that horrid ringing noise

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Continuation of the chap 'ringing' bc it was way too short)

Cover art by me)

Was listening to that song tagged while writing this so that's why it's there)
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Spamton pov/ third person pov

Spamton woken up, hugging Swatch again. He didn't mind as much this time since he was comfortable, and liked Swatch more than before.

It still flustered him slightly though, he never would've expected this of all things to happen a few days back. But now it was happening and it was,,, overwhelming to say the least-

"Morning, Spamton." Oh, Swatch was awake.. Great.

He stopped hugging them, and grabbed his circular, two toned glasses and put the glasses on.

"Are you alright, Spamton? You've been awfully quiet."

"Yep!! I'm [GREAT DEALS NOW]"

"If you're sure then."

Swatch stood up and grabbed their own glasses and walked out of the room to change

Well, that was uneventful.

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That sound.

That God awful ringing sound That plays in his head when it's quiet

It reminds him so much of his failed mission

He needed to get into that basement..

He needs to get into that basement, still.

He can't get in there though...

What would Swatch think..

THAT DOESN'T MATTER.

He had the KeyGen.. and he lost it Then got kicked out of the mansion, then getting thrown in an acid pit. Maybe he should just run away.

Retreat to where no body, aside from Swatch, maybe.. would be able to find him.

The dumpster.

But would it be a good idea

Probably not

Finally someone likes him and he's running away? after all of yesterday's events?

He doesn't know anymore.



Spamton is just a puppet after all..

The ringing won't stop

It needs to stop.



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So there he was, sitting on the floor questioning everything from his past, specifically the deal...

And the ringing sound in his head won't stop.

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

It's only getting louder by the second.

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

It hurts.

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

Why won't it stop ?!

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

The deal happened ages ago.

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

It's in the past.

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

You should forget it happened.

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

The deal is off.. right ?

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

I messed up and he ended the deal.

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

That's right, he helped, but when my end of the deal came up-

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

I fell from my fame when Mike stopped helping.

[RIIIINNNGGGG]

That was the end......

[RIIIINNNGGGG]
















R i g h t . . . ?
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It had been the whole day by now and Spamton was still there, thinking about it all

Why now did it bother him??-

The door opened, oh Swatch is back..

Great.

Spamton didn't move though, he just stayed laying there, thinking about the deal. He didn't even notice Swatch was back until they spoke up.

"Spamton? Are you okay"

"AAA- Oh, hello, [[HYPERLINK BLOCKED]] I am [GREAT DEALZ 4 U]"

"Are you sure? You seemed either upset or distracted."

"it's nothing." He said it so coldly

'You can talk to me Spamton-" Swatch said worriedly

"SHUT UP" Spamton shouted

"Hey! What in cyberworld has gotten into you!?" Swatch said, shocked at how Spamton was acting.

Spamton mumbled something unintelligible

"What?"

"EYHAHHAHAHHA, THE [RING, RING] RINGING WONT STOP!"

"What ringing!? It's deadly quiet!"

Spamtons lenses went completely static, and then stared directly at Swatch.

"T he  ringing that [DOESN'T GO AWAY?!], idiot."

"If you're going to talk to me like that, you can kindly leave, Spamton. "

"FINE! [[THE GOD DAMN DUMPSTER]] IS BETTER THAN HERE ANYWAY ."

"I don't know why I was so fond of you,

"You're horrible, Spamton."

"Same could be said [for you, now!], Swatch. "

Before Spamton left through the doorway he said

"I loved you, [TH4T CH4NGED "

Then he left.

Who would've known an argument like this would cause this whole mess.

It's too late now.

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605 words.

Not the end

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