[RE-WRITTEN IN A NEW BOOK] "May I have this dance?" || SkepHalo (Royal AU)

Chapter ? - MIHDT cast on crack ( VERY late 300 views special)

The characters are based on how I wrote them in the book, not how they are in real life.
~Author

Quackity: I was thinking I'd do some magic-
Cara: You? Magic? Alex, it says talent show.
(I imagine Puffy and Quackity having a friendly rivalry, for some reason)

Zak: How's the most beautiful person here~?
Bad, looking up from the book Zak gave him: I don't know, how are they~?
Zak, flustered: I-
Y/n, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks!

Quackity, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him
Bad: You did WHAT-
Puffy: William Snakepeare

Zak: Look. I may not be a saint, but it's not like I've killed anybody. I'm not an arsonist. I've never found a wallet outside of an IHOP and thought about returning it but saw the owner lived out of state so just took the cash and dropped the wallet back on the ground.
Dream: Okay, that's really specific, and that makes me think that you definitely did do that.

Y/n: Schrödinger's cat is overrated. If you wanna see something that's both dead and alive you can talk to me any time of the day.

Shapeshifter: *transforms to look like Zak*
Zak: Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair you're like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a constant 10.

Healing team: How do I deal with my enemies?
Offence team: Kill them
Healing team: That's a bit extreme, I was hoping for a more passive solution
Offence team: Kill them only a little?

Zak, after a divorce- I mean, argument: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I'M SORRY]
Bad: What's that?
Zak: Remorse code.
Bad: I'm even angrier now.

Author: I've already sent good vibes your way... they're coming. Theres nothing you can do to stop them.
Y/n: This is the most threatening way I've ever been cheered up.

Author: Don't worry, I know exactly what I'm doing. Everything is going to be fine!
Y/n: How can you still say that?
Author: Because sometimes, when things get though, denial is all we have.

Author: I slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so lets go for 12 more just incase.
Y/n: Author, that's a coma.
Author: Sounds festive.

Author: Do you have any skeletons in your closet?
Y/n: You mean literally or figuratively?
Author: Honestly, the fact that I have to specify...

Quackity : Whaddya call a fish with no eye?
Bad, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons
Quackity:
Quackity: fsh

Puffy, struggling to keep upright in her 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don't really think heels are for me
Quackity, pointing at her and somehow walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.

Zak: Lol heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this lmfao
Zmom and Zdad: What did you do?
Zak: A MISTAKE

Puffy, trying to be positive: Things could be worse, you know! We're just...lost. In a forest. Without any indication of where we are.
Y/n: How?
Puffy: How what?
Y/n: How could they be worse?
Puffy: They couldn't, I lied.
Y/n:

Author, banging on the door: Y/n! Open up!
Y/n: Well, it all started when I was a kid...
Dream: No, he meant-
Author: Let them finish.

Bad, about Y/n: Apparently we're getting someone new in the group.
Cara: Are we stealing them?
Alex: New or used?
Bad: Wonderful responses, both of you.

Y/n: You are now one day closer to eating your next plate of nachos.
Bad: That's the most hopeful thing I've ever heard.
Zak: But what if I die tomorrow and never eat any nachos?
Alex: Then tomorrow is nacho lucky day.
Author: Get out.

Author: Truth or dare?
Zak: Dare
Author: I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room
Zak: Hey Bad?
Bad, blushing: Yeah?
Zak: Could you move? I'm trying to get to the mirror.

Author and Y/n are sitting on a bench
Bad: Why do you guys look so sad?
Author: Sit down with us so we can tell you.
*Bad sits down*
Y/n: The bench is freshly painted.

Y/n: Why is Puffy so sad?
Bad: She took one of those "Which MCYT Are You?" quizzes
Y/n: And...?
Bad: She got Quackity.

Zak: I just ended a four year relationship.
Bad: Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
Zak: Hm? Oh yeah, I'm fine. It wasn't my relationship.
*Dream and George fighting in another kingdom*

Quackity, pointing: May I sit there?
Karl: That's my lap
Quackity: That doesn't answer my question, Karl.
Sapnap, from another room: Me next!

Puffy: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail
Quackity: No it's my fault, I shouldn't've used my one phone call to prank call the police

Author: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?
Bad: Does anyone in this group ever think before they speak.

*Bad and Quackity skipping stones on lake*
Bad: It's such a beautiful evening.
Quackity, whispering: Take that you fucking lake

Author: Y/n! My face is on fire!
Y/n: Author! Are you ok?!
Author: Oh yes, I'm fine. I just said that to make sure you'd come in here quickly.
Y/n: But your face is on fire.
Author: I know.

Y/n, motioning to a Halloween display: All these ghosts! All these ghosts! I still can't find a boo.

Bad: If you bite it and you die, it's poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it's venomous.
Zak: What if it bites me and it dies!?
Bad: Then you're poisonous. Oh my goodness, Skeppy, learn to listen.
Author : What if it bites itself and I die?
Bad: That's voodoo.
Puffy: What if it bites me and someone else dies?
Bad: That's correlation, not causation.
Y/n: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die?
Quackity: That's kinky.
Bad: Oh my goodness.

Author: Dumbest scar stories, go!
Zak: I burned my tongue once drinking tea.
Cara: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and burned it.
Bad: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade.
Author: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it on my hand and I got a really bad burn.
Y/n:
Y/n: I have emotional scars.

Bad: Hewwo.
Zak: Hihiiiiii!
Techno: Greetings, Humans.
Author: Three kinds of people.
Y/n: I want pudding.
Author: Four kinds of people.
Tommy, who's here for some reason: WHAT'S UP FUCKERS?
Author: Five kinds of people.