Part 1

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by Purplenovabella

by Purplenovabella

Quinton talking about his dad: the alarm went off before we could even talk

Faker: awh That's too bad man. But, at least you have people who wanna come and visit you. My family hasn't been to see me since my trial, you kill 9 people and suddenly they "don't know who you are anymore.

Hart: I'm going to ask you to be respectful.

Kite: I will politely decline.

Kite: I feel like I could have been bitchier and missed an opportunity.

Kite:*pissed off at his dad*There are one million, thirteen thousand, one hundred, and fifty words in the entire English dialect and yet, there is not a single combination of them that describes my urge to hit you with a chair.

Kite: Are you trying to get on my bad side?

Quinton: You mean, this was your good side?

Quinton: Do you play any sports?

Kite: I run away from my feelings.

Kite to Faker: If karma doesn't hit you, I fucking will.

Kite: I have no respect for Santa. Don't sneak in through the chimney and undermine my authority by bringing my brother presents. Walk in through the front door and fight me like a man.

Hart: OH NO! GIANT FLYING SHEEP.

Kite: ...those are clouds.

Hart: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Faker: Y'know, sometimes I think you don't take me seriously

Kite: Really? There are times you think I DO?

Hart: "You could pour hot soup in my lap and I'll probably apologize to you."

sometime in the future with the Tenjo boys

Kite:*traps a spider under a cup*

Hart: *appears with two identical cups*

Kite: W-wait, no –

Hart: *begins shuffling them*

Hart: I need a drink.

Hart: *pours apple juice into a wine glass*