Organization Misfits V

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AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

 

Well, you hit yourself over the head after you made her, because you realized how much of an idiot she was. Until I figured it out with Deii, nobody even knew she was a clock. Not even she knows.

B, you're doin it wrong.

 

Actually that totally sounds like something I would do, now it makes sense why I have a new name..and life?!?!

 

You're doing it wrong.

 

Actually I have no idea what you where life before, I'm just guessing to most of this. plus an educated fish is helping me find clues.

To B:
...........

 

Ha, I win.

 

I win, just because suckers.

 

My god, you're just so ruthless.

 

Well I am the villian of this family.

 

I get no mention here?

 

Sorry, you are right. You are the villianas in the family.

 

You're more of an Anti-Villain.

Nope.

 

Finally, a little respect around here for who I am.

 

I was joking. So how are you, kika?

Edit: And everyone seems to have left.

 

No, I just really have nothing to say.

 

And neither do I.

 

That makes three.

 

Enough is ENOUGH! I HAVE HAD IT WITH THESE MONKEY FIGHTING SNAKES ON THIS MONDAY TO FRIDAY PLANE! EVERYBODY STRAP IN!!! *pulls out a mic* It's time for karaoke.

There's a zombie on your lawn
There's a zombie on your lawn
There's a zombie on your lawn
We don't want zombies on the lawn

I know your type: tall, dark, and dead
You want to bite all the petals off of my head
And then eat the brains of
the one who planted me here

I'm just a sunflower but see
me power an entire infantry
You like the taste of brains
we don't like zombies

I used to play football
Road cones protect my head
I have a screen-door shield
We are the undead

There's a zombie on your lawn
There's a zombie on your lawn
There's a zombie on your lawn
We don't want zombies on the lawn

Maybe it's time to reevaluate
I know you have a lot of food on your plate
Brains are quite rich in cholesterol

You're dead so it doesn't matter,
Instead we'll use this solar power
to make a lawn defense at any hour

I like the tricycle
There's butter on my head
I'm gonna eat your brains
We are the undead

There's a zombie on your lawn
There's a zombie on your lawn
There's a zombie on your lawn
We don't want zombies on the lawn​

 

I wish this place was a musical.

 

Then sing us a song!