“We’ll get to that!” Bonnie huffed.
“I spawned here with these,” Wade said, reaching down to pat the pistols on his hips.
“Waaaade! You dropped those? How did you get them back?” Mark asked, disbelief.
“I dunno, they spawned back on me,” Wade shrugged.
“I don’t believe you,” Mark scoffed. Bob started laughing.
“Regardless, I really want a giant sword…or a mace or something,” Ken went on.
“Mace…that sounds like it would be totally badass,” Michelle noted.
“Like…you could just whip it out and be like…say hello to my little friend!” Ken said. Michelle burst into laughter.
“Or you could say, get ready to kiss my Richard,” Wade added.
Mark burst into laughter, “You guys are ridiculous!”
Bob clenched his side, he was laughing so hard, “Oh gawd!”
“All the dick jokes,” Mark laughed.
“What! NOOO!” Michelle exclaimed.
“That is not what I was going for,” Ken stated, “But that’s pretty funny.”
“Can we PLEASE focus!” Bonnie exclaimed.
“To be fair- to be fair,” Michelle interjected, “We’re all really excited to see each other, so it’s really difficult for us to pay attention. I’m still trying to get over the fact that Mark is taller than I thought he would be.”
“And I find it pretty cool that I get to bro-fist everybody!” Felix added.
“Oh yea! Man! Felix!” Ken lifted his fist and pounded knuckles with Felix’s free hand.
“Okay, strategy time,” Bob interjected, “We’re up against a slenderman monster?”
“Correct,” Dexter stated.
“Well, we’re fucked,” Ken laughed.
“I don’t know how we’re supposed to beat a slenderman,” Michelle said, with defeat.
“I’ll beat him with my bare hands!” Mark said loudly.
“Well he’s not just a straight up slenderman,” Cinnabon argued, “He’s Markimash. He’s not the creation of a game…but of fans of youtubers playing games…”
“That’s what we all are,” Bonnie sighed.
“I kinda got that vibe,” Wade added.
“If we get everybody armed, we can do some training,” Cinnabon suggested.
“That is tooooo dangerous,” Dexter protested.
“Why? I want a rifle!” Bob smirked, “I’ll snipe the shit out of you guys!”
“NOOO!” Dexter yelled.
“Gimme my mace! I’ll fuck your shit up!” Ken laughed.
“Can’t we just make love and not war?” Felix asked.
“Nnnno,” Ken stated.
“I kind of want a badass katana or something,” Michelle added, “That sounds badass! I’ll need some armor too. something for protection.”
“NO NO NO!” Dexter yelled, trying to cut into the conversation.
“Not if I snipe you first,” Bob argued.
“Let’s just go sniff trees,” the pug interjected, “Let’s just go play trees.”
“We can’t play trees, little pug,” Felix said, scratching the dog’s chin, “We have to save the internet.”
“Internet Crusaders!” Ken declared.
Mark laughed, “Copyright twenty fifteen?”
“Yea! Totally!” Ken laughed.
“SHUUUUUT UUUUUUP!” Dexter shouted at the top of his lungs.
Everybody went silent, finally turning their attentions to Dexter. They looked a bit befuddled by his screaming. Their fun was not bothered, as they were trying to calm residual giggles.
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