ok.... I'm so late it's honestly sad- but I almost lost my account so-
And the chapters that I had ready were deleted by accident :')
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~Incorrect Quotes~
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Tommy: Phil, we're hungry!
Wilbur: Phil! What's for dinner?
Tubbo: We're hungry, Phil!
Phil, frying a bottle of ketchup over the stove: *screams*
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Techno: My life isn't as glamourous as my wanted poster makes it look.
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Techno: I have met some of the most insufferable people. But they also met me.
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Tommy: Swear words are illegal now. If you say one you'll be fined.
Techno: Heck.
Tommy: You're on thin fucking ice.
Tommy: Oh no-
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Dream: *watching their house burn down*
Dream:
Dream: *starts filming* Waddup, guys, welcome to my vlog, today's topic: how to get away with accidentally committing arson because you forgot Spaghetti O's cans are metal and thus non-microwavable! Step one: deny everything.
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Tommy: My head hurts.
Techno: That's your brain trying to comprehend its own stupidity.
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Tubbo: I wasn't hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal, that's where the blood's supposed to be!
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Dream: Remain CALM! *slaps Tommy multiple times*
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The Squad: *walking at the mall*
George: Hey, have any of you guys seen Tommy? He has been gone for a while..
Techno: Eh, nope.
Wilbur: No, I haven't...
Dream: Probably ran off to McDonald's or something.
Tommy: Hey.
George: Ooh, there you are-
Wilbur: What the fu-
Dream: I- where were you?!
Tommy: Walking right behind you guys.
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*Techno's and Wilbur's house is on fire, but they don't know it*
Techno: Dang, it's hot in here.
Wilbur: I know, it's so hot there's smoke coming out of the vent!
Techno:
Techno: First of all, I'm assuming you have no idea what the problem with that statement is.
Wilbur: What?
Techno: Second of all, we need to get the heck out of here, NOW.
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Wilbur: I'm so happy two of my favorite people are getting along now.
Tommy: Uh, Dream and Techno are not getting along.
Wilbur: They're not trying to kill each other.
Tommy: You may have a point.
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Wilbur: Good morning.
George: Good morning.
Tubbo: Good morning.
Phil: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.
Dream: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS!
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Phil: While I'm gone, you're in charge Wilbur.
Wilbur: Yes!
Phil, whispering to Techno: You're secretly in charge, but I don't want them to feel bad.
Techno: Obviously.
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Tommy: I failed my safety training course today.
Techno: Why, what happened?
Tommy: Well one of the questions was "In case of a fire, what steps would you take?"
Techno: And?
Tommy: Well apparently "FUCKING LARGE ONES" isn't an acceptable answer.
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George: Do you know the ABCs of first aid?
Sapnap: A. Bone. Coming out of the skin is very bad.
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Sapnap & Wilbur:*Playing video games*
George: You guys woke up at 5:30 in the morning just to play games?
Sapnap: *silence*
Wilbur: *silence*
George, finally figuring it out: ...You two never went to sleep, did you?
Sapnap & Wilbur in shame: Yeah...
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Wilbur: Tommy, what do you have?
Tommy: A KNIFE!
Wilbur: Okay, have fu-
Phil: NO!
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Dream: I dropped Tommy.
Wilbur: Dream, what the fuck.
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Ok bye-
For now-
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