Nightflyer: You ever just look at a name and think, ah, yes, this. This is a name an attractive person would have.

Joy: Bastien.

Air: Jensen.

Kelp: Annaliese.

Rainkeeper: Genevieve.

Seashell: William.

Nightflyer:......

Nightflyer: E X A C T L Y.

Joy: *sighs* Bastien....

Seashell/Air: Bastien....

Seashell: We will roam the south of France for you one day.

Air: If we take him to Venice he can read his poetry on the water.

Joy/Seashell: *sighs*

Nightflyer/Rainkeeper/Kelp:.......

Nightflyer: I thought I was your Bastien....

Air: Close, so very very close, but no.

*players appear*

Moon: PLEASE tell me all the portal nonsense is done with, I was losing my mind with double Qinter.

Qibli: The world is just not ready for double Qinter.

Winter: THERE IS NO QINTER.

Qibli: Oh yeah? Prove it.

Winter: I'm straight!

Qibli: You were not yesterday.

Winter:.....*screeches*

Amber: So how are things in the scavenger world?

Kelp: Well our scavenger author has to take three AP exams, soooo

Joy: That's her stress sobbing in the corner cause she has two days to memorize the entire history and interworkings of the US Government.

Carnelian: OOF.

Nightflyer: She'll be there on Tuesday to stress sob cause the AP Literature exam is on Wednesday, and that class is making her question everything in life in a not good way.

Rainkeeper: What is it with high school and making people feel terrible at the things they thought they were good at, effectively shattering dreams and making everyone hate themselves?

Joy:....It's high school. That's implied.

Air: But at least she's done with actual classes now!

Hosts: True, true.

Rainkeeper: Anyways, since we have to go memorize every major supreme court case since like, ever, we'll keep this simple. Winter, we need you to sing Cold As Ice.

Winter:.......

Qibli: *gasps*

Winter: I thought your humor would never stoop to this level. I see I was wrong. 

Qibli: PUNS- SO MANY PUNS- I-

Joy: *dumps an entire jar of tomato sauce on Qibli*

Qibli:.......

Qibli: If you think the tomatoes are pun prevention, you're severely wrong.

Air: *clicks on boombox*

*music starts*

Winter: *long suffering sigh*

Winter: You're as cold as ice!

Qibli: YES YOU ARE WINNIE.

Qibli: COLD AS AN ICEWING-

Rainkeeper: *hits Qibli with a tomato*

Nightflyer: Wait....By the urban dictionary definition of a tomato, shouldn't we be throwing these at Winter?

Air: Ahem.

Air: Yes. Yes we should.

Winter: You're willing to sacrifice our love!

Qibli: Angsty fanfiction mode- activated.

Turtle: Oh my moons you're right.

Turtle: I NEED PAPER, WHERE IS THERE PAPER???

Kinkajou: WE DON'T HAVE ANY.

Turtle: KINKAJOU I'M GONNA NEED TO WRITE ON YOUR WINGS.

Kinkajou: In the name of Qinter fanfiction, I am entirely okay with that.

Winter: You never take advice
Someday you'll pay the price, I know

Moon: Qibli, I think he's singing this song to himself, not us.

Qibli: *huge anime eyes*

Qibli: So heartfelt...So wise...

Moon:....Why do people ship ME with either of you again?

Winter: I've seen it before
It happens all the time
You're closing the door-

Amber: *whispers* Turn away and slaaam the dooor-

Qibli: YES, RELEASE YOUR INNER ELSA.

Winter: You leave the world behind
You're digging for gold
Yet throwing away
A fortune in feelings
But someday you'll payYou're as cold as ice
You're willing to sacrifice our loveYou want paradise
But someday you'll pay the price, I knowI've seen it before
It happens all the time
You're closing the door
You leave the world behind
You're digging for gold
Yet throwing away
A fortune in feelings
But someday you'll payCold as ice, you know that you are
Cold, cold, as, as, ice, as cold as ice to me
Cold, cold, as, as, iceOoh, ooh, ooh, cold as, cold as ice
You're as cold as ice
You're as cold as ice, cold as ice, I know

Moon: He is really cold.

Qibli: I know.

Moon: But you're really warm, so that evens out the temperature difference.

Qibli: Which is why Qinter is perfect.

Moon: Which is always why I cannot be trusted to use IcyHot anymore.

Qibli: What?

Moon: What?

Winter: There, I sang. Now what?

Hosts:......

Air: I think you know.

Hosts: *pelts him with tomatoes*

Winter: HEY! 

Joy: IF YOU DIDN'T WANT TO BE A TOMATO THEN STOP ACTING LIKE ONE.

Winter: I HATE ALL OF YOU.

Qibli: Even me?

Winter: ESPECIALLY YOU, SHUT UP.

Qibli: He said shut up to me!

Qibli: *hugs tomato covered Winter* 

Qibli: I love you too.

Winter: Bite me.

Qibli: Where?

Winter:........

Qibli:.........

All:..........

Moon: Damn.