Short King:
GROUP TRIP TO EARTH! We're gonna do things! Bowling, camping... THINGS!
Squeak:
That sounds like fun.
Danger Tits:
... Adam sucks at bowling. LMAO, please tell me he's coming so we can just make fun of him.
Short King:
HELL YEAH!
Roo:
Oh my fucking god... The only reason we're going is because Lucifer found out about a store that only sells rubber ducks, and he wants to go.
Kayden:
DUCK STORE! Now I want to go!
Short King:
SOMEONE GETS IT!
Vagina:
... @Carfight
Carfight:
No, I'm not coming.
Vagina:
FUCKING PLEASE! Shit is going to go wrong.
Carfight:
Well, maybe everyone needs to face the consequences. Then, they'll stop being idiotic.
Vagina:
BUT I DON'T WANT TO DEAL WITH IT!
Harder Daddy:
You should be used to it by now Vagina.
Vagina:
BITCH! I'M TIRED OF IT!
Daddy Issues:
... Are you OK?
Vagina:
Fucking fantastic!
Screen Queen:
Explains why you're aggressively stabbing a wall.
STAB:
STABBING! I WANT TO JOIN!
V = D/T:
Can I come?
Big Ass Forehead:
Uh, I think you should ask me first. I am your father.
V = D/T:
I don't care.
Lilith:
Yes, you can come.
Big Ass Forehead:
Then I'm coming.
Mouth:
Don't.
Vagina:
CARMINE!
Carfight:
I am not coming.
Vagina:
DAMN IT!
Pear:
You two are acting like family. It's weird.
Vicks:
Wait... Are they not family?
Danger Tits:
No, they're not. LMAO
Vicks:
... Oops. I really thought they were.
Holy Drugs:
Not gonna lie, I did too. LMAO
Short King:
ENOUGH! EVERYONE PACK! WE'RE LEAVING IN AN HOUR! WOOHOO!
Screen Queen:
You have to give me more time to pack shithead.
Dick Master:
I bet. You seem like one of those bitches who has separate bags for shoes, clothes, bathroom shit, makeup shit, other shit, and more shit.
Lilith:
Adam... You always pack a separate bag just for fucking shit to clean your guitar. What the fuck?
Danger Tits:
He also packs a not so discrete bag just for condoms... Don't know why. He never uses them.
Dick Master:
You wouldn't know. You've never let me get that pussy.
Danger Tits:
... You always talk about how you don't use condoms because you think it's a waste of time. I do know. And... Don't ever say that shit again.
Short King:
THE PORTAL IS OPEN! WE'RE LEAVING!
Pop My Cherri:
Why did we just end up in the middle of fucking nowhere?
Short King:
This is where we're going to camp! Everyone set up shit!
Daddy Issues:
Dad... We have never had camping supplies.
Short King:
... Oh. Then, let's go stay in a hotel!
Two Dicks:
We could've done that back home.
Short King:
SHUT UP!
V = D/T:
No, we are not staying here.
Roo:
It looks like a murder hotel.
Lilith:
It's the only one nearby... THERE'S CUM ON THE FUCKING SHEETS!
Harder Daddy:
There's fucking blood on the walls.
Squeak:
There's an entire family of spiders in the room I'm in.
Screen Queen:
Why are we doing 4 to a room?
Short King:
It's cheaper.
Daddy Issues:
And how are we going to pay without Earth currency?
Short King:
We're not!
Vagina:
... CARMILLA CARMINE!
Carfight:
... I should've gone.
Vagina:
YOU FUCKING THINK? I'M STUCK IN A BLOOD COVERED HOTEL ROOM WITH MY WIFE AND HER PARENTS! WE'RE NEXT DOOR TO FUCKING ANGEL, CHERRI, HUSK AND PENTIOUS!
Whiskers:
I'm in the room with them... How do you think I feel? Angel and Cherri keep jumping from one bed to the other.
Screen Queen:
I'm stuck in a room full of assholes from Heaven.
Danger Tits:
... LMAO, sucks for you.
Holy Drugs:
It'll be fine if you two can refrain from screwing.
Squeak:
Please... THE FUCKING SPIDERS DISAPPEARED!
Mouth:
Outside of our window is a restaurant... CALLED VELVET TACO!
Harder Daddy:
@ScreenQueen So, you're selling your pussy on Earth?
Screen Queen:
My name is spelled differently bitch.
Freaky Face:
I'm glad I stayed behind.
Whiskers:
Good... You can keep an eye on Niffty.
Vicks:
Um... Actually, my bag keeps giggling, so... I don't think Niffty stayed.
STAB:
NOPE! Also, I like your stuff. It's interesting.
Whiskers:
Well shit... Where's the nearest bar?
Pear:
Across the street...
Pop My Cherri:
He just sprinted out of the room. LMAO
Dick Master:
I'm gonna go to that taco place. @DangerTits I get to taste your bitch's pussy.
Roo:
Who said you were leaving shithead?
Kayden:
She's holding him hostage... Which is deserved.
Danger Tits:
In all seriousness though, I'm going to the taco place. I haven't eaten shit today.
Two Dicks:
Is that code for you're going to do a sex with your girlfriend?
Screen Queen:
NO! We're getting fucking food.
Vagina:
... Can I fucking come?
Danger Tits:
Never thought there would be a time where you'd willingly spend time around me, but well... You've proven me wrong a few times now. Yes, you can come.
Rosie:
I feel like that trip of yours is going to be terrible.
Morana:
Not wrong.
Short King:
WHO CARES! We're going bowling tomorrow, and I'm gonna find that duck store!
Dick Master:
WE'RE SLEEPING IN THIS SHIT HOLE?
Elle:
Yes... You can sleep in the fucking bathroom.
Big Ass Forehead:
You all kidnapped my child.
V = D/T:
It was consensual. And, no one wanted you here.
Big Ass Forehead:
KIDNAPPING!
Holy Drugs:
Shut the fuck up.
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FanfictionWelcome to my shitty story. The title explains it all. And now... DISCLAIMERS! Because people get pissed over stupid shit. Seriously, if you don't like my story, then don't read it. •Characters may be a bit off because... Why not? It's fun to see...