WARNING/s ;
: Swearing (Censored)
Thunderstorm: What’s wrong? You look 10 seconds away from ripping someone’s throat out.
Quake: Lunar and Blaze were trying to invoke one of the minor gods again last night. I didn't get an ounce of sleep, thanks to their bloody chanting.
Cyclone: Why are you smiling?
Thunderstorm: What? Can’t I just be happy?
Cyclone: Solar tripped and fell in the parking lot.
Blaze, spraying a melted cutting board with a tiny water gun: We gotta cool this b*tch down. Cool it down.
Cyclone: I actually just put the cutting board in the oven...
Thorn, visibly confused: Okay, so he decided to put the cutting board in the oven?
Thunderstorm, spraying Cyclone: You F*CKING DUMB*SS!
Cyclone: Dude, I forgot-
Solar: OH MY F*CKING GOD! We're trying to make Chicken Alfredo right now, and you f*cking MELT the cutting board in the oven at 400 DEGREES FAHRENHEIT!?
Lunar: *Watching in complete confusion while trying to process this whole situation.*
Ice: Whose turn is it to give the pep-talk?
Thunderstorm: *sighing* Metal.
Metal: F*ck sh*t up out there, but don’t die.
Blaze: *wiping away a tear* So inspirational.
Cyclone: What's worse than a heartbreak?
Solar: Waking up in the morning and your phone wasn't charging.
Ice: Waking up in the morning.
Lunar: Waking up.
Cyclone: Words ending in 'ie' just sound so adorable. Like cutie, sweetie, cookie-
Blaze: Eyy, homie!
Ice: But then there's cootie...
Lunar: Die.
Quake, teaching Thunderstorm to drive: Okay, you're driving and Solar and Cyclone walk into the road. Quick, what do you hit?
Thunderstorm: Oh, definitely Solar. I could never hurt Cyclone.
Quake, massaging his temples: The brakes. You hit the brakes.
Quake: How late were you up last night?
Solar and Ice: Me?
Quake: No, not you two. You stay up late all the time.
Quake, to Lunar: You.
Cyclone and Thorn, in the back of Solar's car: MCDONALDS! MCDONALDS! MCDONALDS!
Quake: We have food at home.
Solar: *pulls into the McDonald's drivethrough*
Cyclone and Thorn: YAYYYYYY!
Solar: *orders one black coffee and leaves*
*Thorn sneezes*
Quake: Thorn, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!
*Solar sneezes*
Thunderstorm: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.
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Boboiboy Galaxy ; Oneshots And More
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