These Things Are Collectors Items:

These things are collectors items:

Cobalt: my god

Boba: Cobalt, what happened

Cobalt: why didn't I figure this out before

Boba: what Cobalt what

Cobalt: always take the aluminium wrapper off your burrito, before you put in in the microwave

*The burned burrito he was holding in his hand turned to ashes*

Cobalt: which brings me to this question, what's the problem with the New car

*They walked over to a shiny delorean standing proudly in the garage*

Boba: 15 on the highway 12 in the city

Cobalt: FLASE, if I park it on the street, it's bound to get ripped off

Boba: well sure, because it can fly

Cobalt: *slamming his hands on the hood with an excited glint in his eyes" Cause it's a delorean! These things are collectors items

That fella from Walmart said I was made for doing this:

Hunter: Trix have you seen Tech

Trix: I'm not sure, he kicked me out the lab, he said he was working on something for Halloween, whatever that is I have no kriffing clue

In the lab:

*Tech was working on something very large and made of metal*

*Dark red eyes turned on looking at Tech*

Tech: *grinning like a madman* it's alive, it's alive, IT'S ALIVE, oh that fella from Walmart said I was mad for doing this, AND HE WAS RIGHT

*Tech laughed madly*

Tech: *with an evil smirk on his face* this'll teach them not to take my candy without asking me, this'll be the best Halloween ever

I am evil Crosshair:

Omega: uncle Crosshair, killing people is evil

Crosshair: Omega, inside every man is a struggle between good and evil that cannot be resolved

*In his head*

*Crosshair is dressed in all black armour, shaking marakaas and circling s Grave that says "RIP Good Crosshair"*

Evil Crosshair: *singing* I am evil Crosshair, I am evil Crosshair, I am evil Crosshair, I am evil Crosshair

*Back to the present*

Omega: -_-

Where's Daniel:

*Cobalt, Winston and Joey were preparing for dinner*

*Cobalt was about to tuck in when Martha slapped his hand*

Martha: ah ah, aren't we forgetting something

Cobalt: yeah, I'd better wash my hands before we eat, sorry honey

*He went over to the sink and started washing his hands*

Martha: Cobalt, where's Daniel

Cobalt: *looking out the window seeing Daniel in the delorean* I believe he's in the car about to...CRASH INTO THE HOUSE

*He dived on the floor holding his hands over his head*

I require moisture:

*Tech and Trix are working on something*

Tech: *holding out a glass* I require moisture

Trix: can't you just say "can I have a glass of water" like a normal person

Tech: .....no

Trix: *Rolling his eyes* I hate you

For the record:

Trix: *working on a gadget* for the record this could get us all killed

Tech: for the record, I know