This is a series of first in a sort of... "Deltarune One Shot AU Series", you could say. Kris is a he, and every other character is their canon gender.
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That is all, these stories'll be short and all one chapter.
Enjoy, if you can.
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Kris looked towards the doorway.
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He entered, and in front of him, was the fountain. What... he came here for. Kris walked up towards the fountain, and felt the SOUL in his body shine, glimmer in the light of the fountain. He could feel his body wash in that light, a wonderful feeling brimming over him, which despite the situation, almost felt...
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"NOT!"
Kris tilted his vision upwards to find a massive hunk of multicolored metals drop onto his location, knocking him onto the ground. Kris picked himself up and rested for a moment as he looked to the side. Some sort of angular puppet, one with a voice that sounded like the one that came from the dumpster in which he got the Thorn Ring.
He had never seen something like it, neon wings fluttering in the air, juxtaposing the darkness of the fountain, a sharp angular pink body moving back and forth in odd unnatural motions, moved by strings when seemed to stretch up into the heavens.
And of course, it didn't seem to be the friendliest face, though with a long-nosed face covered by pink and yellow tinted glasses, it was understandable.
"LET ME SAY-" The figure began, Kris picking himself up. "LET ME SAY [Thanks]." the figure spoke, holding its porcelain face up in glory, the light of the fountain glowing off it as Kris glared it down. "THANKS TO YOUR [Tactical Precision] I have [becomed] NEO."
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...Neo?
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Kris moved his hand towards his blade, and the figure let out an odd, choppy laugh, it's head rapidly moving up and down in horrific jittering.
"OH, IS THE [Little Sponge] GOING TO [Favorite] ME?" the figure wondered. "TRYING TO SEND OLD SPAMTON TO [A nice vacation spot in rural Texas], EH?" this Spamton asked once more. "WELL BEFORE I GO TO [cheap flight to wonderful tropical Siberia] I THINK I DESERVE TO KNOW WHY YOU'RE [Stealing] THE [Fountain]."
At this point Kris fully took out his blade and held it in a defensive position in front of him, not wanting to answer to whoever or whatever this thing was.
"IS IT TO [?!$#] ME OVER RIGHT BEFORE THE [First 600 words]?!" Spamton wondered, Kris not taking any particular action in response, imagining his enemy was likely to try something. "AH [usual kid] FORGET IT, I'M NOT A [Gameshow host], I'M AN [Honest] MAN."
...Kris took a step back, and at that point Spamton held up his right arm, what looked to be some sort of canon and pointed it directly at Kris.
"YOU CAN [Bid Now!] YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS ONE." Spamton suggested, then letting out another laugh, his body seeming to shake with each sputtered out sound. "[Bid Now!] WITH YOUR [Dollar Store Brand] LIFE!"
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"I GOTTA SAY, I DIDN'T THINK THAT A [Little sponge] SUCH AS YOURSELF WOULD BETRAY [Secret Boss #2] AFTER ALL I DID FOR YOU!" Spamton yelled as Christ jumped back and readied his sword for an incoming attack and saw what looked to be the head of Spamton, albeit a blue color, in a row of four floating in front of him.
Kris leaped forward and slashed at the heads with his sword, and as the metal clashed with the unknown blue Material-
CLANK
His blade collided with the head and sent him recoiling back onto the ground, the weapon nearly flying out of his hand.
"OH, ARE YOU TRYING TO [Devil May Cry] MY [inconspicuous floating blue headpiece]?" Spamton asked, tilting his head back and forth. "SORRY [Anon], BUT UNLESS YOU'RE A [BIG SHOT] LIKE ME YOU'LL NEVER [Escape Key] MY [SSS+ Tier] DEFENSE."
"Hm." Kris picked himself back up. He placed his sword to the side of his hip and held a finger forward towards Spamton. He wasn't quite sure why himself, but... someone had to had known for him to do it, and without hesitation he could feel energy building, pulsating inside like a burning fire.
It was a feeling he'd felt seldom before, the only other time being when he and Susie had fought Jevil...
But with this feeling Kris felt an odd sort of smile creep up on his face and he BLASTED forward a yellow shot that decimated the heads into porcelain pieces onto the ground. The shot made contact with Spamton as well, which seemed to stun the puppet a bit.
"HOLY [cungadero], THAT WAS A [150% Damage Buff] [BIG SHOT]!?" Spamton asked, his face seeming somehow even more pleased despite its static form. "FINALLY, A [Kujo] OUR BATTLE WILL BE [5 Star Champion if you just click this link]!"
With that motion Spamton, or perhaps his strings, pulled themselves upwards, and from the darkness of the room he was in, Kris could make out what looked to be some sort of vehicle-looking thing heading for him, of which he quickly jumped out of the way only to find it carrying a load of those blue heads on top of it in a disorganized pile.
"CAN'T YOU HEAR IT, [Heaven], THE SOUNDS OF [10-hour loop of silence]?" Spamton asked from above as Kris shot as the heads, of which didn't seem fond of him as they shot right back with bright jittering white bullets, of which were thankfully slow enough for him to dodge out of the way.
More vehicles were coming and taking the initiative, Kris charged it up again, pointing his finger forwards and feeling in as the energy built up in his hand, shooting at the stacked-up heads naught a few moments after they appeared.
He placed his hand to the side as if to motion for somebody to follow up...
But nobody came.
He was, of course, alone here, for whatever reason the world had intended, which all and all wasn't the worst thing as it allowed him to FOCUS- as he narrowly dodged a bullet being shot out from another incoming blue head pile.
"ALL BECAUSE YOU AND THAT [Hochi Mama] TRIED TO MAKE YOUR OWN SUPPLY OF [Hyperlink Blocked]." Spamton exclaimed as Kris made rapid-fire shots towards the puppet, of which seemed to frazzle him, but not enough to make any sizeable impact. "YOU EVEN TOOK MY [#1 Customer] AND TRIED TO [Ctrl + Alt + Delete] ME!" he added.
Spamton then lowered himself and the hatch on the very front of his armor opened, revealing a blue, long nosed heart shaped object which lurched out on a chain.
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A heart on a chain...
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Kris shook his head and readied his hand once more, as Spamton began to spin around in a circle rapidly, the heart shooting out diamond-shaped bullets that followed in the circle pattern around him, Spamton moving closer and closer to Kris as Kris backed away, though he wasn't hesitant in charging up another shot and shooting it at the spinning puppet.
"[Adam Sandler EAUGHH sound mp3]!" Spamton yelled, spinning back around and momentarily stopping his attack. "YOWCH, I THINK I'VE GOT A BAD CASE OF [HeartshapedObject] BURN!" Spamton announced, as the object that came out of his chest quite literally caught on fire.
Kris shot a few shots at it, but they didn't seem to do much as Spamton spun once more, not even giving Kris the chance to back off as he SMACKED Kris across the head and knocked him onto the ground, searing the side of his face as he recoiled near the fountain's passionate lighting.
"SEE, YOU EVEN MADE YOUR [Krisp] CATCH ON [Queen's new Mixtape] AND BURN, ALL BECAUSE OF YOUR [curious reading practices]." Spamton inquired as Kris tried to pick himself up, his face feeling like someone had hit it with a truck.
He could still get up, and he wasn't down for the count, though as he looked up, he saw Spamton looking down at him, the puppet's face pointed at a peculiar angle seemed to be looking neither at nor away from him.
"BUT." Spamton WHACKED Kris' head with his arm canon, sending his face back onto the ground. "IT SEEMS I MUST NOW [Jeffery Epstein] YOU, OTHERWISE MY [Crypto investments], MY [Animal Crossing Village], my [Very Limited 32Kb Cartridge] WILL ALL BE GONE!"
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Help...
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"Susie..." Kris muttered out, trying to call for help. But... nobody came.
"OH, ARE YOU [Recreating the finale of the hit Indie RPG UNDERTALE]?" Spamton asked, charging up a blast in his arm canon. "WELL, CALL ME [Alex Rybitski] BECAUSE YOU ARE GOING TO [Cry into the darkness, Mommy, Daddy, Come Save me]!" Spamton mocked.
"Noelle?" Kris asked again, but... his voice wasn't reaching out. Like before, nobody came...
"ARE YOU STILL TRYING TO MAKE [Potato Chip] USE [her]?" Spamton laughed, the sound of the blaster charging above becoming more energized and Kris felt another SLAM to his head. "SHE ISN'T [any theoretical mother], SHE CAN'T HEAR YOUR [Schizo] MUTTERINGS!"
"...ralsei." Kris said lowly, though his tone seemed rather blank.
"NO?" Spamton looked around. "SORRY, NO [femboy] GOATS HERE!" Spamton said, the sound of energy above getting louder, kris feeling heat begin to emanate on the top of his head, a burning heat like that of a hot oven, foreboding touch as it got closer.
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"Noelle..."
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"[LMAO] YOU THINK SHE IS GOING TO [3rd Act Deus Ex Machina] YOUR [Posterior]!?" Spamton laughed, a loud laugh, a jittering separated laugh that like before seemed wholly unnatural, though something about this one seemed more... mocking.
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But the laugh stopped, and Kris could here footsteps. The ground felt... harder, colder than its nondescript emanation before, and for a moment Kris looked to his side, the heat above getting dimmer, and dimmer.
"Hey, is it just me, or is it getting cold in here?" Spamton asked in a rather awkward way. Kris heard the sound of metal clanking. "HOLY [cungadero]!" Spamton screeched, and before a large masse clanked on top of his head Kris heard... what sounded like the wintertime.
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Blowing through the air briskly, as the smell of shattered porcelain filled the air.
And the SOUL claimed the fountain.
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Maybe I'll make this longer one day, but this was meant to be a one shot and I wanted to use Spamton in something, so here ya go.
The next snippet in this series is going to be about Berdly and the Rollercoaster Battle he and the trio have, with some extra stuff added to spice it up. See you then.