The Box

(Oof-)


Fader: This is a box. Everything we hate goes in this box.

Valor: Can I put Duster in the box?

Duster: What the f*ck is wrong with you...

Fader: No...

Duster: Can I put Valor in the box since she hates me?

Valor: I hate you so fudging much...

Fader: No.

Esp: Can I put either Nightlight or Sol in the box?

Nightlight and Sol: ... Can we put Esp in the box?

Fader: No and No.

Generation: Can I put Cloak in the box?

Fader: No one can even touch him...

Cloak: Can I- Wait... Never mind.

Jolter: Can I put you or Stripes in the box?

Fader: No!

Feathers: Just a quick question... Can I put Solar in the box?

Solar: Most likely no.

Ribbons: Can we-

Fader: NO ONE'S PUTTING A LIVING EEVEELUTION IN THE BOX!

Ribbons: I wasn't going to say that. I was going to say, "Can we put world hunger in the box?".

Solar: We all wish it was that easy.

Fader: Oh my goodness I'm already tired... I'm going home...

Me: Wait! Can I put the sister of a goose in the box?!

Fader: As long as it's not someone in this multi-verse, you're going to be ok.

Me: Ok! GET BACK HERE BRAT! (The rabbit in the cover)


(Oop)

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