King of Kings

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She gently takes the corgi hoodie (and admires its cuteness) from the Minitons.

...Aw... What a sweetheart...

The hoodie is immediately put on and a thank you gift is immediately in the works. If Spamton had never seen snow before, that would imply he's never done any snow related activities before...

* NO NO, YOU’RE FINE!! YOU’RE WELCOME TO COME VISIT ME ANYTIME, PLUS… YOU DEFINITELY NEEDED ME!! CONSIDERING I CAUSED THIS

He let out a little humming laugh as he was complimented on his new body. At least now when people told him he looked good - he could know that it was a product of his designs. And feel good about it.

* OH, THIS??

Spamton glanced back at his screen.

* THIS IS IT! THIS IS THE CITY!! I HAVE ALL THE [Admin Privledges] NOW SO IT’S ALL MINE. * I CAN WORK ON IT LATER!! DO YOU NEED ANYTHING? SHOULD I START [[Burning]] SOMETHING TO WARM YOU UP??

* I SUPPOSE [Lightners] ARE A LOT MORE FRAGILE THAN I THOUGHT!!!

“No, no, you don’t have to start a fire or anything!”  Though the thought of Spamton doing some pyrotechnics is hilarious, she doesn’t want him to go through the trouble.  There is plenty of trash to burn, sure, but it’s not really necessary.  Now that she was inside, even with blanket being subpar, she was starting to warm up.  “Besides, most Lightner’s aren’t this fragile. Just me- when it comes to the cold, anyway.”

“Did you really make it snow?”

Spamton was back, thankfully. Once he’d secured any traces left of Queen’s power, he’d went home. He was currently looking over a holographic screen that seemed to have a detailed diagram on it - of Cyber City, being looked at from the perspective of someone playing SimCity. Preprogrammed boundaries stopped expansion beyond specified parameters, but building within the city itself was free and unlimited.

All this and more, now at his fingertips. Maybe being a King for a while wouldn’t be so bad, he considered.

It was only after the door swung open he’d realized he’d left it unlocked, as the chill sweeped across the back of his neck and caused him to turn back. Upon catching sight of him behind the counter, it looks like he’s reverted to his previous form… except, with several enhancements. A few inches taller, almost-fully humanoid proportions, and a re-tailored suit. Spamton 2.0.

* FAE! * FOR YOU, [[Open 24/7]]!!

His usual sales pitch was interrupted when he noticed the state she was in.

* GEEZ!! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?? * YOU LOOK LIKE A [Popsicle]!! * … YOU WERE OUT IN THE SNOW, WEREN’T YOU???

That would do the trick. Spamton quickly darted out of sight, returning with a blanket that had seen better days. He threw it around her shoulders, trying to nestle her in it. 

* THIS MIGHT HELP. A LITTLE…

Oh god, but that blanket helped immensely.  She appreciated him trying to nestle her in there, though she still pulled it tighter around her herself.  Still rather tired looking, too.

“Yeah. I wasn’t expecting the change in weather, so I was watching everything happen and then all of a sudden there was snow.”  The slight change in height and attire didn’t go unnoticed.  She even found herself having to look up to talk to him, just a little.  “I don’t really mesh well with the snow. It makes me tired. Off topic- You’re taller!”  She raises her hand and brings it to the top of her head, comparing their heights.  “You look good. I’m happy that you were able to do what you wanted to do.” Happy that he got to overthrow the Queen.

So many things, so little time.

Spamton Neo’s fight against the Queen was an edge of your seat affair, Fae watching from her little perch as others panicked.  She was cheering for him, she wanted him to win; she certainly didn’t know the full extent of what exactly the Queen did to him but she knew enough. She knew this was karma finally catching up to her. So when the Queen went down, she cheered for him.

But then her cheers faded away as she stared up at the sky in wonder.  ...Snow??

Snow was pretty to look at, yes, and though the Darkner’s might not’ve ever seen it before, she’d seen it plenty from her world. And she had just about the same reaction to it there as she was having now. A very slight panic and a need to abscond indoors. Cold the lizards didn’t mix well and a lizard she was.  In regards to metaphorical and biological, the cold made her slow down. Made her tired. She wanted nothing more than to curl up somewhere warm and nap when it was cold - and being caught in it with no source of warmth could be deadly.

So she made a beeline to the first place she thought of: Spamton’s Shop. He had said he’d make her a room to stay in while she stayed in Cyber World. Maybe he’d done it already; and even if he hadn’t, she hoped he wouldn’t mind if she hunkered down for a while to wait out the snow. Hopefully he was back already.

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* DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU’VE DONE TONIGHT?

Spamton slowly turns back to Fae.

* BECAUSE I REALIZE IT’S ENTIRELY POSSIBLE YOU DON’T… * YOU CREATED THE LAST PIECE I NEEDED!!! * THE PUZZLE IS ALMOST COMPLETE NOW. * IT’S ONLY MISSING ONE THING * ME.

He practically hops over to her, taking her hands in his.

* I DON’T KNOW HOW TO THANK YOU!! BUT REST ASSURED!! ONCE THIS IS ALL OVER, YOU CAN HAVE [[Anything You’ve Ever Dreamed Of]]!! I’LL PROMISE YOU THAT!! [[Lifetime Guarantee]]!!

She certainly didn’t fully understand the consequences of her actions, minus the fact that it made Spamton happy, he was her friend, and he deserved nice things, but his enthusiasm was very contagious. It’s always nice to finish a long standing project and by the sounds of it, this one was a very, very long time coming.