
Okay, what? Someone tell me what I just wrote.
Oliver: *making cupcakes*
Allen: OLIVER!
Oliver: Yes poppet?~
Allen: WHY DOES MY BAT HAVE BLOOD ALL OVER IT IF HAVEN'T KILLED TODAY?!
Oliver: ... It wasn't me. Try Ash.
Me: *singing, dragging a dead body over to Oliver* Ollie~ Here ya go!
Allen: *comes into the basement* ASH!
Me: Aye? *drops the body next to Oliver*
Allen: Did you use my bat?!
Me: Calm your nonexistent tits, Al. Yes.
Allen: *explodes*
Me: AL NOOOO! *implodes*
Oliver: This is why I never wanted kids... *explodes then implodes*
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