Got more stories coming but I also got writer's block so-

Vil: How do you connect with a fictional character?

Sketches: What?

Nox: What?

Kiyochi: What?

Rockabiee: * pulls up a 500 slide presentation* I'm glad you asked.

Nox: I really like Eminem.

Hybrid: I prefer skittles.

Vil: She's talking about the rapper.

Hybrid: Why would she eat the wrapper?

Kiyochi: I wasn't that drunk.

Sketches: You colored my face with a highlighter because you said I was important.

Kiyochi: BECAUSE YOU ARE!

Sketches: Hey, thanks for checking in, I'm ✨still a piece of garbage✨

Hybrid: Now, Nox, all of us are doing this because we care about you, okay?

Kiyochi: Except for me. I just wanted to see the look on your face.

Kiyochi: I hate Nox.

Sketches: "Hate' is a strong word.

Kiyochi: I have strong opinions.

Sketches: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Kiyochi's birthday invitations.

Hybrid: Well, what are they supposed to say?

Sketches: "Kiyochi's birthday".

Hybrid: So, what do they say instead?

Sketches: "Kiyochi's bi".

Hybrid: ...

Hybrid: Works out either way.

Nox: Look guys, I need help.

Hybrid: Love help?

Sketches: Financial help?

Rockabiee: Emotional help?

Kiyochi: Help moving a body?

*Everybody looks at Kiyochi*

Kiyochi: What?

Hybrid: Rockabiee, what do you value about Kiyochi?

Rockabiee: She's thoughtful. She picks flowers and brings them to me. Often they're ones I've just planted, but...

Kiyochi: That's how I know they're fresh!

Rockabiee: God, I love Sketches.

Kiyochi: Yeah, you fucking better.

Sketches: Did you buy eggs like I asked?

Kiyochi: Even better!

Sketches: What the fuck did you-

Kiyochi: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.

Rockabiee: The odds of a murder happening by coincidence are vanishingly small.

Sketches: I would say infinitesimally

Kiyochi: And I'd say teeny-weeny. We all know fucking words, dipshits.

Sketches: Are you trying to give me a fucking aneurysm?

Hybrid: Pretty sure we all are.

Vil: I wasn't.

Nox: I was.

Rockabiee: I was trying to stop them, for your consideration.

Kiyochi: I just cause aneurysms naturally.

Hybrid: I have a bad feeling about this...

Kiyochi: What do you mean?

Hybrid: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?

Kiyochi: No?

Hybrid: That actually explains so much.

Hybrid: Rockabiee, Kiyochi, I love y'all and all, but can I ask what in the hell are you doing?

Rockabiee, trying to stabilize a tower of folding chairs that Kiyochi is sitting atop: Oh nothing much.

Kiyochi: I love you too :)

Hybrid: Hey, Nox. Why did the chicken cross the road?

Nox: To get to the other side?

Hybrid: You were supposed to say "I dunno, why?"

Nox: Uh... fine. I don't know. Why did it cross the road?

Hybrid: To get to the idiot's house.

Nox: ...Ok?

Kiyochi: Hey, Nox. Knock knock.

Nox: No.

Kiyochi: You were supposed to say "who's there?"

Nox: Fine... let's get this over with. Who's there?

Kiyochi: The chicken.

Nox: ...

Kiyochi: ...

Hybrid:

Nox: Listen here you little shits-

Sketches: How the hell did you crash the car?!

Nox: So I was just driving today, right? And my navigation told me to go straight.

Nox: I was like "woah, that's homophobic". Instead, I went gay. And, THAT'S when I got into an accident.

Sketches: ...

Vil, with a proud smile: And THAT'S my sister, ladies and gentlemen.

Kiyochi: I just drank a lego piece.

Sketches: ...what the hell?! You melted plastic and drank the liquid?

Kiyochi: Yes.

Sketches: Why did you even melt a lego in the first place?!

Kiyochi: Because it looked like chocolate! So I drank it! You know, like a chocolate shake?

Squad reactions to being called straight:

Kiyochi: The fuck, no I'm not.

Rockabiee: Excuse the hell out of you?

Hybrid: Ding dong, you are wrong!

Sketches: Who told you that? And why did they lie?

Vil: Rude.

Nox: *punches the person*

Hybrid: You have any sunscreen?

Vil: You can't get a sunburn from a bonfire—

Hybrid: It's for my marshmallow ya dummy.

Sketches, reading the newspaper: Huh. Did you know Nickelodeon opened a hotel?

Nox: Yeah, I went there once. There was a dead squirrel in the pool and I made Vil cry by telling them it was the real Sandy. 

Hybrid: When do you usually go to sleep?

Sketches: Whenever I collapse is entirely up to the gods.

Rockabiee: *slams books down in front of Sketches*

Rockabiee: Boil up some Mountain Dew. It's gonna be a long night.

Sketches: You could of said literally anything else.

Rockabiee: Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, Baja Blast to fuel my trouble.

Sketches: I'm going to just stop challenging you when you say random shit. I won't win. I realize this now.

Sketches: There's no meeting today because Vil is at the police station.

Nox: They're in jail?!

Hybrid: We have to get them out!

Kiyochi: Jailbreak! I'm in!

Rockabiee: I'll dress up and distract the guard!

Hybrid: Ooh, I'll bake some food to help distract ALL the guards!

Nox: I guess I could bring my frying pan in case we need a shield to keep us from being shot-

Sketches: No! Vil wasn't arrested! They're undercover, taking the system down from the inside. They don't need our help!

Rockabiee: "What are you into?" is such a broad question, like do I reply with a TV series or women?

Sketches: I made lightly fried fish fillets for dinner.

Rockabiee: Sketches, It's 1:15 am, what the fuck.

Sketches: Do you want the lightly fried fish fillets or not.

Rockabiee: Well, I mean yeah.

Sketches: So come downstairs while they're still hot.

Rockabiee: Wait, you just made them?

Sketches: Yeah, I wasn't tired so I decided to make lightly fried fish fillets.

Rockabiee: Say lightly fried fish fillets one more time Sketches.

Hybrid: Hey, what's the name of the guy who lives down the hall?

Sketches: His cats' names are Walter and Rose.

Hybrid: That's not what I asked.

Sketches: That is all the information I have.

Sketches: Y'know, maybe things aren't so bad. I'm here. I got the nice ocean breeze. Just alone with my thoughts.

Kiyochi: Hey, Sketches.

Sketches: GODDAMNIT!

Hybrid: *dangling from a rope over a pit of fire* Remember when I said I'd tell you when we're in too deep?

  Rockabiee: Yes?

Hybrid: We're in too deep.

Hybrid: I honestly feel like some of our conversations here are almost word-for-word accurate to the generator.

Sketches: Yup.

  Rockabiee: Maybe the generator is watching us.

Hybrid: Wouldn't that imply this conversation will be added?

Hybrid: ...

Hybrid: Wait—

Vil: it's illegal to look better than me.

Nox: I guess we're all going to jail then.

Hybrid: Seriously, Kiyochi, how many people would you have killed if we'd asked you to?

Kiyochi: That's not important

Hybrid: I DISAGREE.

Sketches: Remember! Curiosity killed the cat!

Kiyochi: Yes, but you forget that satisfaction brought it back. So yes, Nox, go find out if that thing can catch fire!

Sketches: You're a bad influence.

Kiyochi: And you don't know your sayings.

*At the police station*

Sketches: Hi, I'm here for Kiyochi.

Police officer: Who's Kiyochi?

Sketches: Ah, you must be new.

Nox: *coughs blood*

Hybrid: Don't die, Nox!

Nox: Don't tell me what to do!

Kiyochi: I know where you live.

Sketches: Where?

Kiyochi: In a house.