"WHAT ABOUT ME!!!!!!!!!"
*Pierrchhhhh*
"I'm sensing traa...ble!!"
"Mangos, it's so nice to meet you. Can I get your crew anything?"
"Yeah, an invitation."
"Guys, stop, please. You're ruining everything."
"So, you're the kid that's making all the fuss. I don't see how a little thing like you could cause such a utter. You aint even able to stutter."
"That's it."
"Ow…..owww.…owww.
Why'd you step on my toes for, you little brat? I'll get you for that."
"Be nice. If you were, then I might've invited you."
"Ooooo!!!"
"Sass talking are we? Well, it takes two to tango, Mister."
"Then let's dance. JALAPENO, MUSIC PLEASE."
"You're on. Best moves win."
"I win, you and vegetables call a truce."
"And if I win?"
".....I'll go home and take Apple with me."
"Darius, wait. What are you..."
"Deal!!"
"Perfect. I'll meet you on the floor."
*Ba dap*