Well I’d like to help you, but I’m not going to.
Nick you sassy son of a bitch I love you.
*obnoxiously chanting* COME. ON. EVE. RES. CUE. NICK. FUCK. SHIT. UP.
I need Wu to Lycanthrope out like right the hell now.
YAAAAAS WU YAAAAS!
NO WU STOP NOT HANK.
HANK SNAPPED HIM OUT OF IT. WUFFIN IS REAL.
I need Wu to Lycanthrope out like right the hell now.
YAAAAAS WU YAAAAS!
NO WU STOP NOT HANK.
Eve: You ok?
Wu: No, I’m pissed.
Eve: Good, let’s go.
HELL YEAH WU SECRET WEAPON BOOM
I need Wu to Lycanthrope out like right the hell now.
I wish our baby had his crossbow right now.
Okay Grimm Writers, you already hit us with one death. That’s it for this finale, right? That’s all you get, is one. No more breaking of our hearts until next year.