, they opened up their backpack and started shoving their hand inside. Thinking about the glasses, they felt something metallic hit the tips of their fingers. Lightly groping it, they felt two metallic sticks attached to some circular lens. Hoping that it was the glasses that they was looking for, they gently pulled the object out. Revealing a golden framed, pink and yellow lensed glasses."Oh my god, I honestly thought I left these babies behind."
Swatch peered over Tasque shoulder,
"I think you left your brain too-"
"Shut up Swatch."
The two began to laugh, Tasque smiled and rolled her eyes. Already seeming to be tired of both of their anticsAs they continued to walk down carbon copy prints of the same hallway, they walked past a sign that said 'Guest Room'. Down the hallway was multiple rooms, all lined up on each side. They all had either Hearts, Spades, Diamonds or Clubs on the door, probably showing what the room's design is inspired by. One of the Rudinns slithered forwards, standing in front of the group.
"Please pick one of the many room that are here to be your quarters, the Rudinns will place your bags inside which ever one you chosed."Thinking that the small moment of laughter from before broke the ice between her and Spamton, Queen perked up and shifted toward them.
"Hey Spam Spam~ Wouldn't it be amazing If we were next door neighbors."
A smiley face formed on her visor, she pointed to one of the rooms at the beginning of the hallway. The dozen of Rudinns that held her belongings began to wobble to the first Spade room. Unlocking it with the key they had, and giving the key to Queen.
"Just imagine the amount of fun we could have-"
"I want that room at the end of this hallway please."Spamton immediately turned their body toward the opposite end of the hallway, pointing at a room with heart symbol at the top. Once the Rudinn with their belongings started shuffling over there, they followed closely behind. Queen slumped in on herself, with a defeated sigh she dragged her feet to her room. Silently closing the door behind her as Swatch and Tasque watched on.
"Yeah something is not right here, I mean, there has been times where Spamton was angry at Queen but not to this extent..."
Tasque Manager rubbed her chin, pondering for a second. Swatch had their eyes fixed on Queen's door, until they glanced at the diamond room to the right of it, taking a second before pointing at it.
"I would like to take the room next to the Queen please."
Rudinns started to unlock their door, they came back with a diamond key to give to Swatch."I'll do something about Queen, you can go check on Spamton."
Swatch started to walk away before Tasque could say anything, utterly confused, she was left standing there. Looking amongst the rooms, she didn't like how divided they seemed. Sighing, she pointed towards the diamond room that was next to Spamton's room. The final group of Rudinns started to slither their way to the door, giving the key to Tasque as they left her to her own devices.She walked into her room for a second, staring at her items that were neatly placed on the side of the room. The room itself was small, a diamond framed bed was set to the left side of the room. A small desk placed next to it on the right, a diamond shaped lamp sat on it. There was a dresser on the far right, attached to it was a diamond shaped mirror. There was a diamond shaped chair that sat right in front of this dresser. There was a diamond shaped door on the right side of the wall, most likely the closet. There was also a carpet in the middle of the floor, it was designed to looks like a pile of jewelry and gold.After placing her keys down on the desk, she strode back out of the room. Pivoting to the room on her left, she gently knocks on the door. Some shuffling could be heard on the other end, a couple of frantic foot steps, a bump and a curse right afterwards. Spamton eventually made it to the front of the door, cracking it open to check who it was before swiftly opening the door all the way."Oh hey Tasque, wassup?"
They leaned on the door a bit,
"Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you... privately... in your room."
Pointing behind them, Spamton began to shuffle backwards. Understanding what Tasque was saying, they stood out of the way and motioned her to come in."Uhhh.. sure, I think I know what you want to talk about though."
Tasque walked in, taking a gander around the room. Instead of thing being diamond shaped its more or so heart shaped. The carpet in the middle of the floor is now a cluster of hearts instead of a pile of jewels and coins. Spamton glanced back at Tasque,
"It's similar in your room right?"
"Yeah... just diamonds everywhere."
"How uh... creative."Spamton flopped onto the bed, stretching a bit before sitting back up. They leaned on their arms as they stared at Tasque.
"So... what's going on between you and Queen? Did something happen between you two before you guys stepped into the carriage."
Spamton heaved out a sigh, they flopped back down onto their bed in defeat.
"Yeah... but its nothing really, you could just-"
"Uh no, clearly Queen did something for you to respond to her so coldy. You don't have to hide you know, I'm no going to immediately pick a side. I'll just give my unbiased opinion, I promise."Putting a hand to her chest, she crossed her fingers as she crossed her heart in a promise. Spamton started to bite their nails, they weren't sure how Tasque would really react to this sort of thing. They never planned on telling anyone other than Queen about the dream, thinking that Queen would take them seriously. Turns out that was a mistake, never again will Spamton go to her for something like that. She had effectively broken their trust, and now they only had Tasque. As much as they loved Swatch, Swatch was always someone who ran to Queen at every beckon call. They always seemed biased, always thinking that Queen constantly had good intentions, despite some of her ideas being a bit heartless. Tasque was the only voice of reason, the only one who would generally just say what she thought about a situation.With a sigh, Spamton wiped the sweat off of their hands using the bed sheets.
"...Okay okay, you have to promise to tell NOBODY. Not even Swatch you hear."
Spamton gave Tasque a piercing stare, She was taken aback by this. Not expecting the situation to be that serious, she sat down next to Spamton. Giving a very intense stare back to them and nodding her head, ready to hear the story that Spamton was about to tell."A week ago, I went to Queen about a dream that I had. A dream about this weird place that I've never seen before, I described it to her and she had this look on her face that told me that she knew what I was talking about. But when I asked her... she just waved her hand in my face saying no and that I was just a 'good story teller.' At first I didn't think much about it, I was under the impression that she wouldn't lie to me. So I kept telling the dream, I told her about this strange creature that was made out of black goop. It kept twitching weirdly and it had the world most creepiest smile I've ever seen. She didn't respond much to that, she seemed lost in thought though. I don't remember too much of how it ended, but I do remember this ear piercing noise as it grew closer to me. It... it almost sounded like it was saying something to me."Tasque nodded, she had a pensive look on her face as she thought about the discription of the creature.
"So a strange entity was in this... uh, room? Right? Okay, and you say that Queen seemed to have known what this room was with the way you described it?"
"Yeah! But she played dumb after I asked her... I should've known something was up."
"What is this room your talking about, how did it look?"
"Well it was this nasty ass place, like seriously it looked like no one has been there in ages."
Spamton let out a bit of a chuckle, before clearing their throat and continuing on with the rooms description."The walls were made out of these really old purple bricks, and they had moss and grime all over them. The floor had this strange tart like liquid on the floor and there were railroad tracks leading to... well I don't really know but I would imagine there was probably an end to them. There were also some corridors that lead to other rooms but I didn't travel down them-"
Before Spamton could finish their description though, Tasque lightly slapped their chest. Stopping them right in their tracks, they let out a small oof. Tasque quickly apologized before asking,
"Are you sure you never seen this room before? Cause... you're perfectly describing a room in the manor right now."Right as Tasque said this, Spamton's face had dropped a long with their heart. They felt like someone punched them right in their gut, their feathers had gone completely pale. Giving their feathers an off white look, a complete noticable difference to their usual pearly white feathers.
"uhhh Spam? Look don't panic, I'm pretty sure its just a coincidence... I mean, you and Queen always watch the surveillance cameras. I believe there's cameras down in the basement-"
"The basement?... I-I mean, yes there is but there barely visible... and Queen never cared enough about the basement to be watching it so we never had those camera's cleaned. You literally can't see anything."Spamton placed a hand in their hair, smoothing it back in a self soothing manner. Tasque didn't really know what to say, she wasn't expecting Spamton to dream about the basement. Which makes her a bit nervous about the thing they saw. They scooted closer to the princess, softly rubbing their back.
"Okay okay, nothings wrong with that. Dreams are always a mystery, it could mean something if we really think about it."
Tasque pulled out a light blue notepad and a pen, she never is seen without the two. She began to furiously scratch at the notepad with her pen, taking down everything that Spamton has told her.Spamton stayed quiet for a second, absentmindedly staring at her writing stuff down. For a while it didn't seem like anyone was going to say anything until,
"I think... I think I have to go down there."
Tasque sputtered, monetarily distracted. Her pen stopped and began collecting ink in a small area.
"What?! Are you insane?! No one had gone down there for years... the only person who went down there most recently was Swatch-"
"Wait why was Swatch down there?"
Tasque stopped for a second, lifting up the pen from its small inky pool to her lips in thought. She seemed confused as to why they went down there as well. She opened and closed her mouth before she finally found her words.
"I honestly don't know... I just saw them going down there."Spamton was now even more confused, they weren't sure how to feel about this new information. It wasn't too crazy to hear Swatch going down there... at first. Not after what Tasque said, how no one has been down there in years. It seemed like they don't really use the basement as the manor's own personal dumpster anymore, which then brings them to their question.What in the world was Swatch doing in the basement?...Once Spamton had asked themselves that question, Tasque was done writing in her notepad. Finishing it off with a dab of her pen on the paper, closing it up and pocketing it again. She shifted closer to Spamton, giving them a sincere smile.
"Look I know Queen hid that from you, but I'm pretty sure she did that to keep you safe. The basement is like very gross trust me, I mean, you technically saw it for yourself. There's prob a bunch of virovirokuns or lightener knows what down there! It's best if you don't go down there."
Spamton sunked a bit in on themselves,
"I know she does things to protect me, but she didn't have to tell me that it was 'nothing' or that it was due to stress. If I honestly dreamt up of a room that I've NEVER seen, don't you think that's a bit concerning? Atleast concerning enough to TELL me."
"I won't lie, yeah, it is a bit strange. Although, if she would've told you, you'd probably would've ran down there on your own, without a second thought."Spamton pouted, of course they would've investigated. That dream was way too odd to ignore, what if that thing was really down there. It just couldn't be ignored, just as Spamton was going to argue this, Tasque interrupted.
"Ah-ah-ah, but! I wouldn't say that this dream of your is something that should be pushed aside. I... I won't stop you if you want to explore the basement, just to give you some peace of mind. I feel like you need to see for yourself that there's nothing or maybe... something... in that basement."
Spamton felt like they were on the verge of tears, finally they felt like they were being heard. They didn't feel so crazy and alone anymore! Spamton went in to give Tasque a hug, utterly relieved that someone took the time to think about their dream AND didn't immediately push it aside. Tasque accepted the hug, laying her head on Spamton's.
"You have to promise me two things though. One, promise me you'll be careful... okay?"
She lifted up spamton's head by their chin, making sure Spamton was listening to what she was saying. They nodded their head in agreement,
"Okay, I promise... and the other thing?"
"The other thing is to ATLEAST... listen to Queen's reasoning. I don't know why she ignored your dreams and indirectly your feelings, you know Queen isn't that good at those things."
Spamton rolled their eyes, and leaned away from Tasque for a moment.
"Spamton... please, you know Queen means well. Yeah, it can be frustrating at times but you know she love you, us, everyone in the manor. Give her a chance at least, if not forr her... do it for me?"Tasque gave them the best puppy dog eyes that she could muster up. Spamton peaked back at her, staring for a bit before sighing.
"Fine... I see what you mean. I promise that I will listen to what she has to say, WHEN she comes to me to apologize. As of right now, it just seems like she wants to ignore the actual problem..."
Tasque clasps her hands together,
"I get and respect that, thank you Spam~"
She reached over and gave Spamton a quick and final hug."Everything will be okay, oh! and my lips are sealed of course~"
Tasque brought her fingers up to her lips, pinching them and 'sealing' them. Spamton smiled and chuckled, nodding their head in a silent thank you. Everything was calm for a few seconds, before Spamton jolted, reaching into their pocket for their phone and checking the time.
"uh... When were we suppose to meet up at the throne room?-"
"HOLY SHIT SPAM WE GOTTA GO!"
Grabbing their arm, Tasque pulled Spamton with her out the room and down the hall. In too much of a rush to close and lock Spamton's temporary bed room door.

******************Spamton felt like one of Tasque Manager's small rag dolls a she drags them down the hallway into the throne room. Just like everything else, the room was black and white. In the far back, were two tapestries hanging by either side of the walls. The hallway that is in between said tapestry stretched onward, if Spamton squinted their eyes enough they could see the monstrous amount of stairs that lead to the roof. There was 4 thrones that sat evenly in the very middle of the room, one Heart, Spade, Club and Diamond. Right besides the Heart throne and Diamond throne were two decently sized piles of gold and jewelry. Looking down on the floor, there was a long white carpet that lead to the thrones.Finally letting go of Spamton, Tasque started to adjust her blue blouse and blue bell bottoms. Spamton adjusted their sleeve that was crumped up by a certain electrical cat. Glancing a head, they noticed the kings sitting in their throne. King of Diamonds perked up as he noticed someone finally coming down the hallway. King of Clubs sat up, they wore a frustrated glare on their face. King of Hearts... didn't seem to notice they were there yet, distracted by whatever thoughts that fly through his non-existing brain. The King of Spade, sighed and adjusted his sitting position as well. He tilted his head up, readying his disappointed glare."Finally someone decided to show up! What took you so long, you were suppose to be here about an hour ago!"
Both bowing, Spamton and Tasque stood in front of the kings.
"I apologize my kings, I was having a very important conversation with the princess and lost track of time."As everyone else was staring at Tasque, King and Spamton were having their own glaring competition.
"...Spamton."
"... King."
Spamton comically bowed again, as they did so, they lifting their arms up. Pinching the air around them, imitating dress, as they gave King a very cheeky grin. The air grew thick as the two continued to glare at each other, Spamton though... decided to take a slice of the air cake.
"Well its been a while hasn't it, some of us decided to take the time to change... you on the other hand, still look miserable~."
"And you still have the same big mouth, nothing new right?"Spamton's face twitched a bit, not really liking King's clipped response. They shook it off though, snarky grin returning. They chuckled,
"You always had a way with words... Either way."
Spamton stepped closer to the kings thrones, looking at their nails.
"I know we came a bit late, and I do apologize your M A J E S T Y."
Glancing at King, they stretched out the last part of their sentence.King Club chimmed in at the mention of tardiness,
"We honestly thought no one was going to come! Not even Queen or that butler of hers is here."
Spamton took a second to scan the room, noticing that... yeah... Swatch and Queen were both missing. They turned around and stared at Tasque in confusion, Tasque mouthed a whisper.
"Swatch went to talk with Queen, you know... about your argument with her."
Spamton's mouth formed an O, they peeked behind them before completely turning back around to the kings."Well it seems like they are a bit busy right now, that's okay though right? It's not like this small meeting was THAT important."
King rolled his eyes, not even bothering to replay to that, the Diamond king clasped his hands together. It created a loud echo through out the throne room, finally waking King Heart up from his day dream.
"True True! This was only to check if your group has arrived here safely."
King Diamond grinned down at Spamton, satisfied at finally being able to contribute something to the conversation. King Heart, slumped back in his seat. Looking confused for a second before lazily lifting a finger up.
"You were also brought here so that we could discuss some of the plans we have in store for you."
King Heart shifted his sights on King Club, who appears to have gotten the message. They turned around in their throne,
"YOU THERE, RUDINN RANGER GUARD. FETCH ME ROUXLS!"
The Red Rudinn jumped at the sudden shouting, saluting before they ran off to get Rouxls.Rouxls?...the name sounded familiar to Spamton, it has been a while since they stepped foot in these walls. Despite Tasque telling them about some of the people, whenever Rouxls pops up they just seem to pull blanks-
Spamton was lost in thought, oblivious to the loud mouth, blue and white man that trotted inside with a scroll in tow.
"YOU CALLETH MY KING-AY? I HAVETH THY SCHEDULE RIGHT HERE-"
"Hey its you!"
Spamton smiled brightly as they suddenly remembered the strange man, they pointed to him before proceeding to run up to him. Spamton put their arms around Rouxls in a tight embrace.
"I remember you! You were the strange man that kept following Queen around, you also had a funny way of talking. No offense, love ya, but I can't help but laugh at the way you say somethings."
Rouxls eyes sparkled as Spamton embraced them, he stared at Spamton through tearful eyes."Y-YOU REMEMBERETH ME? THOU HAVE REMEMBERETH ME?!"
"Ah-ha... for the most part yes, took me a bit though. BUT! I do remember you to a certain degree-"
Rouxls didn't let Spamton finish that thought as he crushed Spamton in a iron gripped embrace.
"WELL GOODEST ENOUGH FOR ME!"Spamton was struggling to breath, repeatively tapping Rouxls side until he eventually let them go. Letting out a small chuckle and an apology, Rouxls timidly scratched the back of their neck before clearing their throat.
"TIS NICE TO SEE-ETH YOU AGAIN YOUR HIGHNESS, ALTHOUGH... WHERE IS THOU QUEEN AND CLASSY BIRD MAN?"
"They're busy with something, it's fine I'll just tell them what they missed."
Waving their hand dismissively, they peaked over at the scroll that Rouxls had in hand.
"That doesn't matter right now, I'm guessing King Club called you over for that."Rouxls lifted up the scroll in hand, unrolling it and let it fall to the ground.
"AH YES, THY SCHEDULE! AHEM, THERE WILL BE-ETH A PERFORMANCE DONE BY THE COURT JESTER AND COURT MAGICIAN THIS RISING MOON."
Spamton perked up, siked for the performance. On the other hand, Tasque cringed a bit at the mention of the court Jester. She most definitely was not looking forward to seeing him again.
"THEN ONST THE 28TH OF NOVEMBER, THERE WILLST BE A MEETING OF THY RULERS OF DARK WORLDS."
"Quick question, will EVERY ruler of a dark world TRULY be there?"
Spamton quirked an eyebrow up at Rouxls, who nodded his head.
"YES, EVERY RULER-AY."
"God dammit..."
"AHEM, ANYWAY. ON THE 1ST OF DECEMBER-AY, THEREST SHALL BE A MINI GETEST TOGETHER."
Tasque strode toward where Rouxls and Spamotn stood,
"Oh yeah! The Swatchling will be coming the day before to deliver the dishes for that."
"Dare I say the deserts are to die for, MWHA~."
Blowing a kiss, Spamton smirks. Dreaming about the tasty treats Swatch had allowed them to taste test.
"Did someone say treats? I would love me a nice cupcake right now."
King Heart scratched his chin, deep in... whatever he was thinking about honestly."YES YES THE TREATEST SHALL BE COMING IN THE DAYETH BEOFORE. ANYWAYS, ON DECEMBER-AY 4TH THERE SHALL BE A GRANDEST BALL! JUST CELEBRATING THE RETURN-AY OF THY QUEENIE AND PRINCESS. NOT ONLYEST THAT BUT IT SHALLEST BE A FAREWELLST TO THEM AS WELL."
Rouxls began to flip through the schedule, until they noticed that it was blank the rest of the way.
"WELL... THATEST IS IT."
Spamton and Tasque tilted their heads, they were expecting much more really. Although, if they were really thinking about it, maybe not having too much to do is for the best."Alright finally, not much to really do this time around-"
"There still will be paper work to be done, so don't get your hopes up."
King immediately rained on Spamton's parade, squashing any hope of them having any break. They glared daggers at King, not exactly liking the fact that the king interrupted them.
"You want to be royalty yes? Well, it isn't all just about money and parading around thinking your the best. It hard work too-"
"With all do respect... King... I think I get the gist of it, you don't need to remind me."
Through gritted teeth, Spamton tried not to out right say anything nasty... as much as they wanted to.After shuffling a bit on their feet, they cleared their throat.
"Uh anyways, We are leaving on the 9th right? And only like 3 days of events and of course the paper work. I think Queen already is aware of that, so she isn't missing much."
Tasque nodded her head,
"Yeah, she should be aware of this. Is there anything else you would like for us to know?"
The kings all pondered if they had missed anything. Spamton, suddeningly remembering something, turned their attention to the Spade King."So, when can I see Lancer?"
Spamton gave King another cheeky smile, having a feeling that he wouldn't like their question.
"Hmph... As if I'll let you see him."
"You can't just keep him away from me, he has to attend these event just as much as I do. Since he is the future Spade king here, its only natural~"
Spamton knew they were right, King legally can't stop Lancer from attending the royal events. He may be a king, but him as well as the other kings live in a democracy. There has to be more than one person willing to keep Lancer out of these events. King growled, as he finally accepted his defeat. He kept his mouth shut, staring daggers into Spamton.

Spamton gave King the fakest, most sweetest smile back at him. Laughing to themselves at how easily King emitted defeat,
"Well now~, if you need anything else you know where we are at. Have a good evening, and thank you for allowing us to visit your lovely kingdom~."
Spamton and Tasque swiftly and elegantly turned around, starting to walk off into the hallway in which they came from.Spamton felt King's stern glare on the back of their neck... they smiled....***********************Back in the hallway, a door was left cracked open. Artificial lighting seeping out, two people can be heard having a very interesting conversation.
"Your majesty, with all due respect. I've told you that the princess was going to catch on-"
"Yes yes Swatch I get it. You made that very clear the last time we spoke."
Queen paced around in her room as Swatch watched on. They were holding onto the tablet that Queen passed to them, she wanted them to connect her to the main camera in the basement."I mean are you really that surprised, you weren't exactly hiding it that-"
Looking up from the screen, they noticed Queen was giving them a glare. Swatch immediately stopped and gave her an apologetic smile, to which she sighed at and plopped down on her spade shaped bed. Her head in her hands, Swatch stepped in front of her.
"Please Queen, don't you think its been long enough? If you're honestly worried about something being down in the basement then you should tell him-"
Queen shot up from where she stood,
"Are you insane Swatch?! You know how Spamton is! She would've had the basement investigated immediately, she's not one to mess around with a potential threat like that!""I can't... I can't keep hiding something like this from him. The way they reacted to this 'nightmare' that you told me about, i-it's evident enough for us to do something about it!"
Queen got up close and personal with Swatch,
"Oh and what are you planning on doing hm? You think the best way to handle something like this is to tell her? Make her panic even more? Don't be silly Swatch, don't you see? Or have you already forgotten our conversation from a week ago."
Grabbing onto Swatch's shoulder, she shakes them. Thinking, maybe even hoping that it would help them recall the conversation.Fiddling with the screen they had in hand still, switching its sources to try and get the connection working.
"I recall you expressing a concern about how often these dreams occur, about how they can potentially be warning us about something. Leaving a sign of sorts, but that's... I mean... I get Spamton is already odd but do you really think they could predict danger like that."
Queen paced around the room again, arms crossed behind her back. She stopped by he window, looking up at the dark sky. The gigantic luminous rock that played as the sun for the darkners had finally set.
"Let's hope not, although with how things are going... It almost seems as such."Just as Queen had finished that sentence, a small beeping sound came from behind her. Queen instantly spun around, speed walking toward Swatch. Swatch gave the small device to Queen, who happily snatched it up.
"I-I don't know if I can keep doing this your majesty, I hate lying to Spamton. It just isn't right, and they are already growing suspicious..."
"Swatch please, just for a little while longer. Once we get home, I'll tell them about the basement. They'll most likely go and investigate it themselves by the time we get there anyways."
Queen slowly walks to her bed, jumping onto it. She bounced a bit before settling down, she glanced back up at Swatch.
"And I swear, I'll tell her it was my idea. That if she wants to be mad at someone... to be mad at me."
"But he's already-"
"Exactly... as much as it pains me, I'm willing to take the heat. Or I guess the cold in this case..."Queen stared down at the screen, flicking through some of the basement cameras. There's only one that interest her though, its the one that Spamton described in their dream. Moving the screen closer to her face, she quickly scans everything in the room. Only to come to the conclusion that there was nothing there... for now. Just the same nasty place, with the boring old purple bricks, rusty railroads and dirty water. The liquid wasn't the way that Spamton had described it, still clearly being water and not some strange tart substance.
She heaved out a sigh of relief,
"So far, everything is fine. I'll keep an eye out for maybe like... a month or so. You will not speak a word to her, okay?"
Swatch's face twitched, they didn't like this plan. They felt like it was an awful idea, if anything were to happen, Spamton would've known what to do. Yeah they were a bit reckless but with an entire kingdom's army behind them, what type of danger would be able to stop them?Although, they knew they didn't have a say in it. Having to keep this secret, they hesitantly nodded their head. Swatch's eyes hit the clock on the night stand for a millisecond before glancing over at it again.
"I'm guessing we won't be attending the small meeting with the kings?"
"Heavens no, I could care less about what they have to say. It's most likely about the schedule anyways, which I already know."
Swatch bows at this, flipping their tailcoat behind them.
"I see, I shall be taking me leave then. If you need anything else your majesty... I'll be next door."
Queen didn't even look up from the small screen, fixated on it, she waved Swatch away. She was really taking this matter very seriously, which Swatch was glad about. They only wished she realized the amount of damage she was doing to her relationship with Spamton.Not only that, but Swatch was a bit anxious about the future. If what Queen said was true, and Spamton has some sort of prophetic abilities... They could be in some serious trouble. Not telling Spamton about it could be the Cybernetic Kingdom's demise.
With that, Swatch strode out of the room. Leaving Queen mumbing to herself....

----- CHAPTER BREAK -----

******************knock knock knock*
"Tasque cmon! How am I able to get fully dressed before you?"Spamton shifted their eyes down to their body, fixing up their black frilled button up shirt and dusting off their black cargo pants. They huffed out an impatient sigh, lightly tapping their foot on the ground.
"Hold your horses okay! I'm trying to get this zipper- oh oh nevermind it finally decided to zip up hehe~"
Tasque Manager finally slipped out of her room, she had a dark faded blue dress on, the sleaves were cut short and there was a gem in the middle of her chest.
"What do you think? Is it too much for a little show?"
Spamton hummed to themselves, before smiling and putting their thumbs up.Tasque giggled, she scans Spamton for a second before 'O'ing at him.
"OOooo~ Spam, god I love it when you decide to dress up! You look so cute in black, those frilly sleeves make you look so adorable~!"
Tasque clasped her hands together, getting all giddy, barely being able to contain her cuteness aggresion. Spamton on the other hand was turning red, clicking their black heels on the ground.
They bashfully set their gaze on the floor,
"JEEZ, your embarrassing! I'm so glad no one is around right now, cause I would've left the minute cute and Spam were in the same sentence."
Lifting a hand to cover the side of their face, they peeked through their fingers, making sure no one passed by to witness this.Tasque waddled closer to Spamton, opening her arms up to hug them. Spamton momentarily rolled their eyes, a smirk present on their face as they opened up their arms in acceptance.
"AWWWW MY GAWD HEHEHE~"
Tasque Manager latched on to Spamton as she swayed the both of them back and forth. Spamton chuckled at this, allowing the swaying to happen for a bit longer before attempting to pull away.
Although, it didn't really seem like Tasque wanted to let go."Task! Ha Ha Ha, please let go. We have to be in the auditorium by 9... and its 8:52 right now."
"aww just a little longer hehe~."
"NoooooOOooo cmon! Let go!"Spamton tried to claw their way out of the animalistic hug, but failed miserably. They flopped about in Tasque's arm, not really hugging her anymore. Spamton tried to duck underneath her arms, until she randomly let them go. Spamton's butt almost met the ground but Tasque grasped their arm and pulled them back firmly onto their feet. She apologetically chuckled, lightly scratching her cheek. Spamton huffed out in frustration, adjusting their dress shirt and cargo pants again. They lightly ran their hands through their hair before letting their arms drop to their sides."If we speed walk we could probably make it to the theater... what floor was it on again?"
"I think it was on the second floor? I don't know man, this place is way to big and everything looks the damn same..."
Spamton took their bi colored glasses off for a second, rubbing their eyes to ease its straining.
"Honestly at this point, I feel like I'm going blind just looking at this place. Not even the glasses can save me from the bright blandness."Plopping their glasses back onto their face, they lightly pulled at Tasque's hand before speed walking down the hallway. Tasque Manager, getting the message, followed right behind them. They paced through the mirrored hallways, feeling like they had walked past the same room more than once already. Spamton was just about to say 'fuck it' and call King of all people, until they finally found the elevators. Tasque sighed in relief, she moves past Spamton and presses the down button. They stood there as the elevator decided to take it's sweet time."Damn, why the hell is this taking forever?"
Spamton glanced up at the floor display that was placed right above the elevator door. The elevator lingered on the 5th floor for much longer than it should, Spamton quirked their eyebrow at it.
"Do you think its stuck? should we call someone?"
Spamton kept their sights on the floor display, they glanced to the side noticing a small red light that was currently off.
"Nah I think that little light there would be on if there was any problem. Either way, I'm pretty sure there might be a stair way somewhere around here right?"
Tasque glanced to the side to see if there was a door that lead to a stair well. After stepping back to check both sides, she stood right next to Spamton again, shaking her head.
Spamton and Tasque continued to look up a the display, waiting for the number to finally go down.The elevator did eventually move from the 5th floor to the 4th floor, where Spamton and Tasque Manager currently reside. The door opened up, as they were about to walk in they noticed someone familiar was inside.
"GREETINGS MADAME TASQUE ANDETH PRINCESS! HEADING DOWNETH TO THY SECOND FLOOR?"
Spamton perked up and skipped inside,
"Rouxls! Yeah we were heading to the theater. We kind of forgot where it was at though..."
Roulxs triumphally lifts a finger up,
"DONT THOU WORRYEST ABOUT A THING, FOR I, RRRRROUXLS! SHALL BRING YOU-"
"Okay okay thanks, Jesus Christ man..."Tasque rubbed at her ears, already losing her patience and her hearing because of Rouxls. Spamton chuckled a bit before lightly elbowing Tasque's side, clearing their throat, they smiled back at Rouxls.
"Thanks Rouxls, thats very nice of you."
Rouxls leans over and presses both floor 3 and floor 2's buttons. Spamton shifts their gaze up to Rouxls, questioningly looking at him.
"Hey, why did you press two floors instead of one?"
"AH, YOUR HIGHNESS. WE MUSTEST PICK UP THE ACT AND THE PRINCEY~"
Pick up the act? What does he mean by that?...Wait did he say, prince...?The elevator jutted to a stop, opening up on the 3rd floor. Spamton snapped out of their stupor, their eyes falling on the three darkners in front of them. One purple feline in a worn out orange wizard robe. A jester in a stereotypical, black and royal blue(?) jester outfit, there's some green and yellow on the tussle and shoes.
The last person was much shorter, rounder, and bluer... almost child like."*Gasp* Lancer!"
falling to their knees, Spamton wrapped their arms around Lancer in a tight hug. They weren't expecting to suddenly see Lancer, more or so expecting to see him at the theater. Lancer didn't react at first, Spamton did just drop to the floor, immediately hugging them. But after the moment registered in his precious, round mind, he returned the hug wholeheartingly.
"BIG BROTHER SISTER! I haven't seen you in forever!"
"Haha, well you are just 4 years old. 4 years is technically your whole life."
They both giggled at this, Spamton leaned back onto their heels. Lancer looks up at them, grinning ear to ear."You've grown so much, I remember when you use to be a small little Spade bean."
Spamton gently placed their hands on Lancer's cheek squishing them.
"Hohohoho cmon, I'm not a bwaby anymwoe! I'm tuwning 5 in 5 months! I'll be as stwong as my dad soon."
Struggling to talk to Spamton with their hands on his face, he places his small hands over Spamton's. He noticed how cold Spamton felt, but he didn't pull away.
"As long as you remain you... then that's fine with me~"
Spamton leaned over Lancer's forehead, giving him a small soft kiss. Lancer giggled at the ticklish sensation on his forehead.The others watched as the two step siblings interacted with each other, in awe at the adorable display.After a few moments Seam stepped forward into the elevator,
"Hello Madame Tasque Manager, Princess Spamton, I wasn't expecting to see you guys so soon. Me and Jevil wanted our first meeting to be after the performance, but this is fine too of course."
Turning their body to Jevil, Seam tilted their head towards Tasque. Wanting Jevil to introduce himself, although... Jevil was distracted. His gaze falling on the Princess, watching the interaction they were having with the Spade prince.They were so absorbed in their staring that they didn't notice Seam walking over to them. Seam lightly nudged Jevil, trying to get his attention. Which worked, as his eyes snapped to Tasque. Who stared at them, impatiently waiting for him to say anything. He then turned toward Seam, who shifted their eyes from Tasque back to him. Trying to get him to say something. Jevil shuffled a bit on his feet, before noticing something moving in the corner of his eyes.The princess, now with the Spade prince in their arms. Stood up from their kneeling position, they shifted their attention toward Jevil. Who started to choke on his breath once the two locked eyes.
"Whoa! Are you good?"
Spamton stepped forward, standing in front of Jevil now.
"A-AH YES I'M FINE FINE AH-HA..."
Coughing a bit, He takes a few steps into the elevator, not fully inside just yet. Spamton follows after him.
"AHEM, MY NAME IS JEVIL JEVIL! I'M THE COURT JESTER OF THIS SUBLIME CASTLE CASTLE."
Crossing his legs and shifting one arm to his chest and one to the right, he dramatically bows to Spamton and Tasque.Tasque looks disinterested, she already knew him as she had to deal with his chaoticness the last time she was here. Spamton on the other hand, smiled at the goofy display. Hiking up Lancer a bit so that he doesn't fall, they shifted Lancer to one arm.
Spamton reached an arm out to Jevil, hand invitingly opened.
"Nice to finally meet you! Tasque told me all about you, well... kind of. She complains about you alot haha, but that's fine I won't let her judgement cloud MY judgement!"
Spamton glanced at Tasque who blushed at the remark. They laughed before looking back at Jevil,
"My names Spamton, Spamton G. Addison."Jevil felt his cheeks heat up a little, he glanced down at the out stretched hand. He's gaze shifted back up at Spamton, who's head tilted in confusion.
"Uh... You gonna shake my hand? My arms getting a little tired here, plus I'm not sure how much longer I can hold Lancer like this Haha!"
Jevil quickly shook the princess's hand, awkwardly apologizing to them as he noticed Lancer beginning to shuffle uncomfortably in their grasp. Spamton went to move Lancer to the front of them,
"Sorry about that Lancer, I can put you down if you'd like."
Lancer immediately shook their head aggressively, pouting up at them.
"No No! I want to feel tall! Plus it's been a while since you've been here."The door finally began to close as everyone finally fully moved inside of the elevator. Spamton chuckled as they moved Lancer closer to their chest.
"Well your not really gonna feel that much taller, I'm not exactly known for my height."
Tasque gaffawed at this, which caused Spamton to give her a slight stink eye. Looking down at the two, she leans a bit forward.
"If you really want some height Lancer... You should let me carry you-"
Spamton immediately shifted away from Tasque, holding Lancer protectively to their chest.
"Too bad, his mine!"
Spamton stuck their tongue out, blowing it toward Tasque. Who's eyes widened for a second before bursting out laughing.The three seemed to be in their own little world, conversatiing with each other as the elevator descended slowly. Jevil was again watching the group, mainly Spamton, interact with each other. Jevil has never seen royalty be so laxed, so kind and endearing. None of the Kings were like that, they were all pretty cruel in their own way. Whether it's because they are oblivious to the world around them, too stubborn to see what's going on in front of them, straight up too cowardly to do anything to help, or are just heartless beings. The kings were a mess, it was a breath of fresh air to see royalty be kind for once.Although that's not the only thing that Jevil found interesting about Spamton, the first thing they noticed was their appearance. Jevil thought that Spamton was beautifully handsome. Their white pristine feather were obviously well maintained, neatly combed and fluffed. Their clothing well pressed and ironed, not to mention pretty fashionable. Its apparent that Spamton cares about their sense of style. The click of their heels gives off a sense of sophistication and a demand for respect. There hair had to be Jevil's favorite part about their appearance though, it was nice and shiny. Blown out loose curls fall over the their face, framing it and giving Spamton that youthful rebellious look. Jevil just thought they were a perfect blend of masculinity and femininity, absolutely ethereal.Rouxls and Seam noticed Jevil was distracted again, openingly staring at the princess from the other end of the elevator. Which wasn't too far from them, the elevator was spacious enough to have one on one conversations with each other without being heard from the other end. But it was still just that... an elevator, if your voice goes slightly above a normal whisper, you might as well be shouting.Seam shuffled closer to Jevil,
"Hey, what's going on with you? You're staring very intensely at the princess.
Rouxls chuckled a bit, leaning on Jevil a bit. He gave them a knowing smirk, using a tone of voice that they weren't aware that Rouxls knew how to use.
"Maybe the fool findeths her highness attractive~"
Jevil glared at Rouxls, no wanting to make a scene, he kept his lips shut. Seam didn't exactly let this comment slide though,
"Rouxls enough, don't go starting fights in an elevator. Let alone when the princess and Madame Tasque are right there, have some class!"Rouxls huffed, he crossed his arms and leaned back. Jevil giggled to himself as he glanced up at Rouxls, who stared daggers right back at him. The two stood in silence, just glaring at each other until the elevator jutted to a stop at the second floor. Doors opening, everyone stepped out into the theater. Where a bunch of castle residences sat idly chatting away with each other.Spamton glanced around, looking at the different types of darkners that were in the room. Colors ranging from Blue, Red, and Green, it all clashed well with the monochrome coloring of the room itself. Rouxls motioned everyone in the group to follow him up to the stairs to where the balcony was at. Once up there, the kings except for Spade, greeted them. Spamton greeted them with a distracted nod of their head, looking over the edge of the balcony. Peering down at the theater room from a birds eye view, they pushed the red curtains to the side before setting Lancer down in a seat."This rooms pretty loud right? But I'm pretty sure it'll die down soon once the show actually starts."
Lancer nodded his head, he slapped his hands to the side of his head in an attempt to quiet down the loud noise.
Spamton lightly rubbed his shoulders before standing up and glancing at the group conversing."There you two are! It's almost 9, what took you so long to get here?!"
King of clubs shrieked at the top of their lungs, shockingly being louder than the crowd down below.
"My apologies your majesty, we got a bit side tracked. Jevil here was busy... doing something."
Seam glanced for a millisecond at Jevil, disapprovingly shaking his head. All Jevil did was laugh and shrugged their shoulders.
"That doesn't matter right now, you two need to go down stairs and get ready! I don't even know why you two are up here in the first place!"
King Clubs pointed impatiently at the stage, it almost looked like a vein was about to burst from their forehead.Jevil was about to interject in an attempt to calm the king down before Spamton stepped in.
"With all due respect, your majesty. I asked for their assistance in finding the theater, me and Tasque would've been lost if it weren't for them."
Spamton shifted their gaze to Jevil, who's words were now caught in his throat. They smiled before turning back around to King Clubs,
"Besides, this is my first time seeing these two. I wanted to get to know them better, that's all. No harm in that now is there?"
Spamton's voice was full of conviction, so much certainty that it even had King Club in shock. The king blinks a couple of times before clearing their throat,
"R-right, my apologies your highness. How foolish of me to not consider that."
Dipping their head down, they shuffled off to a seat that was on the far left of the balcony.Spamton spun around and gave Jevil a smile,
"I hope that helped you, but it can only work for so long. So it might be best if you get down to the stage before King Club gets impatient again."
Jevil face heated up once again, but determined to not make himself look like a complete fool (heh) he puffed his chest up and bowed.
"O-OH, THANK YOU. ME AND SEAM SHALL BE ON OUR MARY WAY WAY! HOPE YOU ENJOY THE SHOW YOUR HIGHNESS HIGHNESS~!."
Giving Spamton a silly little wink, he twirled and pranced off toward the staircase. Seam followed right behind him, trying to keep up with the energetic clown. Spamton was left there staring at the clowns back as he and Seam descended down the stairs.They only stood there for a few seconds smirking to themselves. They thought about how strange the Jester was, but something about him peaked the princess's interest. Slightly turning around, they were about to go and talk to the other Kings before they heard a small voice peak out from the theater's loud roars.
"No dad! This seat was for SpamSpam..."
Spamton head shot to the right side of the balcony, locking in on Lancer sprawled out on both his and their seat. Their eyes lingered on to the gigantic figure casting a shadow on Lancer's form. King Spade was visibly annoyed at this display of defiance, reaching over to pick Lancer up by his hood. Not before Spamton marched right over to the area, standing between him and Lancer's squishy form. Picking up Lancer and plopping down on the seat that king was trying to steal, they then gently placed Lancer back in his original seat.
"Now now now King~ Didn't you know its awfully rude to try and steal someone's seat."
Giving King a snarky grin, Spamton crossed his legs and leaned back on the seat."I don't see your name on the seat, and may I remind you who's castle your in."
King stepped right in front of them, leaning forward so that he could be eye level with Spamton. This didn't faze them though, as they leaned forward as well, resting their elbow on their knees and chin on their hand.
"As you had so graciously reminded me back in the throne room, BUT you wouldn't want to upset your precious son now would you."
Spamton shifted their hand toward Lancer, who was trying their best to make the saddest puppy dog eyes that he could muster up."One of the things I made quite clear was that YOU would not go anywhere near Lancer."
Placing a hand on one of the seat's arm rest, he leaned his weight on his arm. If there was no noise at all in the auditorium, a creaking sound would most definitely be piercing Spamton's ears by now. King left enough room for them to be able to get up from their seat and walk off, although... who said Spamton was going to do what the king said?Spamton crossed their arms, wiggling a bit in their seat. They showed no interest in moving from where they sat, this made the king growl in frustration. Lifting a finger near Spamton's face, the King bared his sharp teeth.
"You will move from this seat this instant! Or I'll forcably move you myself."
Spamton leaned closer in Kings face, making sure he could hear them as they calmly but very directly stated.
"I'm sorry but who the HELL told YOU, you were the boss of me..."
Whipping their hair in Kings face, they leaned back in their seat.King was huffing and puffing in pure rage, his face turning from a bone white to a ruby red.
He raised his hand, making the motion of someone who was about to either slap or punch someone. Seeing this though, Spamton still didn't flinch. Remaining unmoving and unchanging in their seat, they gave King a 'are you serious?' face. There was a feeling of magic brewing in the air, likely coming from Spamton. Lancer gasped and covered his face, he sat as far away as he could in his seat.Seeing that Spamton wasn't taking his threat seriously, his hand came down, almost in slow motion. Right has he was about to "connect" his fist to Spamton's snarky face, a voice popped out from the left of King.
"Now now Kingy Wingy, that isn't how you treat a lady~"
Queen immediately came between Spamton and King, to Lancer's surprise. Who was just cowering in his seat, slowly sinking deeper and deeper into it's cushions.
"Girl dad!"
Lancer reached out toward Queen, who scooped him up and gave him a firm hug. Rocking him about before putting him back down on his seat, she kneels down right in front of him.
"Aww how is my little bean doing~ That big ol' meanie was scaring you wasn't he?"
Imitating a baby voice, Queen glanced over at King who just rolled his eyes. He crosses his arms and lifted his head up,
"You two are one in the same..."
Spamton chuckled at this, letting the small amount of magic they were gathering dispel.
"I mean... she did raise me"
Spamton gave King a small shrug, smirking at him. The King glared down at him and scrunched his nose,
"Barely... you've only been a pest for 6 years."
"It will be 7 in about a month hehe~"
King tsked before turning his attention fully towards Queen."Queen... you are aware that I wanted Lancer and Spamton far away from each other."
"Oh? And why's that?"
The two intensely stared at each other, while Spamton and Lancer enchanged looks.
"Why the hell would I want a commoner who's playing pretend near my son."
Looking down at Spamton, he gave them a very disgusted look. The sentence itself cut into them a bit, as they flinched before sinking a little bit into their seat.
Their gaze falling to the floor,
"Who said royalty couldn't be someone who is deeply dedicated and loyal to their people. Spamton is the perfect fit, dare I say, the ONLY darker fit for Cyber World's throne."
Queen stood her ground as she faces King, she gave King a stern glare.
"Royalty MUST be blood related-"
"Oh GOD King please, your the only one that sticks to that old silly rule. Who even care about that anymore!"
Queen let her arm flop about her sides, displaying her frustration with the King antics.
"Well its the rules-"
"Its YOUR rule for YOUR people, not MY rule for MY people back in CYBER WORLD... which if I may remind you, I RULE. Not you, so your little 'royalty is blood related' rule is pointless."
Queen walked over to the seat that was on the right of Spamton, she plopped herself down. Completely blocking King off from sitting anywhere near Lancer, since Lancer took up the very last seat on the left. King would have to sit next to Queen, which is a whole two seat away from him.Before King could give a heated response, the lights in the theater stared to dim. The stage lights coming on, everyone started to quiet down. King finally admitted defeat as he sat his jolly ass on the seat right next to Queen. She glanced to Spamton, giving them a quick wink and a small smile. To which they gave her a small awkward smile back, quickly shifting their gaze to the stage as the curtains finally opened up. Queen's face faultered a bit at this, she frowned and silently turned her attention to the stage.
Not having noticed Rouxls leaving the balcony for a moment, it was kind of a jumpscare to see him on stage. He held a small old fashioned microphone, smiling widely as he bowed to the audience.
"GREETING LADY AND GENTLEMENETH, THANK YOU FOR TAKINGST THE TIME-AY TO COME AND WATCH THY COURT'S SHOW TONIGHTETH! PLEASE... GIVE A ROUNDETH OF A APPLAUSE TO THY COURT MAGICIANST, SEAM AND THY COURT JESTERETH, JEVIL IN 'HAVE YOU EVER HAD THAT CREAM!'...wait what-"
Just as Rouxls finished saying the title of the song, the curtains swung open as the audience quieted down. Stage lights swinging about, lighting up the stage, although there were two lights that hung over two figures on the stage.Seam was in the forefront of the stage, while Jevil was sitting in a chair pretending to read a news paper. The murmurs of the audience could be heard as they waited with baited breaths. They wouldn't be waiting for too long as Seam sprung up from where they stood, comically prancing and dancing across the stage. They came to a stop at the center again and spun around a bit before singing,"Have you ever had that dream? Of the urge to cream?"
Spamton choked on their spit as they heard the second part of the line, the slapped a hand to their face as to not burst out laughing.Seam moved over to the table that Jevil remind sitting at, doing no reading of course. They stepped up onto the chair that was opposite of him, standing on it and doing a little dance. This seemed to have sparked Jevil to toss the news paper he was 'reading' aside, jumping onto the table.
"WHITE FROSTING ALL OVER, MY CINNAMON BUN~!"
Spamton moved their hands to their arm rest, gripping them with the might of 10 men. They snuck a glance at Lancer, who seemed to be struggling to contain his laughter as well, they both chortled at the funny faces they were making.Seam jumped off of the chair and started skipping toward the front of the stage again,
"Sha la la la la la creamin'~"
Jevil then jumped off of the table, almost toppling it over. He ran over, standing right next to Seam.
"DARK CHOCOLATE JELLY FILLING!"Seam and Jevil began prancing and Sautéing about the stage from left to right,
"Creamy Pumpernickel,"
"ONLY A LITTLE NIBBLE~!"
Seam and Jevil came back to the center of the stage, Jevil stood behind Seam as they kneeled a bit.
"An eclair with a little-"
Immediately moving to the side, Jevil came sliding in on his knees to the very front. It almost looked like he was about to fall off,
"CREAMY GLAZE IN THE MIDDLE~"The two did a last sporadic dance before finishing it off with a pose. Fireworks going off as they both breathed heavily. A mixture of a rainbow started to color the ceiling, not exactly as chaotic as the last time but still enough to leave the audience in awe.There was a very small window of silence before the audience exploded in cheers and laughter, standing up from their seats and clapping like a bunch of crazy people. Spamton shot up from their seat, whistling and clapping like never before! Lancer finally allowed themselves to laugh as they cheered and jumped in his seat. Queen was clapping very quickly, barely being able to contain her amazement. King's jaw was slack, not really expecting such an... interesting performance. The other kings clapped normally, laughing amongst themselves as they commented on how funny and entertaining the show was.Jevil and Seam took their last bow, as the crowd in the very front threw roses onto the stage. They began to walk off, as Rouxls stepped back onto the stage with a face of pure shock.
"UHHH GIVE IT UPETH FOR JEVIL AND SEAM!"
The crowd roared, making Rouxls flinch. He placed the mic back on its stand, giving final bow before the curtains closed again. The crowd was free to willingly move again, darkners stood up and stretched out their sleepy legs."What in the world was that?! This is their worst performance yet..."
Spade King shook his head in disappointment, face palming.
"But dad! I found it to be funny! Although... I do have one question."
Spamton glanced at Lancer, tilting their head in pure curiousness.
"Oh? What is it?"
"What did they mean by the first line?"
"O-oh! uuuuuuuuuh..."Spamton nervously glanced to the side where Queen sat. She also seemed to be nervous as well, visibly sweating and unsure on how to explain it. Spamton got up from their seat and kneeled down in front of Lancer, the King looked on. Visibly bothered by Spamton giving them this type of conversation but also upset that the performance was as lewd as it was.
"Well you see, its just a song about uhhh... deserts! The first line is just a desert joke, which you found to be funny right?"
Lancer started bouncing in his seat, he enthusiastically nodded his head. Smiling up at Spamton, he seemed satisfied enough with the reponse. Spamton sighed and got back up on their feet, dusting their pants off.King glared at them, to which they gave King the biggest, toothest, fakest smile they could muster up. Queen noticing this, placed a hand on King's chest and leaned into his line of vision.
"If you have an issue with the performance, go glare at the jester and magician. They were the ones that came up with it."
"What? No cmon! It was funny, the only one that didn't enjoy it was him. Which is normal because he's the only one here that doesn't seem to understand the meaning of a joke, let alone joy."
Spamton gave King a stink eye, the Spade king grunted at this. Clearly annoyed at the comment, he opened his mouth to retaliate but was interrupted by the other kings."Well! That was quite the show, I wasn't expecting it to be so...well raunchy. BUT! It was honestly enjoyable none the less."
King Club smiled and nodded, glancing at the other kings for approval. Once their gaze fell on King Spade though, they immediately stopped. Appearing as a scolded child, they tucked their chin into their chest. The others haven't noticed King's anger and continued to express their enjoyment.
"That performance was marvelous! And the fireworks didn't burn down the building this time!"
King Diamond clasped his hands together, turning to stare at King Heart to see if he had anything note worthy to add.
"Well I'll say it was a note worthy piece of art! Sure gave me a laugh Hahaha!"
King Heart seemed more awake than usual, which Spamton didn't think that was even possible!King Spade gave the group a death glare, which stopped both King Diamond and King Heart in their tracks. He glanced behind them, noticing three people walking up the stairs to the balcony. He pushed past the kings and stalked toward the stairs, to which Seam and Jevil were joyously talking to each other as Rouxls marked something on his little calender.
"There you are! I think you two have some explaining to do."
King crossed his arms as he stared back at Seam and Jevil, waiting for them to give him a reason as to why he shouldn't punt them right then and there.
Seam bowed, greeting King.
"Your Majesty, with all due respect. It was all just fun and games really, the old version was a little too much. Ha ha, so I made some revision so that the song could sound more like we were singing about desert-"
Before finishing their sentence the King interjected,
"Well, I would say your revision did absolutely nothing. Only a moron couldn't see what the song was truly about! I'm shocked something like this was even passed off as a suitable thing to sing about."King shifted his gaze up to Rouxls, who hid behind his calender.
He chuckled uncomfortably, before peaking over the rim of the calender.
"W-WELLETH YOU MAJESTY, I DIDN'T EXACTLY GET TO TO SEETH THE SONG. IF THY REMEMBERETH... JEVIL AND SEAM ONLYST SHOWETH US THE GENERAL GIST OF THE PERFORMANCE-"
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! UNBELIEVABLE! WHY DIDN'T YOU GO CHECK FOR THE REST! I TOLD YOU TO DO THAT!"
Stomping his foot on the ground, king roared. Which caused Rouxls to cower underneath his gaze, Seam was somewhat nervous but didn't let it show, and Jevil remained unfazed. His grin only growing wider as he found the kings anger very amusing."YOUR MAJESTY MAJESTY! IS IT REALLY THAT SERIOUS? IT WAS JUST A SILLY SONG SONG! IT MOST DEFINITELY DID NOT HAVE A DOUBLE BOUBLE MEANING TO IT, UEE HEE HEE!"
King growled at Jevil, once again baring his teeth like the animal he was.
"MY CHILD SAW THAT EXCUSE OF A MUSICAL! HONESTLY I SHOULD HAVE YOUR HEADS FOR THAT-"
"Jesus CRIST, do you ever shut up!"
King pivoted until he saw Spamton standing near him, glancing down at the small princess. Spamton lowered their voice a bit as to not alert Lancer, who was currently being distraced by Queen.
"Let me remind you, I just told him that the whole song in its entirety was a reference towards deserts. The first line was just a random frosting joke, he seemed to be fine with that response... for now. BUT! If you keep talking about it as if it WASN'T about deserts, he OBVIOUSLY is going to grow suspicious again."
Glaring at King, Spamton pushed past him and walked up to Jevil.
Standing in front of him, they glanced back at King.
"So please, you majesty. Stop having this inane conversation, your son is fine with how everything played out. That should be all that matters..."Spamton waved the King off, wanting him to go away. King tried to get Jevil's and Seam's attention again but since Spamton was standing in front of them, it was hard to get their eyes on him.
Groaning in frustration, King glanced back for a second at Lancer. Who was laughing at Queen's silly faces, he turned back around and leaned down close to Spamton's ear.
"You... you are an AWFUL influence on Lancer. I swear to GOD, if I see you near him EVER again. We will have a problem-"
Before he could finish his sentence though, Spamton cuts in. Lifting a hand close to his face.
"Oh well now, I can't POSSIBLE make that promise. You see, Lancer loves me too much for me to just avoid him like that. It would just break his adorable squishy little heart~. You wouldn't want to upset him like that now would you?"
Spamton gave King a sinister smirk, King was fuming a this point. Although of course, as much as he hates to admit it, their right. Lancer loves them, a little TOO much to the king's dismay. Forcing Spamton to avoid him would only cause Lancer to have a temper tantrum. So as much as King wanted to further argue about this, he didn't have any ground to stand on. So he just stood there, burning a hole in the back of their head as they shifted their attention to Jevil and Seam."Don't worry about him, your performance was amazing! I love the inside joke you two came up with haha!"
Spamton winked at Jevil and chuckled, Jevil gave them a stupid little smile as he scratches the back of his neck.
"Well as much as I was involved with the revision, which by the way, wasn't a lot. Jevil was the true master mind behind the song itself."
Seam pointed towards Jevil, who posed triumphally.
Spamton chuckled at this,
"I'm not very surprised by that, you seem the type of make a song like that. Which is a good thing! We honestly need more people like that, and less people like King of course."
Leaning over to Jevil, he muttered the last part while pointing toward King. Who was STILL glaring at them, Jevil bursted out laughing. He wasn't expecting King to still be standing there, so the pan over was quite humorous to him. King grumbled to himself as he started to stalk away from them, heading toward the other kings."YOU'RE INTERESTING INTERESTING! I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYONE POKE FUN AT THE SPADED KING! THEY MUCH RATHER KISS UP TO HIM THAN TO SAY ANYTHING ANYTHING! UEE HEE HEE!"
Jevil wiped very small tears from his eyes, smearing his makeup a bit. Spamton giggled, handing over a piece of cloth and pointing at their face. Jevil stared at it for a second before something clicked in his brain, he grabbed the cloth and started to wipe the area under his eyes. Not really having a mirror in front of him right now, he can't exactly fix it. So he'll just have to take off a portion of his makeup."Well, I think more people should do so. King is just super unfair with the way he runs things."
Jevil nodded his head, with a portion of his eye shadow now wiped from the bottom of his eyelids. He's diamond shaped eye makeup appeared more like small triangles.
"A TYRANT TYRANT HE IS! MOST ROYALTY SEEMS TO BE LIKE THAT..."
Spamton peared down at their feet for a second, thinking about what they wanted to say. It took a few seconds for Jevil to process what he just said but once he realized the damage he cause he erratically waved his hands in the air
"N-NOT SAYING THAT- I MEAN- WELL I...UMM, AH-HA..."
Jevil awkwardly laughed, he glanced up at the other two for some help but was only met with Seams small grimance and Rouxls face palming. Spamton sighed before looking back up at Jevil.
"...yes, that... appears to be true. King has one thing right about me..."
Seam looked very confused, shocked even at what the princess was saying.
"Now what in the world could King, of all beings, be right about?"
Seam placed their hand on their hips, they waited for a response from Spamton. Who looked hesitantly at them before opening their mouth,
"I'm... I'm not really royalty. I'm not a royal by blood and I'm simply just playing pretend, only a faint mockery to the real thing. I might not be like King when it comes to 'bad royalty' but that doesn't mean I'm not bad in my own way..."
Spamton smiled sadly, they glanced to the side before shaking their head and waving their hands.
"A-ah, sorry! I don't know why I said that... please forget all of that-"
Before he could finish that sentence, Rouxls came out from behind the calender in his hands. No longer hiding, he stared at Spamton in utter shock."YOU?! A BAD ROYAL?! FREETH THY MIND FROM SUCH THOUGHTS YOUR HIGNESS! EVERYONE SPEAKETHS VERY HIGHLY OF YOU... why would you think that your being an awful princess?"
From the boisterous beginning, to the sincere ending, which took Spamton a back. Rouxls seemed to honestly be concerned by their words,
"I-I well... I guess- I always felt like I wasn't doing enough... that maybe King..."
Spamton fiddled with their thumbs as they stared down at their toes."
Rouxls kneeled down to Spamton's level, placing a hand on their back. Seam stepped forward,
"Don't be silly, to say your a bad of a ruler as King is preposterous! Everyone loves and cares about you, King could never achieve something like that."
Seam ducked their head, trying to look at Spamton's pink and yellow eyes. Rouxls lightly pats Spamton's unruly ironed out waves.
"YES AND TIS IMPORTANT-AY TO HAVE THE LOVE AND TRUST OF THY PEOPLE-AY! IF NOTETH THEN HOW SHALL THEY REMAIN LOYAL TO THEE?"
Spamton's face twitched for a second, not fully convinced but appreciating Seam's and Rouxls kind words. They put on their infamous award losing smile, trying to play it off as if they were perfectly fine... like always. Rouxls and Seam were a little iffy about the smile but not wanting to pry, they both gave them a small and comforting smile.
Jevil on the other hand, wasn't okay with how the conversation was ending.
"I...I don't think think you're a bad bad princess."It was said in such an unheard of tone from Jevil, Seam and Rouxls were taken a back by how muted Jevil sounded. Jevil even seemed shocked a the words that came flying out of his mouth, eyes wide open and turning a shade of purple. Spamton was in utter shock, there face feeling a little hot as they stared at Jevil.
"B-but... how can you say that? You... you barely-"
Before Spamton could utter the last part of their sentence, Queen came galloping in. A huge smile plastered on her face, she swiftly swoops in to give both Seam and Jevil a quick huge and awkwardly waves at Rouxls. Who, with starry eyes, mouth gapes at Queen, utterly enamored by her beauty. This does not go unnoticed by Jevil, who makes a note of it, crumpling it and tossing it in the back of their mind."Heeeey you two~ Oh! and Rouxls as well. That performance you two had done was AMAZING! 10/10 would totally watch a hundred times over again."
'Ha Ha' popped up on her visor as she stared at both Seam and Jevil. Holding a small glass of wine, she slowly takes a nice sip from it. Her face scrunched for a second before going back to her cheery grin.
"This stuff isn't as good as battery acid to be honest, *sigh* but... I have to remember card kingdom residents aren't exactly a bunch of computer programs and or robots HOHO!"
Laughing to herself, she tilts a little bit backwards. Making her drink slosh around in her cup,
"W-well thank you your majesty! That means a lot to us that you enjoy the show. Me and Jevil put a lot of thought and effort into it, its shame though that King Spade didn't like it."
With the past conversation pushed aside, Seam shifted before bowing their head,
"Mind my manners, my name is Seam. I'm the Court's Magician, Jevil, who took the stage with me, is the Court's Jester."
jestering toward the jester (heh) that stood next to them, Jevil gave Queen a respectful bow. To which she nodded her head,
"Yes yes I'm aware of who you two are, Tasque informed me and Swatch when we made it here to the theater."
She shifts a little toward Spamton, who was still distracted and flustered from what Jevil had said.
"Which I do apologize for not being there at the little throne meeting... I'm sure you could understand why."
Queen gave Spamton an apologetic smile, to which they stared back somewhat stoically, cheeks slowly turning back to their pearly white colors. Unsure of what or how to react to Queen, of course they still had Tasque words replaying in their head. But they wanted to hear Queen physically say an apology, rather than ACT as if she's sorry and that Spamton should immediately forgive her.Seeing this, Queen faltered a bit. She was lost for a second, unsure of what to do before breathing in and standing straight once again.
"Spamton... my dear, I was wondering if... it's okay if I can walk you back to your room? You know... just the two of us."
Despite the confidence boost she gave herself, she once again falter a smidged. Although she still seemed determined to fix things, Spamton looked back toward Tasque. Who was having a conversation with Swatch and one of the Kings. They then glanced forward, staring at Jevil for a second before giving Queen a small smile.
"Y-yeah sure, ...what time is it? Is it already that late?"
Rouxls finally snapped out of their longing gaze, reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a pocket watch.
"IT IS...9:30ETH. I GUESS... IT IS GETTING A BIT LATE-AY."
Queen clasps her hand together, pearing down at Seam and Jevil.
"Well then! Sorry to cut this conversation short, Spamton has some paper work to get to."
Spamton gave Queen a confused stare,
"Wait do I actually have work."
"oh yes, you have King to blame for that honestly."
"God dammit..."Sighing at that, Spamton gave a small bow to the group in front of them.
"Sorry, but it seems I have to go. Thank you for the kind words, and until next time"
Spamton gave everyone a small smile, their eyes lingering a bit longer on Jevil's before pearing up at Queen. To which Queen took that as a sign to start walking down the steps of the balcony's stairwell, Spamton followed right behind her. Jevil watched as the two vanished, completely distracted.Rouxls watched them leave for a second before shifting his gaze down at Jevil, noticing that he was still staring at the stairwell.
Rouxls had a mischievous grin on his face, clearly thinking about saying some fighting words.
"OH NOW! WHATETH WAS THAT JEVIL? I'VE NEVER SEENETH YOU SAY SUCH KIND WORDS TO ANYONE-AY~ THOU TRULY STUGGLE TO HIDE ONES FEELINGST."
Jevil didn't respond, he glanced down at the floor in thought. Seam stepped forward in between Rouxls and Jevil.
"Now Rouxls, don't try starting a fight here. Let's end this day on a good-"
It seems like Seam could never get a full sentence out. Cause before he can utter the last words, Jevil turned around.
"ROUXLS ROUXLS, YOU SILLY OL' FOOL FOOL! YOU TALK ABOUT FEELINGS WHEN YOU WERE GAWKING AT HER MAJESTY MAJESTY~!"
Jevil chuckled as he started to prance in place, Rouxls's face turned blue while he stared in horror at Jevil. Lifting up a finger, he opened his mouth to shout but not before Seam placed a swift paw on it.
"Enough you two! Now we will BOTH go our separate ways before anymore arguments happen!"Seam glared at the both of them, Jevil stopping his prancing and lightly kicking the dirt on the ground. He nodded his head, glancing up at Rouxls who was also in agreement, despite being momentarily flustered. Seam took their paw back, wiping their paw on their orange rob.
They stretched and yawned,
"Well now that THAT is settled, lets start cleaning up this theater. I'm pretty sure there will be a lot of work that needs to be done."
Jevil groaned, dragging his claws down his face. Rouxls laughed at this but was quickly silenced by a deadly stare from Seam. The group started to walk towards the stairwell, going there separate ways once they all reached the bottom....**********************The walk from the theater back to their separate rooms was a silent and awkward walk. Queen had some oil dripping from her forehead, as she seemed to toss the idea of how she will be going about this conversation in her head. Spamton, still clearly waiting for Queen to start the unavoidable conversation, glanced off to the right of them. Looking at the boring monochrome paintings and boring monochrome vases that held their boring monochrome flowers, lined against the far right wall. They sighed, they were hoping that Queen would say something... ANYTHING... but alas... it didn't seem like she was actually going to-"Spamton?"
Queen's voice cuts through their train of thought. Snapping their gaze to Queen, Spamton stares back at her, anticipating her next sentence.
Noticing that she now has the small princess's full attention, she cleared her throat.
"Sweetheart... I... I wanted to say how sorry I was for ignoring your feelings and your dream. I should've never told you that it meant nothing or that it was probably because of stress."
Queen stared regrettably at the ground,
"I was just, disturbed... by how you perfectly described the basement. I mean, you've never even been down there! Let alone saw anything through those cameras, trust me, I tried squinting in those things and saw nada."
Queen chuckled to herself, her laugh loud enough to bounce off of the walls that surround them. Glancing down at Spamton, she sees them looking up at her with uncertain and sorrowful eyes. She immediately stopped laughing, coughing a little before lightly wiping her hand on her pants."E-either way, it wasn't right for me to say that to you. I realized that ignoring your feelings will only cause you to feel like your emotions don't matter. Which is not true, the way you feel means everything to me.
Queen gave Spamton a very serious stare, before continuing with what she was saying.
"I never wanted to hurt you, but I did anyways... so with that, I'm truly sorry."
Queen placed her hand on Spamton's shoulder, she frowned at them. Spamton didn't move her hand away, so she thought it was fine for her to keep it there as they walked. Spamton sighed before looking back up at Queen,
"Why were you hiding things from me, I'm aware you wouldn't do anything intentional to hurt me. But you hiding things from me did, in fact, hurt. I'm not a child anymore... atleast, in a month I won't be..."Spamton eyes shifted to the ground, they felt as if their eyes would started spewing out tears if they looked at her for much longer.
"Oh Spam, I-I only did that because I didn't want you to go down in the basement. What if you've gotten seriously hurt! It's been a while since anyone ran maintenance down there, what if there was a wild virovirokun or something-"
She stopped talking when she noticed that Spamton's expression hasn't changed. Thinking back to what they said before, Queen realized what they were telling her.
"...Maybe... Maybe I have been a bit unfair. I don't always mean to treat you like a child, it's just... whenever I look at you... I still see my adorable little Spamton. The one that use to hide behind my legs when someone unfamiliar came striding up to-"
Spamton let out a little 'eek' as they covered their face, furiously flushed to the point that red reached down to their neck.
"OH MY GOG STOP! THAT WAS SO LONG AGOOOOO. GOOOOD HAHAHA!"
They both gawfed at Spamton reaction, the dense air around them began to lift. You could practically hear birds chirping in the distance.Queen was the first to quiet down, as Spamton was still chuckling a bit. Wiping the tears that fell from their eyes, she gazed at them for a second.
Smiling as she saw the small smirk on Spamton's face.
"I promise... I won't hide things from you anymore. AND AND, hehe, I promise I'll start treating you like an adult! But that doesn't mean I won't show you any affection young lady! You will ALWAYS be my little angel~."
Queen crouched down and started hugging and lightly kissing Spamton's forehead and cheek. Spamton shrieked again, laughing as they were trying to pull away from her.
"Alright! alright! I get it, I get it! Haha!"
Queen finally lets them go, they wiped their face. To which Queen stuck her tongue out at them, both of them chuckling at the childish display. There was a comfortable silence between the two, both walking down the last set of hallways before the ones where their room resides in.
Despite everything seemingly being okay, something was still bothering Spamton, they were just curious about something.And so, Spamton bit the bullet.
"So... You checked the basement camera right? Cause I saw you looking at it back in the throne room when we were getting ready to leave."
Queen nodded her head, agreeing to Spamton's statement.
"Yeah, I did check. I had Swatch clean the basement cameras so that I could see a little better, it was REAL nasty."
Queen commented as they rounded the corner, she stood in front of her room's door. With that being said, Spamton's unasked question about Swatch being down in the basement was answered...Although, that wasn't really the question that Spamton was going to ask.
"Did you see anything? Was that weird thing down there or what?"
Nervously looking at Queen, scanning her visor and lips to see if it would give anything away to them.
"No, surprisingly. There was nothing other than an ugly dirty basement that I STILL don't know what to do with Hoho!"
Queen chuckled before opening her door, Spamton deflated a bit. Seeing that there was nothing weird with Queen's statement, nothing out of the ordinary with her face or posture.
Queen noticing their disappointed look, smiled softly at them.
"Hey cmon, no need to be disappointed. Look, I'll tell you what. If you're still nervous about the basement, we can both check it out once we get back okay? Hows that sound?"
Spamton shift their body a little, sighing before smiling up at Queen.
"Yeah.. that would be great actually. Maybe afterwards I can finally sleep haha!"Spamton and Queen both laughed, it didn't last long though. As the both of them grew noticably tired, Spamton stretched a little before looking up at Queen again.
"Well I should probably get going, King supposedly got some work for me to do... unless that was just a lie to-"
"Nope! He actually left you some work, he probably did that because he was pissed off or whatever LOL! Did you honestly think I lied about that?"
"Fucking shit man! It's his fault for being an asshole, uggh! *sigh* Guess I'm not sleeping tonight..."Queen chuckled, shaking her head.
"I'm pretty sure it isn't a lot, a guard left it at your mailbox container outside of your door."
"Mhm yeah, it won't be a lot..."
Spamton rolled their eyes and nodded, Queen giggled at their sarcasm. They waved her goodbye before heading toward their room. Queen closed the door with a soft click, sighing, she leans against the door for a bit.She's glad everything was back to normal... for the most part....********************It was 11:30pm, most of the night staff were roaming the hallways as Jevil and Seam made their way down to their quarters. Tuckered out from all the heavy lifting and cleaning they had to do, not to mention the performance they just did. Jevil jumped face first onto their bed, letting out a small puff of air. Seam laughed as they opened up the mini fridge that was in their corner of the room. Only to find that there were no water bottles left in it, tsking and closing the door, they flopped onto their own bed.
"Well I'll have to make a trip to the kitchen, I could've sworn we had atleast 2 bottles of water left..."
Jevil let out a little 'mmm' as he flopped his arm over his eyes.
Seam slowly sat up and stared at Jevil,
"You know... I wasn't expecting you to say what you said to the princess."
Jevil shifted their body so that they were facing seam, their head resting on their arm. Showing Seam that they had their attention, they continued.
"It's just that, I never heard you say anything in that tone of voice to anyone other than me before. Let alone something as genuinely sweet as that,... maybe Rouxls WAS right haha!""W-WHAT?!"
Jevil instantly shot up from where he was laying down, staggering for a minute before successfully sitting up. Seam chuckled, covering their mouth. They shuffled over to the hallway that connected the room to the exit.
"You obviously have some form of affection towards the princess. It's nothing to be ashamed of... I find it rather cute."
"NOT YOU TOO! SEAM YOU BETRAY BETRAY ME SO! UGH..."
Jevil flopped back down onto his bed, blushing from embarrassment. They covered their face as Seam continued to laugh at them.
"Now Jevil, honestly, it's not a bad thing. I mean, the princess is very sweet and kind! I wouldn't judge you for being interested in them, haha."
"I JUST MET MET THEM?! DO YOU HONESTLY THINK I WOULD FALL IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE SO EASILY EASILY!"
Jevil glared at Seam, which didn't seem to effect them that much as they smiled back at him.
"Then why did you say that to them?"
Jevil stood quiet, thinking to himself for a second.
"I... I DON'T KNOW"Seam stared at them for a second, before smiling.
"Oh Jevil, I didn't say you were 'in love,' just that you have some interest in her that's all. Nothing to be embarrassed about-"
Just as Seam finished their sentence, there were 3 shy knocks on the door.
Seam glanced at the door then back at Jevil, who cocked their eyebrow right back at them. Seam stalked toward the door, out of Jevil's eye sight. He heard them opening it up, stuttering a bit a they greeted the person on the other end.
"O-oh! Your highness! What brings you here at this interesting time of night?"
"Oh I'm sorry, I hope I wasn't interrupting something. I just wanted to uh, talk to Jevil, i-if their here of course."
Hearing the princess's voice, Jevil clambered out of his bed. Falling to the ground and making a loud thud, Seam turned around to see the clown on the floor. Spamton glanced behind Seam, quietly laughing behind their hand."I-I'M COMING COMING, JUST UH GIVE ME A SECOND..."
Spamton smiled and nodded their head, Seam opened the door wider to let them in.
"I'll be out for a little, I just need to get more water for me and Jevil. But please, do come in, and make yourself at home."
Spamton gave them a small bow and a shy 'thank you' as they waddled inside the room. The door was shut behind them, they began to walk into the purple and black room. Admiring the small stars, splashes of green and yellow that accented to the room.
"Wow! Why can't the rest of the castle look like this! I'll probably be more interested in exploring the hallways if the hall had some color and stars on it."
Jevil, successfully got himself up off the ground, he began to dust himself off.
"UEE HEE HEE, AS TRUE AS CAN BE! OUR ROOM IS THE BEST IN THE CASTLE... DESPITE IT BEING A BIT MESSY MESSY, AH-HA..."
Lightly kicking at one of the toys on the ground, he uttered a soft 'sorry'."It's okay really... I think it gives the room some charm."
Giving Jevil a sweet smile, they walked over to the window. Taking a seat on the windowsill, they stared out at the stars. Jevil walked on over and sat right next to Spamton, slightly wringing their hands together.
Spamton shifted their gaze back to him,
"I've always loved everything about the sky, the stars, the clouds... the sun. There's always been a mystical and mysterious beauty to them, like how did they get there?"
Jevil nodded his head, looking back at his room.
"I'VE HAD A SORT OF LOVE FOR THE NIGHT, THE LITTLE STARS TWINKLING IN THE SKY SKY! ALWAYS PUTS MY LITTLE HEART AT EASE EASE."
Placing a hand to his chest, He looks back at Spamton. Who looks at him in full understanding.There was a short pause before Spamton's eyes widened for a second. Closing them in thought, before opening them back up again and turning their attention back to Jevil.
"Although... that isn't exactly why I'm here..."
Spamton anxiously shifted a little, chuckling to themselves. Jevil sat there watching them, he felt as if he knew what they wanted to talk about, which made him a little nervous.
"Why... Why did you say YOU thought I wasn't a bad princess... when you barely know me? I-I'm not mad! But, I just... don't understand."
Spamton glanced down at Jevil's hands, waiting for Jevil to respond. He thought about it, Seam had asked the same thing. He responded with saying he didn't know, which wasn't... entirely true. He knew what he meant by it, just not sure as to why he decided to verbalize it....why does he care so much about this royal? He asks himself this question... despite already knowing the answer.
"YOUR HIGHNESS, EVER SINCE I'VE MET MET YOU... YOU'VE SHOWN NOTHING BUT KINDNESS KINDNESS! I'VE NEVER SEEN ROYALTY BE SO KIND TO ANYONE BEFORE, AND MAYBE THAT ISN'T SAYING MUCH SINCE OUR KINGDOM IS RULED BY... THE KINGS KINGS WE HAVE."
Jevil turned their body more towards Spamton,
"BUT... YOU SHOWED SO MUCH LOVE TO LANCER, AND HAVE EVEN SAVED SAVED ME AND SEAM FROM THE KING'S WRATH. KING CLUB IS A BIT EASY TO DEAL DEAL WITH, BUT KING SPADE! NAH-HA!"
The corner of Spamton's mouth quirked upwards, they softly chuckled to themself."...But... I don't know, god what is wrong with me today haha. I'm over here talking to someone who is a complete stranger to me, I don't even know if you're around my age! I can be talking to someone 3xs my age."
Jevil gawked at them for a second, before huffing out a fit of laughter.
"PRINCESS YOU SHOOT ME WITH SUCH SHARP WORDS WORDS! HOW OLD DO YOU THINK I AM AM!"
Spamton bursted out in laughter, holding onto their stomach they curled in on themselves.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry! I mainly meant it as a joke, really! I know your my age, I saw the picture of you standing by your 18th birthday cake this past October."
Spamton pointed over to the frame which had Jevil and Seam standing together. Seam held the knife as Jevil had a face full of frosting and a ruined cake in front of him. It seems like either Seam shoved his face into the cake... or he probably dove into the cake himself. He seems like the type to do the latter."VERY OBSERVANT AREN'T WE WE! WHY, I EXPECT NOTHING LESS FROM THE PRINCESS-"
"Spamton..."
"SAY WHAT NOW?"
Spamton blushed in embarrassment, clearing their throat a little. They moved closer to Jevil,
"Y-you can call me Spamton, I really don't mind. Plus, it kind of fixes the stranger problem."
Spamton awkwardly smiles at Jevil, who chuckles as he glanced back out the window. Quieting down for a second, he ponders while looking up at the stars. He then turns his attention back to Spamton, they could practically see the figurative lightbulb that pops up on the top of his head.
"WELL THEN, SPAMMY~ HOWS ABOUT WE SWEETEN THE DEAL DEAL A BIT UEE HEE HEE! IF I CAN CALL YOU BY YOUR NAME, AND VICE VERSA OF COURSE. THEN YOU HAVE TO COME WITH ME TO SEE THE METEOR SHOWER TOMORROW AT MIDNIGHT NIGHT!"Not expecting the nickname, Spamton sputtered a little bit, completely turning red. They processed the information that they were just given, a metero shower will be taking place at midnight. Jevil had just invited them to a metero shower... them, as in someone they didn't really know all too well. Were they really gonna make their first friend in how long? They hadn't had one ever since- no stop, don't think about them, they were never your friends anyways.There was Swatch and Tasque Manager, but they're more like family to them than friends. There's a different feeling to family than friends......Did Jevil just call them "Spammy?"Spamton sat there for a second, a look of shock painted their face along side the splatter of red. Jevil looked on in nervousness, sweating bullets, they generally thought they had messed up.
"W-WELL, YOU DON'T HAVE TO IF YOU DON'T WANT WANT TO, SPAMTON... IT WAS JUST A LITTLE OFFER-"
"No!...I...I would love to go."
Spamton sprang forward, grasping onto Jevil's gloved claws. He jolted for a second before sitting stock still, glancing down at their joined hands. Spamton smiling shyly, they glanced down at both of their hands.
Noticing what they were doing, they immediately let go of Jevil's hands. Almost as if they were burned by them.
"Oh! I'm so sorry! It's just that... It's been a hot minute since I had a friend, haha..."
Scratching the back of their head, they sheepishly glaced down. Jevil give them a toothy grin in return, his cheeks were lightly dusted in purple.
"IT'S OKAY REALLY REALLY! I... NEVER REALLY HAD A FRIEND BEFORE, THIS IS MOST EXCITING EXCITING! ENTERTAINING ENTERTAINING!"They both laughed at Jevil's response, getting lost in the moment. The only thing that snapped them out of it was a soft knock on the door.
"Hello? Jevil? Is the princess gone? Sorry I took so long with getting the water bottles, I ran into Rouxls... and you know how much he loves to talk."
The door began to creak open as Seam peered inside. Spamton and Seam locked eyes,
"Oh! I'm sorry, I should be going now, haha! I hope you two enjoy your night!"
Hoping off of the windowsill, Spamton waved a small goodbye and bowed to Seam as they began to make their way to the door. Seam side steps, holding the door for the princess. Just as they were about to leave though, they pivoted on the heels of their feet.
"Hey Jevil!"
Jevil glanced over at the Addison who called out to them.
"I'll be by your room at 11PM, don't forget. Or I might have to hunt you down, kay? Bye~."
Turning back on their heels, they leave without another word.Jevil smirked as they made a mental note at the time they were given. He climbs back onto his bed, waiting for Seam to unpack the water bottles he bought in. Only to glance over at them giving him a sly smirk.
"What were you two talking about~"
"NOTHING NOTHING!"
Jevil shoved himself under the covers and swung the sheets over his head. Seam laughed and placed the water casing down on the floor, opening up the mini fridge."Goodnight Jevil~"The room remained silent, as Seam shoved water bottles into the mini fridge....Swatch slipped on out of their room, tip toeing over to the room right beside there's. Checking their watch, and making sure they weren't late, the watch blinked 12AM in a bright red light. Sighing to themselves, they shoved their watch back into their pockets. Queen had summoned them again, probably to talk about the little stroll she and Spamton had. Speaking of Spamton, Swatch noticed they were walking down the hallway. Which ushered Swatch to zip right into Queen's room, quickly closing the door behind them. Making sure as to not slam the door on its hinges, he sighs, turning around and walking further into the room. Spoting Queen staring out the open window, the cold crisp night air whipping around her robotic silhouette. She glanced behind her, noticing that Swatch had walked in. She fully shifts her body to give Swatch her full undivided attention."You majesty, you called rather late... is everything alright?"
Swatch bowed to Queen, she stands up from the windowsill and steps on over to him.
"Everything is finally alright with me and Spamton, I told her what she needed to know. Which was practically everything now that I think about it."
Queen pondered for a moment, combing through the conversation she had with Spamton.
"The only thing I didn't tell her was that I'm still keeping an eye on the basement and the fact that I locked it. *sigh* I know I promised to not keep things from her, but I'm pretty sure if she was aware of me keeping an eye on the area, let alone locking it. She'll probably believe that there's still a chance that that thing will be down there."
Queen sighed once again, walking over to her bed and picked up the survaliance tablet. She flicks through some camera's before landing on the basement. Still not seeing anything she placed it back down on the bed,
"There's still nothing there of course, atleast from what I could see."Swatch chuckled, grabbing the chair that was by the dresser and sitting down in it.
"And you called Spamton paranoid."
Queen huffed out a breath of amusement, glancing over to Swatch and giving them a smirk.
"Oh hush you! I'm only worried about her safety, that's all. Although, speaking about the basement..."
Queen turned back around to Swatch,
"I didn't call you here for no reason, I want you to call the Swatchlings back home. Tell them that once we start going back to the manor, to unlock the basement."
Swatch quirked his eyebrow at this, Queen had told them before to get the Swatchlings to lock the basement up, and to lock it up TIGHT.
"Is there a reason you want me to do this? This is... sort of out of the blue."
"Of course there is Swatchy my dear~, I made a promise to Spamton. I told her that once we get back home, we could both go down to the basement and look around. It's to give her a peace of mind."Swatch hummed at this, they nodded their head in agreement.
"Do you want them to close up the basement afterwards or to keep it open-"
"Oh no PLEASE keep it closed up, if anything does pop up there I DON'T want it to get out."
"Duly noted... I shall call them right now."Swatch got up from his seat, he bowed before striding toward the door. Queen sat back at the windowsill, getting lost in the shining of the stars.There was a soft click of a door closing in the background...
but Queen didn't pay any mind to it....

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**************Peaking through the small gap between the door and door frame, Spamton peeped down the hallway. They then pulled their head back inside and glanced over at the alarm clock by their heart shaped bed."10:50PM," It's almost time to meet up with Jevil and... honestly this was probably the most excited Spamton has ever been. Not only are they about to watch a natural phenomenon, but they will be watching it with a friend! Despite meeting him last night, they had a feeling that they weren't going to regret it.Moving toward the door, they cracked it open enough so that they can slip out with ease. Softly closing it, and locking it behind them. They began at a quick pace, making sure they weren't stomping on the ground too hard. They wouldn't want to alert Queen, she would probably not be okay with them going out at night. Thinking that it would be too dangerous to leave now. Not only that but if Queen found out that they are going out with Jevil, at night... just the two of them... alone. Spamton knew deep down in their gut that Queen would think that something was up between the two. She wouldn't let Spamton rest a single day afterwards, they just know it.As they were passing by the end of the hallway, where Swatch and Queen reside. They didn't notice a door creaking open, too absorbed in making sure they weren't late. They did promise to meet Jevil in his room at 11PM."Spamton? What are you doing up this late?"
Swatch cocked his eyebrow as Spamton jumped and spun around, almost tripping over their feet.
"W-What? Oh me, haha! I'm just... going out for a stroll. I just needed to stretch my legs ha ha..."
Spamton nervously laughed, they gave him a wide and painfully awkward smile. Swatch only looked more confused at their response,
"Your going out on a stroll now?... It's close to midnight-"
"Yes."Spamton gave a very strained response, they weren't sure if they were in trouble or not. If they begged, maybe Swatch wouldn't run to Queen and tell her about all of this. Maybe Swatch will be merciful and forget all of this ever happened, if Spamton put on good enough show that is. Clasping their hands together, Spamton gave Swatch their best puppy dog eyes.
"Swatch... pleeeease don't tell Queen! I just wanted to get some fresh air, honest!"
Swatch chuckled as they leaned on the door frame of their room.
"Yeah, and it's totally not about the Meteor shower that's happening about 2 hours from now."
Spamton pouted, crossing their arms over their midsection.
"And so what if it is, can't a little guy have a little fun."Spamton puffed out a sigh, turning their back to Swatch.
"No not at all, I mean... it won't be as long as you... I don't know... record a video of the Meteor shower?"
"huh?"
Spamton gave Swatch a puzzled look, are they seriously bribbing them?
Clearing his throat, Swatch continued."You see, I am way too tired to go and see that for myself. I just got done doing some of the Queen's orders, so I'm due for a nap."
Swatch stretched their feathered arms as Spamton pondered for a minute. They knew that Swatch wouldn't REALLY go and snitch on them, they weren't hearless. Although, why should Spamton ignore this simple request? It's just a video, and Spamton cares about Swatch.Plus Spamton doesn't exactly have the time to stay here and argue about it."Okay okay I will, just don't tell her okay? Oh and keep her away from my room, I don't want her finding out that way."
Swatch grinned, taking the princess's hand in theirs. Giving it a good shake, they pull back and grabbed something from the mailbox that hung right next to the door.
"Alright, it a deal then! Make sure you get a good shot, OH! And tell Jevil I said hi."
"Yeah yeah sure thing- wait how did you know I was going to see Jevil?"
Swatch burst out laughing, covering their beak a bit.
"You think I didn't see you coming down the hall late at night? There really could only be one reason, you seemed to have spoken to him before."
"It wasn't even for that long! And he wasn't the only one I was talking to in the theater you know..."Now furiously blushing, Spamton lightly pushes Swatch back into his room. Having enough of this conversation, they wanted to end it as quickly as possible. It didn't really do anything though, as Swatch swayed a bit on his feet but didn't move a single inch. They laughed while Spamton huffed, they COULD actually move them but that would probably hurt em. Either way, the situation was hilarious to Swatch.
Turning around, he walks back to his room.
"Enjoy the meteor shower Spam, and be careful okay?"
"I will I will, now shut up, you're going to make me late."With the conversation finally coming to an end, Swatch chuckled before closing his door. Spamton smirked as they turned around and continued down the hall toward the elevator. Pressing the down button and waited for the elevator to arrive.Once it did, Spamton reached over to press the second floor button but stopped when they saw something dark slinking past the elevator. Glancing up for a second, they checked to see if anyone was there. But they saw no one, they blinked a couple of times. They could've sworn they saw something black and slimy passing by... it eerily reminded them of something, but they couldn't think of what. Shrugging their shoulders, they pressed the button and began to descend downwards.The elevator finally came to a stop at the 3rd floor, keeping its doors close for a second before making a dinging sound and opening up. Spamton sped walked down the hall, waving and greeting every guard that stood by each end of each hallway. It's hard to tell the difference between each hallway but the ones that hold the special residences are more intricately deigned. The baroque architecture changes to a more ancient Rome inspired architecture, the door frames now resembling roman pillers. The opening to the hallway has a very detailed arch with beautiful paintings surrounding it. Of course, its all in black and white but atleast its much different from the rest of the castle.Spamton finally stood right in front of the fabled Jester and Magician's door. Checking their phone, they see '10:59PM' shine straight into their colorful eyes. Swiftly taking in a gigantic and deep breath, they steal their nerves before knocking softly on the door. Spamton wasn't sure if Seam was asleep but they would feel awful if they woke them up. As Spamton waited, they didn't hear any foot steps behind the door. Unsure if anyone had heard their knocking, they reached up to knock on the door again. Until a clicking sound rang through their ears, the door swung open to reveal Jevil floating in mid air.Spamton leapt backwards a bit, almost falling on their ass. Jevil blinked for a couple of seconds before stifling a laugh, finding Spamton's shock to be amusing.
"SORRY SORRY, DIDN'T MEAN TO STARTLE YOU~"
Spamton gazed at Jevil, embarrassment washing over them. They turned red as they covered their face, groaning into their hands. Jevil giggled at this reaction before placing a hand on Spamton's shoulder.
"FEAR NOT SPAMMY, FOR I AM NOT A JUDGE JUDGE! AH-HA!"
"Ugh then why are you laughing, you're an awful liar."
Letting their hands flop to their sides, they slightly smile at Jevil as they continued to laugh into their hand. Letting Jevil have his moment, they take a gander at what he was wearing. A navy blue and light blue pajamas that looked similar to their normal jester outfit. Although the hat appeared more as a night cap, instead of parting into 2 pony tail like parts there's only 1. The cap itself was a striking neon green, the tip of it has a small light blue diamond on it. On his feet were lime green slippers with what appeared to be horns on them. On his J shaped tail was a neon green scrunchy.Honestly, Jevil looked really cute in the outfit. The outfit was an amazing combinations of colors and the small design changes from his usual attire was perfect. Not straying away from what he always wears but is still very much different. Spamton couldn't help but stare, Jevil of course took note of this.
"UEE HEE HEE, LIKE WHAT YOU SEE SEE?"
Spamton jolted, their attention snapping right back to Jevil. They vigorously shook their head, red decorating their cheeks and neck again.
"O-OH! I'm sorry! It's just... I really love your pajamas, they're so colorful! And very much you, I can still tell your the court jester hehe."
Nervously giggling at the end, Spamton scratches their cheek a little as they peer down at the floor.
"AW HEE HEE, TIS A MEER JESTER JESTER. AH-HA, GET IT! ANYWAYS, IT LOOKS LIKE I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH A TASTE FOR FASHION FASHION!"Spamton eyes widened a bit before glancing back down at themselves. They wore a more practical nightgown, this one being longer than the ones they usually wear. It's a cute shade of light pink with some lace at the very top and bottom. They wore a blue and white robe over it, the fabric was silky smooth. They wore a light blue sleeping mask that had a pair of closed eyes and white wings on the top of their head. There was also their weapon holster, which was slinked over their waist. Their magicial umbrella had changed colors to match the outfit, now being a light pink with a lacey design. It rested right at the base of their hip.Spamton giggled to themselves, glancing back up at Jevil.
"Aww thank you~, I try my best."
Jevil's eyes fell on their hip, he lightly flicks his tail at the umbrella that swung at the princess's side.
"ALTHOUGH, I WILL SAY THIS IS QUITE THE ODD ODD CHOICE OF WEAR! WHY BRING AN UMBRELLA WITH YOU?"
Spamton stopped for a second and glanced down at their hip, they chuckled and unhook the umbrella off of the holster.
"Oh this? This isn't for looks... atleast for the most part. It's actually a weapon that's embedded with my magic! Pretty cool huh?"
Spamton spun the umbrella around, showcasing it for Jevil. Who 'ooo'd' and 'ah'd' in amazement.
"If you think that sounds cool, you gotta see this!"Spamton flicked their thumb upwards, letting a small amount of their magic seep out.
The umbrella snapped open,
"It only reacts to my magic! So if I were to give you the umbrella liiiiike this."
Spamton handed over their umbrella to Jevil, who grabbed it with curiosity. Although once it was in his hands it immediately closed, almost slapping Jevil square in the face.
"OOOoooOOO! AMAZING AMAZING! I NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THIS, THE ONLY THING THING I COULD POSSIBLE COMPARE THIS TO WOULD BE SEAM'S WEAPON."
Jevil turned the umbrella around in his hand before giving it back to Spamton, who clipped it back onto their holster.
"HE HAS THESE AMAZING AMAZING NEEDLES, THEY'RE PRACTICALLY AS BIG AS ME ME! AH-HA!""Whoa really? no way! That sounds so cool! Maybe you can show me that some other day, we still got this meteor shower to go to."
Jevil stood still for a moment before perking up, like he just remembered something.
"OH RIGHT! HOW COULD I ALMOST FORGET FORGET! I WOULDN'T WANT TO DISAPPOINT YOU YOUR HIGHNESS~"
Jevil dramatically bows, tilting their head upwards to stare back at the princess. Who jokingly rolled their eyes at them and smiled. Jevil quietly opened the door for them to walk inside, to which Spamton stares in confusion but goes inside anyways.As Spamton walks further into the room, they noticed someone was softly snoring over on the right side of the room. Glancing toward the noise, they see a medium sized lump on the purple bed. A pair of purple cat ears poke out from the top of the blankets, Spamton softly smiles at the display. As they continue to walk inside, they feel someone coming up from behind them.
They turn around and whispered,
"Why are we in your room? I thought we were going to see the meteor shower?"
Jevil smiled at them and floated towards the windowsil, he dropped his voice a couple of octave as he whispered.
"Of course we are, we're just going to take a more fun fun approach~"
Spamton lips slanted as he glanced at Jevil, a little disappointed.
"As much as I love the view from your window, I honestly would prefer if we were outside."Jevil gave Spamton a Cheshire like smile, as he shook his head. He grasped at the bottom of the window and lifted it up, opening and letting the crisp cold air in. He began to float outside the window, turning around to look back at Spamton.
Who looked incredulously at the clown floating in mid air, they raise their voice a bit.
"What are you doing?! We could've just left through the front door?!"
"And get caught by the Spade King King? I don't think think so!... Unless your scared scared? hee hee hee~."
Spamton scoffed in offense, placing a hand on their hip.
"Me? Scared? Psh, oh please. This is childs play~."Spamton jumped up onto the windowsill, unclipping their weapon from their holster once more. They glanced behind them, peering at the time that glowed a bright blue '11:10PM'. They than glanced at a sleeping Seam before returning their gaze back to Jevil. Giving him a challenging smirk, Jevil stretched a hand out to them but Spamton didn't take it, opting to instead, jump out the window. Jevil was taken a back, he immediately flown down to them. Hoping to catch them in time before they meet the ground, but his fears dissipated once they saw the umbrella snapping open. Spamton gracefully floated to the ground, closing it apon their feet touching the purple grass. They glanced up at Jevil, who's jaw was practically on the floor.They gave him a snarky little smirk, reclipping their umbrella back on the holster.
"Aww did I scare you~? HAHAHA!"
Cackling, Spamton hunched over themselves. Jevil didn't even know how to react, they honestly thought they had to clean up princess guts off the floor. Although, watching Spamton laugh their ass off made Jevil cackle out loud as well.
"UEE HEE HEE HOO HOO HOO, YOU'RE QUITE FULL OF SURPRISES SURPRISES!"
"Gotta keep you on your toes some how, and of course prove you wrong."
Stepping forward, they faced towards the forest that scratched out for miles. Spamton turned around and gazed at Jevil,
"Well lead the way, clown boy~ hehe."
Jevil huffed as his face grew a shade of purple, he wasn't a huge fan of people calling him a clown. BUT, the princess saying that to him didn't actually bother him that much.Jevil began to float on ahead, sinking deeper and deeper into the scarlet forest. Spamton trotted up behind him, looking around at the scenery. The lush red and purple leaves crinkling on the trees as the wind blows past them. Some of the leaves fly off of the trees, too tired to keep holding onto the branches. They fall on the purple grass that shined with fresh dew. Jevil shivered a little due to the cold air, but was able to mask it for now. Seeing that Spamton wasn't effected by the cold, they could only assume that the princess had either ice magic or a strong cold tolerance.The air grew colder as they grew closer to the lake. Jevil floated above the still water, glancing back at Spamton. He assumed that he might actually have to help the princess with this one...Until he just saw them step onto the water like it was nothing, causally walking on it like they were Jesus.Spamton trots up to Jevil, every step of their foot left a small wave effect on the water.
"WHAT- HOW- HOW ARE YOU DOING DOING THAT?!"
Spamton let out a small 'hm?' before looking down at their feet.
"Oh! Yeah my magic allows me to bring the water molecules closer to each other without freezing and or cause the water to turn to fog, see?"
Jevil stared, mouth a gap at Spamton was they jumped and jogged in place. Showing how stable the water was underneath them, it honestly looked like there was some sort of surface underneath their feet. The water shallowly splashed about as the princess jumped and pranced around."AMAZING AMAZING! I WISH I CAN DO THAT!"
Spamton stopped jumping, pondering to themselves before smirking mischievously at Jevil.
"Who said you can't? We have time."
They stomp with all their might onto the water's surface. The water began to instantly freeze around them, Jevil slowly floated down onto the frozen surface. Generally shocked at everything the princess is capable of doing. Spamton turns around for a second, checking to see if the surface has fully frozen over before turning back around to Jevil
"You ready?Jevil was quiet for a moment, his smile dropping a little as he let out a nervous laugh.
"I-I UH... HEE HEE... DON'T KNOW HOW TO ICE SKATE SKATE."
Spamton began to giggle, they moved closer and held onto Jevil's hands. Jevil glanced down at their connected hands, he looked back up with a goofy smile and purple cheeks.
"I didn't ask if you can skate, dummy. I asked if you were ready. I'll hold onto you, and I won't let go. I promise."
Spamton stared back at Jevil, he could've sworn there was a light pink dust on their cheeks.
Jevil cleared his throat,
"YES YES... I'M READY."
"Perfect~"Spamton started slowly moving backwards, to which Jevil panic a bit as they stared down at their feet.
"Do you know how to roller skate?"
"NO..."
They slowly glided about the icy surface, Jevil constantly shuffled his feet so that they wouldn't glide too far apart. Other than that, they weren't moving their feet as much. Unlike Spamton who was shifting their feet from left to right, albeit a lot more slower than they usually do.
"Hmmm, do you know how to skip?"
"OOO YES YES, WHO DOESN'T HEE HEE."
"Okay cool! It's kind of like that but you don't kick yourself off the ground, instead try skipping but backwards. Just remember to NOT skip off the ground, let yourself glide."
Jevil nervously glanced down at their slippered feet, their tail wiping around erratically. Spamton softly smiles at him as they tighten their hold on him, not enough to hurt but enough to remind him that he has their support.
"Do you trust me?"
"W-WHAT?"
Spamton leaned in, their nose wasn't TOO far away from Jevil's face.
"I said, do you trust me?"Spamton stared a him, waiting for a response. Jevil pondered for a second, never had they ever trusted royalty. All throughout Jevil's life, royalty has been nothing but cruel and uncaring to him. They would never trust royalty with his life, not in a million light years...But none of them were like Spamton, none of them showed the kindness and sophistication that they have. And with the way that they held on to them, with so much care and with a grasp that says, "I'm here." ...Despite only knowing them for 2 days, Jevil felt like he can place his trust in them.
He wouldn't say that about any royal, just this one.Jevil gave Spamton a confident head nod, staring right back at them.
"I DO."
Spamton gave Jevil a toothy grin,
"Then don't look down and trust yourself, you won't fall."
Jevil's eyes widened, he tilted his head up and tried his best to not look down. He slowly started to 'skip backwards,' letting his feet glide along the ice as they both picked up the pace. They continued to slide about, Jevil and Spamton stared at each other, grinning like idiots. The both started to laugh, Jevil nervously at first but it soon grew to normal cheerful laughter.
"You see! You're a natural at this! I don't even know why you were so nervous! hahaha!"
Spamton glanced down at both of their feet, then glanced back up to Jevil. Only to see Jevil smiling at them, they mentally sputtered at this and blushed slightly. They tilted their head to the side to avoid Jevil gaze as they began to slowly shift their feet to the right. Noticing that they were about to hit the end of the lake.Jevil struggled for a second, looking at their feet. He tries his best to mimic Spamton's movements, which wasn't half bad as he got it in less than a few seconds.
Spamton chuckled, realizing what Jevil was doing.
"You're a fast learner, I didn't even need to tell you to shift your feet to the right, you're already doing it."
"OH I CAN DO ANYTHING ANYTHING HEE HEE~"
Spamton chuckled at Jevil, clearly seeing that Jevil is blowing smoke up their own ass. They began to stretch out their arms, still holding onto Jevil but loosening their grip a little.
"Since you can do 'anything anything,' I guess you don't really need me anymore."
Spamton sighed in fake sadness as they gave Jevil a cheeky grin. Jevil's face dropped and he staggered out a shaky breath.
"WAIT WHAT-"
"3..."
"N-NOW WHEN I SAID I CAN DO ANYTHING-"
Jevil began to sweat, a few droplets appearing on his forehead.
"2..."
"I MEANT ANYTHING ANYTHING WITH SUPPORT OF COURSE... please don't let me go-"
"1..."
"SPAMMY WAIT-"
"WEEEEEEEEE~"Before he could finish begging to Spamton, they had already released him. Letting him glide off into the distance as they follow closely behind him. Jevil let out a small shiek as he moderately glided back down the lake. He wasn't moving as much first, but once he noticed that he wasn't falling he began to move his feet slowly. Jevil started to giggle, shocked at how well he was doing. It slowly turned into cackles as he sped up a bit, Spamton started speeding up as well to keep up with them. Genuinely amazed at how he already got the basics of ice skating down pack."Alright WOOO! You're doing it, you're doing it!"
Spamton, practically behind Jevil, was cheering him on. Following him now on his far right, they were now slowing down a little. Not feel like they needed to follow him as much anymore. Jevil though, began to turn around as they finally reached the end of the other side of the river. Swerving a little to the right, they began to to speed up again.
Although they slowly started getting closer to Spamton, they realized they didn't know how to stop. Spamton, now pulling out their phone, couldn't exactly move out of the way in time.
"UHHH S-SPAMMY? ...SPAMTON? SPAM?! YOUR HIGHNESS WATCH OUT-"
Before Spamton could look up from their phone, they both collided into each other and tumbled down onto the icy river. Now side by side, they both were quiet for a second before bursting out into laughter."SORRY SORRY, YOU DIDN'T EXACLTY TELL ME HOW TO STOP UEE HEE HEE."
Spamton's cackles slowly died down, they wiped their eyes and glance to the side where their phone resided.
"It's okay, you technically found a way to stop anyways, Hahaha!"
Jevil, who was slowly gliding upwards on the ice, was openingly struggling to get himself up. Spamton glanced at him and giggled, they began to get up themselves. Rolling onto their stomach and scrunching up onto their knees, they sat onto the heels of their feet.
"Can't you just float back up?"
Jevil groaned and laid flat onto the ice, seemingly giving up.
"BUT I'M TOO TOO TIREEEEED."Spamton huffed, smiling at Jevil before getting up securely on their feet. They glided up to Jevil and grabbed his hand, pulling him up onto his feet with one swift pull.
"WHOA! H-HEE HEE."
Not expecting to be pulled up with such ease, he let out a small yelp, it wasn't exactly like he was the lightest darkner in the dark world. Spamton's grasp lingered for a couple of seconds longer before they finally let go, blushing a bit as they awkwardly glanced at Jevil.
"Sorry! I probably should've gave you a little warning hehe..."
Jevil chuckled,
"IT'S OKAY REALLY REALLY! I DIDN'T MIND."
Spamton smiled, gazing at Jevil before they deciding to finally check their phone. Only to gasp and start to ice skate off onto the side, getting off of the ice.
"Jevil we have to get going or we're going to miss the meteor shower! It's already 11:45PM, here get off of the ice so I can return it to its normal state."Jevil followed Spamton's orders and began to skate toward the side of the lake, hoping off of the lake and turning towards it. Spamton waved their hand in the air, causing the ice to swiftly melt and change back to water. Jevil was memorized by the display, he crouched down and lightly tapped at the water. Confirming that it was, indeed, water. He then shoved his fist in it, seeing that his fist sank right in instead of hitting a surface or floating like Spamton did. He pulled it back and patted his hands down onto his PJ's.Jevil turns around and sees Spamton waiting for him to lead the way,
"DO NOT FRET SPAMMY MY FRIEND FRIEND, FOR THE AREA IS JUST RIGHT UP AHEAD."
Spamton smiled and chuckled at the small addition to the nickname.
"Okay~, I'm ready when you are."The two began to make their trek past a couple of trees, before making there way to an open field. Spamton slowed down, completely in awe at the area surrounding them. They stared up at the sky, seeing thousands and thousands of little stars sparkling against the black canvas. The moon shone down onto the wet purple grass, making the grass sparkle and shimmer. There was a bunch of blue glowing flowers that littered the ground, if Spamton squinted harder, it almost looked like they were pulsating. The trees surrounded the area, creating a safe haven. It generally looked like an area where a magical mythical creature would probably lounge about. There was a small hill that Jevil was floating upwards to. They glanced back to see if Spamton was following, only to see them strolling up the hill, taking in the sights.Jevil floated back down towards Spamton, gently taking their hand.
"IF YOU'RE AMAZED AMAZED AT THAT, THEN YOU HAVE TO SEE THE VIEW AT THE VERY TOP TOP!"He slowly lead Spamton to the top of the hill, it took some time since it was relatively big. When they finally reached it though, Spamton's eyes grew large. They were met with a view of the forest that lead to the Field of Hopes and Dreams. They felt like if they reached their hand up to the sky, they would probably be able to smear the whole dots all over the inky canvas. Maybe they could even take a bite out of the moon, curious to see if tales of a cheese moon truly existed. Of course it didn't... but that still wouldn't stop Spamton from trying."Wow... this is... this is amazing! How do you know about this place?"
Jevil, who was looking at the sky, glanced down at Spamton.
"OH I USUALLY COME HERE A LOT TO CLEAR MY HEAD OR TO PRACTICE PRACTICE MY TRICKS AND MAGIC MAGIC!"
Spamton stared up at the sky again, completely hypnotized by its beauty.
"I wish there was something like this in Cyber World, I could never really see the stars from my window."
They plopped down right onto the ground, Spamton reached their hands up to the sky.
"There's just so much light pollution, even in the fields you can still struggle to see them. There's only like, what... a hand full of stars that are visible in the field."
Sighing, they let their arm drop onto their lap. Still fixated onto the sky, Jevil decided to take a seat right next to them."Usually, when I take a break from all the stress of the manor. I venture out in a cloak to the fields, even if it was a few stars... I would still take my time admiring them."
Spamton frowned a bit, something replaying in their mind. Seeing them frown a little cause Jevil to glance at them in concern.
"You know... its been a while since I hung out with someone like this. Someone who isn't family that is."
"How long has it been?... if you don't don't mind me asking."
Jevil lowered his voice, not wanting to ruin the moment between the two. Spamton finally glanced back at Jevil, softly smiling with saddened eyes.
"...It's been almost 7 years, it was right after I was invited into the manor."
"Wow, 7 years? I mean... you mentioned that you haven't had had a friend in a while. But I wasn't expecting it to be 7 whole whole years."
Spamton criss crossed their legs, getting into a more comfortable position.

There was a short period of silence between the two, the air between them was a bit somber. Jevil pondering on how to tread lightly through this, wanting to help the princess out.
"Does the Queen allow you to have friends friends?"
Spamton's gaze shot back at Jevil,
"Oh of course she does! She isn't cruel, trust me!... its just."
Spamton stopped for a second, reaching out to a glowing flower and plucking it out of the ground. They gazed at the flower for a second, before speaking again.
"After being labeled as a princess, it was hard making real connections. I felt like... every relationship I tried to have, had some sort of power embalance."
Spamton sighed, lifting the flower up to Jevil
"It's hard to keep a relationship up when people don't exactly see you... for you. They just see royalty, someone to idolize to extreme measures. To place unobtainable expectations onto..."
Spamton stared forloningly off to the side, placing the flower back on the ground.

"People wilt under that type of expectations, you start to scrutinize yourself. Self doubt and hatred start to bloom inside your heart, as you think to yourself, 'are you doing enough? Or are you letting everyone around you down?'"
Spamton went to lay down on the grass,
"It's impossible to have friends sometimes, cause you don't know which is real and which is fake. And in the end... you'll just end up getting hurt."
Jevil glanced up at the sky before meeting Spamton on the grass.
"Well, that's a gloomy gloomy way of viewing it. Whenever you open yourself up to people your always at risk of getting hurt."
Jevil shifted his body, making sure he was facing Spamton. Who tilted their head towards him.
"All that matters matters is who you decided to keep close close."
Spamton softly smiled at Jevil, leaning in closer as they shifted their body toward the sky again."I am curious though, whatever happened to your old group group?"
Spamton stayed quiet for a second, to which Jevil grew nervous. Thinking they over stepped a boundary before Spamton started speaking up again.
"They were never really my friends, atleast... I saw that after I left. They were always cruel, thinking I could never make it."
Spamton huffed, crossing thier arms over their chest.
"Anything I said would be made into a joke, whether it was serious or not. They would make fun of awful things that would happen to me, about... situations I was forced into."
Spamton stopped for a second, trying to remain calm before starting up again.
"They left me because they were jealous, they ask me how in the world did I get invited into Queen's manor, someone as defective as me. I simply told them that I placed trust into my art work, the sole thing that saved me. And I left them, cause I realized they were never my friends."
Jevil let out a small laugh, glancing over at Spamton.
"Good Good, they sounded like assholes anyways. They just wanted to keep bringing you down down, but you were way too high to reach. Soaring soaring like an angel through the sky far above them."Spamton smiled and laughed, blushing as they glanced down at the flower by their feet.
"Yeah... I was soaring wasn't I?"
The two laid there in silence, until Spamton pointed upwards.
"Oh hey there's Polaris!"
"Polaris?"
"Yeah its the northern star, the brightest in the sky. I could barely see it in Cyber World, so its nice to be able to see it now."
Jevil continued to stare at Spamton who continued to stare up at the sky. Opening his mouth, wanting to say something before he heard a loud boom.White stripes started to paint the sky in small showers.
"WHOA IT'S STARTING!"
Spamton scrambled to get their phone out, setting it up and pointing it up into the sky. Jevil and Spamton pointed at the light show that appeared in front of them, 'oo'ing and ah'ing at each and every shower. Sometimes even jumping as some that created loud noises known as sonic booms. The two giggled and laughed, poking fun at one another for getting scared. It was truly an experience.Despite being there for 2 hours, the two felt like it had only been minutes. As the showers came to an end, the both of them got up. Dusting off their clothes and yawning. Spamton ended the video and began to tap at the screen.
Jevil tilted his head,
"SENDING THE VIDEO TO SOMEONE SOMEONE?"
"Huh? Oh yeah! I was just sending it to Swatch, I made a bargain with him that if I recorded the shower he wouldn't tell Queen that I snuck out."
Jevil chuckled at this, moving an arm over Spamton's shoulder.
"OOOOoooOOO SMART SMART DEAL! WE SHOULD ALSO SEND A PICTURE DON'T YOU THINK? TO SHOW HOW FUN FUN IT TRULY WAS!"Spamton hummed to themselves, before perking back up.
"Okay~ Get a bit closer, I don't wanna get only half of you now hehe."
The two leaned into each other, Jevil crossed his eyes and stuck his tongue out as Spamton place his fingers behind Jevil's cap. Putting up some bunny ears behind him and cheekily smiling into the camera. There was a small second before the camera snapped a photo of them. Spamton then sent that photo to Swatch and placed their phone back into their pocket.Spamton and Jevil began to make their way back to the castle, chatting away at the amazing night that they just had together...Although, in the area that they were just in. Alone flower laid on the ground, pulsating and parroting a single line."Yeah... I was soaring wasn't I?"...Swatch laid in bed, looking up at the ceiling. They were most recently struggling with sleep, maybe it was the stress that Queen had them under. Either way, they were wide awake, with only their thoughts to entertain them as boredom slowly crept up under their skin.Swatch closed his eyes for a second, only to snap them open when he heard his phone vibrate twice. Scrambling to get to their phone, hoping and praying it wasn't Queen asking them to do something again. They squinted thier eyes as they glanced at the notification, seeing that Spamton had sent them a video and an image. They huffed, a smile crossing their face as they opened their phone up to view the video and image.Within the video, they saw the meteor shower that had happened. Hearing Spamton and Jevil scream at the loud noises and get excited was something that warmed the birds heart. Spamton seem to generally enjoy the Jester's company.Which only made Swatch happier when they saw the image of the two at the very bottom, with the small caption of...

'It was amazing.'...

----- CHAPTER BREAK -----

...*Whispers* *Whispers* *Whispers**Whispers* *Whipsers* *Whispers*A plethora of voices bounce about within the pitch black room. It was so dark that Spamton couldn't see anything in front of them. Spamton attempted to open their eyes... but they felt like they couldn't. Their eyes were either glue shut, or they were just actually blind and couldn't see anything anymore. Which caused some fear to bubble up under the surface of their skin, making their feathers stand on edge. They tried to shift their arms, wanting to rub at their eyes to see if that would help clear things up...But they couldn't, shifting about more violently now. Panic stricken, Spamton opened their mouth. Only for nothing to come out, the only thing that came out was small puffs of air.As Spamton continued to panic, struggling to gain some control of this situation. The whispers grew to roars, lapping at their ears. They couldn't decipher it, they were all talking at once....Until one familiar staticky noise became the more dominate voice....☞︎✋︎☠︎✌︎☹︎☹︎✡︎📬︎📬︎📬︎
✋︎🕯︎✞︎☜︎ ☞︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎👎︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎📬︎*************************Spamton's eyes flew open, too paralyzed in fear to say or do anything. They haven't realized that they were holding their breath until their chest started to hurt. Rapidly heaving in a fresh breath of air, Spamton began to cough. Placing their hand to their chest, they started to shuffle into a sitting position. Spamton rubbed at their forehead, feeling the sweat droplets that gathered there. They wiped their hand on their blanket, to which they peeled off of themselves. Spamton felt like they were melting, despite the room being as cold as an igloo.They got up and stalked towards their heart shaped mini fridge, pulling out a rack of ice and popping some out. They juggled them for a few seconds in their hand, letting the ice melt a bit before popping one into their mouth. Crunching on the ice and feeling their body temperature go down. They sleepily let their eyes trace around the room until it fell onto the alarm clock that sits besides their bed."8:00am"
The calender right besides it states, November 28, 2003. They let out a shaky sigh, they had to regain control of themselves. They couldn't just leave the room like this, god knows what would happen if things got worse. Taking deep breaths and counting, they had gotten their breathing somewhat under control. They felt very faint due to their somewhat erratic heartbeat, their NOW regulated breathing, and the spike in their body temperature, which is usually below 0 degrees due to their ice abilities. They were probably expelling all of their body's temperature out, which caused the room to grow cold and their body to grow hot.Why is their magic starting to act up like this, it wasn't THIS hard to control them when they were younger. Although when they were younger they weren't exactly dealing with nightmares like this. That one was odd though, it was back to the plain rooms but this room was pitch black instead of a cloudy room. Not to mention that there was that voice again. That same voice from the first time they heard it, why is it there again...They thought about going to Queen about this dream for a millisecond before remember how she reacted the last time they told her about a similar thing. They knew the Queen said she promised to take them more seriously, it's just so hard to believe her now that they know she lied to them. But then again, it was only once that she lied. Her reasoning being for their own safety did make sense, but despite this... something didn't sit right in their gut.Spamton was lost in thought until a knock was heard from their door,
"Excuse me your highness, are you awake? The meeting will be starting at 10:30am. The Kings were wondering if you could come a little earlier than that."
Spamton rolled their eyes, of course they would want them there earlier. Probably to greet the other rulers since is been a while.
"Yes just... give me a second."This morning had already soured Spamton's mood, stressing out over their magic and a dream they had was NOT how they wanted to start their day. Not to mention how tired they were, they low-key wanted to just slip back in bed. But sadly they had things to do, so they start stalking toward the bathroom. Taking a towel from one of the hangers by the door, they shut the bathroom door behind them....Spamton adjusted the dress they wore as they viewed themselves in their mirror. It was a vintage dark navy blue dress, it had golden highlights that decorated the corners. There were dark blue roses all over the dress, one on the choker, and five on the lower half of the dress. There were also ruffles on said dress as well, there's a ruffle that decorated the choker, their waist, and the breast section of the dress. They weren't big ruffles, but they were noticable. The dress also came with black lacey gloves, giving it a victorian regal look. On Spamton's hip was their signature holster and umbrella. The umbrella had a ruffle look to it now as well, its color had also changed to a navy blue. They decided to go with their natural curly hair, which was very thick and coily. It was hard to manage but they were able to get their very long hair to work for them today.Spamton stood there staring at themselves, golden crown that was bejeweled with blue gems in hand. This was one of the many crowns that Queen had issued to be made for them. Thinking that since they were very much into fashion, it wouldn't hurt to make multiple crowns for them. Each a different color and style, some of them were even bigger than others. But no matter the amount of crowns she made, Spamton rarely wore them. They felt to off on their head, almost like it was too big for them to wear despite it being made perfectly FOR them.They sighed and gently plopped it on, shifting it a little before settling for a look. They glanced at their endless bookbag, just 2 days ago before meeting up with Jevil, they had shoved their work documents inside of the bag. Neatly of course, they're pretty sure King Spade would not like it if the work papers were all messy. It also wouldn't be very responsible of them if they turned it in like that anyways.Without another thought or word, Spamton grabbed the bag and slinked it over their shoulder. They walked up to their dresser and looked at the variety of perfumes and cologne they had. Deciding to go for a vanilla and cream scent for today, lightly spraying themselves. They placed the dark blue and gold bottle back down onto the desser. Making sure they had everything they needed, they began to put on their golden high heels. Giving them that extra 4 inches off the ground, rounding their height to 5'6.Spamton checked the time once more, before leaving...
"9:00am."
*************************"JEVIL, I DO NOT HAVETH TIME FOR YOUR SILLY-ETH GAMES!"
"BOO HOO HOO, SO CRUEL SO RUDE RUDE! I SIMPLY JUST WANTED YOU TO WATCH MY LITTLE MAGIC TRICK TRICK!"
Jevil faked cried into his hands, wanting Rouxls to feel guilty. Of course Rouxls doesn't fall for this, he has most of his focus on the stacks of paper that he is trying organize.
"DON'T YOU SEETH I'M BUSY WITH SOMETHING!"
"NOPE"
Jevil stared back at Rouxls with one of his signature shit eating grins, the urge to slap him in the face coursed through Rouxls veins... But he decides against it. Kneeling down to one of filing cabinets, rouxls pulls out one basket and places it on the desk. He starts to put all the paper work inside of it, huffing out in frustration as he felt Jevil peer over his shoulder."DO YOU MINDETH? SOME OF US HAVE A MEETING TO GET TO..."
Snatching the basket up, Rouxls starts to walk out of the filing room. Jevil floated on behind him, not exactly finished with bothering Rouxls. Rouxls walks over to the elevator and punches the up button. As he was waiting, he notice that a certain... Jester, kept floating closer and closer to him and the basket he had in his arms. Moving the basket to the side he glares at Jevil."WILL YOU STOPETH! IF YOU RUIN THESE PAPERS, THY KING-AY WILL HAVETH MY HEAD!"
Jevil started to chuckle as he began to float toward the opposite side.
"UEE HEE HEE, THAT SOUNDS LIKE ITS MORE OF A YOU YOU PROBLEM~"
"GO AWAY!"
Rouxls pulls the basket closer to his chest, he tries his best to avoid Jevil's grubby little hands.
"AWW CMON ROUXLS, I ONLY A WANNA PEEK PEEK. I CAN'T HELP BUT TO BE CURIOUS CURIOUS~"
Rouxls groaned in annoyance, he opened his mouth to say something but heard a dinging sound. The elevator finally pulled down to the first floor, the doors opening up. Rouxls quickly shuffled inside, Jevil follows right behind him. Rouxls goes to press the 5th floor button, stepping back into the middle of the elevator. The elevator's doors closed, starting to ascend to the 5th floor."WHATS SO IMPORTANT ABOUT THOSE PAPERS ANYWAYS? DO THEY HAVE CLASSIFIED SECRETS SECRETS?"
Jevil wiggled his fingers about as he made another attempt to grab a piece of paper until Rouxls lightly slapped his hand away.
"NO, THEY JUST HAVETH GENERAL INFORMATION-AY ABOUT THE MANY DIFFERENT DARK WORLDS WE ARETH ALLIANCED WITH."
Jevil hummed to themselves in thought, before smirking mischievously at Rouxls.
"SO SO WOULD THERE BE ANY INFORMATION ABOUT CYBER WORLD-"
"IF YOU'RE-ETH CURIOUS THEN WHY DON'TETH YOU ASK YOUR LITTLE GIRL FRIEND-"
"ROUXLS I SWEAR TO GOD-"Both of them stopped as the elevator came to a random stop at the 4th floor, the doors opening with a ding.A pale figure stood by the door,
"Oh Jevil! Rouxls! I didn't exactly expect to see you two so soon... well atleast Rouxls. I wasn't really expecting to run into you Jevil."
Spamton trotted inside of the elevator and stood right next to Jevil, giving him a large smile. Jevil was silent, completely taken a back from Spamton's appearance. They weren't aware of how curly Spamton hair really was, only ever seeing it lightly blow dried. So their curls were much more loose then what they were now. Not only that but they thought that the color blue and gold looked perfect on Spamton's complexion. Not to mention their heels, which made them look much more taller.They looked like a baroque princess, in all of their regal glory."AH SPAMTON! SO GLADETH TO SEE YOU! I WAS JUSTST ABOUT TO HEADETH TO THE MEETING, WOULD YOU LIKEST TO ACCOMPANY ME?"
Spamton hummed to themselves, pondering it for a millisecond.
"Yeah sure, I don't see why not. Although..."
Spamton shifted their gaze to Jevil,
"I was hoping Jevil could come along with us? I mean he is already here in the elevator, it would be rude to leave him behind."
Rouxls sputtered a little, wanting to instantly say no to the Princess's request but was interrupted by a small chubby Jester.
"OOoooOOO CAN I CAN I? I WILL BE AS SILENT AS A BUTTERFLY BUTTERFLY!"
Spamton momentarily giggled at the analogy,
"OH SHUTETH YOU! YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T BE THERE! ONLYST ROYALS ALLOWED!"
"THEN WHY OH WHY ARE YOU YOU GOING? ARE YOU THE KINGS ACCESSORY ACCESSORY?"
Rouxls gazed flippantly at Jevil,
"AN ACCESSORY?! HOW DARETH YOU!""Alright you two that's enough, please! I have a headache, and I really don't want it to become worse. "
Spamton stood between the two, giving both of them a stern look.
Rouxls groaned, briefly holding the basket in one hand as the other went to his face. Which was Rouxls biggest mistake, once there was an opening Jevil immediately zipped over to Rouxls. Causing Spamton to jump a little in shock as Jevil snatched one of the papers inside."H-HEY!"
Rouxls went to go grab at the floating Jester, but missed. Jevil was too far up for any of them to reach, he stuck his tongue out at Rouxls as they lifted the paper up to their face. Jevil scanned the paper's ribbon and seal, seeing the Card Kingdom insigna on it.
"HMM, WHATS IN THIS THIS ONE ONE?"
Rouxls stomped his foot down, clearly frustrated at Jevil's antics. Spamton on the other hand, finally coming down from the initial shock, reached over to the elevator's buttons. Not seeming to care about the important document in Jevil's hand, they pressed the close button. Finally closing the elevator door and continuing on to the 5th floor.Raising a fist and shaking it at Jevil, Rouxl's face turned a dark blue as he visibly grew more and more frustrated.
"NONETH OF YOUR BUSINESS-"
"There should be general knowledge about Card Kingdom in it. Boring stuff like the economic stats, alliances, food storage, and a general assessment of the kings."
Rouxls glanced down at Spamton in shocked, not expecting them to just blatantly tell Jevil "classified" information.Spamton notices Rouxls gaze on them and gives Rouxls a confused look,
"What? I just said the general gist of what the scroll SHOULD have. Although, since its usually done by KING of all people... it most likely has some biases. It probably also has some of his stupid opinions."
Rouxls deflated a little, the tone of Spamton's voice puncturing his precious heart. It was almost as if they were implying that the papers weren't as important as they should be. Which meant that Rouxls further arguing about it would be redundant."Aww now don't look like that Rouxls, if it makes you feel any better I can tell you what's in the Cyber Kingdom's documents."
Spamton bought their bag to the front of them and began to dig through it. Jevil floated a little closer down but not too close, thinking that Rouxls would still grab at him. Although Rouxls seemed more focus on what the princess was doing.Spamton pulled out a folder, opening it and pulling out 5 pieces of paper.
"I haven't sealed it yet, but that's because I haven't ran the papers by Queen yet. As much as she says, 'as long as the paper was reviewed by someone in power, it can be sealed' it still doesn't feel right to seal it without her seeing it."
Spamton cleared their throat as they skimmed the paper, getting ready to summarize what was on the document."The economy in Cyber World is at a somewhat stable area, capitalism is flourishing as expenses for mundane items stay relatively stagnant. As for the alliance we have, Card Kingdom, Circuitry City, Paradiso, Pelagic Oasis, Spasmodic Mansion's relationships are still strong. Food is looking good for now, although there is a shortage in 8-Bit chocolate, which sucks. But anyways, as for the assessments. I put Queen as a kind but stern ruler, very caring and kind. Although, I didn't really know what I should put for myself so I just left it blank. Queen always fills that in anyways, you know... to keep it unbiased... kind of."Rouxls stood there staring at Spamton, while Jevil lazily floated about in the air. As much as he tried to pay attention, he did zone out every now and again. Spamton glanced up from the paper, noticing the stares that they were getting. Placing the paper back in the folder and then back into their bag, they began to chuckle.
"You see? Not important at all, just some boring information about our kingdom."
Rouxls glances up at Jevil who still had Card Kingdom's scroll in hand, he frowned at them.
"IT MIGHT NOTETH BE AS IMPORTANT-AY BUT IF THIS LITTLE WORM RUINETH THY SCROLL THEN I'M DOOMED."
Spamton shrugged, staring straight ahead of them as the elevator was drawing closer to the 4th floor.
"Well, atleast it won't be my scroll~."Jevil, still floating above them, chuckled at Spamton's response. He let the scroll drop back into the basket, which caught Rouxls off guard as it passed by his face. Before Rouxls could reprimand him for not being more gentle with the piece of paper. The elevator was already stopping at the 5th floor, opening up with a infamous ding. To which Spamton began walking out, along side Jevil, who floated down to their level and began to walk along with them.Rouxls let out a small sigh, as he stepped out of the elevator and followed right behind the two....As the trio made it to the meeting room, which was the dinning area but instead of a retangular table there was a large round table in its place. The boring white chandelier was still up on the ceiling, shining a light down onto the surface of the table. There were exactly 10 chairs surrounding the circular table, all relatively big and intimidating. Some of the rulers were already sitting down in their miniature thrones, the kings expect for Spade, were in their respected seating as Queen sat in her personal floating throne. How she got it here... is a mystery to the people in the room. Swatch stood by her right as Tasque Manager stood by the left of the chair that sat empty right next to Queen.There was also another person there, their head was a large tv with an antenna sticking out of it. They had stretchy robotic limbs that seem to wiggle and wobble every time they move them. White gloves cover their metal hands, they gave them an almost cartoonish look. They also wore a black suit with a red tie, further confirming the animated look. As they turn around in their seat, a permanent smile plastered onto their screen."SPAMTON! YOUR GRACE, ITS AMAZING TO SEE YOU AGAIN. IT'S BEEN WAY TOO LONG!-"
"Jesus Mike, in door voice PLEASE. You're not on your set right now..."
Mike got up from his seat, a laugh track followed right behind him as he walked up to the annoyed princess.
"Hahaha! Sorry Sorry, it's hard to turn off that 'on-air' voice you know!
His voice went down a couple of knotches, but can still be described as a yelling. Spamton glanced over at Queen, who was giving him a lapsided smile. Swatch and Tasque both gave them a thumbs up, wishing them good luck. They softly sighed and plastered on their crowd favorite, award losing smile."Mike... wow... how I missed you haha... ha..."
Not sounding too thrilled, Spamton tried their best to come off as friendly. They stretched their hand out to Mike, who opted to invade their personal space with a hug instead. Pulling aggressively on their arm to swing their body closer.
"Aww, cmon now we aren't strangers! I thought we moved on from hand shakes! What happened to our hug haha!"
"It would be fine... if you didn't kill me with every single one!"
Spamton's voice strained as they stuggled to breath in the crushing embrace. They shook their feet about in the air, glancing at Rouxls to help them. To which Rouxls gave them a worried gaze and immediately walked up to Mike.
"AS MUCHETH AS YOUR ENTHUSIASM IS... WELCOMED. MAYBE YOU SHOULD LET THY PRINCESS GO BEFOREST YOU HURTETH THEM?"Mike let out a short 'Oh,' giving Spamton one last extra Squeeze before letting them go. Spamton let out a small wheeze as they took some time to regain their breath. Jevil pranced up to Spamton, lightly patting their back. To which Spamton slightly smiled up at them, giving them a quiet 'thank you'. Jevil's face grew a very faint purple as they cheerfully nodded their head.Mike, taking note of the vibe between them, moved in closer to Jevil, invading their personal space. He gave them an odd glare, smile falling ever so slightly before moving his 'lips' upwards again.
"Now who is this little fellow? Never seen you here before!"
Jevil staggered back a bit, not exactly too keen on someone suddenly getting so close to his face like that. Spamton swiftly placed a hand on his back, making sure he didn't fall backwards.
"This is my good pal Jevil! He's the Court Jester, which meeeans he is the KING of jokes! Ah aah~ get it!"
Spamton smiled as they awkwardly finger gunned Mike, they bore a cheeky smile on their face. Hoping to convince Mike that it would be okay if he could stay,
"Mmmm no I don't!"
Mike gave Jevil a eyeless stare, his smile still present but not reaching its full size.
"Sorry your majesty but he can't be here-"
"And I'M sorry Mike, but you are only one person. Since we live in a democracy, you'll need more than one person to agree with you, riiiight~"Spamton gave him a snarky smile, they began to walk up to the round table. Glancing at Queen and the Card Kings, they bowed to them.
"Your majesty, will you be ever so kind as to allow the Court Jester to stay during this meeting. I promise he won't be any trouble and will follow the rules."
The kings glanced amongst themselves, unsure of what to say. Appearing very nervous for some reason, almost as if they knew something was about to happen. They stood silent for a while, as Jevil gave them the most innocent smile. He plopped down onto the floor to show how much of a god boy he is.
Queen laughed, smiling at Spamton and Jevil.
"Ho Ho Ho, I most definitely do not mind. I wouldn't want to keep two friends apart~"
Queen gave Spamton a cheeky smile as Spamton gave her an empty glare, blushing a little from the implications. Mike on the other hand, didn't seem so please, his smile straining as he waited for the kings responses. Although that never came, as someone off to the side gained their attention."Ahem! If we may interject."
Swatch raised his hand up, getting everyone's attention.
"Me and Tasque wouldn't mind if the Jester stayed, this meeting is to solely just check up on everyone's kingdom right? I don't see the harm."
Tasque Manager nodded in agreement, she was about to add in a comment until Mike interrupted her.
"Yes but this has nothing to do with you. You two are merely just servants of the Queen and Princess-"
"Now Mike, I will not stand by and watch you disrespect my family. Their opinions matter JUST as much as mine and Queens."Spamton stared sternly back at Mike, who's screen began to flicker a little. Mike stood quiet for a second, Tasque and Swatch glanced between each other as Queen's visor had 'oop' in red lettering. Jevil couldn't help but to cheekily grin at Mike, seeing him too stunned to say anything was very entertaining to him.
Queen chuckled a little before deciding to say something.
"I for one agree, my dear Swatchy and Task's opinions are of great importance to us. You wouldn't want to disrespect their opinions, right Mike? That's almost like you're disrespecting us!"
Mike's smile falters a bit, not exactly turning into a full frown but his mouth was noticeably smaller. Mike then clasped his hands together, smile returning to it full fake level.
"But of course your majesty, please don't mind my minor impudence."
Dramatically bowing to Queen, Mike glanced toward Spamton. Who stood with their arms crossed off to the side, Jevil and Rouxls right behind them.
"And as for you my darling little princess-"
"Don't call me that-"
Completely ignoring Spamton's wishes, Mike continued.
"Your little, 'friend' can stay. Just as long as he doesn't get in the way of the show~, wouldn't want to make King upset now would we."
Spamton rolled their eyes, they grabbed at Jevil's hand has they took him to the seat right next to Queen.Tasque's eye twitch as Jevil drew closer to her, not exactly wanting to be this close to the chaotic gremlin. Spamton leaned over to her, whispering into her ear.
"Now Task, I know you aren't a huge fan of him but he's my friend. Please... try to get along, atleast for me."
After finishing that sentence, Spamton gave Tasque the best puppy dog eyes that they could muster up. To which Tasque tried to fight it... but eventually crumbled under the adorable gaze. Not wanting to ruin Spamton blooming relationship with the clown, she sighed and shifted a little to make more room for Jevil.Jevil smiled at Tasque as he pranced right into place. Glancing up at Tasque with a toothy grin, to which she huffed out a sigh and rolled her eyes. Spamton began to shuffle to their seat. Plopping right down on it and looking up at Queen who was on their right.
"I'm glad you could make it! I sent someone to wake up up, just in case you slept in."
"Oh so that was you? I was told it was the kings that wanted me here early."
Confusion flashed across Queen's face for a second before she peered over at the kings for a second. Right as her eyes landed on them though, their heads snapped back to the front of them.Queen hummed for a second, then glanced back down at Spamton
"Yeah I have no clue, I feel like if I ask them though they would probably say they forgot."
Seeming to ignore the strange behavior from the kings, she guffawed. Although Spamton was more focused on the Kings behaviors, fixing their gaze onto them as Queen laughed. Although that didn't last too long as Queen realized that Spamton wasn't laughing with her, she followed Spamton's line of vision back to the kings.
"What's wrong?"
Spamton snapped out of it, staring back at Queen.
"W-What? Oh! It's nothing, I was just... thinking."Queen stared at them for a few seconds before glancing behind Spamton. Seeing the jester that her daughter walked in with make a funny face at someone behind her. She then blinked for a bit, turning around to see Rouxls giving Jevil the stink eye. Although he immediately stopped once he noticed Queen looking at him, awkwardly waving with a shy smile at her. Spamton giggled behind her, leaning forward."I think he likes you~-"
Queen snapped her neck back at Spamton, face physically feeling hotter.
"What? Him? Nah he's just some weirdo that kisses King's feet."
Spamton gave Queen a lopsided smile, tilting their head and glancing back at Rouxls.
"Aw cmon! Give him a chance, he's really sweet! As for the whole King thing, I'd say its more out of fear than respect."
Queen hummed to herself, she turns back around to stare at Rouxls. Who blushes as he awkwardly stands there.
Perking up, Spamton lightly tapped Queen shoulder. To which she turned back around."Look, I bet if I called him over. You two could finally have the chance to get to know each other, maybe you'd even like him!"
"Wait what-"
Before Queen could say anything Spamton was already waving down Rouxls, who stalked towards the area they sat at.
"HE-HELLO YOUR MAJESTIES! IT'S AN HONOR-AY TO BE-ETH HERE IN THIS MEETING."
Queen gave Rouxls a very awkward smile, completely out of her element. She was not prepared to be in a conversation with him.
"Oh! Well yes! I mean, I'm pretty sure this hasn't been your first right? since you are the 'duke of puzzles' right?"
Rouxls nodded his head,
"YESETH, THIS ISN'T MINE FIRST! BUT TIS IS WITH YOU."
As Rouxls said that, fake gagging sounds could be heard right behind the two of them. Rouxls tilted his head far enough to be able to glanced behind Queen, seeing Jevil's pointer finger near his mouth. In a gagging motion, he stuck his tongue out a made a gagging sound as Spamton watched on, giggling at the display. After noticing Queen and Rouxls staring at them, they both stopped. Smiling back at Queen and Rouxls as they both tried to look as innocent as possible."Well you two are getting along swimmingly~. When were you going to introduce me to your little friend here Spam."
Queen grinned down at Spamton, shifting her body towards Spoamton.
"O-Oh! Well this is Jevil, we meet like uh... 2 days ago haha..."
Queen's face shifted to one of shock, she placed her hand under her chin as she rested the other one underneath the elbow of her arm.
"OoooOO You two just meet and your already the bestest of friends."
Queen clapped a little as Spamton's and Jevil's faces grew a bit colorful. Jevil chuckled though, shaking off the awkwardness as he naturally started to prance in place."YES YES, THE PRINCESS IS QUITE THE CHARACTER CHARACTER!... IN A GOOD WAY OF COURSE."
Queen chuckled as she watched Jevil dance about, Rouxls rolled his eyes. Not impressed by his shenanigans that he sees everyday.
"WILL YOU EVERY TAKE ANYTHING AT SERIOUSLY JEVIL? YOU ARE INETH A IMPORTANT MEETING ROOM-"
"YOU MEAN MEAN THE DINNING ROOM ROOM-"
"OH YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!"Spamton watched as Rouxls and Jevil had a miniature fight in front of them, glancing at each other, they couldn't help but let out a small laugh.Mike continued to watch on, glaring at them and the kings from his seat. The small conversations between the 4 continued until the elevator doors came juttering open. Heavy foot steps can be heard in the distant hallways, a figure soon appearing in the room... King Spade had finally arrived. He stalked about to his seat, glaring at everyone before his gaze dropped onto Spamton."It seems like the others aren't hear yet, how disappointing."
Spamton rolled their eyes, glaring right back at King.
"I mean, they DO live in other dark worlds. Not to mention dark worlds that are very far away from this one. You should be glad that they are taking the time out of their day to be here-"
"Funny for you to be saying that, I don't think you would think the same after finding out what decision they came to."
Spamton stared at King in pure confusion, glancing up at Queen who also appeared very confused. 3 Question makes appear on her visor, she then glanced at the kings on the opposite end of the room. Hoping to get the answers from them, but for some reason, they kept peering down at the table in front of them. Sweat now visible on their foreheads, it honestly looks like they are going to vomit. Which just further confused Queen and Spamton. Mike also seemed to not know what was going on, as he stared at King, expecting him to explain what he meant by what he said. Jevil, Rouxls, Tasque Manager and Swatch all stood there in utter silence. Not sure how to really process what was going on."King, dear... what are you talking about? A decision? Without conversing with everyone else in the room-"
"It has nothing to do with what we are going to be talking about."
King interrupted Queen as he began to step closer to Spamton's seat.
"It was more or so about who is allowed in such a meeting."
"Just what the hell are you getting at-"
"I think you know what I mean when I say that."
King swiftly interjected Spamton's inquiry, to which they were left stunned for a second. Before realization hit them like a loaded truck, their face morphed to pure anger.
"You didn't..."
"Oh but I did."
Spamton stood up on their seat, right in Kings face.
"You bastard! I can't believe you!"
Spamton fist met the table, thankfully no ice formed onto the surface. Although the table did shake from the amount of force that Spamton put into their fist. Jevil and Rouxls both jumped a bit from the unexpected out burst. King guffawed, bearing his teeth to the world.
"Me? HAH! It was mostly the other rulers, oh and that includes the other Card kings."Spamton was in utter shock, eyes widening for a split second before angrily glaring at the Kings. who, of course, coward under their gaze. Spamton began to heavily breath, both in a mixture of anxiety and in pure unbridled anger. The room's temperature started to drastically drop as Spamton grew more and more upset.
"UnFUCKINGbelievable, I have every right to be here! WHO the HELL gave you the rights to do that!-"
"We live in a democracy right? I think it fair enough... Plus."
Briefly leaning into Spamton's personally space, King mischievously grinned.
"It's my kingdom... not yours."
Queen seemed to have had enough of this as she instantly stood up from her chair, glaring at King. She was fumming as smoke was comically coming up from the top of her head
"Now king you are COMPLETELY out of line! How is this a 'Democracy' if you never ran it by me OR Mike?! You PURPOSELY excluded people from this!"
"Even if I included you two, the results will still be the same. 7 to 2-"
"How in the hell do I not get to vote?!"
Spamton interrupted King, glaring daggers right at him.
"Obviously since the decision is about you, YOU wouldn't have a say in it."
"Oh so what about Swatch, Tasque Manager, Rouxls and Jevil!"
Glancing off to the side where the 4 stood, King gazed at them in disgust and disinterest. Which caused Tasque Manager to scoff and Swatch to Huff, althought Jevil remained stoic as Rouxls started to sweat under the King's gaze.
"There opinions don't matter because they aren't in power, not to mention the fact that the damn clown wasn't even suppose to be here in the first place..."
King snarled down at them, lifting his chin up as he did so. Jevil ROM the side lines, felt like he wanted to jump the King then and there, but he told himself to remain level headed. Spamton on the other hand, stood there utterly fuming. They watched as King began to arrogantly stroll back to his seat. They couldn't stand it...In mere seconds, Spamton had hopped off of their seat. Stomping towards King as he was about to take a seat in his chair."What do you have against me, really? I have done NOTHING wrong-"
A small flurry started to shower the room as the room's temperature kept drastically dropping. King turned around baring a snarky grin on his face.
"You cosplaying as royalty isn't wrong to you?"
"I am NOT cosplaying, so what if I'm not a blood royal? I put in as much effort as anyone else here!"
"That isn't the only reason why-"
"THEN WHATS THE REASON-"
King stepped fully into Spamton space, butting them with his belly. Spamton stumbled back, falling onto the floor. They began to crawl backwards as King continued to stomp closer to them. Queen and the others watched on in full anxiety and anger, they were all practically fumming as they watched Spamton get cornered by King"IT'S BECAUSE YOUR A DAMN DEFECTIVE ADDISON!"King's voice roared through the room, the furniture vibrated before settling again. Spamton stared in shock, completely silent on the floor. Swatch's jaw dropped to the ground. Right next to him, Tasque stood, absolutely FURIOUS at King. The Card Kings are now hiding under the table, not wanting to deal with the kings wrath. Jevil and Queen both watched on in utter shock, blood and oil respectively boiling under the surface of their skin.As the room grew colder and colder, quieter and quieter... King decided to continue his tirade
"An Addison has no place in this meeting, let alone a defective one..."
Despite the response being short, it cut through Spamton like a hot knife. They felt the surface of their skin burn and ache under each word. They stared up at King, a mixture of emotions and thoughts running through their mind and eyes.No one made a move, not until Queen furiously stomped her way between both King and Spamton.
"Are you out of your DAMN mind King! How DARE you call my child defective!"
"Oh please! He is not your child-"
"YES SHE IS!"As King and Queen continued to argue with each other, Jevil floated towards Spamton. kneeling down in front of them.
"Spammy Spammy are you okay-"
Jevil lightly fell onto his ass as Spamton suddenly got up, the flurry surround the group picked up a bit just as Spamton took a deep breath. As much as they want to be the mature one in this argument...They couldn't fucking STAND king and his stupid face! And just the fact that everyone else voted to kick them out of this meeting pissed them off too."ENOUGH!"
Spamton let out a shout, gaining the attention of everyone in the room. Queen and King both suddenly stopped their bickering, Queen taken a back by the sudden loud shout coming from their relatively calm and soft spoken child. Spamton stared at the two for a second before turning their gaze to the kings who were cowering under the table.
"I am so SICK and TIRED of your imcompetence... how in the FUCK did you guys EVER become kings?! You let him have all the power while you guys are over here twiddling your thumbs, wondering what the FUCK to do with yourselves! At this point, you guys can't seem to think a single THOUGHT FOR YOUR OWN GODDAMN SELVES! USELESS!"
King chuckled at this, shaking his head. To which Spamton glared straight at him.
"What the HELL are you laughing about!"
"You want to have a seat here, and be besides the other royals... but you can't even control your own magic...OR your emotions..."Spamton's eyes widened as they finally decided to glance around the room. Being able to finally see through their blind rage, they started to take notice of the situation they had placed themselves in.The room itself seemed to be experiencing a very minor snow storm. Spamton's eyes grew wide as they saw this, their shoulder sagged a little from their aggro state. They began to take note of everyone else in the room. The kings cowering both from fear of them and from how cold it was in the room. Rouxls staring at them in deep concern, rubbing his arms up and down his shoulders to try and keep himself warm. Swatch and Tasque shaking from the sheer frost, yet still appearing very furious. Tasque's movements are even slowing down a little, the bright light that emitts from the electrical current that are keeping her hands in place are starting to fade in and out. Queen's heat thermo activated due to how cold it was in the room. Spamton hasn't even notice the temperature since the cold doesn't exactly affect them.But what really hit them was the look on Jevil's face. It was one of pure shock and hurt. They laid on the ground, perched up on their elbows staring straight into Spamton's soul. It appears that Spamton hadn't noticed that they accidently and indirectly knocked over Jevil as they were getting up from the ground.They stood silent for a second, fear and sorrow latching onto their very being. Their face shifted to one of shock, then to pain and horror... and then finally... to sorrow. They closed their eyes, trying their best to recollect themselves. It took a while but the snow did eventually stop, ground free of any white and cold fluff. They opened their eyes once more, small droplets of tears could be seen forming at the edges of their eyes. They tiredly glared back up at King, who only gave them a toothy grin.
Spamton huffed in disgust, suddenly ripping their bag off from their back. They roughly dug through it before yanking out the documents from earlier. They then threw it on the ground in front of King.
"...Go fuck yourself."
Their voice sounded strained and defeated, seemingly a bit damaged from all the yelling. They slapped their bag back onto their back, starting to speed walk afterwards toward the elevator. Which brought Queen back from her shocked state,she began to shout out behind them.
"Wait Spamton! Where are you going? Spamton!"Spamton ignored Queen's inquiry, continuing to walk out into the hallway. Jevil hurriedly stood up, staring at Spamton's receding back. He glanced over at Queen who worriedly stared back at Spamton. They then glared back at King who was smiling at the whole ordeal.

They let out a small huff of air before floating down after them...."W-WAIT! SPAMTON SLOW DOWN DOWN!"
Jevil raced on after Spamton, who has taken the elevator back to the 4th floor. They were both now running and soaring through the residential area of that floor. Making all sorts of noise as they both make strikingly close calls with a couple of guards who were on duty. To Jevil's disgruntled surprise, Spamton was relatively fast for their short stature. Not only that but they were also running in heels, which is practically impossible. Jevil was desperately trying to catch up to them, but they kept weaving out of his grasp at the last minute. Finding ways interesting to put some distance between them. Warping doesn't even work, as Spamton would just maneuver out of the way. Jevil had called out to them many times, trying to see if the prospects of a conversation would slow them down. But it didn't seem to interest them at all, as they continued to weave past guards. Effortlessly avoiding the plants that were on the sides of each corner."PLEASE I JUST WANT TO TALK TO YOU YOU-"
Jevil stopped mid sentence, seeing Spamton whipping their face around to glance back at him.
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Spamton lifted their finger, they started to draw symbols in the air. After they were done, the symbol flashed a deep purple. A large black hole formed a few steps ahead of them on the floor. Spamton turned around once more, glancing at Jevil. Tears in their eyes as they then leaped right inside of it, disppearing instantly. Jevil being a few feet behind, tried his best to follow them down into it. Being fully aware of not knowing what he was getting himself into, but thinking that it was far too late to go back now. But by the time he was even near the hole, it disappeared. Jevil ended up face planting into the ground, letting out a loud groan as he laid there in pain.He pushed himself up onto his elbows, rubbing his face. Jevil stared at the ground in pure utter confusion, trying to figure out what in the world had just happened. They placed both hands on the ground, rubbing it at first before lightly slapping it. Seeing that it did nothing, they thought back to the movement of Spamton's finger. They knew about the different ways a darkner can use magic. One of them being the natural way, an energy drawn from the soul that can be used during battle or just for mundane things. Another way would be Spell magic, not as common but most definitely still used. There's hundreds of books out there that have different cantations, dances, and or movements that can spawn a burst of energy similar to natural magic. Albeit, not as strong as natural magic but a great substitute. The third and final way is through potions, not that many people use this way since its very time consuming to make a potion. Although the effect are very promising, either way, the magic that was used in front of them wasn't natural or potion magic. Jevil pondered about the probability of it being a certain feature that addisons can do. But he never heard of an addison being able to spawn black warp holes, let alone any programming that helps them out in battle. All Addisons ever do is advertise, its the main reason as to why they exist. What Spamton had done had to be some sort of spell...but they've actually never seen that type of spell be used before. It was something entirely different from the spells Seam can cast, let alone the ones that he knows how to cast. The fact that Spamton was even able to cast such a spell was very impressive. Jevil was once again mazed by Spamton's abilities, and general knowledge of magic. Although, him on the other hand, should probably start reading more spell books. He would probably be able to find Spamton a lot more easily if he had more knowledge about spells. Finally getting back up on his feet. He started to pat at his attire, slapping all the dust off his clothes. Jevil then reach for his head, grasping at his hat which was a little lopsided. Readjusting said hat, he began to float in the air once again. Glancing around to see if the princess warped anywhere around the area, only to see no sign of them. Jevil then began to zip through the hallways and corridors, trying his best to locate Spamton.

They searched high and low, far and wide...but for some reason, they couldn't be found anywhere inside of the regal building. Jevil was starting to grow worried, Spamton almost seemed to have just up and disappeared. Jevil was getting so desperate that they even went to check their room. Hesitating at first, he didn't exactly want to to invade their personal space. But he was so worried about them that he ended up teleporting inside, only to find that it was completely empty. Looking around, Jevil took note of the minor mess in the room. Seeing that Spamton probably had a rough start of the day didn't make them feel any better. In fact, it only worried Jevil even more.Finally warping out of the room, they decide to go back down the hallway to the elevators. Jevil pressed on with his search, coming to the decision of combing through each floor, one by one.
They started with the first floor... but found nothing. They then went to check the second floor... but found nothing. They then... went to check the third floor... but found nothing. They then went BACK to the fourth floor...... but STILL found nothing.It has gotten to the point where Jevil started asking guards if they have seen the princess around...Only to be met with confused expression and shoulder shrugs. Some even seemed a bit concerned afterwards, to which Jevil waved them off. Saying that everything was fine. Which wasn't ENTIRELY a lie... it just wasn't 100% the truth.Jevil began to deliberate where else he can look, deciding to check the front courtyard. Taking the elevator back down to the 1st floor, Jevil stepped out into the cold sunny morning. Scanning his surroundings, he glanced at the trees that decorated the sides of the stone path. Jevil let his feet touch the ground, the grass tickling at the worn down jester shoes. He begans to walk down the path toward the left side of it, believing that maybe Spamton hid behind one of the trees. Only to find no one was there. He then decided to check the other side, looking around the trees that littered that area. But he only found the same results, he lets out a sigh.He rubbed at his face again, hoping that it would get his brain to work. They really needed to find Spamton, it just didn't sit right for them to just leave them like that. To leave a friend... alone after going through something difficult. They knew what being alone with ones own thoughts could do to a person.And they felt like... Spamton just needed someone to talk to... like a friend. And what are friends for?Jevil glanced up at the roof of the castle, thinking that maybe they could get a better view of the area from up there. Lifting himself up off the ground, they flew high up into the sky. Slowly drawing closer to the castle as they go farther and farther up. They felt the wind grow rougher and rougher the further they go up, growing to a full roar as they made it up to the top.As they make it up there, they quickly scan the roof. Seeing nothing, they floated to the opposite end. Squinting their eyes to get a better look at the surrounding area. The lush red and purplish trees made it super hard to see the floor as they blocked most of the ground, which discouraged Jevil a little.They spent a couple of minutes in the fridged area before they couldn't stand the cold anymore. Jevil's fingers felt like they were going to fall off. They couldn't stop themselves from violently shaking. His teeth clinked against each other repeatively, being the only thing that could be heard in the area. He felt goosebumps forming under his clothing. As an attempt to keep himself warm, he desperately rubbed his hands together. Although it wasn't very effective, his fingers grew numb. Jevil physically couldn't stay up on the roof for much longer.Just as he was about to throw in the towel, he saw something. He desperately squinted his eyes, as he made an attempt to view past the colorful leaves. For a couple of seconds, he saw a familiar white figure slipping past some of the trees. It looked like they were heading toward the open area that they were at 2 days ago.Jevil smiled to himself, floating down toward the opened field. Not wanting to be noticed by Spamton yet, they floated slowly behind them in the same direction. Eventually reaching the field of blue flowers. He stared off into the distance, seeing Spamton slowing down as they reached the hill. They plopped right down onto the same area they sat at before, scanning the scenery around them as they drew their knees up to their chest. Jevil floated back to the ground, not wanting to scare them, they began to walk up the hill. The closer he drew to the princess, the colder the air got."I told you... I wanted to be left alone."
Jevil stopped right in their tracks, glancing down at their feet. They felt their heart leap into their chest as they heard Spamton's tired and defeated voice. Jevil instantly regretted coming to the hill, feeling as if they crossed a line. They thought about turning around and letting Spamton have some space... but something didn't sit right with their tone of voice.
"I... THOUGHT YOU COULD USE USE SOME COMPANY..."
Something inside of Jevil's brain convinced them to stand their ground. So they did. Spamton didn't say anything as they turned their head to the side, staring at Jevil for a few seconds. As Spamton stared at them, Jevil took notice of how tired and wet their face appeared. His eyes widened, concern written all over his features. Seeing this, Spamton immediately turned back around, sniffling a bit to themselves. Since Spamton hasn't told them to leave yet, he continued to walk up the hill until he reached the top. Taking a seat next to them, not too close though, as he wanted to give them space to breath."...What do I have to do to prove myself. To prove that... I can be more than just some defective Addison."
Spamton lightly pulled at some of the grass on the ground, small sheets of ice formed on the grass as Spamton touched it. They immediately melted though, due to how thin the ice was. Jevil remained quiet, wanting Spamton to get everything off of their chest.
"I mean, I'm literally a princess of a kingdom. I'm one of the highest grossing traditional artist, I just... don't know what I'm doing wrong..."
Spamton's voice quivered as they glanced down at the ground in front of them.
"Will I always just be seen as some type of freak, some... THING that can't control their magic... Will I only ever be just a defective Addison to him..."
Spamton began to tear up, voice coming apart at the very end of their sentence.
"What's... What's wrong with me...?"
Spamton voice broke, as they began to choke on their unshed tears at the end.
"Nothing... nothing is wrong wrong with you."Jevil interjected Spamton's self loathing, his tone was the same as it was before. Soft and delicate, almost as if they were talking to a wounded animal.
"Don't you see see? You're the only one that's able to wield wield magic in your world. You may not notice it now, but that could be a sign sign. For something far more greater than King could ever imagine imagine."
Jevil sprung onto the heels of his feet, dramatically waving his arms around in the air. Spamton was startled, leaning back a little as Jevil pranced about in front of them. They sniffled, softly smiling at the strang yet enduring display.
"Just think of it! your magic growing stronger stronger! HONING YOUR ABILITIES SO THAT THEY CAN BE DONE EFFORTLESSLY EFFORTLESSY. TAMING YOUR INNER BEAST, AND PROVING PROVING... ONCE AND FOR ALL TO KING!"
Jevil's voice rose back to it grandiose volume, he floated above Spamton. Blocking the artificial sun in the sky with his body, he casted a shadow onto them. Spamton didn't seem to mind though, as they were eating up every word Jevil was saying.
"THAT YOU CAN DO ANYTHING ANYTHING!"There was a short comforting silence between the two. As Spamton finally registered everything Jevil had said, their cheeks lightly dusted pink. Spamton gazed at Jevil in amazement... He wasn't entirely wrong. Practicing their magic could help them be able to maintain it, atleast for the time being. Although, with how quickly it seems to grow, it appears they will have to constantly train. Which isn't SO bad, Spamton always loved to spar.Plus, growing strong enough to the point where Spamton feels like they could confidently kick Kings ass sounded VERY enticing.Thinking back to what Jevil said before though, about their strengthing magic being a sign. Spamton isn't sure if that's a good or a bad thing. Taking their nightmares into consideration, that sign could very well be about the end of the world for all they know...Thats if their nightmares even mean anything, which it doesn't!... Right?Spamton seemed to be in their own world as Jevil came back down from his shortly lived high. Noticing their friends hesitance, Jevil sat right in front of Spamton.
"Whatcha thinking about there?"
Voice returning to the volume and tone from before, Jevl tilted his head down. Trying to catch a glimpse of Spamton's thoughts through his eyes. Spamton contemplated telling Jevil about their nightmare. Not really knowing how Jevil is going to react, or if they would even take them serious. Spamton took a deep breath .
"Jevil... Can I... Can I tell you something?"
Jevil's eyes widened at how serious Spamton sounded, shifting a little before giving Spamton his full undivided attention."...I've been having these dreams... dreams about some weird entity. It was made out of black slime and had this disturbing smile on its cracked face. It constantly twitched about, it was barely holding onto its own body. Each time this creepy thing got close to me there would be this really loud staticky noise. Not only that, but there was also this strange intelligible noise, it almost sounded like it was trying to say something to me... I don't know what though. It always chases me around, trying to catch me. But I usually wake up before that happens."Jevil nods, staring at Spamton as they absorb everything they tell him.
"Did you tell tell Queen about this?"
"I did... but she didn't take it seriously at the time. I had another similar dream with that thing when we were coming over here. We talked about it for a couple of seconds but the conversation ended up in an argument."
Spamton glanced at Jevil, watching as Jevil runs through his thoughts.
"We did end up patching thing up again, but... I don't know. She revealed that she's been hiding the fact that I dreamt about the basement, despite never seeing it before..."
Jevil hummed for a second, deep in thought.
"So you don't know know if you can trust trust her?"
Spamton somberly nodded their head,
"It's not like she had lied to me before... atleast... I don't think she did, I... I can't really say that with confidence now...""So you're unsure if she is still hiding things from from you, or that she might hide things again again?"
Spamton sighed, glancing down at the floor.
"Yeah..."
Spamton stayed quiet for a second, not wanting to doubt Queen like this. Especially since they have already talked about this to Queen.
"As much as I want to trust her... I just don't think I can, atleast... not fully... not anymore"
Jevil stood up, dusting himself off. He's eyes wondered behind Spamton for a brief second before looking back down at them.
"Then why don't we just investigate ourselves selves? If there's a chance that Queen could still be lying, then she isn't a trustworthy worthy source for answers."
Jevil extended their hand out to Spamton, inviting them to stand with him.
"You generally believe that there's something going on with these dreams dreams, and I believe that there's something special special about you. We can figure out what's going on together!"Spamton gazed up at Jevil, glancing down at his hand for a second before taking it. Jevil swiftly pulled them up, cause Spamton to stagger a bit. Lifting the other free hand to stable themselves, to which Jevil grabbed as well.
"Your not alone alone... atleast not anymore. There's always a reason for everything, we just have to find it."
Spamton stared at Jevil in utter shock, pink blooming on their face. Their eyes becoming a bit watery from the sentimental statement.Someone finally was going to take them seriously! Someone was finally willing to help them! They didn't toss aside the possibility of this dream meaning something, they heard Spamton out about it and took their thought and feelings into consideration!...Jevil thought they was special.Spamton's face turned beet red as they kept thinking about that last thought. Jevil, he adorably sweet bean that he is, waited patiently for a response. Flashing them a small grin. Spamton cleared their throat, willing away the blush that took over their face.
"How are we going to go about this? I don't really know where to start...Or even HOW to start. What if Queen catches on to me doing my own investigation, she did say the reason she didn't tell me was because she didn't want me to go look for answers myself. Thinking I would get hurt..."
Jevil rolled his eyes at this, clearly not caring what Queen thinks.
"QUEEN CAN COMPLAIN ALL SHE WANTS WANTS, ITS HER FAULT FOR NOT TELLING OR HELPING HELPING YOU!"
Spamton... has to agree on that to be honest. They probably wouldn't go off on their own like this if she just had been honest with them. Maybe thne they could've been doing this together..."Okay... but that still doesn't answer my other question. How are we going to do this? I mean, we'll probably need some help from someone who knows this type of thing very well. More well then me of course, hehe~"
They both let out a little chuckle, Spamton couldn't help themselves from making a joke. Effectively lightning the mood once again.
"MAYBE MAYBE WE COULD ASK SEAM? HE KNOWS A LOT ABOUT MAGIC MAGIC! THEY PROBABLY KNOW ABOUT DREAMS AS WELL!"
Spamton smiled and nodded, they were finally going to get the answers they were dying for.No more wondering why they were the only Cyber World resident born with natural abilities.No more wondering about terrifying dreams that seem to be too real for them to just ignore.No more wondering why they aren't good enough for this world.Jevil and Spamton smiled at each other, feeling as if no one could ever stop them in their little quest.Neither of the two noticed that their hands are still locked together, a silent promise to never let the other go....Just them against the world...

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Spamton stepped onto the latter that stood leaning on the library shelf. Jevil stayed at the bottom of the steps, holding onto it and making sure that it didn't wobble as they were looking for a book."Uhh... so what are we looking for exactly? I don't really know where to begin when I comes to researching about strange magic stuff."
Jevil glanced up at them, he appeared a bit confused.
"REALLY? I THOUGHT YOU READ BOOKS BOOKS ON MAGIC BEFORE?"
"Oh no I have! But, those books were about more normal circumstances of magic. I wouldn't really say my situation is the norm, not to mention living in a dark world were the norm is to NOT have natural magic."
Spamton began to grab at books that were titled, "Oddities of Magic," "The Origins of Magic and Spells," and "Curses and magic deformities."
"There honestly wasn't a lot of magic related books in Cyber World, I had to get some imported from other places. My mom has been working on that though, and I would say it has gotten a bit better. Atleast, there's been more magic related book in the libraries."As Spamton started to step down the latter, they glanced back at Jevil, who gave them an odd smirk. After getting completely down, they faced Jevil.
"Why are you giving me that look?"
Spamton awkwardly chuckled as they stared at Jevil's goofy yet adorable face.
"OH IT'S NOTHING NOTHING... OTHER THAN THE FACT THAT EVERY TIME YOU HAD MENTION MENTIONED QUEEN, YOU'VE ALWAYS USED HER NAME. BUT THIS TIME YOU ACTUALLY CALLED HER YOUR MOTHER MOTHER, AH-HA!"
Spamton stopped for a moment, registering what Jevil had said. It took them a few moments before their entire face burned red. Feeling embarrassed, they lifted the books they were holding to their face. Hiding behind it and groaning to themselves.
Seeing this, Jevil immediately attempts to back track.
"N-NOT THAT THAT... IS A BAD BAD THING, I ACTUALLY THINK ITS PRETTY CUTE- I MEAN!"
Jevil began to sputter, struggling to save face after calling Spamton cute. To which Spamton just stared at them, peaking from behind the book. Their cheeks lightened a bit as a smile started to form long their features.They continue to stare at Jevil. Who continuously tripped over his wordings, becoming more and more purple as he continued. Spamton lowered the books from their face, smiling as they place a hand on his shoulder.
Effectively getting him to stop, Jevil stared wide eyedly back at Spamton.
"Relax, its okay. I get what you mean, ha ha."
Chuckling a little, Spamton let their hand drop from Jevil's shoulder. They glanced off to the side in thought.
"I DO see Queen as my mother, she was the only one that really took care of me back when I was just starting my career. I mean, I was literally 11 years old, I had my own issues and I used to not talk at all. It only makes sense that Queen felt like she had to be more than just my boss."
Walking over to another book shelf, they lightly skim through the titles of each book. Letting their finger glide across each somewhat dusty surface. Jevil followed closely behind them, lifting their arms up to silently ask if they could hold the princess's books. Which Spamton noticed as they turned to face back to Jevil, they gave him a small smile and a soft 'thank you' as they plopped the books right into his arms."But I think the reason why I don't call her 'mom' is mainly because she isn't REALLY my mother. Atleast... biologically, and I don't know how she would feel if I called her mother or how I would feel really. It's just... a bit awkward. I don't know.... maybe I'm being weird about it haha.."
Spamton scratched the back of their neck, not really sure if they had explained themselves well enough. But based on Jevil's small smile, it seems like he has gotten the gist of it.
"MMM, I SEE I SEE. I KIND OF FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT SEAM, HE... HE'S THE ONLY ONE THAT TOOK CARE OF ME."
Jevil somberly glances up at the book shelf they stood by, gazing at the wall of knowledge.
"I'VE SAID SAID BEFORE THAT I NEVER HAD A FRIEND, OTHER THAN YOU OF COURSE. THATS MAINLY BECAUSE PEOPLE DON'T EXACTLY LIKE LIKE ME HERE... I GUESS I PLAY AROUND A LITTLE TOO MUCH."
Jevil pulled a random book out, glossing over the title, "The science behind magic" they opened it up and rapidly flipped through the pages. Slowing down on some pages when his gaze falls on something interesting.
"IT GETS PRETTY LONELY LONELY WHEN THERE'S NO ONE AROUND TO LAUGH AT YOUR JOKES."Spamton stared at Jevil, who seemed more interested in the book shelf in front of them.
"Well... I'm here to laugh at them..."
Despite saying this under their breath, Jevil was close enough to hear them. He slightly blushes as he turns to stare back at Spamton, who's cheeks quickly started to heat up. Looking back at the bookshelf, they cleared their voice as they tried to save face.
"I-I mean! They just don't understand how funny you are. Almost everyone here seems to not understand the basic concept of humor, and for them to be annoyed or upset that a JESTER is trying to have a little fun in this castle is just.... Ridiculous... I just, I just think you're a very cool and funny person. A-and if THEY don't see how cool you are... then that's their loss."
Jevil continued to stare at Spamton in awe as they squinted their eyes, quickly scanning for something in the book shelf. Finally finding it, Spamton swiftly pulled it out, turning the cover to Jevil.The cover said, "Comedic Magic."
"Either way, I like to think that there's some COMEDIC MAGIC to you, ah ah! hehehe~"
Despite the joke being super bad and dumb, Spamton can't help but laugh. Mainly laughing at how awful the joke was of course. Jevil covered his mouth, trying to hide the large blush and smile that covered his face and cheeks.
"Hahaha! I'm so sorry, I don't know why I'm laughing. That joke was so bad! Haha!"
Slapping a hand to their forehead, they continued to laugh. Jevil watched on, finally taking his hand off of his mouth and openly blushing and smiling at them.
"I-IT'S FINE FINE, I...THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY FUNNY UEE HEE HEE."
They both ended up giggling at the situation, hunching over on themselves. It took a while for them to both regain their composure, but once they did, they finally took the books they pulled out to a near by table. Jevil placed the books they had in hand on the black marble table as Spamton reached to turn on the white crystal lantern. The bright glow illuminated the area as the two sat down on the cushioned seat, immediately sinking into it's plush surface. Spamton shuffled through the books before pulling out the "Origins of Magic and Spells", dusting it off a bit before opening it up. As Spamton began to read it to themselves, Jevil shuffled closer to them, peering over their shoulder.Spamton, noticing Jevil's presence, peaked over their own sholder.
"O-Oh sorry, not use to researching with someone else, haha."
They placed the book flat on the surface of the table, clearing their throat, they began to read the page out loud."The origins of magic and spells are as uncertain as the tides, as the truth have been shrouded within time. As for its history, it is said that the origin of magic came from an all powerful being. It's origins unknown, it came down from the clouds and blessed the lighteners and darkners with the ability to use their souls as a source for magic. The lighteners and darkners, in honor of the day they gained magic, made monuments in the image of the holy being. Magic continued to grow as the Lightners and Darkners continued to use it. Growing their agriculture, their economy, and infrastracture blah blah blah nothing really important about magic itself. It just goes on about how magic helped the growth of the city or whatever... "Spamton stopped, they began to flip through the pages with a perplexed look on their face. They wanted to see if this "Holy Being" was ever mentioned again and if they could get more information on them... but sadly that wasn't the case.
"That's... that's it? They only ever mention this god once. Like I understand not having much about magic origins but like... I would expect them to talk more about the holy being that brought magic to the world."
Closing the book, they moved it to the side. Jevil began to pass one of the other books over to Spamton.
"MAYBE MAYBE IF WE FIND THE NAME OF THIS GOD, WE COULD LEARN MORE ABOUT THE MAGIC ITSELF SELF! IT DIIIIIID COME FROM THIS RANDOM BEING."
Spamton scanned through the book they were handed, sighing immediately in disappointment.
"Yeah that's what I was thinking, but... I honestly don't think we are going to find the name of the god. If the history of this being is as uncertain as they say it is, then I don't think it could simply be found in a book or anywhere if we really think about it."Spamton shut the second book about magic oddities, placing it on the first book that was set to the side.
"WAS THERE ANYTHING ANYTHING ABOUT MAGIC IN THERE?"
Spamton glanced up at Jevil and shook their head.
"It talked about curses but none of them really aligned with what I'm experiencing."
Jevil mindlessly handed them the other book, quiet for a moment before perking up.
A figurative lightbulb appearing right above his head.
"YOU KNOW... WE COOOOULD ASK SEAM SOME QUESTIONS."
Spamton glanced up from their book, placing a finger on where they left off.
"Are we really going to ask Seam questions already? I thought we were only going to go to them as a last resort?"Jevil began to stand from his seat.
"WELL YEAH YEAH! THIS IS OUR LAST RESORT CAUSE HONESTLY.... I DON'T THINK WE COULD FIND ANYMORE INFORMATION ON THIS GOD OR ABOUT CURSES AND MAGIC MAGIC IN THESE MODERN BOOKS."
Hanging onto Jevil's last words, Spamton tilted their head in confusion.
"Wait what do you mean about modern books?"
Jevil starts to walk over to the libraries door, spinning around momentarily to face Spamton.
"SEAM KNOWS ALOT OF CURSES AND MAGIC, THEY HAVE SO MANY OLD LOOKING BOOKS THAT THEY ARE BOUND BOUND TO HAVE SOMETHING THAT THESE BOOKS DON'T DON'T HAVE."Jevil turned back around and continued walking fowards.
"AND MAYBE MAYBE THOSE OLD BOOKS COULD ALSO HAVE SOMETHING ABOUT THIS GOD GOD TOO!"
Spamton glanced down at the books, sighing, they picked them up and walked over to the books shelves. They tried to place them back in their proper place, only misplacing one book. They then turned around and started to walk towards Jevil, who propped one arm up against the door."Are you sure Seam will be up? I thought they took their power nap around this time."
Lightly pushing the door open, the two began to walk out of the library. Traversing down the hall towards the elevator.
"DONT WOOORRY~, HE SHOULD BE UP AND READY READY BY NOW I'M SURE OF IT!"...*Knock* *knock* *Knock*"SEEEAM OPEN UP UP ALREADY! MY HAND IS STARTING TO HURT HURT!"Jevil continue to knock on the door at a fast pace. He kept his arm up against the door, although it would slowly sink downwards due to him getting tired. Spamton shuffled a bit as they glanced behind them.
"Maybe we should come back another time? It doesn't seem like they're awake."
Jevil huffed out and pouted, he then knocked on the door again. This time with a bit more force to it.
"I COULD'VE SWORN THEY WERE UP, I SAW THEM IN THE MORNING..."
"Well... I mean... you two literally share a room so of course you'd see them in the morning."
"That's not not what I mean god dammit."Spamton chuckled as Jevil comedic pout grew larger. Turning back to the door, Jevil began to knock again with the same amount of force as last time.
"Can't you just warp inside and wake them up? You can also unlock the door that way too."
Jevil stopped mid knock, they seemingly had forgotten they could teleport. Chuckling a bit before doing exactly that, Spamton huffed in amusement as they shook their head. They smiled, crossing their arm as they waited for the door to be unlocked. They heard some noise from the opposite end, most likely Jevil searching for Seam.After a few moments, Jevil left the door unlocked as he warped back to the front of the door with Spamton. They appear a bit frustrated.
"WHERE THE HELL CAN THAT MAGICIAN BE BE?! THEIR ASS IS USUALLY IN BED STILL-"
"What do you mean in bed? I'm right here."
Both Spamton and Jevil immediately spun around, jumping as they heard Seam's voice randomly appeared right behind them. Spamton's back roughly hitting the door as Jevil fell right on his ass. His head lightly tapping the door. Seam stared at the two before bursting out in laughter, hands on their knees as they couldn't hold themselves up much longer."Jesus Seam HAHAHA!"
Spamton placed a hand on their chest as they cackled, Jevil doing the same right after.
"SEAM YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO GIVE SOMEONE A HEART HEART ATTACK AH-HA!"
Jevil wipped some tears from their eyes as they rolled on the floor. Spamton was rubbing their sides as they began to hurt with how much they were laughing. Seam's own laughter died down enough for them to start regulating the their breathing again. Clearing their throat, they directed their full attention back to Spamton and Jevil."Sorry sorry I didn't mean to scare you two. I was just out on a stroll when I heard some loud knocking coming from this hallway. I was curious, so I went to investigate. Only to see you two standing out our door asking for me to come on out, haha."
Seam shook their head a bit before clearing their throat.
"Anyways anyways ha ha! Did you two need something? Your knocking on this door like your life depended on it."
Jevil turned the knob of the door, opening it up and tilting his head. Giving Seam and Spamton the signal to walk in.
"WE WERE ACTUALLY CURIOUS ABOUT SOMETHING SOMETHING, ALTHOUGH WE CAN'T TALK ABOUT IT OUT HERE."
Seam head tilted in confusion but he didn't question him as they walked in. Spamton followed right behind them, closing the door as they entered the room.
"SEAM... YOU HAVE TO PROMISE NOT TO TELL ANYONE ANYONE!"
Seam raised an eyebrow, showing some concern about what they were talking about.
"Oh God what did you get yourself into this time, it better not involve the princess..."
Spamton giggled at that, stepping up to Seam and placed a hand on their shoulder.
"You don't have to worry about that, its nothing bad. I just don't want my mother to get on my case..."
Spamton then moved to stand right next to Jevil.
"We were just in the library doing some research about magic and curses and stuff right? And we stumbled across a book that mentioned some god like figure that blessed Lightners and Darkners with the ability to use magic."Spamton licked their lips as they continued to word vomit the situation out to Seam.
"The book didn't say much about the god itself. More or so talking about the origins of magic based on what the towns folks did with it, and how it grew from there. so we were wondering if you know anything about the god that came down and gave us the ability to use magic."
Spamton glanced at Jevil for a second, to which he nodded at Spamton. Giving them the courage to continue.
"The reason why we were wanting to know more about them is... well... I was hoping that maybe it could give me more insight about magic as a whole. Maybe... it could help me find out more about myself... and about my strange uhh... situation."Seam stared at them, somewhat confused about what lead to this investigation.
"If you don't mind me asking, what made you to do all of this?"
Spamton gaze fell on the floor, thinking back to the events from yesterday. They took a deep breath, steeling themselves before glancing back up at Seam.
"Well it started right before yesterday's meeting. I was told I could attend it so I got up early to do exactly that."
Spamton started to pace about the room, their facial expression unclear.
"Everything was fine as far as I could see, I arrived and engaged in a conversation with my mother. Mike... was there, he started to come after Jevil for being there so I stood up for him."
Slightly glancing back at Jevil, who gave them a smile."I had asked the other kings for permission to keep Jevil there in the room with us, but the Kings were acting... off, they didn't even give me a response. I didn't think much of it at the time, but I should've known... I... I still really can't believe it."
Spamton wrapped their arms around themselves, a painted expression now on their face. They tried to comfort themselves while recollecting the scene.
"I continued to talk to Queen and the others until King walked in. He seemed a lot more cheerful that morning... that bastard."
Rolling their eyes as they pivoted once they reached the end of the room. Slowly walking back to the other side.
"He just couldn't wait to tell everyone including me that I was actually voted out of the meeting by HIM, and the other SNOT NOSED KINGS. Not only that, but for SOME REASON the other rulers excluding Mike and Queen ALSO voted for me to not be there. Can you BELIEVE IT! AND THEIR ASSES WERE LATE TO THE MEETING TOO!"As they began to grow more frustrated, their feet became a bit more heavier. Making an audiable thumping sound on the carpet as they moved closer to a chair that sat besides the dresser. They pulled it out for a second, holding it there as they continued to express their frustration. There was a slight change in the rooms temperature, but it went unnoticed by the group.
"But that's not all! King had the ADUCITY to tell me that I had no rights being there because I'm a defective Addison who can't control my magic!"
Spamton was huffing and puffing by the time they finished that sentence, saying it in one swift breath. Although once they got a hang of their breathing once again their shoulder sagged.
"He then said... that an Addison had no place in a royal meeting... let alone a defective one."As Spamton went on, they grew quieter near the end of their sentence. They finally sanked down onto the seat that they pulled out. Seam peered up at Jevil, who worriedly stared back at Spamton.
"I just feel like... if I know more about the origins of magic and it's creator, then maybe I can find more about myself... Maybe my magic was tied too some old long forgotten species of Addison's or something... I don't know."
Seam moved closer to Spamton, kneeling down on one of their knees. They were about face level with Spamton as they tired to cheer them up.
"Spamton I'm... I'm so sorry that happened to you, you didn't deserve any of that."
Seam placed a hand on Spamton's back, softly rubbing it as they made an attempt to console them.
"King doesn't know what he's saying. I mean, he's literally the last one that should be talking about emotions and keeping their magic in check."
Spamton glanced at Seam as they continued to talk."He literally goes off on anyone that dares 'defy' him, threatening to cause bodily harm if they don't listen to him."
Jevil steps a bit closer, face contorting to anger and agreement.
"YEAH YEAH! HE GOES OFF ON ME ON A DAIlY BASIS BASIS AND I DON'T EVEN DO ANYTHING ANYTHING WRONG! I'M INNOCENT, INNOCENT I TELL YOU!"
He begins to prance about, expressing how 'innocent' he is. Seam lightly chuckled at this as Spamton's lips perk up a bit at the display.
Seam suddenly goes to stand up, walking over to a book shelf of theirs. Pushing some of the books to the side and reaching to the far back of it.
"Although, if we are talking about magic. I can understand if you want to look into that."
Jevil and Spamton glanced at each other in confusion before staring back at Seam.
"Your magic is special Spamton, as well as confusing. No one in your world has magic except you, not only that but I heard that its extremely powerful and its only growing more and more dangerous."Spamton stood up and walked over to Seam, standing next to them as Jevil continued to watch on from behind.
"Now, I know I can't exactly stop you from researching. I've heard you are quite stubborn in that way haha."
Spamton's cheeks grew a dusty pink, crossing their arms and glancing down in embarrassment.
"Oh there's no need to be ashamed, its good to be curious. Just be wary, for knowledge can also be a curse."
Spamton glanced back up, giving them a determined look. They were seeing this to the very end, nothing can stop them.Seam chuckled at this, tapping the back of the book shelf a few times before their hands landed on the object of their desires. Smiling, they pulled out a old large worn down book. Walking back toward the desk near Jevil, they placed the book down. Taking a seat and motioned for the others to come closer. Spamton skipped on over to the table. Standing directly behind Seam, noticeably excited. Jevil stepped closer to Seam, placing a hand on the back of their chair.
"I had this book for a while now, I can't remember how or where I got this."
Seam glanced down at the book, swiping their paw on it. There was a clean streak left behind, as dust gathers up at the tip of their paw. Their face contorted in disgust, whipping their finger off on their robe. They blow a bit on the cover, making the air around them flare up with dust. The group coughed as the dust invaded their senses, swiping their hand in the air. Seam finally places a paw on the book and opens it.The book itself had yellowing pages and some unknown liquid stains that appear to be over a centuries old. The words themselves appeared more as symbols of a different language, one that Spamton didn't even know. Although Seam seems to have known the odd language as they started to translate the book."The tale of the being from the clouds starts at the beginning of time, how they came to be is unknown. They had existed for a while, a being who's existance surpass human norms and societal gender restrictions. They had formed space and the inhabiting planets, in hopes of creating life to which they can call their own. Watching it flourish and grow as the years pass. As the world grew, the goddess came down to this mortal plan and blessed Earth's inhabitants with the ability to produce magic using their souls. As a way of creating a connection between them and the people of the planet, such as how a mother creates a connection with her child.""For awhile, everything was fine. The Lighteners and Darkners, for the most part, lived in harmony. The goddess watched on and viewed how the habitants interacted and used the magic, taking note on how some used it for good while the others abused its power. Taking note of this, the god made 7 magical stones called shadow crystals in order to try and keep balance between good and evil. Although, these stones needed a wielder. So they gave 6 of them to individuals who represented each specific crystals perfectly. The last most strongest crystal was in the goddess posession, for the goddess themself didn't want that crystal to be placed in anyones hands for it can be easily abused."The group protected the land for as long as they could, relatively keeping peace and prosperity...until.""Dark forces coming from the deepest depths of hell came rising up from their hell holes. The amount of power that was admitting from the stones attracted them, enticed them. These dark beings wanted to steal the powers for themselves and use it to plunge the world into darkness, awakening the Titans and causing utter chaos. In a desperate attempt to stop these beasts, the god along with all 6 Shadow Crystal Users, sacrificed themselves... but not before leaving behind a prophecy...""In the far distant future, millennias later. The Goddess of Deltarune and the 6 stones shall be awaken from their eternal slumber... only much greater.""Noticing what has been done, the demons went into a fit of rage, wreaked havoc upon the land. Tossing it into ruin, the Lightners and Darkners were struggling to keep up a fight against these dark forces. Although, using the mystical magic that the goddess had blessed them with, they manage to banish the forces of evil from which they came. However...""Right before they were completely tossed back into the fiery pits, the demons had shouted a curse upon the land. Promising for the rest of eternity that light and dark shall be in a constant battle that transcends space and life times, a battle that will take difference forms and meanings. After saying this, with a furious slam, one of the demons torn the world in two. Leaving Darkners and Lightners in their own separate little world of light and dark..."Seam squinted their eyes, trying their best to see the faded words at the end of the page. Only to shake their head, glancing back up at Jevil and Spamton.
"I... I can't see the rest, its too faded due to age."
Jevil leaned forward, trying their best to see the page. Only to sigh in agreement, there was no way they would be able to read the words. Although, with what they know now, it doesn't really seem necessary.
"WOW IS THAT REALLY HOW THE DARK WORLD WORLD CAME TO BE?."
Seam shrugged their shoulders, glancing up at Jevil.
"Who knows, stories about how the dark and light world came to be are always shrouded within a thick fog of mystery."
Jevil continued to stare down at the book, slightly nodding their head. They seemed to have been thinking of something.Spamton was also lost in thought, expression unreadable. They thought back to the "dark force's" curse that they casted upon the land before being banished back to hell. Specifically the line about the battle between light and dark that will transcends time.They gazed down at Seam, who was currently keeping an eye on Jevil while they gently flipped through the pages. Making sure Jevil didn't mess up the already worn down book.
"...Hey Seam... What did the book mean by 'a battle between light and dark that transcends space and life times?'"
Seam looked up at Spamton, placing a finger on their chin and thought about it for a second.
"Well the book says its a curse, although it did also mention that it was a promise. A promise of a war between dark and light that will continue for all eternity. Although, it won't be with the same people, the concept of light and dark will still be there."
Seam stood up from their seat, they closed the book and placed it under their armpit. Jevil pouted a bit as they were still trying to decipher the last few words, but of course they weren't going to be able to do something as impossible as that.Seam began to walk back over to the book shelf, placing the book back where they found it.
"The descendants of both light and dark will return every now and again it seems. That or people who represent light and dark, not necessarily being descendants of the original but worthy of the title. Blood lines do die off."
After Seam was finished, they turned around towards Jevil and Spamton. Only to see their increasingly worried faces.
"You don't think that something like that can actually happen... right?"
Spamton scooched a bit closer to Seam, staring at them. Waiting for a response.
"Well the history of the dark and light worlds as well as magic itself is uncertain. The book could just be discussing a probable out come of the past, not exactly the whole truth of it. Just going off on what we know as of right now"Spamton's gaze fell on the floor, eyes absentmindedly running across the surface of the rug they stood on. They thought about the curse and the entity that they kept dreaming about, heart rate increasing as the seconds flew by. What if... their dreams are giving them a sign of the impending war. A war that happens every few thousands of years, what if that CREATURE is the dark entity that someone or something will have to face in present time. What if...What if they were the so called light that had to face off against the dark? Although that wouldn't make very much sense since they are a creature of the dark, a darkner. They wouldn't be the this "light" entity... right?A load of question flooded Spamton's mind. Who exactly were these light entities? How in the world were they going to find them? If this THING that's in their dreams is a sign of a beast that will wreak havoc soon, how in the world are they going to stop it? Spamton's face was completely unreadable, but their eyes every now and again would twitch.Seam, being the concerned adult figure, called out to Spamton a couple of times. Before placing both hands on their shoulders and slightly shaking them.
"Spamton? Spamton? Are you alright?"
Spamton jolted back into reality, glancing at Seam before turning around and glancing at Jevil.
Jevil stared back at them, looking as if they know what Spamton was thinking about. Easily reading their mind.
Taking in a deep breath, they turned back around to Seam.
"Yeah sorry, I'm alright. I was just... thinking."Seam worryingly gazed at them, taking their hand off of their shoulders.
"I know what I told you was a lot, I can only hope that it was helpful."
Walking towards their dresser, they opened it and pulled out a tea set.
"Although, can I tell you one last thing before you go? I promise it isn't useless information."
Spamton glanced down at the tea set before staring back up at Seam.
"Yeah sure, what's up?""If you want to learn more about your magic, may I suggest you look at it more from a magic perspective than a species perspective."
Seam began to walk towards the door, tea set in hand.
"I believe your magic doesn't stem from the fact that you're a defective Addison, you just so happen to be one. Everyone's natural magic is unique, and is based off of someone's true inner self, their soul."
Seam paused for a second, thinking about what they were going to say next.
"If there's something wrong with the magic, then there's potentially something wrong with the users soul. That doesn't exactly mean a curse, it could be other things too."
Placing a hand on the knob, they glanced back at Spamton.
"Cause frankl... sensing your souls energy from here. I don't sense any foul play."Before they turned the knob, they glanced down for a second. Deep in thought, they lifted their head up once more. Glancing behind them at Spamton, who stared at them in slight confusion and concern.
"Is there something wrong?"
Seam stood quiet for a second, before shaking their head.
"No...No just thinking to myself, haha... Well, I best get going"Seam finally opened the door, closing it with a soft click and leaving Spamton and Jevil alone in the room. The two stood silent for a second, unsure of what to say or do next. Until Jevil began to walk closer to Spamton.
"You don't think think... that thing in your dreams could be..."
Spamton began to shake their head, placing a hand to there forehead.
"No... no i-it can't, it... wouldn't make sense. Why would I be dreaming about this? I've dream about stupid things happening in the past before, yeah. But this isn't just some silly thing like Swatch dropping off a cake in the throne room as a surprise for someone or Task doing a surprise choirs thing with her Tasques."Spamton began to pace once more around the room.
"And the way Seam had paused at the door for a second... looking at me. They're probably thinking about something, but was unsure of it..."
Jevil lifted a hand to their chin, thinking for a second.
"SEAM DID GIVE US A TIP TIP BEFORE LEAVING."
Voice returning to full volume, Jevil gained Spamton's attention again.
"YOUR MAGIC PROBABLY HAD NOTHING NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR SPECIES. IT PROBABLY HAD TO DO WITH YOUR SOUL SOUL."
Spamton glanced down at their chest, placing a hand in the middle of it."How does one check their soul? Is something like that even possible?"
Jevil hummed to themselves, shrugging afterwards.
"I DON'T REALLY KNOW KNOW, BUT! WE CAN LOOK INTO IT AT THE LIBRARY!"
Lightly pulling on Spamton's arm, he excitedly takes them to the door of the bedroom.
"SINCE THIS IS PROBABLY A SOUL MATTER MATTER, THERE'S MOST LIKELY BOOKS ON IT!"Spamton chuckled a little, allowing themselves to be gently pulled by their arm.
"Ha ha yeah..."
They weren't sure if they cared all that much about their magic anymore. As much as it excites them that they are probably finally getting closer and closer to the truth about themselves. There was something that made them feel slightly unease about the prophecy that they just learned about. Sensing that these dreams have more importance to them, they wonder about the legitimacy of this prophecy. They wonder about the dark forces and the light entities that promise to come back and fight the battle of light and dark.In the very back of their mind, a small voice appeared. Hoping- no PRAYING that it had nothing to do with them. Hoping that these dreams would just go away eventually, or at the very least, the beings of light will come back...They can only hope that this "prophecy" doesn't come to fruition......

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Posting Update:Hey, so I'm gonna be going on a semi Hiatus. I just got some really bad news and I don't think I can consistently update the story.Maybe I'll update maybe I won't, we'll see. Maybe I'll just say fuck it and use writing as a distraction and I'll update this on the normal schedule I stated. Who knows, this is mainly for my mental health.I wanna say thank you for the ones who stuck around to actually read this. It wasn't the greatest but it was something and I can't say how grateful I am for all of you guys and for your kindness. Despite me not knowing you like that, I can say with my chest that I love you guys... platonically of course.And with that, I'm signing off for now. I'll be back though, I promise. Peace out.Thank you

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Spamton has been tossing and turning in bed, it seemed like sleep has finally slipped past their finger tips. Never to be seen again as it sank into the hard monochrome floors of the castle's residential area.It had already been 2 days since Spamton and Jevil had both found out about the Roaring War. About the potential return of the dark forces that had plagued the world eons ago, and about the return of the god and the 6 shadow crystal users. The timing of their nightmares, and this strange goop like entity hasn't left their mind either. Feeling like there had to be a connection between the two, but Spamton couldn't place a finger as to why. It was just an odd and uncomfortable feeling, like something was weighing down on their chest.Groping at said chest, they winced at the sinking feeling. Obviously stressed out about this newly found information, they pondered about going to Queen. Thinking back to their past conversation, they recollect Queen saying that she will take their woes more seriously, and that they could tell her anything. Although, as much as Spamton wants believe that... running up to her about some "not so certain" past that sounds like it came straight out of a game, SOUNDS ridiculous. Queen would never believe them, she didn't really think much of their nightmares when they first told her. Let alone believed them when it came to the strange figure, Spamton doubted she or anyone would really believe them. Although... that wasn't entirely true, for there was one person who did and still does believe them. Jevil... he believed them wholeheartly when it came to their nightmares. They never once looked at them and thought they were going crazy, or assumed that they were just under a lot of stress. Jevil just listened and understood them, despite not even knowing them for that long. Hell, he even made sure they were okay after the intense arguement they had with King. Going as far as to help them find out more about themselves through research. AND that's not even the only instance of Jevil helping them...Spamton has only known him for about a week, 6 days to be exact. From November 25th to today... December 1st, and yet they're probably the first person to ever TRULY take them seriously. To every TRULY understand them, and in a way that they didn't even have to explain themselves. Jevil could just strangely read them like a book, and they could read him the same.A book in which two touch starved and lonely Darkners, from different worlds. Both having similar yet different stories, magically finding each other and- Spamton's cheeks started to glow pink as they vigorously shook their head. They gave both of their cheeks one quick slap, sighing and sitting up in their plush heart shaped bed. They CANNOT be thinking of someone that they've only known for almost a week like that! Especially not someone they view as a friend! Even if this person is generally nice and kind, willing to help them through their struggles and shockingly has such a good understanding of them. Not to mention, them being attractive and adroable and-Spamton took the pillow that they were laying their silly little head on earlier and placed it on their lap. They plopped their heated face right into the cushion, groaning into it as they deflated into the cushion.They chastised themselves, feeling shame boiling under their feathers. Spamton inhales the scented fabric, gathering their senses before finally raising their head. They reach their arm out to the desk that stood at their bedside. Tapping the surface of it before landing on something rectangular and cold, grabbing the object, they picked up their phone. Turning it on and swiping to the right, they used the camera app to check. Moving the camera closer to their face, they examine their cheeks for a bit, before sighing in relief. Finally and successfully calming themselves down, their cheeks showing their natural white feathery plumage.They turned their phone off, reaching over to place the phone back down on the desk until it suddenly vibrated in their hand. A loud pinging sound going off along with the sudden shake. They fumbled with their phone a bit, making an attempt to read the notification on the screen. Almost dropping it multiple times before getting a firm grasp on their phone once more, eyes floating up to the top of the screen. Their heart leaped back up into their throat when they saw what was at the top.They saw a message, it was from Jevil.
("Hey Spammy~")
(...)
("You up?")
Spamton's face returned to its reddened state as their heart struggled to break free from their chest. They ran their hand through their hair, getting their fingers stuck in the coily jungle that sits at the top of their noggin. Pulling their fingers out, cussing a bit as they felt their fingers pull a few stray hairs. Spamton clambers to make a response to Jevil's message.("Hey! yeah I've been up since-")
They furiously shook their head as they repeatively tapped at the screen, furiously hitting the delete button. They didn't want to worry him by telling him that they have been up for 2 whole days. Although, it most iikely will be obvious when they see each other in person. They rather have that conversation when they physically see them though. Spamton ran through some response in their mind, trying to think up of something that doesn't sound like they had a terrible night... or that they were desperately wanting to talk to him. Spamton kept typing and deleting draft messages to Jevil before mindlessly settling on their final draft, clicking on the send button before even reading the sentence.("Hey, yeah I'm up.")
Spamton still didn't like the message but it was already too late, "the deed has already been done," as they say. They sat nervously waiting for a response from Jevil, the could already feel the imaginary sweat pooling at the palm of their hands.(...)
("Are you alright? You seem to hesitate with the first response.")
Spamton once again, cursed themselves. Of course they were going to catch on, Jevil isn't stupid!
Spamton took one breath before rapidly typing out a response to Jevil.
("Yeah! I just woke up that's all. My first response dead ass made no sense lmao")
Spamton wanted to slap themselves, what is with them today! These are all poor responses! They bit their lip as they waited for Jevil's response.
(...)
("Lmao, ya I can relate to that honstly.")
("But anyways~")
("I was texting you to see if you were coming to the small little get together they have set up here at the lobby. It wouldn't be the same if you weren't there 🥺.")Spamton blushed as they read Jevil's message, happy to feel wanted. Reading the first part of the message again, they glanced over at the clock. In bright red numbers, it read 8:00AM. They thought about going for a second, only to remember a certain SOMEONE potentially being there.
("Wait a minute, is King going to be there? I don't exactly want to see his ugly ass face 😒, ESPECIALLY after what he said and did!)
(...)
("Well you're in luck! Apparently he is busy doing lightner knows what, and won't be able to attend.")
("On top of that~ He left Lancer here, of course Rouxls is with him but other than that, you and Lancer can hang out in peace now 😃.")
Spamton smiled at that, sighing in relief at the news of Kings absence from the very small get together.They begun to shuffle on out of bed, feeling very sluggish as they slipped on over to their bathroom, phone in hand. They shot a quick "('I'll be there then! :D')" to Jevil before grabbing a towel and climbing into the shower.Deciding to go with their natural hair again, they washed and combed their hair like usual. Thinking of different hair styles that they could put their hair in, they opted for a simple hair twist. This was just a small get together, and Spamton was frankly too tired to care about doing something too complex and time comsuming for this. Getting out of the shower, they took their bonnet, hair ties and hair moisturizer in hand. Walking over to the heart shaped mirror that stood near the wall closest to the closet. They began to separate their hair into four segments, squeezing moisturizer into their hands and gently combing their fingers through each segment of hair before twisting it."You're my world, you're every breath... I take."
Finishing off the first twist, Spamton took the other segmented part in the back and began to comb some moisturizer into it.
"You're my world, you're every move... I make."
Spamton's phone pinged once again, glancing at it momentarily to see a text from Jevil.
("Okay, see you then :^).")
Smiling and slightly blushing to themselves, they began to twist the second twist.
"Other eyes see the stars, up in the sky."
Starting with the third segmented hair, they onced again moisturizered the inky locks of hair.
"But for me, they shine... within your eyes."Humming to themselves, they finished up the third twist. Moving onto the 4th and final segment of hair, quickly moisturizing and twisting it. Once they were finished, they got up from their seat. Moving over to their closet, they scan the article of clothing they had. Not sure if they wanted to go for a more "feminine" outfit or a more "masculine"... or.Spamton grabbed a dark brown cardigan, a white turtle neck, and a pair of light brown baggy jeans along with a pair of underwear of course. Placing the article of clothing neatly onto their bed."As the trees reach for the sun... above"
Spamton paced over to their dresser, where they reached for a bottle of vanilla scented feather lotion. They grabbed it, along with some non-scented deordorant and a pair of underwear. They began to walk back to the front of their heat shaped bed.
"So my arms reached out to you... for love"
They began to apply the lotion to their feathers, making sure to get every inch of feather and skin. Right after, they reached for their deordorant, applying it to the appropriate area. Spamton then took both deordorant and lotion in hand, placing both objects off to the side. They stared at their outfit, thinking back to Jevil for a moment.
"With your hand... resting in mine."
Spamton smiled to themselves, picturing how Jevil will react to their outfit.
"I feel a power so divine~"Pulling a mirror that stood at the corner of the room, Spamton started to get dressed.
Making sure they didn't mess up their hair, they begun to pull the white turtle neck over their head.
"You're my world, you're my night... and day~"
Grabbing their underwear, they pull it up to their waist as they grabbed for their light brown baggy jeans.
"You're my world, you're every prayer... I pray~"
Pulling those up to their waist as well, they finally grabbed the dark brown cardigan.
"If our love... ceases to be~"
Pulling it over their shoulders, they began to check themselves out in the mirror. Making sure everything was perfect for...
"Than it's the end of my world...for..."
Staring at themselves for a few moments before their smile dropped from their face, stopping for a second. They stood their... staring at themselves as they finally realized what they were doing.
"For..."......Oh...oh, they were fucked....Spamton turned the keys to their door, locking it behind them as they turned around and started to make their way down the hallway. They rubbed at their eyes as they feel the anchors of exhaustion firmly grasp them. They sighed as they took a moment to get a hold of themselves, they knew that deep down in their heart, in their SOUL...That this was going to be a long and tiring day, maybe even week. If these nightmares keep going the way they are going, they might ACTUALLY start losing their mind. The prophecy is just another stressor added onto them. With a sigh, Spamton began to walk again. Continuing their journey towards the elevators by the end of the hall. They quickly took the time to pat themselves down before turning the corner. They wanted to make sure they had everything before getting to the actual elevators. It would be annoying if they had to walk all the way back from where the elevators were at if they were missing something.Mumbling to themselves, they recounted every item they needed as they grabbed at their weapon holster. Their phone, their room key, their wallet, they didn't really need the last item but they always had it on them just in case.Placing those items back into their weapon holster, they shuffled their umbrella to a more comfortable position before finally turning the corner. Walking down the hallway to where a bunch of guards are perched in, most likely waiting for all the necessary residents for the small get together to leave the area so that they could go on break.Spamton waved at each and every guard as they passed them. Continuing down the hallway, inching closer and closer to the final corner they needed to turn. They waved to the last guard.Although, as they started to pivot, not yet facing the corner but getting there. Spamton saw something out the corner of their eye...Something black and slimy peaking out from the corner, it immediately ducked back once Spamton caught a glimpse of it. Most likely hiding within the small waiting area near the elevators.Spamton audibly gasped, jumping as their body immediately turned to face the corner. Their hand shot towards their umbrella, flicking the hook open as they stood defensively. The sudden movement caused the guard they were just interacting with to grow concerned.
"Your highness, are you alright?"
Spamton stayed silent, only being able to hear their labored breathing as they zoned into the corner.
"I um... Yeah... yeah I-I'm fine, I just... I could've sworn I..."
Still facing the corner, Spamton hooked their umbrella back onto their weapon holster. Rubbing their forehead and sighing, they glanced back at the guard.
"Did you see anything in that corner? Anything black and slimy?"The guard glanced past Spamton, only to frown and direct their gaze back onto them. Shaking their head.
"I'm sorry your highness, but I didn't see anything before OR now..."They stared at them in disbelief, shifting their gaze once more to the corner. They stared back at the guard, still clearly very bothered.
"W-what? But..."
The guard began to walk up to the anxiety induced princess, placing a gentle hand on their shoulder.
Which caused Spamton to jump and back away from them, to which the guard grew even MORE concerned. Eyes widening before squinting at them, scanning over the princess's slightly anxious form.
"No offense your highness, but... have you gotten any sleep? You appear to be very exhausted-"
Spamton raised their hand up, causing the rudinn halt their line of questioning. Bringing their other hand to their face, Spamton rubs the bridge of their nose in frustration.
"Duly noted..."Spamton shooed the guard away, to which the guard sulkingly stalked back to their buddies.Spamton turned their attention back towards the corner, staring at it. Hand on their umbrella, they started to slowly move towards the corner. Preparing their magic just in case they had to defend themselves.Feeling their form shift between a liquid to a solid, wavering a little as they crept closer to the corner area where the elevators were at. Spamton stood for a second at the very top before quickly turning around said offending corner. Whipping out their umbrella and pointing it toward the small area by the elevators......Only to find absolutely nothing.Spamton lowered their umbrella in confusion, blinking multiple times as they stared at the empty space in front of them. They couldn't have imagined something like that... right? It was the same thing they saw the first day they were here too, although at the time they didn't really processed what it was. They knew though... that it looked extremely similar to something that they've been dreaming about.They slowly walked into the area near the elevators, eyes erratically shifting every which way. After making sure that there was truly nothing there, they put their umbrella back onto their holster. They glanced back as to make sure the guards didn't catch them acting strangely, not that they haven't already seen them acting odd.With their newly found paranoia, Spamton stalked up to the elevator's buttons, quickly pressed the down button. They constantly turned their head, sneaking a peak at the area behind them every now and again. They ran their hand down their face, leaving it on their mouth as they placed their other arm around their abdomn. Resting their elbow on that arm, they waiting impatiently for the elevator to arrive. Feeling like it was taking hours just for it to arrive, they began to tap their foot on the ground. Booted heel making an audiable clicking sound on the black marbled floor. They had their head down as they stared at the ground, listening to the monotone clicking of their heel as they zoned out.Spamton jolted as they heard the dinging of the elevator, glancing up to see that it had finally arrived. The elevator took a minute before stuttering open, burning Spamton's eyes a little bit with its bright light. They didn't waste any time as they quickly walked into the elevator, repeatively pressing the first floor button and "close door" button. Once the elevator finally decided to listen to the command and close it's doors, Spamton stepped back and leaned on the back wall. They placed both hands and arms onto the wall, palm touching its cold surface as they tilted their head towards the ceiling light. They closed their eyes as they tried to regulate their breathing, sighing in the process.For a while... everything seemed fine... until the elevator violently jutted to a stop. Spamton gasped as their eyes shot open...Only to be met with a room covered in a black staticky goopy substance, the same substance that they see in their dreams and from minutes prior. Familiar garbage noise filled Spamton's ears to the point where it became too much. Reaching for their ears, they covered them as they made an attempt to avoid the slime like substance that slowly made its way closer to them. They began to feel light headed as they felt their heart beating as hard as a drum, tears silently slipping past their cheeks. Their eyes zipped about the room, trying to find a way to get out. Only to find that they were trapped in the slimey elevator, slowly being surrounded by dark goop. Spamton stood there... utterly frozen, 'Thing couldn't possibly get worse' they oh so foolishly thought. Suddenly the elevator began to shake violently, lightly rapidly flickering before it started to drop, rapidly losing altitude. The numbers of the floor flashing by, passing the first floor and continuing to race down to the very bottom. Ripping a yelp from their throat, Spamton kneel down onto the heels of their foot, shutting their eyes and began to audible gasp for air.Glancing back up, they saw that they were reaching closer, yet closer to the very last floor labeled '???'...until....The elevator stuttered to a stop, causing Spamton eyes to shoot open as they scrambled for air. Quickly placing a hand to their chest, they scrunch up their turtleneck as they dry heave. One hand still on the back wall, they blinked a couple of times as they glanced about. Seeing that the black goop was no more, and that the elevator was going at its normal pace to its normal destination. Spamton hunched over on themselves, eyeballing the elevator door as it opened on the first floor.Shakingly, they crept out of the elevator. Glancing about, checking if no one was around. They immediately started to speed walk to the nearest bathroom, wobbling as they felt faint and very nauseous. Covering their mouth as they shoved open the restrooms doors, going into the first stall and falling onto their knees as they emptied out whatever f they had in their already empty stomach.It... It was just some strange nightmare... they couldn't even remember falling sleep in the elevator. It... felt so real though, like he was living in the moment. Something similar to the flashbacks they sometimes have. Last time something like this happened was before their coronation, the violent assault was still very vivid to them despite the many years. The fear and terror Spamton had felt at the time, the pain and anguish of the repeated instant... its... too much for Spamton to bare. When it happened, Queen reported it to their family's therapist, they said it was a sign of PTSD. Something from their past coming to bite their ass in the most fucked up way possible... although...Whatever THAT was... never happened to them in the first place.Spamton sat on the floor once they felt like their stomach didn't want to jump out into the toilet along with the stomach acid they spewed out. They lifted their hand up, swiping it across their forehead. They felt the moisture they accumulated on their face, their skin feeling hotter than usual. They sat there, staring up at the black ceiling for a while before making an attempt to stand up, swaying side to side as they experience a small bout of vertigo.Once they swayed back onto their feet, Spamton reached over to the toilets handle. Flushing it as they turned to open the stall's door, their gaze falling onto the bathroom's mirrors. Their eyes grew wide as they were startled by what they saw...They appeared noticeably frazzled, with their neck feathers puffing out and drooping downwards due to the sweat that had accumulated there. The bags under their eyes looked more noticeable today as well, sinking further into the bottom of their eyelids as they appear more purple today. Spamton's hair had a few strands out, but nothing a little water can't fix. So they turned on the faucet, making sure that the water was icy cold, they began to run their hands through it. Bringing their hands up to their hair and smoothing out some areas, making sure they weren't messing with the twists they did.After they were satisfied with their work, they cupped their hands together and placed them under the running water. Gathering a large amount, they reached up to their face and splashed some water onto it. Hoping that the water will cool them down a bit, they repeated this motion for a while. Distracted by the feeling of the nice cold water running down their face and into their feathers, they didn't notice someone opening up the unisex bathroom doors."Oh there you are Spam! You had me nervous for a second~, I thought you weren't going to come."
Queen waltz right into the bathroom, closing the door right behind her. Which caused Spamton to jump a bit as they quickly reach to turn off the faucet, pulling on the paper dispenser and ripping a large amount to wipe down their face.
"Oh hey! Yeah sorry about that, I only texted Jevil about me coming."
Spamton awkwardly chuckled as they tossed the paper towels into the trash can that was right next to one of the sinks.Spamton tried their best to avoid Queen's gaze, body slightly turned to the side. The last thing Spamton wanted was Queen fretting over them, although it seems like that would happen anyways. Queen took notice of their strange behavior, seeing Spamton purposefully tilt their body away from her. Queen cocked her head to the side, eyes brow twitching in confusion as she tried her best to get a good look at Spamton's face. To which Spamton lightly chuckled as they spun around Queen, avoiding her gaze and started to walk toward the bathroom door. "Well, I better get going haha! Jevil is probably worried about me, since I texted him a while ago-"
"Now hold on for a second..."
Queen's Stern tone easily cut through Spamton's voice, making Spamton curse under their breath.
"*Fuck*...Uhhh wassup?"
Queen's heeled tapped against the tiles of the bathroom floor, she grabbed onto Spamton shoulder. Lighty Grasping it before swiftly manuvering Spamton around, making them face her.Once she got a good look Spamton's face, she lightly gasps. Exclamation marks appearing on her visor as she sees the state in which her child is in.
"Jesus Spam what happened?! You look like a damn zombie!"
Spamton sighed as they removed Queen's hand from their shoulder, they momentarily glanced to the bathroom mirrors that they were avoiding like the plague.They looked like dogshit, although, they couldn't confess that to Queen. They knew that she would have a field day with them if she found out they weren't really taking care of themselves.
"...I don't look THAT bad..."
"Sweetheart you look awful... is this about what happened at the meeting 3 days ago?"
Spamton stood their, staring at her in utter silence.Technically, they wouldn't be lying if they said either yes and or no. They looked into magic because of the incident, but it wasn't really the complete reason as to why they looked and felt awful today. Although, Spamton didn't even know where to start when it comes to explaining the full story.Spamton snapped back to reality when they heard a constant snapping sound. Focusing on the blue gloved fingers that were in their face, paired with the concerned face of Queen."Spamton are you listening to me? You're starting to worry me darling..."
Spamton shook their head, placing a hand on their forehead.
"O-oh yeah, sorry. I just have a headache, what was the question again?"
Queen stood a bit straighter, glancing down at Spamton in full concern.
"I asked if your appearance has to do with what happened at the meeting 3 days ago? Based on your reaction though... I don't think I really need a response."
Queen sighed as she reached over to the tissue dispensers, pulling out some tissue. She then went to turn the faucet on and dipped the tissue in some cold water. She bought the cold wet tissue up to Spamton's face and placed on their forehead. She then took one of their hands and gently placed it onto the tissue on their forehead, signaling Spamton to hold it in place. She then turned back to the faucet that was right besides her and turned it off."I knew something was going to happen at that meeting, something minor though. What he did was just flat out deplorable!"
She frowned at Spamton, who kept their gaze fixated on the floor. Sighing, Queen lifted a hand to Spamton's chin, tilting it upward so that she can get a good look at their face again.
"Sweetheart... I'm sorry something like that happened. I-I wish I could've done something, but since we're not exactly home... There wasn't much that I could do. Plus it seemed like whatever King had told the others worked on them, since those bozos voted you out! TSK!... and for him to have the audacity to call it a democracy! He didn't even tell me or Mike about it!"
Queen seemed to have grown a bit frustrated as her face morphed into rage for a second. Before changing back to a sympathetic expression, Spamton was momentarily distracted by this face. Thinking back to the past where Queen was still struggling with emotions, when she would grow frustrated at not being able to make the poor little princess happy.Seeing her expression now... and the way she's reacting to the current situation, warmed Spamon's heart. She truly is the best mother anyone could ask for, atleast to Spamton she is.Spamton was absentmindedly smiling at Queen, to which she tilted her head. Smiling right back at them.
"What is it? Is there something on my face?"
"Nah, I was just thinking about how much you have gotten better at understanding emotions. That's all."
Queen laughed at this, some of the worry line that were forming on her face disappeared. She stood silent as she watches Spamton toss out the tissue they had on their forehead. Reaching over to the dispenser right next to them, grabbing a new tissue and soaking it a bit with the faucet that was right next to them. They turned towards the mirror, wanting to make sure they placed the tissue properly on their forehead."Hows your head feeling?"
Spamton's eyes shifted towards Queen's reflection.
"...It's feeling a little better...Thanks mom."
Spamton turned their head, glancing at Queen whos eyes went wide. She can't remember if Spamton has ever called her mom or mother...
"Oh it was nothing sweetheart, I care about you so of course I'm going to make sure you're okay."
Queen shifted closer to Spamton, giving them a short small hug before backing up again.
Despite the hug lasting only for a second, Spamton already missed the warm embrace.Keeping her hands on Spamton's shoulders, she gave them a sincere smile.
"No matter what anyone says, with all your perfection imperfections...you will always be my child. Do you understand?"
Spamton gazed up at her, utterly touched. They stood silent for a second before wrapping their arms back round Queen.
"Even if King says other wise?"
Spamton slightly smirked at Queen, their eyes falling on the back of her head.
Queen huffed, smiling as she herself gazes at one of Spamton's hair twists
"To hell with King, it's not like he's your father anyways. YOU get to choose YOUR family."
Spamton stood quiet once more, before speaking in a very soft tone.
"...I love you mom."
Queen hugged Spamton tighter, resting her head on their shoulder.
"I love you too, my dear Spamton."The two stood there in silence with their arms wrapped around each other. Not planning on letting go of one another any time soon.
"You know... if your headache hasn't completely gone down, then maybe it's best if you skip todays endeavors. You look like you can use the rest my dear."
Spamton vigorously shook their head, they've already made up their mind.
"What? No! I've told Jevil I was coming to this small get together and I'm going to do just that! Plus I wanna see Lancer."
Queen frowned slightly at that, her hold on Spamton loosing a bit.
"Are you sure? I'm just worried that you might hurt yourself, you look like you haven't gotten sleep in ages."
"I'll be fine, I'll work on my sleep after the party, I promise. I just... want to see Jevil..."
Saying the last part more to themselves, Spamton slightly blushes as they continued to hold onto Queen.Queen lightly chuckled to themselves, which got Spamton attention.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Oh nothing~... I'm just waiting for those wedding invitations."
"W H A T?!"
Spamton immediately pushed Queen away, holding her at arms length as she cackled in their face.
"Your's and Jevil's wedding silly~"
"MY WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!"
Queen continued to cackle as Spamton's face shifted to one of horror. Their face was a tomato red as they scoffed at Queen, completely at a loss for words."WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"
Spamton's out burst only caused Queen to laugh even harder.
"Y-You HAHA, You said that you w-wanted HEHE to s-see Jevil."
Wiping off some motor oil that was slipping off the corner of her eyes, she cleared her throat as she attempted to regain her senses.
"Aw sweetheart it just sounds like you truly care about him, in a loving way of course~."
"MOM!"
Spamton raised their arms in the air, exasperated by the situation.Placing a hand on her chest, she fans herself as she felt like her motherboard was overheating from her small outburst.
"Oh my dearie, there's nothing wrong with being in love~."
Spamton screeched a bit at the mention of being 'in love,' pointing at Queen as they opened their mouth.
"That's rich coming from you! How was the alone time you spent with Rouxls anyways, HMM~"
Spamton placed their hands on their hips, a smirk grew on their face.
"W-what?"
It was Queen's turn to scoff, as she grew flustered at the mention of Rouxls.
"What are you talking about? That was s-strictly business?!"
Queen crossed her arms as she dramatically turned her body away from Spamton.
Spamton glanced down at their nails, acting nonchalant and smug.
"Oh I don't know if it was JUST business darling~ With the way your reacting, it seems like there's more to it."
Queen playfully rolled her eyes, huffing as she stomped towards one of the bathroom stalls.
"O-oh whatever, I'm going to use the bathroom."Flustered, Queen lockes the stall door behind her. Taking shelter in one of the bathroom stalls. Spamton just laughed at her scurrying away, going up to the stall Queen was in and leaned on it.
"I love you queen~"
"Yeah yeah yeah, love you too."
Spamton laughed at her response, getting up from the stall and walking towards the bathroom's door.
"I'll see you at the get together, I've spent too long in this bathroom already. I'm pretty sure Jevil is wondering where I'm at."
Queen huffed, softly chuckling to herself.
"You don't wanna worry your boy friend now do you~"
Spamton shook their head as they rolled their eyes. Hand landing on the bathroom's doorknob.
"I'll make sure to say hello for you to your boy friend~""God dammit Spam..."
"HAHAHA!"
Cackling out loud, Spamton turned the knob to the door and left Queen alone in the bathroom....As Spamton walked closer and closer to the main lobby, they saw more and more guards and residences of the castle. Chattering and laughing away without a care in the world, oblivious to the world and the dangers around them... Spamton felt a small bout of Deja Vu.Once Spamton arrived to the main lobby, they took a glance at the decore. Taking note of the small tables that were decorated in light pink table cloths, white laced placemats are set eveningly spaced from each other on every table. Medium sized rocks covered in blue paint are placed at each end of the table, a blue, pink, orange and yellow balloon are tied to each rock. Foods ranging from many different cakes, to small cookies and cupcakes are placed in the very center of each table. Each table seemingly had their own food theme and drink to company it. There was also a small old record player sitting at one of the corner of the room on top of a small table, a pale yellow table cloth sat under it. The record player was playing crazy in love, one of Spamton's favorite songs.While glancing at the back of the room. Spamton took note of a bar that was at the very end of the room near one of the exits. The bar had many alcoholic and none alcoholic drinks lined up in the back as well as a ice cream machine with a plethora of flavors. There were small lighbulbs that hanged from the ceiling of the bar, lighting up the bar area where people can sit at. The one tending the bar was none other than Swatch themself, who was currently cleaning a wine glass. Thinking that maybe they could get Jevil's and Lancer's whereabouts from them, Spamton began to quickly walk to the bar. Maneuvering around a few Darkners as they tried to get to the bar before anyone else could distract the bird butler. While doing this though, there was a strange gray figure that seemingly spawned right out of the corner of Spamton's eyes. Only seeing them for a split second before bumping right into them."Oh my god I'm so sorry! Are you-"
Spamton immediately stopped as they glanced up at the much taller darkner. Taking note of the Darkners appearance, they were hunched over and wore some weird hooded cloak, obsuring the top section of their face. The only thing that Spamton could see was their gaping mouth and a crude smile that reached up into the darkness of their upper face. Spamton staggered back a bit, startled by the Darkners appearance.
"I-I...Umm."
Completely tongue tied, their word falling apart moments before they could even leave their mouth. The figure continued to creepily gaze at Spamton as their mouth opened
"How curious...."
The strange darkner leaned a bit closer to Spamton, to which they took a step back. Glancing off to the side where the bar is at, hoping to get Swatch's attention. Only to see the tall bird attending to someone.
"A light lost in the dark, how will it escape its fate... I wonder"
Spamton cocked an eyebrow, face grimacing at the odd sentence.
"What?"
The odd darkner didn't say anything after that, standing back up to its original slumped state. It turned to walk past Spamton, ignoring their question and leaving the room.Spamton stood there, silent and petrified. They didn't know what to say or do, only watching the figure disappear of into the distance.Who was that? They didn't look like someone from Card Kingdom, atleast from what Spamton knows. And what the hell were they talking about, 'A light lost in the dark?' 'How will it escape it's fate?...' Spamton was left dumbfounded. What confused them even more was how everyone seemingly didn't seem to notice the strange darkner that wondered into the lobby area. They were noticeably out of place, so how the hell did no one say anything?!Spamton was lost in thought before hearing a loud whistle, head snapping toward the bar. In the distance, Swatch was waving their hand in the air, trying to get Spamton's attention. Spamton slowly started to walk over there again, glancing behind them one more time before continuing forward."Hey! I'm glad you could make it! What took you so long, the party started an hour and a half ago."
Spamton flushed a bit, embarrassed by their tardiness.
"Y-yeah sorry, I was getting ready... I just... ran into some things I had to do first..."
Spamton glanced off to the side avoiding Swatch's gaze.
"I see you're starting early on the new assignments King has stacked onto you..."
Swatch picked up a dirty wine glass, taking their rag and started to clean it.
"O-oh uh yeeeah, that work isn't going to start itself hehe..."
Spamton gave Swatch their award losing smile, mentally they cursed themselves. Knowing that they most definitely didn't get away with that little fib. Swatch expression changed a smidge, keeping up their professionalism as they are currently in a work environment.
"...I thought Queen was bad at lying, this is a first from you. Usually you're more cunning about it."Spamton immediately drooped afterwards, head momentarily falling onto the counter. Their smile dropped from their face as they slightly lifted their head up off the counter to rub at their eyes.
"Uggghh, I'm too tired for this... can you make me a tinto de verano please?"
Swatch hummed to themselves for a second, before playfully cocking their head.
"Don't you think you're a little too young for a drink of that calibur, your highness?"
Spamton sucked their teeth as they glanced up at Swatch, unamused.
"Cmon Swatch, you know Queen doesn't give a fuck and neither do I."
Swatch lightly chucked as he began to prepare their drink.
"Haha! I know I know, I was just pulling your leg. Although..."
Leaning in close, Swatch quickly scans Spamton. Seeing how worn down they were, Swatch makes a mental note of their tired appearance.
"It is a little too early to be drinking... did something happen?"Spamton sat up from their slumped over position, thinking for a second before sighing.
"I've just... been losing a little sleep that all. Y-you don't have to worry about me."
Swatch stayed quiet, focusing on topping off the drink that Spamton had asked for with a lemon before handing it to them. Swiftly plopping a straw in it.
"King's gotten to you hasn't he..."
Spamton blinked a couple of times, not saying anything before grabbing their drink and taking a large sip out of it.
"Maybe... I've already talked to Queen about it so its fine."
Swatch worriedly stared at Spamton, but didn't ask anything further about it. Wanting to respect their space, which only caused an awkward silence to grow between the two. Until Swatch suddenly ducked down into the cupboards, pulling out a tray of familiar cupcakes."Hey I know what would make you feel better~"
Swatch plopped the tray of cupcakes right in front of Spamton. Who was eyeing the treats, not trying to easily give in to them.
"I don't think cupcakes would make me feel better..."
Swatch slightly smirked, pushing the tray of cupcakes a little closer to Spamton.
"Aww cmon, I know you want one~."
Spamton stared at Swatch before glancing down at the pink frosted cupcakes. The edible glitter making the pink frosting sparkle in the bar's lighting, the strawberry was glistening, begging to be eaten by them. Spamton wasn't going to give in easily though, and so they hesitantly turned their back on the delicious cupcakes.Swatch seeing this, decided to play along.
"Well *sigh*, if you really don't want the cupcakes that I, oh so lovingly made... then I guess I can just give them to the other customers..."
Faking a frown, Swatch began to pick up the tray. Slowly turning to their side, making sure he was being as dramatic as possible. Trying their best to get Spamton attention, in which they succeeded at. For at the corner of his eyes, he sees Spamton frowning as they stared at the cupcakes. It didn't take long for Spamton to cave in."WAIT!"
Arm stretched out, Spamton cries out to Swatch. Making the big bird turn around with a grin on their face.
"I thought you didn't want any~"
Spamton shook their head as they reached over for a cupcake.
"I never said that! I just said that it probably wouldn't help~ Hehe!"
Licking their lips, they take a nice bite out of the soft juicy cupcake. Moaning as they savoured its flavor.
"MmmM oh MAN... still amazing hehe~"
Spamton reached for another cupcake, freeing it from the paper wrapping. Swatch watches on, chuckling to themselves as they watch Spamton's mood lift a little.
"And you said it wouldn't make you feel any better."
"Oh hush you hehe~"As Spamton continued to finish off their second cupcake, they picked up another one and looked at it. Mostly talking to themself.
"You know... Jevil and Lancer would love..."
Spamton stopped for a second, seemingly remembering something as they suddenly stood up and gasped.
"Shit! I can't believe I forgot about Jevil and Lancer! God I feel so stupid!"
Slapping their forehead Spamton, glanced back at Swatch. Who placed down a wine glass that they were cleaning.
"Oh my~ Today must not be your day fi you're easily forgetting something as important as that~"
"Be quiet you."
Slightly smirking at Swatch, Spamton began to slowly remove themselves from their seat.
"Do you know where they could've gone? I don't really see them anywhere..."
Swatch hummed to themselves, scraping through their mind before answering.
"If I remember correctly, I think they slipped into the kitchen, mainly because Lancer felt overwhelmed with all the faces that appeared."
"Oh no, poor Lancer..."
Swatch nodded, glancing behind him at the kitchen's door.
"I let them in mainly cause I didn't want the poor child to get over stimulated, they should still probably be in there. I've seen multiple exits so they could've left by now."Spamton started walking over to the end of the bar where there was a little door that separated the bartender and it patrons. Swatch walked on over and opened the door for the short princess"It's fine, if they aren't there then I could probably check Jevil's room."
Swatch nodded as they closed the bar's small door, Shuffling on over to the far back of the bar where the kitchen door stood. Spamton followed behind them as Swatch opened the door. Revealing a large monochrome kitchen, all the lights on the ceiling were diamond shaped. The tiles on the floor were all diamond shaped too, there seemed to be some type of glittery finish on them as they sparkled in the lighting. Pots and pans were hooked up on the small hanger that was right under the cabinets, occasionally clanking together due to the vibration of the cabinets door's closing. The cabinet, stove, sink, refrigerator, counters that lined up against the walls and the one large on in the middle of the room were all made out of some steel material that was tinted black.The scent of savory meats, sweet pastries and seasoning filled Spamton's nostrils as they watched the dozen and dozens of Swatchlings scurry around the kitchen. Spamton slightly winced at the noise in the kitchen.Spamton glanced up at Swatch, noticeably confused. They shouted up at Swatch due to how loud it was in the kitchen.
"I thought this was only a small get together, why are there so many swatchling here?"
Swatch sighed, leaning down to Spamton as they glanced up at the countless Swatchlings at work.
"I'm pretty sure you noticed some of the residences were out there at the party as well right?"
Spamton nodded their head, there wasn't a lot of them out there but Spamton did find it weird that they were there in the first place. Now that they were thinking about it, they were pretty sure it was only for the special guest, that being Tasque Manager, Swatch, them and Queen, and the Higher ups of the card kingdom.
"Well the other kings thought it was a little unfair to just have the party be for us, so they invited all of the other residences... so now... we have to make a surplus of food."
Spamton rolled their eyes as they shook their head.
"I swear they just keep getting dummer and dummer by the day. Did they even think about the amount of work they will be randomly shoving onto the Swatchlings? The residences were already invited to the farewell party?!"
"That's what I'M saying!"
Swatch raised their arms in the air in exaggerated frustration. Spamton chuckled at this as they began to slowly and carefully make their way through the busy kitchen, Swatch followed right behind them.Spamton quickly scanned the room, seeing if Jevil or Lancer were anywhere to be found. But sadly, they didn't see them.
Spamton turned to Swatch.
"I don't see them here..."
Swatch placed a hand on their shoulder, turning them to the very back of the room.
"Don't worry, they're probably in the break room."
Spamton eyes widened as he tilted their head back to Swatch.
"There's a break room?! I didn't think King would implement such a thing!"
"Well King is an asshole but probably not a monster."
Spamton huffed and rolled their eye.
"Could've fooled me..."
Swatch chuckled at Spamton's sarcastic response as they began to step through the choatic kitchen.As Spamton and Swatch made their way through the main area of the kitchen, some of the Swatchling on the job waved and greeted the two.
"Oh hey boss! Hey your highness!"
Spamton sheepishly waved back, bearing a shy smile on their face. Swatch tiped their beak down, in a sophisticated greeting. They continued this until they reached the back of the room where there was a small opening that lead them to a smaller but still spacious room.The room's furtherest wall had a long counter that lined up the back of the room. There was a small microwave, a blender, and some plastic cups that sat at the right corner of the counter while on the left were a bunch of boxes full of fruit, tea bags and smaller snacks. There were 2 round monochrome tables that sat on the left and right of the side of the room, 4 chairs circled each table. There were also some bean bags that sat all over the room, their size all ranged from small to medium. There were two bean bags and a small coffee tables with cupcakes on it that sat in front of a flat screen tv that was on the right wall of the room. The light from the screen shone bright as it depicted a pirate singing an catchy theme song. 2 people accompanied the bean bags, singing along to the theme."WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA SEA!"
"Spongebob Squarepants!""Hey guys! Sorry I'm late."
Spamton started to walk towards Lancer and Jevil, turning around for a second to wave goodbye to Swatch. Who smirked as they bowed down in a goodbye. They begun to walk back to the front of the bar.
"Brother Sister!!"
Lancer squealed as he hopped off of the beanie bag, wobbling over to give Spamton's leg a hug. To which they kneeled down and gave Lancer a proper hug, smiling and chuckling at the little prince's excitement.
"Hey there~ I hope Jevil was keeping you company while I was gone."
Spamton glanced up at the Jester, giving them a wink as they saw Jevil floating on over to them."OF COURSE I HAVE HAVE! I'M THE GREATEST COMPANY TO EVER EXIST EXIST!"
Spamton giggles at this as they pick up Lancer, who squirmed happily in their arms. Spamton gazed at Lancer as he giggles in their hold, they then bring Lancer closer and gave them a small kiss on their forehead.
"Sorry it took me a while to get here, I got a bit side tracked."
"It's okay! We have cupcakes here and Spongebob!"
Lancer squirmed out of Spamton's hands, running over to the coffee table and grabbed a cupcake. Eating it aggressively as he stared at the tv screen. Spamton stared smiling at Lancer before they felt a tap on their shoulder. Glancing over, they see Jevil with a concerned look on their face.Jevil moved in closer to Spamton, which caused a faint blush to appear on their face. Jevil whispered,
"You alright? You don't look too well well..."
Sighing Spamton shifted their body towards Jevil.
"I...have not gotten any sleep..."
Spamton placed their hand on their face, rubbing at it in an attempt to wake up a little bit.
"How long long has it been since you've slept?"
Spamton hesitated to answer Jevil's question, not wanting to alarm them... but eventually caved in.
"Uhhh... 2 days whole days?-"
"TW-two whole days?!!"
Jevil had to check themselves, correcting their volume as they didn't want to scare Lancer who was still distracted by the tv. Glancing over at him before turning back to Spamton, continuing with the conversation."*sigh* I guess that prophecy prophecy is still on your mind mind..."
Spamton glanced to the side in shame.
"I-I know its not 100 percent guarenteed, but even so... I can't help but... believe it."
Spamton's voice shakes a bit at the end, not sure if Jevil was going to burst out laughing at Spamton's little confession. Jevil hummed to themselves for a second, he seemed to be lost in thought before looking back at Spamton once again.
"I'm not gonna lie lie, but I've been thinking about it too."
Spamton glanced at the floor before lifting their eyes up to Lancer again. Seeing him have a face full of frosting while seemingly in a trance as he continued to stare at Spongebob singing a song about fun."There's also something else I want to tell you, about this morning..."
Spamton paused for a second, trying to read Jevil's expression as he waited for them to continue."...This morning, while I was making my way to the elevators... I-I saw something, something familiar. I honestly don't even know if I was just seeing things due to the lack of sleep or if I'm just finally going completely insane."
Spamton grimly chuckled as they rubbed at their forehead, an uneasy smile present on their face. Their eyes were transfixed onto the ground, feeling too vulnerable to even look at Jevil in the eye as he watched on. Concerned over what their friend exactly saw.
"But there was this weird black slime on the floor, the same slime that I see in my dreams..."
Spamton gained enough courage to glance back up at Jevil, only to see them staring right back at them. Eyes wide almost as if he knew exactly what they were talking about.
"Jevil... why are you...-"
"I think... I think I know what your talking talking about, I've seen something like that before in the auditorium and by the elevator on the 5th floor-"
"What?!"
"Shhh"Jevil glanced behind at Lancer who was still watching TV but didn't seem as interested in it as before. Sensing that they don't have TOO much time left they quickly fixed their gaze back on Spamton, who appeared to be having a mini panic attack. Jevil reached over to Spamton and began to try and sooth them by lightly rubbing their arms up and down."Whoa Whoa calm down Spammy, it was only like a split split second. The first time I saw it was on the 5th floor, then on the same day, on one of the levers levers in the auditorium."
Spamton couldn't believe what they were hearing, disturbed and shocked at the news of someone else seeing this thing. Confirming their fears...Their fears of this thing actually existing...
"You know what that means right?... Jevil please tell me you understand..."
Jevil solemnly nodded their head, their eyes momentairly shifted behind Spamton once more before shifting back to them.
"I understand, but right now is probably not the best time to talk talk about it. Lancer doesn't seem all that interested in the tv anymore."
Turning around to check if that was true, Spamton saw Lancer lazily eating the last cupcake on the tray. He's head would sink down before jutting up once more to continue watching the tv.Spamton nodded their head quickly, trying their best to collect their thoughts and steady their breath
"I-It was on the 4th floor, It was by the corner where you would stand to wait for the elevators. Once I s-saw it though it ducked right into the corner, so I went to investigate but... there was nothing there. I was t-terrified Jev you don't understand!"
Spamton grew a bit frantic as they grasped at Jevil's clothing, trying to ground themselves. Once they calmed down a bit, they lightly began to fix Jevil's clothing, Breath shaky as they apologize. Jevil watched Spamton try to regain their composure, Lightly blushing from the small nickname that Spamton gave them. He tries to best to console Spamton as they try to continue their story."I immediately pressed the elevator button and was waiting for it to come, right? I literally kept looking behind me, that's how paranoid I was haha... But anyways, the elevator eventually came, and I quickly walked inside and I pressed the button. I went to lean back on the back wall of the elevator and I guess I fell asleep when I closed my eyes cause the next thing I see when I open them up is like this room full of that staticky goopy nasty shit and and-"Jevil began to pull Spamton closer to them, rubbing their back as Spamton was pinned flushed against them. Spamton staggered a bit, not expecting to be so closer to Jevil, but not entirely minding the proximity. Blushing, Spamton leaned in closer to Jevil, placing their chin on his shoulder as they continued."...It was everywhere... and it was moving towards me... like it wanted to consume me along with the elevator. I heard the same garbage noise too, as the elevator was crashing down to some floor that was labeled with a bunch of question marks-"
"Question marks marks? That's the room which Seam forbids me from going going! it's said that the nastiest nastiest of criminals get locked up there"
Spamton looked at Jevil for a second, in complete and utter shock. That was an actual room? They thought it was meerily just something they dreamt up, but is it really that surprising? They've dreamt about the basement back home before, and they've never even been there before!"What happened happened next?"
Spamton snapped back to reality, pulling away from Jevil's grasp while keeping their hands on his shoulders. They stood there for a second before sighing, moving their hands from Jevil's shoulders to his hands.
"I...I woke up, and I see the elevator stopping at the 1st floor like it was suppose to. I felt really nauseous afterwards so I ran to the bathroom and vomitted into the toilet..."
"Aww Spammy... I should've went to check up on you you, I had a feeling something happened..."
Jevil gave Spamton's hands a light comforting squeeze, they glanced up at them and gave them a lop-sided smile. To which Spamton lightly flushed and sighed, appreciating the comfort and basking in the physical contact. They both stood quiet as Jevil waited for Spamton to continued for they noticed they had a pensive expression on their face. Like they were combing through the events of today in their head for something else to talk about.Eventually Spamton perked up again, seemingly remembering something.
"Oh and after talking to Queen, who so happened to pop up in the bathroom. I walked to the main lobby trying to look for you two when I bumped into this weird darkner, I don't think I ever seen them before... atleast they didn't look like they were a card kingdom citizen."
Jevil tilted his head to the side, cocking his eyebrow.
"Really? I don't remember any outsiders outsiders being allowed in the 'small get together,' what did they look like like?"
Spamton let go of one of Jevil's hands, running their hand through their hair before letting their hand fall to their side. Jevil wouldn't admit it, but they missed the cold touch of Spamton's hand, gently rubbing at the other hand he still had."I didn't get to see all of them, they wore a huge hoodie and I mean HUGE. This thing covered the top portion of their face, honestly I'm not even sure if they could see properly with that thing on. Either way, all I saw was their gray skin and crooked smile that reached into the darkness of the covered portion of their face. It was nothing like I've seen before, it creeped me the FUCK out! But that wasn't the only thing that disturbed me, this thing got closer to me was talking about some, 'A light lost in the dark, how will it escape its fate I wonder' bullshit! I literally watched it creep away form me, seeing if anyone else noticed this thing in the room, but no one did! It was almost as if I was the only one that saw that thing..."Jevil nodded their head in understanding, trying to see if they recognized someone of that description...Only to come up empty handed."Well honestly it sounds like an intruder intruder! The guards should've had their eyes open for people like that that!"
"I know right? I knew they weren't from here, something didn't seem right and it STILL doesn't feel right... who the hell were they?"
Silence grew between the two once more as they both pondered on who the intruder could be. Spamton glanced down at their hands intertwined, drawing blanks in their mind until something clicked. Which made them blush, they hadn't realized they were holding onto Jevil for that long. Speaking of which, Jevil was confused at Spamton's reddened face and decided to follow their line of sight. Landing on their hands, finally getting the message, they both withdrew in shock. Nervously chuckling while sheepishly glancing at each other."S-sorry, I didn't mean to uh, hold on for that long hehe~"
"Aww Uee hee hee~ It's fine fine."
Before anyone could say anything else a small voice piped up from in front of them.
"I'm booooored, the stupid tv isn't showing Spongebob anymore."
Spamton glanced down at Lancer, smiling as they reached over to pick him up.
"Aww maybe we can do something together, hows that sound?"
Putting aside the conversation they were having with Jevil, Spamton gave Lancer their full undivided attention.
"YIPPIEE~!"
Lancer screeched in glee as he continued to cling onto Spamton, grasping onto their brown cardigan. Spamton turned to Jevil tilting their head to the side.
"Got any idea on what we should do?"
Jevil glanced about the room, smile growing as their eyes landed on the tv screen. Staring at the green alien in a red and black dress like shirt that was on screen before pivoting back to Spamton and Lancer."I THINK I HAVE AN IDEA IDEA~"
Grabbing the remote that was on the table, Jevil began to type in the music channel numbers. Spamton stepped closer to Jevil, Lancer in hand as they grew curious. They watched Jevil press the search button, typing up a song and raising the volume up once selecting something on the screen."HOW ABOUT WE HAVE OUR OWN DANCE DANCE PARTY HERE! WE HAVE THE FOOD, THE MUSIC AND THE COMPANY COMPANY TO DO SO!"
Spamton smile grew as they looked at Lancer, watching as the little prince giggled in their grasp.
"How does that sound Lancer, it'll be a lot less overwhelming than being out there with all those people."
Lancer gave Spamton a toothy grin and enthusiastically nodded his head as he squirmed to get out of their grasp. Running and climbing onto the table in front of them.
"Well then its decided, LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!"
Spamton screamed at the top of their lungs as they walked over to one of the bean bags, climbing on top of it and slightly jumping up and down. Not wanting to hurt themselves obviously, but the thought was still there. The Jester laughed at this, floating up to them and doing his own dance mid air as 'Hey Yeah!" by OutKast started to play in the background.They all started to screech the lyrics of the song."1 2 3 UH! MY BABY DON'T MESS AROUND BECAUSE SHE LOVES ME SO, AND THAT I KNOW FO SHO~!" *Clap* *Clap* *Clap*Laughter filled the air as the three of them enjoyed their own little get together.************************** Sooner or later, night fell and the young prince ended up falling asleep on the coffee table. Spamton and Jevil both thought it was probably best if they were to call it a night and head back to their rooms. Jevil insisted on taking Spamton back to their quarters after returning the prince to his.Spamton, of course, didn't complain. Rather they were very happy that the Jester was escorting them back to their room."Such a gentleman~ Taking a young lady back to their quarters, you really do have manners~"
Jevil chuckled at the teasing, blushing as they smirked up at Spamton.
"AH-HA! OH SPAMMY SPAMMY~ I WOULDN'T DARE LET A MAJESTIC CREATURE CREATURE LIKE YOU TRAVERSE THESE DIM AND UNLIT HALLWAYS BY THEMSELF! WHAT TYPE OF COMPANION WOULD I BE BE!"
Spamton laughed, rolling their eyes as they lightly shoved Jevil.
"Oh you just LOVE to wax poetry at me don't you."
"POETRY IS A GATE WAY INTO ONES HEART HEART! I'M ONLY BEING HONEST SPAMMY MY DEAR PRINCESS~"
Spamton was a bit shocked by this, blushing as they stared at Jevil. They giggled a bit as they tilted their head downwards.
"That's actually... really cute, do you generally like poetry or is it just for shits and giggles?"Jevil felt like his brain short circuited for a minute as they stared at Spamton red face. Their own face turning a shade of purple as their brain reboots when asked a question.
"OH YES YES! I ADORE ADORE POETRY, I...I write some when I'm alone in my room room..."
Turning quiet for a second, Jevil shyly stares off into the distance. Seeing Spamton trying to sneak a peak at their face from the corner of their eye.
"Wow that's amazing! I had no idea you write, that's so cool! I wouldn't mind seeing some of your poetry... I-if that's okay with you of course."
Jevil thought about it for a second before perking up with a large grin on their face, showing off all of his sharp teeth.
"UEE HEE HEE! MAYBE MAYBE~ I USUALLY DON'T SHOW IT TO JUST ANYONE ANYONE! BUT... I CAN MAKE AN EXCEPTION, YOU ARE QUITE SPECIAL SPECIAL."
Spamton decided to tease Jevil a bit more, leaning in and giving them a sly grin.
"Oh so i'm special special now huh~?"
Pouting, Jevil lightly pushed Spamton away.
"Oh hush you, you ruined ruined the moment."The two laughed, rounding the second to last hallway. Passing by countles of doors in a comfortable silence, the two baring grins on their face. Jevil was deep in thought about what they were talking about earlier. About what Spamton daydreamt of, the nightmareish scene and the strange intruder."DO YOU THINK ANYONE ANYONE NOTICED THAT GUY THAT YOU SAW EARLIER, THEY COULDN'T HAVE GONE THAT FAR WITHOUT GETTING CAUGHT CAUGHT."
Spamton turned to look at Jevil.
"I don't know, we didn't really leave the break room to check. Lightner knows what happened at the boring ass get together, the real party was inside anyways~."
Jevil huffed, smirking at the thought of everyone being bored out of their mind. Thinking about how Swatch had to deal with all those card kingdom residence who decided to get drunk because there was nothing interesting going on. There mind eventually wondered over to Seam, wondering what they were doing and if they left early due to the uneventful event."OH MAN MAN, WE SHOULD'VE PROBABLY LOOKED FOR SEAM! THEY PROBABLY DIED FROM BOREDOM BOREDOM BOO HOO!"
Spamton snickered, covering their mouth with their hand while they lightly slapped Jevil on heir shoulder.
"They aren't going to turn to dust at any given chance Jevil~! Haha!"
The two cackled and continued to make small jokes about Seam's age.The two eventually made it to Spamton's room, they stepped up to the door while digging into their pockets for their keys. While Jevil stood behind them, glumly shuffling his feet from side to side. They didn't want today to end but it was closing in on midnight. So they sucked it up and waited until Spamton was ready to say their goodbyes.Spamton pulled a pair of keys that were decorated with a bunch of adorable keychains. Lifting it up to the door knob, inserting it and turned the door's lock open. They rested their hand on the door knob, turning it and pushing it open. But before walking inside, they swiftly pivoted and pulled Jevil into a embrace.Jevil staggered back a bit, not expecting the sudden embrace... how ironic.
"Thanks for hanging out with me today, and listening to my bs... despite me being a little late..."
Jevil chuckled at this as they happily returned their embrace.
"AWW SPAMMY~ DON'T WORRY ABOUT THAT OKAY? I'LL ALWAYS ALWAYS BE THERE FOR YOU, AND I KNOW YOU'D DO THE SAME SAME!"
Spamton smiled as they pulled away from them, waving and saying goodbye to Jevil as they turned around. Jevil copying the same motion before gasping and screeching out a quick wait, quickly turning back around and placing their foot in between the door and the door's frame."O-oh! sorry! I didn't mean to do that sorry!"
Spamton quickly apologized as they rushed over and pried open the door once more, Jevil chuckled and shook their head.
"DON'T FRET FRET OVER ME PRINCESS~ IT WAS MY FAULT FAULT! BUT ANYWAYS, I FORGOT TO TELL YOU SOMETHING BUT SEEING AS ITS ALREADY LATE IT COULD WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW. IF YOUR OKAY WITH MEETING UP EARLY TOMORROW THAT IS, ITS ABOUT YOUR LITTLE MAGIC AND SOUL SITUATION! I THINK I FOUND OUT WAY TO CHECK CHECK YOUR SOUL!"
Spamton perked up at this, staring at Jevil in complete shock.
"W-What? How?!"
Spamton was utterly stunned, watching Jevil chuckle as they once again shook their head."I'LL EXPLAIN IT ALL TOMORROW I PROMISE PROMISE! JUST MEET ME IN FRONT OF MY ROOM AT 8AM OKAY? WE CAN EVEN TALK TALK ABOUT WHAT WE ARE GOING TO DO ABOUT THAT SLIME SLIME MAN"
Spamton only nodded their head as they watched Jevil smile at their stunned reaction.
"...Yeah"
Waving once more as Jevil finally turned around and began to float down the hallway.Was Spamton finally going to get the answers they oh so craved tomorrow? Not only that but they were finally going to get to the bottom of this strange slime being that keeps haunting Spamton. Knowing that it actually exists scares them, they don't know what they were going to do about it... but they felt that... with Jevil by their side, they'll probably be able to think of something... hopefully.With a new found vigor, they stepped back into their room. Closing the door behind them as they slowly made their way to their dresser, taking off articles of clothing as they went. Letting them drop to the floor, too tired to bother putting them back in their rightful place. They began fishing out a oversized shirt, pulling it over them as they flopped right into bed. Staring out the window that sat right besides them, they pondered about what Jevl told them and about the day they had.While they slowly but surely, slipped into a dreamless sleep....

----- CHAPTER BREAK -----

Spamton woke up the next day from the get together with a rejuvenating stretch. Arms out over their head as each finger drifted apart from each other. Legs lightly kicking the blanket they wrapped themselves in to the side. After the very satisfying stretch, Spamton swung their legs off to the side of the bed. Pushing themselves off it, they took one step forward... but stopped. They glanced back at the bed, eyes falling on a lump that sat haphazardly under the cozy blanket.Spamton, now fully turned, reached an arm out towards the soft lump. Gently lifting the blanket, revealing a soft pink shark plushie. Spamton stared at it apologetically before gently lifting it up, cradling it as if it were a living baby."Oh I'm sorry pinky~. I shouldn't have been so careless and cruel, my little angel~."Spamton tilted their head down towards the pink shark's plush nose, pursing their lips and giving the stuffed toy a soft kiss. Standing still, they rested their face on the comforting plush nose. Breathing in it's cherry scent and basking in its softness.Spamton sighed, living in the moment for a while longer before removing the small plush shark from their face. Placing it gently on the bed, its head resting on the pillow that Spamton was using prior to waking up. They lifted the blanket up over Pinky, obscuring its body and only leaving it's head (or nose?) exposed. Spamton patted it gently on the snout, similar to how a dog owner would pet their dog before leaving for work."I wish I could stay for a little while longer angel but! Someone is waiting for me~"
Blowing a kiss and waving goodbye to the non-organic item laying still on the bed. Spamton walks over to the bathroom FULL of conviction, today is the day they will get some answers about themselves AND about the weird thing they see in their dreams. Worrying over the prophecy shall have to wait, for today, shoving it to the corners of their mind as they walked towards the bathroom.Closing the bathroom door behind them, they set out to brush their teeth first. Hopping into the shower right after they were done, leaving their oversized Gun's N' Roses shirt on the ground next to the shower. They'll eventually get to putting it in the hamper...Along with the other clothes they were too tired to put away from last night, Whoops!Anyways, they're more important things to worry about, like their outfit! They wanted something simple but cute and comfortable...PJ's wouldn't be odd to wear right?Spamton started to open up the middle right dresser, pulling out an all black pj set. There were red roses covering every corner of the night wear, they began to slip into the pair of silk clothing. Staring at the bright blue alarm clock that read 7:30AM. They were suppose to meet Jevil early so they rushed towards the mirror, wanting to give themselves one last good look over before heading out. Tossing their bed hair around a bit before deciding that they let their unruly coily hair run wild for FAR too long.With a frustrated Huff, Spamton maneuvered over to their main dresser where a single mirror stood. opening it up, they pulled out a blow drier and a flat iron. Tending to the scene of the crime immediately, they quickly pull at their hair. Starting to feel a bit antsy for what's to come today, and of course, a small part of them was scared that they would have a similar episode like the one in the elevator at any time. Quickly swallowing their nerves, not wanting to let something like that ruin their day, they finished up their hair. Slipping into some pink bunny slippers and cracked their door open, making sure the hallways were Swatch, Queen and Tasque Manager free before finally heading out.Taking a deep breath, Spamton pulled out their keys and locked their door. Pulling at it to double check that it was indeed locked, they didn't know why they felt the urge to double check... maybe it was just their paranoia. Placing their keys shakingly back into their pocket, they stood there for a second. Thinking about where today could possibly lead them to.They could potentially find something about themselves that could either help them come to a better understanding of themselves, or utterly ruin their perspective of life... Either way, they can't back out now, they were already in too deep. Plus Jevil went through all this effort to help them, they might as well go through with it. They only hope that the elevator wouldn't give them any problems, praying that it would not pull anymore trippy stunts.Picking up the pace, Spamton speed walks down the hallway. Not really paying attention to the morning guard they pass by. Which was fine cause most of the morning guards were hunched over in exhaustion.As Spamton grew closer and closer to the elevator, their heart started to hammer faster and faster against the walls of their ribs. They kept their eyes peeled for anything suspicious, eyes staring daggers at every corner they passed by.Once they made it to the aforementioned elevator, they quickly scanned the area before slamming their hand on the door's down button. Turning their back to the door as they kept a keen eye on the ground. Making sure that no weird slime randomly start forming as they also made sure that they were listening carefully to any strange noise that may occur. Their paranoia grew the longer the elevator took to arrive to their floor, eye's twitching every now and again.They were so distracted that they hadn't noticed the elevator arriving, opening up with its infamous ding. It's light shined brightly on Spamton's back, casting a shadow of their silhouette on the floor in front of them. Spamton stared at their silhouette for a few seconds, afraid it was going to jump out at them. Before they could turn around and walk inside they heard a click of a heel, seeing a new felliniesque silhouette spawn right next to their Bird/Addison like silhouette."Spamton? What are you doing up this early?"Spamton jumped, instantly pivoting on their heels as they spotted Tasque Manager standing in the elevator. Her arm crossed and face scrutinizing them, her words from a few seconds before still echoing in the distance as it bounced all over the walls of the elevator."O-Oh! I uh... was going to meet up with someone..."
Tasque stared at Spamton incredulously. She glances down at her watch before looking back up at Spamton.
"At 7:45 in the morning?"
Spamton's eyes grew comically large, glancing about as they struggled to think of a way to save themselves from this conversation.
"...eeeeeeyes??"
Smart Spamton... Veeeeery Smart....Tasque Manager pinches he tip of her snout, face scrunching up in mild frustration as Spamton slightly deflates. They knew what was about to happen...
"What's going on with you? I haven't seen you since that meeting, you weren't at the 'small' get together and NOW I see you sneaking off to lightenr KNOWS where?!"
Spamton's shoulders rised up to their ears in a defensive manner. They quietly muttered.
"But I WAS at the get together..."
Tasque placed her hands on her hips, cat ears momentarily twitching.
"Hm?"
Spamton corrected their posture, standing up taller.
"I said I was at the party... I just was in the break room in the kitchen with Lancer and Jevil."
Tasque face softens a bit, she sighed through her nose.
"Okay, fine... but that still doesn't explain why your sneaking off to somewhere THIS early in the morning..."
Spamton slightly rolled their eyes, walking into the elevator before it has the chance to close on them.
"I'm not sneaking off... If I was I wouldn't be taking a very public elevator."
"Spamton."Spamton reflectively flinched as Tasque Manager's stern voice rang in their ears. They slowly turned their head towards Tasque, seeing her unimpressed expression. They rocked on the heels and balls of their feet as the elevator door finally closed, they quickly reached out to press the third floor button. Moving back next to Tasque, she took note of how fidgetly Spamton was, eyes twitching as they constantly moved to every crevice of the elevator. Almost as if they were afraid of something springing out of no where."Spam... please, what's going on? You're starting to worry me."
Finally gaining the courage to glance up at Tasque face again, they noticed Tasque Manager's knitted eyebrows and slight frown.They were making her worry... a pit grew in Spamton's stomach, a pit made up of guilt and shame.Spamton hadn't meant to be so secretive about it to Tasque, for they had already had a conversation with her about wanting to look for answers. Although, they never really told her WHEN they were going to do that. They were aware of the potential risks and how things could potentially go wrong and were pretty certain that Tasque knew them too... But they couldn't continue walking through life blissfully ignorant anymore, they must know.I'm sorry, I've just been... Busy.."
"Busy with what? You know you can tell me anything Spam right?"
Tasque crouched down to their height, placing a hand on their back as she tilted her head.
"Busy with... finding some answers about myself..."
Spamton took a peak at Tasque Manager, only to see her jaw practically on the floor. They guessed Tasque didn't actually expect them to look into this...
After clearing her throat she stood back up, she opened her mouth a couple of times before finally saying something.
"I... kind of forgot about that, n-no offense! I know it was important but with everything going on in the castle, mainly because of king... I kind of forgot about that conversation..."
Spamton hummed as Tasque awkwardly smiled at them.
"It's okay really, It was a while since we had the conversation. And I only decided to start looking into it a couple of days ago because..."
Because of the meetimg, because of what King had said to them. Because they knew deep down that something wasn't right, that something wasn't 'normal'.The two stood in complete silence as the elevator took it sweet time getting to the third floor. The creaks of the elevator distracting the both of the from the prior conversation. Despite its best efforts to stop them from talking though, Tasque Manager took it upon herself to finally address the situation."Like I said before... I won't stop you from looking into things, AND and... I won't tell Queen either."
Tasque gave Spamton a comforting and supportive smile before it dropped a little.
"Look... I don't know where this path will take you, nor do I know the outcome of it-"
"What are you Socrates? Why are you phrasing it like that, hehe"
Spamton slightly as Tasque Manager cocked her head to the side. The random comment confusing her.
"Like what?"
Spamton then proceeded to mimic her while posing dramatically.
"I don't know where this path will take you~ NOOOOR do I know-"
Tasque Manager lifted her hand to the back of Spamton's head and lightly slapped it. Causing them to cackle for a second before forcing themselves to stay quiet, cheeky grin still present on their face."Quit playing around, I was going to say something important."
Reacting to Spamton's infectious laugh, Tasque Manager slightly chuckling herself. A small smirk forming on her face as Spamton's smile grew a bit bigger.
"Yeah I can tell, your inner John Locke came out for a second- Ow!"
Tasque once again slightly slapped Spamton on the back of their head.
"Alright Alright that's enough, stop making fun of me."
The suffocating cloud that plagued the air lifted a little as the elevator finally made it to its destination, jutting to a sudden stop and opening up with a well sounding ding.Before Spamton could fully walk on out, Tasque's voice stopped them. Foot placed perfectly in between the two doors.
"Hey, wait!... Spam?"
"Hm?"
Spamton slightly turned their head back, staring at Tasque as her expression grew somewhat sorrowful.
"What you find could either make or break you... you know that, right?"
Spamton glanced down in thought before their eyes shifted back to Tasque. Eyes filled with determination.
"I'm aware... and that's a risk that I'm willing to take..."
Tasque slightly grinned, her expression hard to read.
"You've grown so much, it's almost insane to think you're the same Spamton that used to cry whenever you lost one of your stuffed animals."
Spamton slightly blushed at the comment, eyes drifting off of her for a second beofe regaining its focus. Watching as Tasque grew slightly emotional.
"Just... promise me... Promise me you'll be careful, okay?"Spamton stood their, unsure if they could truly promise something like that to Tasque Manager. They also didn't know what could happen if they delve deeper into this abyss...But they couldn't worry Tasque further, a little white lie wouldn't hurt anyone... right?Before they could promise Tasque, they walked over to her and embraced her. To which Tasque immediately wrapped her detached hands around them.
"...okay."
They both stood like that for a bit until Spamton drew back. They stared at Tasque for a little while longer before turning around and walking out into the opening. Before completely disappearing down the hall, they stopped right in front of the elevator and glanced back at the robotic feline."I'll cya..."
Spamton smiled at Tasque, giving her a small nod.
"Yeah...cya."
Right as Spamton was about to turn their head back around, Tasque Manager piped up once again, a mischievous smirk on her face.
"oh! and good luck on your little nerd date with Jevil."
Spamton sputtered, completely taken a back by that comment. They turned their body completely around, almost tripping over their own feet.
"What- HOW? It's not like-"
Tasque started to cackle.
"You think I haven't noticed you hanging out with him ALL the time?"
Spamton choked on their spit as they tried their best to get their words out of their mouth.
"W-well fuck you dammit! It's not like that!"
Tasque continued to laugh as the elevator doors slowly started to close.
"Whatever you say, your highness~ You got strange taste but whatever makes you happy~"The elevator doors closed with one last click, its cogs can be heard through the door as it starts going down.
Spamton's face reddens as they groan out in frustration.
"UuuuuuUuuuuUUgh."
Spamton pouted, stomping their foot on the ground as they turned around. Starting to grumpily make their way towards Jevil's room....*Knock knock knock*
"Hey Jev? It's me Spamton!"Spamton stood outside of Jevil's and Seam's room door in silence, waiting for the energetic clown to open up. Some shuffling could be heard behind the door as a voice called out to them.
"UEE HEE HEE! I'LL BE THERE IN A SECOND SECOND!"
Foot steps were drawing closer and closer to the door until they stopped, a couple of clanks can be heard before the door swung open.
"PERFECT YOU'RE RIGHT ON TIME TIME!"
Jevil walked out of the room, locking the door behind them... which confused Spamton.Noticing this Jevil smiled.
"OH OH! SEAM IS OUT RIGHT NOW, THEY'RE IN A MEETING MEETING WITH THE KING. KING SPADE SPADE TO BE EXACT."
Spamton mouth formed an 'o' shape, head tilting to the side a bit. They began to wonder what the meeting was about until Jevil spoke up again.
"YEAH WE'LL HAVE TO WAIT WAIT FOR SEAM TO COME BACK, IN THE MEAN TIME..."Jevil grabbed Spamton's hand, causing them to lightly blush.
"WE CAN GO GO TO THE LIBRARY AND CHECK AROUND THERE."
Spamton was even more confused... why were they head to the library?
"whoa wait lets slow down for a second."
Spamton stopped in their tracks, causing Jevil to pull a bit on their arm before stopping.
"First off, why is Seam in a meeting with king?"
Jevil shrugged, seemingly not know why either.
"WHO KNOWS KNOWS, SEAM JUST RECIEVED A RANDOM CALL FROM HIM HIM AT THE ASS CRACK OF DAWN. THEY WERE VERY PISSED ABOUT IT, MOANING MOANING AND GROANING GROANING ABOUT AS THEY GOT READY TO SEE HIS MAJESTY."
Spamton chuckled at the image of Seam being a little agitated at having to wake up so early for some random meeting.Spamton hummed for a second before questioning Jevil again.
"It's still a bit odd that he called them for a meeting, what would it even be about?"
Jevil once again shrugged, slightly chuckling to themselves as they pondered about it.
"THE KING PROBABLY WANTS TO COMPLAIN COMPLAIN ABOUT SOMETHING AGAIN."
Spamton huffed at this, they could totally imagine the king calling seam for something stupid like that. Jevil reached for Spamton's hand again, softly taking it in theirs as they began to walk to the elevator again, drawing closer and slower to it the further they walked.Which reminded Spamton of their second question."Hey Jev? Why are we really going to the library?"
Instead of getting a response Jevil simple just giggled, not even bothering to turn around to look at Spamton.
"Hey what's so funny..."
Jevil didn't even need to turn around and look at Spamton's pout, he can already hear it in their voice. Which only made Jevil laugh harder, much to Spamton's annoyance.
"Hellooo? Earth to Jevil, cmon why are you laughing and ignoring me."
He finally turned around, looking at Spamton who's face was flushed in embarassement."UEE HEE HEE, OH IT'S NOTHING NOTHING! ITS JUST... THE NICKNAME IS CUTE~ HEE HEE!"
Nick...name?
It took Spamton a second to realize what Jevil meant, but when they did connect the dots a scarlet blush spawned on their face. Gasping, they slapped their one free hand over their mouth. Completely stunned as Jevil laughs their ass off, face a cute shade of indigo.After Spamton finally regained their composure they scoffed at Jevil, smiling despite them trying to come off as angry.
"You asshole! hahaha! I asked you a question and the only thing you took out of the sentence was the nickname I gave you?"
They lightly push Jevil with their free hand.
"HAHAHAHA, IT WAS CUTE CUTE! I LIKE IT HEHEHE HOOHOOHOO! I'M SURPRISED YOU CAME UP WITH IT IT!"
Spamton's heart skipped a beat, they weren't expecting Jevil to like the nickname that much. They weren't even expecting it to come out at all!But the fact that Jevil liked it gave Spamton butterflies, they felt like throwing up and fainting at the same time. They felt like they could just ascend to the heavens, floating past the clouds and beyond what is possible for darkner kind. These feelings.... they almost feel like-Not now Spamton! Get back on track!After Spamton was done mentally scolding themselves, they lightly slapped their cheeks in an attempt to make the tickling feeling go away.
"Jevil! The Question!"
"Oh right!"
Jevil calmed themselves down enough to start talking properly again.
"WE'RE GOING GOING TO THE LIBRARY BECAUSE SEAM TOLD ME ABOUT A..."
Before finishing their sentence, they stopped in their tracks almost making Spamton collide with their backside. He glanced around before moving closer to Spamton whispering.
"a secret secret!"
Spamton stared at Jevil in confusion.
"Secret? You mean like a...like a secret room? Here? In the castle?"
Jevil excitedly shook his head.
"YEP YEP, NOT REALLY SURE WHERE IT IS, BUT! WE GOT ENOUGH TIME TIME TO LOOK FOR IT!"Jevil and Spamton continued to walk to the elevator, rounding the last corner where the fabled elevator stood. Jevil walked up to the buttons and pressed the down, He then turned around to check up on Spamton. Who was nervouly staring at him before blushing and moving their eyes to the ground.
"UEE HEE HEE, I DON'T BITE BITE! COME CLOSER CLOSER!"
Spamton's blush grew as they huffed at the comment, it wasn't like they didnt want to get any closer to Jevil it was just that they were paranoid...Yeah... paranoid...Spamton sputtered a bit before slowly inching closer and closer to Jevil, eventually they were close enough for Jevil to grab their hand again. He lightly pulled them over, which Spamton was fine with....until they tripped over their own feet. Slightly landing on Jevil's shoulder, hand clutching at his jester robe. All Jevil did was giggle at their little mishaps, which causes Spamton to internally scold themselves.Jevil's laughter died down a bit as he asked Spamton.
"ARE YOU ALRIGHT ALRIGHT? YOU STUMBLED AND TUMBLED A BIT UEE HEE HEE~"
Spamton stood up straight, lightly swiping their hand on Jevil's shoulder. Dusting off the imaginary dirt on their robe.
"Yeah, hehe, sorry about that."
"DON'T WORRY WORRY ABOUT IT."
Jevil chuckled at them, lifting his arm and wrapping it around their shoulder. The proximity made Spamton's stomach flip about, their heart leaped into their esophagus before falling into their stomach. They tried to steady their breathing as Jevil didn't seem to pay any attention to their mini gay panic attack.
...Not until he suddenly smiled at them, pulling them closer to him. Shoulder's suddenly touching, all cohesive thought that Spamton had in their head flew out of their ear in minutes. Brain short circuiting as Jevil moved in closer to their ear, breath practically kissing it.
Spamton's knees grew weak as Jevil's mouth opened, Whispering.
"Is there something wrong Spammy~"
Hot breath dancing across their ear, causing an involuntary shiver before Spamton could leap to the side. Letting out a small yelp as Jevil floated to the air, cackling his ass off.
"Wha-?! I-UGGGGGH! GOD! FUCK YOU, What is WRONG with you?!"
Spamton was steaming at this point, not sure if its from embarrassment or anger. They didn't want to think about it though for they were almost scared to find out what the emotion was exactly. All they knew was that Jevil was playing a trick on them and they fell right into it."HAAA HAA HOOO HOO HEE HEE! YOU SHOULD 'VE SEEN SEEN YOUR FACE! IT WAS PRICELESS PRICELESS!"
"Go...jump off a bridge or something."
Spamton crossed their arms, pouting as they stared daggers at the elevator doors. Only causing Jevil to cackle even harder, seemingly running out of breath as he started to wheeze a little. As Jevil's tormet continued the elevator finally arrived, opening up with a small little friendly ding.Jevil floated right on in, still shockingly having the energy to continue laughing. Spamton just grumbled, blushing profusely as they walk in and fought the urge to try and swatt Jevil out of the air like a bug. As the elevator doors started to close, Spamton quickly slapped the 1st floor button. Causing the elevator to start it's journey downwards towards the desired floor.Now you see... Spamton really tried to relax... they really did. But it was practically impossible with all the noise Jevil was making. His laughter ringing through the elevator and into Spamton's sensitive ears. They raised their hand, slapping themselves on the forehead. They let their head slide down their face until it layed at the tip of their nose, finally letting it go and watching it spring up and down like a door stopper. They finally turned their attention to the crying Jester who was maniacally giggling still."Why are you still laughing? The moment is over already..."
Spamton's eyebrows twitch a bit in annoyance as their face reddened, they tried their best to hide a small pout.
Jevil took note of this and tried their best to calm themselves.
"AWWW~ HEE HEE HEE! I'M SORRY SORRY BUT YOUR REACTION WAS JUST TOO GOOD GOOD! YOU'RE WAY TOO ADORABLE YOUR HIGNESS HIGHNESS!"
Spamton felt like someone ripped all the air out of their lungs. They felt their mouth go completely dry as they began to stumble over their own words before swiftly stomping their foot on the ground. Turning away from Jevil as they tried their best to school their expression as they continue to hear him giggle behind them.Where the HELL was this cheekiness coming from?! Jevil was always a trickster, mischievous and all but this type of thing was usually for other people NOT them! Jevil was driving them utterly crazy and they weren't certain if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Which just further frustrated Spamton! Not only that but he's making it very difficult to be mad at him, with him teasing them and calling them cute! THE NERVE...... Jevil thought they were cute.Spamton felt like he was going to faint right there, their heart rate accelerating to new speeds they didn't even know were possible to reach. Spamton placed a hand on their chest, they can feel the heat of their blush on their neck and shoulders. Now they were certain that they couldn't turn around and face Jevil, He would probably LITERALLY die of laughter once he sees how bothered Spamton is. He would probably even continue to tease them about this too...For some reason they couldn't help but to feel all giddy inside... it a conundrum.Spamton, who still had their back turned, hadn't noticed that Jevil finally stopped laughing. Staying quiet as they watched Spamton getting lost in their own world before speaking up.
"AWWW, ARE YOU STILL UPSET UPSET? TURN THAT FROWN FROWN UPSIDE DOWN DOWN! FOR MY DEVIOUS PLAN HAD WORKED WORKED!"
"...huh?"As Spamton turned back around the elevator jutted to a stop, opening its doors up with a cheerful ding as it had finally arrived at its destination. Jevil floated on out, glancing behind him at Spamton who's mouth was slightly agape.
He slyly grins,
"MY PLAN PLAN TO DISTRACT YOU OF COURSE! LOOK HOW EASY EASY THAT ELEVATOR RIDE WAS! YOU WEREN'T EVEN NERVOUS, IN FACT... YOU SEEMED TO HAVE ENJOYED YOURSELF HEE HEE!"
Jevil began to slowly float down the hallway in front of them, disappearing as Spamton stared at his leaving form. Utterly stunned by the revelation, they were gobsmacked. Mouth slightly slacked as they stood inside the elevator thinking about what had just happened.Jevil was right... they weren't even paying attention to their surrounding before or after entering the elevator... Completely distracted by...Him.Spamton chuckled to themselves as they felt their chest grow lighter. Almost as if they would float away into the air, completely losing any type of density their body has..."Haha... Damn clown."
Spamton finally hopped out of the elevator before it could get the chance to close on them. They began to race down the hallway in an attempt to catch up to the crazy Jester....The library doors opened slightly with a creak. Jevil took a quick peak inside, eyes shifting about to check and see if anyone was in the old dusty place. Spamton stood right behind them, waiting for them to walk inside until they noticed how cautious Jevil was being."Hey Jev, What's up?"
Jevil continued to scan the inside of the library before lightly kicking the door open. He turned his attention to Spamton and whispered.
"Just checking checking if anyone is inside, wouldn't want us to get caught caught."
Spamton silently utter a small 'oh!' while nodding their head, following Jevil as they walked inside the library.The double doors closed with a muted click as Spamton followed Jevil into the far right corner where one of the tall black wooden book shelves stood. They watched as Jevil proceeded to move the book within the shelves about, pulling and pushing them to see if something happens. Spamton glances over to one of the book shelves that stood next to the currently occupied one, walking over to it and started to push some of the books to the side. Checking to see if there was a button or a lever in the back of it, they even tried to see if there was a weird pattern within the books that they either needed to fix or repeat in the next row.But atlas... they didn't see anything like that.Spamton glanced over at Jevil, who occasionally would look behind themselves or to the double doors. Almost like they were paranoid that someone would walk right in and catch them rummaging through the books. They watched Jevil for a second before coming up with an idea, humming to themselves as they began to walk over to him. Placing a hand on their back and patting it."You keep looking, I'll be on the look out. Makes things less stressful for the both of us right?"
Jevil grinned and nodded their head, suddenly moving with more vigor.
"Okay~ Just make sure you don't get hit hit by the door when people decide to walk in hee hee!"
Spamton huffed,
"Oh fuck you, haha!"
Spamton rolled their eyes and chuckled as they made their way to the double doors, kneeling down in front of it.Spamton has been dying to use their magic ever since King first provoked themCracking their knuckle, Spamton took one glance at the door before implementing their plan on how to keep an eye on the surrounding area. Their hand tingled as they used their magic to become almost like a human sonar, by using the water particles in the air they can sense any type of disturbance by sensing any change or fluctuations in the air waves. Any change like sound or someone simply walking by can cause the air flow to change, which alerts Spamton. In a matter of seconds they will be aware of how close someone is to the library. Giving them and Jevil time to come up with an excuse as to why they're rummaging through the library like complete animals.Hyper focused on the water particles in the air around them, they stared off into the distances. Looking at the wall furthest to the right of the double doors they mindlessly stared at the visible wall that was next to a book shelf.There wasn't much on this wall... until they spotted something odd. A strange symbol that was partially blocked by the book shelf, if Spamton squinted their eyes a little they could almost make out what the symbol is. But they were far too far away from it, not to mention they don't exactly have the best eye sight. So Spamton eventually decided to stand up, keeping in mind that they needed to stay focus on their magic, they walked over to the corner of the room.When they got to the book shelf they glanced at what was visible of the symbol, which was only a single wing and a small triangle. Spamton tilted their head in confusion, glancing down at the floor in front of the marking. They could've sworn they saw some faint scratches on the floor, so they knelt down and swipped their hand on the ground. Revealing some faint scratches that seemed to have came from the bookshelf right next to it. Spamton got back up again and placed their hand on the sides of the bookshelf. They began to gently push it with enough force that it will move it but not make any noise. They did this until a pair of wings and three triangles were visible. There was a circle in the very middle of the wings as for the triangles, they were located right underneath said wings.Spamton stared at it, transfixed by its odd beauty and by the odd sense that... they've seen this somewhere before but they can't remember where exactly. They couldn't help but feel a strange type of nostalgia wash over them as they just stand their... looking at the marking."H-hey Jev! I... I think I found something..."
Spamton heard some books being shoved back into the shelves before sensing Jevil's presence behind them.
"I thought you were on the look look out?"
Spamton slightly turned their head to Jevil before returning their stare back at the symbol.
"Huh? Oh! Yeah I am, I can sense whoever is close to the library through the water particles in the air. If something disturbs the natural flow of the air, I would know."
Jevil appeared dumbstrucked, mouth agape for all to see.
"Wha- that- how?! How are you doing that?!"
Despite Jevil's question being a little silly Spamton laughed, charmed by how amazed he was. They finally ripped their eyes away from the strange symbol and smiled at him.
"Magic~"
Jevil continued to stare at them for a bit, confused expression clear as day on their face. Until they randomly perked up and asked.
"So wait... If someone were to fart fart-"
Spamton's face immediately morphed to one of disgust, they lightly slapped Jevil on the shoulder as he softly chuckled at them.
"Ew what?! No! Jevil focus! Look at the symbol!"
"Hee hee, okay~"
Mimicking Spamton a little at the end right there, he shifts his eyes onto the strange marking in front of them.Jevil placed his hand on his chin, scratching it as they began to float towards the symbol.
"I never never seen something like this before..."
Jevil lightly touches the wall surrounding the symbol, checking to see if there was some type of crack that would indicate a door was here. But... he didn't feel anything like that, only a smooth wall."This has to be it, and yet.. There doesn't appear to be a door door here!"
As Jevil was trying his best to see if he could get something to open on the wall, Spamton slowly walked up to it. Sensing a strange alluring feeling from the symbol, almost as if it was pulling them in. They lightly placed their finger tips on the marking, applying light pressure on it before rubbing it.
"There doesn't appear to be a switch or button here either..."
Spamton didn't lift their fingers, keeping it on the symbol. They had some sort of transfixed gaze, almost as if they were utterly hypnotized by the marking on the wall. Jevil grew worried, stopping what they were doing to move closer to Spamton.
Placing their hand on their shoulder as they stared at them in concern "Spammy Spammy? are you alright? What's wrong?"
Spamton stood quiet for a moment, finally lifting their fingers slightly off of the marking. They turned their head to Jevil.
"I can't... I can't but to feel like I've seen this... this symbol before, but I don't know from where. It's been driving me crazy..."
Spamton then placed their whole hand onto the symbol.For a few seconds nothing happened, Jevil was standing there staring at the symbol then back at Spamton. Opening their mouth to say something until the symbol started to shine very brightly. They both gasped, Spamton quickly drew their hand back, placing it against their chest almost as if they were physically shocked by it. Spamton leaned back and stared at the bright light in terror. Jevil then stood in front of them in a protective manner, Devilsknife drawn and pointing towards the wall."WHA-WHAT'S HAPPENING HAPPENING?! WHAT DID YOU DO???"
Spamton grasped onto Jevil's shoulders.
"I-I didn't do anything! I swear! A-atleast I think I didn't do anything- *Gasp*"
Just as Spamton responded, the light grew brighter and brighter. Blinding both Spamton and Jevil, they scurried to shield their eyes and ears as a piercing sound rang through the air.
"-AAAAAAAAAA-"
They both screamed in unison as the light grew brighter and the noise grew louder... until...Nothing... The library was now empty....*Click, Click, Click, Click*"mm-m? Wha-?"
Spamton arose to the sound of a loud grandfather clock ticking away in the back of the strange room their in.Blinkin a couple of times they try their best to clear up their vision. Adjusting their glasses that laid crooked on their face. Once their vision had cleared, they finally were able to glance around their new surroundings. Taking note of how dimmly lit and small the room was, they can barely see their hand clearly in front of their face. There was a thick layer of dust on pratically every piece of furniture in this room, the air wasn't even safe from the sneeze inducing substance.Most of the floor was covered in a burgunden carpet that seem to cover the mahogany floors. The carpet had a very intricate design on them, it was almost reminiscant of old Victorian/Baroque style carpets from the 1600 and 1800-1900s Britain.There were book shelves that lined the side and back walls, each of them had books that looked like they could be centuries old. At the very back of the room, right in the middle of two book shelves was a dilapidated mahogany desk with broken wooden drawers. The desk was littered with yellowing paper and had an ink pen and lamp at the very corners of it. The papers didn't appear to have any writing on it.There was a mahogany chair that sat right in front of the desk, although it didn't look safe to sit in it. Splinters were sticking out of it and the legs were lopsided.Spamton glanced off to their left, where their eyes landed on an unlit fire place. 2 old worn down black arm chairs sat in front of it, a small coffee table in between them. Squinting their eyes a little they could see that there was no wood to be found in the fire place.Spamton stared at it for a little while longer before a small white drop of something fell right in front of their face. Barely missing them as they twitched a little, they glanced down at it, puzzled. After a while they moved slightly closer to the white pasty looking drop. Touching it briefly before yanking their hand away from it, letting out a small yelp as the liquid had slightly burned them. They glanced up and saw the source of the strange liquid... a large old chandelier. There were small candles on it, some were lit and were currently melting. Despite this, with the massive amount of wax coming from the candles some of the candles blew out. Making some of the wax solidify before it could drip down.While Spamton was distracted by the wax, Jevil began to stir awake.
"Ugh... wha-? WHAT HAPPENED HAPPENED- Oop!"
Jevil quickly placed a hand over his mouth, taking note of how loud he was being in the small echo chamber they found themselves in. Spamton sat up on their knees, glancing at Jevil who lifted their hand to desummon his Devilsknife that laid abandoned on the floor next to them.
"I...I think we're in some kind of abandoned study room." Spamton murmured.
Jevil eyes trailed around the room, they sniff the air a little before gagging a bit and swiping at the area in front of their face.
"It's really dusty dusty here..."
Scratching their head, Spamton gazed past the distracted clown. Eyeballing the wall opposite of the aging desk.They couldn't help but notice the symbol was on that wall too!...Are they... somehow...?"Oh lightner LIGHTNER! Where the hell are we?! Are we lost lost?! Never to be seen again?! What would Seam say?! What would they do do?! what would I do?! A JESTER CRAVES ATTENTION ATTENTION!!"
Jevil curled in on himself, wrapping their arms and tail around their knees. They began to rock back and forth in an attempt to soothe their troubled soul. Spamton moved closer to them, placing one hand on his shoulder while the other was on his knee. They gently encouraged him to stay still by slightly stunting his motion.
"Jevil Jevil... We're not lost, look."
Spamton pointed over to the wall with the symbol on it. Which prompted Jevil to stop his rocking motion entirely. He followed Spamton's finger to the wall that was right behind him.
"I think we're on the opposite side of the that strange wall."
Jevil breathing has slowed down a little, still relatively being heavy, it was still the second loudest thing in the room next to the large grandfather clock. Spamton then placed their other hand on Jevil's other shoulder."It's okay! We're okay, not lost, just... in some abandoned study room... that's all."
Jevil's breathing was somewhat back to normal as spamton watched them glance around the room, getting a good look at their surroundings. After a while Jevil faced Spamton, face showcasing a plethora of emotions. Before turning back to the wall with the strange magical insignia on it.
"I-HOW?... HOW DID YOU DO THAT??!"
not really caring about the volume of their voice anymore, Jevil stared at Spamton in amazement. While Spamton simply just shrugged their shoulders, they were just as stumped about it as Jevil was.
"I uh... I don't really know, all I did was put my hand on it."
"WHAT?! NOTHING NOTHING?! IS THERE NOT A STRANGE DOOR DOOR?! THEN HOW DO WE GET OUT OF HERE?!"
Jevil began to grow a bit frantic again, wringing their hands together as they nervously stared at the wall. Seeing this, Spamton stood up and stepped in front of Jevil. Blocking their view of the door.
"The same way we came in, I-I don't know how to reenact that glowing magic thing again BUT!"Spamton turned around with their finger in the air, now eyeballing the desk with the paper on it. They swiftly pointed towards the desk while glancing back at Jevil.
"We might as well do a little investigating, this must be the room that Seam told us about so we should get as much information from this room as we can before leaving. We don't know when or IF we can even come back."
They began to walk over to the dilapidated desk, grabbing one of the papers and flipping it over. Jevil simply just stared at the back of Spamton's head before their eyes fell onto the ground, running across the intricate patterns on the carpet. His eyebrows knitted together in a pensive look before directing his attention back to Spamton."B-but... what if we're stuck in here here? W-what if whatever you did before... can't be done again again..."
Spamton immediately turned around, taking note of the trembling and sudden drop in Jevil's voice. Placing the paper that they had in hand down onto the desk, they quickly made their way over to him. They kneeled down to where Jevil sat on the ground, softly grabbing Jevil's hand and lightly rubbing it in a soothing manner.
Causing Jevil to slightly blush.
"I promise... I'll get us out of here, I swear. We won't even be here for that long, just a quick scan through this area and that's it."
Spamton then let them go, lifting up their pinky finger to Jevil's gloved claw. They wiggled it around as Jevil stared at them in confusion, eyes intensely staring at their finger. Jevil just stared at them for a little while longer before cracking a small smile.
"...ARE YOU...ARE YOU TRYING TO PINKY PINKY PROMISE ME ME?"
Jevil stared up at Spamton, for the first time in forever they saw a small shy smile on his face. His face appearing a bit purple as he waited for Spamton to respond.Sparon stared at Jevil for second before awkwardly smiling, rubbing the back of their neck with their free hand.
"uhh, yeah? I-I just uh... I do this with Swatch and Tasque. Whenever we want to make an important promise we would make it a pinky promise. For the most part we never really do this with... with other people..."
Spamton slowed down a bit, blush forming and expanding on their face as they hear themself talk. Their hands grew sweaty, the cold air being the only thing that is cooling their slightly warmed up hand down. They continued to stare at Jevil who's eyes would flick between their finger and their face. It took a second for his eyes to finally stay on their face, something genuine appeared within. Which only caused that light-headed floating feeling to return to Spamton.That feeling they felt earlier... earlier when Jevil purposefully distracted them in the elevator. When he made sure that the only voice that they could hear was his boisterous laughter. The type of laughter that always gave them a fluttering feeling in their stomach, like a full blown swarm of butterflies just randomly spawned in there. When looking at Jevil, the only thing that he could think about was how annoyingly cute he looked when he was dying of utter joy. When someone would tell the funniest joke and he would grin from ear to ear. That smile... made them feel like they were going to faint right then and there, either that or they could just randomly start ascending into the sky. Almost like... Almost like they felt completely alive again, that whatever was worrying them had turned head once they spotted Jevil. Like his laughter had scared away the demons that plagued their mind, stripping them of any type of joy they had left in their short little body. Like the dark thoughts that were trapped in their mind were finally release... only to be replaced by... by...him...They could no longer ignore this feeling, the way this clown made their heart strings ring... it can no longer be ignored.Spamton was in love with him.They sensation of someone's warm finger gripping onto their sweaty pinky woke Spamton out of their stupor. They glanced down to see Jevil's Pinky wrapped around theirs, Jevil giving them a sappy smile.
"AWW, THE FACT THAT THIS PROMISE IS IMPORTANT ENOUGH FOR YOU TO BREAK BREAK FAMILY TRADITIONS JUST SO THAT YOU CAN PINKY PROMISE WITH ME IS SO SWEET SWEET~ *Sniff* I'M TOUCHED"
Jevil whipped a fake tear from his eyes with his free hand, placing his hand on his chest afterwards. Spamton only huffed out in amusement, shaking their head.
"Yeah... haha, I guess you are important enough for this."
As Jevil's smile grew wider, Spamton slightly shook both their fingers. Making the promise official.
"I promise..."
Jevil chuckled, shaking their head.
"CMON CMON YOU HAVE TO SAY THE WHOLE THING THING!"
Spamton blinked a couple of times, mouth slightly agape.
"The.. whole thing? O-oh!"Raising a fist up to their mouth, they cleared their throat before abiding to Jevil's wishes.
"AHEM! I promise to get us out of here... safe and sound. O-oh and to not take long hehe."
Jevil smiled like an absolute maniac, releasing Spamton's finger and clapped their hands together in glee.As Jevil was momentarily distracted, Spamton mourns the loss of warmth that was around their finger.Once Jevil came down from their high, they made their way over to the book shelf that stood on the left of the broken down desk. They pulled out a couple of books and flipped through there pages, ocassionally suppressing a cough as some dust flew up from the pages. Seeing that they moved on from the pinky promise, Spamton went back to the desk and lifted up the supposedly empty paper. They traced their finger along the indents that they found on the page, trying their best to make out the strange shape.But before they could do that they over hear Jevil small gasp that was soon followed by a shout.
"HEY HEY I THINK I FOUND SOMETHING SOMETHING!"
Spamton's head snapped towards Jevil as they saw him wave a gray book around in the air. They absentmindedly shoved the paper they held onto into their pocket. They walked over to Jevil, placing a hand on their shoulder as they moved their head slightly into Jevil's personal space.Jevil flipped the book around to the cover, which depicted a single world in white lettering at the very top of the bland gray book.
"Goner? What's a goner??"
Spamton stared at the title in confusion as Jevil opened the book up, flipping through some of the pages until they reached the first official page. Whiched showed a similar gray figure to the one Spamton bumped into, this one seemed to be holding an ice cream with a strange smile on it.
"H-hey! That looks like-!"
"YEAH! YEAH! WHEN I SAW IT I THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT YOU TOLD ME ME! I HAVEN'T READ ANYTHING YET THOUGH."
Spamton placed their finger on the page.
"Perfect~"
Before they started to read it out loud, they quickly cleared their throat."Goners were said to be an occult like group that worshipped the creatures that lingered in the void. They were a very secretive group until they were found out and were forced to disband. The group was said to be involved in the Roaring War but there was nothing to really prove this theory."
As Spamton finished up the introduction page they began to flip through the other pages. Only to find that the rest of the page were filled with strange symbols ranging from smiling and frowning faces to mailboxes and exclamation marks.Spamton's face morphed into one of confusion, taking the book from Jevil and aggressively flipping through the pages. Only to be met with the same weird symbols on every other page. Jevil just stared at them, clearly lost in thought.
"I WONDER WONDER WHO WAS THE ONE THAT INFILTRATED THE OCCULT OCCULT!"
Spamton huffed in frustration, closing the book and glancing back at Jevil.
"I'M wondering who was even able to find such a underground occult in the first place. Let alone being able to successfully infiltrate it..."
They glanced down at the book in their hands, disappointedly flipping it about. Jevil tilted their head, watching them.
"NO LUCK LUCK?"
Spamton glanced up at Jevil, shaking their head.
"Sadly no, the rest of this book seems to just have these strange symbols. I've never even seen this language before..."
Jevil floated over to them and grabbed the book, opening it up and scanning the book themselves.
"MMM MAYBE ITS THE LANGUAGE THAT THE OCCULT SPOKE IN IN?"
"Yeah maybe... We should take the book with us, just in case! It might take a while to decipher"
Spamton placed the book under their arm, holding it in place. They glanced back at the desk before shaking their head and turning towards the wall.Jevil tilted their head a bit before following Spamton.
"I'M GUESSING GUESSING THERE WAS NO LUCK WITH THE PAPERS ON THE DESK DESK?"
Spamton sighed, momentarily turning around.
"yeah... all the papers were blank, there were some strange indents on it though. But they were too faint to really see anything..."
Spamton then took the book from under their arm and turned it over in their hands.
"Although that's fine, we can do something with that some other time. This book should be enough for now, it should take up most of our time atleast."
Jevil floated closer to Spamton, glancing down at them.
"WE COULD PROBABLY PROBABLY HAVE SEAM HELP US WITH THAT!"
Spamton thought about it for a second before shrugging.
"That would be nice but I don't want to have to rely on Seam so much, they prob have other important stuff to do."
Jevil hummed in agreement. chimming in once more.
"SO WE'RE ALREADY DONE WITH THIS ROOM FOR TODAY??"
Spamton smiled up at him.
"Yep! I did make a promise to you didn't I?"Once they were both face to face with the wall Spamton gave Jevil the gray book they had in hand. Facing forward once more, they placed their hand on their chin in thought.How in the world did they get this thing to work, they were completely clueless. Jevil watched as they were deep in thought, he nervously tapped his claw on the cover of the Goner book.
"WERE YOU POSSIBLY DOING DOING SOMETHING WHILE YOU HAD YOUR HAND ON IT? LIKE MAYBE YOU HELD IT A CERTAIN WAY, OR MAYBE YOU PLACED IT ON THE SYMBOL AND BLINKED MORE THAN ONCE ONCE?"
Jevil lightly chuckled at the silly theory of his, trying to ease his nerves. Spamton lightly chuckled at this, turning slightly toward them.
"no haha, I didn't do anything like that. I just had my hand on it, like my WHOLE hand not just my finger tips."
Spamton then placed their hand on the symbol... but nothing happened.They began to lightly tap their fingers against the wall, racking their brain on things that they were doing. Things like how they were breathing, how they were standing, maybe if they were talking at the time. They were so deep in thought that they weren't even paying attention to Jevil, who was talking about possible circumstances that could've triggered the door. Everything that he was saying didn't really stick with Spamton...until."SOMETHING SOMETHING MUST'VE TRIGGERED THAT STRANGE SYMBOL! THAT THING STARTED GLOWING LIKE IT WAS MAGIC OR SOMETHING!"Magic...Magic..MAGIC! That's it! Spamton was using their magic to scan the area of the library, The symbol probably synced to that magic and that's probably what caused it to react! Jevil seeing Spamton perk up cocked their head to the side.
"WASSUP? DID YOU FIND SOMETHING SOMETHING??"Spamton then closed their eyes and started to concentrate on their magic, feeling it flow through out their body. Jevil jered back a bit as he noticed the marking on the wall started to glow like before. It slowly grew brighter and brighter, which caused Jevil to rush toward Spamton and quickly place their hand on their shoulder. Closing their eyes as they were both engulfed by light until...Nothing......

----- CHAPTER BREAK -----

The light began to dim as Spamton and Jevil regained their senses, it didn't take as long as it did when they entered the room.Spamton rubbed their eyes as they began to get back up on their feet. Glancing around, they realized they were back in the main room in the library. Taking note of how nothing seemed to have changed at all within the room, it appears as if... no time has passed at all...Spamton looked off to their side, noticing Jevil who started to raise to their knees. He rubbed his eyes before glancing at Spamton.
"Uggh...Does it have to do that every time time?" Jevil mumbled to himself.
Spamton chuckled while they kneeled down to Jevil level, patting his back.
"Atleast we're out of that room now right? Look."
Jevil took his time to scan the room, face unreadable until his head snapped towards Spamton.
"What- you....WHAT WHAT?!"
Jevil immediately sprang upwards, hands on his cheeks. Spamton was slightly startled by the outburst, almost falling on their back side."HOW IN THE WORLD WORLD DID YOU FIGURE THAT OUT?!"
Jevil waved his hands in the air, his jaw practically on the floor. Spamton chuckled a bit as he watched Jevil wait in anticipation for their explanation.
"Ah well... I was trying to recall what I was doing before fully touching the wall... but I couldn't figure out what made the 'door' open. Atleast.... not until you mentioned magic, I then remembered how I was using magic to check the surrounding area."
Spamton walked toward the wall, lightly brushing their finger tips on the symbol before letting their hand fall to their side.
"This wall seemed to have reacted to my magic, causing the 'door' to Uhhh... open? Or whatever that light thing does to us."
Jevil only huffed out in amazement, still remaining in the air.
"YOU TRULY ARE SOMETHING SPECIAL SPECIAL!"
Spamton blushed at the statement, shuffling their feet about as they felt a small bout of butterflies from in their stomach.Jevil floated towards Spamton, glancing at the door and then at them. His eyes fell on their arms and then back to their face. His own face falling as he tilted his head.
"WAIT... WHERE'S THE BOOK BOOK?"
Spamton snapped out of their minor flustered state, quickly glancing to their arms and then to the floor. Erratically scanning the area for the plain gray book.
"...Fuck...no...nononono NO! Where is it?!"
Spamton started to look behind the closest bookshelf to the wall, while Jevil glanced about the room to see if it was on top of any of the tables. Both looking a little desperate as they began to realize the book was no where to be found.
"Unfucking-lievable... it's not here?! Please don't tell me I dropped the book..."
Jevil floated back to Spamton's side, plopping their feet on the ground close to Spamton.
"DON'T WORRY WORRY ABOUT IT, WE CAN ALWAYS GO BACK AND GET IT IT!-"
Just after Jevil finished that thought, a voice came booming out from the distance.
"Go back where and get what?"Large imposing steps could be heard from a distance, both of their heads snapped towards the large double doors as they see it wide open. The person wasn't entirely visible yet, so Jevil ushered Spamton to hide the symbol as they began to quickly float towards the double doors.Spamton scurried to the large bookshelf that was on the right of the special wall, struggling at first due to slightly panicking. It only got worse when they started to hear Jevil talk to the disembodied voice again.
"AH-HA! MY KING... ITS SO SO NICE TO SEE YOU HERE HEE HEE!"
Now practically shoving the bookshelf with a bit more force. Spamton started to feel a bit lightheaded as they further struggled, but they eventually was able to move the bookshelf back into its original position. Quietly dusting their hands off as they made an attempt to calm themselves. Fix their clothing so that they appear more presentable.As Spamton began to walk over to where Jevil stood, he once again heard the voice. A voice that Spamton could finally put a face to.
"I don't exactly share the same statement... but I digress, you still haven't answered my question."
Jevil tilted his head, batting his eyes and feigning innocence.
"WHAT PSH, I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN MEAN YOUR MAJESTY~"
King squinted his eyes and leaned in closer, invading Jevil's personal space. Although Jevil gave back the same energy, grinning madly while the light in their eyes went out.
"I'll say it one last time... Go back where and get...what?-"
"How about you answer my question... Why are you here in the library?"
Spamton stepped up from behind Jevil, glancing to them and seeing their pupils return to their eye sockets. Spamton then returned their gaze back to King.
"Last time I checked... you don't get your own books. You usually force one of your guards to get one for you."There was a suffocating silence between the two as they both started to stare intensely at each other before King forced his way past them.
"Hmph... how annoying, to answer a question with a question is rather rude no?"
Spamton glares at King, dusting the area where King had touched when he was forcing his way through.
"Forcing your way through is rather rude for someone of your status... isn't it?"
King didn't say anything, face unreadable until he randomly started to laugh. Shaking his head while he began to redirect his attention to the library behind Spamton."That doesn't exactly matter, if there's no room... I'll make room. It as simple as that."
Spamton stayed silent, eyes following King as he moves further and further inside the room.
"Either way, I don't truly CARE about what you two are up to... "
King places a hand onto one of the black mahogany table closest to the entrance.
"As for what I'm doing, let's just say its a little... personal research project I'm doing." King chuckled a bit as he glanced back at Spamton, who stared at him in slight confusion. Jevil looked at them for a split second, equally as confused.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN MEAN BY A PERSONAL RESEARCH PROJECT PROJECT?"
Although when asked, King only ignored them. Stalking towards the bookshelf that Spamton had just pushed. Causing a large lump to form in their throat, they lightly tapped Jevil's hand. Cocking their head towards the exit, they didn't want to be there for whatever King may find out. Although Jevil seemed to be too worried by the bookshelf, eyes slightly twitching as they saw King inch closer and closer to the magical wall.
When he reached it, the layed a hand on the third column of the shelf. Swipping it and feeling the dust in between his fingers, he then pulled out a random book and began to flip through it.
Spamton leaned closer to Jevil, who was still watching the King intensely.
"I don't think he's going to respond, lets just get out of here."Spamton whispers.
Jevil appears a bit shocked, guickly glancing at King who was still looking at the shelf. He then turned his attention back to Spamton.
"But what if he... you know know"
"I don't think he is going to do anything crazy as long as we're, I'm pretty sure he's waitinfor us to leave-"Once again interrupting Spamton's and Jevil's conversation, King's voice echos from a distance.
"Do you two need something? Your whispering is annoying me."
Spamton and Jevil both slightly jumped at the sound of his voice. Spamton gazed up at King who was glancing slightly behind him, staring at them and waiting for a response. To which they didn't know what to say exactly, still wanting to know about King's little project.
Which leaves Jevil to save the day.
"NOPE! WE'LL BE GOING GOING! BYEEEEE~"
And with that, King rolled his eyes as he watched Jevil grabbed Spamton and leave the room.Once they were both out of the room, Spamton sighed.
"He's hiding something... I know he is"
Jevil nodded their head in agreement, their face was the most serious Spamton has ever seen.
"Yeah, it didn't even seem like he was trying that hard hard to hide it either, almost like he wanted us to know know."
Spamton frowned, glancing down at the floor as they made their way to the elevator.
"I don't know what he's planning next, but I have a bad feeling about this."
Jevil stood quiet for a second, the sound of his slippers being the only thing that could be heard throughout the hallways.
"I'm wondering about that that 'Personal project' of his his... You don't think it involve us... right?"
Spamton and Jevil stood quiet, letting the question go unanswered as the air flow around them tightens ... ..."Well with our ruined plans of taking the book with us to research, we only have one thing to look forward to..." Spamton gloomy states.
Jevil walked up to his bedroom door, knocking on it a few times before turning to Spamton.
"HOPEFULLY THIS WORKS OUT OUT..."
They waited for a while until they hear someone scurrying about behind the door. It seemed like they were rushing to put something away before the foot steps became louder.
Spamton was just about to question the strange sounds before the door suddenly swung open.
"O-oh Your highness, Jevil! Please come in come in, I somewhat forgot you two were going to be here today hehe..." Seam waved them inside as they turned around.
The two glanced at each other for a second, taking note of how sweaty the magician looks. But eventually they followed the feline inside, closing the door behind them."I just want to get to the bottom of this already, we didn't really have too much luck in the secret room..."
Spamton scratched their elbow as they glanced about the room, it relatively looked the same... although Seam's side of the room was slightly messy.
...Which isn't normal for Seam, Jevil seemed to have taken note of the mess as well. Tilting their head as they analyzed the room.
"Oh! So you were able to find the room! I honestly didn't know the room actually existed!"
Both Jevil and Spamton's head snapped towards Seam, both sporting incredulous expression.
"SEAM SEAM... DON"T TELL ME... YOU SENT US US ON A LEAD THAT COULD'VE BEEN A WILD GOOSE CHASE CHASE?!"
Spamton couldn't help but smile, covering their mouth as they saw Jevil's mouth practically on the floor once again. He's head almost flying off of his shoulders.
"Well it wasn't a wild goose chase now was it? Don't worry about the unimportant details-."
"I don't know Seam, those details were pretty important important-."
"Anyways!"
Clasping their hands together, Seam made their way towards a book shelf. Leaving behind a stunned Jevil and a chuckling princess.Once Spamton pulled themselves together, they once against glanced at the mess on Seam side. Something about it bugged them, what was Seam doing before they knocked on the door?"Hey Seam... whassup with the mess on your side of the room? Were you looking for something?"
Seam's hand twitched a little, almost dropping a book he grabbed before recovering. The only one that seem to notice was Spamton, who squinted their eyes at Seam's strange behavior.
"Oh that, haha! No no no I was just looking for a book that I misplaced. That's all."
Seam shook their head as they turned around, holding a black book with a strange vine like design on it. Jevil cocked his head in confusion.
"YOU MISPLACING SOMETHING SOMETHING? THATS UNHEARD OF!"
Seam chuckled, the laughter itself sounding a bit forced. They walked up to Jevil and Spamton, strange book in hand.
"I am getting old, people can be forgetful..."
This didn't seem to satisfy Jevil or Spamton, but they didn't question it. Now focusing at the task at hand.Seam glanced at Spamton, staring at them with the utmost seriousness.
"Are you ready your highness? What you may learn here might either ruin your life or make it better... I want you to be prepared."
Spamton stood quiet, thinking back to what Tasque Manager said.
"I... I understand the risks, but I need to know... I must know."
Seam stared at Spamton, they had a strange expression on their face. Spamton was trying to read it... but couldn't.
Seam suddenly turns around, motioning Spamton to get on Jevil's bed.
Spamton scampered toward the purple and green bed, turning around to glance back at Jevil.
"DON'T WORRY WORRY...I'M HERE."
Spamton nervously smiled as they moved onto the bed, getting into a comfortable position before laying down."Don't worry this wont hurt, I've practiced this on myself enough times to know that."
Spamton nodded their head as they directed their gaze to the ceiling above them. Mentally preparing themselves for what's to happen. Jevil stood close by, not exactly touching Spamton since they were scared that might interfer with the spell. Seam closed their eyes and started to wave their hands about over Spamton's chest. The lights dimmed a bit before shining brightly, light particles errupting from Spamton's chest.
"Reveal to us what is written, from within this vessel that is hidden"
More light particles came out from within Spamton's chest, to which they shut their eyes tightly. Too nervous to see what was going on and blinded by the light. Jevil squinted their eyes as well, placing their hand slightly over them. The light continued to shine brighter and brighter, the light particles lept from Spamton's chest in globs now until...Something strange came out of Spamton's chest, something... not normal.Jevil, who lowered their hand once the light dissipated, gasped as they stared at the strange soul. Immediately reaching to cover their mouth, but it was too late.
Spamton already heard it.
"W-what? What happened?"
Seam was both confused and puzzled by what appeared in front of them. Stuttering as they tried to explain what is happening to Spamton.
"I-its! Unbelievable! I-I don't... I don't understand."
Jevil moved to touch the strange soul... only for his hand to fall right through. Spamton didn't seem to have felt anything for they didn't react to the sudden touch.
"W-WHATS GOING ON ON SEAM... WHAT IS IT?"
Seam didn't speak at first, glancing down at Spamton who was visibly too scared to open their eyes.
"Seam... What wrong with me?" Spamton weakly uttered out.
"Spamton... your highness, It appears that..""You only have half of a soul..."
Spamton almost chocked on their spit hearing this, eyes shooting open to finally see...A floating white swirl hovering above their chest, it sparkled a bit as the wisp like tornado twisted and turned about.Spamton was breathing heavily, practically on the verge of panic. That... that wasn't normal, THIS wasn't normal! A darkner's soul is suppose to be an upside down heart, why did it look like some some some!... Mael storm.Jevil reached out for them, softly placing his claw on top of their right hand. Spamton took a deep breath in but it wasn't enough to stop the panic from coming out of their voice.
"W-what... I... what does this mean?"
Their voice came out in a whispy panic, too breathless to put emphasis on their true emotions. They took a second to reach out to the odd soul in front of them. Letting their finger tips run right through their soul.It felt unbelievable cold, a cool chill rushed through their body as they watched their soul morph around their fingers until it snapped back into shape. Seam stares at the soul in amazement.
"I've never seen this happen in person, I've only ever read about it."
Spamton's eyes shakingly meets Seam's as they continued to examine their soul from where they stood.
"Now, there isn't too much information on souls like this. Only that its a rarity, something that happens once in... lets say... a blue moon."
Jevil stood their in utter concern, something this rare most likely doesn't have enough information about it. Meaning that...They were left clueless about what causes this...Jevil decided to chime in.
"WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN HAPPEN TO THEM?"
Seam began to aggressively scratch their chin, seemingly nervous about their answer.
"Well, Darkners born with half a soul is NOT a common thing at all. Usually people like this don't even last that long, only being able to live for about 4-5 years before dying-. "
"WHAT?!" Spamton sat up instantly on their elbows, soul shifting along with them.
"SAY IT AINT SO SO SEAM?! SPAMTON CAN'T DIE DIE?!" Jevil's voice was riddled with sorrow and panic.
Seam lifted a hand up, they didn't seem happy about the situation but they appeared much calmer than the rest of them.
"Hold on, I have reason to believe Spamton is a special case."
Spamton at this point was starting to get slightly annoyed at how Seam was reacting to all of this. Calling them special? How exactly is having half a soul and the possibility of death because of it SPECIAL?!Both Jevil and Spamton stared at Seam, wanting an explanation. Seam sighed, finally opening up the book they held in their hands, they licked their lips as they turned the pages. Finally stopping and quickly reading something.
"Well for one, you go against the norms for this condition. People DO die early from this and yet, you're 17 years old... not only that but your 18th birthday is drawing near. That's weird in itself."
Spamton glanced down at their soul, watching it whirl and flick about as Seam continued to explain their situation.
"Not only that but, most people with this condition have VERY weak magic. Your highness, its very obvious that you're the opposite of that, in fact I'm pretty sure in the coming years or so your magic might even blow out of your control!"
Spamton gazed at their soul before glancing down to their hand, recalling all the times they had to set their magic straight. They sighed, pulling their knees to their chest. Their soul shifted about before settling again in front of their knees.Jevil moved their hand to one of Spamton's knees, thinking for a second before glancing up at Seam.
"YOU DON'T THINK THINK THEIR MAGIC IS CAUSED BY THIS STRANGE SOUL SOUL RIGHT?"
Seam nodded their head, reaching into their pocket and taking a pen out.
"Yes there is no doubt your strange curse like magic is caused by this. Although... I'm not sure if there's anyway to fix that..."
Seam wrote a few things down as Spamton and Jevil shared a look. Jevil turned his attention back to Seam once again.
"WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO THEM THEM ONCE THEIR MAGIC BECOMES TOO MUCH TO HANDLE HANDLE??"
Seam tapped their pen closed, placing it back into their pocket and closed the book.
"I... I have no idea, I'm not sure if I even want to think about what could happen."Spamton felt like crying, screaming, running away, ANYTHING to avoid this fate. This isn't fair, why were they born like this? Why couldn't they just have a normal soul. They honestly would've been fine without any magic, as long as they didn't have to worry about it growing to a certain extent. What was going to happen to them? Were they going to explode into million and millions of pieces like in those really old cartoons? Or are they going to end up corrupted? Morphing into something unrecognizable and hurt the people they love...What are they going to tell Queen, their loving mother. What about Tasque Manager and Swatch, two people who they view as their simblings... All of this made Spamton feel sick."... I think, I've had enough for today."
Spamton began to slowly shuffle out of the bed, their eyes appeared vacant as they moved about.
"W-wait! Where are you going going? Are you feeling alright? Spamton!"
Spamton meerily muttered a quiet, "Bedroom" before stalking to the door. Jevil trailed right behind them, lightly gripping their shoulder and stopping them in their tracks.
"W-WAIT WE HAVE TO PUT YOUR SOUL SOUL AWAY FIRST."
Spamton appeared slightly confused for a second before they stared down at the spot right in front of them. A small "oh" came out of their mouth.
Seam then walked forward and gently whispered something, making the soul trail back inside of Spamton's chest.
"T-there! Good as new... right?"
Seam awkwardly smiled at Spamton, waiting for them to respond but instead they just simply nodded and continued to walk to the door.
Jevil trotted up behind them, once again grasping their shoulder to stop them.
"H-HOW ABOUT I WALK YOU TO YOUR ROOM ROOM-."
"I'm fine really, I just... want to be alone right now... please."Spamton gently and quietly cuts in.
Jevil lets go of them, fully concerned but not wanting to pry. Knowing how it would annoying and further upset them.
"O-Oh... okay okay. That's fine."
Jevil started to wring their hands together, watching as Spamton opened the door to their bedroom. Once Spamton was a couple of feet away from the door, Jevil rushed up to it and cracked it open."Wait Spammy!"
Spamton froze after hearing the nickname, slightly turning their head towards the source of the noise.
"Please... be careful careful, you have my phone number... if anything thing."
Jevil's tone of voice caused Spamton's bottom lip quivered. They instantly snapped their head back in foward, not wanting to worry them any further than they had already did. Spamton wasn't confident enough in their voice so all they did was nod their head.Continuing to make the trip back to their bedroom in complete silence.......Getting back to their room wasn't too much of a hassle, some of the guards gave Spamton a concerned look but they kept moving. Desperately wanting to lock themselves in their room and wait the day out.They reached into their right pocket and pulled out the key to their room. Shoving it in the key hole and quickly turning it, forcing the door open. The moment they got their body halfway inside, they felt their knees buckle. Falling onto the floor, they crawled their way fully into the room and locked it.Spamton turned around and leaned on the door, they felt their throat close up as tears came trickling down their cheeks. They tried their best to wipe and sniff the oncoming breakdown away...But they couldn'tIt was almost as if a faucet had been turned on, and tears came swarming down their face in large blobs. They tried to swallow the chocked out sounds of their sobs as they clenched onto their face. Keys in hand, they smelled a mixture of sweat and metal. They hoped and pray that nobody could hear them, that even if they heard the faint sounds of their muffled sobs they would be left to wallow in their own misery.They were warned about this, from both Seam and Tasque... but they were too stubborn. A small part of them was expecting the utter worse to happen, while a large almost navie side of them was hoping... no praying for things to be okay. For everything to be alright.They sat there for what felt like hours, sobbing and cursing and raging and cursing and sobbing and raging. It became a vicious cycle for them, they could only wished that they didn't decline Jevil's offer of walking them back here. But of course they were stupid enough to say no...They needed him.After a while of self pity and some "woe is me's" Spamton slowly released their face. Letting their hands flop to the side as they twitched from the small hiccups that emitted from them. As they glanced down at themselves, they began to realize that they still had their keys in their hand. They didn't want to get up though, legs feeling like noodles. They opted with just shoving the keys into their left pocket...Only to be met with a crinkling sound.Spamton eyes widened a bit, reaching into their pocket with their free hand and pulling out some yellowed papers. The EXACT yellow papers they found in the secret room. Spamton stared at the paper for a second before a small smile cracked along their face, a broken chuckle coming out of it. They rushed to open the paper up... only to be met with nothing but small barely legible indents... right, how could they have forgotten.A short lived spark of anger erupted from Spamton, they growled as they balled the paper up. Aiming to throw it for a second before sighing and letting their first fall to the ground with a loud thud. Spamton had decided that they will deal with the papers some other day, sleeping in for a couple of hours didn't sound so bad. It wasn't like they had much to do that day anyways. Spamton began to get up from where he sat, their aching bones cracked as they wobbled back onto their feet. Dragging themselves to their alarm clock that sat right besides their bed.11:30 AM... if anyone need them, they could wait for another... 4 hours or so. Uncrumbling the paper, Spamton walked over to their desk. One of the lamps was still on from when they were finishing up some work that King decided to shove onto them. They unceremoniously plopped the papers under the lamps light, turning around for a split second before turning their attention back to the paper. Almost tripping over themselves as they saw something from the corner of their eyes...There were strange symbols now appearing more visible on the paper, no longer were they only indents. Spamton gasped, rushing to plop down on the chair near by. They gently lifted the paper, bringing it slightly closer to their face but still kept it somewhat under the light.These symbols, they look familiar but... Spamton doesn't remember ever learning or seeing the language before... It's odd, while looking at it they can't help but to feel strange wave of nostalgia wash over them....

----- CHAPTER BREAK -----

*Plop Plop Plop*Spamton's feet smacked against the soaking wet black floors as they glanced around the dimmly lit room. There was barely any light, the only thing lighting the room were these dying lightbulbs that lined the walls of the strange room. A room similar to the one from their past dream when it came to creepiness and the amount of moister, other than that, the similarities end. With this room looking more like a never ending dungeon then an abandoned railroad, Spamton only hopes they aren't dreaming up another room they've never seen before. They were getting tired of all these god damn nightmares and surprises, they didn't need another reason as to why they couldn't mentally function properly that day.Spamton sighed as they tried to see past all the darkness in front of them, only to start delevoping a headache. They rubbed their forehead while they started to drag their feet along, losing motivation to move on. Until their foot snagged on something, They glanced down...Only to see that their foot sunken into the ground, Spamton stared at their foot confused for a second before they began to lightly yank it. Seeing how that didn't work, they kneeled down a bit and grabbed their calve with both of their hand. They began to aggressively pull at it... but it didn't seem to want to budge. They nervously glanced around to see if they could find anything to free themselves with but... they found nothing. They began to slowly sink into the ground, at a snails pace really but it was enough to stir a panic within Spamton.Spamton then reached into the ground with their right hand in an attempt to try and dig their foot out. Only for their hand to now get stuck."Anyone! Help me please! Somebody!" Spamton called out into the abyss...
But nobody came.
Spamton began to feel the world slightly spin around them, mainly from panicking. They felt like throwing up and crying at the same time. Slowly sinking into the ground, there was nothing left to do but cry. At a loss as to what was even happening around them anymore, they felt like they were losing themself. They looked up once more at the strange dark world in front of them...Only to see a similar staticky figure in the distance."Ŷ̵̗̄ó̷̤̅ú̷͜ȓ̸̼̯̉ ̸̲̆̑͜t̶͉̅͌i̶̼̩̎m̶͇͌́é̷̢͉̕ ̵̬̈́̂ͅh̸̡̘̀a̸̹̪̕͝s̶͈̈́̽ ̷̢̏̈́c̴̨͕̆ō̵̳̞ṃ̵͂ȇ̴̦̕,̶̡̚ ̶̺̌c̷̭̈́h̸̤̞͌͒i̵͖͊͂l̶̦͜͠͝d̵͍͘ ̵̫̀͑ȯ̵̲̌f̴̳͘ͅ ̸̟̐l̴͇͈̓͊i̴̧͚͘g̴̰̅̿ḧ̴͕́̽t̸̨͋͜.̴̯̺̎ ̷̻̀Ǐ̸̱̲ẗ̶̥̜͠'̷͎̃͝s̶͍͂̆ ̶͍͔̅t̵͇̃î̶̘͝m̷̺̊̓e̴̺̳̽ ̷̛͈t̴͜͝ỏ̷̫ ̶̫̀͗s̵̹̿̅ë̷̮́a̶̓̈ͅl̶͉͂͝ ̵͔̉̈́ỹ̷̗͚͌õ̴̯̮u̵̠̣̕r̴̖͌̾ ̴̰̦̋͝f̴̟͓̋̕a̶̗͑͝t̸̆͜e̴͍͎̋,̴͙̿ ̵͇͆̒ỳ̴͔̂ỏ̴͚̳u̷͕͔̚ ̶̙̯͂̾c̸͋ͅã̵̗͇͑ń̶̮͘ ̵͔̼̕̚n̷͚̈o̶͈̓̿t̴̗̎ ̷͚̞͒f̴̹̆į̴̫̃g̴̻͝ͅh̷̫͘ṱ̵̨̅̚ ̶̧̠̉͗i̷̩̩͋t̵̺͇̎͠ ̵̢̹͛͝ṇ̸̿o̶̙̎̈w̷̰̹̄.̶̣̅͝.̸̘͇̅.̷̢͠"̸̺̾F̷̡̛o̷̝͗ř̴̛̮ ̸͎̎i̸̗̫̅t̸̨̫͂̎ ̷̼̓͂i̸̩̒̆š̵̝ ̴̱̺̋t̸̙̊o̶͎͌o̴̘͌ ̷̤͌̓͜l̷̫͖̅̂a̴̡̛̜͂t̴̩̔e̶̹̔͠"...wh- huh?..."
The figure started to approach, glitching about as it slowly walks towards Spamton. Who was distracted for a second, finally being able to slightly understand the strange entity had shocked them a bit. Although once they noticed the entity moving closer they started to freak out again, panicking and screaming as they try to free their foot and hand from the ground. Although once the entity was close enough, it stopped before lifting its hand up. Spamton clenched their eyes waiting for something to happen... it didn't seem like anything was going to happen, until the ground before them because a liquid. Engulfing them whole as the creature stood their above the goopy water.Smiling with their broken and distorted mouth.A storm of black slimy substance began, pushing Spamton all over the surface and below the water. Not wanting to succumb to the waves and aggressive water, they tried their best to stay above it... But even that seemed to prove to be a difficult task. As they began to chock on the substance that tainted their throat. it felt warm and heavy in their throat, like they were swallowing glue or something. The substance was proventing them from breathing properly, which was causing them to sink into the water. The more they struggled against the water... the more fatigued they became. Their arms burning as they slapped and swiped at the surface of the strange liquid.Spamton's throat burned as they let out a scream, arms slowly going limp as they couldn't push it to do anything anymore. They started to sink into the water, kicking their legs was futile by now. Head already underwater, they sunk deeper and deeper and deeper....They cracked their eyes open under the sea of black, watching the creature that was walking on the surface look back at them... Smiling...Spamton took one last breath before......*GASP....Huff Huff*As Spamton shot up from their seat, they began to cough. Choking on the dryness of their throat, they made an attempt to clear it a bit but that only made it hurt even more. They rub at their throat before looking down at the paper in front of them, slightly wet from the ice that had formed their from earlier that was now melting under the lamps light.They were able to control their magic for the past 2 or so days, but they can sense that something was off today...
Sighing, Spamton reached for the front of their pajama shirt. Lightly running their hand over the area where their "soul" should be at...
Whatever you can call that thing knocking around in their body. As they lightly and paranoidly rubbed at their chest, they glanced over at the clock.4:30 AM....they were looking at these papers ever since 11:30 AM yesterday.
Looking down at the lightly wet papers, Spamton immediately went to put them somewhere where they can properly dry up. Praying that the writing on it wasn't ruined.
After doing that, they sat back down. Thinking back to that dream they had...Back to how they finally understood what that thing was saying... somewhat
It was a little hard with how distorted it was but, they did here one thing.They heard, "Child of light." Whatever that meant, they would probably have to talk to Seam about-
Before Spamton could finish that thought, the memory of how strangely Seam was acting yesterday played through their mind. It was almost as if they were trying to hind something from them, but that's stupid right? Seam wouldn't do that... right? They weren't sure if it was their paranoia or something but there was most definitely something off about Seam Yesterday. Not only that but it seemed like Jevil thought the same too, at least he looked like he was curious as to what was up with Seam.That's not even them mentioning King, whatever he was doing in the library must've been trouble... More problems for Spamton to deal with, perfect.They huffed out in frustration, glancing down at their chest in annoyance. They once again got up from their seat, moving towards the mirror in their room. They glanced at themselves, placing their hand on their chest once more. They can feel their semi-rapid heartbeat beating against their chest, they can feel it vibrating throughout their body too. The slight pain in their chest still present, they wonder if its a sign of them finally dying from not having a complete soul...Death would be much preferable then this torture...Spamton decided to take their worn down and tired swirl of a soul to the kitchen for a glass of water. Feeling like they ignored the sensation of a dry and cracking throat for too long, they opened the door to their room. Scanning the area before making the trek to the elevator and quickly pressed the button. Half expecting something to jump out at them... but the ride went rather smoothly...
Suspiciously so, they couldn't sit still though. Constantly turning around and glaring behind them, unsure if they were truly safe in the elevator. If there were anyone else in that elevator they probably would've thought they were crazy or something.Once they arrived on the first floor, they slowly made their way to the kitchen. Their face must've scared off some of the guards, for they didn't question why the princess was up this early. It was fine for them, they didn't know how they could possible explain what was going on with them right now. They probably wouldn't believe them, HELL they wouldn't even believe themselves! Everything was... a lot right now. All they knew was that the only person they could trust right now is Jevil.And boy did they really need him right now...Once they made it to the lobby, they slipped past the small bar door and into the room behind said bar. The kitchen was much more quiet and spacious now that there were no Swatchlings running about cooking things. Spamton's bear feet slapped against the floor as they slightly stumble to the refrigerator. They lightly yanked the door open and grabbed the water pitcher, closing the door after and placing the pitcher on the counter right behind them. They moved towards the sinks to find a glass, but after opening up one of the cabinets they heard something coming from behind them.Spamton immediately turned around, scanning the room behind them...
but saw nothing.
They stood their glancing about, contemplating turning the light on but opted to keep them off. Not wanting to alert the guards or make them grew suspicious.
They reluctantly turned back around, their heartbeating a bit faster as they shakingly reach for a cup. Grasping onto the cup, they went to lift it up until they heard foot steps coming up from behind them. They went to quicky turn around, closing their eyes as they were too afraid to see what was in front of them. They almost dropped the cup they had in hand onto the ground in the process.Spamton lifted their leg up, going to kick whoever was in front of them. Expecting it to connect with something hard but ended up feeling their leg hit something soft and squishy. A small "oof" coming out of the person's mouth... wait, that voice...
"OOowwww! I'm Sorry Sorry!"
Jevil's pained harsh whisper rang out through the kitchen as Spamton quickly opened their eyes. They let their leg flop to the ground as they reached out to Jevil.
"Jesus fucking crist, do you mind giving a fella a warning next time? *sigh*....Sorry about that."
Spamton bashfully rubbed Jevil's arm while Jevil chuckled. Which only caused Spamton to feel even more embarassed.
"Aww Hee hee~ Don't worry about that that, something that you should worry about though is your jump jumpiness."
Spamton couldn't help but slightly smile at Jevil's way of speech, finding it charming and cute. They sighed before focusing on the question they were just asked.
"I uh.. I had a dream about walking around in this really dark room with like...black water I think it was? Either way, I got stuck in this weird black liquid and the creature that has been haunting before like the pass month came up to me and said something that ACTUALLY made sense, sort of."Spamton placed a hand on their face as they pondered about the only phrase that they could make out of the broken sentence they heard. Jevi remained quiet as they waited patiently for Spamton to gather their thoughts.
"It wasn't in some weird language this time, it was in english but... it was super distorted. All I can get out of it was 'Child of light.' After that, it lifted its hand and I sank into the sticky black liquid, almost drowning in it before I woke up again."
Jevil nodded their head as they reached for the water pitcher that Spamton took out, pouring it in the cup that was now sitting on the sink counter and handing the glass to Spamton. Who gladly took it and started to drink some water, feeling their throat come back to life.
They sighed and gazed at Jevil.
"Thanks... I needed that, felt like my throat was going to crumble up like paper."
Jevil chuckled as they reached for their own glass, rinsing it out in the sink before placing it down on the counter.
"I mean, after the day you had had, I'm not surprised surprised.... I was also worried worried about you. I haven't seen you all day day."Spamton slightly smirked at this, leaning a little closer to Jevil.
"You missed me~."
Jevil rolled their eyes, not being able to stop the grin that came onto their face.
"Hmm Maybe maybe."
Spamton giggled, moving their hand to Jevil face and lightly pinched it.
"Awww you're such a sweetheart-,"Jevil laughed as he lightly slapped Spamton's hand away.
"Nevermind I don't miss you anymore."
Spamton leaned their full body onto Jevil now, arms crossed onto their chest with water glass in hand as they nuzzle into him.
"Nooooo I'm sorry hahaha!" The both of them laughed for a few seconds before the sound of joy died out.
Leaving behind semi-comfortable silence.Spamton gazed up at Jevil, who was also glancing down at them. Feeling slightly flustered by the close proximity, they got off of Jevil with a chuckle. Blushing as they placed their cup down on the sink counter, both smiled while looking at each other. None of them were saying anything...
Until Jevil piped up.
"I really really was worried about you..."
Spamton glanced down at the floor, sighing as they shifted on their feet.
"I could imagine, I didn't exactly leave me room for the rest of the day. BUT, I have a good reason for that."
Jevil cocked his eyebrow, tilting their head to the side.
"I thought what we found found out was a good enough reason."
Spamton stopped for a second, thinking about it before speaking once more.
"Well...y-yes it is, but! there was another reason why I didn't leave my room. You know those pieces of paper that I was looking at in the... room right?"
Spamton glanced over at the door to the kitchen, just to make sure no one comes in when they're having this conversation.Jevil nodded their head, leaning back on the counter opposite of Spamton. Crossing their arms and giving them their undivided attention.
"Well, I placed the by a lamp in my room. Not even thinking that it would reveal anything mind you, but then I saw like these weird symbols- different from the ones in that Goner book! I was looking at them from the rest of that day, well at least until I fell asleep hehe..."
Jevil eyes widened a bit, he chuckled and then grasped onto Spamton's shoulders. Pulling them closer to him as he talked.
"Do you know what this means means?! All was not lost lost! We managed to get at least something from that room, maybe these paper could have the answers to all of our problems problems!"
Spamton gloomy smiled, knowing what Jevil meant by that.
"Well, maybe. I'm not sure if it would have a solution to the soul problem I'm having, Seam did say that there isn't a lot of information on this-"
"And do you really trust trust Seam?" Jevil's interruption made Spamton stagger a bit.
"W-what?"Jevil went to refill both of their glasses, sighing and frowning.
"You and I both both know that there was something going on with Seam yesterday... They were acting strange strange!"
Spamton took their glass of water to their lips, holding it there before responding.
"Well yes but... I don't know, I don't wanna believe someone like Seam would be up to something... let alone hiding something."
Jevil took one sip of their water, still staring at Spamton. If they tried squinting hard enough...They could just barely see the eye bags hanging from underneath Jevil's eyes."I... I don't want want to think they would...COULD be hiding something. They're like a father father to me, you know how it is to have a parent hide hide something like this from you... right?"
Spamton's grip tightened a bit as they continued to stare at Jevil, they could completely understand and sympathize with them. But they were at a lose as to what to say. The tension in their stare grew too much for them to handle, so Spamton glanced back down to their feet.
Jevil tapped at his glass, sharp claws knocking against the thick glass as he glanced at the ground,
"I don't want to think... there's no way to save you. I-I don't want you to die Spammy..."
Spamton was utterly stunned, not because of the genuine fear and sadness in Jevil voice...But because not once did their speech impediment fuck up their sentence..."I don't want to die either, at least..."
Spamton gazed back up at Jevil, dry swallowing as for all the moister had left their mouth the instant they locked eyes with him again.
"Not yet..."
Jevil and Spamton stood quiet for a second as the air grew thick between them.
"What do we do do?"
Spamton eyes twitched as they nervously sighed.
"I-I... don't know, I don't know what to do."Before anything else could happen between the two, the door to the kitchen swung open. Revealing the head butler who rubbed at their glasses as they waltz right in.
"Oh! I... wasn't expecting you two to be in here... in the dark. At 5am in the morning..."
Spamton blinked as Jevil sputtered, looking around the kitchen to see if there was a clock near by.
He eventually found one by the toaster on the sink counter, and it did...indeed read 5am. Was it really already time for Swatch to do Breakfast prep? They almost couldn't believe it.
"What what?! How is it already 5am?!"
Spamton chuckled a bit as they shook their head.
"That what happens when life uhh... stresses you hehe.."
The air, once thick, now lightened a bit due to Swatch's presence. Jevil lightly taps Spamton for their minor joke and laughs. Swatch chuckles themselves before leaning on the door frame with their arms crossed.
"Sooooo, was I interrupting something? What are you two doing here alone hmmm??"
"NEEEOPE, I'm out. Cmon jevil, lets go... back to sleep!...yeah."Spamton began to lightly pull at Jevil's arm as they drag him across the kitchen to the door.
"Aww what, I haven't seen you all day Spam! I just wanted to talk."
Spamton jokingly glares at Swatch has they, along with Jevil, pass by them.
"uh no, you were going to make everything super weird. I'm just dipping before you decided to say something...that's all."
Swatch laughs as he turns around to watch the two leave the room.
"Fine fine...you two enjoy your time, most definitely going to be chatting to Tasque about this heheh."
Spamton smiles as he says loud enough for Swatch to hear,
"I hate you I swear..."
Swatch only smiled at this, going to close the kitchen door but not before shouting after them.
"Oh! And check in with Queen! She hasn't seen you all day and is worried if you gotten sick or something!"
All Spamton did was shot a thumbs up and kept walking to the elevator with Jevil. Who was laughing at the whole conversation.Once they got further and further away from Swatch and closer to the elevator. Spamton finally let Jevil go, walking up to the elevator and pressing the up button.
"I guess... I should go back to my room and sleep huh?"
Spamton weakly smiled as the elevator door sounded off its lovely little ding, doors opening and inviting them inside.
They both stepped inside, Spamton turned around and had their hand hovering over both the third and fourth floor button. Until Jevil placed their hand on top of theirs.
"How about you you...come with me to my room room. Since you uhhh... can't sleep."
Spamton immediately flushed, glancing up at Jevil who's entire face was purple.
"Y-you mean, you want me to... sleep with you, in the same bed?"
Jevil looked like he was about to explode as Spamton heart felt like it left the chat as they felt a familiar light feeling.
Quickly lifting his hand off of Spamton's, Jevil starts failing his arms all over the place in an attempt to try and explain himself.
"W-WELL IF YOU WANT TO TO! OF COURSE I CAN ALWAYS MAKE ROOM ROOM FOR MYSELF ON THE FLOOR HEEEHEE..."
He began to speak once more in his normal volume while he nervously pranced around.Spamton stood quiet for a second as they watched the nervous clown try to soothe themself. They though about it for a second, knowing that they are going to be up for the rest of the day... they might a well...I-it couldn't be that bad right?
"Okay, We can share the bed. I uh... I don't want to make you sleep on the floor."
Jevil stuttered to a stop as they watched the princess press the 4 floor button, making the elevator come to a close. It started making its way up to the fourth floor.
"I-I MEAN...I'm fine with sleeping sleeping on the floor really haha!... You don't have to force yourself-"
"Oh I'm not... umm don't worry about it."
Spamton couldn't help but blush harder after saying that out loud, their a small 'okay' that left Jevil's lips as they settled in. A strange shift in the air occurred as the elevator continued its journey to its destination.It may have been strange... but not unwelcoming. Like the whole room had been draped in a warm heated blanket....Once the two made it to Jevil's and Seam's shared room, Jevil slightly cracked the door open. Placing his ear in between the gap and listening in for the other occupant of the room. Deeming it safe to go inside, Jevil leads Spamton inside of the room and to their bed. Where he started to fix the bed up a bit so that it could be comfortable for the both of them. He lined up his really soft pillows on the sides closet to the wall and motioned for Spamton to get on.Spamton glanced back to the bed behind them, seeing a medium sized lump on the bed. Soft snoring could be heard from the lump. Spamton turned back around to Jevil, who was finished moving stuff around on their bed.
"I know know its not like hugging one of your squishy plushies but it should kind of feel like one one...maybe."
Spamton smiled as they begin to crawl onto the bed, moving to the furthest side from the door. Wrapping an arm around one of the pillows, they pull it close to their chest. Digging their nose in it and secretly taking a small whiff of it.It smelt like cotton candy."It's perfect... Thank you."
Jevil smirked as he started to slip onto the bed, pulling one of the blanket onto themselves. He turned to face Spamton and whispered.
"Goodnight.. or I guess morning morning hehe~"Spamton blushed, once again, they were very VERY close to Jevil. Their nose practically touching the side of his cheek as they started to pull their own blanket over them.
They felt a familiar warmth wash over them, a cozy warmth that made them feel protected... it made them feel safe.
"Yeah...good morning.."
Jevil turned around and snuggled into his pillow, after a couple of minutes has passed a soft snoring could be heard from him. Despite this, Spamton couldn't help but stare at the back of his head, with how close they were to him they could feel Jevil body heat radiating off of them. They weren't too keen on heat in general, whether that's from someone's body or from the nasty summer air. But this felt different, it felt... welcoming. The heat was practically pulling them in, they quietly scooted closer to them. Nuzzling into their body as comfortably as possible.Taking one last breath, Spamton finally decided to close their eyes. Feeling the exhaustion wash over them as they wondered... What could possibly go wrong today...As they feel into a dreamless sleep....Spamton's eyes twitched a little as they felt a strange light on their eyelids. As much as they tried to bury themselves further into the sheets, they couldn't seem to enter the realm of sleep they were in before. So they decided to wake up for the day, tossing the blanket they found themselves in to the side. They glanced around the room for a bit, still groggy from sleep. Although once they saw Seam's confused and amused face, things started to click."So... this isn't what I was expecting."
Spamton blushed as Seam slightly chuckled, the noise causing Jevil to stir up. As he rubbed his eyes and rise up to a sitting position, Spamton grabbed the pillow that they just had their head on.
"I-it's not what you think I swear!"
Spamton then raises the pillow to their chest in a protective manner while Jevil mutters a small 'what'. Clearly still waking up from their deep slumber.
"mhm... I'm not sure how you can explain waking up in the same bed as your 'friend-' OW!"
Just as Seam was about to finish the sentence, Spamton had chucked the pillow that they had in hand at Seam. Causing them to stutter a bit before covering their head, shielding themselves from the other pillows that began to fly towards them. After hearing Seam screech, Jevil quickly regained his senses and started to giggle at the pillow assault that was happening in front of him.Spamton, in full freak out mode, was completely red as they gathered all the pillows they could to throw at Seam in the name of self-defense.
"GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!"
Seam, now shielding themself and slowly moving away from the bed, was mainly confused as to what was happening.
"What? Leave?! This is my room- ACK! Okay okay I'm leaving!"
Not being able to make it through to Spamton, they decided to just leave for now in hopes that they could return to their room later. Jevil didn't say anything at all, he only secretly handed more pillows to Spamton. Fueling them with all the ammo they needed.After Seam left the room, and the aftermath of the miniature war dissipated. Spamton felt very much embarrassed, both with how they reacted but also being caught in someone else's bed. It wasn't like they were doing anything sexual but it was still an embarrassing experience none the less.
Jevil began to climb out of bed, moving some of the blankets around to try and encourage Spamton to leave the bed as well. Which they took the sign and began to shift to Jevil's end to get off of the plush mattress.

Jevil smiled at Spamton as he watched Spamton stretch.
"DO YOU FEEL BETTER BETTER?"
Spamton then groaned, now feeling the full weight of their actions. This only caused Jevil to laugh at them, watching them despair over their previous actions.
"Why must you tease me so..."
"AWW HEEHEE I JUST LOVE LOVE MESSING WITH YOU."
Spamton flushed for the 1000th time that day, they shyly smiled. Watching as Jevil moved forward, fixing up his bed so that Seam wouldn't be too upset later. They decided to take a small glance to the clock right besides Jevil's bed, which read 12:30 PM. They didn't react at first, trying to remember if they had anything to do that day. They gazed up at Jevil, who was still fixing his bed up. The sense of forgetting something important still lingered about, they tried to remember what day it was..."Hey Jevil... what day is it?"
Jevil hummed before glancing at the calendar on Seam's side of the room.
"DECEMBER 4TH 4TH, WHAT ABOUT IT IT?"
Something then clicked in Spamton's mind, making them jump for a second before freezing.
Before Jevil could even ask what was up, Spamton sprung up and shot towards the door to their room.
"HOLY FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT THE FAREWELL PARTY FUUUUUUU-"
Jevil was shocked by the sudden movement but also from remembering about the party themselves. They extended a hand toward Spamton, trying to get their attention before they made it to the door of the room.
"WAIT WAIT WHERE ARE YOU GOING GOING??"
Spamton stopped for a second, hand on the knob as they turned around to Jevil.
"I'm going to quickly go to my room to get dressed, you should get ready as well. You know Lancer would be wondering were we are if we aren't there on time."Jevil nodded his head and quickly moved to his dresser, pulling some clothes out as Spamton began to leave for his room.
Despite the day having a rough start, Spamton felt like this day was hopefully bound to get better. Maybe that was just them wanting it to get better or something or maybe they just wanted a distraction or a pick me up. But they were really hoping for a break today.Hopefully nothing goes wrong... hopefully.