#sprite-or-something

Sniper: Ya gifted him what?

Scout: Oh yeah! This thing! [He holds up the shirt].

Sniper: Crikey! Scout, stop holdin’ that. Get rid of it. [Sniper plugs his nose before taking the shirt and tossing it]. We’ll have Doc look at ya later.

Scout takes the new shirts, pulling on the ‘I eat kids’ one: Here ya go, Snipes! [He hands the other one to Sniper].

Sniper: …I didn’t lose my virginity in a Detroit crackhouse.

Scout: And I don’t eat kids! C’mon man, put it on!

[Sniper grumbles before pulling the shirt on].

Scout: Which of us is the flat dog?

[Sniper just looks at Scout silently].

Sniper: I reckon it’s one of the best ideas ya folks have had. At least as far as magic and curses go…Scout doesn’t look too bloody stoked about it, however.

Sniper: Got me bloody ciggie all soggy…

Scout: It’s fine, I’ll just get some more from Spy later, ‘Kay?

(Second image for reference)

(These things)

Sniper: Hey Scout, ya should watch this. See what ya think.

Scout raises an eyebrow before playing the video: This looks like somethin’ for babies.

Sniper: Yeh, just keep watchin’, mate.

Scout: Why…it’s just fruit…dancin’. [He stares at the screen, his eyes following the little dancing fruits].

Sniper: Roo?

Scout: Eh…