So I wanted to try a thing.
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CannibalCrab was going to scream if he heard Blooper say it one more time.

Blooper was the type to have a 'Monthly Catchphrase' something he'd repeatedly say until he got a new one. Lately, they made less and less sense. His last one was 'But at what cost?'

It made talking to him agonizing.

"Blooper, we're out of chocolate ice cream, what kind do you-"

"But at what cost?"

Like, how the hell was he supposed to respond to that? The kid made it difficult, but there was no stopping him. CannibalCrab just accepted his fate, no matter how much he hated it.

But now it was getting to the last straw. Now it was freaking "OwO" which ISN'T EVEN A WORD. WHY? IS IT TO TORTURE ME? WHY DOES HE DO THIS?

Which is why, Cannibal snapped.

"OwO"

"STOP THAT!"

";-;"

"Cannibal!" KrakenKid glared at him, looking up from his computer. "Now he's upset!"

"Wha- HOW? He just said semicolon dash semicolon! That makes no sense!"

"D:"

"WHA- that's it, I've had enough for the day."

CannibalCrab stormed out. As soon as his Dad's back was turned, Blooper pulled out a check list and marked off 'Speaking in emojis' on his long list of 'Ways to piss Cannibal off'.

He couldn't wait to rearrange his furniture several times a day for a week. Blooper made a mental note to set up a secret camera in Cannibal's house when he did.

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Joe standing stiffly, blocking Rasmus' exit out of his office and trying to look casual, was not a good sign. Rasmus knew him long enough to know that.

Rasmus tried to move past him but Joe remained a wall in his path, shaking his head. Eventually, Rasmus gave in. "What?"

"I just think maybe you should stay inside today. And tomorrow. For a month or two." Joe gave a smile, trying to reassure him everything was fine but only set off alarms in his head.

And knowing Joe, he could only be doing this for a few reasons. One, was the most likely.

Rasmus crossed his wings. "Where's Cody?"

Panic flashed on his face. Bingo. "Doing stuff!" Joe answered quickly a moment later.

"Mmhmm, don't like the sound of that." His eyes narrowed, searching deeper. "...What about Professor?"

The same look repeated. "Uh... Trying to stop Cody from doing stuff."

So it goes deeper then... "Sam?" He tried.

"Trying to stop Professor from stopping Cody from doing stuff."

"Selena?"

"Trying to stop Sam from stopping-!"

Rasmus waved him off before he continued. "Okay, I get the cycle now... And what are you doing?"

Joe didn't answer for a while before Rasmus have him a look. "...Stopping you."

Now that was the cherry on top of the perfect sundae of worrying. "Joe, if I should be stopping Cody, doesn't that make it a bad idea?" Joe hesitated for a long while, conflicted. "Joe," Rasmus repeated again. "What's Cody doing?"

"...He's gonna dye his feathers different colors."

Rasmus pushes past him without a second thought, marching towards Cody's favored hair styling place.

Rasmus isn't sure what the boys would do without him.

——

Gunfire pinned Cody and Pikalus behind the rubble of the destroyed building. Both were breathing heavily, and popped their heads up as soon as the noise stopped, only for the shots to resurface again. They were back to square one.

"There's too many of them." Pikalus gritted his teeth. His body threatened to change but knowing he would do more harm than good, he managed to suppress it. "Any ideas? I'm open for anything right now."

Cody paused for a moment before running a hand through his top feathers. "C'mon... What would Dad do?" He asked himself.

Pikalus blinked for a moment. He never even considered whatever Cody was using to think before. What would Dad do? As Cody was coming up with the answer, he decided to ask himself that.

...Of course, having no idea what the man looked like, Pikalus ended up imagining him as looking like himself but with a thick mustache and a business suit. In his mind, Father Pikalus gave him a big smile.

"What would you do?" Pikalus asked the imagination, then silently hoped he didn't just say that out loud.

"Bye, Son!" Father Pikalus waved and faded away.

...Oh. Right. The only thing Pikalus knows about him is that he left him and his mother before he was born.

Besides him, Cody suddenly bounces his head up, grinning. "I got it! We should-!" The King turns his head to see Pikalus, of all people, spacing out. He waves his hand in front of his face to snap him out of it. "You okay?" Cody asks hesitantly.

Pikalus is quiet for a long time. "...I think I have issues."

——

The five Atlanteans all paled as the whole bunker shuddered and threatened to collapse. After Professor Pikalus' latest experiment of trying to train the Yeti he caught failed, they all landed themselves hiding in a protective bunker. However, the Yeti found out and quickly started to attack it, now landing them where they were now.

Tanith gulped and finally spoke in the deafening silence. "Guys, if we're gonna die, I gotta get something off my chest! Pikalus, for my first two weeks at Atlantis, I thought your name was Pickles and nobody corrected me!"

Cody glances up at her and gulped. "I have some things too... I don't really love all Atlanteans! Some of them are real douches and the guilt is killing me!"

Pikalus couldn't stop himself, he had things to say too. "Sometimes I use big, scientific words even though I have no idea what they mean! But, I- I'm supposed to be the smart one, dang it! If I'm not smart, what am I?"

Sam hesitated a beat before squeezing her eyes shut. "I'm not actually laid back! I'm constantly stressed, twenty four-seven and I just don't want to deal with it! I mean, have you guys SEEN what goes on around here, how could I not be?"

"I ATE CODY'S LAST POPTART AND BLAMED IT ON KRAKENKID!" Selena screeched.

"I KNEW IT!"

"YOU KNEW NOTHING!" Selena bit back. "You accepted it without question and upped the palace's defenses, and only just stopped looking for a secret tunnel or possible mole in the system!"

Cody swore to himself, biting his lip. "Fine, fine, you win..."

———

Darrel practically raised KrakenKid growing up. Luckily, he missed the really young ages, but unluckily, he was there for those confusing teenage years.

While KrakenKid was grown up enough now, Darrel now watched as Blooper started doing the same things and had some serious Deja vu.

"Blooper's getting into that edgy phase." KrakenKid explained, sighing deeply. "What'd you do with me?"

"I just dealt with it. He'll grow out of it eventually. Speaking of, it's almost dinner, one moment."

Darrel ducked out of his office and headed to Blooper's little house. He popped his head in and almost sighed out loud.

Blooper was wearing a dark cloak, sitting in the dark with a singular candle in the room, on top of the dresser. Darrel was getting too old for this, but regardless, he did what he did best and dealt with it.

"Blooper, it's your turn to choose what's for dinner, what do you want?"

Blooper paused dramatically before turning to him, eyes glowing in the dark.

"Chicken nuggets."

Darrel nodded. "Chicken nuggets it is, Blooper."

"Dark Lord."

"Right. Chicken nuggets for the Dark Lord, coming right up."

Yeah, Darrel was way too old for this.

——

Selena and Blooper stood outside of her childhood home. Before Blooper could enter, she blocked the way with a serious look on her face.

"Listen, my parents invited you here so I need you to take dinner seriously. My Dad needs to like you. My Stepmom isn't a problem, she likes everyone who's half decent, but it's my Dad who can get judgmental." Her eyed narrowed. "Got it?"

Blooper rolled his eyes. "How bad can he be?"

"He made Cody cry within twenty minutes of the dinner. We're supposed to be here an hour."

Blooper chuckled to himself. "Cody's a lightweight. What do you have to worry about with me? On more important matters, what are we eating?"

Selena paused for a long while before sighing in defeat. He wasn't backing down. "Spaghetti and meatballs." She said at last.

"You mean swaghetti and memeballs?" Blooper answers immediately, finger gunning her.

Selena gave him a long look.

"...Okay I see what you mean now." Blooper huffed. "Going to be a long night."

——

"HELLO!" Blooper yelled into the microphone, catching the local people's attention. "HELLO, YES, WE HAVE A LOST SWEATER HERE!"

Blooper held it up to show it off, the brought it down to look at the tag. "IT SAYS IT BELONGS TO SELENA! FIRST NAME SELENA, LAST NAME SIREN. ANYBODY HERE WITH THAT NAME?"

Selena sighed and walked up to him. "Blooper-!"

Blooper batted her away. "Not now, Salami, I gotta find the owner of this sweater because I want one- SO IS ANYBODY HERE NAMED SELENA?"

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See they're based on memes
But they're longer

Ayyyy? Not all memes work written out but I liked how these came out! Be sure to comment what you liked and such, these took a bit to make and comments are heavily appreciated, and I'll see you guys later!

—JustAnAtlantisWriter