Phil: Soooo, do you wanna hang out with us at Mcdonald's?
Techno: My heart says yes, but my anxiety says no
Phil: All I heard was yes come oN LET'S GO IN THE BALL PIT
Techno: PHIL MY ANXIETY SAYS NO
Phil: B A L L P I T
_-_NEXT_-_
Tommy: You need to stop mixing Shaxperian English and Modern English. It's confusing
Tubbo: I swear to the heavens, if't be true thee sayeth one more word, I shall yet thee across the cubiculo
Tommy: What the fuck
_-_NEXT_-_
Awesamdude: That's it your grounded! Quackity, no fiance's! Ghostbur, no blue, and Tommy... is there anything you like? (besides Tubbo)
Tommy: Vengeance
Awesamdude: No vengeance for you
Tommy: I was about to say 'i'll get you for this but I guess that's off the table.
_-_NEXT_-_
Ant: WHY. why did you give Skeppy a KNIFE?!
Bad: I'm sorry. They said they felt unsafe.
Ant: Now I feel unsafe!
Bad: I'm sorry.
Bad: ... would you like a knife?
_-_NEXT_-_
Dream: You have to apologize to George
Sapnap: Fine.
Sapnap: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.
_-_NEXT_-_
*Tommy and Tubbo sitting in jail together*
Tubbo: So who should we call?
Tommy: I'd call Phil, but I feel safer in jail
_-_NEXT_-_
Karl: So what's for dinner?
Quackity, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.
_-_NEXT_-_
Dream: I'm going to defeat you with the power of friendship! ... And this knife I found.
