And there we go for the 2nd request! I had a little too much fun writing this one XDD... I love writing Swapton and his stupid ego, itās terrible -
Tenna is capable of doing terrible stupid things when he wants a little attention. Even though he knows itās not right, and that he could just ask for it! Butā¦ even if theyāre no longer in Add World, Spamton is often busy, especially since the Lightners asked him to try to āliven upā Castle Town with entertainment and activities. At first, the giant Addison had scoffed and complained that it was āa stupid waste of time,ā but he still ended up getting to work. He agreed to temporarily put his ego aside and work with the other Darkners in Castle Town to come up with activities to entertain everyone.
Even if, most of the time, it mostly consists of Spamton yelling orders at everybody. But at least itās effective,everyone works well and obeys without complaining. And on top of that, Spamton loves when people obey him perfectly, so heās having a great time with it.
(What no one should mention is that it was also Susieās idea to keep Spamton busy and stop him from throwing a full drama queen meltdown every time the gang takes Tenna away on an adventure.)
The idea itself is good! Itās just thatā¦ now that Spamton is busy playing the big boss of Castle Town (even though he isnāt actually the boss), whenever the tiny CRT is around, his attention is somewhere else. He barely even looks at him anymore, only giving him a quick wave! Tenna had tried to get his attention, even suggested having a little movie night with just the two of themā¦ But the white Addison immediately refused, saying he had too much work and needed to write down ideas for future shows and entertainment projects. āLater, when everythingās finishedā is the answer Tenna gets every single time.
An answer that doesnāt satisfy him. Is it selfish to miss Spamtonās attention? To find it amusing whenever he gets upset and stomps his feet the moment the Fun Gang comes to drag him away? Before, the boss of Add World would wait for him at the entrance of the Dark World, eagerly watching for his arrival. Then heād pull him into his arms and talk about his day, rambling on about the other Darkners, complaining that Tenna had been gone for too long (one day is already TOO long). Spamton was the type to talk endlessly without caring whether anyone was listening or not, but Tenna was probably the only one who truly hung onto his every word and could perfectly repeat the Addisonās speeches. Love really does make you crazy, doesnāt it?
The tiny CRT wanted his giant Addisonās attention back on him. He needed to find a way, anything! Even if it made Spamton really angry and got him scolded, it would still count as a victory!
And then an opportunity presented itself. Tenna eventually noticed that the giant Addison had fallen asleep on a chair, right in the middle of aā¦ construction site? They were probably building some kind of stage. Ah, it reminded him of the days when he used to host his own shows, before TV World turned into Add World. That was something he missed too,being back on stage, entertaining people, making his audience laugh and cry! But that was over now. Spamton was the star. He was nothing more than a shadow now, a rat forced to carry his own head in his hands.
Enough daydreaming, he needed to put his plan into action! After a lot of effort, Tenna managed to climb onto Spamton and steal his precious pair of glasses (haha, Spamton would crush him on the spot if he broke them!). Now he just had to hide them somewhere and-
-Tenna? What are you doing with my glasses?
CRAP! ALERT! SPAMTON JUST WOKE UP! Tenna simply flashes him a grin before running away with the glasses. This wasnāt part of the plan at all,heās going to have to improvise now!
(He has Spamtonās attention for a few minutes,his heart is going to explode with joy! Or his soul. Either works.)
-GET BACK HERE, YOU STUPID CRT! GIVE ME BACK MY GLASSES!
-Y-You donāt even need them, you just wear them to look cool, and we both know it!
Is Tenna digging his own grave right now? Yes. Ooooh yes. He canāt look behind him to see Spamton turning bright red with rage, but he can definitely hear all the insults and threats being thrown his way! Honestly, it only makes Tenna giggle harder, having the time of his life.
-I donāt have time to play with you right now! Tenna, canāt you be NORMAL and reasonable for once?!
Hahaā¦ yeahā¦ He knows very well that heās just being annoying and acting like a huge pest. He should stop running, apologize, and,wait, no? That would mean losing Spamtonās attention, and thatās absolutely a big no !
Tenna manages to dash into a corner filled with empty cardboard boxes (probably where everyone throws their trash) and hides underneath one of them. He just wants to have a little fun, consequences be damned!
By the time Spamton arrives, heās out of breath and clearly irritated. He looks around before starting to lift up boxes one by one. However, there are SO MANY that it would take forever to find Tenna like this! He needs a faster solution, something that would force Tenna to accidentally reveal his positionā¦ Hmā¦
-Why did the chicken cross the roadā¦?
Spamton begins, lifting another cardboard box as he speaks.
-...to get to the other side!
No response. Urgh, that one wasnāt very funny. He probably still knows a few more dad jokes,he knows very well that Tenna struggles to resist that kind of humorā¦ even if he cringes just thinking about it. Is he really going to have to make these kinds of puns just to get his glasses back?
-What happened when two slices of bread went on a date? It was loaf at first sight.
Spamton freezes when he thinks he hears a tiny little giggle. Ooohā¦ Tenna is very close! He just needs to push his luck a little more.
-Can a frog jump higher than a house? Of course, a house canāt jump.
The Addison immediately turns his attention toward one specific box after hearing a burst of laughter. He rushes over and lifts it up, only to find a startled Tenna letting out a tiny yelp of surprise.
-Uhā¦ Hello? C-Congrats, you found me! Y-Youāre really good at hide-and-seek, Spamton!
He squeaks softly when heās suddenly grabbed. Okay, heās going to die! Spamton is probably going to smash his body against the floor and crush his head afterward! Tennaās body trembles as he clings to the white hand, shaking slightly.
-I-Iām sorry! P-Please, d-donāt h-hurt me! I just wanted your attention and to play with you a little! Iām sorry, Iā...
Even if heās a little annoyed, the Addison isnāt exactly furious either. Besides, seeing the CRT act so pitifully makes Spamton soften a little. Hurt him? What is he even talking about? And honestly, even if heād never admit it out loud, chasing after Tenna had been a little fun. Truthfully, he was starting to feel a bitā¦ playful. Maybe because he missed fooling around with Tenna instead of always being so serious.
-Pffft, me hurt you? Iām gonna do sooo much worse! All that chasing made me seriously hungry! I kinda feel like devouring what I just caught,what do you think about that?
Tenna was probably about to reply that eating a TV isnāt exactly healthy, but heās immediately interrupted by a surprise action from the giant Addison. After giving him a little wink, Spamton simply leans down and starts nibbling at his ribs while making tiny ānom nomā noises.
Of course, Tennaās body reacts immediately, squirming all over the place and using both hands to try pushing Spamtonās face away, but the giant is much stronger than him.
-Hihi! Spaaam, what are you doing? Th-That tickles! Stop eating me! Iām not edible!
Tenna lets out tiny squeals and adorable little giggles that completely melt away the former boss of Add Worldās anger. Just to keep having fun, Spamton lets out a playful growl, pretending to be some kind of monster, and continues nibbling at the little CRTās ribs, leaving Tenna with no choice but to laugh and stammer out apologies. Until Spamton accidentally finds a spot thatās way too sensitive, and in his attempt to defend himself, Tenna kicks him right in the nose.
With a groan, Spamton pulls his face back and rubs at his nose. Thankfully, Tenna isnāt strong enough to actually hurt him!
-Hehehehe, s-sorry! I didnāt mean to, but you wouldnāt stop!.. A-Are you okay?
His body tenses when Spamton suddenly grabs one of his feet and easily pulls his shoe off.
-Iām perfectly fine! Itās my turn to apologize,I forgot to give your feet attention too, thatās my mistake! Iām going to correct that mistake immediately!
Spamton only has to slowly drag a finger along Tennaās foot to send him straight into another laughing fit. Oooh, what an interesting reaction! The giant coos softly and keeps tickling the new spot, scratching beneath his toes or teasing the soles of his feet. Every movement is accompanied by Tennaās adorable laughter as he begs more and more desperately and blurts out endless apologies.
-Whoās the ticklish little CRT, huh? Who iiiis it?
-Itās mehehehe! Spaaam! Plehehease!
Spamton couldāve kept going like this for hours, but he quickly notices that the body heās holding in his hand is getting way too warm, with smoke pouring out from the vents on Tennaās head.
Little by little, he stops tickling the poor CRT and patiently waits for him to calm down a bit. To help him, he even summons a tiny version of himself with wings, which immediately flies over to cuddle Tennaās head.
The TV lets out a small sigh of contentment as the healing magic soothes him a little, shamelessly enjoying the affection from Mini-Spamton, who chirps happily while giving him a huge hug.
-You know, you could easily get my attention without stealing my precious glasses, right? Just this once, Iām not mad at you. It wasā¦ fun. But never again will you make me tell dad jokes.
-And yet, you make the best dad jokes I know! Hehe! ā¦But yeah, youāre right. I was selfish. I wonāt bother you anymore, I just have toā¦ accept that youād rather focus on your new mission than spend time with meā¦
What kind of nonsense is he sayingā¦??? AH! Right. Lately, he has been spending most of his time yelling orders and trying to organize entertainment, and heāsā¦ been spending less timeā¦ withā¦ Tenna.
He suddenly understands a little better.
Spamton lets out a groan and facepalms. Oh lord, was he the idiot this whole time?
-If you want your glasses back, theyāre just...Oh, uh, never mind, donāt look actually! Better not, or youāre gonna get mad again.
-Damn, could you stop talking nonsense for five seconds? First of all, itās my f-
He cuts himself off when he notices his beautiful pair of glasses lying broken on the floor, probably because of their weird little game. And just like that, Tenna somehow becomes even more pathetic, nearly bursting into tears as he apologizes over and over again, saying everything is his fault. OH, ENOUGH ALREADY!
Tennaās sobs quickly turn into startled laughter, then full-on giggles. Mini-Spamtonās tiny hands skitter along his antennas, alternating between fast and slow movements, while the giant Spamton pokes randomly at different spots on his body.
-N-Not agahahain! Nahahaha!!!
-Then would you kindly stop apologizing every two seconds?
-Iāll try! HEHEHE! PLEASE!
Mini-Spamton finally stops and flops down on top of Tennaās head like a cat after exhausting itself. As for the real Spamton, he finally places Tennaās body back beside his head.
A pop-up appears beside the Addison, containing the exact same pair as before. Spamton reaches his hand into the pop-up, pulls out a brand-new pair of glasses, and slips them into his hair.
-See? No need to get so worked up over something so small. I can get a new pair anytime! Haehae! Butā¦ more seriouslyā¦ I know Iāve been ignoring you a lot lately. So if you want, Iāll allow you to force me into a movie night, with the cheesiest and dumbest films of your choice for us to watch together. As an apology.
-....You couldāve made a new pair of glasses appear from the very beginning, but you still chose to chase after me and spend time with me anyway? Oh, Spammy! You really do care!
-Ihavenoideawhatyouretalkingabout.
