"WOT-"
"well then why don't we introduce our new pal to our weapons" and to that he punches the massive doors off their hinges
For some reason, Matt can't get up from the floor. "What the hell?- Lance, did you glue me to the floor again?!"

"LANCE, YOU SON OF A BI-"

"Nice one!" She giggles (how do they know each other ny the way-)
"Ay bro watch yo tone."
"Besides, answer this question and i'll probably help you get unstuck."
Cue Nolegs just whispering to Lance. "Watch this. This is gonna be a certified classic."
"Well, as long as Lance promises NOT to murder me while i'm stuck on the floor."
"Yeah yeah. Whatever."
"Lance? What do you think?"
"Alright. So, Matt."
"what?-"
"How dietz nuts taste?-" Oh lord-
"OH HE DID NOT-" Cue Peanut just go straight to laughing.
"AYO?! AYYYOOO-"
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