It'll All Work Out...
*The Void*
PTA: I booked a therapy session for you guys.
Ink: Thank you but you didn't have to.
PTA: I'm considered to be a soccer mom in my AU and I get worried about the well-being of others. Alter isn't the only 'mom' here you know.
CRASH
Geno: I guess we're back on track.
Dust: Someone threw a brick at Classic's window.
Katana: May I read the note?
Dust: Eh. Sure. *gives Katana the note*
Katana: This is from SarahMorgan432 and it's for Angel, it says "So angel, how are your wings? And what type of condition is it in?"
Blueberry: ANGEL IS CURRENTLY OUT, HE WENT TO UNDERHELL TO SEE DEVIL ABOUT THE 'HELL FIRE' LEFT IN HIS WINGS AND AS FOR THE CONDITION OF HIS WINGS; THERE IN A NEAR CRITICAL STATE.
Swapfell:*locked inside the closet* LET ME OUT YOU MOTHERF**KERS!
Horror: After three hours.
CRASH
Goth: MOM! DAD! There's a person the floor! I think they might be dead!
Amy???:*covered in broken glass* *groaning*
Incubux: No. Wait, they're alive. *poking Amy??? with a stick*
Amy???: Owww- I got an ask and a dare for ya'll!
TK:*whispers to Incubux* Should we tell her that her forehead is bleeding?
Incubux:*whispers back* Nah.
Alter: Oh dear, I'll bring you to the living room. *leads Amy??? to the living room*
Fell: what are ya gonna ask and what are ya gonna make us do?
Amy???: I dare you all to make the best trap you can . Whoever wins get to have a Dragon Egg
Geno: So, this is how we kill each other...
Fell: imma just take swapfell's bear-trap-
Sanses:*caught in a net*
Chara: And that's how to tie 27 different knots into a net. Now, who wants to hang the net?
Little: I do!
Chara: Okay, someone assist Little and-
Amy???:*gives Dragon Egg to Chara*
Chara: Uh- Thanks? But I can't take this, I'll give to someone else.
Amy???:*nods* If you could eat anything, even stuff that isn't normally eddible, what would you eat?
Outer: A grenade.
Geno: Probably bleach...
Blueberry: CRAYONS!
Lust: Plastic.
Chara: Which kind of plastic? Friend-wise or a plastic bag?
Lust: Plastic bag. You?
Chara: Maybe thumbtacks.
Ink: Uhhh... Oil pastels...?
Fell: broken glass.
Cross: Dunno, maybe a bowl of tears?
Alter: Common sense.
PTA: Linda's shit lemon bars.
Buttonberry: UMMM- FABRICS
Asy: BAND-AIDS!
Flowerfell: Buttercups....
Dust: Now, this is completely depressing and maybe a block of salt.
Horror: Blood-coated wood.
Katana: Sanity
Fresh: Memes yo!
Dance: Old ear-buds.
G: Cigarettes
Cross: A plastic or cardboard taco.
Swaplust: MAYBE WATCHES
Nightmare: Magnetic putty
Dream: Slime
Swapfell:*still locked in the closet* THIS F**KING DOOR!
Error: A clock
Killer: Books
Sci: Mercury
Reaper: A list of dead people
Yan-Blue: A BITCH'S CORPSE
PTA: I think all of us need therapy.
Alter: Ummm- Sci? Can I have a word with you and Fell?
Fell: sure.
Sci: What's this about?
Alter: It's about your child, I need you to please calm down it's not really healthy for child when a mother is experiencing terrible moods.
Fell: okay but when do you think the baby's due?
Alter: Two days.
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I is back! I has exams now, tom b last day! Me no ingles right ;-;
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Sorry, my brain is telling me to sleep.
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Cya on the next Update!
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