Humor Scripts Novels & Stories

“Uh…air. Just air.” He glanced up then, suspicious. “You’re strange.” “I get that a lot.” [System Tip: Try humor using self-deprecation. Humans find it relatable.] I sighed. “Dream, if I die under your management, tell my funeral guests I was killed by deadlines and your resting glare.” His fingers paused on the keyboard. One heartbeat. Two. Then, very faintly, almost inaudibly, he exhaled through his nose. [System Alert: Micro-laugh detected. Progress 75%.]

“I’d laugh in your face and then tell the doc you brought it on yourself. You think I’m gonna risk my reputation so you can play kamikaze in bed? Forget it.” That earned me a real laugh, short and sharp. I grinned, pointing at him. “See? Humor works. You should thank me. I’m basically saving your sanity.” “You’re insufferable,” he muttered, but the corner of his mouth twitched again. “Yeah, but I’m entertaining. And in three months, when you’re finally cleared, you’re gonna look back at this and—” “If you laugh, I’ll hit you.” I held up my hands. “Okay, okay. Not laugh. Maybe… cry tears of joy. Better?”

Besides, who exactly gave Todd the illusion that he was someone important? I scoffed. "Todd Westman, from the moment you had the audacity to spout all that, you lost the right to speak to me." People could only communicate meaningfully when they were on the same intellectual level. Seeing how resolute I was, Todd struggled frantically and screamed, "No… Babe, listen to me. I can explain. I was just confused for a second. I love you!" "Shut up. Just listening to you makes my ears feel dirty."

I felt that this one was far more fitting, and a lot more humorous. “For Jay,” I started. “Adonis, I vow to never let you wear drag on national television again.” The crowd burst out laughing. It was just the response I wanted, so I continued. The vows were all silly, playing on various themes in their relationship, gently teasing them. But Adonis and Jay listened and laughed along. The crowd ate it up, with loud laughter reverberating throughout the room. When I got to the end though, my tone got a little more serious.

She laughs at her own joke. “In a year, you’re going to be changing diapers and you’ll lose your edge,” Hamish mimes changing a diaper as Benjamin pretends to smell it behind him. “We’re gonna have to send a fruit basket to Margot. A sympathy gift.” Benjamin joins in and they all chuckle as if these jokes aren’t the worst they’ve heard. I came from a smart family, not comedians and it showed.

she observed. “Proximity efficiency is improved,” Luther stated, not moving away from where he stood beside my chair. He poured her juice. “Did you experience satisfactory sleep metrics?” She shrugged, climbing up. “I dreamed about the apple trees having a conversation. The Winter Banana was telling the Honeycrisp a joke.” “An interspecies humor transmission hypothesis,” Luther said, sitting down with his own coffee. “What was the punchline?” “It was about a worm who took the wrong turn at a root. It was a long joke. I forgot the end.”

“It’s not funny.” Adrian nodded beside her… equally unimpressed. “Yeah, it’s really not funny, dude.” I blinked… feigning offense. “Excuse me? Do I look like I am joking?” Echo tilted her head. “At this very moment, yes.” I threw my hands up. “I am serious, guys! Why would I joke about something like this?” Echo’s suspicion melted a little, replaced by disbelief. “Do you really mean it?” “Of course I do,” I said… grinning. “I found a way out. You guys are going to be human again.”

I replied "It's actually you that is making us laugh out loud as that" Lucas said. I didn't understand what he meant by that so I looked at them confused as they all began to laugh again "You and your little missy human mate, " Scott said as all of them busted out in laughter and I smiled. I immediately thought knew what they were talking about. I guess they must have heard us having sex. I mean we were a bit loud. "Well, I don't think she is a human, " I said as they all kept quiet

The irritating bouts of laughter that filled up my days lately. King Reuben_The-irritating-mummy finally morphed up into the very familiar lunatic seal once more, and the room was filled with humorous hoots of laughter. This time, even lord Gilbert along with the handful of servants in the backdrop joined him. What could be more humiliating than this?

“Ha ha.” I deploy the maximum capacity of my jaw muscles to deny his pride the satisfaction of a smile, but the restraint crumbles the exact microsecond Nyra bursts into a raw, booming laugh across the bench. “The script lacked that level of comedic value,” I insist, nudging her side.