Encrypted Strings (Spamton x Reader)

Chapter 5. Salesman

As you and the Addisons talked, you heard some groaning behind you. You, and the Addisons both turned around in confusion. You saw the man that you had saved from the acid. He was very short, and his suit looked burnt. He stood up looking very groggy and drowsy.

"HEY!!!", The man covered his mouth in surprise. Tears came down his porcelain cheeks and through his melted-orange glasses. He looked as if he was trying to speak but he couldn't. He was so shocked at the sight of something.

"Hey, uhm, are you okay?" You said concerningly. The man let out an awkward smile then proceeded to quickly jump towards you. Seeing a man, half dead with his face half melted off not too long ago then bustling with engery was definitely disturbing. 

*HEYA!!! IT'S ME!! EVEYBUDDY'S [[#1 Rated Salesman c1997]] SPAMTON G. SPAMTON. WELL, IF IT ISN'T A ligh<ner HEY HEY HEY HEY!!!* Spamton said, then aggressively shook your hand with the widest smile you have ever seen. 

"Oh well if it isn't my good ol' pal, chum, friend, Spamton G. Spamton.."  Clayton said bitterly. He was clenching his fists and slowly grinding his teeth out of anger. Spamton and Clayton both glared at each other.

*HEY!!!!! THIS [Little sponge] IS MINE!! KEEP YOUR [Slimey] HANDS OFF OF THEM. * Spamton said while jumping in front of you while spreading his arms out as if he was trying to.. protect you? Who knows, maybe he is just really greedy. You thought about the name he called you. Little sponge? Where did that name come from? Who even is this guy?  As you stood behind him you could see the scratches, tears, and burns on his suit and undershirt. Had he been thrown into the acid but attempted to fight back? You had no clue, but you did want to know why the salesman is here or even why he was in the acid.

"Spamton, they have been my well esteemed customer way before you were even here."

*...*, pure static came out of Spamton's mouth.

"Guys! Stop! Your efforts are futile!" Clayton said while rushing in between the two. 

*HMPH!!! YOUR ONE TO TALK, [[Clayton! No, don't do this!]]. *  Spamton said while crossing his arms and swiftly turning his head away from the Addisons. 

"I-"

*DON'T "I-" M^e AFTER WHAT Y oU AND THE 0<hersRS DID!!!* Spamton was turning bright red with anger. 

"It was for our own good...." Newton said underneath his breath.

*YOUR OWN G^uD!? WHAT DID [[Spamton G. Spamton]] DO 2 <u!?* Spamton said whilst bursting with anger. 

"Look, you were just too famous. We were the hard workers while you made all the sales! We got nothing! We didn't get the recognition we deserved while you became famous all because of a sketchy guy on the phone! We, and along with others worked so hard to get this far. Meanwhile, your ideas were worthless, nothing! They were horrible and never worked. You were on the streets for quite a while until you got a call from a "customer", and they gave you all the business advice. Spamton, you never deserved any of this, just leave this place, maybe even this world, permanently."

*FINE!!!" You could see visible tears in Spamton's glasses. He took one last look at everyone and ran out of the room. He looked sad, mad, and embarrassed all at the same time, but mostly mad. 

Swatch came rushing into the room ignoring Spamton running by. 

"Y/N are you okay!?" Swatch said while grabbing onto your hands. You tugged away politely.

"Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"But, you're my master, I have to worry."

"Seriously, I'm fine." You stated with slight frustration.

"Hmph, if you say so Y/N... Anyways, want me to take you to your room?"

"Uhm, sure."

Swatch grabbed the side of your arm and led you to your room.  As you walked through the winding hallways something itched your mind. Why was Spamton thrown into the acid?

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