In other words, a considerable portion of your extraordinary gift comes from the simple fact that you very much want to do good." -Master George

I'd love to see that rat nose smashed!

Minho was the first one to speak since the food had come. “Maybe we should just give in to those shuckfaces. Do what they want. One day we’ll all sit around, fat and happy.” Thomas knew he didn’t mean a word of it. “Yeah, maybe you can find a nice pretty girl who works here, settle down, get married and have kids. Just in time for the world to end in a sea of lunatics.” Minho kept at it. “WICKED’s going to figure out this blueprint business and we’ll all live happily ever after.

Tonight, they’d make their stand, once and for all.

She smiled for the first time, and he almost had to look away, as if something that nice didn’t belong in such a glum and gray place, as if he had no right to look at her expression.

Thats called hypocrisy, you shuck face piece of -!

Get your runtcheeks down those stairs, right now