Dumpster Dad
Spam!Dad and addison!babyreader p1 - Hatched
Spamton rubbed his head. He looked down, letting out a sigh at the newborn addison in front of him. It was tiny. It chirped. ...Cute- NO- Don't get attatched- But...but... fuck it, he picked you up and sniffed you, assuring your health, etc. You smelled just fine, and he put you in his lap as you let out a whine.
...You were white. Just like him. Spamton did NOT expect any of his pipis to hatch whatsoever- Then you...just popped out. Whimpering, flopping around, your fur soaked from your shell. Spamton stared at you. You let out little noises. ...He already loved you.
"[@#$%]ING DAMN IT."
It was well past hours that places closed, so he peeked out of his dumpster. Scuttled around the corner with you in one arm. Aha. Spamton scooted to the store nearby and tinkered around with the lock to the back door; Scooting in quietly.
"AUEHH..."
He tugged a thing of milk in one hand, loaf of bread in the other before booking it outside and back to his alley, sighing. He looked back at you, who blinked back at him. Gave a giggle.
"YA DON'T REALLY [Make some noise!] DO YA?"
You kissed his cheek and fell off of his shoulder in response, making him gasp and catch you. Spamton looked at the stuff he just pilfered, then at you, staring at him.
"...Let's go to [SLEEPY TIME], for now, ok?"
You crawled up to him, nuzzling your face on his chin. Spamton's eyes welled up... But he cleared his throat. He had a scrap of a blanket. You scuttled up to his side, curling into a ball.
Spamton let a breath out as he covered you as best he could with his tattered blanket.
"...NAME YOU...CLICK."