Bella: Lana and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us.
Nightfoxx: What did you do?
Bella: They chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and-
Lana: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel?
Lana: No more making fun of me when I misuse dated cultural references, alright? Are we cowabunga on this?
Steak, sighing: Fine. We're cowabunga.
Booshot: Operation no more distractions is a go!
*not even 10 seconds later*
Booshot: Oh, look! A butterfly!
(his dog side took over during this 💀)
Steak: Punch me in the face.
Lana: ...Punch you?
Steak: Yes, punch me, didn't you hear me?
Lana: I always hear 'punch me in the face' while you're speaking but it's usually just subtext.
Booshot: How does one turn their emotions off?
Lana: Okay, so first go to settings.
Lana: I'm a fucking idiot, I thought that said emojis at first.
Booshot: No, I'm still willing to try this, go ahead. I'm at settings, what do I do next?
Booshot: I've been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.
Bella: Wow. They sound stupid.
Booshot: But they're not. They're really smart actually. Just dense.
Bella: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don't know... "Hey! I love you!"
Booshot: I guess you're right. Hey Bella, I love you.
Bella: See! Just say that!
Booshot: Holy fucking shit.
Bella: If that flies over their head then, sorry Booshot, but they're too dumb for you.
Booshot: Bella.
Kreek, texting: Answer your phone
Steak, texting back: Wait a minute, I can't find my phone
Kreek: Understood
Kreek, 5 minutes later: You're a terrible person. You know you're killing me. You're killing me, Steak.
Nightfoxx: What's wrong with you?
Lana: Off the top of my head, I'd say low self-esteem, a lack of paternal affection, and a genetic predisposition for anxiety and depression.
Nightfoxx: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.
Dexter: Killed without hesitation.
Booshot: You know, Steak, when you generalize, you tell general... lies.
Steak: ...
Steak: Are you trying to teach me moral lessons through puns.
*The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one*
Nightfoxx: I will not let you down.
Booshot: Sounds fun.
Lana: K.
Bella: No, I'm fucking not.
Steak: Do I have to be?
Kreek: Please god, I am so tired.
Lana, about a fight between Steak and Nightfoxx: It scares me how many knives were involved.
Dexter: There... weren't any knives involved though?
Lana: That's what scares me.
Nightfoxx: Tell me a little about yourself.
Steak: I'd rather not, I really like this group.
Booshot: You're pathetic!
Bella: You're pathetic-er!
Steak: You're both losers.
Lana: ...This is one of those moments where it doesn't really matter what I have to say, isn't it?
Nightfoxx: Bottling up negative emotions is bad for your health, so you shouldn't do it.
Booshot: I know, that's why I bottle up all my emotions, both positive and negative, so it cancels out.
Nightfoxx: Th-that's not how that works-
Nightfoxx: Why cant trees give off something important like wifi??
Booshot: So fuck oxygen, I guess.
*In a group chat* Nightfoxx: A pegan just flew into my window.
Lana: Pegan?
Dexter: A what?
Kreek: Ah yes, my favourite bird, Pegan.
Booshot: I thought you said penguin for a second, LMAO!
Kreek: Just a normal day with flying penguins crashing into my window.
Booshot: You have pigeons flying into your window? Can't relate, I have penguins flying into my window.
Nightfoxx: I literally just made a typo-
Lana: *falls down the stairs*
Bella: Are you okay?
Kreek: Stop falling down the stairs!
Steak: How'd the ground taste?
Booshot: I'm allergic to death.
Kreek: Could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective?
Dexter: *crouches down*
Nightfoxx: *kneels down*
Lana: *sits on the floor*
Kreek:
Kreek: I hate all of you.
Booshot: Ugh, crushes are so dumb.
Bella: I know. Whenever I'm near the person I like I just start acting stupid.
Booshot: But you're always acting stupid?
Bella: ...
Bella: Yeah, don't think about that too hard.
Kreek: So we're gonna read what we wrote down so we can tell everyone in the class something about ourselves.
Booshot: Okay, my name is Booshot but you can refer to me as Lord Farquad.
Kreek: Okay that's not happening- how about you!
Lana: I'm Lana and I like the movie White Chicks!
Kreek: ...Okay... whatever, I respect that.
Dexter: My name is Dexter and I hate this place, it actually sucks here...
Kreek: Okay... and you...
Nightfoxx: *nervous* Uhhh my name is Nightfoxx and my favorite color is... math.
Booshot: We need to distract these guys.
Lana: Leave it to me.
Lana: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.
Nightfoxx & Kreek: *immediately begin arguing*
Steak: School sucks.
Nightfoxx: I know, but you have to do it so you can get a job.
Steak: What are jobs like?
Nightfoxx: They suck.
Booshot: You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun.
Booshot: That's why I own TEN guns.
Booshot: Just in case some maniac tries to sneak in with a ladder.
Kreek: Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bakey!
Bella: But I'm a vegan.
Kreek: Wakey Wakey Vegetables and Sadness.
Steak: Hello, I'm Steak. I work at a shop now. Here to help. Look, they gave me a badge with my name on it in case I forget it. Very helpful, as that does happen.
Booshot: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail.
Steak: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station.
Booshot: The ritual. To preform it requires a sacrifice.
Nightfoxx: Sacrifice? I nominate Kreek.
Kreek: Wait, what?
Nightfoxx: Because you're little, you'll fit on a barbecue.
Kreek: I'm 5'9, it's like average height in most of the world!
Booshot: Its not that kind of of sacrifice guys!
Lana: Do you know a turtles only weakness?
Bella: No... well, their slowness.
Lana: Their weaknesss is they can't roll over when they are on their backs.
Lana: Now I have a plan.
Lana: If I duct tape two turtles together, they'll be unstoppable.
