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Yaya, setting down a card: Ace of spades!

Gopal, pulling out an Uno card: +4

Ying, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you!

Fang, trembling: What are we playing..?











Thorn: I told Lunar their ears flush when they lie.

Solar: Why?

Thorn: Look.

Thorn: Hey Lunar! Do you love us?

Lunar, covering his ears: No.

Solar:












[In a Mission]

Yaya: We need a distraction.

Boboiboy: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

Gopal, whispering: My time has come.











Cyclone: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Thunderstorm: You’re a hazard to society

Blaze: And a coward. DO TWENTY.











Gopal: I can’t believe you live nearby, and you won’t let anyone crash at your place.

Fang: You people already know too much about me.

Boboiboy: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won’t let any of us crash at your place.











Solar: You're right.

Blaze: That's... That's an unusual phrase for you. Did you just learn it?












Fang: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE

Ying: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially

Fang, desperately, as Ying bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Ying: Oh! B positive.

Fang: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Ying:












Quake: Lunar... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?

Lunar: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned.

Quake:

Quake: I wrote sanitize, Lunar.













Ice: I slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so lets go for 12 more just incase.

Solar: Ice, that's a coma.

Ice: Sounds festive.











Quake, addressing the squad: And if you have any suggestions feel free to put them in the suggestion box.

Solar: But– that’s just a trash can.

Quake: It sure is.

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