Moira: *In A Relationship With Charles* Hey Kids, I

Moira: *In a relationship with Charles* Hey kids, I—

Peter: Excuse me, who the fuck. I’m not your son.

Jean: What are you doing here?!

Moira: O-okay,-

Jean: DAAAD!

Charles: *Walking in the room* What?

Peter: Who the fuck is this?!

Jean: Did you and papa break up again?

Moira:

Charles: Children, this is my girlf—

Peter: I’m going to Scott’s.

Charles: No.

Jean: Fine. Peter, we’re going to Papa’s.

Charles: Don’t go to Erik!

Peter: WE’RE ALREADY OUT THE FUCKING DOOR!!!

Moira:

Charles: I’m so sorry.

Scott: Alright, listen up you little shits.

Peter: Not you, Kurt. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled that you’re here.

Scott: I want to show you a picture from last night that really upset me.

Peter: Okay, but in my defense, Ororo bet me 25¢ that I couldn't drink all that shampoo.

Scott: That's not what I- you drank SHAMPOO?!

Warren: *babysitting Nate during Scott and Peter’s date night*

Warren: I found another box of old baby toys!  Let’s see what we’ve got. Fingerpaints? We have to do that. Let’s see, what else do we have?

Warren: *pulls out two dolls* Ooooh. Which one do you like better, the baby or the whore? Which one are you reaching for?

Nate: *grabs the barbie*

Warren: The whore! 

Scott: You got yourself a coffee?

Jubilee: Yeah. Double espresso.

Scott: A double espresso?

Jubilee: Well, you're the one who's telling me to like, try new things all the time.

Scott: Yeah, but I meant vegetables and stuff, not stimulants, you've never had caffeine before, I-

Jubilee: Don't get in a state. I only drank half of it.

Scott: Oh. Okay.

Jubilee: Peter drank the other half.

Scott: I . . .

Scott: You let Peter drink a double espresso?

Peter: It tasted horrible to begin with, but then I added five spoonfuls of sugar and now I feel all zingy zangy zongy!

Scott: Zingy. Zangy. Zongy.

Peter: I feel like lighting!

Scott: Oh my god.