Gore Convention

Incorrect Quotes Pt.2!

Y/n: Can you cut me some slack, JD? I'm sort of in love.
JD: I'm sorry, but that's really not my problem.
Y/n: I'm in love with you.
JD: *blushes* Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

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Y/n: Do you want to be the Sun in my life?
Stu: Yes.
Y/n: Good, then stay 92,935,700 miles away from me :)

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*Y/n and Stu playing minecraft*
Y/n: Oh no, oh no, oh no-
Stu: What's wrong?
Y/n: I did a thing.
Stu: You regret the thing you dID-
Y/n: *screams*
Stu: What the fuck did you do- *sees mass of aggravated Piglin* Damn it-
Y/n: *screams again*

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Y/n, writing in a letter: "I'm going to kick.. your... ass."
Y/n: THERE. Now send it.
Stu: Dude, your handwriting's terrible, are you sure you want to-
Y/n: JUST DO IT!
later
Billy: So what does it say?
JD, reading the letter: They say they're going to "lick my...."
Billy:
JD:
Billy: Gross-

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JD: Billy, you'll be working with Y/n and Stu.
Billy: Alright! My fantasy threesome!
Everyone else: *blank stares*
Billy: ...Of people on a team.

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JD: Which country has the most birds?
JD: Portu-geese!
Y/n: That's a language.
JD: Portu-gull?
Y/n: Good recovery.
Stu: I think you mean good re-dovery.
Billy: TURKEY. HOW DID WE MISS TURKEY?

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JD: Why is Billy crying on the floor?
Stu: They took one of those 'what person are you?' quizzes.
JD: And?
Stu: They got Y/n.

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Hannibal: I hope you have an explanation for this.
Glen: We have three actually-
Y/n: Pick your favorite.

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Hannibal, texting group chat: What flavour of ice cream do you guys want? I'm at the store so be quick!
Glen: Moose Tracks is good!
Y/n: What the fuck is that!?
Glen: *Gasp* How dare you insult moo-
Y/n: No. No no not that. What the hell. Why do you spell flavor like flavour. It's like you have flavor but then this guy shows up and is like "Oui Oui Would you like chocolate flaVOUR or vanilla flaVOUR.
Hannibal and Glen: what?
Y/n: I don't get it why add the EXTRA u when it's PERFECTLY FINE AS IT IS!?
Hannibal: You done now?
Y/n: Yeah ok.
Hannibal and Glen: ...
Y/n: ...Can I have the Mint Chocolate chip flavour?

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Y/n: Oh Glen, we have a visitor!
Glen: Don't tell me it's Hannibal.
Y/n: It's Hannibal.

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Y/n: Hey, Bo you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform.
Bo: Have you ever been to a mortuary?
Y/n: Yea, my grandma lives there.
Vincent: That is the worst response to that question.

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Y/n: Why would you do that?
Vincent: Because I feel guilty.
Bo: Guilt is a trick emotion. It's put there by your parents to stop you from doing things that feel good.

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Vincent: Would you slap Y/n-
Bo: Yes.
Vincent: I didn't even finish!
Bo: Sorry, continue.
Vincent: Would you slap Y/n for 10 dollars?
Bo: I would do it for free.
Y/n: Rude...

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Vincent: *is wearing silk pants* How does this look?
Y/n: Like its slips on and off really easily.
Vincent:
Y/n: No, I didn't mean it like that-
Bo: We know what you meant.

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Chucky, pointing to the wall: What color is this?
Y/n: Gray.
Tiffany: Grey.
Chucky, turning to Glen: Now tell them what color you think it is.
Glen: Dark white.

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Vincent: I am darkness. I am an power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am-
Hannibal: A doll.
Stu: A cinnamon roll.
Y/n: A sweetheart.
Vincent:
Vincent: ...stop it.

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Hannibal: *sees Y/n and Stu together*
Hannibal: They're cute. I would put them on a boat.
Vincent: You mean... you ship them?

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Stu: You're smiling. What happened?
Y/n: What? Can't I smile just because I feel like it?
Vincent: Hannibal tripped and fell down the stairs today.

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Y/n: A pessimist sees a dark tunnel.
Stu: An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel.
Vincent: A realist sees a freight train.
Hannibal: The train driver sees three idiots standing on the tracks.

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Y/n: Die.
Stu: Please don't die!
Y/n: DIE!
Stu: PLEASE DON'T DIE!
Vincent, confused: Why are they yelling at a plant?
Hannibal, watching while eating popcorn: They bought it together and Stu wants Y/n to accept it as their kid.