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Kazuichi: I don’t want to fuck my clone because that would be gay sex and I’m not gay.

Fuyuhiko: I’m not gay, but I would actually totally fuck my clone.

Matthew: I’m gay, but I still don’t want to fuck my clone, that’s gross and weird.

Damien and the Mole: I don’t want to fuck my clone because my self-loathing is THAT strong.

707: I’d totally fuck my clone because I want to know if I’m good in bed.

Francis: I’d totally fuck my clone because who would know better how to fuck ME than ME?

Ludwig: I’d do all sorts of weird things to my clone that I’d be embarrassed to ask someone else to do.

Kenny: To be honest, fucking my clone has always kinda been my fantasy.

Mathias: It’s basically the same as masturbating, right? So no big deal.

Lukas: It’s not the same as masturbating; it’s like having sex with your twin. Wrong and bad!

Peter B: I would not have sex with my clone because what if my clone is evil.

Jared: Not only would I have sex with my clone, I’d probably make a bunch of clones and just get it on with all of them at once because that’s just how pro clone-fucking I am.

Gwen Poole: god damn it

Mathias: ...Wait, three?

Noir: ... Yes, three?

Alfred: oh my god, oh fuck

Mole: I’m not mad. I just want to know.

Wadanohara: I did, I broke it.

Mole: No, Wadanohara, you didn’t. Jared?

Jared: Don’t look at me. Look at Hikari.

Hikari: What? I didn’t break it.

Jared: Huh, That’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?

Hikari: Because it’s sitting right in front of us, and it’s broken.

Jared: Suspicios.

Hikari: No, it’s not!

Arthur: If it matters, probably not, but Rachel was the last one to use it.

Rachel: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!

Arthur: Oh really? Then what were you doing by it earlier?

Rachel: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles, everyone knows that, Arthur!

Wadanohara: Okay, Let’s not fight. I broke it, let me fix it, mister Mole.

Mole: Non! Who broke it!?

Gilbert: Mole... Peter’s been awfully quiet.

Noir: Really?!

[everyone starts arguing]

Jared: But, that's never not being the case, always

Kiku: Fuyuhiko-san, Saitou-san is not your wife.

This same idiot: what kind of animal is the pink panther

Arthur: I don’t have a daughter

Kidnapper: then who just cast a spell knocking out everyone in the room and then immediately hid behind a table?

Gwen Poole: Your hair looks great today!

Zack: You said the breakfast table.

Bakugou: Deku always cries!

Alfred, internally: Play dumb!

Alfred: Who’s Alfred?