Tango, answering his phone at midnight: Hello?
Doc: Hey man, sorry if I woke you. Could I ask for a favor?
Tango: . . . Sure?
Doc: Little Doccy can't sleep; could you tell a quick story over speakerphone? They love listening to my recordings of your audio, but I'm having technical difficulties and can't get to them.
Tango, nearly in tears from the cuteness: . . . Little Doccy listens to us to fall asleep?
Doc: Yeah, but they really like you specifically. They call you the Dumb-Dumb Mister. Heh, I guess "Dungeon Master" is a little hard for a kid that age.
Tango: Oh, wow. Yeah, if it'll help them sleep, for sure.
Doc: Thanks! Okay, give me a second to put you on speaker.
Tango, on speakerphone: Hi, Doccy, it's Tango!
Little Doccy: Der Tango! Dumb-Dumb Mister!
Tango: Are you ready for a story about the first time your dad got to the Burning Dark?
Little Doccy: *incomprehensible happy squeals*
[30 minutes later]
Tango, in the Hermitcraft group chat: GUYS I'VE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO BE CALLED A DUMB-DUMB
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Inbetween s7 and s8. Doc was thinking about how to fix joint pain but completely forgot what we was doing because renbobs so stupid god bless. It’s not weed you piece of shit stoner image here.
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saw gem’s post and promptly lost it. i’d give anything to hear that exchange
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Impulse: WHY IS THE FIRST AID KIT FILLED WITH SOUP?!
Pearl, bleeding out: well it was funny at the time
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Impulse: Guys… Xisuma just called—
Pearl: It was Mumbo!
Mumbo: It was Scar!
Scar: It was Grian!
Grian: It was me! Damnit!
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Gem, texting Impulse: I JUST THOUGHT OF THE CUTEST CAT NAME
Gem: "JIPPI"
Gem: IT MEANS YAY IN NORWEGIAN AND IT'S SO CUTE
Impulse: It's 12:30 am for you and this is what you're thinking about?
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Grian: Have you seen my rockets, Cub?
Cub: No, but I'll keep an eye out for them
Later,
Cub: *giving Scar Grian's rockets* I got them
Scar: Thanks, this is gonna be fun!
More later,
Grian: Hey Scar! Wait whats that on your wheelchair?
Scar: Nooothing...
Grian:
Grian: ARE THOSE MY ROCKETS?
Scar *lights the rockets and ZOOMS towards Grian*: YEP!!
Grian *Unholy screeching*
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