Hermitcrap/Oneshots S6

Malk

So I decided to do this because every skit I find and like needs to be hermitized, apparently. Note that there will be edgy humor. Listen to the audio above as you read this.

Mumbo: "Hey Iskall, you got anything to drink?"

Iskall: Yeah, in the fridge."

Grian: "Hey, Mumbo, grab me a glass of malk."

Mumbo: "We don't have any malk, but I can get you some milk."

Iskall: "That's what he just said."

Grian: "Yeah, I just want some malk."

Mumbo: "No, you're saying it wrong, you're saying 'mALk', like it's a disease."

Iskall: *Lets out a fragment of his heavenly laugh* "How do you say it?

Mumbo: "I'm saying it the way everyone 'oughta say it, milk, M-I-L-K."

Iskall: "Right? Like 2%!"

Grian: "Yeah, whole malk."

Mumbo: "Say milkshake."

Grian: "Milkshake."

Mumbo: "Now say, milk."

Grian; "...Malk."

Mumbo: "...Are you hearing this?"

Iskall: "Yeah. The man wants a glass of mulk!"

Mumbo: "Mulk!?

Iskall: "GIVE HIM THE MULK, MUMBO!"

Joe walking into the room: "Iskall."

Joe: "Inside voices, please."

Iskall: "Sorry, Joe."

Iskall as Joe leaves the room: "My white friends."

Grian: "MUMBO! POUR ME, A GLASS, OF MALK!"

Mumbo: "Why are you yelling at me?"

Iskall: "Just give him the freaking mulk, Mumbo!"

Mumbo: "YOU GUYS AREN'T EVEN SAYING THE SAME THING!"

Grian: "WE'RE ALL SAYING THE SAME MALK!"

Mumbo: "NO, YOU'RE SAYING MALK! YOU'RE SAYING MUL-"

*Grian and Iskall proceed to produce some very weird sounds*

Mumbo: *pulls out a gun on them* " SHUT UP! SHUT. UP!" *Proceeds to point it at his head*

*Grian and Iskall then pull out guns at Mumbo*

Grian: "You better put it down Mumbo!"

Iskall: "Don't do it!"

Mumbo: "You're gonna shoot me if I shoot myself!? That doesn't make any sense!"

Grian and Iskall: *Pulls gun at themselves*

Grian and Iskall: "Don't do it! Put the gun down! Don't do it Mumbo!"

Mumbo: "PUT YOUR GUNS AWAY!!"

*Ember conveniently comes into the room*

Iskall: "Just put it down, Mumbo!"

*Ember slowly walks out of the room*

Mumbo: "I'M GONNA KILL MYSELF OVER THIS!"

Grian: "YOU'RE LIKE A BROTHER TO ME!"

Mumbo: "PUT THE GUN DOWN!"

Grian: "YOUR HAND IS LIKE A BROTHER TO ME!"

*Everyone proceeds to start screaming*

Mumbo calling Grian: "And then we pull the trigger, all of us."

Grian: *laughing* "No, we are not filming something like that!"

Mumbo: "Why not?"

Grian: "It's so dark, I don't know"

Also Grian: *Puts a baby panda in the oven for some reason*

Grian: "Mumbo, I can't call you now, I'm really busy..."