In some random McDonald's
Starved: I was already hungry
Turmoil: You're always hungry
Mr L: YO SOY LUIGI MAMA MIA
Sarah: Why did we come to McDonald's?
Malware: Fatal and Virtual poured boiling oil on the KFC employees
Rewrite: Lilith is still mad at Lord X and won't let us into Crepes & Waffles
Lord X: -A broken arm, premium balls, 10 concussions, and a wheelchair- exaggerated witches
Fleet: HEY, ARE YOU GOING TO ORDER SOMETHING!? -behind the counter-
Curse: Fleet? What the hell are you doing here?
Turmoil: And why do you work?
Fleet: After destroying the mansion with the missile, Rewrite forced me to pay him.
IHY: -in the back in the kitchen- MORE LIKE TO BE HIS SLAVE!
Fleet: SHUT UP, YOU BITCH!
Malware: And how much do you owe him?
Rewrite: 843,924,827,492,947,018,830 dollars
Curse: Did the mansion cost that much?
Rewrite: Nah, I bought it in Peru, so it was cheap. I'm charging him for my pentagon.
Lord X: Someone kill me...
Starved: Okay :D -pushes the wheelchair into the street
Lord X: NO, WAIT, IT WAS JO-
RKArkkakrKAKRAKRK!!!
Amy: What was that?
Shadow: -Driving like Fast & Furious- it was definitely a rat.
Fleet: So, what are you going to order?
Turmoil: 500 Happy Meals.
BANG!
Fleet: WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?!
IHY: The cook committed suicide.
Sarah: I want-
WHOA!
GB: FIRE IN THE KITCHEN!
Diablo: I swear it wasn't me.
Starved: Yeah, that's bad and all, but what about our order?
Rewrite: NOW YOU OWE ME 934,938,294,737,218,217,328,947,018,830 DOLLARS!!!
GB: What the hell, dude?
POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!
(At KFC)
Fatal: RUN FASTER!!!
Police: STOP BREAKING THE LAW, ASSHOLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Mr Virtual: WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M DOING!?
Kentucky Fried Chicken: We'll just cook you and sell you with BBQ wings :D
Fatal: GET AWAY, YOU FAT OLD MAN!!!
Mr Virtual: BUT ARE WE GETTING SOME SPICY WINGS WITH KETCHUP SAUCE!?
(At Crepes & Waifus)
Lilith: What are you guys doing here?
Furnance: -having an existential crisis-
Metal: He's pissed because his creator replaced him with a restaurant.
EYX: Damn, McDonald's blew up!
Wacky: And we all got banned from KFC for being Fatal and Virtual.
Lilith: I asked you what you were doing here, not how you got here.
Sarah: -appears- Hi :D
EYX: You work here too?
Sarah: -points to herself with her clothes- You think so?
Metal: Bruh
Furnance: Because of a restaurant...
Fatal: HELP!!!!!
Kentucky Fried Chicken: -turned into spicy wings-
Mr Virtual: -eating those wings- HEY GUYS!!!
Wacky: What are you running from?
Frisby's chicken: -with a chainsaw-
Lilith: That explains it.
Dedicated to Shadow's obsessive fan: Natalia_04122010