Here's one I wrote that I hope you like.

Heather: hey everybody who do you think is the most skilled archer?

Picket: that's tough

Owen: I'd say Nate for sure

Jo: oh come on isn't it obvious!?

Cole: don't brag Jo

Jo: but it's true!

Emma: can the archer be anyone, even someone who's dead?

Heather: sure Emma. Who were you thinking of?

Emma: I would say Masie, the first Lord captain.

Jo: he doesn't count, he's dead.

Pilgrim: dead?

Owen: yeah Masie's dead.

Pilgrim: dead?

Picket: what are you getting at?

Pilgrim; oh nothing. *walks off*

A time traveler attempts to alter history so that Helmer becomes evil.

Goes back to Whitson’s time and moves a chair

The Cause is led by the heir of Lemual Whitson, whose forces are commanded by First Captain Helmer.

Goes back in time and moves another chair

The Cause is led by the heir of Davis Whitson, whose forces are commanded by General Helmer.

Goes back in time and moves yet another chair

The Cause is led by the heir of Grant Whitson, whose forces are commanded by Supreme Commander Helmer.

Time traveler: Why isn’t this working?!

Helmer: *Appearing behind them* My ancestors preferred stools.

In an AU where Naylen didn’t turn out so wise.

Naylen: I was trained in combat by my father, King Bleston!

Helmer: What a coincidence. I trained the rabbit who killed him.

Galt: Did you die?

Fleck: Sadly, yes. But I lived!

Studge: You need people of intelligence on this sort of mission…quest…thing!

Owen: Well that rules you out Studge.

Picket: You’re just trying to make me feel better.

Weezie: What? No! No…is it working?

Picket: A little, yeah.

Emma: *Laughs* It’s a shame you don’t like kids.

Jo: Ugh. Nasty little vermin.

Garten: Inconceivable!

The Commandant: You keep saying that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.

Heather: How can you be so cold-blooded?

Dragon Prince: I’m a reptile. *Hisses*

Maggie J.: You’re teasing Father!

Whitbie: Afraid so.

Hanna: But that's mean!

Whit: "I told you, this fairy tale is about a mean brother - me!

Maggie and Hanna gasp.

Whit: But don't worry, I was about to learn my lesson.

Heather: *Sees Emma and Jo talking* Jo: *Is wearing a shirt that reads “Princess Emma Fanclub President”* Emma: *Walks away from Jo* Jo: *Looks at Heather* Heather: *Turns her back to reveal that the back of her shirt reads “Princess Emma Fanclub FOUNDER”*

*Heyna holding her and Kylen’s first child for the first time* Heyna: Nine months in my womb, making me suffer-and you look just like your father!

Based on a Mario fan comic I’ve seen a number of times.

Picket: Say Weezie, what’s your type?

Weezie: My type?

Picket: Yeah, like-what qualities do you look for in a buckfriend?

Weezie: Hm…well, I’d like someone courageous…and considerate…thoughtful…funny…handsome…athletic…maybe just a bit oblivious…kind…and hardworking.

Picket: Huh! Sounds kind of like me. Too bad we’re just friends.

Weezie: …Did I mention oblivious?

Picket: Yeah, why?

Weezie: Just checking.

Based on a comic from another fandom

Heather: Why didn’t you just say that you liked me?

Smalls: Because every buck with eyes likes you. I didn’t want to cause a problem.

Heather: Oh Smalls. You’re as sweet as you are dumb. *Kisses him on the cheek* And you’re really dumb.

Helmer: We need help... Maybe I should call my friends.

Wilfred: ...Your what?

Helmer: My friends.

Frye, squinting: Is he saying "Friends"?

Victor: I think he's being sarcastic.

Hewson: No, no, no. This is delirium, he's cracked from being awake all night. Hey, Helmer! All of your friends are in this room.

Helmer: I have other friends! You asked me to make new friends, I made new friends! It was a task. I complete tasks.

Emma: Truth or dare.

Heather: Dare.

Emma: I dare you to kiss the cutest buck in the room.

Heather: Hey Kyle.

Kyle, smiling: Yeah?

Heather: Could you move? I’m trying to get to Smalls.

Picket: Excuse me miss. Have you ever been arrested?

Weezie: Oh. Yeah. How could you tell?

Picket: Oh. Uh…erm…I was going to say it’s illegal to be that cute…but now I’m curious.

Weezie: Aggravated assault.

Lander: Father? Can I get some courting advice?

Whitson: Just because I’m with your mother, that doesn’t mean I know how I did it.

Ramnor: You know, Perkinson, I like you much better with my glasses off.

Perk: You put your glasses back on and face the facts!

Black Band Rabbit: *draws a knife on Helmer* Helmer: *doubles over as though having a heart attack* Helmer: Augh, somebody call a medic!

BBR: *draws nearer in concern* Helmer: *draws sword too fast for BBR to react*

Helmer: But not for me.

Emma: This is a crown. It is the WORST job ever. I HATE it.

Kylen: Can I have it?

Emma: NO! IT’S MINE!

Got that last one from Bluey.

Got some repurposed dialogue from Kung Fu Panda and Gravity Falls.l for the first couple.

Walter: You were not meant to be the king. That was not my fault!

Bleston: Not your fault?! Who filled my head with dreams? Who drove me to train until my bones cracked? Who denied me my DESTINY?

Heather: Picket, you don’t think we’ll end up like Father and Uncle Garten, do you?

Picket: What do you mean?

Heather: I mean they used to be best friends, but then Garten got all stupid. Can you promise me you won’t get stupid?

Picket: *affectionately* Not stupider than you, dum-dum.

Lokson: Oh no. You did not just call me shallow, did you?

Heyna: If you mean, do I think I could stand in a puddle full of you and not get wet, then yes.

Kyle: There is no good reason why you and I shouldn't be able to sit here together and have a conversation.

Emma: I got a good reason.

Kyle: Which is?

Emma: I don't like you!

Helmer: Quit your job.

Perkinson: Why?

Helmer: Join my emo band.

Owen: Nate isn’t alone, he has us!

Studge: Yeah! Even if he wants to be alone, we won’t let him!

Smalls: You young Oryctolagus cuniculus with xy chromosomes.

Picket: What?

Wilfred: He’s saying “lad”, but in scientific terms.

Heyna: Kylen was annoying me today so I told him that I can’t wait to see what he has planned for our special day tomorrow.

Cole: There’s nothing special about tomorrow.

Heyna: Ah, but there is something special about watching the color leave his face as panic takes over.

The Green Ember and The Last Archer characters do the “Hold my…” trope.

Heather: Hold my starstick.

Picket: Hold my crutch.

Whittle: Hold my spectacles.

Sween: Hold my paintbrush.

Jacks: Hold my blocks.

Wilfred: Hold my guidebook.

Smalls: Hold my medallion.

Kylen: No, hold my medallion.

Emma: Hold my satchel.

Rake: Hold my horn.

Helmer: Hold my shield.

Maggie: Hold my sewing.

Heyward: Hold my shears.

Gort: Hold my knives.

Frye: Hold my age.

Jo: Hold my sword.

Nate: Don’t you think you might need that?

Owen: Hold my buddy.

Junder: Put me down!

Ramnor: Hold my poetry.

Victor: Hold my sass.

Garten: Hold my honor.

Redeye: What honor?

Heather: I don't know what's worse. The fact that I briefly thought I was related to Smalls, or the fact that I'm related to Picket.

Picket: drinking pure lemon juice Why is that a bad thing?

Medic: I'm sorry sir but we can only allow family in to see him at this point.

Helmer: Bold of you to assume I won't legally adopt them right now.

Jo, half asleep inside the hospital room: You tell 'em dad.

Bleston: you are not good enough for my son.

Heyna: you’re not good enough for your son.

Bleston: excuse me?

Heyna: you heard me.

Cole: I don’t think we can buckteeth, bucksaw, or buckshot our way out of it this time.

Picket: Swashbuckle it is.

Helmer walking into his quarters: Hello, people who do not live here.

Picket: Hey.

Cole: Hi.

Heyna: Hello.

Jo: Hey!

Helmer: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!

Picket: We were out of Doritos.

Victor: Wait. You’re inviting me over? Absolutely! I’ll be there in an hour.

Victor: My children want to see me! Take that depression!

Jo: Don't kill me! I have friends!

Some random wolves: You think we care about that?

Jo: No, this isn't a plea for mercy. It's a warning.

Wolves: What?

The Fowlers and Bracers: Where is Jo?!

Heyna: Why are you following me?

Kylen: Because we're dating now.

Heyna: Ok... what about Naylen?

Kylen: We're a package deal.

Naylen: Buy one idiot, get one free.

Smalls: Could you at least try to see this from my perspective?

Winslow, Whit, and Emma: *Drop onto their knees* Smalls: I hate all of you.

Harmon: On a scale of one to finding-out-yolo-is-in-the-dictionary how mad do you think Heyward will be?

Emerson: What?

Heyward: YOLO IS NOT A WORD IT IS AN ACRONYM-

Weezie: You might be the most annoying rabbit I know.

Picket: ‘Might be’? What do you mean ‘might be’? Is there someone else?!?

Helmer: wears dark gray

Frye: I see you’re breaking out the spring colors.

Amber: Wow, you're so brave! You didn't even hesitate to throw yourself in danger!

Jo: That's because I have no regard for my own personal safety. You can ask Cole.

Cole: I have never been more stressed in my entire life.

Wilfred: I’m a good dad.

Smalls: You’re not a dad, though.

Wilfred: You’re grounded.

Smalls: Wh-? You can’t do that!

Black Band Rabbit: Sit in that chair, I’m going to interrogate you.

Picket: whispering Deny everything.

Weezie: whispering back Got it.

Weezie, to the BBR: That’s not a chair.

Helmer: Self-care is suppressing all your trauma until it comes back and hits you in the face with the force of 7 large wooden birds.

Emma: Come on, Heyna. Nobody actually believes that Jo is in love with me.

Heyna, to Emma’s company: Raise your hand if you know Jo is helplessly in love with Emma.

Everyone: *Raises their hand* Emma: Jo, put your hand down.

@emma_rabbit (Emma): Short kings stay inside it’s a little windy today @shuffler

@shuffler (Picket): I’m not that short.

@emma_rabbit: Yes you are.

@private_misgivings (Helmer): Yes you are.

@firstfowler (Jo): Yes you are.

@black_as_cole (Cole): Yes you are.

@shuffler: Okay, this is just bullying now.

Naylen: I’m probably gonna die.

Kylen: Well, you’ve lived a good life.

Naylen: I’m eighteen!

Kylen: I said good, not long.

Heather: Why do you have so many siblings?

Smalls: What-

Heather: It’s not even a family tree anymore, it’s a family forest.

Jo: What did you guys get voted at the end of basic training?

Nate: ‘Cute smile but can kill Preylords.’

Owen: ‘Nicest personality.’

Studge: ‘Most likely to start a bar fight.’

Junder: ‘The second most likely to start a bar fight, but the most likely to win one.’

Studge, recalling their fight: I hate you.

If Daggler had (seemingly) killed Picket

Helmer: That was a mistake.

Daggler: Why? Because you have no one left to die for you?

Helmer: No. Because I have nothing left to fear.

Owen: Thanks for saving me bucks, though I feel kind of lame for needing it.

Nate: You shouldn’t! We’re always there for each other. We’re a team!

Studge: Yeah, even I’ve gotten in trouble once or twice!

Nate: *gives Studge a weird look* Studge: Okay, lots of times.

Perkin One-Eye: Let’s not Helmer this into a worse situation than it already is.

Lord Captains: …

Helmer: Did you just use my name as a verb?

Perkin: *snorts* Gome: Nice!

Pickwand: Dude.

Based on a DuckTales thing I found on tumblr.

Hewson: Are you two fighting or flirting?

Airen and Snoden: Yes.

*Years later* Cole: Are you two fighting or flirting?

Picket and Weezie: Yes.

Cole: Well, it could be worse. They could be flirting while fighting.

Heyna: Was that directed at me?

Cole: *sarcastically* Noooo.

Picket: I never noticed the difference in our hands’ sizes.

Weezie: Are you just making an excuse to hold my hand?

Picket: *scoffs* No.

Emma: You’re such an idiot.

Jo: Well, at least I’m your idiot, right?

Emma: *blushes* That’s true.

Heather: I’m not used to being treated like this.

Smalls: Well, you should be. You’re my queen, after all.

Jo: I haven’t slept in seventy-three hours.

Picket: Eighty. Democratically elected leader of insomnia.

Helmer: It’s been ninety for me. I’m going for an even one hundred.

Cole: You bucks are terrifying.

Heather: *lights a candle in the kitchen* Picket: *sitting at the table eating bread* Heather: It’s four in the morning.

Picket: Put that candle out.

Naylen: Are you alright?

Kylen: Short answer or long?

Naylen: Short?

Kylen: No.

Naylen: Long?

Kylen: Nooooooo.

Cole: My goal is not to be the best, but to inspire someone enough to one day surpass me.

Heyna: YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THAT EVERY TIME YOU BEAT ME AT CONNECT FOUR!

Rake: How are you today, Helmer?

Helmer: I’m always angry and I fear death.

Rake: “Fine” is a commonly accepted answer.

Emma: I want to wake up next to you for the rest of my life.

Jo, a career soldier: I wake up at dawn.

Emma: …I want to see you at some point in the day for the rest of my life.

Smalls: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.

Heather: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated, and got a healthy amount of sleep.

Smalls: I said within reason, Heather.

Picket: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?

Weezie: Peonies, why?

Picket:

Weezie: Were you going to get me flowers?

Picket:

Picket:

Picket: *mutters* It’s a possibility.

Heyna: I want to kiss you.

Kylen, not paying attention: What?

Heyna: I said if you die, I won’t miss you.

Emma: I’ve been dropping him the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

Jo: Wow. He sounds stupid.

Emma: But he’s not. He’s really smart actually. Just dense.

Jo: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey, I love you!”

Emma: I guess you’re right. Hey Jo, I love you!

Jo: See! Just say that!

Emma:

Jo: If that flies over his head, sorry Emma, but he’s too dumb for you.

Emma: Jo.

Cole: I think I’m falling for you.

Harmony: Then get up.

Victor: You have an impressive pain tolerance.

Helmer: Thanks, it’s the trauma.

Whitbie: I’m going to ask you to be respectful.

Moonlight: I will politely decline.

Smalls: What’s a term for two bucks who interact occasionally because their doefriends are best friends?

Jo: That’s the homie-in-law.

Cole: I said something I shouldn’t have and just ended an amazing relationship.

Naylen: Sorry to hear that.

Cole: Oh, it wasn’t mine.

*Heyna and Kylen arguing in the background*

Emerson: Why are you late?

Heyward: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness.

Emerson: Overslept?

Heyward: Overslept.

Owen: I am the most responsible person in this group.

Nate: …you just set the kitchen on fire.

Owen: Yes, and I take full responsibility for that!

Heather: Emma, why are you crying?

Emma: This book is so sad!

Heather: *picks it up* But this is my diary-

Picket: Do we have any orange juice left?

Weezie: *pours remaining juice into her cup* Sorry, we’re all out.

Cheltham: There’s no “I” in team, but there is one in pizza.

Lokson: So you’re not going to share?

Cheltham: I’m not going to share.

Helmer: This is a judgement free zone. *Pulls out a knife the size of his forearm* And I mean it.

Weezie, trying to flirt: I WILL PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH! With my mouth…Softly.

Picket: *blinks* That works for me.

Naylen: You need a hobby.

Kylen: I have a hobby.

Naylen: Staring at Heyna’s face is not a hobby.

Kylen: You’re right. It’s a profession, and I excel at my job.

Emma: Four hours is the longest I’ve ever spent alone with another rabbit and I hated every second of it.

Jo: What about that time we went to Chelmsford together? That was about four hours.

Emma:

Jo: Oh, I see what just happened.

Jo: Are you ever going to listen to me?

Emma: Absolutely.

Jo: When?

Emma: When you’re right. Which hasn’t happened yet.

Weezie: You’re so annoying.

Picket: Stop holding my hand then.

Weezie: No.

Kylen: I am not going to fight you!

Heyna: Why, because I’m a doe?

Kylen: No, because you’re scary.

Heyna: Oh, okay.

Grant Whitson: I suppose I have a slight tendency to be a bit critical.

Lander: Suppose?!

Lemual: Slight?!

Davis: Tendency?!

Lucianne: A bit?!

Kylen is in the hospital reading cards

“Get well soon. Love, Naylen.”

“Miss you. Love, Heyna.“

“That wolf should have ended you. Love, Cole.”

Picket, standing in front of a board with “dying” written on it and a card covering another word: There’s only one thing worse than dying.

Picket removes card to reveal the name “Helmer”, making the statement “Helmer dying.”

Helmer, not getting it: Me?

Picket: No!

Cole: Where are you going?

Heyna: To get MYSELF a gift because SOMEONE didn’t get me one!

Kylen: I told you, I did! It will be ready on Friday!

Cole, fully aware that Kylen got Heyna an engagement ring: *eats popcorn*

Winslow: I know I pretend to hate you, and you pretend to hate me.

Smalls: I do hate you.

Winslow: Why???

Smalls: Because you’re a despicable rabbit who’s resented me since the day I was born!

Winslow: Before.

Ronan: So, what are all your skills?

Jo: I’m a master archer.

Emma: I’m a fully trained doctor.

Cole: I’m an expert swordsbuck.

Heyna: I make good life decisions.

Ronan: That’s not really-

Jo: No, trust us. She’s our most important member.

Emma/Weezie: I love you.

Jo/Picket: I thought I annoyed you?

Emma/Weezie: You do annoy me. You annoy me more than I ever thought possible, but I want to spend every irritating minute with you.

Jo/Picket: …I love you too!

Couldn’t choose between which couple I wanted to do on that last one, so I did both.

Made up a few:

Emma: This is Coleden Blackstar, our distant cousin.

Whitbie: A pleasure, young sir.

Emma: You already know Captain Longtreader.

Whitbie: Pleasure to see you again, Packslayer.

Emma: And this is Jo! *Hugs him*

Whitbie: *Eyes narrowed* …I’m watching you, punk.

Smalls: I am not obsessed with Heather.

Picket: Denial. It’s not just a river on a planet where people read books about us.

Naylen: On a scale of having a doe with numerous older brothers mad at you, how bad is it-Lucianne Blackstar? Or Harmony?

Kylen: Emma.

And now a few I found.

Emma: Did you tell anybody we're engaged?

Jo: Yes, Emma, I have no self control and I told the pretzel vendor we're engaged.

Emma: Okay, no need to be sarcastic.

Jo: No, seriously, I have no self control and I told the pretzel vendor we're engaged

Picket: *Crying* Weezie: You okay?

Picket: Yeah, it's just these onions.

Weezie: *To the onions* What did you say to my buckfriend?

Cole: Where's Kylen?

Heyna: HE IS NOT MY BUCKFRIEND!

Cole: Whoa there, never said he was.

Heyna: ...Oh.

how do you get those links to make them correctly for the characters?

Weezie: I'm immune to mean and hurtful words because Picket says nice things to me every day, and his love protects me.

Helmer: I'm immune to mean and hurtful words because Airen says mean things to me every day, so I'm prepared.

Nate Flynn: Owen, you're in charge while I'm away.

Owen: I'm your buck.

Nate: Don't do anything stupid.

Owen: I'm kinda your buck.

Nate: Please keep Junder and Studge from bullying Jo.

Owen: ...you need another buck.

Some more irl ones

Jo: *Heading over to hang with the rest of the fowlers, drops schoolbooks on Cole's toe.

Cole: "why'd you do that?"

Picket, randomly showing up. "He has a crush"

Cole: "THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE SITUATION ON HAND!"

Jo: "What... Where's Emma?????"

Helmer: good job! You all passed!

Jo: *jumps happily out of seat and dances

Helmer: JO! Sit down!

Jo: *does pushup* Celebratory Push-up!!!

Emma: I-is that blood on your shirt!?

Jo: What blood?

Emma: That blood!

Jo: Oh. It's not mine.

Emma: Is that supposed to reassure me?

Heyna: You don't think I can fight because of my gender!

Naylen: I don't think you can fight because you're in a wedding dress. For what it's worth, I don't think Kylen could fight in that dress either.

Kylen: Perhaps not. But I would make a radiant bride.

Picket, acting tough: You guys don't want to mess with me.

Weezie: Yeah, Picket will straight up cry in public. Don't try him.

Picket: Exactly, I will straight up--

Picket:

Picket, tearing up: Weezie, why would you say that?!

Heather: This is Wilfred, he loves his personal space.

Smalls: Bounds into room and attaches himself to Wilfred's arm.

Heather: And this is Smalls, he also loves Wilfred's personal space.

Nate: Together we'll save Natalia, or die trying.

Bracers: All except Studge run off Studge: Die?

Bracers: Come back and pull Studge along with them Studge: Die?

Jo: So when are you going to go out with me?

Emma: I don't know, when are you gonna ask me out?

Jo: ...uh...

Later

Cole: So you just ran away?

Jo: I didn't think she was gonna flirt back!!

Kylen: Hey Heyna, take a look at this beautiful work of art!

Heyna: Wait...Kylen, this is just a mirror--

Heyna: Blushes

Naylen: Father, how do you know if a doe likes you?

Bleston: She laughs at your jokes, none of which are clever, original, or insightful.

Naylen:

Bleston: What? You think I tell bad jokes all day for nothing? You think that's fun for me? I am probing your mother for honest signals of affection. When she stops smiling at the way I say "It's a whisky maneuver" whenever I whisk batter, I'll know she's divorcing me, perhaps that very fortnight.

Naylen: I'm...horrified.

Bleston: Hi Horrified. I'm Dad. Naylen's Mom: Ahahahaha!

Bleston: Good. Very good.

That last one was modified from this comic. Had to make it fit our favorite rabbits, and thought the suggestion of divorce was better than what the comic went with.

Helmer: Captain, where's Picket?

Cole: Doing stuff.

Helmer: Then where's Heather?

Cole: Trying to stop Picket from doing stuff.

Helmer: So where's Jo?

Cole: Stopping Heather from stopping Picket from doing stuff.

Helmer: If they're all doing that, why are you here and not with them?

Cole: I have to keep you distracted so you can't stop Jo from stopping Heather from stopping Picket from doing stuff.

Airen: Weezie no!

Weezie: Weezie yes!

Almost everyone ever: WEEZIE NO!

Weezie: Forget you! Weezie yes!

Picket: Weezie yes!!!

Weezie: Wee- Weezie: Oh.

Weezie: Oh, I like him.

Emma: *levels a scalpel at Jo* STOP WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING AND DON'T MOVE!

Jo: What-

Emma: I SAID DON'T MOVE!

Jo: *freezes in place* Okay, okay! What's going on?

Emma: Put your hands up!

Jo: ... *does as he's told* Emma: *HUGS HIM* Jo:

Jo: Not fair.

Smalls: Hey Longtreader!

Heather: When are you going to stop calling me that?

Smalls: When you become a Joveson.

Naylen: Kylen, What's your biggest fear?

Kylen: I don't have any fear.

Cole: What if you woke up one day and Heyna was taller than you?

Kylen: ...I have one fear.

Jacks: Don't talk down to me.

Harmony: Well I can hardly talk up to you. You're too short.

Emma: I have very high standards. I only fall in love with coordinated-

Jo: *stumbles into the room, knocking over a vase, startling two younglings, and landing flat on his face* Emma:

Emma:

Emma: I want that one.

Snoden: So what's the plan for tonight?

Airen: Are you sure you want to talk about the P-A-R-T-Y in front of H-E-L-M-E-R?

Helmer: *sarcastically* It's times like this I sure wish I could spell.

Jo: Can I be your partner for the next race?

Heyna: Sorry, Jo. It's a sibling race.

Cole: Maybe there's a contest for lonely children after this.

Heyna: It's only children, Coleden. A lonely child is what you're going to be when I disown you!

Weezie: You want the last muffin?

Picket: Yeah.

Weezie: You want the last muffin?

Picket: Yes.

Weezie: Do you want the last muffin?

Picket: Yes!

Weezie: Will you go on a date with me?

Picket: YES!

Picket: Waaait...

Kylen: You know, your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed.

Victor: So him?

Heyna: Yes dad.

Victor: Are you sure?

Heyna: Yes, dad.

Victor: This is the best you could do?

Heyna: Dad!

Cole: Believe me dad, I've been here this whole time and I still don't understand why him.

At Sween and Whittle's wedding.

Officiant: Should anyone have reason why these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.

Garten: *Looks around* Really? We're all just going to let this happen?

Jo: You are, without a doubt, the biggest security issue in the entire resistance.

Emma: I'm your favorite security issue.

Baby Helmer: Eh-eh.

Helmer's Mom: His first words!

Baby Helmer: Everything is a weapon.

Helmer's Mom: ...

Jo: I had a crush on someone and I didn't know how to handle it so I filled their room with heart-shaped confetti.

Picket:

Cole:

Heather:

Heyna:

Emma: That was you?

Nate: What was the most inspiring thing I've ever said to you?

Studge: "Don't be an idiot." Changed my life.

Weezie: *laughing* Is there anything you can't do?

Picket: Gather up my wits and ask you out.

Weezie: What?

Picket: What?

Jo: *sedated*

Emma: Come on, let's get you home.

Jo: I am.

Emma: What?

Jo: I'm with you.

Emma: *dies on the inside*

Kylen: Well, I'm about to do something stupid.

Heyna: You're always doing something stupid. How is this any different?

Kylen: *kisses her* Heyna: *Brain.exe has stopped working. Attempting to restart*

Wilfred: It's just...no matter what I do, no one at school wants to be friends with me.

Frye: Yeah, I can't really relate to that problem at all. But you know who no one likes? *Inhales* HEY HELMER! Helmer: *Right next to them* First of all, how dare you.

A bunch of rabbits fire an ineffective shower of arrows at Morbin Rabbit: That was but a taste of our fury! Do you yield?

Morbin: *chuckling* I do not.

Kylen: Doesn't your dad worry something might happen to you?

Heyna: I am something that happens to other people!

Got a lot today.

Weezie: I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. Looks at Picket, napping on her shoulder, and smiles. I do know that I'm doing it really, really well.

Jo: eating cinnamon roll Emma: *gasping* Cannibalism!

Jo: confused chewing noises

Smalls: Nobody is perfect.

Heather: walks by Smalls: One person is perfect.

Cole: I am clearly not cut out to help people make life choices.

Harmony: Oh, I wouldn't be so sure. You helped me choose you.

Cole: Okay, that time I was a genius.

Naylen: I accidentally ate Heyna's sandwich. How long do you think I'll have to live?

Kylen: Ten.

Naylen: Ten what?

Kylen: Nine.

Winslow: I love this picture of our siblings when we were younger. We were so happy.

Whitbie: Where's Smalden?

Winslow: Smalden wasn't born yet. That's why we were so happy.

Heather: Brr, it's kind of cold.

Smalls: Oh here, take my scarf. Wraps scarf around her neck.

Heather: Smiling Thanks Smalls

Weezie: Whoa, I'm cold.

Picket: What?! Gives her his waistcoat. Weezie, I told you. Gives her his winter coat and cloak. That it was gonna be cold out today! Gives her his jacket. What if you come down with something? Gives her his scarf.

Jo: *BAM* Emma: What was that?

Jo: My shirt fell.

Emma: That sounded louder than a shirt falling, though.

Jo: I was in the shirt.

Harmony: Truth or dare?

Cole: Truth.

Harmony: I dare you to come over and kiss me right now.

Cole: Getting up. Alright.

Naylen: ...but he didn't even pick dare?

Kylen: Looking lovingly at Heyna. You're so tiny and adorable.

Heyna: I could kill you in your sleep.

Kylen: Smiling lovingly. I know!

Whittle: *sweating* So there's something I want to ask y-

Sween: Finally, you're proposing!

Whittle: ...how did you know?

Sween: Sweetheart, you've dropped the ring five times during dinner alone. I even picked it up once.

Picket: You can't make everyone like you. You're not Weezie.

Moonlight: What? Not everyone likes Weezie.

Picket: Who doesn't?

Moonlight: Well-

Picket: Names, now. Give me their names.

A few years down the road.

Emma: How do tall people sleep? Wouldn't their feet go right past the blanket?

Jo: Em, it's three in the morning.

Emma: You can't sleep?

Jo:

Emma: Is it the blanket?

Heather: And then this poet wrote the-

Smalls: Wait-I know that! Agh, wait a second...It was this buck with the weird hat and everything-You told me the last time-

Heather: You actually listen to me?

Smalls: Confused. Why wouldn't I?

Heather: Hugs Smalls with teary eyes. Thank you.

Smalls: Er-you're welcome?

Harmony: Carrying supplies in both hands. Cole: Reaches out a hand to help her. Harmony: Shifts the supplies so she can hold Cole's hand. Cole: That's not what I-okay.

Heyna: I know you hate me, Kylen, but-

Kylen: Wait, what? You think I hate you?

Heyna: You always clam up when I enter the room, and you're always watching me, and you never want to hang out with me, and you get tense whenever I walk close to you, and you won't talk to me in full sentences-oh, wait, I hear it now, oh my goodness, you have a crush on me, that's adorable.

Fay: You know what I don't like about my last name? It's different from your last name.

Flint: ...Fay, we don't have last names.

Well, I figured I might as well hop onto this with some of my Joveson OCs

Smalls: This should be illegal!

Heidi: It is.

Winslow: The path to inner peace begins with three words… not my problem.

Luke, to Winslow: If you can ever manage to get over yourself, I would highly recommend being me.

Theo: Five little monkeys jumping on the bed. One fell off and…

Emma: Was diagnosed with mesothelioma.

Theo: Mamma called the doctor and the doctor said…

Lana: You might be entitled to financial compensation if he or a loved one dies.

Smalls: If we lose, you’re out of the will.

Walter: I was in the will?

Smalls, very possibly sleep-deprived: Hey Winslow?

Winslow: Yeah?

Smalls: What's your favorite color of the alphabet? True or false?

Winslow:

Winslow: ...What.

Luke: Enough! How dare you mock me in such a manner!?

Heidi: Well. How would you like me to mock you? I take requests.

Smalls: It’s nice to be wanted, you know?

Regina: Not by the law!

Fleck: Emma, you look deep in thought. What’s wrong?

Emma: Did you know you can look at any object and know what it’s like to lick it? Even if you’ve never touched it before?

Fleck: I’m never asking you anything ever again.

I'll stop here before it gets too long xD

In a world where our favorite rabbits have phones

Smalls: HI!

Heather: Hey!

Smalls: HOW ARE YOU?

Heather: I'm great! But why are you typing in all capitals?

Smalls: YOU SAID YOU HATED SMALL TALK SO I MADE IT BIG JUST FOR YOU:)

Heather:

Smalls: HEATHER? WHY AREN'T YOU REPLYING?

Emma: Smalls, it's Emma. Heather is currently crying.

Kylen: I woke up and chose VIOLENCE. I WILL COMMIT ARSON AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!! I AM ANGRY-

Heyna: Awww, you're so adorable! Give me a hug!

Kylen: Wh-what? NO, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH-

Cole: *recording* This is so cute.

Inspired by @Meadow

Wilfred: I can't believe this, after years of marriage and fifteen adopted children, my wife sat me down and told me that she doesn't love me anymore.

Airen: I didn't say that!

Wilfred: Oh yeah, what did you say?

Airen: I said I think it is time to shave the mustache.

Wilfred: It's the same thing.

Weezie: I'm in love with you.

Picket: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.

Weezie: I know.

Picket: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

Nate: You do realize there's a rumor going around that you're in love with Emma?

Jo: A rumor? Are you telling me people are doubting it?

Helmer: So, you're basically the therapist for, like, the entirety of Cloud Mountain?

Maggie: Pretty much, yes.

Helmer: Who's your therapist?

Maggie: I talk to this rock sometimes.

Studge: Blood is thicker than water, but maple syrup is thicker than blood, so technically pancakes are more important than family.

Owen: We're being sent on a death-defying mission, aren't we.

Whitbie: I don't really have friends.

Moonlight: Bold words from someone within my hugging range.

Garten: Why are you looking at me through a fork?

Whittle: I'm pretending you're in jail. It's spiritually healing.

Sween, Jacks, Harmony, and Edward: *immediately join in*

Galt: Gah, my distant grandson is such a whiny kid. That's the fifth temper tantrum he's thrown today! Must get it from Bleston's side of the family.

Fleck:

Massie:

Gavin:

Burnley:

Galt: What?

Bleston: While I disrespectfully disagree-

Jupiter: Don't you mean respectfully disagree?

Bleston: *staring him dead in the eyes* No.

Lynn: Darling. Sweetie. Love of my life! Hewson: You're angry with me aren't you.

Lynn: Absolutely LIVID!!

I've been missing from this site for a while, but I'm back and got some incorrect quotes

Emma: I trust Jo.

Cole: You think he knows what he's doing?

Emma: I wouldn't go that far.

Emma: Tonight one of you will betray us.

Jo: Is it me, Emma?

Emma: No, it's not you.

Picket: Is it me, Emma?

Emma: No it's not you either.

Kylen: Is it me, Emma?

Emma:

Emma, mockingly: iS iT mE Emma?

Heather: How do I deal with my enemies?

Picket: Kill them.

Heather: That's a bit extreme, I was hoping for a more passive solution.

Picket: Kill them only a little?

Cole: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running?

Jo: Oh, I'm always running.

Cole: The question is from what?

Wilfred: Can I have some of your water, Helmer?

Helmer: It's not water, it's vinegar.

Wilfred: Wh- wha-

Helmer: It's vinegar, COWARD.

Have a good Sunday y'all. :)

Helmer: Do you know why I recruited you for the Fowlers?

Perkinson: I assumed you lost a bet.

Heather: I can't believe you did this...

Smalls: I'm sorry! I didn't know!

Heather: YOU CAN'T JUST BUY ME A GIFT OUT OF NOWHERE! NOW I FEEL BAD FOR NOT GETTING YOU ONE!

Kylen: How do I look, Naylen?

Naylen: Like a buck who doesn't know what's coming his way.

Emma: *confused and exasperated* Heyna, how do you plan on telling a wolf to go vegan?

Heyna: Politely.

Studge: *crying* I'm mostly sad because you're not sad!

Nate: What? Me? What about Owen?

Studge: OWEN CRIES ON THE INSIDE, NATE!

Owen: It's true.

Picket: I give up. I am so tired.

Moonlight: Get the emergency supply!

Whit: *picks up Weezie and puts her in front of Picket*

Weezie: *smiles* Picket: AND I AM BACK BABY, LET'S GOOOOOO!

Whittle: Sween has been staring at me for a while. Do you think she likes me?

Wilfred: ...This is literally your wedding.

Alright guys, I'm doing a few from real life here

Weezie, fumbling over words: "I was confrontating Heather..."

Picket: "Confrontating?!?"

Weezie: "Do you HAVE to constantly correct my Grammer?"

Heather: why does no one like us when we talk politics at lunch?"

Emma: "I don't know, maybe they think we're annoying"

Heather: "helmet talks politics all the time and everyone loves him."

Emma: "hes OLD"

Heather: "If we were all old men, everything would be perfect"

Jo: pokes Picket's face*

Picket: "Detention! Touching me without permission!"

Jo: "MAY I poke you?"

Picket: "no"

Cole: "man guys, they stole my mayonnaise"

Cole: "Something smells..."

Jo: "bad?"

Cole: aggressively slams hand down on table "STOP! One of you smells like chocolate frosting! No one leaves!"

Some years from now Emma: Jo! I'm pregnant!

Jo: crying tears of joy Hi pregnant...I'm dad.

Weezie: Do you feel any better?

Picket: I feel much better now that you're here with me.

Helmer and Cole: walk in Picket: Now I feel half better.

Naylen: What are you two arguing about this time?

Heyna: He's always using common phrases incorrectly!

Kylen: Cry me a table, Heyna.

Heather: So does Smalls always walk into certain death?

Wilfred: Sometimes he walks, occasionally he shuffles, periodically he ambles. Once, I'm pretty sure I saw him trip into sudden death.

Jo: Everything's going to be fine. It's just a crush.

Emma: Hi sweetie.

Jo: I love you.

Weezie: Only an idiot would fall for someone like me.

Picket: Hey! I'm not an idiot!

Weezie: What?

Picket: Wh-what?

Smalls: There's only one thing I want to change about you.

Heather: And what's that?

Smalls: Your last name.

Heather: Oh.

Naylen: You've been giving Kylen a lot of attention lately.

Heyna: He's sick.

Naylen: I'm sick, too.

Heyna: Then go see a doctor.

Heyward: I have excellent observation skills. I can determine a person's character and emotions from a single glance-

Emerson: Gloria is in love with you.

Heyward: WHAT

Jo: *dressed to look intimidating* I hear you like bad boys. Emma: Um...no. Jo: *ditching edgy accessories* Oh thank goodness.

Kylen: Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven Heather?

Heather: *internally* Ugh, I don't want this. *rolls eyes* Smalls: No, it didn't because I was there to catch her.

Heather: *internally* This is what I want! *blushes*

The Commandant: You've been avoiding me, Vitton.

Vitton: How do you do that without turning around?

The Commandant: To be honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you. Lemual: Has anyone ever told you they love you?

Hollie: Do my parents count?

Lemual: Yes.

Hollie. Then no.

Picket: Go big or go home!

Helmer: tears in his eyes* I am begging you, Ladybug. For once in your life, go home. Please. Just go home.

Picket: I'm going big.

Weezie: *hands Heyna a package* Open it, Heyna. Open it.

Heyna: What's up Weezie? *unwraps package* What the-? Why are you giving me a dress? Wait a minute-

Weezie: Heyna Blackstar, will you be my maid of honor?

Heyna: Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!

Harlan: Perkin has no survival skills, his need to win has replaced them.

Jupiter: That can't be true!

Gome: Watch this.

Stam: Hey Perk, race you to the bottom of the stairs!

Perkin: *throws himself out the window*

Random note but since this is the meme thread and this is mostly just funny here you go.

Heather is the eldest daughter. The one who takes zero nonsense from everyone, and is probably the sole reason half the characters in the series are alive. She's a prefectionist, and has anxiety.

Smalls, meanwhile, is the youngest son. He's so used to drama at this point he's just completely unfazed and content to watch it play out without doing much to intervene, but ends up cleaning the messes after, and, frankly, is equal in creating said messes.

In other words:

Heather: Picket, don't do that! Do what I say!

Picket does not do what Heather says.

Smalls (speaking to Winslow): Literally nothing you say to me can make me care.

Heyna: What is love?

Kylen: An emotional minefield.

Naylen: It's a neurochemical reaction.

Cole: Baby don't hurt me.

Heyna: THANK YOU COLE.

Weezie: Ugh I'm so ugly.

Picket: Ugh I'm so pregnant.

Weezie: Umm...what did you say?

Picket: I thought we were stating the impossible?

Wilfred: Hey, do you have a bag I can borrow?

Helmer: The only bags I have are the ones under my eyes, and they're specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence.

Wilfred: Literally all you had to do was say no.

Based on a comic-doing it like this because drawing is not my strong suit.

Wolf: *Aims an arrow at Emma*

Jo: *Jumps in front of Emma* Nooo

Emma: *Bends so that her body is blocking Jo's* Nooo

Jo: *Bends so that his body is once again blocking Emma's* Nooo

Picket: I'm usually that person who has no idea what's going on.

Helmer, about Cole: Apparently we're getting someone new in the group.

Picket: Are we stealing them?

Jo: New or used?

Helmer: Wonderful responses, both of you.

Picket: What's it like being tall?

Heather: Is it nice?

Smalls: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?

Evan: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want.

Smalls:

Smalls: I only climbed the rafters one time-

Heather: You're smiling. What happened?

Smalls: What? Can't I smile just because I feel like it?

Picket: Kylen tripped and fell down the stairs today.

Smalls: How did none of you hear what I just said?

Picket: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.

Emma: I got distracted about halfway through.

Kylen: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

Asher, setting down a card: Ace of spades

Smalls, pulling out an Uno card: +4

Evan, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you

Emma, trembling: What are we playing

Sorry Emma, you got stuck with the weird ones XD.

Emma: Fitness tip: never stop pushing yourself. Some say 8 hours of sleep is enough. Why not keep going? Why not 9? Why not 10? Strive for greatness.

Jo: Next time you're working out do 15 push ups instead of 10. Run 3 miles instead of 2. Eat a whole cake instead of just a slice.Burn your ex's house down. You can do it.I believe in you.

Heather:

Heather: There were so many mixed messages in that I can't-

Evan: Rules are made to be broken.

Asher: They were made to be followed.Nothing is made to be broken.

Emma: Uh, piñatas.

Jo: Glow sticks.

Picket: Karate boards.

Kylen: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.

Evan: Rules.

Asher:

Evan: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Emma: You're a hazard to society

Smalls: And a coward. DO TWENTY.

Emma: Evan, I am questioning your sanity...

Smalls: I never questioned it, I knew his sanity was missing from the start.

Evan: If Emma and I were drowning, who would you save?

Smalls: You two can't swim?

Emma: It's a hypothetical question, Smalls! who would you save?

Smalls: my time and effort.

Emma: I really like this whole 'good guy, bad guy' thing you guys have going on.

Evan: It's not an act, it's just that I'm mean and Smalls isn't.

Wilfred driving Evan and Smalls: So how was your day?

Evan: We almost got surprise adopted!

Wilfred: What?

Smalls: We almost got kidnapped.

Wilfred: Oh, okay.

Wilfred slams on the brakes*: WAIT WHAT?!

Evan: Picket's first detention, I'm so proud.

Smalls: Whoa, back up. Why did he get detention?

Emma: Because he's an idiot.

Heather, exasperated: He did what and got into detention how??

Wilfred: Guys… the principal just called—

Picket: It was Emma!

Smalls: It was Evan!

Evan: It was me!

Evan: Ah, yes. Here we have a beautiful couple...

Heather: I really care about your feelings!

Smalls: I really care about YOUR feelings!

Evan, turning his head: ...and then there's the disaster couple...

Jo: YOU NEED TO PAY MORE ATTENTION TO ME INSTEAD OF WORKING AT THE HOSPITAL!

Emma: I WOULDN'T HAVE TO SPEND SO MUCH TIME AT THE HOSPITAL IF YOU STOPPED INSISTING ON FIGHTING EVERYONE WHO COMES WITHIN A FIVE FOOT RADIUS OF YOU!

Evan: How do you connect with a fictional character?

Emma: What?

Picket: What?

Smalls: What?

Heather, pulls up a 500 slide presentation: I'm glad you asked.