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@twosetbutincorrect
Waiter: What will it be for you, sir?
Eddy: I'd like a korean fried chicken cutlet, please
Waiter: And what would you like?
Brett: Nothing more than to slumber in my abode, hoping that Ling Ling will visit me in my dreams and teach me the ways of the universe
Waiter:
Eddy, sighing: The same for him, please
Eddy: I want to tell you a viola joke but I only remember the punchline
Brett: Go ahead
Eddy: Everyone is happy when the case is closed
Brett: "What does a viola and a lawsuit have in common?"
Eddy, tearing up: You complete me
Eddy: *shredding on the recorder blissfully*
Editor-san: Do you take any requests?
Eddy: Sure!
Editor-san: Please stop
Ray: *unbuttoning shirt* Wow it's so hot in here
Twoset:
Brett: Ray why is your violin wearing a shirt and why are you unbuttoning it
Subtitler-san: Why are Brett and Eddy sitting back to back?
Editor-san: They got into an argument
Subtitler-san: Why are they holding hands...?
Editor-san: They get sad when they fight
Twoset: *tearful nodding*
Eddy: I'M EDDY CHEN I CAN DO WHAT I WANT WHEN I WANT AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME
Editor-san: I'm calling Brett
Eddy, sweating: no waiT-
Brett, smiling: 1 universe, 9 planets, 7 seas, 7 continents, 809 islands, 204 countries, 7 billion people, and I had the immense luck of running into Hilary Hahn at the bubble tea shop today.
Eddy, from the other room: Aren't there 8 planets?
Brett: VIVA LA PLUTO! FUCK YOU!
Brett: In honor of you buying bubble tea for me today, I have decided that you may hug me for four to five seconds
Eddy: FORTY-FIVE SECONDS???
Brett: NO I SAID FOUR TO-
Eddy, already bear-hugging Brett: Too late.
Eddy: Hey can you do something for me?
Brett: I would literally help you hide a dead body, burn the scene down to destroy the evidence, and run away with you to Switzerland.
Eddy: Great, can you do the dishes?
Brett, scooting away: Hell no.
Twoset: Violas are horrible!
Ray: I think they're cool-
Brett: Dude, what? They can't play!
Eddy: And the terrible C string! *shudders* Not to mention the lack of repertoire...
Hilary Hahn: I think violas are important too
Twoset:
Twoset: Yeah I guess they’re alright
Ray:
Eddy: *sees Brett's contacts* Oh my god, I can't believe Brett's contact name for me is "my best friend for life", that's so adorable!
Eddy: Wait
Eddy: This isn't my number...
Eddy: *dials the number*
Person on the other end: Hello, thank you for calling the bubble tea store. Mr. Yang, the usual?
Eddy:
*Editor-san choking their left lung out*
Brett: Oh no! We need to call 911 but the 9 button isn't working!
Eddy: Quick, turn the phone upside down and use the 6!
Brett: Genius!
Editor-san: *stops choking momentarily* What the fuck
Smol Brett and Eddy at math tutoring pt.2
Tutor, pointing at a triangle's right angle: This little square means that it's 90 degrees
Eddy: How can it be 90 degrees? It's winter
Tutor: No the angle is-
Brett: Because of global warming
Eddy: Ohhh
Tutor:
Subtitler-san: How long are we going to stand here and watch them do that?
Editor-san: Just... give them a minute
Brett and Eddy, sharing a single brain cell: *forcefully pushing a door that clearly says pull*
Brett: We finish each other's-
Eddy, making a Frozen reference: Sandwiches!
Brett: No we fucking don't if you touch my sandwich I will yeet you out of a window
Smol Brett and Eddy (pt.3)
Brett: There's only one way to settle who gets the last sip of bubble tea. Scissors, paper, rock!
Eddy: *scissors*
Brett: *rock*
Eddy, tearing up: Oh I lost...
Brett: No no you won! This rock is soft!!
Brett, running into the kitchen: Is something burning?
Eddy, leaning on the stove, passionately playing careless whisper on the violin: Only my desire for practicing
Brett: Eddy youR SHIRT IS ON FIRE