Bad Batch Juniors - Tumblr Posts
Tech's crossiants:
*Wrecker came home to find Tech and James baking in the kitchen*
James: *sitting on the kitchen counter* hi dad
Wrecker: hey, what are you two up to
James: baking
Tech: I made Crossiants, and be careful with them they're still hot
*James instantly grabbed one and took a bite*
James: mmmm light, buttery, flakey, these are delicious, forget the bakery, uncle Tech should become our private baker
Tech: you can try to make me do that James but you'll never succeed
Wrecker: it's true, I tried somethingĀ very similar once
James: *continuing to eat his Crossaint* I've got a challenge for him, try to stop me from eating more of theseĀ
Put on my tombstone, I regret nothing:
*one April's fools Day Anthony and his friends, Nathan, Archie and Alfie are running around pranking the bad batch*
*Hunter eventually catches them and starts scolding them*
Nathan: *hiding a paint launcher behind his back and whispering* this is so tempting
Anthony: *whispering back* don't do it Nathan, do you want DEATH
*Suddenly a balloon of flour lands on Hunter's head after Daniel throws it at him*
Anthony, Nathan, Alfie and Archie: our hero
Daniel: *running from a very angry Hunter* Joey put on my tombstone that I REGRET NOTHING
*Joey facepalms and sighs long-sufferingly while next to him James giggles*
Daniel pranking Boba:
*Boba is listening to music on his music player*
Daniel's voice on the player: hello everyone, this is Daniel Stryker here, teaching you to never steal a pirate's favourite shirt and call it ugly, he'll get very angry, now sit back, relax and enjoy the duclent sounds, of me screaming into your ears.
AAAAAAAAHHHHHH-
*Boba turned off his music player removing his headphones*
Boba: *looking over at Daniel* okay kid, that was cute, but that's all you've got
*Daniel snores slightly in his sleep*
*Just then the phone rings and Boba awnsers it*
Boba: hey Jane-
Daniel's voice on the phone: AAAAAAAAHHHHHH-
*Startled Boba yelped and dropped the phone and Daniel grinned broadly in his sleep*
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
It's supper time:
*Cobalt and Daniel are talking in the garage when an alarm goes off*
Cobalt: good lord, do you know what that means
Daniel: no
Cobalt: *grinning broadly* IT'S SUPPER TIME
*He dashed out the garage followed closely by Lucky the dog*
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'd feel safer in jail:
*Boba and Daniel have been captured by the empire*
Daniel: who should we call to save us
Boba: I'd call your dad, but I feel safer In jail
Slamming the washing machine:
Omega: why is Trix doing the washing so loudly
Hunter: to let us know no one helps around here
Trix: *slams the washing machine door shut*
I'll make you all disappear:
Daniel: *wandering around the kitchen in the dark trying to get a glass of water*
*He accidentally bumped into the fridge making wobble*
Daniel: *pleading* don't fall over, don't fall over
Joey: *on the stairs also going to get a drink* a ghost
Boba: (who's with him) *sarcastically* yeah Joey, it's a ghost
Joey: I heard they take people away to their hideouts and they disappear forever
Cobalt: *woken up the noise* go back to sleep or I'll make you all disappear
Frustrations of living:
Trix: *screaming loudly outside the Marauder*
Omega: is Trix okay
Hunter: *wearing earmuffs* yeah kid, he's fine
Omega: but why's he screaming so loudly
Tech: he does this sometimes to, and I quote "release the frustrations of living"
Trix: *opens his mouth, takes a breath and continues screaming*
Bad batch juniors memes:
James: I wanna be cool just like Daniel
Joey: once I saw him drop a slice of pizza and cry for 10 minutes straight
Next:
Someone: *bullies omega*
Boba: *charges blasters* SO YOU HAVE CHOSEN DEATH
Omega: BOBA DON'T
Next:
*Daniel is sitting quietly in a chair fast asleep*
Kordi: is he asleep
Boba: someone should wake him
James: absolutely not, last time I tried to wake him up I nearly lost a hand
Everyone:.....
Joey: *before anyone can look at him* absolutely not
Next:
*Daniel and Joey are fencing*
Joey: c'mon Daniel it's only a wooden sword, there's no need to be scared
Daniel: *hiding behind Trix's leg* it's not the sword I'm scared of, IT'S YOU
Next:
Omega: Daniel, you told me you're Very creative
Daniel: yep
Omega: but what do you create
Daniel: trouble
Next:
Zander: I hate walking in crowded cities, it's like you're cattle trapped together, and there's always some idiot who goes "mooo"
Kordi: if it annoys you so much then why do you do it
Next:
Zander: FOUR MONTHS
Kordi: what is he talking about
Rowan: c'mon Will it was funny
Rowan: FOR FOUR MONTHS YOU WATCHED ME WATER A FAKE PLANT
Next:
Daniel: I have a plan
James: does it involve us not getting into trouble
Daniel: I said a plan not a miracle
Next:
James: how wreckless do you think I am
Cynthia: you really want an honest awnser to that
Next:
Joey: just how many sodas have you drank today
Daniel: now is not the time to discuss my personal flaws as a human