Olivia Armstrong: By the way, they've ordered that I be shot on sight.
Alex Armstrong: What? I can't have that! We haven't finalized the paperwork leaving the Armstrong estate to me in the event of your death!
Olivia: Don't worry! When I die, the whole estate will go to Mustang! He's just barely one fraction of an iota of a micron more preferable than an oaf like you!
Alex Armstrong: What? I can't have that! We haven't finalized the paperwork leaving the Armstrong estate to me in the event of your death!
Olivia: Don't worry! When I die, the whole estate will go to Mustang! He's just barely one fraction of an iota of a micron more preferable than an oaf like you!
Doofenshmirtz: (opens closet door to Norm listening to headphones sadly) Hey, buddy. Are you, uh, are you busy?
Norm: No, not really.
Doofenshmirtz: You know, Norm, it occurs to me that though I've never had a son, there is someone I can always count on to be there. Someone I've begun to think of as family.
Norm: Yes?
Doofenshmirtz: And that someone is Perry the platypus. See ya around, junk pile. (slams door)
Norm: (smiles) Apology accepted, Dad.
Norm: No, not really.
Doofenshmirtz: You know, Norm, it occurs to me that though I've never had a son, there is someone I can always count on to be there. Someone I've begun to think of as family.
Norm: Yes?
Doofenshmirtz: And that someone is Perry the platypus. See ya around, junk pile. (slams door)
Norm: (smiles) Apology accepted, Dad.
— Phineas and Ferb, "A Real Boy"
Lincoln Loud: (when asked to imagine Ronnie Anne as a flower) "Then maybe a rose?"
Lynn Loud Sr.: "Aw, how romantic!"
Lincoln Loud: "No, Dad; I mean because of the thorns."
Yuma: Wait, there's no way Ray could have done that!
Girag: Yeah? And how do you know?
Yuma: Because...
Girag: Yeah? Because what?
Yuma: Because... that would mean he planned it, and Ray's plans never work! I've got the scars to prove it!
Bronk: Well, I guess they do say honesty is the best policy.
Girag: Yeah? And how do you know?
Yuma: Because...
Girag: Yeah? Because what?
Yuma: Because... that would mean he planned it, and Ray's plans never work! I've got the scars to prove it!
Bronk: Well, I guess they do say honesty is the best policy.
“Senpai.” I lean against his chest and look up into his eyes, enjoying the firmness of his well-trained body pressed against mine. “I love you.”
Shirou suffers a brief moment of confusion, hesitating with his mouth open before smiling down at me and answering. “I love you too, Sakura.”
I blink. That... he... what...
I stagger back a little, clutching my chest as I take a sudden burst of psychic damage.
He’s not mine! He told me he loves me with such purely and utterly platonic intent that my plan didn’t even work despite the fact that he stumbled right into it!
That... really hurts.
Shirou suffers a brief moment of confusion, hesitating with his mouth open before smiling down at me and answering. “I love you too, Sakura.”
I blink. That... he... what...
I stagger back a little, clutching my chest as I take a sudden burst of psychic damage.
He’s not mine! He told me he loves me with such purely and utterly platonic intent that my plan didn’t even work despite the fact that he stumbled right into it!
That... really hurts.
— Consuming Desire
, a Fate/stay night fanfic
, a Fate/stay night fanfic