(High school AU)
PM: What did you get for number 19?
Chron: I got 18, I believe?
Isk: I got 9.5!
G: I got Abraham Lincoln..
G: For some reason- I dunno-
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G: I-I hate you with every inch of my body!
MM: Then, that's not a lot...
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(On Halloween-)
G: I'm thirstyyy
Chron: I'm hungry..
Sally, wearing a white crooked paper mask with a bit of red on it: And I'm my brother!!!! :D
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PM: Where's the other chicken?
FPM, holding a chicken: This chicken?
PM: Where's my fake leather top?
FPM wearing the fake leather top: This fake leather top?
PM: Where's my friend?
FPM, holding Luna's hand: This friend?
PM:
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Smol, upset and needs to vent: I'm going to say the s word
Smol: sh!t.
Crooked: What the F*****CK DON'T SAY THAT!!!
MM: STOP F*CKING SWEARING!!!!
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G: Mei feverit enimel iz pribibli ei buffoon.
PM: You mean, baboon?
G: ITS A BUFFON WI LERNED IT IN SEAANCE CLARSS!
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Chron, gulping after he realizes he can't find PM: This calls for drastic—
Mean and fed up MM: SHUT THE F*CK UP AND KEEP WALKING!
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(High school again)
PM: School doesn't test your intelligence- it tests your memory.
Chron: It tests my patience.
G: It tests my ability to hold my pee
MM: It tests my ability to not slap a b!tch!!
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PM: Crooked, please don't jump to conclusions-
Crooked: I'm jumping
Crooked: I've jumped
Crooked: I've landed.
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Some hermittpadder turned into child: Tell us a story Mah-i!
Very mean MM: ..Fine.
Child: Yey!
MM: There once was a proper lady who was being plagued constantly by annoying tiny gnomes!
Child, gasping: Poor ladwy!
MM: I know, right?! THIS IS A STORY OF RIGHT NOW! IF YOU WANT THE STORY TO HAVE A HAPPY ENDING, LEAVE!
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Chron: Are you sure you can look after Smol while she's a...Smol- child?
PM: She won't be any trouble! 🙂🐓
Seven year old Smol, walking towards him: Powultwy- I twied making Egwos in the micwowave ahd bwoke everithin-
PM: See? It's all fine! I can handle it! 😅🐓
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Smol: You should be ashamed-
PM: You're right... I should be.
PM, thinking: No... not really.... :/
