Alex: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad. I just want to know.
Katie: I did. I broke it...
Alex: No. No, you didn't. Raven?
Raven: Don't look at me. Look at Blake.
Blake: What?! I didn't break it.
Raven: Huh. That's weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Blake: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken!
Raven: Suspicious.
Blake: No, it's not!
Tim: If it matters, probably not...Harleen was the last one to use it.
Harleen: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Tim: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Harleen: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Tim!
Katie: Alright let's not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, Alex.
Alex: No. Who broke it?
Blake: Psst.*whispering* Alex. Brian's been awfully quiet...
Brian: Really?!
Blake: Yeah, really!
*chaos ensues*
Alex: I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
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Slenderverse and Creepypasta Crack
Humor♑Title says all, motherfuckers. (Kill me, a few of these are old and cringy as f u c k.) -Killa♑
