primadonna girl

Simon: Can you make me cookies?

Simon: Since I worked for one of your less awesome and less reliable sons?

Roderick: I saw his back, it was pretty grody.

Roderick: Genetics are weird.

Roderick: I mean, if he took this one better... maybe?

Roderick: You might not have. I don't know.

Roderick: Did you?

Roderick: How'd the appointment with Simon go?

Roderick: I'm cool with being... number five. I'm assuming I come before the bakery.

Roderick: You have four boys and a bakery that tell me that's not true.

Roderick: Totally possible.

“I’ll get Kaden to help me.”

“I’ll ground you both.”

“My thought is, I’ll try one and have an epi-pen ready.”

“No. Absolutely not. I forbid it.”

“I”m trying. I just want to try a Reeses.”

“I know, love, but that won’t be likely.”

“Mostly I’m hoping that peanuts won’t kill me.”

“Don’t get your hopes up, love.”

“i‘ll survive, and I want an updated list.”

“That’s a really good idea.”

“Great, it’s gonna be fun.”

“I’m sorry baby. You know I would take the pain for you if I could.”

“And the weird hive things?”

“Part of the deal, I’m afraid.”

“Cool… so um, I don’t really remember the test that well, was it as bad as I’m remembering or is it fine and I was just like… a whiney four year old?”

“So...it seemed to hurt quite a bit when you were younger, sweetheart. And I imagine it will hurt again.”