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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