A/N - Hope you all enjoy this!!! Fanart is not mine, so please give all credit of the art to the artist!!!!
Wilbur: *Takes a sip of milk and gags*
Wilbur: Oh my god, is this expired?
Wilbur: *Takes another sip of milk*
Skeppy, holding a gun: If the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVERS CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK.
Ranboo: *Gives a bouquet to Sam*
Sam: You know I'm allergic.
Ranboo: That's the point.
Bad: You played me!
Skeppy: Like the cheap kazoo you are!
Tubbo: Did you wash the dishes?
Ranboo: I thought you wanted to do that...
Tubbo: *chuckles* You were WRONG.
Tubbo: Don't go to the kitchen.
Ranboo: Why?
Tubbo: I saw a spider.
Ranboo: Well, did you kill it?
Tubbo: It has 8 arms and I only have 2, it's not fair...
Ranboo, tearing up the room: Where are they?
Ranboo, looking under a pillow: Who moved them? Who moved my children?
Ranboo : Somebody moved my M&M's, and now I am going to start killing.
Quackity: You... you said I could trust you!!
Quackity: You said you were a GAMER!!!
Wilbur: Quackity... I only play mobile games.
Quackity: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Wilbur: *shoves their hand in the slot of a toaster*
Quackity: ...
Wilbur: ...I get confused sometimes.
Quackity: Me too.
Tommy: You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun.
Tommy: That's why I own TEN guns.
Tommy: Just in case some maniac tries to sneak in with a ladder.
Ranboo: How was your day, Tommy?
Tommy: Yeah, fine, it's anti-bullying week at school.
Ranboo: Oh? And what does that mean?
Tommy: It means I can't bully anyone for a whole week.
Ranboo: Stop setting things on fire because you're curious about what will happen. What will happen is fire.
Tommy: But what if something else happens just this one time.
Tommy: I've been here in jail so long I think I've lost my mind.
Tommy: The days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months.
Tommy: How long have I been in here now? Almost a year?
Ranboo: This is Monopoly.
Philza: Damn, the power went out.
Tommy: Don't worry, I got this.
Tommy: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*
Philza: What-?
Tommy: I swallowed a glow stick! Tubbo taught me how!
Philza, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-
Tommy: If you water 'water', it grows.
Wilbur: ...What.
Philza: He's got a point.
Techno: I called you like ten times! Why didn't you pick up?
Wilbur: *remembers dancing to the ringtone*
Wilbur: I didn't hear it.
Techno: The waiter at Olive Garden has been grating my cheese for 6 hours now, waiting for me to say when. Customers are screaming. Three people have died.
Techno: I will not yield.
Dream: If by any chance Techno should attack, just start calmly talking about anything.
Dream: Do you ever wonder why you're still single?
Wilbur, eating mayonnaise straight out of the jar with a spoon: Yeah... I mean, I'm perfect! Who wouldn't want to date me?
Dream, sighing: I can name a few people...
Dream: Any tips on how to make someone like me?
Techno: Try to make them laugh all the time.
Dream: Oh, wow! You actually help me for once, and it's even good advice!
Techno: Yeah, the more they laugh, the more time they spend with their eyes closed, so it'd be easier.
Dream: Are you ever going to listen to me?
Punz: Yes. Absolutely.
Dream: When?
Punz: When you're right.
Schlatt: Maybe the true treasure was friendship all along. But I hope not, because I can't spend friendship on new clothes
Punz: Is that a gun?!
Dream: It's not what it looks like!
Punz: It looks like a gun!
Dream: Okay, maybe it is what it looks like, but in my defense, it doesn't have anymore bullets, so I technically can't shoot it anymore.
Punz: ...ANYMORE?!
