It was Spamton's day off. Jevil was in the living room, laying on the floor and coloring. Spamton, however, was leaning against the wall, on a business call on the landline.

The small puppet soon put the phone back onto the landline, poking his head into the living room to look at Jevil as he spoke.

"I'm going shopping.. Want to [Join]?"Spamton asked, walking over to the childish jester.

Jevil perked up. He immediately stood up, bouncing on the balls of his feet."Yeah! Let's go, go!"

The two walked around the store for a while, eventually ending up in the pasta aisle. Lots of people recognized them—Both for totally different reasons—As Spamton's a 'Big Shot' and Jevil's a 'Crazy murderous jester', as deemed by the public.

Spamton grabbed and looked at items, while Jevil held onto Spamton's arm and hummed 'Toy Box'.

After a minute or two, a middle aged woman and her son, who looked no older than twelve, walked into the aisle and stood across from them. The woman browsed for a while, before she eventually noticed the two darkners behind her. She grabbed her son's wrist and stomped over to the couple with her son in tow."Excuse me?!"