A/N - All credit of art to the artist please!!!
Sapnap: *Laughs* Babe, you had a crush on me? That's embarrassing—
Dream: We're married.
Sapnap: What kinds of sounds annoy you?
George: Are we talking real sounds or imaginary ones?
Sapnap, now interested: Let's say imaginary.
George: Spiders wearing flip flops.
Wilbur: Things will get better!
The Squad:
Wilbur: Okay, maybe they won't.
Wilbur: But they will be terrible in new and interesting ways!
Techno: I'm sick and tired of being called 'mortal' like, you don't know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It's rude.
Tommy: Ranboo, my old friend!
Ranboo: I think you tried to kill me at some point.
Tommy: That was obviously just my way of getting to know you.
Ranboo, in the hospital: Will you visit me when I get out?
Tommy: Lol nah, I hate graveyards.
Tubbo: Do you think I'm ugly?
Ranboo: It's not about looks, Tubbo. What's valuable is on the inside...
Tubbo: Ranboo ...
Ranboo: For example, someone's heart.
Tubbo: Aw... Stop it-
Ranboo: It could be purchased for more than a million dollars, you know.
Tubbo: Seriously, stop.
Punz: Purpled? I mixed redbull with coffee and now I can see sounds, should I worry?
Purpled: Punz, I swear to god—
Dream: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized.
Punz: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely*
Dream: That one. I want that one.
Techno: You know, people treat me like a god.
Phil: How?
Techno: They ignore my existence unless they need something.
Techno: You know, people treat me like a god.
Phil: How?
Techno: They ignore my existence unless they need something.
Techno: Man, I'm gonna get fat if you keep feeding me all these chips and junk!
Tommy: I'M NOT! I was eating them, and you took them.
Techno: You said I should try some!
Tommy: I said they were good.
Techno: That's not how I heard it.
Wilbur: I personally don't think it's possible to come up with a crazier plan.
Tommy: We could attack them with hummus.
Wilbur: I stand corrected.
Tommy: Just keeping things in perspective.
Phil: Self-care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of make up if you like that or taking a nice warm nap and stuff like that basically.
Techno: Self-care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. self-care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. self-care is the fear in your enemies' eyes.
Tommy: Self-care is stealing someone's birthday cake just to eat the frosting.
Techno: If you touch my birthday cake, I'll make you eat your hands.
*Phil holding their baby Tommy*
Techno: Oh God, I can't believe one of us actually has one of these.
Wilbur: I know, I still am one of these.
A/N - Hope you enjoy!!! Stay Safe and Be Happy!!! :3
