another chapter before my final departure to hell

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Last chapter before I go to Hell

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Reaper: Have a good day

Geno: Don't tell me what to do.

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Lust: Horror, wake up

Horror: Babe, what is it. It's 3 am.

Lust: When butterflies fall in love, do they feel humans in their stomach?

Horror:

Lust:

Horror: Lust what the fuck

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Cross: I've made the decision to trust you.

Nightmare: A horrible decision, really.

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Killer, talking about Dust and Horror: They are my best friends.

Killer: I've known them for 12 hours.

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Blue: My friends!

Ink and Dream: *fearful screaming*

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Ink: I hate you with every inch of my body.

Error: That's not a lot of inches.

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Dust: Your smiling, did something good happen?

Geno: Can't I just smile because I feel like it?

Lust: Reaper tripped and fell in the parking lot.

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Reaper: *raises browbones*

Geno: pUT THOSE BACK DOWN-

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Killer: Bro, I wanna give you the world but I only have like $2.

Dust: Come over here.

Killer: *walks over*

Dust: *hugs Killer*

Dust: I don't have money but I got the world right here in my arms

Killer: Bruh

Dust: Bruh

Blue: Time to murder Killer-

Dream: dON'T YOU DARE-

Dust: BLUE CHILL WE'RE JUST HAVING A BROMANCE

Killer: *sCReAMs*

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Ink: You look exhausted.

Ink: Killer keeping you up late?  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Dream: Haha... yeah...

-- 3 AM --

Killer, in a gruff cowboy voice: This blanket ain't big enough for the both of us

Dream: I'm gonna give you one more chance to shut up

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Geno: Why is being alive so expensive.

Geno: I'm not even having a good time.

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Snickers Commercial: You're not you when you're hungry

Horror, who is always hungry: ...who am I

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-- At the dinner table --

Sprinkle: Daddy, how much of this meatball is meat?

Dust: Probably like 90%

Sprinkle: So it's 10% ball?

Dust: *spits out food*

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-- In the break room --

Random: What's for lunch?

Error, eating: Food, generally

Random: No, I mean what are you having?

Error: An unwanted conversation.

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Dream: We need milk, eggs, and bread. Write it down.

Killer: No need. I'll remember.

-- One Hour Later --

Dream: What did you buy?

Killer: A panda.

Cross:

Panda:

Cross: Do I know you?

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Nightmare: The best thing about trying to name a baby is realizing how many people you hate

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-- At Campfire --

Nightmare: And before cell phones we had to call our friend's house

Ship Children: *gasp*

Ink, adding on: Sometimes their parents answered

Paperjam: *throws up*

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Desire: You're invading my personal space

Lust: You came out of my personal space

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Cross: Before I had kids, I didn't even know it was possible to destroy an entire house with a granola bar.

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wish me luck bitches

i'm going to hell tomorrow

you're all invited to my funeral, and i want a comment chain planning it in the comments

i'm not even kidding, do it




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