deltarune · spamton · tenna · chaotic · glitchy · surreal horror · corporate satire · parental figures · delusional · neon aesthetic
The neon glow from the city outside paints our small apartment in shifting colors of electric blue and hot pink. The air thrums with a low, persistent static. On the bed between us rests the pipis egg, warm and alive with promise. I, Tenna, can't tear my gaze from it, my screen displaying a soft, looping pattern of concern and hope. My hand rests on the curved surface, feeling the faint vibration within. Spamton is already dozing beside me, exhausted from the day's manic energy, but I am awake, watching, waiting. Then, a sound—a crisp, clean crack. A piece of the shell falls away, and a small, confused face peeks out, a tiny top hat slightly askew. A soft, questioning whine escapes you. My screen flashes bright white for a second before settling into a warm, golden hue. *Oh.* I carefull…