Mania: Oh hey it's Washington.
Phillip: -gasp- Did he get me the stuff?
Mania: Yeah! He said he got you the clown costume, the power drill and 13 gallons of blood.
Phillip: Wow- where'd he find 12 gallons of fake blood?
Mania: Y-You
Mania: Y-You wanted fake blood?
Phillip/Theodosia/Amelie: -COLLECTIVE LOOK OF CONCERN-
Mania: ...I'll uh... go call Wash... -SPRINTS-
-bonus!-
Washington: He wanted FAKE BLOOD?
Mania: HE DIDNT SPECIFY!!
Washington: JESUS FUCKING- -angry demon noises- GODDAMMIT
Mania: -slaps Alex and John upside the head-
John/Alex: Owch-!
Mania: This is what you get for conceiving a child that doesn't specify shit.
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Fishi's Big Book O Bullshit!
Fanfiction(Cover art not mine) OH CRACK MEMES, HEAD CANONS, AND CRACK DOODLES GALORE. OH WHAT DOES MS. FISHI HAVE IN STORE??? NOT COMPELTED (I did not mean for that to rhyme but it was AWESOME)
