Thread:Omega138/@comment-37595749-20200206022917/@comment-37595749-20200208031715

Me: Ok, so now we need a medic.

Solar Flare: Nope.

Me: You're a sunflower, right?

Solar Flare: Yeah, and I can't use heal beam.

Me: Why?

Solar Flare: Because I'm more of a firey barrage Blaster than a medic. Because of that, heal beam is too obsolete for me.

Me: Dang...

Solar Flare: But, I got something to keep me at the top of my feet, and I can share it because personally, I don't care if I lose it.

Me: Good. What is it.

Solar Flare: *Passes Miraitowa a fresh pack of chewing gum*

Me: Really?

Miraitowa: T-t-t-t-thatzzzzz No-o-o-t-t-t Help-p-ping-g-g m-m-m-me.

Me: Anyone else?

Metal Petal: GREETINGS BIO- errr... I mean... uhhh, hey guys!

Solar Flare: Not her again!

Me: Wait, the robot?

Metal petal: I AM NOT... uhh, I'm not a robot.

Mario: Seems pretty-a obvious that you're-a robot to-a me.

Citron: Aw, that one. Either way, the main point is... The kids are files.

Also Citron: ...I smell Digimon.

Somiety: Does it look like I have "Mon" at the end of my name?

Citron: Does it look like it to me?

Somietymon: Does it look like it to you?

Citron: Maybe.

Somiety: *facepalm*

Metal Petal: *robotic sigh* OPERATION: SHOOT BIRDS DOWN.

Me: HMMMMMMM?

Metal Petal: Uhhh, I mean... uhhh... Ok, I'm hunting birds. On a boat.

Citron: We discussed this before, we're not shooting birds.