SPAMTON 5

Author's note: THOUGHT YOU WERE MY TICKET UP YOU TRASHED ME LIKE [[red solo cup]]
Kjfksjf I love that song


Spamton awoke within his dumpster. He was no longer Neo. "WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY [[bitch slapping]] WINGS?" He shouted as he turned to his side to look at his collection of various blue egg shaped objects. "At least the Pipis are still here."

Suddenly the Pipis hatched and a bunch of tiny Spamtons crawled out. Spamton grinned. "AT LAST! YOU ALL CAN PROTECT ME FROM THAT SCARY CHILD!"

The tiny Spamtons scuttled out the dumpster and ran off into the world. "NO! COME BACK!" A hawk flew by and grabbed one of them. Others crawled into cracks within the walls to infest buildings. "FUCK! YOU FUCKS! FUCK [[Mondays]] YOU UNGRATEFUL [[spengebab]]."

Spamton sulked within the dumpster.

"So… this is where he's at?" Asked a voice from outside the dumpster.

"Yes, Susie." Spoke another.

"Well, do your magic nerd shit, Ral."

"Don't tell me what to do."

Spamton peeked out his dumpster to see Susie, Ralsei, and Kris standing next to his dumpster. "OH [[Garfield]] NO." He gasped as he closed the lid and buried himself under the trash bags to hide. He heard the lid open.

"He's not here." Said Susie.

Suddenly Spamton felt someone grab the back of his shirt and pull him out. "TAP DANCING JESUS FUCK [[spengebab]] FUCKING FUCK OF A OH [[I HATE MONDAYS]] FUCK OF A WHAT THE [[HEART ATTACK]]!"

"You're good at finding things, Kris." Grinned Susie as Kris silently held up the gremlin. "So uh, he sells shit?"

Spamton pulled out a bunch of garbage from his pockets and threw them onto the ground. "TAKE WHAT YOU WANT [[BARGIN DEALS]] EVERYTHING MUST GO!"

"What? No, we're just trying to find some weed." Said Ralsei. "Do you sell any?"

"Oh… I don't got any, kid."

Kris placed him down as Susie and Ralsei walked off. "Well see you, weird sales guy." Grinned the purple dinosaur as Kris silently glared at Spamton for an entire five minutes before leaving.

Spamton shivered and then sat on the ground processing what just happened.

Music began playing from around the corner and three robots strolled on by causing Spamton to crawl back into his dumpster as they approached him. "NOT FUCKING GAWD DAMN SWEET CAP'n CAKES!" He used two garbage bags to cover his ears as the robots played loudly outside his dumpster.

He opened the lid and threw a discarded can of corn at them. "SHUT UP!"

This infuriated the robots and they jumped into the dumpster to loudly play music.

"FUCK [[salt]]!"

"We challenge you to a dance battle!" Shouted Sweet.

"NO [[deal]]."

Cap'n grabbed Spamton and flung him outside the dumpster. "You win, we leave."

The trio began playing rap music.

"OH GOD NO [[depeche mode]]."

"Seems like you are losing!" Laughed Cakes as the music continued.

Spamton internally sobbed and began dancing the Macarena before switching to the Chicken Dance.

"Whoa! Dude's on fire!"

"Yeah! Check it out!"

"Go, little dude!"

A crowd started to form watching Spamton's Chicken Dance. They cheered and tossed Kromer at him. "YEAH!" Shouted an audience member.

Spamton felt encouraged and suddenly sang. "WE'RE NO [[strangers]] TO LOVE."

Everyone went quiet then began leaving. "Fucking rickroller." Said a person within the crowd.

Spamton stopped singing and dancing. He felt sad and then went around collecting the Kromer the crowd had tossed at him before crawling back into his dumpster. The robots left.

He heard the dumpster lid open and looked up only to be greeted by a bag of supplies crashing into his face from Blue causing him to scream in terror.

"Bitch." Said Blue.

TO BE CONTINUED?

Author's second note: idk what this is or why or why it's still ongoing