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*Angel pulls Key into a tight hug* Angel: God, you're too pure for this hellhole.

*Key would reach into Angel's back pocket and take his phone without him noticing*

*Angel pats Key's head absently* Angel: We're keeping you safe down here, sweetie.

*Alastor stands at the top of the laundry chute* Alastor: This'll be a quick shortcut~ *hops in headfirst*

*Alastor gets stuck halfway down* Alastor: Oh dear...

*Vox smirks* Vox: Need help down there, Radio Boy?

*Husk holds Angel firmly* Husk: It's just water. You're a grown demon, act like it. *thunder crashes*

*Angel clings desperately* Angel: NO! I'M GONNA DIE!

*A bird would fly by, completely happy about the rain, dispite the lightning striking only a few feet away from it, it wouldn't be afraid*

Fawn: Charlie, you cried once when you couldn't find your phone that was LITERALLY IN YOUR HAND!

*Key would speed behind Zestial (because he is tall)*

Key: I'm broke.

*Nicole would wait until her diaper is completely off, then make the stickiest, stinkiest, and most liquefied shat known to man*

*Junior would grab popcorn out of nowhere, waiting for the detailed details*

Flixis: RAISE YOUR HAND IF ZESTIAL NEEDS A GIRLFRIEND BY NEXT MEETING?!

*In Wrath Ring, Satan would get a letter, red paper with white, sloppy marker saying "Dear Satan" in the front*

*Satan opens the letter, eyebrow raised* Satan: What fresh hell is this?

*Inside would be "Dear Satan, for my 6th Christmas I want-" Satan wouldn't finish reading*

*Steel and Niffty would climb into the vents casually*

*Niffty pops out* Niffty: Found snacks!

*Steel would hold out mold* Steel: So did I!

*Valentino laughs* Valentino: Best month of my life! *grins wickedly*

*Niffty appears behind Valentino* Niffty: Hey Val~ *giggles manically*

*Valentino spins around* Valentino: JESUS! *clutches chest* What the FUCK, Niffty?!

Neon: I like seeing the stars.

*Alastor's smile doesn't reach his eyes* Alastor: The stars? How quaint. *steps closer* Mind if I join you?

Neon: Mm, no thanks.

Fawn: You guys know what moth balls smell like?

*Rosie sniffs* Rosie: No? Should we?

Fawn: If you're curious, it's really similar to what Susan smells line.