#stay peculiar
Jacob: I’m an idiot.
Enoch and Y/N:
Jacob:
Y/N:If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.
Y/N: Guys, I got some news.
Millard: Miss Peregrine gave us the day off?
Y/N:I said news, not a miracle.
Miss Peregrine: Everyone stay away from Claire, she is really sick.
Y/N: Everyone stay away from me too.
Claire: You’re sick too?
Y/N:No…
Jacob: Can you not be sarcastic for once in your life?!
Enoch: When have l ever been sarcastic before?
Emma: We cannot fight all these hollows.
Y/N:Who said something about fighting?
Jacob: All your plans includes fighting!
Y/N: Not this one.
Millard: Hey Y/N, it’s your turn to wash dishes.
Y/N: I’LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD.
Millard: Okay fine, but before that, wash the dishes, also with soap this time?
Jacob: Uhm I have a problem, but I don’t want criticism or judgment.
Y/N: And you came to me?
Miss Peregrine: How does this blazer look on me?
Y/N: Fantastic! I wish I could pull that off…
Enoch: Go ahead.
Miss Peregrine: Excuse me?
Y/N:What?
Enoch:What?
Y/N:Miss?
Miss Peregrine: Yes?
Y/N: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine when it’s on?
Miss Peregrine:
Miss Peregrine: *looking around wildly* WHERE’S CLAIRE-
Jacob: Okay, help me please!
Y/N:Got two words for you.
Enoch, under his breath: I bet they won’t be helpful.
Y/N: Your problem.
Enoch: I was right.
Alma:*inspecting her dress*
Alma: Do you think that’s unsuitable for the occasion?
Y/N: Children? Yes. But we can’t leave them here. After all, they were invited too.
Y/N:Your dress is ravishing, by the way.
Emma: Its nice to be wanted, y'know?
Y/N:Not by the hollows!
Emma: The note left by the Miss Peregrine says “Do Not Touch”.
Y/N, pushing the note over: Not anymore.
Jacob, after visiting Miss Peregrine house: So, that’ your family?
Emma: Wasn’t my choice.
Miss Peregrine: I hope everyone took notes, it’s important.
Enoch: Y/N only wrote (your initial) x AP in a heart.
Y/N: Ah shit, I forgot.
Jacob:Forgot what?
Y/N:How do you expect me to answer that?
Jacob: It’s locked. You got a lock pick?
Y/N:Yes.
Y/N: *kicks in the door*
Millard: I trust Y/N.
Emma: You think they know what they’re doing?
Millard:I wouldn’t go that far.
