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Joel: If you had to choose between Jimmy and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?

Grian: That depends, how much money are we taking about?

Jimmy: Grian!

Joel: 63 cents.

Grian: I'll take the money.

Jimmy: GRIAN!!!

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*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*

Martyn: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Everyone:

Mumbo: ...I did. I broke it.

Martyn: No. No you didn't. Scar?

Scar: Don't look at me. Look at Grian.

Grian: What ?! I didn't break it.

Scar: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Grian: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.

Scar: Sus.

Grian: No, it's not!

Joel: If it matters, probably not, but Jimmy was the last one to use it.

Jimmy: Liar! I don't even drink that thing!

Joel: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Jimmy: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Joel!

Mumbo: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Martyn.

Martyn: No! Who broke it!?

Everyone:

Joel:  Martyn...Scar's been awfully quiet.

Scar: REALLY?!

*Everyone starts arguing*

Martyn, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.

Martyn: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

Martyn:

Martyn: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

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(Mine :D)

Grian: Impulse, stop SCULK-ing around and let's go get the wardens!

Impulse:

Impulse: Don't you dare—

Grian: Put you're sneakers! Come on!

Impulse: No, GRIAN—

Grian: My sensors are tingling! WE NEED TO GET GOING!

Impulse: WHy are you even here—

Grian: Stop shrieker-ing about how you don't want to do the dare! 

Impulse:

Impulse: Just— just get OUT—!



:D

(I AIN'T NO PUNNER SO DON'T BLAME ME!)

(I TRIED!)

(AHHHHHHHHH THEY WERE SO BAD)

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