#CORAL-pink addison

[thebigshotman]

Headcanon voices for the Addisons:

Coral-Lizzie Freeman (skip to 1:16 in the clip)

Saffron-Jason Schwartzman when he’s in a Wes Anderson movie (he’s all throughout the clip as Auggie)

Navy-Bryce Papenbrook (the clip’s of Adrien but he’s used that voice in a lot of different roles)

Clem-Natasha Lyonne (it just fits okay lol)

[lexlee415]

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[thebigshotman]

Winter and colder temperatures have come to Castle Town, and although there’s a particularly strong breeze this afternoon a Christmas carol can be heard on the wind from a slightly ajar apartment window. It’s the Addisons apartment.

Saffron’s broken out his violin and Navy his piano for the first time since arriving here, and they’re playing Somewhere in my Memory. Coral’s singing, but it’s not carried away like the instruments are. Meanwhile, Clem is smiling begrudgingly and enjoying a smoke. The Christmas shopping scene has arrived for them, too, and what better way to celebrate than jamming together?

They’re all secretly thinking about Spamton, though, as well, of course.

[thebigshotman]

Quick before I head back out to work from lunch, music I think that all of the people on this blog would listen to in universe (with examples!)-

Spamton/Spaul: 20s jazz and 50s rock, with a dash of music from the 90s every now and then

Coral: Woman-driven 80s pop and rock; anywhere from Blondie to Kate Bush to the Waitresses

Saffron: Music that he thinks would put his clients at ease; not necessarily “relaxing” music but music with a certain vibe. Borders on retail music occasionally, lol he is an Addison

Navy: The heavier side of the 80s, stuff like AC/DC and hair metal

Clem: Woman-driven punk all the way! Anything from Joan Jett to No Doubt to the Beaches to Wet Leg

Cordelia: Olivia Rodrigo and Taylor Swift, idk it feels very very right lol

Tenna: Showtunes and the You Bet Your Life game show theme

Stringpuller is basically me so she has my tastes and Gaster doesn’t care for music ��

[thebigshotman]

Halfway from his usual dumpster, Spaul found himself doing a double check to make sure that all of the stuff-and there wasn’t much-from his living space was here with him while he stayed at Eileen’s. He was grateful he would be sleeping in a bed again, but still! Some of the stuff he kept in there had sentimental value to him.

His blanket, his pillow, a dirty photo of his Addisons from when he was still accepted by them…yep, that was pretty much all of the stuff he needed. Now that he had shoved them all back into his Inventory, all he had to do was make sure-

*Spamton G. Spamton!!!

The familiar, crackling like fire coals shout stopped the puppet in his tracks, and his sprite froze in place as it glitched in alarm. It wasn’t until they all mercifully stepped in front of him that he saw that it wasn’t just Clem that had come to finally give him his due for the chaos he had caused. The other three had shown up, too. And none of them-aside from a sympathetic looking Saffron-looked very happy.

*Where have you been?? We’ve been looking for you since the suit went down, but you were nowhere to be found! We thought you’d been mineralized, thank Her Majesty you’re okay…but-

*How are you still doing business out of that dump?! Has the money from our products not been helping?? For the Angel’s Sake, are you still living in a dumpster? Why haven’t you gotten your apartment yet?! The first floor is almost filled up!

*You better not still be fraternizing with that Lightner! God, Eileen seemed like the sweetest thing when we ran into her, and here you were making her life a living hell because of feelings you shouldn’t even be feeling! You’re a Darkner, Spam! What were you thinking?!

Spaul still wasn’t moving. Smile creased into something that could almost be considered a frown.

*Answer us, Spamton!! Are you still following that poor girl around?!

The puppet blinked, and marbles formed on his glasses that moved to look over at Clem accusingly.

*…Y3S. IN FACT I’M [[jet-setting]] T0 HER [[houses in the suburbs]] R1GHT NOW. C4USE SHE [[loves]] ME BACK.

*…What?! C’mon, let’s go take you to one of the Ambyu-Lances, Spam. Maybe some of the glitchy code from that suit is still-

*YOU’R3 NOT M4KING ME GO F[[ifty percent off!]] AN YWH3RE. I [[love]] HER AND SHE [[loves]] ME.

*Clem, back off and let him go to her. There’s nothing we can do; if they love each other-

*No!! I refuse to believe that he’s ruining himself like this again!

Stray bits of water went flying from Clem’s eyes as she pointed at Spaul, who continued to glare up at her.

*First with Mike, then with the suit! I’m not letting him run into another thing he knows nothing about and come out even worse than he was before! His sales are one thing, but his body and voice…! I…

It was then she became acutely aware of everyone, including Spaul, looking at her in concern. Weakly, her hand lowered and she looked around at all of them before resting at smallest salesman amongst them.

*I…don’t want to lose you again, White…

*[Hazelnut] S4ID THE SAM3 THING.

He walked up to her, but didn’t put a comforting hand on her or any other similar gesture. He just simply slicked his hair back as he continued to speak.

*AND YOU W0N’T. NO MOR3 GOING [[*unintelligible laughter*]] 0R [[filming monster movies]]. 1’M NOT LETTING YOU OR HER [[see it today!]] AT MY M0ST [*mocking laughter*] EVER 4GAIN. ALL OF THAT HAPP3NED BECAUSE OF [[unexpected snag in shipping.]] S0…let’s avoid that in the future, okay? All of you.

That last bit was more of a murmur, but everyone heard it. All of them were just so surprised that White Addison, the eager-to-please-and-apologize of the five, was saying and doing all of this. He knew the risks, he had to! And yet…

*S0, L1KE I SAID. I’M [[round-trip flight]] TO [Hazelnut]’S [[cozy cottage]] WHIL3 MY STORE [do you want to reset?]. COME OR DON’T. [[Help me…]] OR D0N’T. I’M SUR3 SHE’D [[heart]] TO SEE YOU ALL AGAIN.

No one moved.

*…Go on ahead, Spaul. The others just…need some time to realize you’ve changed. I’m sure you’ve noticed that already.

*We’ll be here for you whenever you need us. I will, at least.

*…THANKS, SAFF.

And so Spaul pushed past Clem and further into the alley ahead, towards the outskirts of Castle Town and towards Eileen’s house. Hoping all the way that what just happened wasn’t a repeat of what had gone down in the Cyber Grill 26 years ago.

*I hope he knows what he’s doing…

[thebigshotman]

So, you Addisons are just gonna' sit by and let your old co-worker have the shit beaten out of him? I thought you guys cared.

*God-What do you want us to do?! Get flattened by a tail or scorched by a cannon shot?? No thanks. This is between the three of them. We’re not getting involved anymore until he’s out of that thing. And when we do-

*They’re-*hic* They’re right, though…

*Navy, relax. You are intoxicated, you can’t think straight.

*They are, though! My Shield Ring, Coral’s Freeze Ring…we should be trying to do something! Instead we’re…ugh…

Coral moved towards Navy, rubbing his back a little as Saffron moved away to clean up the glasses. And maybe grab him some water, as well.

*Navy…any help we would try to provide would probably make things worse. Or put ourselves in danger. Besides, remember when we met Spafnir and how angry he got at me and my ring before he saw how nice I was?

*No…

*Of course not…Well, in any case…we would probably throw him off. Let’s just let him do his thing, okay? We have to have faith he’ll win by himself!

*Yeah, Coral’s right. We just gotta hang out here and have faith in him. And have no more drinks, ok, buddy?

Navy squirmed for a moment, running a hand along his hair as he met Clem’s eyes. They were stern, but not necessarily mean. He sighed.

*…Okay…

[thebigshotman]

*Navy, you gonna be okay? I’ve got some tissues here if you-

*No…No, I’m fine. She has to hear the rest…

That didn’t stop him from taking a few of tissues Clem had offered and blowing loudly into them, however. Meanwhile, Saffron continued the story.

*Perhaps…he did seem to imply when we reunited that that mysterious caller cursed him with knowledge of terrible things. Least of all information about the Light. But regardless, the most hard to swallow part of the story comes not then, but now. With what he told us about the 25 year gap. Knowing we could have helped him, but we never came across each other…

*Please…bear with us. I’m sure you know more than most he can be a trifle bit hard to understand sometimes…

*Those 25 years were apparently pretty rough, no shocker. He had to fend himself against Maice and Popups for food, not to mention living in the trash. But then, many years later, a blessing in disguise, so he said, came to Cyber World. The Delta Warriors.

*One of ‘em was in possession of a SOUL, like yourself. He wanted it. Bad. But he also wanted a high tech, powerful combat suit in the basement of Queen’s mansion…I bet you can guess what that was.

*So he got them alone and manipulated them into following his plan, and he was uploaded into the robot. Then…he tried to kill them. So…he could have the SOUL for himself…

Navy blew his nose noisily again as Saffron wrapped things up.

*He did not succeed, of course…but he was left there, in a half conscious state, until we were all transferred to Castle Town. Where he was able to achieve a fresh start. And that…is the story of our friend and associate.

*May I…have a tissue as well?

As Saffron stepped away for a moment, the Addisons gave Eileen a moment to piece everything together. This was assuredly a lot to process, especially given how close they had no doubt become.

@thebigshotman cont. x  - - - - - - - -  To say this was culture shock would be an understatement . Sales are everything , and business is of top priority no matter the wage . While her own flock fiercely competes with those on the west side , they’re just as guilty for mud slinging . If memory serves Spaul’s vocabulary did harbor a few of those ads , she just never paid attention until now .  She assumed they were just another jingle among the dozen , used to formulate words his voice box struggled to manifest .  No doubt there’d been conflict in their relationship , but despite forgiveness Spaul continued living as if nothing had happened , stuck in an endless loop of broken advertisements and waste that piled around him with each passing day . The stakes here high back then , and desperate times called for desperate measures which very well corrupted his sense of worth . Even now , the former addison had no confidence .  It’d be one thing if his co-workers left him behind but , to disown them …  To turn his back on those who once supported him , left a bitter taste in her mouth .  The brunette knew all too well what that was like to be forgotten , moved to the bottom of the totem pole if not completely knocked off . Spaul had identity crises on more than one occasion ; but never did she foresee them as the reason why his life fell apart .  Maybe , she really didn’t know him .  Her gaze softened alongside her countenance , and Navy’s guttural sobs paint a clear picture of the once timid salesmen . An addison who lost everything , and let pride cloud his vision .  ❝ He flew too close to the sun … ❞ Idle words , but symbolic in their meaning .  ❝ So that’s why── he picked the suit . He didn’t want to rely on you guys for help , and resorted to other measures .  ❞

[thebigshotman]

*…I hope Eileen made it home okay. That she was able to calm Spamton down and make him stop.

*…I hope so too, Navy.

This fleeting moment of hope amongst the four Addisons was interrupted by whirring and clanking in the very near vicinity. Thump. Thump. Thump. Clem ran out to investigate, and when she turned her head back inside the shop to the others, her expression was one of complete panic.

*Guys? Eileen’s okay, but…I don’t think Spam is.

The rest of the group quickly moved to look outside and see what was happening. And what they saw chilled them, just as much as it had chilled Clem.

Spaul, still in his NEO body, was looking over them. Eileen perched in his open palms. He spared a glance down to see them, registering them…but not leaping at them in rage like before.

*Spaul?! What are you doing with Eileen?!

*Spaul, for the love of Queen, you need to stop this! Let Eileen go! What you want is literally the thing that will hurt you most, don’t you see that?!

*Spaul! Please…listen to us.

…Did the light that flooded at them from his eyes seem…deader, than before?

His wingspan rose to shield all of them from the street lights. His voice fluctuating between a delicate whisper and ear piercing distortion.

*…ST0P TRY1NG TO [[stop! please!]] ME. I’VE MADE MY [[choice]]…4ND IT WAS THE WRONG ONE. [[I’m so stupid…]]

*Oh, Spaul…

*BUT I….I-I-I-I-I—C4N’T STOP. I can’t. NOT 4FTER ALL THE [[$&@!]] I’VE DONE. FOR [Hazelnut]’S $AKE…[I’ll do anything.] TO PR0TECT HER. TO…TO [[ ]] HER.

He gently set her down on one of the trash heaps that was close to his shop. Smiling at her with a dead, forced on smile before he brought his face as close down to his Addisons as he could. Sending a clear message.

*YOU CAN’T [[stop.]] M3. YOUR [[ring ring~]]S C4N’T [[stop…]] ME EITHER-EITHER. SO DON’T TRY. G3T OUT OF HERE. BEFORE I MAKE YOU.

*Spamton…we-

*[[Get o-]] G 3 T 0 U T!!!!

The four Addisons had little choice if they wanted to survive. With pained looks, the four of them took off in the other direction, back towards their apartment. Or at least somewhere they could look at him safely. That done, Spaul stood back up, wings going back down. He walked gently over to Eileen, before sitting down next to her.

*…This is all I can do now. [[Commit crimes]] TO THE TH1NGS I’VE D0NE [[for you ❤️]]. I…

But he cut himself off. Nothing else he could say would even come close to defeating what he was doing. But he knew he was doing what he believed was the right thing. If he couldn’t kill anymore, he had to keep her by his side, no matter what. And this was the best place to do just that.

He looked up into the night sky. The self-loathing and shame grew stronger with each passing minute.

-aul? Spaul! Stop it! Stop this!! God, what have I done…?

Asks for Spaul NEO, the Addisons, and the String Puller are now back open! But [[only for a limited time!]], as this final phase is going to be short (hopefully lol). Ask away if you so desire!

[thebigshotman]

Another late night , the distant hum from the city's low hanging cables combined with chattered among those still gathered outside Yellow's shop . Safe to say , she clocked out just before the rush . Her plan was to stop at the night market for a few essentials , however her thoughts were clouded by an unmistakable glow coming from Spaul's shop . Although having barely left his new "sanctuary" , it was pretty unusual for the sign to be on . Specially when he could no longer fit through the door . Curious , she wandered closer , observing the mess left behind from his previous visit . Bags , candy wrappers , even a few bows that were torn off some of the Christmas gifts he received . Then she hears it . Voices . A range of different types whispers among each other . Not only did she discover some of his inventory had been rearranged , but there appeared to be quite a few bits of loose code scattered among his desk . Her concern only heightened ; when the remains of his rotary dial are found dangling from the ceiling . Boots click in unison , gently nudging some of the scattered debree along with a discolored gem that sparkled in a dim , florescent light . The room reveilles itself in better tone as she summons her own source to guide through the mess , a single arrow riddled with static . Either the place was being robbed ; or Spaul found one more circus act to put on and surprise her with .

*Oh my god, this is what he’s doing business out of?! Like I know he said the landfill, but I didn’t think he literally meant the landfill…

*E-Even if it wasn’t in the garbage, it’s a mess. Look at this phone! I know it was obvious but he was definitely not sane when he decided to put himself in that body-

*Ya think, Navy?! This is horrible; I don’t know whether to be mad at him or for him!! Next thing we’re doing when he get him out of that damn suit is getting him a storefront-

*Which is part of why we’re here. To try to look for stuff about Eileen, remember, everyone? Come on, let’s get…

The Addisons were crowded around Spaul’s desk, trying to both understand just what sort of conditions he was forcing himself to work under and trying to find more about this Eileen that was key to why he had done this to himself. Saffron had turned around to start looking, and hopefully get everyone’s minds off of the condition of the store, when he noticed a light glimmering from further towards the entrance.

An auburn haired girl with equally amber eyes stared back at him, and he gasped slightly as he saw her. Enough that Clem took notice.

*Saffron? Why the hell did you stop-Oh.

And just like that, the other three Addisons had noticed the presence of the strange Lightner. Wait…could she possibly be…

*H-Hello. We’re friends of Spaul, his Addisons. Are you friends with him, too…?

Navy asked that question as delicately as possible, hoping that she would end up being the fabled “Eileen” that was supposed the unintentional cause of this problem.

[thebigshotman]

[TXT]: Hey guys! Sorry we aren’t back yet, but we didn’t even get to the cafe until now. We met up with a Yellow Addison named Marigold who had some interesting news for us.

[TXT]: Well in that case we could definitely make an exception lol

[TXT]: What did they tell you? Stuff about Spaul?

[TXT]: Even better! Stuff about Eileen.

[TXT]: She works for them and said that about a week ago when this whole thing started Spaul came through and nearly trashed the whole block. And then…he apologized and left. But more importantly, Eileen lives somewhere on the outskirts of the City!

[TXT]: That’s definitely a nudge in the right direction, right?

[TXT]: I’d say anymore and they would’ve given us her exact address! Sure it’s a lot of ground to cover but there’s four of us y’know?

[TXT]: We did have to buy stuff from them to get them to talk though, so we apologize for the tacky sweaters we’ll also be arriving with

[TXT]: But no sweat right? It’s Christmas lol

[TXT]: …What the hell did he do to himself?

[TXT]: We’re starting our search tomorrow. We need to do…something. Even if that something isn’t a lot. Does everyone agree?

[TXT]: Yes.

[TXT]: Yeah of course!

[TXT]: Yep.

[TXT]: We gotta get him out of there before he hurts himself. At least anymore…

[thebigshotman]

I don't get it, what's wrong with Lighteners? You guys have an issue with them or something??

*Oh my gosh, of course not!! Lightners are amazing, we do business with them all the time! They truly are the reason we exist, hehe~. And the Delta Warriors and their friends, so nice! So no, we don’t have a problem with them…but…

After growing so chatty all of a sudden, Coral suddenly ceased doing so. Brushing back her ponytail in anxiousness as Clem, laughing mirthlessly, continued her thought.

*…Interacting with them outside of sales is dangerous business. It starts as them being just another valued customer, and you’re just getting to know each other better, but before you know it…you get entangled in their affairs. Darkners are only supposed to help Lightners, not interfere with their lives.

*And if Spaul’s feelings for her are what I think…god, he’s so stupid…

She huffs, aggravated, before turning to look in your general direction. Water pricking at the edges of her eyes.

*Falling in love with a Lightner is practically suicide. For both your business and you. I’m sure he knows that…and yet…

[thebigshotman]

The second that Spaul was through the portal from Cyber City to Castle Town, the strings lowered him downwards and he touched ground with the loud creaking of his body. Being able to fly-or, well, zipline was more appropriate-places was convenient, but probably not the most subtle. He’d leave the flying be for now.

After saying farewell to Spafnir for the moment, he turned to his Addisons, who had been silent for most of the trip with the exception of continuing to ask who “Hazelnut” was. Now that he was close to his end goal, he figured he could at least give them the basics. Voice slightly quieter but not by much.

*[Hazelnut] 1S…MY [[bestie]] BESID3S-SIDES SP4FNIR. SHE’$ A-A-A [valued customer] AND ALWAYS [just the sweetest thing!]…EV3N TH0UGH I DO-DON’T KNOW [[why?!]]…

*SHE’S AL-ALS0 FROM THE [[light]]. 4ND…I…

He grew quiet for a moment as they all looked up at him, eyes wide as they took in the information he was telling them. Shocked not only by the fact she was a Lightner but by his sudden change of heart. Before he suddenly hissed exhaust and turned away.

*WH4T AM I DO-DO1NG T3LLING YOU [tired of seeing ads?] 4BOUT MY [[dirty little secrets]]?!?! YOUR [[Never There]] YOU DON’T-YOU D0N’T [[deserve]] TO KN0W!!!

*…1’LL TELL YOU [[later]]. [20 minutes into the future]. IF THIS ALL-IF THIS 4LL G-G0ES [according to the instruction manual]…

*Spaul…interfering in the affairs of people from the Light is serious business. I know you want to go there, but maybe you should’ve thought about this more…?

A prerecorded laugh track from a studio audience of some kind played in response to Coral’s words. He didn’t turn around.

*…We get it, buddy. Your mind’s been made up. Just…good luck, alright? Hope everything works out. Don’t…hurt anyone, ok?

*Oh my god…Queen’s Mercy, what the hell is that?!

As Darkners started to notice, and subsequently run in terror, from Spaul, the NEO only nodded. His smile looking grave and wistful.

*STAY-ST4Y-$TAY-[[Stay away!]] 4ND OUT OF TH-H-HIS. I’LL…try not to.

And off he went, stomping towards his shop. Good place to start looking for her as any, right?

Leaving his Addisons confused, mentally hurt, and at a lost for what to do next. All they did was advertise. How were they going to stop him?

(Asks to all parties involved (Spaul NEO, Coral, Saffron, Navy, and Clem) are now open!)

[thebigshotman]

Random small HC/lore drop about Spaul and his Addisons since they are back in the picture:

Addisons, every generation so far (we are currently at generation 3), have the innate ability to speak at a breakneck pace if they do choose. Y’know, like those rapid-fire disclaimers at the end of radio commercials? Exactly like that.

While past generations used to do it while listing off the fine print for customers, and while doing so would create loud or distracting situations, so when a customer claimed they were never read the fine print an Addison could say “we did! You just never heard us”, this generation…doesn’t.

Navy does sometimes due to the nature of his business, but the other three normally don’t. They just save it for situations where they need to talk really fast most of the time anymore. Like when they’re really busy, for instance.

But White? He could just never pick it up. No matter how much they tried to teach him. One of the reasons all of his products routinely bombed was because he was forced to list off all the fine print at a normal pace, and customers got pissed off at all the catches and left. He got other Darkners to do it for him once he made it big.

Now as Spaul, he can just play a voice clip of the rapid-fire legalese if he needs to. Example, of him encountering a customer who got scammed and came back the next day.

“*G00D POINT P4L!!! BUT YA $EE [[OfferValidOnlyOnSelectDaysAndItems]] AND Y3STERDAY 4ND THAT [[bubbly fruity drink]] WEREN’T 0NE OF TH3M!!!”

He means the poison he sells, of course.

Sometimes his voice filters end up speeding it up even more than it already is. Which can be a problem if he doesn’t want to actively scam someone (I.E his friends).

But yeah! A little tidbit that’s been drifting in my head for a while that I wanted to share. Hope you enjoyed!

[thebigshotman]

Jealousy is a disease for Addisons, hope they get well soon~ ✌️

*Hi!! Hello, come on in and look around! Welcome to Coral’s Cosmetics, how can I help you-

*-Oh. We…don’t carry that particular shade of eyeshadow, I’m afraid. Nor will we for the foreseeable future. Mr. Big Shot’s products are not available at this store unfortun-Wait!! We still have-

*I’m not arguing with you, dear customer. I just fail to understand how a flower bouquet can be better than someone else’s just because of who prepared it for you. I assure you, whatever his products can provide, I can match those, no problem. And I’ll even-

*I can even make them smell like something from Above-

*You’re kidding me. I’m sorry, but you have to be! When did he start selling Armor?! And don’t say today, that doesn’t count!

*Nonononono don’t leave I was just-

*W-Well, he doesn’t have Self-Flavored Teas, does he? That’s something only I have, and they hit the spot, I promise you! Buy two teas today and get-

*[$&@!] you!! The crap he’s offering is bottled and sold, manufactured with a predetermined taste!! Mine are brewed right in store, goddamn you!!

*Fine then, leave!! And tell all your [$&@!] friends about how dumb and stupid I am, too!! Why’d you even come in here when you were just gonna run back to him, anyway?!

*What did he do to deserve getting so successful?!

[thebigshotman]

Listen, I know this is a "all about SpamTONG" situation. But some of us are rather curious about his Addisons during that time. How do they favor his fame, do they even have contact with him still at this point?

*I’m back~ I got us all Darkburgers and fries for dinner, everyone!

*…

*It was the most amount of food for the least amount of money, hehe…

No one else is laughing. The apartment is small, a two bedroom with a tiny kitchen that they can barely afford to pay the rent of each month by cobbling all of their sales together.

*You better not have-

*No! No, of course I didn’t! I got it from a client of mine that owns a restaurant down the road!

*Really? Darkburger restaurants that aren’t owned by him still exist?

*Get off her back, Clem.

Saffron’s sharp words cut through the air and silence the bitter Clementine. She huffs aggressively and lights up a cigarette then and there.

*Goddammit…can’t even go to the Cyber Grill like we used to anymore…

*W-Well…Spam did offer to send us some money every week…

Three pairs of eyes all lock onto Navy.

*B-But obviously, we threw that away…W-What he did was unforgivable, after all!

*We do not say that name around here anymore, Navy. Not after what he did.

Clem clenches her cigarette so tightly you think the insides will start spilling out before she aggressively stuffs it into her mouth.

*All he had to do was apologize to us…I don’t understand why he couldn’t-

*Please don’t start crying, Coral, we’ve been over this…

*[$&@!] thinks money’s gonna win us back. We’re done with him; we don’t need his pity! So stop it, all of you! We’ll figure something out to make more money and get out of this hole we’re in.

Saffron takes the bag from the now-sobbing Coral and begins to empty out everyone’s orders. Meanwhile, Navy is in the corner, mumbling to himself frantically.

*I don’t understand it at all, White…Who told you to say those awful things about us and not apologize? Why are things like this…

He turns his chair to the window, to the dazzling skyline featuring no one else but his smallest and former best friend so no one else will see him cry.

THE PATH TO SUCCESS CAME AT A HEAVY PRICE, I’M SORRY TO SAY.

[thebigshotman]

It's been a while since we heard anything from Spaul's Addisons. How're they holding up with this new change? Is there any hope in meeting the Lightner to get a better feel for her relationship with their friend??

Clem is in somewhat better spirits when you catch her and the other three Addisons in their apartment once again, although despite her attempting-to-be-pleasant smile her eyes still carry the far away glimmer of something bothering her. That same glimmer is there in Coral and Navy’s eyes, and, although he accepted Spaul’s decision, Saffron’s eyes, too. Coral is in the middle of speaking.

*…I just don’t understand what happened. He willingly lives and sells in the trash, he’s gone out of his mind enough that he’s seeing a Lightner…I refuse to believe that phone did all of that.

*25 years out on the streets does nothing positive for anyone involved, Coral.

*And what the hell’s been up with you, Saff? You’re acting like this is normal, that he hasn’t changed at all since he left us that day. Don’t you understand at all what he’s done? What he did??

Despite her harsh tone towards the yellow Addison, Clem doesn’t rise out of her seat. She and him meet eyes.

*…In between all of the ruckus and damage to everything, Clem, I noticed something about Spamton. And until you notice that thing for yourselves, all of you, nothing is going to change between us and him. No amount of me explaining it to you will help.

He was referring to the fact that Spaul had irreversibly changed, for better or worse. He did indeed sell garbage and was indeed seeing a Lightner and that was who he was now. Until the others came to that conclusion themselves, somehow, nothing was going to get better.

Instead of attempting to guess what that thing was, Clem simply sighed and shook her head.

*Dammit, Saf…speaking in riddles isn’t helping either.

*But it’s the truth.

This and several seconds of silence were then followed by Navy rising out of his seat.

*…I’m going to visit Eileen after work today. Based on where Spam was headed, she must live somewhere in Outer Castle Town. If anyone knows what that something is, it’s gotta be her! You all can join me if you want, but…

He recovered from his voice choking and finished what he was saying.

*I’m done always arriving two seconds too late to stop him from doing something reckless. I want to try to understand him this time, and that means hearing Eileen out.

He ran through some invisible menus to check his store’s stock and his own Inventory as he made his way for the door.

*I’ll wait outside our apartment. Hopefully I’ll see other people besides Saffron there later.

He blinked, harshly, and then made his way out the door. Leaving three Addisons who weren’t so sure what the next course of action in their relationship with Spaul should be.

*…I don’t understand it.