Yellow: I Don't Need To Go To Bed. I'm Not Tired, I'll Be Fine.

Second: Hey Dark, I’ve got an idea for how to solve this.

Dark, pulling out a shotgun: Yeah?

Second: Wh- No! That’s not the idea, Dark!

Dark: I’m a reverse necromancer.

Second: Isn’t that just killing people?

Dark: Ah, technically.

Chosen: I want to kiss you.

Dark, not paying attention: What?

Chosen: I said if you die, I won't miss you.

Dark, with their hands cupped over each other: I found a cool spider!

Second: Oh? Lemme see!

Dark, opening their hands to see nothing there: …hm.

Chosen: …where’s the spider.

Dark: *looks troubled and stares at their hands*

Second: Oh no.

Chosen: DARK, WHERE’S THE SPIDER?!

(chosen definitely has arachnophobia lol)

Dark: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.

Red: Do you think different paints have different tastes?

Blue: They do.

Yellow: ...Why did you say that with such certainty?

Chosen: *sees someone doing something stupid*

Chosen: What an idiot.

Chosen: *realizes it's Dark*

Chosen: Wait, that's MY idiot!

Chosen: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on in here?!

Second: It's kind of complicated, but Dark-

Chosen: Got it. Forget I asked.

Primal: Ballista is a little bitch.

Hazard: Why?

Primal: Number one, they're little. Number two, they're a bitch.

Navy, holding a new born Purple: He's beautiful...

The Doctor: We're gonna have to give him some shots.

Navy: Oh hell yeah, pour up. It's his fucking birthday.