Police: You’re under arrest for trying to carry three people on a single motorcycle.

Angel, with Husk and Alastor behind them: Wait, what do you mean THREE?!

Police: Yes…three.

Angel: Oh, my God— What the fuck!?

Police: Wha-

Angel: Melody FUCKING FELL OFF!






Angel: I still don’t have a New Year’s resolution.

Alastor: You could lose a few.

Husk: You could be less lazy.

Melody: Don’t be such a bitch.

Angel: Okay DAMN, SHIT.






Angel: Everyone synchronise your watches.

Husk: I don't know how to do that.

Melody: I don't wear a watch.

Alastor: Time is a construct.






Angel: *is hugging Nifty*

Husk: Hey! It's my turn to hug Nifty!

Husk: *grabs Nifty*

Alastor: *kicking down the door* What do you mean, "yOuR tUrN"? We agreed now is my time slot!

Angel: No, It's still my turn!

Nifty: *suffocating* Guys, I love you, but just because I'm the smallest doesn't mean you can be hugging me constantly!

Husk: But we need the moral support!

Angel: And you're small! Which is cute!

Alastor: If I don't hug you right now I think the depression will kick in and my body will stop functioning.

Nifty: *close to tears* Well- I, I guess.






Alastor: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Husk: No, that's not how you make cookies.

Angel: FLOOR IT!!

Alastor: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?

Husk: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN-

Alastor: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!

Melody: DO IT!

Husk: NO-






Melody, watching Angel and Husk fight: Are you sure they should be fighting? What if they get hurt?

Alastor, not bothered by the chaos: It’s fine. They’re too evenly matched to hurt each other.

Melody: Then... who’s the strongest out of you three?

Angel: Alastor.

Husk: Alastor.

Alastor: Me.