Eddsworld School

Tom: *being quiet* Edd: *drawing* Matt: *looking at himself in the mirror* Tord: *throwing paper airplanes at you*

*I slap tord* in nomine Patri et filii et spiritus sancti

*slaps back playfully, smirking* TORD: Whatcha gonna do, pray the gay away? Not gonna work, h*e.

*Lola: *She lets out a small, delighted laugh, looking genuinely impressed.* Bold. I like it. *She turns, hand outstretched toward her brother.* Phone, bro. *Patryck: Absolutely not. *He shields his phone with one arm, glaring at you over his shoulder.*Edd: Oh, this is getting good! *Matt: DO IT! DO IT! DO IT! *Tord: This is a train wreck!*Lola: A dare's a dare. Hand it over. *She says, wiggling her fingers expectantly.*

*Tord jerks back* DON'T DO THAT! You'll- *Matt shrieks* MY BONES! Tom: *quietly slides over wrist guards*

Then kneel.

*the next day is Halloween and im chain saw man*

*eyes widen* Chainsaw man? That's... actually cool.

*adjusts my mask* didn't know you had taste, larsen

*at tomorrow, tom was eating korean food*

*Edd: Is that Korean food? It smells amazing! What is it? *Matt leans over, his eyes wide with curiosity.**Matt: Can I try some? It looks so yummy! *Edd: Is it spicy?*Tord: Probably some weird, smelly fish. *Matt: Shush, tord! It looks good!*

*snatches the paper airplane* you're so annoying

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*Everyone coos* Aww! *Tord: OH MY GOD, IT'S JUST SNOW!*Matt: Tom, your nose is so red and cold! *Edd: It is kinda cute...*Matt: Can I take a picture?