Encrypted Strings (Spamton x Reader)

Chapter 7. Resemblance

"It is my magic. Each individual has their own magic-"

"Wait," You interrupted. "I'm finally unique at something?" You were filled with envy.

"Well, technically, yes." Swatch looked away. "But I always thought you were unique..." He whispered to himself. The words were not heard.

"Yes! I can finally flex on all the people who said I was nothing!" You felt so triumphant.

Swatch chuckled. "Go ahead."

The wall of feathers beneath you started to become uncomfortable. No amount of shifting could fix the hard uncomfortableness of sitting on your butt on pure marble.

You looked up at Swatch. "Hey Swatch, could you please move me up toward where you are?"

"Oh yes, of course." Swatch gently lifted his feathery pointer finger up. The platform followed with. "Again, I apologize for not catching you earlier. I should have expected such since the platform does tend to jolt when reaching the top."

"There's no need to apologize, Swatch. I understand."

The feathery platform carrying you up soon reached the top. When you had reached the top you were standing directly in front of Swatch. He was intimidating. Very intimidating. His tall body towered over yours. He had to move his head down just to look at you. His breath... You could feel it. So subtle yet so warm.

"Knight... You are just staring at me. It's making me uncomfortable." Swatch said with worry in his voice.

You snapped out of thought. "Oh, uh, whoopsies." You smiled and looked away at the entrance columns. "I must've spaced out." You let out an awkward chuckle.

"It's okay, just a little bit uncomfortable." Swatch looked at his hands. "You know, we need to do training. I've been using a lot of time for you. I still need to help prepare and set up the dining hall and some parts of the castle for the Addisons."

"If you've been wasting time for me I'm sure I can spend some time helping you out with preparing after training." You didn't mind helping him. It's not like you had much to do anyway.

Swatch smiled. "Well then, the sooner we start the sooner we can get to working even harder!" He sounded childishly enthusiastic. You started to wonder if Swatch really did enjoy working. "Now Y/N, are you ready?"

"Maybe..." You teased.

A smile had peaked on Swatch's face. "Alright. Summon your spear."

One breath in. One breath out... You felt the oxygen flowing throughout your body; your veins, arteries, muscles, and lungs. Your heart. The blood that constantly entered through it and exited it to all of the body was fiery. You breathed once more. Energy flowed through your veins.

A sudden blue aura appeared around your chest. It grew. The more breaths you took the larger it grew. It only took three breaths until it had grown practically into a fire, a flame filled with blue and purple flames.

"It's just fascinating," Swatch said with awe.

The flames wrapped around your hand. It congregated into a thin, long mass. The light was practically blinding. This was the spear Swatch asked for. You thought. So truly beautiful and yet simply made up of determination.

"Well, I did it. What now?"

"Excellent job, Y/N." Swatch turned around and walked towards the edge of the small platform. He repositioned himself towards you. "Hit me with-"

"WHAT! NO!" You screamed.

There was no way you would hit Swatch, especially after he saved your life.