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Gopal: Fang is a strings kid. We must sacrifice him to the band gods.

Qually: Yes.

Sai: You're right. It'd be a good initiation for me.

Boboiboy: Wait, guys, what about the truce we signed-

Qually: What truce?

Gopal: *sigh* The truce that we must destroy all the choir kids and leave the
strings alone.

Qually: Wait, I'm a choir kid!

Everyone else: *prepares for sacrifice*













Ying: And here we see Gopal and Qually in their natural habitat. Texting eachother variations of the word "garlic bread" to try to make eachother laugh.

Qually: Gaelic bread.

Gopal: Grueling brad.

Fang: Ha ha, glamorous beans.















*when a child starts crying in public*

Cyclone: *tries to make the child laugh*

Quake: *tries to play a game with the child to make them calm down*

Metal: *gives detailed instructions to the parents*

Thorn: *cries with the child*

Ice: *ignores the child*

Lunar: *is the reason why the child is crying*














Quake: A person can really hear themselves think out here.

Quake's mind: Did you leave the stove on? The front door unlocked!? WILL YOU DIE ALONE!?

Quake: Well, that was a mistake.













Yaya: So what are your political beliefs?

Thunder, awkwardly trying to impress her: Well, I think Pikachu would be a lot more powerful if he had a gun.














Lunar: You know, I think my life has value.

Thorn: Who are you and what have you done with Lunar?!















Boboiboy: *cooking*

Yaya: *kicks down door*

Yaya: *grabs knife from Boboiboy's hand*

Yaya: WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DESTRUCTIVE BEHAVIOR?

Boboiboy:

Boboiboy: What.

Qually: She's trying to tell you she wants to cook.















Solar: *falls down the stairs*

Lunar: Are you okay?

Quake: Stop falling down the stairs!

Thunder: How'd the ground taste?















Fang: PEASANT. I REQUIRE SUSTENANCE.

Ying: You know there are other ways to say you want McDonalds.

Fang: FOUL PLEBEIAN. YOU DARE SPEAK AGAINST ME—

Ying: *sigh* What do you want?

Fang: Chicken nuggets please.















Quake: A mouse!

Lunar, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll—

Blaze, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal!

Thorn, giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy.

Cyclone, gasping: It's Ratatouille!

Thunder: His name is Remi, idiot.

Quake: ...I was going to say to just trap it and throw it out the window... what is wrong with you people.




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