More Shenanigans But They Invited Wolffe

More Shenanigans but they invited Wolffe

*Fives and Echo are fighting* Rex, taking aspirin: I have a headache! Can you guys just be cool?! *Fives and Echo start fighting while wearing sunglasses and riding skateboards*

Fives, T-posing in the doorway: Greetings, Rex. Rex, not looking up from his coffee: Good morning, problem child.

Obi-Wan: I’ve invited you here because I crave the deadliest game... Anakin, nodding: Knife Monopoly. Obi-Wan: I was actually going to play Russian roulette, but now I'm really interested in whatever knife Monopoly is.

Rex: Apologize to Cody! Wolffe: Fine! Wolffe: Unfuck you, or whatever!

Rex: *trying to get five seconds of sleep* Ahsoka, poking Rex’s arm: Rex. Rex. Rex. Rex! Rex: WHAT? Ahsoka: …We’re out of Capri Suns—

Rex: What happened?! Ahsoka: Do you want the long version or the short version? Rex: Sh-short?? Ahsoka: Shit's fucked. Rex: Okay, long. Ahsoka: Shit's very fucked.

Obi-Wan, to Cody: You wanna fight? All right, let’s take this outside. The stars are so bright tonight and the moon looks so nice. Here, hold my hand—

Obi-Wan: How many children do you have? Rex: Biologically, legally, or emotionally? Because there is a difference.

Wolffe: I learned a valuable lesson from this. Rex: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lesson you actually should’ve taken away… Wolffe: DEATH ISN’T REAL AND I AM BASICALLY GOD!

Cody: Hey, Rex! Did you know you're my BFFLWYLION? Rex: What the hell is that supposed to mean? Cody: Best Friend For Life Whether You Like It Or Not. Rex: Rex: That’s one way to say it, I guess…

Yoda is something else

Obi-Wan: *gently massaging Anakin’s wittle palms while talking about the importance of proper hand care and why little padawans shouldn’t bathe in motor oil before beddy-byes* -and that’s the seventeenth reason you are the bane of my existence, yes yes, you cause Master soooo much stress! Naughty!

Anakin: *happy purrs and cuddles*

Entire Jedi Council: …

Mace: I swear to god Kenobi, if you don’t stop babytalking that twenty-five year old man-

Yoda: Familiar, this situation is…

Plo: *amused* Yes, I seem to remember Qui-Gon acting much the same way when Obi-Wan was this age.

Mace: *throwing a balled up flimsi at Obi-Wan’s head* force, stop that! It’s giving me force-hives! Padme won’t stop messaging me asking where her husband is, send him home already!

Obi-Wan: Hmmm… kick me off the council and I’ll stop bothering you with it.

Mace: Done.

Yoda: Not your decision alone, that is.

Mace: *hissing* you old troll either they go or I do but I’m not dealing with their codependent bullshit today, I’ve already encountered four shatterpoints while his antichrist children were in my presence today, I’m done here, I’m just so done.

Anakin: *falling asleep half in Obi-Wan’s lap* Just tell Leia to stop it. She doesn’t give me visions if I don’t bother her.

Mace: …did you just imply she can /stop/ force visions with her abilities???

Yaddle: what the fuck…

Yoda: Delightfully terrifying, she is!

Mace: That’s it, I quit, I’m retiring, I’m not dealing with this-

Anakin: Awwww, you can’t retire, Luke likes you.

Mace: He gives me anxiety! He always has a bunch of shatterpoint bubbles floating around him!

Anakin: Alright, how did you get over Obi-Wan’s weird force bubbles when he was tiny and constantly looking for you because babies love their finders?

Mace: I spontaneously learned teleportation one year. And forgot how to do it when the panic died down.

Anakin: There’s the trick, then.

Mace: I hate it here.

Yoda: Love Jedi, I do!

Happy furball.

CONFUSION

Harry: Ace of spades! Ron: SNAP! *Explosion* Fred: UNO REVERSE! George: GO FISH! Hermione(visibly shook): W-what ar-e we pl-aying??

You’re never too old to collect figures.

You’re never too old to be in a fandom.

You’re never too old to play video games.

You’re never too old to listen to music.

You’re never too old to enjoy things.

Extinguished p3

BLOOD!!!!!

Mattheo was ridden with fear. what had happened to you? You never appeared at school, and Mattheo was slipping in school. He got more detentions and had a shorter fuse. Finally, you appeared, Cedric and Hannah yelled, "Y/N!" His ears perked up, looking at you. You wore a long-sleeved maroon shirt, black gloves, black leather skirt, and a beret. You smiled, but the usual joy behind them has disappeared.

You never got much sleep, as they were just nightmares, terrifying and very vivid. You jolted awake. The moonlight illuminated the room, your hands grazed your neck, two small indents to your skin. A week ago, those small indents were wired, and every time they were removed your crimson blood had run down the sign. you simply stayed awake the whole night, rocking yourself.

No sleep made you a bit of a recluse. You only had two friends, Cedric was popular, man had women chasing him for miles. Hannah just started dating Justin Finch Fetchley. She had no time for you.

"Hey Hannah!" Y/N smiled as she walked up to her. Hannah and Justin's arms were linked. Justin rolled his eyes, while Hannah chirped "Hey Y/N!" Y/n's smile dropped for a second before asking " You still up for tonight?" You, Hannah, Hermione, Luna and Ginny were going to hang out in the Gryffindor Common Room. She saw Mattheo, who she had secretly liked. When Y/N was away, Her, the slytherin boys and the girls they were going to meet, played a game of truth or dare. Theodore had asked Mattheo,'who is your crush?' . He confidently said " Y/N." She shook her head, "No. But, I'll come if Mattheo comes."

You spin around to see him, and he nods. "sure i guess?" Hannah and Justin walked off, and Mattheo turned to you. "Y/N, I'm s-s-sorry for how I treated you." Being the caring person you are, you nod, and smile. He smiles and walks off.