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Malk

((A/N: Every time sweeps talks, he says his speech in sweep language.))

Principal: Hey sweeps, do ya have anything to drink?

Sweeps: ya. In the fridge.

Baldi: hey Prince, grab me a glass of malk.

Principal: we don't have any malk, but I can get you some milk.

Sweeps: that's what he just said.

Baldi: ya I just want some malk.

Principal: no you're saying it wrong, you're saying MaLk, like it's a disease.

Sweeps: *chuckles* how would you say it?

Principal: I'm saying it the way everyone outta say it, milk. M-I-L-K.

Sweeps: right. Like 2%.

Baldi: right, whole malk.

Principal: nonononono, say milkshake.

Baldi: milkshake.

Principal: ok, now say milk.

Baldi: malk.

Principal: *slaps self* Are you hearing this?

Sweeps: yeah. The man wants a glass of mulk.

Principal:...mulk?

Sweeps: GIVE EM THE MULK, PRINCE!!!

Play: Sweeps, inside voices. We are taking a test.

Sweeps: sorry playtime.

Play: *walks away*

Baldi: PRINCE. POUR ME. A GLASS. OF MALK!!!!!!

Principal: why are you yelling at me??

Sweeps: just give him the freaking
molk!!!!

Principal: You guys aren't even saying the same thing!

Baldi: WERE ALL SAYING MALK, PRINCE!!!

Principal: No, you're saying malk, you're saying-

*a lot of annoying noises later*

Baldi: *grade A opera*

Principal: SHUT UP!!! JUST, SHUT UP!!!!!!! *puts gun towards head*

Baldi and sweeps: *point guns at the principal* better, put it down Prince!!

Principal: YOUR GONNA SHOOT ME IF I SHOOT MYSELF??!!! THAT DOES'NT MAKE ANY SENSE!!!!!!

Sweeps and Baldi: *point guns at selfs* PUT IT DOWN NOW, PRINCIPAL!!!!

Principal: PUT YOUR GUNS AWAY!!!

Sweeps: *crying* JUST PUT IT DOWN NOW!!!

Principal: IM GONNA KILL MYSELF OVER THIS!!

Baldi: *crying* YOURE LIKE A BROTHER TO ME!!!

All: *screaming*

(In an alternate universe.)

Principal: (on the phone.) then,after that, we pulled the trigger. All of us.

Sweeps:(on the phone.) You are not filming something like that.

Principal: why not?

Sweeps: it's just so..dark! *shoving First Prize into oven*

Prize: *trying to get out*

(The End. Requested by SailorMaya55.)

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