Spamton- Short Lived

1.2K 32 105
                                    

Request by: milkii111

I'm sooooo sorry this took so long to finish! But hey, it could be the longest oneshots in the book now...? So, yeah! Thanks for the request and your patience! :D Now onto the story!

~~~

"Geez, I'm tired..." you muttered, a yawn following immediately after confirming your thoughts. Working for Swatch in the Queen's palace was a really tiresome job, and as much as you liked the guy, he was not an easy boss to have. Simply put, he was very... particular about things, which made him great at his job, but not so great for letting you take a break. Today, you had especially been dashing around cleaning up messes because some sick freak thought it was funny to run around and smash the Queen's vases.

You had been just about to throw one of the vases yourself, but luckily a Swatchling (who was a good friend of yours) had stepped in and told you that you should take a break. And he would make sure to let Swatch know. Gratefully, you had taken the chance. Figuring some fresh air would be nice, that thought had led you out here.

You kicked a pebble along that had been trying to stab your foot through the bottoms of your shoes, just to spot a bench outside the enterance to an alleyway. Maybe I can sit down for a few minutes... you thought wearily, shuffling over to the hard, metal bench and plopping yourself down on it. Even though it was indeed just hard metal, you immediately felt like a great weight was lifted off of you. Like you could finally relax.

A cool breeze brushed through your hair. Occasionally, you could hear the faint scurrying of some Maus: an invasive species very common to this area. You watched a glowing sign flicker a bit as the bulbs in it struggled to do their job. "Mood," you mused. 

Another yawn. "Mm, maybe I should close my eyes for just a moment," you mumbled, blinking away sleepy tears. You looked around to see nobody was nearby, then let yourself close your eyes. Just for a minute, that's all you needed.


You woke up to being poked in the face. Repeatedly.

"Mmgh... What?" you groaned, opening your eyes to take in a pale face with a long nose and eyes fixated on you past a pair of pink and yellow glasses. 

And it was a face that was very close to yours.

You cried out, jumping back from whoever it was at lightning speed, scrambling away from him and off the bench you were sitting on, crashing onto the pavement. "Oww..." you groaned.

"[Lucky Customer], you're not [Dead]!" the strange guy remarked, looking down at you from where he began to approach you again. This time, he wisely kept some distance.

"Yeah, I'm not dead. I was just resting my eyes for a moment," you replied, rubbing your head a bit.

He laughed. "A [Nice Moment]? You have been here for at least [1 Hour Or Your Money Back]!"

You jolted into a sitting position. "Seriously?! Man, I'm going to get fired..."

"[Little Sponge], if you're [Worried About Losing Your Job], get some [FREE KROMER] HERE [RIGHT NOW] to help you jumpstart your [Lousy Life] again!" he exclaimed.

"Uhhh," you replied.

He continued ominously, "I CAN MAKE YOU [BIG]! A [BIG SHOT]!! [For Free, Right Now]. JUST. [BUY NOW]. A SIMPLE... [Hyperlink Blocked]."

Wholesome Deltarune OneshotsWhere stories live. Discover now