Kidnapper: I Have One Of Your Friends.

Second: Oh, fiddlesticks! That really ruffles my feathers!

Dark: Please, just say fuck.

Purple: So apparently the 'bad vibes' I’ve been feeling are actually severe psychological distress

Purple: Green, I beg of you. Please, PLEASE go to the doctor.

Green: Hey, I'm sorry. Is this OUR stab wound?

Dark: And then they ran into my knife. 10 times.

Chosen: You mean you stabbed them?

Dark: They ran into my knife.

Dark: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Chosen: Killed without hesitation.

Second: It's locked. You got a lock pick?

Chosen: Yeah-

Dark: *kicks in the door*

Dark: Here's a fun christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to fight whoever's under it.

Chosen: Dark no

Second: Mistlefoe!

Chosen: Please don't encourage him

Chosen: We all have our demons.

Chosen, grabbing Dark: This one’s mine.

Dark: When life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don't want your damn lemons, what the hell am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give The Dark Lord lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the person who's gonna burn your house down! With the lemons! I'm gonna invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!

Yellow: What do you call quantums of electromagnetic radiation that don’t get along?

Second: What did you just say-

Yellow: Foetons! *Laughs*

Second: Wh-what?