Twenty-Two

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Thyme, gently nudging MJ aside with his foot: MJ, move out of the way so I don't trip on you.
MJ, his eyes enormous: You kick MJ? You kick his body like the football? Oh! Oh! Jail for Thyme! Jail for Thyme for one thousand years!

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Kaning: Y/N just asked me if I wanted to go to bed but instead it came out "do you need to use the sleep?"
Kaning: and then they just kinda looked really horrified at themselves and whispered:
Y/N: "Maybe I need to use the sleep."

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Y/N: *slams books down in front of Gorya*
Y/N: Boil up some Mountain Dew. It's gonna be a long night.
Gorya: You could of said literally anything else.
Y/N: Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, Baja Blast to fuel my trouble.
Gorya: I'm going to just stop challenging you when you say random sht. I won't win. I realize this now.

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Thyme: If I was married to you I would put poison in your coffee.
Gorya: If I was married to you I'd drink it.

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Thyme: What the fck is with english teachers and being like; "write a story about a deep and personal memory that impacted your life". Ma'am, if I do that you're going to send me to the counselor's office.

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Y/N, ordering coffee: I'd like a light roast.
MJ: You're kinda ugly.

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Kavin: How are you today?
Y/N: Please don't make me think about my life.

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Mira: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.
Ren: Killed without hesitation.

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Glakao: I wish I could control wasps and bees to sting my enemies.
Gorya: You're too young to have enemies.
Glakao: You don't even know.

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Y/N: I'll offer you some friendly advice-
Thyme: I don't want your advice.
Y/N: Well, then consider it unfriendly advice.
Y/N: Stop making Gorya mad, more kicks and you won't be able to have children.

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Kavin: I lost Y/N.
MJ: How did you LOSE Y/N?!
Kavin: To be fair, they are very small.

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MJ: Hey, Thyme. Why did the chicken cross the road?
Thyme: To get to the other side?
MJ: You were supposed to say "I dunno, why?"
Thyme: Uh... fine. I don't know. Why did it cross the road?
MJ: To get to the idiot's house.
Thyme: ...Ok?
Kavin: Hey, Thyme. Knock knock.
Thyme: No.
Kavin: You were supposed to say "who's there?"
Thyme: Fine... let's get this over with. Who's there?
Kavin: The chicken.
Thyme:
MJ:
Kavin:
Thyme: Listen here you little shts-

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Thyme: I need you.
Y/N: For?
Thyme: For ever.
Y/N, voice cracking: Okay.

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Y/N: Did Thyme just say he loved me for the first time?
Kaning: Yeah, he did.
Y/N: And did I just do finger guns back?
Kaning; Yeah, you did.

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Y/N: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this...
MJ: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card?
Y/N: Holy moly-

*̊˙˚˙⑅*❀❀*⑅。・:*。・:*

Y/N: I love you and all your flaws.
Thyme: What flaws?!

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Kaning: *eating a cinnamon roll*
Gorya: Cannibalism.
Kaning: *confused chewing noises*

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Thyme: Y/N, what does IDK, ILY, and TTYL mean?
Y/N: I don't know, I love you, talk to you later.
Thyme: Alright, I love you too, I'll ask Ren.
Y/N: Wait- Thyme, no-

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MJ: Apologies for being a complete freak, but does anyone else sometimes go up stairs on all fours if no ones around to see it?
Thyme: ...
Ren: ...
Kavin: ...?
MJ: Awesome. We are normal. We are so normal.

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Kaning: Why is Kavin crying on the floor?
Gorya: He took one of those 'what person are you?' quizzes.
Kaning: And?
Gorya: He got Tesla.

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Kavin: Kaning, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason.
Kaning, wearing a hoodie that's 5 times bigger than her size: Spooky.

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Y/N: 1. Grow up and have children.
Y/N: 2. Hide babies all around the house.
Y/N: 3. When my kid asks "Where do babies come from?" Respond with "Where DON'T babies come from?" and pull one out of a cabinet.
Gorya: Example number 24876 of why Y/N shouldn't have children.

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Ren: Yesterday at Target the cashier said "Your receipt is in the bag" and I responded with "You too." So I've been dealing with that for the past 18 hours but I'm slowly coming to terms with it which is cool.

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Thyme, as a kid: Here comes the lightning!
Thyme, whispering: You've got to imagine it coming out my fingertips, wherein I am an almighty wizard.
Ren: Ok, currently imagining that. Hmm, not bad. Not bad at all.

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Kavin: New year, same me. Because I'm perfect.

*̊˙˚˙⑅*❀❀*⑅。・:*。・:*

Glakao: And what do I get out of this?
Y/N: I will give you a dollar.
Glakao: What do you think I am? A chump? I would never do it for a dollar!
Y/N: How bout two dollars?
Glakao: You got yourself a deal.

*̊˙˚˙⑅*❀❀*⑅。・:*。・:*

Ren: Swear words are illegal now. If you say one you'll be fined.
Y/N: Heck.
Ren: You're on thin fcking ice.
Ren: Oh no-

*̊˙˚˙⑅*❀❀*⑅。・:*。・:*

Thyme: I do two things and two things only. I devastate sorry motherfckers, and get sht done as an awesome leader.

*̊˙˚˙⑅*❀❀*⑅。・:*。・:*

Y/N: Dmn, the power went out.
MJ: Don't worry, I got this.
MJ: *stomps foot*
Y/N: What-?
MJ: *Sketchers light up*

*̊˙˚˙⑅*❀❀*⑅。・:*。・:*

Glakao: Holy sht, Thyme, do you know what this means?!
Thyme: Kid, whenever you start doing this, nobody knows what you mean.

*̊˙˚˙⑅*❀❀*⑅。・:*。・:*

Kavin: What's even the point of using a spoon for soup? Why don't we just always drink it?
MJ: Perhaps the spoon is there to keep us humble. To meter ourselves, lest we get lost in the passion of soup.

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