X: And don't be handing me grenades

uranium

X: I can just fly normally, also I dont know how to fly a jet

that makes it even more fun since its a challenge and if you crash its not bad

X: Alright then

X: Can't be that bad

with ketchup on it

X: *Crunching noises*

why are you glowing

X: It's probably no-

*Explodes*

go***amn it

X's head: So whats my reward?

a f-35

X: *Regenerating* Whats that?

fast plane boi

*Cakedoctor gives X a cake that is secretly a nuke (not a grenade)*

X: *E A T*

*X blows up like a nuke*

X: *Regenerating*

*Cakedoctor died from the nuke so no award*

Byrd: ...Have this... frog...

X: I'm not eating a live animal

Byrd: It's dead. I fried it. Just for you. (Giggles a bit)

X: =_=

I don't trust you

Byrd: Well, ur gonna have to. It’s not poisonous. It really isn’t.

X: Then why'd you laugh

Byrd: Cuz it’s funny to see people eat frogs. Hell, I even laughed at myself while eating one. All was good until I choked on it.

X: Yeah im not eating that

Byrd: Ok then how about this!
*Shows a bag of salt.*

X: *Grabs it and eats the entire bag*

Byrd: Just what I expected! How did it taste other than being salty!

X: Also, if you ever need me just call out my name, Xylex

Byrd: oh, cool.

X: It triggers my brain and gives me the direction you're in so that I could help you, only use it in
D I R E situations

Byrd: Right. Right.

X: See ya *Flies off*

Byrd: Bye.

X, in distance: Bye!

X:.......The F*ck

Byrd: No need to thank me. Not everyone gets air from people’s lungs as rewards.

X: *Throws him across the room*

Byrd: Ow! What was that for?

X: I just ate an entire bag of salt and as a reward you breathed on me

Byrd: I don’t get it. Most people usually take air as a gift.

X: ...I don't need air

Byrd: I’m sorry but that was your reward. I got nothing else on me.

X: Lets just say you owe me

Byrd: Fine.

X: Salty

Byrd: just that?

X: I could taste the plastic

Byrd: Oh that’s new. So what’s my reward?

X: It was the other way around

Byrd: F**k!

X: So, wheres my reward

Byrd: Uhhhhhhh
*Starts sweating*

X: *Waiting*

Byrd’s thoughts: Shit. I don’t have anything to give him. Unless… I guess J have to risk this.
Byrd: I bring you air from my lungs!
*Exhales but not close to X’s face.*