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“CORAN IS COMING TOO?” Pidge yelled into the phone after Allura stated the news.

“Yes sorry that was the only way to convince my dad to go, and he is That bad anyways, I think you’ll like him.”

“But it was just supposed to be us three, and how are we supposed to find Matt when Coran will be there he always questions things and he tries to make things Fun but he just makes them worse.”

“Pidge or Katie I assure you that Coran will be of help and not a bother ok calm down.”

“Alright I’m sorry I’m just stressed today with all this leaving the country stuff, which my passport is kinda old how long do they last? And also Matt showing up and school and Lance being Lance and this stupid crush thing it’s just been getting harder and harder to juggle these things.”

“10 years I think, but it’s fine just trust me.”

“Phew got it when I 12, I do I just am scared.”

Brendon💦 was changed to Keith

Sharpshooter: I WANNA DIE

Keith: Bro same
Sharpshooter: Did you just bro me

Keith: YEET

Sharpshooter: Wtf

Keith: According to all known laws
of aviation,
there is no way a bee
should be able to fly.
Its wings are too small to get
its fat little body off the ground.
The bee, of course, flies anyway
because bees don't care
what humans think is impossible.

Sharpshooter: NOOOOO NOT this THIS IS WHAT CAUSES BEASTIUALITY

Keith: Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Ooh, black and yellow!
Let's shake it up a little.
Barry! Breakfast is ready!
Ooming!
Hang on a second
Hello?
- Barry?
- Adam?
- Oan you believe this is happening?
- I can't. I'll pick you up.
Looking sharp.
Use the stairs. Your father
paid good money for those.
Sorry. I'm excited.

Sharpshooter: I’ll block you

Keith: Here's the graduate.
We're very proud of you, son.
A perfect report card, all B's.
Very proud
Ma! I got a thing going here.
- You got lint on your fuzz.
- Ow! That's me!
- Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
- Bye!
Barry, I told you,
stop flying in the house!
- Hey, Adam.
- Hey, Barry.
- Is that fuzz gel?
- A little. Special day, graduation.
Never thought I'd make it.
Three days grade school,
three days high school.
Those were awkward.
Three days college. I'm glad I took
a day and hitchhiked around the hive.
You did come back different.
- Hi, Barry.
- Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
- Hear about Frankie?
- Yeah.
- You going to the funeral?
- No, I'm not going.
Everybody knows,
sting someone, you die.
Don't waste it on a squirrel.
Such a hothead.
I guess he could have
just gotten out of the way.
I love this incorporating
an amusement park into our day.
That's why we don't need vacations.
Boy, quite a bit of pomp...
under the circumstances.
- Well, Adam, today we are men.
- We are!
- Bee-men.
- Amen!
Hallelujah!
Students, faculty, distinguished bees,
please welcome Dean Buzzwell.
Welcome, New Hive City
graduating class of...
...9:15
That concludes our ceremonies.
And begins your career
at Honex Industries!
Will we pick our job today?
I heard it's just orientation.
Heads up! Here we go.
Keep your hands and antennas
inside the tram at all times.
Sharpshooter: KEITH STOP

Keith; No regrets

Sharpshooter; YOu're CancellED

Keith: No U

Sharpshooter:Is this keith or Str8 Keith

Keith: Bruh really I went on the internet for more than 6 hours and now I’m fucked

Keith: Also I’m at the Library bro where r u

Sharpshooter: I don’t think that’s how it works

Sharpshooter: and yeah I’m almost there

Keith: It is

Keith: Aw I see your dumbass

Sharpshooter: Shut up asshole

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