I showed Incorrect Quotes to one of my IRL friends and she requested more with Michael and Dawson. Enjoy!

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Michael: If you love me, shout it to the world.
Dawson: *whispers* I love you.
Michael: Why'd you whisper it?
Dawson: Because you are my world.
Michael: Aww.
Dawson: I also lost my voice.

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Angel: What's your favorite color?
Michael: Dawson.
Michael:
Michael: Wait what was the question-

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Dawson: This is so frustrating! I hate everyone!
Michael, voice cracking: Everyone?
Dawson, sighing: Everyone except you.

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Dawson: *baking cookies with Michael*
Dawson: *trying to keep an eye on Michael to make sure he's not eating the cookie dough*

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Michael: *mockingly* You know you love me! You know you wanna kiss me! You know you wanna hug me!
Dawson: *walks over to Michael and leans in like he's going to kiss him*
Michael: *stops speaking expectantly*
Dawson: *bites candy bar*

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Dawson: *comes back from a trip and gets off of the airplane*
Michael: *standing in the front of the gate and holding a huge bedazzled sign that says NERD*

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Michael: I'm literally gonna fight the next person who hates on my boyfriend.
Dawson: I hate myself.
Michael: ALRIGHT YOU BEAUTIFUL GINGER, SQUARE UP.

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Michael, staring dead into a pretend camera as he pretends to hold a microphone: And here you can see the endangered Dawson in his natural habitat.
Dawson: *falling down the stairs, spilling his cereal everywhere*
Michael: Natural selection is coming for this specimen.

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Dawson: *wakes up one morning next to a sleeping Michael*
Dawson: *thinks about how much he loves Michael*
Michael: *rolls over in his sleep and his arm smacks Dawson in the face*

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December: Kid, do you have a moment to-
Michael: I'm busy now Cember.
Zaida: Cariño, you got a call from Dawson.
Michael: *blushes and answers the phone* Dawson! How are you?
December: Are you kidding me?

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Dawson: Top five reasons to get married?
Michael: Firmly saying, "that's my husband!" And knocking them out with one punch.
Dawson:
Dawson: And love too, I guess.

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December: You have to pick your battles.
Angel: One of the battles that we picked was to stop Michael and Dawson from putting plastic tubes all over the house and placing hamsters inside of them.
Zaida: They were going to call it Tube City.

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Zaida: We should stop worrying about Michael and Dawson and let them lead their own lives.
December:
Zaida:
December: Do you want to follow them or should I?
Zaida: Let's both do it.

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Dawson: I'm gonna use the bathroom.
Michael: Make sure you put down the toilet down!
Dawson: Yes dear.
December: Aw, is it a bit you guys do?
Michael: We're pretending to be you two.
Zaida: What?! We don't do that! December, tell him we don't do that.
December: Yes dear.

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Dawson, at Michael's house for the first time: Who's in charge here?
Michael: Well, that's whoever usually yells the loudest.

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Michael: *rolls over to Dawson in the middle of the night*
Michael: *whispers* Do you know the muffin man?

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Michael, when asked if he likes Dawson: Dawson??? No, what a- *trips* *hundreds of thousands of photos of Dawson spill out of his jacket* What an idiot, I- These aren't mine, I'm just *gathering them up, frantically sweating* Listen, I just- Listen- Crap! *thousands of pictures of Dawson scatter across the floor* Shoot- I'm holding them for a friend, just- Listen.

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Michael: *sighs loudly*
Dawson: What's wrong babe?
Michael: You haven't looked at me in the past ten minutes.
Dawson: ...we're watching a movie.
Michael: dID I ASK FOR AN EXCUSE-

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Dawson: It's called cauliflower, not ghost broccoli.
Michael, staring blankly at the wall. I know what I saw.

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Michael: If I were a millionaire, I'd buy a million melons so I could be a melonaire.
Dawson: How do you have friends?
Michael: Because I'm a melonaire.

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Dawson: *can play 12 different instruments, got accepted into Harvard, is very organized*
Michael: *once are 15 hot pockets in a row, tripped over his shoelaces, claims they can fight 2000 bees*

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Michael: *refusing to get out of bed*
Dawson: Just get up! It's not that hard!
Michael: NO I'M HIBERNATING
Dawson: What?! It's not cold out! And you're not even an animal!
Michael: I CAN BE WHAT I WANT TO BE
Dawson: Just get out of bed!
Michael: NO
Dawson: Ugh, that's it. *picks up Michael bridal style*
Michael: P-PUT ME DOWN-
Dawson: No.

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