Aunt March: You might not know this, Jo, but I'm a flawed person.
Jo: I do know that.
Aunt March: Ugh, I just could not get out of bed earlier.
Jo: Why? Did someone leave a big rock on your coffin again?
Jo: Question. When they shot Bambi’s mother, did you find that a sad moment… at all?
Aunt March: I’m sure she’s mounted on a nice wall in a fine home somewhere.
Laurie: Wanna know what I did the last time I was cooking?
Amy: What?
Laurie: I box jumped onto the counter.
Amy:...Are you serious?
Laurie: ....
Amy: Wait are you serious? On this counter?
Laurie, trying not to laugh: Yeah.
Amy: Okay first of all, you can box jump that high? That’s fucking dope congratulations.
Amy: Second of all WHAT? YOU PUT YOUR FEET ON THIS COUNTER!?
[Jo sitting on Friedrich’s lap]
Amy: Why don’t we ever do stuff like that?
Laurie, pulling Amy onto his lap: Happy?
Amy: Do you seriously have a boner right now?
Laurie: You wanted this.
Laurie: Yeah, skincare is paramount for me.
Amy: Paramount to what?
Laurie: I don't know. I just learned that word.
Amy: *giving Laurie a facial*
Laurie: Now give me a little kiss on the forehead.
Amy: But, if I kiss you on the forehead, it's gonna ruin your facial.
Laurie: Yeah, you're right.
Laurie: You should probably just kiss me on the lips.
Amy: *dramatically playing Fur Elise on Stephen's piano* In 2023 ... I can do it. I believe in me.
Laurie, having no idea what she's talking about: What do you mean?
Amy: I'm gonna grow seven inches this year. I know it.
Laurie: That's not how it works.
Amy: So my plan is just to sleep a lot, eat a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables, drink a lot of water. They said I could do anything, so I'm gonna GROW. SEVEN. I N C H E S. TALLER! It's my New Year's resolution. I'm twenty-one years old and I can fucking do it! *plays music* I know I can, they said I could-
Laurie: No, stop, turn that off-
Amy: I can do anything I want, yes I can bitch-
Laurie: This is your worst idea ever.
Amy: *stops playing* You're just being a hater! You're being a hater!
Laurie: No I'm-
Amy: I can, I can do it, I can grow seven inches! *starts playing again* Can I get a hell yeah? Can I get a HELL yeah! I CAN DO IT, BITCH! I CAN GROW - SEVEN - INCHES!!!
Stephen: ... What the fuck.
Jo, about Friedrich: Going to a library with someone you love and sitting in a corner with your head propped up on their shoulder while you both are reading books in peace and calm is the most intimately wholesome thing ever.
Jo, Laurie: You know, until I met you, I didn't know that people actually talk back to their Rice Krispies.
Anonymous asked:
I have a question for you, what kind of embarrassing things LW characters do/say when they are still under anesthesia?
Oooh, good question! These are all going to be dentist related, as it seems to he a fairly universal reason why any of them would be under anesthesia.
Meg: She would try to push through and try to do things like chores and helping with dinner, even though everyone is like "Meg, you have blood coming from your mouth and you are stumbling, lie down please!" but she can't just lie down, she needs to do something!
Jo: She'd be a happy girl when she gets out, singling loudly a jumbled mess of her favorite songs, not caring who was around and who can hear. I kind of see her experience being similar to Blanche's lack of sleep from the Golden Girls, where she is just delirious but thinks she makes sense, bonus if she confuses egg yokes as little sunshine in a bag.
Beth: Based on my experience with dental surgery: the anesthesia makes her wake up crying and had to be carried/helped to the car, since she is so upset. Then, while driving back home, gets so upset at the fact that there are two street lights when there should only be one. (Yes, I really was emotionally upset at tat fact)
Amy: This is inspired by my sister's experience after getting her wisdom teeth out: Upon seeing that there was blood on her shirt/pants, she tries to tell someone about it and they wave it off as "it'll be ok, not as important as getting you comfortable" so when the person who is helping them steps away to get them water, Amy crawls up the stairs to get to the bathroom to wash the blood out.
John: I feel like he's reaction would be fairly mild, especially since he had experiences with it prior, and he's just generally the type of guy to handle pain well. So, I can see him being more zombie-like, being unable to speak properly and would just want to lie there.
Laurie: I feel like he needs to be carried out since his legs would give out from under him, and he would be one of the biggest flirts you'd ever see under the influence, even using corny pick up lines, but then is also the clumsiest idiot out there, walking into doorways, tripping over his own feet, looking not so cool as he normally would be.
Friedrich: He jumps between talking in English and German, with maybe French and Spanish in there too, so it makes it hard to understand what he wants, and since he can't write properly while under anesthesia, he tries to explain himself through charades, but it goes poorly too because his limbs act like noodles and he barely makes it through to explain he wants water.
Laurie: If someone who plays the piano is a pianist, why isn't someone who plays the banjo a beejinist?
And some things will never die, the promise of who you are, the memories when I am far from you
Jo: Oh, look at this one. Scrunched-up little frown. Kind of reminds me of my aunt.
Jo: [hits crab with mallet]
Aunt March: I don't like your tone.
Jo: Well, I don't like your face. Guess we'll both have to suffer.
Anyone about Beth: She is sensitive. She does not see the world as it is. She's a bit up in the clouds. She cannot fit in. She lives in her own imagination and dreams.
Jo, about Aunt March: You’ll have to excuse my aunt. She suffered a slight stroke a few years ago, which rendered her totally annoying.
Beth: *about Mr. Laurence* He's just so... how do I say this? He scares me, but I feel safe with him.
Jo: Whenever someone my age is like, "My husband," my first thought is "???? But we're kids?" I am 25.