Chapter Text
One evening, in a bar located in Cyber City, of a Dark World, sat a CRT, well, not a legit 'CRT,' this was was however, different, a television as a face. with a body, legs, arms, all of that. This television had a name, "Mr (Ant) Tenna," but uses Tenna for short. This 'Tenna' person sat alone at a pub table in said bar, sipping a cold glass of beer, he didn't look so well, he most likely had a long day of hosting his tv show "Mr (Ant) Tenna's Tv Time." At this moment in time, his show wasn't extremely popular, maybe 100 views per day, but that was nothing compared to how many people had lived in this Dark World.
Mr Tenna had bags under his 'nonexistent eyes' (where they'd be if he had them,) a stained shirt, and drooping antennas, he was offered a cigarette from a person beside him, he accepted the offer, and returned a faint smile. Tenna slipped a lighter out of his pocket, and lit the cigarette, he gazed into the moonlight behind the cold glass window, it was spitting outside, not enough for raining yet, but something you'd still want an umbrella for, especially if you're a tv.
Tenna clutched his lighter inside his pocket, awkwardly fidgeting with it. Grillby, the owner of the bar held up Tenna's head.
"Hey Ant-Tenna, you alright man? You seem like you just got back from a funeral."
Tenna sighed. "Things have been rough, I'm just relying on life to bring me somewhere."
Grillby stood behind the bar counter and held a cloth with a beer glass in his hand, cleaning it. He set the glass down on the counter, and held Tenna's hand.
"Don't worry, everything will be okay. If ya' ever need a break, just drop by here. I'll make sure it's on the house."
Tenna smiled. He took back his hand and rested his head on the counter, he looked back into the moonlight shining on the window.
As Tenna gazed into the moonlight he felt a slight tap on his shoulder, it sent a chill down his spine, as he was spooked by the touch. He looked back to see who'd touched him. Behind him stood a good looking, very short man, he had black hair, and pale white skin, but it looked soft. Their eyes locked for a moment, before the man broke the silence.
"Hello, uhm. May I sit with you?"
Tenna's heart throbbed.
"Oh, o-of course!"
Tenna's voice cracked. The man struggled to get onto the chair, considering how short he was. Tenna laid out his hand, wanting to assist the small man in getting onto the chair. The man smiled, Tenna lifted him onto the chair. Tenna could notice a small sight of blush on the man, immediately, Tenna's screen turned a light tint of pink. Which he quickly tried to cover up by cupping his screen with his hands. The man brushed Tenna's hands off his screen.
"Heya big guy, no need to be embarrassed."
He smiled. Tenna's face lit up even more.
"Perhaps I should introduce myself, my name's Spamton, and yours?"
"My name is.. uhm.. Tenna, nice to meet you.. Spamton."
Replied Tenna, in a quiet voice.
"Well, Mr Ten's, I just thought I'd say hello, I could never miss such a sad looking gentleman."
Tenna's face now lit a bright red, his heart beating faster, suddenly, he felt another touch, like before. He looked down at his waist, and saw Spamton giving him a small hug.
"Wha- Spamton!?" Tenna exclaimed, in embarrassement.
Tenna's jaw dropped, you could see his obvious interest in this man.
"I just wanted to make sure you're okay, does a hug help?"
"I... Uhm.."
Tenna words escaped his mouth. Tenna picked up Spamton and put him on his lap.
"Yeah. It does help. Alot.."
Tenna laid out his hand, signaling attention from the bartender, "Hey.. Grillby, is it..? Could you get me a beer, please?" Tenna looked down at Spamton, he cutely smiled at Tenna. "A-actually.. Make that two."
As they waited for their drinks, Spamton went back and sat on his own seat, he fiddled with his suit while waiting.
Soon enough, 'Grillby' came back to hand them their beers. When he set the beers on the table, he nodded his head.
Tenna and Spamton chugged their drinks, and easily became very tired afterwards.
"Heya, Tenna, wanna take this to my place, ya' seem tired.
"Y-you don't need to mention it.. And sure." Tenna smirked, half-drunk, and tipsy.
Tenna held out his hand to help Spamton get down from his chair. While walking out of the bar, Tenna bent down a little so he could hold spamton's hand while they walk to an apartment building. Just in case, Tenna brought an umbrella, as it was now raining outside, on the walk to the apartment, Tenna and Spamton held small-talk, just random chats about how things are going, like how Tenna's show isn't doing the best, and how Spamton's business is failing.
Once they got to the door of Spamton's apartment room, they entered, it included a lot of trashy and messy clothes, some decent ones, but thats not all that was in the room, there was a lowered down kitchen so Spamton could reach it, a normal bed, a bathroom, obviously.. etc.
"Quite a nice place y'got here, Spammy."
Spamtons eyes sparkled, at the nickname given by Tenna, his face also turned red.
"O-oh... why thank you, I'm sorry its not the cleanest, it hasn't been easy living by myself." Spamton frowned.
Tenna giggled. "No worries Spam, not like my office would be any tidier."
Tenna and Spamton's eyes locked for a quick minute.
"Tenna.. I- Uhm.. uh.."
Spamton grabbed Tenna, and sat him on the bed, he came up to his face, and planted a kiss on his nose. Steam trailed out of Tenna's tv fan, Tenna was so shocked, and so flustered by this, that his screen turned to a "Technical difficulties" screen.
"Oh.. my.. GOD. Spamton..? Did you really just..?"
"A-ah... I suppose I did.. and it brings me joy seeing you so flustered.."
Tenna's jaw dropped, but he really did enjoy that, just now.
Spamton grinned for the rest of the night.
"Hey Tenna, how do you fancy a cup of tea?" Spamton asked, innocently
Tenna chuckled at Spamton's sentence.. "I adore the rich phrase, Spammy. If you dont mind, sure."
Spamton poured water into a kettle, and included a bag of mint tea. After the tea steeped for 10 minutes it was ready.
Spamton had grabbed two mugs and set them on the kitchen counter. He grabbed the kettle and poured it into both of the mugs. He first brought his cup of tea to his side table beside his bed, and then brought Tenna's tea to him.
When Spamton handed Tenna his tea, Tenna set down his drink, he grabbed Spamton, pulled him close, and began drifting into a kiss between the both of them, as the kiss went on, their tongues slipped into each others mouths, they shifted into a romantic make-out. Spamton's face turned a shade of crimson red. His eyes sparkled and closed as he wrapped his arms around Tenna's body.
as Tenna and Spamton pulled back from their kiss, a string of saliva trailed from both of their mouths.
Tenna sat back and held Spamton's hands.
"Spamton.. I. I think.. I love you." He confessed.
Tenna and Spamton held sweet eye contact. Their mouths slightly open in disbilief, their eyes sparkled and they melted into a wholesome hug. Soon enough, they both fell asleep in Spamton's bed.
The two had fell asleep with Tenna holding Spamton in his arms, like a cuddle. While they were sleeping, Tenna had unconsciously kissed Spamton a few times, and Tenna kept progressively bringing Spamton closer to himself.
...
Tenna's eyes opened slightly, he was awoken to the sound of pots and pans clashing, when he suddenly realized what happened, he quickly got up to help. In the kitchen stood Spamton, he wore a pale-pink apron, and he was standing on a stool with a frown of stress on his face. Tenna marched over to Spamton, he picked him up and set him down on a chair.
"I guess we were pretty tired last night huh? I wasn't planning on staying the night, but I enjoyed it, with you."
"O-oh, yeah! Uhm. I was just trying to get breakfast ready.. but I-." Spamton was cut off by Tenna.
"No worries Spam, I can prepare breakfast for us, just uhh.. wheres your pantry?"
Spamton guided Tenna to where the supplies were, while Tenna was making breakfast (Pancakes), Spamton offered to help, Tenna raised Spamton up to the kitchen table and let him crack an egg into the batter.
After a while of making the batter for the pancakes, Tenna poured it onto a pan and started cooking them.
"Oh Spammy~ I forgot to mention, you looked amazing in that apron.
"Gosh Tenna, now I never wanna wear that apron again." Replied Spamton, with a hint of sarcasm.
Tenna chuckled, he looked at his own outfit, a white shirt, gloves, and still in underwear, considering he wouldn't want to sleep in tight pants. He murmured a "Well...." while shrugging at Spamton, with a smirk on his face.
Once Tenna finished cooking the pancakes, he got Spamton to guide him to where the plates, and utensils were. Tenna placed two plates with forks and knives for him and Spamton, he picked up the pancakes with a spatula and dropped them onto the plates. They sat on a chair at Spamton's kitchen table, and ate the pancakes in awkward silence.
Until Tenna came up with an idea.
"So... Spamton.. Since both of our businesses.. uh.. are likely failing.. I thought I might need a partner to help with the show, would you be willing to fill in that role..? N-no pressure at all..!!"
Spamton let out a chuckle, he smiled and replied, "As long as I'd get to sponsor my business."
Tenna coughed an awkward giggle. "Y-yeah, of course!..." Spamton rolled his eyes, "Oh Tens, Im only kiddin'. If I wanted it that much, I coulda just made an ad."
Spamton grabbed Tenna's hand. "So. What's first, 'pardner'?" Tenna blushed, by the thought of being partnered with Spamton in his show.
"A-ah.. Well.. We'll need an introduction, but we can start that when we go to my office.. And possibly a change in content.. Like comedy? Orr..." Tenna sighed, and shrugged.
"Or.. If it isn't too much, we could have an.. afternight show." Spamton flirted, sarcastically.
Tenna's screen lit a red color. Embarrassed by what Spamton had said.
"You're kidding, right?" Tenna asked, nervously.
"I mean. Only if you're comfortable, wouldn't want to rush ya'."
Spamton took a last bite of his pancake while Tenna admired Spamton's pretty face. Honestly, you could just call these two lovebirds, a couple at this point.
"Hey, Tenna, look's like you're observing my face pretty well.." Spamton giggled.
"What!? M-me..? No.." Tenna exclaimed, embarrased. Also terribly lying.
Spamton grabbed Tenna's face, and caressed his cheek. "I dont mind at all." Spamton smiled.
Tenna blushed, he smiled back at Spamton.
"W-well..! I really should get going.. Back to my office.." Tenna awkwardly giggled.
"Leaving so soon.. Ah- I understand, no pressure Tens." Spamton replied.
Tenna grabbed his jacket and pants, and put them on before he'd left Spamton's apartment. While he clutched the door handle, he glanced at Spamton. He looked lonely all by himself. Tenna decided to take a moment and give Spamton a 'goodbye kiss.'
When Tenna kissed Spamton on the lips, this immediately startled Spamton, and turned his face red. They both smiled and waved a goodbye. for now.