Chosen, Talking To Second: Well Second, Whenever I’m About To Do Something, I Think ‘would Dark Do

Green, holding in their laughter: Hey, how do you ask a glass of water what it’s doing?

Yellow: A glass of water is an inanimate object. Therefore, it's incapable of having a thought process or understanding basic human language.

Green:

Green: Water you doing?

Red: So, Purple, do you have a crush on anyone?

Purple: The only crush I have is this crushing anxiety.

Chosen: There's no way they like me back.

Yellow: Dark would throw themself in front of a moving car for you.

Chosen: Dark would throw themself in front of a moving car for fun.

Second: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture.

The Gang: Awwww-

Second: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything."

The Gang: Oh.

Yellow: I am charging my phone in school secretly.

Yellow: Mastermind over here.

Blue: Yellow has no idea I’m high.

Yellow: You’re high?

Blue: Oh, I’m sorry.

Blue, leaning over to Green: Yellow has no idea I’m high.

Second: I’m so happy two of my favorite people are getting along now!

Yellow: Uh, Chosen and Dark are not getting along.

Second: They’re not trying to kill each other.

Yellow: You may have a point.

Yellow: I just learned a way to get stuff on the cheap. Steal it!

Second: YELLOW NO

Dark, wiping a fake tear from his eye: I taught them so well.

Red: Yellow, I want a bedtime story!

Yellow: I’m busy, Red. I’ll tell you one tomorrow.

Red: If you don’t tell me a story, I won’t go to bed!

Yellow: Once upon a time, there was a person named Red, who always wanted things their way. One day, their friends got sick of it and locked them in the basement for the rest of their life. Everyone else lived happily ever after. The end.

Red: I don’t like these stories with morals.

Chosen: I think my guardian angel drinks.