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“Oh darling please don’t tell me you’re seriously siding with HIM!!” Said an exasperated robot with a TV for a head, his bright red coat swaying as he moved in front of the coffee table. “I can’t believe I’m supposed to be ‘the bad one’ between the two of us.” Tenna huffed, his pair of black arched wings fluttering a bit as he settled his hands on his hips.
“[Sweet heaven] DON’T LISTEN TO THE [Bastard!!] A LITTLE SPLURGE WON’T RUN YOUR POCKETS [high and dry!]” Countered the little puppet with angel wings in front of you. “AN [Idiot Box] LIKE HIM WOULDN’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT [simple human pleasures] LIKE ME.” Spamton said smoothly, eyes crinkling as his smile widened.
“Oh why you!!” The demon growled, tail curling in on itself in jagged lines. He suddenly reaches out to try and squeeze the little angel to death who managed to dodge at the last second before dashing behind you to use as a meat shield.
You sat still on the couch while the two bickered back and forth. The cause of this whole argument was because Spamton wanted to spend a bit more of your well-earned adult money on gifts for you (or so he said).
You really didn’t know how the two even came to be, only that they had popped into existence a few months before while you were out grocery shopping.
You tried searching online for any other cases of this happening only to come up with empty results, as well as possibly being put on a watchlist.
And so you accepted your fate and allowed the angel and demon to accompany you and help make decisions for you.
Their dynamic had intrigued you from the start. How they seemed to be the complete opposite of their intended roles.
Tenna, a sweet older gentleman who only wanted to please you in any way possible. He was always there to drown you in his soft TV glow and lulling you to sleep with his soothing voice during restless nights. Always taking care of you like an endearing older husband.
Spamton was also very sweet in his own convoluted way. Constantly keeping an eye on your surroundings, and protecting you whenever he could. A bit territorial at times (which was a little funny to you due to how… short he was) but you knew it was only because he cared about your safety more than anything.
The two were inseparable in a way. Complete opposites and yet they balanced each other out nicely.
Despite how frightening their first appearance may have been, the three of you had fallen into a comfortable routine. A welcome change that you didn’t regret at all.
“Oh dear won’t you tell the damn puppet!!” A sudden shout from Tenna snapped you out of your thoughts. You looked up to see him towering over your form, sharp teeth gleaming threateningly as he scowled.
You swallowed nervously before answering, “Oh… Sorry, what were we talking about again?” Eyes darting to your right, pleading to Spamton to help calm Tenna down. The little angel beside you snickered quietly to himself.
“[CRT] HERE THINKS THAT HE’S THE [Big Shot] BETWEEN THE [Two for one!] OF US” Spamton flashed a wolfish grin as he floated back beside Tenna and sliding a tiny arm over his broad shoulders, “PERHAPS YOU COULD [Set the score] STRAIGHT AND GET IT THROUGH HIS THICK HEAD.” Spamton laughed obnoxiously before a gloved hand snapped his jaw shut.
Tenna tried softening his expression before speaking, “Sweetheart, you know deep down who cares for you more… Who REALLY loves you more…” Tenna cooed softly from above you as the little puppet rolled his eyes.
You sat nervously still on the couch, eyes darting back and forth between Tenna’s rows of sharp teeth and Spamton’s ever cocky smile as they loomed intimidatingly above you. You licked your lips before replying lamely, “Well… You’re both special to me and have your own strengths and weaknesses so I can’t really say.”
The two didn’t seem to like your lame answer as their smiles dropped.
Spamton didn’t seem dejected for very long, a sly smirk slowly growing in size as he flew down beside your lap. He propped his arms on your thigh with one holding his head up, “[Angels above] I COULD PROVE TO [U] HOW MUCH YOU MEAN [Two(2)] ME,” He hummed lowly, inching his fingers near your inner thigh, “I COULD [Satisfaction guaranteed!] YOU LIKE NO OTHER…”
The TV-headed man suddenly sat down beside you, his arm slowly curling itself around your shoulders, “Oh please, you wouldn’t know a damn thing about pleasuring our dearest over here,” his hand lightly gropes your chest as he leans to whispers lowly in your ear, “I wouldn’t stop even if you begged me to.”
Their sultry voices and teasing touches didn’t leave much room for what they could be implying. You thought the two were undeniably attractive during your first meeting but you never intended on going through with anything with them. You guessed that was until now, unable to resist your urges with the way their eyes bore into you.
You didn’t know if you could even decide between the two of them after this.