Wither: Sorry I'm late, I was doing things.
Skel: Hi, I'm 'things'.
Wither: You look good in that hoodie.
Skel: You know where else I'd look good?
Wither, zero hesitation: My bed.
Skel, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?
Wither: What are you in the mood for?
Skel: World domination.
Wither: That's a bit ambitious.
Skel: You are my world.
Wither: Aww...
Skel:
Wither:
Skel:
Wither: OH.
Wither: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this...
Skel: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card?
Wither: Holy moly-
Wither: Hey, I'm getting in the shower. Wanna help me out?
Skel: ...Have you never taken a shower before?
Stray, bursting into the room: You two are having s**!
Wither, not looking up from their book: Really? Skel, why didn't you tell me? I would have put my book down.
Skel: When I was married, you know what Wither often said to me?
Stray: Please stop sleeping with other people?
Stray: Who do we know that has handcuffs?
Wither: Well Skel and I-
Skel: *elbows Wither*
Wither: ...wouldn't know.
Wither: Skel! I can't do this stupid math!
Skel: What's the math problem?
Wither: Well, we have to add the bed, subtract the clothes divide the legs, and hope we don't multiply.
Husk, covering Stray's ears, while Skel smacks Wither upside the head: Not going to lie that was hella smooth.
Husk: I sleep with a gun under my pillow.
Stray: I sleep with a knife.
Wither: Both of you are pathetic.
Husk: Oh yeah? What do you sleep with?
Wither: Skel.
Skel: Well, Wither and I finally did it!
The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*
Skel: That's right... We kissed!
Wither: Bonjour, Skel. Voulez–vous coucher avec moi?
Skel: No, I don't want to sleep with you.
Wither: Is that what that means? Oh, man, I had a really gross tennis instructor.
(Wither sucks in French and he's French like wth?)
Wither: As top in this relationship, I think we should-
Skel: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me.
Wither: Wow, Skel, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.
Skel: We literally slept together yesterday.
Wither: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.
*At a speed dating event*
Skel: Oh wow, people are really shallow.
Wither: Consider it a background check. For example: Do you have a death certificate?
Skel: *Checks their pulse* Sorry, not yet.
Wither: Good, I'm not f***ing a ghost again.
Skel: Do you think s** without love is a sin?
Wither: If it is, I'll see you in hell.
Wither: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right?
Skel: Nope, there's 26.
Wither: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T.
Skel: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one.
Wither: You'll get the D later ;).
Skel: I feel like doing something stupid.
Wither: I'm stupid, do me.
Skel: What's your body count?
Wither: Do you mean s** or murder?
Skel, turning to Wither: Stop calling yourself hot, the only thing you can turn on is the microwave.
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FanfictionLast updated: 1/9/23 Ships included: Zombie x Pigman Wither x Skeleton Husk x Stray Book for Monster School fans! Rankings: (updated on 3/9/23) #137 in zombie out of 26.3k stories #29 in Herobrine out of 3.9k stories #24 in skeleton out of 4.4K sto...