Tubbo: *Screams*
Tommy: *Screams louder to assert dominance*
Ranboo: Should we do something?!
Techno, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.
o0o
Tommy, setting down a card: Ace of spades
Tubbo, pulling out an Uno card: +4
Ranboo, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you
Techno, trembling: What are we playing
o0o
Techno: How did none of you hear what I just said?
Tubbo: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.
Ranboo: I got distracted about halfway through.
Tommy: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.
o0o
Tommy: If you had to choose between Ranboo and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?
Tubbo: That depends, how much money are we taking about?
Ranboo: Tubbo!
Tommy: 63 cents.
Tubbo: I'll take the money.
Ranboo: Tubbo!!!
o0o
Tommy: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life
Tubbo: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?
Tommy: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.
Ranboo: edible
o0o
Wilbur: We need to get through this locked door. Philza, give me your credit card.
Philza: Here.
Wilbur, pocketing it: Thanks. Techno, kick down the door.
o0o
Wilbur: Here's a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.
Philza: Wilbur no.
Techno: Mistlefoe.
Philza: Please stop encouraging him.
o0o
Wilbur: You are now one day closer to eating your next plate of nachos.
Philza: That's the most hopeful thing I've ever heard.
Techno: But what if I die tomorrow and never eat any nachos?
Ranboo: Then tomorrow is nacho lucky day.
o0o
Wilbur: I think we're missing something.
Philza: Teamwork?
Techno: Cohesion?
Ranboo: A general sense of what we're doing?
o0o
Niki, to Tommy: My life is in the hands of an idiot!
Tommy, motioning to themself and Ranboo: No no no no no, TWO idiots!
o0o
The girlboss squad is trying to con some random guy
Niki: Um, Tommy, why are you pretending I'm this guy's family?
Tommy: We need money!
Niki: You're scamming him?
Tommy: I was thinking more like flat-out stealing from him?
Niki: What?! No way!
Tommy: Why not? We already stole Ranboo!
Ranboo: Hey guys
Niki: No, we didn't. Ranboo can think and talk for themself, they can do whatever they want!
Ranboo: I wanna steal
o0o
Niki: Please bring home PURIFIED water with NO minerals added for taste
Tommy: We got spring water
Niki: NO.
Ranboo: with EXTRA minerals
Tommy: it's like licking a stalagmite
Niki: DON'T COME HOME.
Ranboo: Mmmmm cave water
o0o
Niki: Gatekeep, Girlboss, Gaslight
Tommy: Malewife, Mansplain, Murder
o0o
Phil: You have no choice.
Ranboo: But-
Phill: You. Have. No. Choice.
o0o
Tommy: Stop taking the fucking food.
The Crows: Our food.
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