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Abbott Elementary Starters !

Taken from season two the 2022 ABC series, Abbott Elementary! Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit! There may be some light spoilers!

• “I took it as an opportunity to grow. Not physically, of course, because I can’t reach the top shelves in my apartment.”
• “Sea (Name) is very different than Land (Name).”
• “If this is what they expect of us, it’s can’t be unrealistic.”
• “Are you about to get evicted?!”
• “I thought coming into work a full adult would be my solution, but I’m drowning.”
• “I get it now. I’m not not a fan.”
• “Then why do I have to see Chris Pratt everywhere?!”
• “Oh, I don’t do that anymore. Because I’m in therapy and anger management.”
• “Oh, we don’t take bribes — That aren’t in the form of money.”
• “I think she’s saying I’m a broke boi.”
• “(Name), I said that I don’t want to go to a strip club with you.”
• “I hope all the kids aren’t here today. Yesterday, almost everybody was in attendance and it almost broke me.”
• “You don’t want to be a corny legend.”
• “Ya’ll gotta stop playing God with that boy’s life.”
• “I’m not in the mood to improve-d at.”
• “(Name) tells me I sound like a lesbian. I’m working on that.”
• “And one of those is the right side, which is mine.”
• “Are you two in a fight? Looks like ya’ll in a fight.”
• “Poison? You know I ain’t poisoning anybody. If I’m taking someone out, I want to watch them go.”
• “I’m starting to think that I didn’t grow into the person I’m proud of because of it, but maybe I did despite of it.”
• “What’s that I taste? The taste of sweet victory?”
• “Who does everybody get so surprised when I say I’ll help? I’m a professional.”
• “You time yourself going to the second floor?”
• “It don’t count if I don’t have my Fitbit on.”
• “I haven’t seen you this made since the bartender cut you off at the batting cages.”
• “Disguises, crime, looking hot? These are my specialities.”
• “Okay, well, thank you for the donation to my mouth.”
• “I’m just one of those people where chaos really affects my mood so I’m just gonna call it a day.”
• “Ghost, ghouls and new friends.”
• “Oh, like y’all came tell these moderately attractive white men with bears apart.”
• “You truly do have the taste of a middle aged midwestern mama.”
• “And now you’ve made me an accessory.”
• “I Googled it. But I like to maintain that aura of dark mystery.”
• “This is cutting into my pre happy hour hour.”
• “All these wasted eggs when the (Name) is in town. Now I’ve got to throw a Molotov cocktail at their bus.”
• “And I want to shield them with the best defense: Positivity.”
• “The emergency is… I don’t feel like it right now.”
• “Merry Capitalism to you all.”
• “You know what? They’re a lot like paint fumes. Small doses? Fine — Even somewhat enjoyable. But too much just gives you a headache.”
• “Yeah, after I introduce myself, you know. Start dating, get super clingy, abs go through his phone he might be.”
• “That’s right. Now go ahead and make Juvenile proud.”
• “Is that my work husband grinding on my work nemesis?”
• “I’m sorry, you look like you’re in deep thought.”
• “I drink a lot of Snapple so I kind of know some facts.”
• “I know plenty of people who have counted me out before and, while I have absolutely no way of confirming this, I’m positive they’re all dead.”
• “Sorry, so your- You dad, he hired an actor to play his child instead of just asking you?”
• “Don’t look at me like that, he gave me his number.”
• “I was both the hostage negotiator and the hostage.”
• “Well, I’m a pacifist. You mess with me, I’ll pass a fist across your face.”
• “We are watching the first Toy Story because the third one makes me cry.”
• “What in the Earth, Wind and Fire is going on here?!”
• “Okay. She’s robbed a child.”
• “Aw. Disposable income.”
• “Do you want to pinch my cheeks? My mom says it helps.”
• “Well, that was before I realized that I have an insecure attachment style. I now recognize it for the disdain that it is.”
• “I don’t think an adult has ever apologized to me before.”
• “I will kick your (Name)-loving Valentine’s Day ass right out of this building.”
• “Shame. So hot, yet so annoying.”
• “I am one minor inconvenience away from putting this whole day in rice.”
• “Mandates are nothing more than fervent suggestions.”
• “Just because you got a round face like the Teletubbies sun baby doesn’t mean that the world revolves around you.”
• “It’s cool that no matter what I do, no one is happy.”
• “Let’s say that (Name) has a bubbly personality to cover up deep-seated mommy issues.”
• “The silver lining about dating is that you only have to be correct about someone /once./“
• “Last night, as the kids would say, was a film.”
• “That is bisexual erasure. I expected better from you.”
• “You’re a dork but you’re messy.”
• “Weird cash floating around? Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
• “Come on. Let’s go bully some sensitive artists.”
• “Now you two need to get on board. Who we fighting first?”
• “That’s why Mothers Day was invented. So less mothers would leave their families.”
• “Don’t give Jesus my credit.”
• “Nothing good has ever come from nerds whispering.”
• “It’s because you abandon people, and it’s nice to finally hear you say it out loud.”
• “People had hopes for you, and they gave up on me!”
• “I get why you left (Name), it just kind of felt like you left me, too.”
• “My night terrors have spread into day terrors. I can’t tell if I’m asleep right now or if this is some kind of waking nightmare.”
• “Why can’t you ever give me credit for a good idea?”
• “My lies don’t discriminate.”
• “Never have I been so happy to hear such explicit content.”
• “At the end of the day, they have to decide who they want to be. And this one decided to be a jackass.”
• “So what you’re going to do is pick yourself up, dust yourself off, come back here tomorrow and do your job.”
• “People have thrown dirt on my name, others have given flowers. It’s all a garden to me.”
• “I love the company of others. But I’m trying to like my own.”
• “I’m just gonna go back to avoiding her and never asking her for anything.”
• “You would beat my ass, wouldn’t you?”
• “The key to never getting your ass beat? Knowing when someone can beat your ass.”
• “Note to self: New way to manipulate. Step one: have a daughter. Step two: Play the long game.”
• “I’m a master forager. My speciality? Mushrooms.”
• “I don’t know how to leave this conversation.”
• “I’m counting on those tiny fists for very precise blows.”
• “Yeah. I take all your recommendations seriously — I want to know why you like stuff.”
• “Uh-uh. I don’t like clanks in bags. Clank-clank leads to clink-clink.”
• “No wonder your dad’s a landscaper, the way you beat around the bush.”
• “You need to be better at hiding things with your face.”
• “Everybody I like knows it. (Name) and Diego Luna has seen my tweets.”
• “If I don’t get a smooth eleven hours, I get a little handsy.”

               Luckily for the Overwatch agent, the exposure to nature left the facility populated with various wildlife– insects, small birds and mammals, mostly– leaving a rather noisy backdrop against the soft rustles of foliage each time a breeze pulls through the carcass of the complex. The astrophysicist is far too concerned with the stream of information he’s currently glossing through, occasionally making observations out into the open air– all of which echo out in vain with no answer.

Damaged retinas are blind to the subtle shape made blurry through the plexiglas of the cracked holopad in his hands– however, when he is abruptly addressed, the plexiglas screen drops from gloved hands in alarm, caught only by the wake of whatever unseen force kept the scientist aloft within the air. Pale lavender eyes go very wide as he stares down at the agent in utter bewilderment, the atmosphere becoming inexplicably thick-feeling. “You are not supposed to be here. This is supposed to be a quiet place.” SIGMA whispers hoarsely as his stress begins to visibly rise, cloudy pupils flicking away from the agent momentarily in an attempt to identify any potential escape routes. How had he snuck up on him in the first place? Wouldn’t he have noticed another presence?

                But then he mentions the beacon, and the astrophysicist visibly pales.

“This– th-this is your facility!?” Oh god– but it had been abandoned for so long, hadn’t it? The old man grimaces with disdain, instinctively withdrawing more into himself as he drifts a few degrees away– towards one of the darker, more cluttered corridors branching off of the main atrium.  “What does it even matter– this facility has been inactive for decades, according to what was left behind!” He pleads indignantly. At a glance, he looks every bit as worn and abandoned as the facility, between the filthy wisps of cotton-like hair that stick out at odd angles, the sweat-slicked dust and dirt that clings to exposed skin– and, lastly, the ragged, tattered prison-style jumpsuit, practically tied to his emaciated body with the use of belt-like straps. “I came here to seek asylum– I would prefer to be left well alone!”

              The holopad is snatched from where it had been caught within his static orbit, hastily stuffed away into a chest pocket of his jumpsuit. If he could just stall for a couple more meters, he can flee. “-- Look, I do not want to harm you. I don’t want anything to do with you.”

“So why don’t you just... Go back the way you came– forget everything you saw.” SIGMA demands, his voice wavering with uncertainty as he tries to project his own air of confidence-- all while continuing to subtly inch his way towards the darkened corridor. The fact of the matter is, however, that the agent is a lot more of a threat than he’s letting on– just for the fact that he’s clearly in much better health than the scientist.

               “I... do not believe in violence, but I will remove you by force if I must.”

Okay, so… whatever Leon might’ve expected to find here, this wasn’t it. Not only did this person seem to lack any ill intent, but he seemed… nervous, actually. Maybe even scared. In some ways it was a relief, but it only gave way to a different concern.

He raises his hands a little and tries to visibly relax his posture in a show of surrender.

“Woah– ah, hey, I-I’m not looking to harm you either,” he starts, hoping he won’t have to do any chasing. “I-I’m just here to see what’s going on, since the place has been abandoned for so long, yeah?” 

He takes a long look at the man and notes how haggard he is, and wonders when he might’ve eaten last, or bathed, or done any self-care. His eyebrows furrow further as he then lets his gaze go to their surroundings. It might be teeming with flora and fauna, but it’s still basically ruins. It was kind of depressing just to look at in and of itself, let alone staying here… It can’t have been healthy,  in any sense of the word. 

Despite the recognizeable source of his attire (or what remained of it), Leon still has to wonder what kept him staying here– even being on the run, he assumes, a person’s still gotta eat at least.

He takes a tentative step forward, keeping his hands where they can be seen. “I’m not necessarily here to chase you out of this place, since it doesn’t seem like you’re doing anything, ah… nefarious, but… I’m curious as to why you’re here, and what it is you do happen do be doing. If you don’t mind enlightening me, anyway. But before those questions, I… Can I get you something to eat? A-Are you injured at all?” 
If he were talking to a superior, he might say that these questions were to increase the likelihood of cooperation– which isn’t not true– but more than that, he’s just worried, and he wouldn’t feel right trying to question this guy, no matter how gently, without making sure he wasn’t, you now, starving.