Boboiboy, fighting A.B.A.M.: Hey! Let's split into the most random, carefree parts of me!
Gopal: No
Yaya: No
Ying: No
Ochobot: No
Cattus: No
Papa Zola: No
Bellbot: No
Fandom: YES
Also the Fandom: NO
Boboiboy: *Splits into Leaf, Wind and Fire*
Fandom: OH MY GOD IT'S MY BABY FIRE! SENPAI!!! WIND IS SO CUTE!
Fandom: BUT THEY'RE ALL IDIOTS
Gopal: *starts dancing*
Leaf, Fire, Wind: *eating vegetables*
Yaya: This is why Earth is so done.
Inside Boboiboy's Watch (Let's pretend Solar's here):
Lightning: Are they serious.
Solar: *facepalms*
Earth: *hyperventilating*
Earth: *faints*
Lightning: Oh shit
Solar: This isn't good.
Lightning: Where's that panic plastic bag God oh GOD
Lightning: Earth my bro hang in there—
Solar: I swear to Jesus why are they like this
YOU ARE READING
Boboiboy Shitpost Book
Fiction généraleWarning: Theories, Foreshadowing, Cursing, and indefinite sarcasm. Leaf is trying to figure out what shipping means. Solar is too embarrassed to help.