Abby: *is sad*
Amy: CODE RED CODE RED
Chase: Kai, hold her hand, I'll get snacks!!
Rachel: I'll turn on a movie!
Linda: *aggressively wraps Abby in a fluffy blanket*
Abby: :)
Everyone: *sighs in relief*
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Shintaro: Chase, no!
Chase, standing still: What?!
Shintaro: Sorry, force of habit. Amy, no!
Amy: Not me either, dude.
Shintaro: Oh...
Shintaro: Then who lit the kitchen on fire?
Falte: *silent in the corner*
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Linda: I know we don't always see eye to eye with things-
Chase: That's because you're too short
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Thorn: You're violent
Linda: Yeah, but I'm short, so apparently it's adorable
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Moon: What's the worst decision you've ever made?
Chase: Insulting Kai in front of Abby
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Falte: You can't make everyone like you. You're not Abby.
Thorn: Not everyone likes Abby.
Falte: Who doesn't?
Thorn: Well-
Falte: Names, now. Give me their names.
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[before Kai and Abby got together]
Kai: I do not have a crush on Abby!
Kai: She's just someone I stare at and think about all the time and when she's not there it ruins my day
Falte: *facepalms*
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Linda, completely disgusted: ew
Linda: people
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Chase: I failed the safety course today
Kai: Why? What happened?
Chase: Well, one of the questions was "In case of a fire, what steps would you take?"
Kai: And?
Chase: And apparently "FREAKING LARGE ONES" isn't an acceptable answer
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Amy: Okay but, if you think about it, the process of singing the birthday song and cutting the cake is extremely satanic
Shintaro: Um no? How is it satanic?
Chase, reading: "A small gathering of people huddle around an object of fire, chanting ritualistically a repetitive song in unison until the fire is blown out and a knife is stabbed into the object"
Amy: Satan gets a little stronger every time a birthday ritual is preformed
Abby, terrified while Kai is hugging with her with an >:o expression: Can we please not do this on my birthday
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Shintaro: Where's Kai?
Chase: He's taking a short nap
Shintaro: *proud*
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Falte, shouting from the kitchen: Pots and pans are not supposed to be squishy, right?
Shintaro, reading on the couch: Right.
Falte, walks in: *holds up a partially melted pan* So, that this happened is weird, right?
Shintaro, without even blinking: That's impossible. Congratulations.
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Shintaro: *walks into the kitchen*
Falte, cooking an egg directly on the stove-top without a pan or any other sort of barrier between the raw egg and the heating implement: Good morning Shintaro!
Shintaro: *turns around and walks back out of the kitchen*
(Huh, two Falte's-horrible-cooking-skills ones! XD)
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Abby: So what did the paper in your fortune cookie say?
Chase, eating the whole cookie: The what in my what-
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COMIC STRIP COMING SOON!!!
