Watee: Maetee, could you explain why we have over 100 apples in our kitchen?
Maetee: Yeah, they're mine.
Watee: ...Because?
Maetee: I'm trying to see how many apples I have to eat to keep everyone of all professions away from me and not just doctors.
Maetee: So far, it's not 17.
Maetee: *takes a bite of an apple*
Watee: *walks away in done with this idiot*
Maetee: 18 is looking promising.
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Chaos
FanfictionJust incorrect quotes or random and stupid things that came to my mind(or I found somewhere)
