P.k: this is what I get for defending Mickey???

England: see ya squirt, don’t give anyone a hard time

P.k: I was perfectly rational, see? I didn’t act out and I only set on fire.

England: (deadpan) how one sided.

P.k; or don’t, that works too. (Slides to the floor and just lies there)

England: right, right.

P.k: (increases their bodies temperature) go on, hit me.

England: so we’re just… gonna let it happen, huh

P.k: given the circumstance.

England: (hums) wonder who’s gonna get to them first

P.k: Then Jay will stand down.

England; someone’s is so getting in trouble for this shit… (eats the marshmallow)

England: (hands him a bag) go crazy squirt.

P.k: do not tell me to calm down! I will keep mirit out of harms way if I see so fucking fit!

P.k: (scowls) I AM PERFECTLY RATIONAL TOBY. Do not criticize me.

England: (roasts a marshmallow)

P.k: (immediately lights on fire, keeping aware of Mickey) they’re not yours to cook.

England: (starts recording)

P.k: good job, Mirit, you scared the scary demon away.

England: scared is under doing it. More like terrified.

P.k: Mickey, here.

England: it’s…not so bad. Their body language and eyes make up for it.

England: forever family, I guess.

P.k: (smiles)

England: I mean…we’re killers..? I question the heart family.

P.k: you have Mickey, don’t you?

England: (smiles softly)

P.k: (deadpans at them) riighht…. (Clears throat) it’s like Jordan to teach kids basic necessity.

P.k: the faster it’s done, the faster they can do activities.

England: you sound like my dad.

England: (snickers) i’d kill to see that.

P.k: I’m sure you would. Go and get your homework finished, Viskelic. Don’t give your watchers a hard time.

England: (grumbles) okay party popper.

P.k: heard that.

England: yes, you should definitely record squirt.
P.k: don’t give into the demon spawn?!
England: just once, las. I’ll cover for you.

P.k: (scowls) well it’s not my *fault*!
England: you’re just pissy under all that monotone personality
P.k: (makes a strangling motion at them but otherwise calms down)

P.k: (heats their body up as emphasis)

England: I’m not complaining.

P.k: (grumbles) I might just pluck *your* feathers off.

England: (deadpans)