wHOAH EMI ACTUALLY HAS AN IDEA (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

Ana calmed down. "Do you have any more?"

"Ummmm yeah. This is a different type of joke. I would write it down on paper, but it's tearible."

Ana blinked. "Okay, then write it down."

Bree giggled a little, "No, I just told you the joke. It's called a dad joke cause their bad and only dads really tell them."

"Dad joke? That sounds… Dad-like."

"It is."

Ana giggled gently. "Very Dad-like."

"Extremely dad-like."

"Wholly dad-like."

"It's so dad too."

"The most it can get."

"So very very dad."

"Ver very very very dad."

Bree was laughing heavily. She couldn't respond.

"Dad dad dad dad dad like." Ana was smiling.

Bree continued laughing and pressed her face against Ana.

Ana giggled and held her face close. "Dad jokes are rather amusing. Any more?"

"Ummmm, maybe? Give me a moment," Bree beamed at Ana.

Ana beamed back. "Okay!" She waited patiently.

“What do you call a fake noodle?”

"I don't know."

“An impasta!”

“In…pasta?” It took her a few moments, then she understood and burst into giggles.

Bree was giggling already. These were so stupid yet she never wanted to stop.

Ana didn’t stop giggling. The joke was so bad it was good.

That’s a dad joke for ya. Kaze buried her face against Ana again.

Ana moved her head against Kaze’s giggling more and more she thought of the joke.

Bree was still giggling. That joke was too stupid that it was down right hilarious.

Ana giggled so much she found her breath catching. She inhaled softly before breaking off into giggles.

Kaze heard herself snort. She never snorted. Not while laughing. She continued giggling afterwards.