If confused, please read the first and second parts before reading this.

[[This was written before the release of Chapter 3. Some things MAY change after its release!]]

[[16+ warning. View at your own risk. Don't force yourself to read this horrendous fanfic.]]

Spamton sighs and looks at both Jevil and Tenna. "SO... Y0U TWO [Clowns] ARE MY [[Local Hot Singles In Your Area]] NOW? OH, [Joy]." He looks very disappointed. Tenna starts snickering, joining in with Jevil's chaotic laughter. Spamton decides on doing something else to clear his mind for a bit.

"I'M G0ING [4] FOR A [[Walking In The Lovely P4rk!]] BECAUSE I'M [[Having Severe Side Effects]] OF YOU! ESPECIALLY YOU, [Boob Tube]! YOU;RE SO [[Hyperlink Blocked]] ALL THE T1ME !!! WHY ARE WE EV3N [[Head Over Heels]] FOR?!? I'M ST1LL NEV3R [Forgiving] YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID!!" Spamton couldn't take it anymore. He and Tenna aren't good together. Neither is he and Jevil. Spamton slams the door shut as he heads outside, starting to cry.

He runs off, away from everyone else in the Castle Town. He ends up... somewhere really dark... A forest nearby...? Does that make any sense?! Spamton doesn't give this a second thought. He immediately runs straight into the forest. 20 minutes pass, and he's completely lost. But he remembers that he was given some kromer earlier before Jevil showed up. But the $3 that remained was still in that room. With Jevil and Tenna. And he's still wearing that skirt.

"D4MN YOU, [Clown]. D4MN YOU MORE, [Boob Tube]." Spamton sobs under a tree. But nearby, he sees... another suspiciously placed decoration. It looks like a clay piece of a microphone. Spamton's eyes widen, and he starts blushing again. "...Mike..." He whispered to himself. "AHEHAHEHAEHAHEHA!!!! HE'S MY [[True L♡ve]]!!! WE USED TO BE [[Business Partners]]... HE H3LPED ME BE A... [[BIG SHOT]]... BUT..." Spamton stares at the clay microphone. "...Why...don't...you answer...the phone...? Mike...?..." He looks more carefully at it... it reads... "I'm lookin' for you, Spamton. But if you can't find me... I'm probably dead. But I miss you, Spamton! You know I'd never leave ya hangin'!" SIGNED, MIKE.

"I N3ED TO FIND YOU!!!!!" Spamton screams, now looking around as much as he can. As days passed, the little salesman grew tired. He knows Jevil and Tenna are looking for him, but he doesn't care. He wants Mike. He loves him truly. Someone he'd truly spend the rest of his life with. Spamton, now drained of his energy, and very exhausted, crawls to a nearby rock.

"ST1LL [[Searching High And Low!]] FOR YOU..." Spamton quietly sobs again. His heart aches. He's lovesick. After a while, he falls asleep. 3 hours later, a hand reaches out towards Spamton and strokes his head. Spamton slowly wakes up. "WHAT... WH0... IS THAT...???" A voice replies, "Spamton! I knew I'd find ya! I'm so, so sorry... that I left ya... and you suffered 'cause of me..." Spamton looks up, shocked. "M-Mike... You... came...back... to me..." He blushes deeply, staring into his eyes. Spamton glitches slightly, feeling how hurt he is after searching for so long.

Mike smiles, staring back at Spamton. He then looks... really upset. "I'm sorry. I should had never left ya. I should've answered ya. I should've protected ya when..." Spamton cuts off Mike's words. "D0N'T BE!!! WHAT MATTERS T0 SPAMTON MOST IS [[Valentine's Day Specil Gifts From $10.99!]]!" He covers his mouth, blushing. "I MEAN TRU3 [Freedom] FROM MY [[HeartShapedObject]] [Wires]... M-MY... [[Deep Connections]]... T0... AH... D4MN IT..." Spamton ends up being too shy to say what he really and truly wants to say. "What... even happened...? Your face... Your speech... I... I... I failed to...—"

"ST0P!!! D0N;T [Hate] YOURSELF FOR SOMETHING THAT ￦AS [[Out Of Control!]] ACC3PT MY [[New And Improved F0rm]]!" Spamton tries to reassure Mike. "BUT SPAMTON, YOU'RE HURT AND... I COULD'VE DONE BETTER TO HELP YA... I COULD'VE SAVED YA, Y'KNOW?!?"

"I D0N'T MATTER NOW! I W4NT YOU TO [[Understand The Terms And Conditions]]! WH4T MATTER$ IS... I love you... Mike...Truly..." Spamton calmly says, giving Mike a gentle kiss right on the lips. "...Spamton... You're... confessing... to me? Of all people? But... why me? I... I hurt ya, Spamton... I really... did..." Mike sadly explains briefly again. "D0N'T SAY TH4T!!! DON;T SAY YOU [[Brutally Tortur3d]] ME! Please..." Spamton presses his body gently onto Mike's. "I... missed you... so... much... Never again will I lose you and you lose me." Spamton whispers. "Spamton. I love you too. I can feel it that you really do." Mike hugs Spamton gently.

"Ahaha... AHEHAHEAHEHA!!!! THIS IS TH3 [[Greatest Deal Made]] IN MY [[Ant-sized]] [[Rapidly-shrinking]] LIFE!!!!" Spamton laughs. "Hey, Spamton? The outfit suits ya." Mike says, somehow just noticing the skirt now. "OH— OH... AHEHA... UH... IT [[Fits Like A Glove]] ME? LET ME SAY— LET ME SAY [[Thank You So Much!]] MY [[BIG SHOT]]!!!" Spamton blushes a lot after hearing Mike's compliment. Then, suddenly, Mike decides to give Spamton a kiss. A really, really special kiss. So special that after a few minutes of kissing, Spamton melts right onto the ground in embarrassment. "HOLY [Cungadero]... THAT FELT WAY TOO G0OD..." Spamton pants softly.

But just as Mike was about to say something, Jevil and Tenna show up to ruin the moment. "SPAMTON!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH HIM?!" Tenna yells. Jevil, however, doesn't seem to care. "LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE THE THIRD WHEEL, BOX-HEAD! IF YOU KEEP THIS UP, YOU'D RATHER BE DEAD, DEAD!" Jevil grins. "Oh shut up you dumb[__] clown! I want to know why Spamton left me for... Ugh... Mike."

"EXCUSE YOU, [Boob Tube]! FOR [[Once In A LifetimE De4ls!]] I SIDE WITH THAT [[Clown Around Town]]! YOU ARE THE [[Fixing A Third Wheel On Your Car]]!

"...Spamton, do you love these two as well?" Mike questions. "Especially... Tenna...?" Mike and Tenna glare at each other. "Oh [___] off, Mike." Tenna grumbles.

"F— off, Tenna." Mike snarls back. "I'd rather clean them damn stage floors with your blood."

"I hope the next gameshow involves you dying, you piece of——" Jevil cuts off Tenna's words. "ARE YOU REALLY FIGHTING OVER PINOCCHIO?"

"YES! I AM!" Tenna crosses his arms angrily. "Spamton's MY babe! He is damn mine!" Mike and Jevil look at Tenna blankly. "...Spamton confessed to me, Tenna. Don't ya understand what that means? It means that ya gotta find someone else." Mike says, in a serious tone. "He confessed to ME too!!! He did earlier! He did! We even kissed! We cuddled in bed! We did nothing more... Although I should have~" Tenna giggles.

"Are...are ya being serious right now or are you just hor—"

"BOX-HEAD IS ON THE HOT SIDE RIGHT NOW, NOW! UEE HEE HEE! NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY! UNLIKE ME!" Jevil mischeviously grins. "HEY!!!! TH1S [[Select Your Topic]] IS N0T APPROPRIATE R1GHT—RIGHT NOW! THE [[Truth Detectors At $10.99 Or Less!]] IS THAT I D1D [[Confessions]] TO THAT [Boob Tube]!!! I REGR3T EVERY [Second, Minute, Hour] OF IT!" Spamton explains. "Can't you... break up with him?" Mike asks.

"I R3ALLY WANT TO... BUT MY [Body] SAYS [No!] AND MY [[HeartShapedObject]] SAYS [No!] BECAUSE [$!$!]! TENNA MAKES SPAMTON FEEL LIKE A [[BIG SHOT]] TOO! BUT IT'LL N3VER BE AS MUCH AS—MUCH AS YOU..." Spamton holds Mike's hand tightly.

"HOW ABOUT WE CAN SHARE CONE-NOSE? HEE HEE, THAT'LL BE A REALLY FUN GAME, GAME..." Jevil's eyes light up. He's got a plan. And they ain't gonna like it. But first, they need to escape this forest...

Jevil, being Jevil, he can do anything. So he... teleports everyone back into the room. "IF YOU CAN DO THAT, WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE FOUND SPAMTON EARLIER?!" Tenna screams at Jevil. "UEE HEE HEE! A SECRET, A SECRET INDEED!" Jevil smirks. "I'M GOING TO CHOKE YOU, YOU FAT [___]!" Tenna chases Jevil all over the room. After the two finally calm down, they realize Mike and Spamton aren't here. They've gone to the kitchen to have a quiet "chat to themselves".

Tenna peeks through the door and he is shocked. Was Spamton... No. He isn't, right?! "WHAT ARE YOU—...Oh." Tenna watches Spamton sit on the table, admiring hearing Mike's voice through a microphone. "OH. HEY, [Boob Tube]. THOUGHT I WAS [[Hyperlink Blocked]] W1TH MIKE? YOU SICK, S1CK [[AHHH!! FREAK!!!]]" Spamton eats some kromer that was left on the table. Jevil also watches the whole situation and laughs at Tenna. "GUESS WHO GOT OWNED? HEE HEE!" Jevil blows a raspberry at him. "SHUT UP, JEVIL! MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS! PLEASE!" Tenna snaps. AND [___] YOU, MIKE! [___] YOU FOR TAKING SPAMTON AWAY FROM ME!"

"OOOOO! LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE'S SO, SO JEALOUS! CAN'T GET YOUR WITTLE SPAMMY WAMMY BACK?" Jevil snickers. "I swear, if the stars align today, I hope a giant stage light crushes your hopes, dreams and brain." Tenna snarls. "ALRIGHT! JEEZ! ENOUGH WITH THE ARGUING! Let me and Spamton have our own time and THEN you can have ya own time with him, okay, Tenna?" Mike scoffs. "Fine." Tenna and Mike 'shake hands' by trying to crush each other's fingers. They let go, and the deal has begun.

Jevil, knowing he only wants to troll Spamton instead after all the times he's tried to get back together with him. He simply and finally accepts that Spamton no longer wants to be with him. "THIS IS GOING TO BE CHAOS, CHAOS!" Jevil laughs.

(Part 3 has ended. This took me so long.)