Foolish: We need to get Dapper back to you soon, and not just Dapper, but like almost all the eggs back to you soon ‘cause you are… not lookin’ good… like literally it just looks like I’m looking at like a past Badboyhalo, like, you’re– you’re withering away.
Bad: Y’think, Foolish?
Foolish: Yeahhh…
Bad: I mean, sometimes, when people aren’t feeling their best, Foolish, they still wanna hear someone say that they’re pretty, y’know?
Foolish: Ohhh, so—
Bad: Can you– can you say that? Can you just say “Badboyhalo, I still think you’re pretty.”
Foolish: Would it– would it help get your face off the ground?
Bad: It might.
Tina, laughing: What is happening right now…?
Foolish: Would it make Skeppy jealous?
Tina: What the fuck…?
Bad: I mean… [crosstalk] I don’t– I don’t know, but it would– it would make me a little happier.
Tina: [crosstalk] HELLO?? GUYS???
Foolish: What– what, Tina? I’m trying to console this man! What’s wrong with you?
Tina: I just– I just clocked back in– I don’t know– should I be here– [stammers] should I go? Am I supposed to leave??
Bad: Why?
Foolish: No– [breaks into laughter] Bye!
Tina: [stammers] I’ll– I’ll get out of here, [crosstalk] don’t even worry about it, I’ll— [voice quickly fades as she grappling-squoks away]
Bad: [crosstalk] Wait, why– why are you leaving? Why?
Foolish: … Y’know, Bad, under the stars, you, um… even though you’re fading from light, I think, um, there’s still a little sparkle in ya, and, y’know, maybe… maybe you do look pretty.
Bad: Oh… Well thank you, Foolish. I mean… it’s nice to hear once in a while and, y’know, hearing it from someone with as chiseled as a jawline as you have, y’know—
Foolish: Yeah…
Bad: I know it actually…
Foolish: Yeah.
Bad: … means something a lot– aww, thank you, here—
Foolish: Bring it in, bring it in.
Bad: — let me, uh, just type out– there we go, there we go…
Foolish, speaking softly: To be clear, I’m only doing this because of this unfortunate– unfortunate circumstances, and under any– almost any other circumstances, I would have not complied– in fact, I would have maybe called you an ugly piece of shit, but I’ll give you this one.
Bad: No– no, I know, Foolish, and honestly, that– that makes it even more significant.
Foolish: Yeah. Yeah, so, I’m just gonna sit back in my chair now.
Bad: Okay, go ahead…
what may very well be the sweetest moment between q!foolish and q!BBH that we’ve seen so far…
bad: okay, let me put it this way. if someone broke into your house and was literally going through your closet and putting on your louis vuitton or something like that. and you’re just sitting there like watching, you don’t say anything, you don’t call the police—you just watch as he’s trying on, like, your socks,
pomme: now imagine foolish comes into your house while u sleep and steal everything, what do you do
bad: one, my foolish detector would go off and i would wake up and immediately sit up in my bed, make eye contact with him, and then charge him.
pomme: you have a foolish detector?
bad: yes. it’s built into my brain, pomme. whenever foolish comes within 3 miles of me, i know. i just know. i can just tell.
Gumi: I’m pretty sure if we lived in an alternate universe, Badboyhalo would definitely be… [long pause] like, o-one of those housewives, at this current moment, for Foolish Gamers. He would have a roast on the table every single night… wait, am I creating my own, like, fanfiction in my own head? Okay, my headcanon is that Badboyhalo would be a little housewife that would wear a cute little white apron around his waist, and welcome Foolish home and be like, “Yoohoo!! Hello my little muffin! What would you like tonight? Dinner? A bath? Or me~?” [extremely long pause] Don’t tell him I said that.