Funneh: I don't think Gold's pleased with you.
Draco: why do you say that?
Funneh, reading aloud: "Dear Draco, I hope this message finds you before I do."
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*Draco cooking*
Funneh: Any chance that's for me?
Draco: It's for Gold. I'm planning on making some bad choices tonight, and I need her on my side
Lunar: I never realized the forethought that went into being a disappointment.
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Gold, whispering through the door: Hey.
Funneh: Hey?
Gold: I can't sleep.
Funneh: I can. Good night.
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Rainbow: My first rule would be that no one can veto my rules.
Draco: I'm pretty sure that's called tyranny and it's frowned upon.
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Draco: I got detention today
Funneh: How?
Draco: The teacher pointed a ruler at me and said, "There's an idiot at the end of this ruler."
Draco: I asked which end.
Funneh, tearing up: I'm so proud of you.
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Lunar: I need to chose my fights. I shouldn't just pick fights. I am too good to fight all the time. I'm above that.
[a few minutes later]
Draco: *mutters something under his breath about Lunar*
Lunar: YOU WANNA FIGHT, HUH? COME AT ME. TRY ME. L E T T H E W A R B E G I N.
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Funneh: I'm going to tell you something, and I need you not to overreact.
Rainbow: When have I EVER overreacted?
Funneh: well...
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Kyran: You should tell Felicia that money doesn't give them the right to push people around.
Gold: Oh, I did.
Kyran: And?
Gold: She gave me 50 bucks to shut up.
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Draco: You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun.
Draco: That's why I own TEN guns.
Draco: Just in case some maniac tries to sneak in a ladder.
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Young Draco, running in with a scraped knee: Hey guys! Sorry I'm late
Funneh: What happened?
Draco: Oh I just-
Funneh: Who did this?
Draco: N-no one-
Funneh: WHO DO I HAVE TO KILL?!
Draco: NO!!
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