short story: Tiki was running to the kitchen because she couldn't sleep, and she wanted some MALK-. Tiki: Doodly Dooooo~, walking to the kitchen, doodly doo~, gettin' some milk, doodly doo~ I got a flashlight, it just died but oh, boy! Scott: HUSH YOU FACE; I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE! Tiki: No-, but i'm whispering.. Scott, the crabby, dirt boy, shark bait and challenge thrower of Revenge of the Island and Allstars.
@sonicfan528 Day by Dave (?) Markiplier
