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I Had to Fall to Lose it All. And in the End it Doesn't Even Matter.

Summary:

Tenna couldn't believe what his life had come to. It was one day after another going through the endless motions of life and TV hosting. He used to have people he could rely on, things to look forward to. And now? He had nothing.

Chapter 1

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Tenna was sad. He frowned sadly. Spamton divorced him for the 92636th time and took the pipis. His tail wrapped around his body, offering a small modicum of comfort.

The Smiling Friends broke his door down and started yelling at him to smile.

"You're so funny and handsome, ahaha, don't frown," Pim said.

"Yeah, you're like the coolest TV I know, dude. You don't need that puppet, whatever his name was," Charlie added.

"Yeah, what they said," Allan said.

Glep glepped all over the place. Everyone nodded in agreement. Truly some wise words were said.

"Thank you, everyone! I feel so happy now, you really are the Smiling Friends," Tenna smiled and everyone cheered. A flower bloomed at the end of his nose, and he grew so his head nearly hit the ceiling. His antenna and tail curled into a heart shape to show his growing hope for life.

"Good job everyone! Another happy customer!" Mr. Boss exclaimed.

💃 🕺 DANCE PARTY 🕺 💃

Music from the classic show TV Time! played from Tenna's speakers.

Tenna swung his arms in a circle, doing his classic TV Time jig. His tail whipped back and forth with glee.

Pim threw his arms in the air, almost like he didn't care, and jumped around.

Charlie bopped his head to the music, trying and succeeding in looking cool.

Allan stood in the corner, trying hard to maintain his cool, bad boy image. It was shattered by his foot tapping in beat with the music.

Charlie and Pim looked at Allan with knowing eyes, and Pim mimed a rope to pull him into the center. Allan sighed and rolled his eyes before joining the others in the center of the room. He still only tapped his foot, but he had a smile on his face.

Glep glepped all over the place. He glepped too hard and killed an innocent bystander. Whoops.

Mr. Boss copied Ralsei's dance, also lesser known as one of the Peanuts' dances.

They all danced the night away, having the night of their lives!

Notes:

Thanks for reading, I'm being my "authentic, true self" and I refuse to have any regrets about fanfics.