Yo yo Ball: why am I tied to a chair again?

Chips Bag: because of your nightmares. Yesterday you got a bat and whacked Pitchfork, Coconut and somehow all of Team 2 with it multiple times while screaming how the end is nye. And that was just in your sleep!

Yo yo Ball: okay okay. I know how this looks but Slick's a cool dude.

Chips Bag: who?

Yo yo Ball: oh. My sleep paralysis demon. We play checkers together and he takes me to ice cream and pizza parties.

Pitchfork: I'm sorry... WHAT!!!!????

Chips Bag writes some stuff down: okay then. Well me and Pitchfork are going to sleep now and you're going to have to watch us because even though you're probably the only one here that can accidentally kill us all, I'd rather have a sleepover.

Yo yo Ball: oh okay.

Chips Bag: brb.

Chips Bag goes to her secret hide out: Fireball, don't bring Glowstick to the sleepover. Tell Water Bottle or T-top to take him to the micronation they live on. Don't ask.