DiDe’s Demonic Hangout in DiDe's (*Professional) Department of Dumbassery

She's not even that bad, just very morbid and obsessed with blood and chaos and shit I don't want to talk about anymore cause I'm scared of being bullied by random hippies on the internet that have no life outside of mindless hateposting and other shit...

Oh dear lord I have to babysit the child, this is not going to go well... (DevilsDaughter, aka elementary school persona oh fuck no)

Okay- I might have to send Diamond back down to the basement-

I would definitely do this lmao

*Diamond gets a phone call*

Diamond: Hello?

DiDe: Hi, is Minty there? I need to talk to them.

Diamond: No, Minty is dead.

Minty, very much alive next to Diamond: DIAMOND WHAT THE FUCK-

This one may or may not be accurate, depends if I'm zoned out or not-

DiDe: Minty, I am questioning your sanity...

Diamond: I never questioned it, I knew their sanity was missing from the start.

BAHAHA THIS ONE MIGHT BE EVEN BETTER-

DiDe: Welcome to Fucking Applebees, do you want apples or bees?

Minty: Bees?

DiDe: THEY HAVE SELECTED THE BEES!

Minty: Wait-

*Diamond approaches, shaking a jar of bees menacingly* <br>

This is pure perfection of what me and Diamond's relationship would be like if we both existed at the same time XDDD

Minty is just along for the ride LMAO-

Minty, to DiDe: ...And I need you and Diamond to help, and by "help" I mean "do everything."

You don't want to know... (accurate...)

Minty: We need a distraction.

DiDe: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

Diamond, whispering: My time has come.