He doesn’t tell Dave why he hides his food under the futon, behind mixing equipment, inside the bricks of his desk. Why his swords are two steps from where he sleeps, and why he’s trained himself to cat nap in three hour intervals of insomniac nervousness.

Zelgadis is learning to live with his body.

Deadpool vs. Kylo Ren. The conclusion is foregone.

Jim has a couple different lies he likes to tell about how he got his Jolteon, depending on his audience.

Sophie left SHIELD a long time ago, and now they want her back. (Eliot is livid.)

“Aw, come on,” says Anakin, glaring at the dice as if they’ve personally offended him. “You roll twenties for Ahsoka and not for me? I own you, you fuckers, the least you could do is do me a favor every once in a while.” or: Anakin Skywalker's terrible luck strikes again at the worst time.

Cody keeps a list of miraculous things he comes across amidst the mundane.