Nightflyer: To all the minecraft fans out there.

Nightflyer: It is a good game, yes. It is cool, yes. Are there some interesting youtubers that do an absurd amount of videos related to it, yes.

Nightflyer: But if I have to watch one more BeckBroJack video, somebody's gonna fucking DIE.

Rainkeeper: I don't know what a Beck Bro is- all I know is I want him dead.

Air: After 9 hours of his videos, I've concluded that he's married to a cow.

Joy: Yes, we know that. Moving on.

*players appear*

Meerkat: TGIF! TGIF! TGIF!

Kelp:.........What.

Sunny: He just learned what that meant, and we've listed to Last Friday Night by Katy Perry all day because of it.

Joy: Ah, yes. TFGIF.

Air: TCIF.

Joy: C?

Air: Thank Cas it's Friday.

Seashell: Guys it's summer. Nobody cares what day of the week it is anymore.

Nightflyer: True.

Clay: Not true. I always care when it's Tuesday.

Air: *flails wildly*

Air: tueSDAY-

Air: PIG IN A-

Clay: Taco Tuesday is awesome.

Air:..........

Air: I don't need friends. They disappoint me.

Air: *strikes a weird pose*

Air: DO THESE TACOS TASTE FUNNY TO YOU?!!?!?!?

Clay: No because IT'S NOT TUESDAY AND I DON'T HAVE ANY TACOS!

Joy: Are you sure about that?

Clay: Yes. I am completely confident I don't have any tacos. I check every room I enter for food, and there are no tacos here.

Seashell: *snaps talons*

Seashell: *has taco*

Seashell: Are you sure about that? *waves taco*

Clay: *gasps* GIMME.

Clay: *lunges for taco*

Seashell: Nu uh. You gotta do something for us first.

Clay: ANYTHING FOR TACOS!!!

Joy: So hypothetically, would you kill Peril for a taco?

Peril: WHAT!

Clay:........

Peril: OF COURSE HE WOULDN'T!

Clay:.....What kinda taco we talking about here?

Peril: CLAY!

Clay: HEY, YOU CAN ALWAYS GET ANOTHER GIRLFRIEND, BUT TACOS ARE FOREVER.

Deathbringer:......I would disagree, but he has a point about tacos-

Glory: *rolls up newspaper and hits Deathy on the snout*

Deathbringer: OW! You said you wouldn't use the newspaper anymore!

Glory: Sorry, I forgot. *pulls out squirt bottle full of water and sprays him with it*

Deathbringer: *hisses like a cat and runs away*

Air: Clay we need you to sing a song about tacos.

Clay: I can do that.

Rainkeeper: And while you sing-

Clay: T-A-C-O-S, THOSE ARE THE FOOD THAT I LIKE BEST. TACOS-

Hosts:..........

Joy: Did.....Did he really have his own song about tacos written and prepared for the moment?

Air: Yes he did.

Joy: Oh three moons. *facetalon*

Tsunami: At least you weren't there for the rehersals.

Starflight: Or the shortly lived phase of the taco dance.

Sunny: It was a combination of the chicken dance and the dance you do to la cucharacha and it was not good.

Air: CLAY WE DIDN'T MEAN YOU SING YOUR OWN NUMBER ABOUT TACOS.

Clay: WITH A CRISPY CRUNCHY SHELL, BOY IT WILL BE SWELL, ONCE I EAT MY TTTTTTT-TACO!

Nightflyer: Why, just why-

Joy: CLAY WOULD YOU JUST SING RAINING TACOS BY PARRY GRIPP.

Clay: Why!?!?!

Rainkeeper: Because if you do it'll rain tacos.

Clay:.....Really?

Hosts: REALLY.

Clay: Like.....good tacos?

Seashell: Whatever kind of tacos you want.

Clay:.........

Clay: Put the damn music on. *jumps out the window*

Kelp: *hits play on the boombox*

Kelp: You know what I just realized?

Joy: what?

Kelp: The fact that we play all these songs on a boombox implies that we have a cassette tape of each song.

Kelp: And most of the songs we sing weren't even created by the time cassettes went out of style.

Nightflyer: Take it up with the complaint department, buddy.

*music starts* 

All: *goes outside to watch as Clay flies and sings through taco rain*

Clay: It's raining tacos
From out of the sky
Tacos
No need to ask why
Just open your mouth and close your eyes

Clay: *starts grabbing tacos and eating them*

Clay: It's raining tacosIt's raining tacos
Out in the street
Tacos
Allm tyou cfan meat
Lettuce and shmells
Chfeese and meat
It's raining tacosYum, yum, yum, yum, yumidy yum
It's like a dream
Yum, yum, yum, yum, yumidy yum
Bfring your sour cream

Clay: *muffled words around taco*Shmell
Meaf
LettuceChfeese
Shmell
MeafLettuce
Chfeese
Shmell
Meaf

Clay: *singing can literally no longer be heard around inhaled tacos*

Joy: CLAY QUIT EATING UNTIL YOU FINISH THE SONG!

Clay: *finishes taco* Meanie.

Joy: What did he just call me?

Kelp: Oh no.

Joy: BITCH WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME-

Kelp: Let it go, dear.

Joy: NO.

Kelp: He doesn't know better, we're robbing him of his tacos, relax *calmly restrains her*

Joy: *growls*

Clay: *flies through Taco rain and laughs*

Clay: It's raining tacos
Raining tacos
Raining tacos

Clay: It's raining tacosIt's raining tacos
Raining tacos
Raining tacos
Shells, meat, lettuce, cheese
It's raining tacos
It's raining TAAAAACCCOOOOOOOSSSSS!!!!!

Clay: *dives and grabs like twenty tacos*

All: *eating tacos*

Seashell: Anybody else getting weird Cloudy with a Chance of Meatball vibes?

Air: Yes, but instead of a monkey named Steve we have Kevin.

*Taco falls on Kevin*

Kevin: *hisses, angry meow, claws Riptide in the face*

Riptide: AAH!!!

Tsunami: AIR I WILL MURDER YOUR ANIMAL-

Peril: DON'T YOU DARE-

Glory: *feeding taco to the cat and laughing*

Glory: Good kitty.

Nightflyer: You are all terrible influences on that poor cat.

Joy: Of course they're terrible influences; how else did we get this way?

Nightflyer:.......Fair point.

Rainkeeper: The taco rain is kinda beautiful though.

Seashell: Yeah.... If only Tam were here to see it.

All: *moment of silence for Tam T. TAMLINISADICKHEAD*

Clay: QUIT MOURNING A DEAD SCAVENGER AND EAT MORE TACOS!!!!

Hosts: *gasp*

Kelp: How DARE YOU INSULT TAM'S MEMORY THAT WAY!

Joy: Permission to cram his throat full of tacos?

Rainkeeper: Granted.

Joy: YEEEEEEEE *tackles Clay*

Clay: *screams*

Clay: OH TACOS YAY!

All: *facetalon with taco*