FavreMySabre Incorrect Quotes (SS/SSO/RQ/SL)

Part 93

Safety in Red Au

Sol: Go to hell!
Sabre/Elan: Oh! I've been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely.

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Sabre/Elan: Look, I know we don't always see eye to eye but—
Professor Red: Thats because your too short to do so.
Sabre/Elan: ...Listen here you fucking—

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Professor Red: I give up. I am so tired.
Red Leader: Get the emergency supply!
Red: *carries Sabre/Elan and places them in front of Sabre/Elan*
Sabre/Elan: *smiles*
Professor Red: AND I AM BACK BABY, LET'S GOOO

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Red Tailor: I'm tired.
Red: You slept for three hours last night! Why are you surprised?!
Red Tailor: I'm not surprised. I just wanted to complain about it.

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*M dies in a game with ships*
Sabre/Elan: This ship is no longer a ship of love, it's a ship of vengeance, a gavel of justice against all that is wrong in the world, showing no mercy, as no mercy was shown to us.
Sabre/Elan: The spark of love will now fuel the fires of destructive glory as I wage my war across the world with righteous fury.
Professor Red: Legend has it that M still haunts the ship, stealing my fucking drinks.
M: Of course I do.

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Sabre/Elan: *Hugs M from behind*
Sabre/Elan: *Tucks M's hair behind His ear*
Sabre/Elan, whispering: Eat all the frosted animal crackers again and they'll never find your body.

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Professor Red: You know what's funny about Sabre/Elan? They're my best friend, and anyone who'd hurt them is someone I'd murder, probably.

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Red: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out M's birthday invitations.
Professor Red: Well, what are they supposed to say?
Red: "M's birthday".
Professor Red: So, what do they say instead?
Red: "M's bi".
Professor Red:
Professor Red: Works out either way.

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Red Tailor, explaining why they are not allowed to cook: I put the noodles in the pot and put the pot on the stove and turned the burner on high. Turns out you don't put noodles in marijuana and I almost burnt the whole house down.

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Light: I think Sol is in trouble.
Red: Alright. Struggling to give a fuck, if I'm honest.
Sabre/Elan: ... me to-