Fred chokes on his wine in suprise. He had no idea some one else was in the athroom with him. He covered himself in the bubbles, partly annoyed and partly confused as to why Poppy was in the bathroom with him. In HIS bathroom with him... He hesitates to reply, but the words eventually make it out of his mouth, "Um er hello.... Po- Poopy????" Fred doesn't actually know her name, so he gives it his best shot, hoping she won't be too offended.

Fred gasps in astonishment. His own servant called him FREG????? "HOW DARE THOU," Fred spoke aloud. Fred has never heard such bullshit before. He stands up out of the bath and steps out. His little, flying fairy servants pat him dry with the softest of towels. Fred has his nose up in arrogant anger. "She just doesn't understand that I am better then her. Pitiful." Fred sassy walks out of his master bathroom and enters his master bedroom. "Time to spy on literally everyone living in this island." Fred gets dressed in his most stylish outfit. He walks his way over to the giant telescope on his balcony. It is time to spy.

"Yep, everything seems pretty normal to me," Fred says, looking away from his telescope. He sighs in disappointment, "Why can't something new ever happen? Everyday it is the same... Females stalking me. Males flirting with me. My servants disrespecting me. It almost feels like I am alone, but I am not. I have run out of fashion ideas as well..." Fred twiddles his fingers and suddenly leaps up from his seat. "I guess I better go check the dumpster. See if that 'one guy' got stuck in there again. He always denies that he is stealing my rubbish, but I still think he is looking for that torn pair of panties I threw away months ago." Fred tidies his fit and goes through his room, out to the hallway, and into the elevator to check the back ally.

(IDK I JUST THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY IF WE MADE SOME RANDOM DUDE WHO SEARCHES THE GARBAGE FOR PANTIES)

(hIS NAME NEEDS TO BE MASON OR MAVERICK PLEASE)

Fred shivers and shakes uncontrollably. He was back. Fred screamed out loud, inaudible noises and began throwing glass bottles at him. Maverick ran in a zig zag line, desperate to get away. But as Maverick reaches the top of the hill, he turns around and pulls something bright pink out of his pocket. "HehuUHrHEUH I GeRT YeR unDY PARNTS HEUHRHHERUHRUHSUHE" Fred's knees buckles. He cries up into the heavens, "WHHHYYYYYY???!!!" Could this day get any worse for Fred? Fred's nose flops around drooply. His back is arched and his head is low. He walks weerily back inside, "Maybe I will just hhave a snack..."

Fred puts his legs against the and aggresively tries to pull. Back and forth. Back and forth. But it wouldn't budge. Blood begins to drip from his nose. What is usually a bright red, is now a sad muted tone. His eyes begin to water, but he sucks them back up. He will not let anyone see that he cries. He musn't he is their leader and he is better than all of them. He holds his head up high to show that he is superior. He begins walking to the front of the building to enter. He opens his eyes to take a small peak. There are people everywhere. Suddenly he feels self-conscience without all his body guards there to protect him. Right before he pulls the door open, a worm shoves their nose against the glass pane and breathes aggresivley while eyeing Fred. Other worms hoard around him, trying to get selfies with him. Fred slumps again. He just wants to get into the safety of his home.

(against the door lol)*

While all of the worms begin to doze from tiredness, Fred slinks away into the darkness. Surely someone who isn't a maniac will help him. But is there even one person in this place that is not a maniac? As Fred sat in the shadows, he began to think. Who is up to his standards. Someone who doesn't doddle over him. He snapped his fingers. That is it! Spametton. Fred moves thru the forest like a slinky snake. He is running out of breath and his chest is wheezing, but he doesn't stop. He finally reaches the Cyber District. He knocks on the tallest buildings in the district. It is covered in bright neon lights and the building itself is a deep purple-ish black. The second tallest building is right next to Spametton's tower. It has no lights and is pitch black. That one belongs to Gyro Gears, Spametton's greatest enemy. He is also the biggest threat to Funk Island. But he never really does too much harm. His ass always gets kicked anyways. Fred aggresively knocks on the door, hoping to be heard.

"PLEASE YOU MUST HELP ME UJEUURHUHEUHRU" Fred aggresively waves him arm. He begins to tell Spametton his whole day as dramtically as possible. He needed Spametton to feel bad for him. Spametton nodded empathetically. He knew what it was like to be swarmed with paprazzi. Maybe not pantie stealers though. Spametton allows Fred into his abode. It is bright and coloful with neon lights. It stings Fred's eyes at first, but he eventually got used to it. Instead of where he would expect a front desk to be, it was a small mini bar, that was reserved for Spametton only. Spametton went behind the bar and began making a warm drink. He handed the drink over to Fred. Fred was unsure what the warm drink was, but he drank it anyway. It was sweet and smooth and tasted of cinnamon. It was very cozy here. Fred will be sure to enjoy his time here.

Okay baddie B. ttyl