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For the past week, it had felt like something had been stalking the pink addison.

Glimpses of something ducking around the corner whenever he looked over his shoulder, swearing he saw eyes looking at him from the darkness, and the unshakable dread one gets when being watched.

Of course Pink never told anyone this. It was probably nothing, just him being tired, or… or something like that! He didn’t need to worry the others with paranoid thoughts like this.

He had learned to ignore it. Even as he walked home down the streets of Cyber City, he ignored the lurking shadows following him.

Ignore it. Ignore it. Ignore it-

Pink slams the door shut behind him as he walks in, a feeling of artificial safety washing over him. Home. Finally.

Pink breathes out, and then starts moving towards his room. He glances at his computer, seeing a message notification. Oh, huh.

He sits down, and clicks on it.

Meet me down the street in the alley of the trash zone. Asap. Important. The others will be there.

Weird. What could this be about?

This sounded shady as hell, but Pink wasn’t really thinking about that, it was his curiosity that was drawing him to it. The way it was phrased, it sounded like it was one of the other addisons.

Pink stands up. Time to go back out.

Pink hated being here, in the area filled with trash. It was gross, undignified, and reminded him of…

Never mind.

The yellow addison was leaning against the wall as Pink rounded the corner, the orange one and the blue one standing nearby.

“Oh, you’re here, why’d you tell us to come here?” Yellow asks, tilting his head.

“What? I thought it was one of you!” Pink insists.

“It wasn’t me!” Orange also insists.

“...So it was a secret fifth person?” Blue asks hesitantly.

There’s tension in the air after Blue says that. If it wasn’t one of them… who was it?

Orange looks confused. Blue looks fearful. Yellow looks nervous. And Pink? He looks upset. Angry, almost.

“Okay, well it was someone who told us to come here!” Pink says accusatorily. “And who would even want to meet us anyway? Couldn’t they have just sent a message?”

The addisons all look at each other. None of them know what to think. There’s silence, until finally Yellow speaks up.

“So do we go home?”

There’s a clatter from deeper down the alley, all four of them quickly turning to look. Something has fallen from high up, landing in the piles of trash.

They all look up.

There’s someone there.

Perched up on a lower roof is a large figure with wings, looming over them. Its eyes glow a two toned color, and there’s a grin plastered on its face.

It jumps down, and the addisons quickly move out of the way, stumbling backwards. Pink stays in the front of the group, shielding the others with his arms.

“WELL H3LLOO ALL OF YOU! DID YOU MISS ME?” the creature asks, still grinning widely. “PROBALY NOT. YOU [[Never Have I Ever]] DID!”

That voice… that was familiar. Warped and twisted beyond what they all remembered it as, but it was distinct. And looking closer at its face-

“Spamton??” Pink sputters in almost disbelief. It had to be him. But how did he get like this?

“CORRECT!!! CORRECT CORRECT CORRECT,” Spamton Neo says, laughing. “WHAT A HAPPY [[Class of 1997 Reuinion]]!”

“What happened??” Orange asks.

“THAT’S NONE OF YOUR [Beesewax!]. YOU SHOULD BE MORE [I’m Scared!] ABOUT RUNNING AWAY.”

What?

Spamton Neo’s arm transforms into a blaster, and he points it at them.

Oh.

Spamton Neo fires the blaster, the addisons turning and running before they can get hit. Either he was a bad aim, or he wasn’t aiming to kill, because all four of them make it around a corner.

“What do we do what do we do what do we do!!” Orange says frantically, shaking Yellow’s arm as he panics. Blue is leaning against the wall, staring at the ground.

“I don’t know!!!” Yellow says back, and then looks at Pink to see if he’s come up with anything. They all do.

“Look- he- whatever that thing is- we just need to get back to a populated area, we could lose him in a crowd,” Pink says quickly. A few blasts are fired past them from around the corner. Blue yelps in surprise and fear, and Yellow jumps, crashing into Orange.

Pink looks around the corner, seeing Spamton Neo coming towards them. “Okay we just need to stick together-”

He looks back at the other addisons.

None of them are there anymore, as they have run off in fear.

“Are you KIDDING ME!!!” Pink growls, looking around to see where the others may have run off to. He needs to get out of here too, he can worry about the others when he finds them!

“I’M [[Right Behind You]] AREN’T I?”

It felt like Pink’s entire body froze up when he hears that. Spamton Neo has caught up, and is standing right there.

“Uhh TRASH ATTACK!!” Pink yells as he grabs a random object from the junk piles around and throws it at Spamton Neo’s face, immediately sprinting away before he can see if it hit or not. Run run run run run run-

He can hear Spamton Neo laughing as he runs, but he doesn't dare look back.

Not to brag in a dire moment like this, but Yellow was probably the fastest of the group. As the others had hidden, Yellow had started running.

Where does he go?? It didn’t look like Spamton was following him specifically, he might be able to get away.

…And leave the others behind.

He can’t do that. He had already made that mistake once, he couldn't lose the rest of his friends.

Yellow glances towards what he assumes leads towards an exit of the Trash Zone.

He’d find the others, and then leave through there. He shouldn't have split off from the group like that.

Yellow turns around, walking back into the paths winding through the piles of trash.

He hears him, as he gets closer. That’s Spamton Neo, and he’s chasing after one of the others.

Yellow stays behind a trash can, peering around the edge, watching Spamton chase after Pink, firing shots at him to try and trip him up.

Pink was fast, but not fast enough. Yellow had to intervene before he got caught.

“Hey ugly!” Yellow yells, and then kicks the trash can to make a loud sound. “Over here!!”

Spamton Neo stops chasing, turning his head all the way around to look at Yellow, his body following on a delay.

Ah. This was a terrible idea, wasn’t it. Curse his occasional impulsiveness.

“THROWING YOUR [99 dollar] HAT IN THE RING FOR A CHASE?” Spamton Neo says, now lurching towards Yellow. “WHAT A [Inspiring! Noble! Brave! Specil!] SACRIFICE.”

Yellow turns and runs, dodging around the piles of trash as Spamton chases him. His heart races as he picks up speed, not even knowing WHERE he’s going, just that he needs to lose him.

There’s some large discarded items piled up, and Yellow scrambles to the top of the pile and kicks them down, creating an obstacle in the way of where he’s going. He slides back down to the ground, pausing for a moment to catch his breath.

And that’s when Spamton Neo cleanly vaults over the fallen junk like it was nothing.

“Shit!” Yellow exclaims, and starts running again, but everything burns, he can’t run forever.

“YOU CAN’T [[Run for your Life!]] FOREVER!” taunts Spamton, echoing Yellow’s fears. “ESPECALLY WHEN YOU HIT [[A Big Brick Wall!]]”

Just as Spamton had said, Yellow realizes he went the way of a dead end. Oh.

He turns around, backed up against the wall. Spamton’s getting closer, his gun charging up.

“LOOKS LIKE YOU’RE IN A PICKLE. QUITE THE [[Rock and a Hard Place]]. I DO SO BELIEVE,” he sneers. Nowhere to run anymore. That won’t stop Yellow from trying. But as soon as he takes a step, Spamton Neo grabs him in one hand, slamming him up against the wall.

“GOTCHA!” he says cheerfully, shoving his gun-arm up in Yellow’s face. Due to it still charging, it burns where it touches him.

“Spamton, you aren’t seriously going to kill us!!” Yellow sputters, his mind racing trying to find something to say that would save him. There wasn’t any time to explain everything.

“NOOOO EXCUSES.” Spamton says, his face suddenly seeming more serious, but still with that big smile on his face. “SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THE [Unforeseen Consequences] OF YOUR ACTIONS BEFORE YOU LEFT ME TO [[Rotten Tea]].”

“But-”

“WHAT DID I JUST SAY? NO EXCUSES. AND NOW [[Store is closing! Buy now!]]”

That’s when out of nowhere, a small, empty garbage can slams over Spamton’s head, Pink landing on him with a triumphant yell.

Spamton drops Yellow, staggering around trying to get both the trash can and the addison off of him. Pink jumps down before he can get snatched, grabbing Yellow by the arm and dragging him away.

When Spamton finally gets the can off, his face is red from anger.

He doesn't see either of the addisons anywhere. Like they vanished into thin air. Spamton Neo growls, but then spots something orange entering a building out of the corner of his eye. He’ll go there.

….

“Is he gone?” whispers Yellow, hiding inside the pile of junk and trash.

“I think so,” Pink whispers back, and immediately drags himself out of the pile of trash. That was disgusting, he had to not think about what gross things could have been in there or else he’d feel sick.

Yellow follows, both of them out on the road now.

“I thought I was going to die-” starts Yellow, but Pink quickly cuts him off.

“No time to waste talking, we need to find the other two.”

“Right. We can’t leave without them.”

Which would have been EASIER if all of you hadn’t run off! Pink thinks to himself, but doesn't say it out loud. Like he said, no time to waste talking.

Now. Off to go find them.

He hopes they’re both okay.

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Orange had run inside a building when he and the others fled from the scene. Whatever this building was, it looked like it hadn’t been in use for quite some time. But there were plenty of hiding spots.

Orange hopes he didn’t leave the others for dead. He would have stayed and stuck together, but he was scared.

Now he’s safe, right?

The door handle turns.

Orange gasps, looking around for cover. There’s cabinets on the floor, and he yanks open the door and crawls inside.

The door handle turns again, trying to fight the weak door lock Orange had locked.

The door is then blasted open instead, Spamton Neo standing in the now empty doorway.

“I KNOW YOU’RE HEEEEREEE!!” he calls out tauntingly, ducking to get inside the room. His wings dent the sides of what's left of the doorway, but he makes it through.

Orange curls up inside the cabinet, shaking. He’s never been in danger like this before, what’s even going to happen to him??

Spamton Neo walks around the room, and Orange can't tell if he actually knows he’s hidden here. He’s peeking out of a small opening and- did Spamton look right at him??

Orange jerks backwards, away from the opening. He can’t see now. He has no idea what’s going on out there.

“PLAYING [Hide and Seek]?” he hears Spamton Neo say. “FUN!!”

Then Orange hears what sounds like wood breaking. Then another. And another. He’s kicking in the cabinets.

He’s getting closer.

And closer.

Closer still.

Orange squeezes his eyes shut and prepares for the worst.

But there’s only silence after that. Not even the sound of Spamton Neo’s footsteps.

Is it safe to leave?

Orange moves towards the small opening of the cabinet. He doesn’t see Spamton anywhere.

He crawls out.

And then something grabs him.

Orange shrieks as Spamton Neo, who had been perched on top of the counter waiting for him, snatches him up off the ground like a hawk.

“[[All Jumpscares Compilation]]!!! BET YOU DIDN’T EXPECT THAT!!” Spamton jeers, holding Orange up.

“Put me down!! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to abandon you I’m sorry!!” Orange cries out. Is this how he dies? “Please don’t kill me I’m sorry!!”

“TOO BAD! [So Sad!]”

He throws Orange across the room, and he crashes into the wall, falling to the ground.

Everything hurts, but he struggles to stand up. Spamton let him go, he might have a chance to run for it!

Spamton Neo laughs again as he takes his time walking over to Orange, a glitchy and horrible sounding laugh.

He stands over Orange, raising his hand-blaster and pointing it right at him.

Then a phone rings.

What.

“WAIT- I HAVE TO TAKE THIS [[Important Call]],”
Spamton Neo says, pulling out a comically large phone. He puts it up to his face. “HELLO?”

A barrage of white pellets come out of the phone, smacking Spamton Neo in the face. He stumbles back. This was Orange’s chance.

Ignoring the pain, Orange drags himself to his feet and makes a run for the door.

“GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE [Slime]!” he hears Spamton call out, but he’s already out the broken doorway, down the hall, and out the door to the outside (which for some reason, appears to be opened normally).

He’s in the middle of the trash zone again. The door he came from is kicked open, and Orange starts running again before Spamton can see him.

Hiding seemed like the best option, right? When Blue ran away, he actually didn’t go far, hiding behind a pile of trash. He had waited until Spamton Neo had passed by.

He just had to make it to the road. Then he’d be safe, right?

Blue stands up, carefully sneaking through the trash zone. Just to the road. Just to the road.

It should be easy. Spamton wasn’t here.

Scratch that, actually. As if even thinking about him summoned him, Spamton Neo had entered the scene.

“I’M GETTING [[$!]]ING SICK AND TIRED OF ALL OF YOU [[I Gotta Get Out of Here!!]]” he yells, as Blue ducks behind a box. Spamton had to know he was here, but not where.

Blue looks out, seeing that Spamton Neo is facing the other direction. Quickly, he runs to a nearby pile of junk, hiding behind it. Spamton continues to patrol the area, Blue keeping an eye on him as he traverses through the junkyard of trash.

Every step and every breath feels like it’s the loudest it’s ever been, like anything would catch Spamton’s attention. Yet… it never does.

That is, until Blue steps on something.

There’s a loud crunch under his shoe. He looks down, seeing that he’s stepped on a piece of junk. Definitely loud enough that he’d get Spamton’s attention.

Okay maybe he can reason with him, this was still Spamton he could try to talk to him!

Blue looks up to see Spamton Neo running towards him, the source of the noise, on all fours like some kind of creature.

Never mind.

Maybe he can hide before he catches up?? Blue spots a nearby dumpster, running towards it, opening it, and climbing inside.

He isn’t the only one in here.

“Wait, what are you doing here??” Blue whispers to Pink, who is also inside the dumpster.

“What does it look like!” Pink hisses. “Hiding! I was trying to find you but had to hide in here before he spotted me! And now we’re both trapped until he leaves!”

It’s clear that Spamton Neo was still out there, as they could hear the sound of him laughing or blasting a pile of junk apart.

“We need to get out to a more populated area,” Pink continues. “There’s no way he could spot us in a crowd. If he even tries to find us, when he was stalking me it was never in crowded places.”

“He was stalking you?”

“I assume it was him- I caught glimpses of something following me when I was going home.”

“And you didn’t tell us??”

Pink looks at Blue. “Why would I?”

“Because, I don’t know, we’re your friends???” Blue says, his voice still a whisper. “You never tell us anything!”

“I don’t see why this is so important to you,” Pink huffs, crossing his arms. “I didn’t want to be wrong and scare all of you for no reason.”

“He was following the rest of us as well.”

Pink pauses, before speaking again. “He was?”

“Yes. Exactly the same as what you described.”

“Why didn’t you tell me too? You were getting mad that I didn’t tell you!”

“Because we thought you would have brushed it off and called us paranoid!” Blue snaps, still quietly. “You always make excuses whenever we’re concerned about something!”

“No I don’t!”

“Maybe if you weren’t so dismissive, or you told us, we could have figured something was up when we got that message! And then we wouldn't be here!”

“This is NOT my fault.”

“I never said it was, stop putting words in my mouth.”

“You should have told me!”

“I could say the same to you! And even if we did, you probably would have told us it was nothing and to keep working. That’s all that matters to you.”

Pink doesn’t respond, instead glaring at Blue. The other cannot see this, as the dumpster inside is too dark.

“We could DIE here and all you’d care about is that you weren’t able to sell things!” Blue continues, pointing a finger at Pink.

“I was trying to keep us together so we would survive, YOU ran off!” Pink bites back. “So don’t you DARE blame me!”

The two addisons glare at each other, stewing in their own anger. That is until…

“...Is it strangely quiet outside or is that just me?” Blue asks, now looking fearful.

“Maybe he left-” Pink starts to say, and is immediately cut off by the lid of the dumpster being ripped off, light from Cyber City now making his surroundings more visible.

“I COULD LISTEN TO YOU TWO PIGEONS ARGUE ALL DAY! BLAMING EACH OTHER, [[Pointing the Finger!]]… SOMEONE GET THE [smooth] BUTTERY POPCORN!” Spamton Neo says, having been the one to rip off the lid.

“AND NOW YOU TWO ARE SITTING [[Duck Hunt 1984]]S!” he grins, and reaches towards Blue to grab him.

Blue is yanked out of the dumpster with a small scream, held up in the air with one hand.

“Wait no put him down!!” Pink yells, standing up and trying to grab onto Blue before he’s whisked away.

“WAIT YOUR TURN! YOU’RE NEXT!” Spamton says, now grabbing Pink and holding him tightly as well.

“THAT’S ONE, TWO- I’M MISSING THREE AND FOUR,” Spamton says, watching the two try and wriggle their way out of his grip.

“LET’S GO LET’S GO LET’S GO FIND [traitors]!!” he laughs, and starts walking deeper into the trash zone.