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Olive:Â Forgot what?
Horror:Â How do you expect me to answer that?
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Horror:Â Ah shit, I forgot.
Olive:Â Forgot what?
Horror:Â How do you expect me to answer that?
Nightmare:Â Why would I flip my shit about that?
Dream:Â Because you flip your shit about everything.
Nightmare: Well, will you look at this. Here is my shit, and yet it remains unflipped. Just sitting there on the skillet, getting burned on one side. It’s a miracle.
Red: Pros and cons of dating me.
Red: Pro, you'll be the cute one.
Red: Cons, holy shit, were do I start?
The four moods of Nightmare Sans:
I'm too old for this shit
I'm too tired for this shit
I'm to sober for this shit
I dont have time for this shit
Killer: OMG! How are you such a good driver?
Dust: Because there is illegal shit in here.
The gang:
Dust: Because, If I don't use my turn signal, we're all gonna do 15
The gang:
Dust: Because I'm gonna lie and say it's yours
Dust: Put your seatbelt on
Dust: You are not safe
The gang:
Everyone quickly putting their seatbealts on
Nightmare: I can never give Dream shit because I’m jealous of them. They look at their life and say, “Sweet! This is perfect!”
Nightmare: I look at my life and say, “Welp. Time to get drunk.”
Dream: Hahahaha! How are you so funny?
Killer: Easy.
Killer: I'm traumatized!
Dream: What?
Killer: Hehe! You wouldn't believe the crazy shit I've been through.
Killer: It's so funny
Dream:
Ink: Thanks for not telling Blue what happened.
Dream, dumbfounded: I wanted to, believe me, but I wouldn't even know where to begin trying to explain this shit.
Nightmare, excited: Oh, my God. Do you know what this is?
Killer: It's a book. There's a lot of those in here, this is a library.
Nightmare:
Nightmare: Listen here you little shit
Killer, singing: "Mama said that it was okay, mama said that it was quit allright"-
Nightmare: No I did not. Actually I said not to
Nightmare, pointing at the kitchen: SET THE KITCHEN ON FIRE AGAIN!!!!
Nightmare: You know what you're on your own
Killer: What?-
Horror, standing behind Killer with a slipper in hand: Why hello, Killer~
Killer: Aw shit!
Later
All that can be heard are Killer's screams for mercy.
Dream:Â Would anyone know any good vendors for professional-quality brass knuckles?
Blue: I know you’re serious, but you say the scariest shit sometimes.
Nightmare: The glass is half empty.
Dream: I think the glass is half full.
Nightmare: I think you're full of shit.
Ink, puring poison in Error's drink
Ink, stirring the drink
Ink, licking the spoon
Ink:
Ink: Oh, shit
Kidnapper:Â I have one of your friends.
Nightmare:Â Which one? I have three.
Kidnapper:Â The loud, annoying, rowdy one who never shuts up.
Nightmare:Â Which one? I have three.
Killer, distantly:Â HEY!!!
Dust, texting:Â Killer, will you please go to sleep?
Killer, texting back: What makes you think you didn’t just wake me up?
Dust, yelling:Â I CAN HEAR YOU CLAPPING TO THE FRIENDS THEME EVERY TWENTY MINUTES SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP!
Dust, texting: You goin’ to sleep soon?
Killer, texting: I’m trying
Duat, yelling again:Â TRY HARDER I HAVE A 5:45 AM MEETING TOMORROW BITCH!
Killer, texting: Okay, don’t stay up too late or you’ll be cranky :)
Dust:
Trying to get information out of Ink
Error: START TALKING!
Ink: Well, I-
Error: OH MY GOD! SHUT UP!! YOU'RE SO ANNOYING!
Ink:
Killer: What if people had food names and food had people names?
Dust: Hey, spaghetti, we’re having Killer for dinner.
Cross: What is wrong with you people?
Horror: Shut up, chocolate.