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This was requested a while ago, so I'll type it up as I go so that you know I'm workin' on it. ^^;

Lucina/Inigo - C support

[spoiler=C support]Inigo:

Lucina! Wait! Hold up one second. ...Aw, what, no smile for old Inigo? There's a shocker.

Lucina:

I beg your pardon?

Inigo:

It's just you're always so darn grim. Don't get me wrong, a determined woman certainly has her charms! But all day, every day is a bit much, don't you think? It's bringing people down.

Lucina:

Then the others have complained of my attitude as well?

Inigo:

Well, no. I mean, not everyone... But some people! Er, well, one. ...Okay, me. Look, I just figured I'd point it out before it became a huge problem.

Lucina:

I see.

Inigo:

Fretting is contagious! If you keep it up, you'll have the whole camp infected.

Lucina:

You think I'm contagious?

Inigo:

In a way, yeah! ...A little, I guess. You're a leader, you know? We all look up to you.

Lucina:

You make a fair case.

Inigo:

Yeah? So smile a little! Even if you have to fake it. It's not hard, you know. You just raise your cheeks like this! Here...

Lucina:

Gah! Ret go uh mah FAFE!

Inigo:

See there, Lucina? That's the cheeriest I've ever seen you. I think I feel a new infection coming on!

Lucina:

You'll freel more dan dat if you don unhand muh!

Inigo:

Ha ha, mercy, my lady! I'll leave you alone! But get practicing. Next time I drop by, I expect you to be smiling like a pro!

Lucina:

...Would he honestly have me grinning about all day like a madwoman? Bah. He always did seem a bit off...

YES! InigoxLucina is the best FE couple. I'm so excited to see the rest. *Bows down*

Oh god, Inigo continues to be the best.

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Ricken x Henry

[spoiler= C support]

Ricken: Hi, Henry! Thanks so much for coming to my rescue the other day.

Henry: Sure! It's what I do.

Ricken: Having a mighty mage like you in our ranks makes me feel a lot safer.

Good thing you aren't fighting for the other side.

Henry: Well, I used to work for Gangrel, so if you hadn't defeated him, who knows?

You and I might have been squaring up on the ol' battlefield. Nya ha ha!

Ricken: I didn't know you were with the Plegian army!

Henry: Oh? I thought word had gotten around.

Yeah, Gangrel was toppled before I got the chance to fight any real battles.

A shame, too. It would've been fun to face off against the Shepherds!

Ricken: But we're the good guys...

Henry: Oh, Chrom and Frederick are nice soldiers and all, but I wager I could take them both!

Ricken: H-Henry! That's treason!

Henry: Is not.

Ricken: W-well even if it isn't, people might get the wrong idea.

They'll start thinking you ARE the enemy and then we'll end up fighting for real.

Henry: Neat! We could see whose magic is stronger.

Ricken: HENRY! You're my ally! I don't want to fight you.

Besides, if we were mortal foes, we wouldn't be able to talk like this.

Henry: Weeell, I guess it's kinda fun being on the same side as you...

All right, I guess I'll stick with the Shepherds -for now, at least.

Ricken: I should hope so!

[spoiler= B support]

Ricken: Hey. Henry?

Henry: What?

Ricken: Remember a while ago, when you told me that you served under Gangrel?

It made me wonder...

Have we fought against anyone you knew?

Henry: Yeah, sure! You've cut down a few of my former comrades.

You interested in who they were? Lemme see if I can recall...

Well, there's Vasto. I liked him! Always ready with a joke or quip.

Ricken: That guy?! He tried to stop us when we headed east that one time.

Henry: He was really excited about that posting-it was his first major command.

Ha! He used to talk about his mother all the time. "Best knitter in Plegia," he's say!

Ricken: Oh. That's... nice.

Henry: Then there was Mustafa. He always gave me a bag of peaches whenever I visited.

He said I reminded him of his son and that I should consider myself part of his family.

Ricken: ......

Henry: Oh! And Campari used to make little birdhouses for homeless-

Ricken: Actually, Henry? I don't think I want to know about your comrades after all.

Henry: Aw! I thought you were interested.

Ricken: I was, but now everyone seems more... normal than I expected.

They're not maniacs or monsters. They're just like us except they're dead.

Henry: Yep. Dead as driftwood, they are. And it was you Shepherds who killed 'em!

Their friends and families are probably still crying their eyes out.

Ricken: ......

Henry: What's wrong?

Ricken: Henry, it's my job to kill Plegian soldiers... So I have to believe they deserve to die.

But now you've reminded me they aren't faceless blobs with axes.

They have friends and families and...

H-how am I going to fight them if I know that? What if I hesitate?

Henry: You're weird. I don't see the problem here at all.

Ricken: No, it's all right, Henry. It was my fault for asking.

[spoiler= A support]

Ricken: Henry, can I ask you a question?

Henry: Judging by your expression, I'd say it's a serious one. Nya ha ha.

Ricken: Er... Do you remember when we talked about the Plegian soldiers we've killed?

And how some of them used to be your comrades and friends?

Don't you... resent us?

Henry: Resent you? Shucks no. What good would that do?

Ricken: Um, none, I suppose. It wouldn't be good for anyone, you included.

Henry: Exactly! So I decided not to.

Ricken: But how can you just brush it off like that?

If I were cut down in battle tomorrow, would you just shrug and carry on?

Henry: No! I'd be very sad and angry.

And I'd find out who did it, hunt them down, ans exact bloody revenge!

...Oh, yest. There would be blood.

Ricken: But you just said you don't resent us and there's no point in holding grudges.

Henry: Oh, yeah. I DID say that! I wonder what the difference is...

Ricken: Er, are you asking me?

Henry: When I was with Plegia, I didn't think much about this kind of thing.

Maybe because in that army, I didn't have real friends like I do here.

Ricken: Do you think of me as a friend?

Henry: I guess, sure. Honestly, I'm not much good with this touchy-feely stuff.

You know what I'd rather talk about? The next battle!

Ricken: I suppose it wouldn't be bad to plan a little strategy.

In the end, victory is the only thing that can justify all this death...

I have Tiki x Nah, but I haven't transcribed it yet.

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UPDATED.

The topic is filling up quickly! I was pretty busy this weekend so only got to finishing up the updates now. Still haven't transcribed my last few supports though... And I might be prioritizing the DLC stuff first.

The other thing I'll be working on is setting up the Support Section on the Wiki - although I would say I've been keeping the support list relatively clean for navigation, so that will be secondary.

Once again, thanks for all your time with the supports!

EDIT: Forgot to mention, but if you're transcribing an AVATAR support, a PARENT/CHILD support or a SIBLING support, make sure you check the supports already posted - you might be able to take a lot of what's already been typed out and save yourself time!

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So I'm claiming Avatar(F) x Yarne. MissDeviling from YT was gracious enough to put up all of the Avatar(F) supports (sans current unreleased SpotPass men).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mgCvD5DM6w

> I LOVE YOU! Let's repopulate my species! ... ...S-sorry, was that awkward?

MY SIDES. THEY ARE GONE.

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I didn't see anyone pick it up, so I figured I may as well do Libra x Morgan's generic kid dialogue since I married him first. I'll get Virion's next time :D

[spoiler=Libra x Morgan (Parent/Child support) Rank C]

Morgan: Hmm... I wonder why I have no memory of my father... All my memories of Mother are so crisp and clear... I remember what an amazing tactician she was, all the time we studied together... But nothing at all about my father. It's one big blank.

Libra: What's going on, Morgan?

Morgan: Father! That's amazing! I was just thinking about you! Is this fate?! This is totally fate! Family-style fate! ...Wait, no. How did Mother put it? "We're not pawns of some scripted fate. It's invisible ties we forge that bind us." So yeah, it's not fate. It's the whole invisible bond-link... thing!

Libra: I see. That sounds wonderful.

Morgan: Yup! Even without my memories, there's an invisible thread that links us. Er, but that reminds me... I was just wondering how I could have possibly forgotten you, Father. Do you think maybe you could help me get those memories back?

Libra: I'd be happy to try. After all-

Morgan: Yay! Thanks so much! I'll start preparing. Oh, I can't wait to get started!

Libra: Well, he's certainly energetic...

[spoiler=Libra x Morgan (Parent/Child support) Rank B]

Morgan: Father? Do you have a moment?

Libra: Yes, of course.

Morgan: Perfect! Then let's get started on Project Get Memories of Dad Back! Step one--figure how we're going to trigger some flashbacks. I've already tried banging my head against a post, but nothing. I mean, it made me dizzy and nauseated, but it didn't unearth any hidden memories. What do you think, Father? Perhaps a stone wall would work better?

Libra: Let's just...hold off on the head smashing for now, shall we? Perhaps you could try just staring at me for a bit? Right into my eyes.

Morgan: Argh, that's perfect! You're a genius! I must have seen your face a million times in the future. It's bound to bring SOMETHING back if I stare at it long enough. Okay, sorry to invade your personal space here, but... here goes...

..... ....... ......... ............

Drats! It's not working. I don't remember a thing. It's like... Have you ever stared at a word so long it kind of fell apart? And you think, "Is that how that's spelled? Wait, is that even a real WORD?!" Except here it's "Is that what Father looked like?"

Libra: Er, right. Perhaps that's enough of the memory project for one day?

Morgan: Sure... I'm still a little dizzy from banging the post earlier, to be honest... But this doesn't end here! I'm not giving up until I remember you, Father!

[spoiler=Libra x Morgan (Parent/Child support) Rank A]

Morgan: *Sigh* No luck today, either... I'm going crazy trying to remember you. I feel so useless! I'm just so... *sniff* Why can't I... *sob*

Libra: Come now, Morgan. No tears.

Morgan: B-but I know I must have loved you just as much as I loved Mother. I bet we had a million memories together, and the thought of having lost them... I feel like I failed you. Like I... Like I... *sob*

Libra: Morgan...

Morgan: *Sniff* S-sorry. I guess I got a little carried away there... Ngh! M-my head! ...Wha--?!

Libra: What's wrong?!

Morgan: I...I rememebered something! Just one tiny little memory, but... I remember! You were smiling at me... and you called my name...Ha ha! Yes! You looked a little bit older, but it was DEFINITELY you! Oh thank you, Father. I never would have remembered without your help. And hey, this is great! If I can get one memory back, maybe I can get the rest! It may take time, but I won't stop trying until I remember everything about you.

Libra: Take all the time you need. I'll be here for you always.

Morgan: Aw... Thanks, Dad.

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Alright, plenty on the way. Parent-child supports are easy when someone else posts them.

[spoiler=Laurent x Frederick]

[spoiler=C]

Laurent: This is yours, I presume, Father? I found it lying on the ground. Do try to better secure your belongings in the future.

Frederick: Heh. You sound just like your mother, Laurent.

Laurent: Naturally. She IS my mother.

Frederick: Well, yes, but still… You two are so alike, I sometimes wonder if you

inherited anything from me.

Laurent: Don't be absurd, Father. Of course I did.

Frederick: Oh? Like what?

Laurent: Like… the color of my hair.

Frederick: Er, well, that's true, but it's not exactly what I was talking about. Anything more substantive? An over-abundance of outdoor skills, perhaps?

Laurent: Hmm, no. My bearing in that respect is profoundly normal. Very much to my relief, if I might be perfectly frank.

Frederick: See, that's what I mean. You're always so serious and verbose... You could stand to loosen up a bit. Maybe act a bit more your age.

Laurent: We're at war, Father. Acting like a child is hardly behavior to be encouraged.Besides, I'm a grown man. Older than Lucina at this point, I suspect.

Frederick: Wait, how could you be older than Lucina? She's already been born here, but your mother and I still haven't had you.

Laurent: I…I fear I've no more time to chat today. Now, if you'll excuse me.

Frederick: Laurent, wait! … What was all that about?

[spoiler=B]

Frederick: Hello, Laurent.

Laurent: Father. How may I help you?

Frederick: I've been thinking about how you said you were older than Lucina... Can you explain that? I'm a bit confused.

Laurent: It's fairly straightforward. Travel among era is imprecise. There are... variables. Lucina arrived at the onset of the war with Plegia some two years ago. I, on the other hand, have been here for nearly five years.

Frederick: There's that much of a spread between where you landed? Er, when you landed?

Laurent: ...Indeed. Hence, I have aged three years more than she in the course of reaching this moment. Somewhere along the way, I passed her in terms of

physical age.

Frederick: So you've been in this era for five years all by yourself?

Laurent: Yes. So as you see, I'm far too old to be indulging in childish behaviors. I trust that explanation has cleared up your confusion? Now, if you'll excuse me...

Frederick: Laurent, wait! Why have you never mention any of this before? You were cut off from everyone else for five whole years. You must've been... lonely.

Laurent: As I've said time and again, I am a grown man. ...I managed fine on my own.

Frederick: Laurent...

[spoiler=A]

Frederick: Laurent.

Laurent: More questions, Father? I thought I was quite clear before.

Frederick: Yes, you were. But today's different. Because today… Coochy coochy coo!

Laurent: Gah! Ah ha! Ah ha ha ha! S-stop that! F-father, have you gone mad?!

Frederick: Ah-hah! So you CAN smile!

Laurent: I beg your pardon?!

Frederick: You're always so bent on being the serious, proper grown-up. I worry you put too much pressure on yourself.

Laurent: For the last time, I am not a child!

Frederick: Age has nothing to do with it. It doesn't matter if your older than Lucina. Or heck, older than me! You're still a child. You're MY child. … You're

my son.

Laurent: Er,I…

Frederick: And you're not alone anymore, so stop isolating yourself. You've got friends, and you've got me.

Laurent: ……You're right. All that time, it was… I was so lonely. Year after year, all alone… Wandering an era where I knew no one. Hoping to meet up with the

others but knowing how miniscule my chances were… I had no one to help me. No one to lend an ear to my despair. It was… awful. Many nights, I thought I'd die alone. That pain would kill me, or…

Frederick: I'm so sorry I didn't find you earlier, Laurent. Please forgive me. And know that I will never leave your side again...

[spoiler=Sumia x Henry]

[spoiler=C]

Sumia: Oh no, oh no... What do I do now?

Henry: Hey-o, Sumia! What's shaking? I heard some almighty smash over here!

Sumia: I was carrying this huge stack of bowls, and I tripped on... well, something, and-

Henry: Nya ha ha! Look at all the smashed crockery! That's hilarious!

Sumia: Ugh! What am I going to do? How is everyone going to eat?! I can't just pour the soup in a trough and make them share! Or maybe I could...?

Henry: Hey, no need for the soup buffet. I can fix the bowls.

Sumia: Really? But how?

Henry: I'm a mage! I just wave my wand and mutter a little incantation... Humina humina humina... Presto! The busted bowls are busted no more!

Sumia: Holy snap! That's amazing!

Henry: Yeah, it's just a temporary hex, unfortunately. Tomorrow they'll be in pieces again. But at least folks won't have to eat out of their hats tonight.

Sumia: N-no, that's fine! This gives me time to buy new ones tomorrow. It's funny, I used to think magic was all scary and weird, but I guess not.

Henry: Oh, that spell can certainly be used for evil. All it does is reverse time. See, so if something bad happens to someone and you cast it on them... They

have to experience that same tragedy over and over again! Nya ha!

Sumia: Oh, that sounds horrible!

Henry: I know, right? It is! Nya ha ha!

[spoiler=B]

Sumia: Thank you again for the help with the bowls, Henry.

Henry: No problem! Us dark mages love to help others.

Sumia: It was just like you said- those fixed bowls ended up falling apart again.

Henry: Yeah... Even crockery cannot escape the blood-soaked hand of fate.

Sumia: Um, gross? Anyway, I think it's great you use hexes to help people instead of... Well, whatever nasty thing you could be doing.

Henry: Nya ha! Yeah, it feels pretty great to be able to help other.

Sumia: You know, you could do all kinds of things with that reverse-time spell. Like, revive dead crops, or mend broken arrows during battle, or... whatever!

Henry: Saaay, I could, couldn't I? I like the way you think, Sumia! Those are some hex-cellent ideas!

Sumia: Gosh, do you really think so? I don't normally have good ideas. Most of them are awful, to be honest. I'm not a magic genius like you.

Henry: Would you maybe want to try your hand at a little... dark magic?

Sumia: Well, I have always kind of wondered what it would be like...

Henry: Say no more! ...Er, but give me a little time to get things ready. Next time we meet, you'll be flinging spells like a pro!

Sumia: You'd do that for me?

Henry: Of course! I always wanted to ride a pegasus, after all.

Sumia: Waaait. What kind of hex are you planning here?

Henry: Nya ha ha! You'll see!

[spoiler=A]

*Note: In the beginning, they switch bodies. Henry is Sumia, and Sumia is Henry.

Henry: H-Henry! Wh-what's happening? What have you done to me?!

Sumia: Isn't it obvious? You're me, and I'm you! Clever curse, eh?

Henry: AAAAAARGH!

Sumia: Whoa! Careful with my vocal chords there! Besides, you're the one who wanted to cast spells, right?

Henry: This is NOT what I had in mind!

Sumia: Well, you're about as magic as an old sock, so this was the only way. And while you cast some hexes, I'm going to ride your pegasus all over camp! Woo-hoo! I'm gonna swoop down on people and drop stuff on their heads!

Henry: B-but, wh-what if you fall off?! You might hurt me!

Sumia: Pfft! You fall on your face 10 times a day! This body is made of rubber.

Henry: Okay, but what about YOUR body? It seems pretty flimsy, to be honest. What if I trip into a ditch and snap these little chicken legs of yours?

Sumia: Well, if you're THAT worried about it, I guess we can switch back...

Henry: I think that would be for the best. I'm sorry to disappoint you.

Sumia: Hey, no worries! This bodice is kind of freaking me out anyway. Okay, here goes... KA- BLAMMMO!

(They switch bodies back)

Henry: ...There. All better.

Sumia: That was... weird.

Henry: You didn't get to spin any dark magic, though. Aren't you disappointed?

Sumia: No. It was a bad idea in the first place. What if I'd curse you by mistake? What if I'd turn your guts into pudding or whatever it is you dark mages do?

Henry: That would have been awesome! But still, I'm glad you're worried about me.

Sumia: You're a good friend, Henry. Of course I'm worried.

Henry: Aw, thanks, Sumia. Next time, I'll make sure to look out for you.

Sumia: We're not going to switch bodies again, are we?

Henry: Of course we are! I haven't had a chance to ride your pegasus yet!

[spoiler=S]

Sumia: Well? How did you enjoy your first pegasus ride?

Henry: Ohmigosh! First it was like... WOOOOO! And then we were like... PSHAAAW! It was totally fantastic! Thanks for loaning me your body.

Sumia: I'm happy I could help.

Henry: Er, but when I was borrowing your body, I noticed something... funny.

Sumia: Funny...?

Henry: Your heart was racing constantly! I felt giddy and dizzy at the same time. I think you should see a healer soon. What if you have a murmur?

Sumia: Um, actually, Henry, what I have can't be fixed by a healer.

Henry: Oh, and I also noticed it gets a lot worse when you're around me. Now, it could be a systemic cardiovascular issue, but I'm thinking-

Sumia: It's not that. Think hard, and I believe you'll figure it out.

Henry: ..... Oh, wow... I get it now. We have the exact same ailment!

Sumia: We do?

Henry: I think you're amazing, Sumia, and when you're around, my heart goes nuts. So... it sounds like maybe you've got the same thing going on, right?

Sumia: I know it's a bit odd, but I think I've fallen in love with you, Henry.

Henry: Great! That means I didn't waste my money buying you that ring!

Sumia: Ring? Oh my goodness! How did that get on my finger?

Henry: I bought it when I took over your body. It made the fitting a breeze!

Sumia: You wanted to borrow my body so you could check my ring size?! B-but the jeweler might think I'm a pathetic spinster buying her own ring!

Henry: Oh, yeah. He definitely thinks that. Anyway, do you like it?

Sumia: Of course I do, Henry. It's beautiful. You've cast the best hex of all... And I couldn't be happier!

[spoiler=Nah x Donnel]

[spoiler=C]

Nah: *Sigh* Dealing with Mother is just so exasperating! All she ever does is play, play, play, as if she hasn't a care in the world!

Donnel: What's wrong, Nah? Ya seem awfully peeved.

Nah: Oh, hello, Father. I was just thinking about Mother again... How do you stand her? Don't you find her incredibly childish? Annoying, even? She spends all

of her time running around camp playing games.

Donnel: Ain't that a kick? I was just thinkin' how alike the two of you are. But no, I don't find her annoying. It's who she is- I wouldn't want her to change.

Nah: Tsk! Father, you're MUCH too kind. If you're always this tolerant, she'll

never learn to act her age!

Donnel: Well, I...

Nah: What do you like about her, anyway? You're so serious and responsible, and she runs around like a headless chicken! I have no idea what you see in her... Unless...you rushed into marriage for some reason? Like you got her-

Donnel: What?! D-don't be ridiculous! I knew exactly what I was gettin' into!

Nah: Oh? That's quite a protest there... I guessed right, didn't I?

Donnel: Heck no! I knew yer ma was a bit... flighty at times. I just find it charmin'.

Nah: You know what, Father? I don't believe you one bit. Come now, spit it out. Why DID you marry her?

Donnel: Enough! It ain't right to be talkin' 'bout yer ma like this!

Nah: Hey, stop! Don't run away from me! WAAAAAAIT!

[spoiler=B]

Nah: Father! Cornered you at last! It's time we finished our conversation.

Donnel: Yer stubborn as an old mule, Nah, but that discussion is over now. I ain't gettin' into more detail about why I chose yer ma, and that's final!

Nah: AWWWWWW. Why not?! A daughter simply MUST know how her parents fell in love! You don't understand how a woman's heart works. You're so CRUEL!

Donnel: Heh, I think yer a mite young to be worryin' about yer "woman's heart."

Nah: ... Did you just mention my AGE?! Gods, forget what I said. It's a wonder any woman deigned to choose YOU...

Donnel: Nah, I know what yer tryin' to do here. But don't forget, I AM yer

father. If ya keep this up, I WILL get angry, and I WILL punish ya.

Nah: Eep! S-sorry, Father. I didn't mean to make you angry... I swear.

Donnel: All right, all right then... I 'preciate the 'pology.

Nah: I've been selfish and unreasonable. Please find it in yourself to forgive me.

Donnel: Well, sure. But--

Nah: I guess I've wasted enough of your time. I'll just be... going now.

Donnel: No, wait, Nah.

Nah: Yes?

Donnel: Ya seem so crestfallen. Are ya all right?

Nah: *Sigh* I suppose I'll just have to deal with the crushing disappointment, won't I? I mean, if my father is going to become so angry over a simple, innocent question...

Donnel: Um, right, well... See, it's just--

Nah: No, no. You don't have to explain. I'm used to dealing with hardship. being spurned by my own father is just another drop in my bucket of torment. Hardly

worth mentioning at all. Truly! ... Anyway, have a nice day.

Donnel: B-b-but... ... Well, shucks. Is this really what I got to look forward to for the next decade?

[spoiler=A]

Donnel: Nah...

Nah: Why, hello, Father. What can I do for you?

Donnel: About the other day, when ya said ya were used to disappointment? What exactly did ya mean by that?

Nah: Oh, that... I was talking about growing up in my foster home.

Donnel: Wait, ya mean Nowi warn't around to raise ya proper?

Nah: No. I never knew either of my parents. I was sent to live with the family of one of my father's soldier friends. But my new family wasn't very welcoming to their semihuman-mongrel foster child...

Donnel: Don't say that.

Nah: I soon learned that I'd have to work hard to fit in and survive in my new home. I did chores before I was asked. I helped defend the house from

marauding Risen. I thought that if I could make myself useful, they would stop...hating me. I mean, how could they resent a child that always helped and

never asked for anything? But they never accepted me... I just learned to deal with disappointment. I had no friends. No one to talk to. ...I was utterly alone. And I never once mentioned how much I missed my father and mother. *Sniff* I...I didn't even ask...when...when they would come back for me...

Donnel: ...Nah, I...

Nah: Wh-when I arrived here, I wanted to find out everything I could about them. *sniff* Th-that's why I keep asking you so many questions and making you angry...

Donnel: I'm sorry, Nah. Reckon I've been blind this whole time... I'll tell ya anythin' ya wanna know- even the embrassin' story of our courtship... And if yer ever feelin' lost or sad, I'll be right here for ya. Long as I'm around, ya won't ever be lonely again.

Nah: T-truly? Do you really mean it?! Oh, thank you, Father!

Donnel: Not at all, Nah. Now, tell me, whatcha wanna know?

Nah: Let's start with how you proposed to Mother! What'd you say? What'd you do?! I want to hear EVERYTHING, and don't leave out even the smallest detail!

Donnel: Gosh... Alrighty, well... as ya know, yer ma has always looked right young, and...

[spoiler=FeAvatar x Lucina]

[spoiler=C]

Avatar: Phew! What a long day. So many chores, so little time...

Lucina: Avatar!

Avatar: Oh, hello, Lucina.

Lucina: What do you think you're up to?!

Avatar: I beg your pardon?

Lucina: Don't act all innocent! What are you doing poking around outside Father's tent?

Avatar: ...Is that his tent?

Lucina: You know perfectly well it is. Now confess! You were trying to get close to him for some nefarious reason, weren't you?!

Avatar: Er, I think there's been a bit of a misunderstanding here... I was on the way back to my own tent and happened to pass by this way.

Lucina: I'm not talking about just today! You're ALWAYS lurking near him, whenever the chance presents itself! It's almost as if the two of you are... lovers.

Avatar: Lucina? I am Chrom's chief tactician, his top aide, and his trusted military advisor. My duties demand that I be constantly at his side.

Lucina: Hmph. A reasonable enough cover story, I suppose... Are you saying you have no intention of seducing him?

Avatar: The thought never crossed my mind.

Lucina: But you ARE with him all the time, yes? And he trusts you so much. It would be so easy to fall in love, even if you didn't mean to.

Avatar: Our relationship is purely professional. Chrom is the general; I am the tactician.

Lucina: That's easy to say. And you might even believe it yourself...

Avatar: You refuse to trust me, don't you? Very well. I have a proposal. Why don't you follow me for a while and watch everything that I do. Perhaps direct observation will eradicate your doubts.

Lucina: Very well. I'll do exactly that. I will be as your shadow! Just watch and see.

[spoiler=B]

Lucina: Ah. There you are. I'll be shadowing you again today. Just so you are aware.

Avatar: If this is the only way for me to win your trust... Then yes, I welcome your surveillance with open arms.

Lucina: Who knows what sultry designs you have in mind for my sweet father?

Avatar: Lucina, I appreciate you wanting to keep the Chrom of this age safe from... harm. But aren't you being overly protective? You suspect even his closest allies...

Lucina: And how do I know you're a true ally? Because of your say-so?

Avatar: Surelyyou can sense the trust and affection that we have for each other? Chrom and I would never risk our friendship for the sake of some romantic dalliance. When you're older, you'll learn that men and women can just be friends.

Lucina: Are you insinuating I'm naive?

Avatar: Oh, I'm not insinuating anything. I'm flat out saying it. You're acting like a silly, jealous child.

Lucina: Jealous? Is that what you said? So you DO have designs on him! You want him all for yourself, and I'm getting in your way!

Avatar: ARRRGH! Are you even listening?!

Lucina: Of course, I can understand why. Perhaps even forgive you. It's natural that you'd be attracted to such a gallant, wonderful man.

Avatar: Chrom's nice, I suppose, but I've never thought of him as gallant. ... Or wonderful.

Lucina: What are you saying? You don't think he's gallant? You think he's just NICE? But you're with him all the time! How can you be so blind to his incredible charms?! How dare you not be attracted to him! It's beyond insulting! If you don't start falling for him soon, my true anger will show its face!

Avatar: Er, I thought you DIDN'T want me to fall in love with him.

Lucina: R-right! I do! ... But I don't. But... No, wait. I do. J-just stay away from him, harpy!

(Lucina leaves)

Avatar: I'm honestly not sure which one of us is more confused...

[spoiler=A]

Lucina: Can we talk, Avatar? I have something to say.

Avatar: I can't wait to hear this...

Lucina: Well, it's about my father, as you probably guessed. I couldn't help noticing that you've been keeping your distance from him recently.

Avatar: How could I not, after all the dire warnings you threw in my direction? I've been trying to keep contact to a minimum and only talk when necessary.

I know it bothered you to see me with him, and I don't want to make you unhappy.

Lucina: Well, the thing is, I was talking to him and he brought it up with me. He was curious if I knew why you were suddenly trying to avoid him. He seemed a little upset, honestly.

Avatar: Oh. I was hoping he wouldn't notice. Still, I assume you told him the reason?

Lucina: Of course not! If he found out I was driving his friends aways, he'd... Um... In any case, it seems I should apoligize. I'm sorry, Avatar.

Avatar: Oh, it's all right... I know all of this must be a bit bewildering for you. I see how you'd want to keep him all for yourself. But you have to believe me when I tell you that Chrom and I are just friends. Admittedly, very good friends who share a special bond and a deep understanding... But no more tthan that, I promise. You have nothing to fear from me.

Lucina: I believe you.

Avatar: Well, that's a relief! But I confess, it's been refreshing to talk to someone who holds nothing back. Will you promise to keep saying what's on your mind, no matter what?

Lucina: If that is your wish, I will do so. Honestly, I'm not sure I know any other way!

I've built up a few FeAvatar supports, some are different. Like...

Tharja: Ah. Of course you'd notice, with our fates entwined so...

So, I'll continue to built up those ones. Next should be a couple more parent-child supports and Inigo x Kjelle.

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Very sorry for the delay. I had to wait to unlock the support viewer, and I fear I took my sweet time (also I was very busy in general *excuses*). My remaining supports should be out over the next few days.

[spoiler=Chrom X Olivia][spoiler=C support]

Chrom

Hey, Olivia. What are you doing here all by yourself?

Olivia

Oh! Milord! C-Chrom! Sir! Sir Milord! ...Hello! Er, I l-like to come here for peace and quiet. ...To relax.

Chrom

Then I'm intruding. I'll leave you to your-

Olivia

NO! Er, I mean, it's all right. i don't mind. Really.

Chrom

Well, if you're sure you don't mind...

Olivia

......

Chrom

......

Olivia

......

Chrom

...... Heh, not very talkative, are you? That's all right. I was never much for-

Olivia

Oh, look at the time! Gotta go!

Chrom

Er, Olivia? *Olivia departs*

...Gods, I'm supposed to be leader of Ylisse and commander of the army. If I can't even talk to my soldiers properly, how am I going to rule my subjects? Or inspire people? Or forge alliances with other nations? But every time I try to talk to Olivia, it ends in this awkward silence... Well, no more. I'll find a way to break through if it kills me!

[spoiler=B support]

Chrom

Ah, there's Olivia now... ...Right! Today I shall be charming and witty, and we will talk of this and that. I'll make her forget her painful shyness as we quickly become fast friends. Maybe a joke would lighten things up. Friendly ribbing always puts me at ease... Ha ha! Why, if it isn't Olivia! Ha ha! Here by yourself again?

Olivia

EEK! Oh, milord! I mean, Chrom! Sir! I was just... practicing my dancing. ...Since I'm useless at fighting. It's what I do, you know? Dancing, that is. Not fighting. ...Yes. Well. Anyway.

Chrom

Ha ha! Oh, Olivia, what a wit you are! But you mustn't sell yourself short. If you were a poor dancer, I'd just kick you out of the Shepherds!

Olivia

Wait, what?! Oh my gosh, I'm so... I mean, I'll do my best! Please... I don't...

Chrom

N-no! That was a joke! Just... joking! Ha ha! Ha ha ha! ...Ha? See, if you were ACTUALLY bad, I wouldn't joke about it. ...Right? Look, Olivia, we all think you're an excellent dancer. Honest. So please - there's no need to be so self-effacing all the time. All right?

Olivia

Y-you are very kind. But I'm so clumsy, and there's still much that I have to learn.

Chrom

You're doing it again.

Olivia

Oh! *gulp* S-sorry! I forgot-

Chrom

I do think it's great that you want to better yourself, though. I could take a page or two from your book when it comes to practicing swordplay!

Olivia

Oh, Chrom! Please! You're embarrassing me!

Chrom

But, I didn't mean to...

Olivia

Um...

Chrom

Er, Olivia? Is something wrong? You're... staring at me...

Olivia

I am?! Ah, SORRY! I mean... Um... I think I left the campfire burning! Gotta go!

Chrom

No, wait! Olivia! *Olivia departs*

...That girl is a puzzle. Still, we actually exchanged a few words today. i suppose that's progress.

[spoiler=A support]

Chrom

Oh, hello, Olivia.

Olivia

EeeK! Chrom!

Chrom

Practicing again?

Olivia

I was just finishing, actually.

Chrom

Oh? I was hoping that you might show me what you've been working on.

Olivia

Y-you mean dance... in front of you? Ah ha ha! Hee hee! Hoooooo... N-no, I couldn't possibly.

Chrom

But on the battlefield, you never hesitate to dance when called upon.

Olivia

Yes, but... well, that's... different. The setting... The atmosphere... There's no time to think about it, or worry about it... I just... do it.

Chrom

It amazes me that someone so shy could be such an amazing performer. Your dances are really quite wonderful. I don't know how you can't see it.

Olivia

Lord Basilio told me much the same thing. ...Albeit with different words. Something about charming the butt off a butterfly, I think?

Chrom

Ha! That sounds like Basilio, all right. You and he go back a long way, right? How did you first meet>

Olivia

...I owe him my honor and my freedom. Once, when I was with a traveling theater group, I caught the eye of a corrupt noble. He would have stolen me and forced me into marriage if not for Khan Basilio.

Chrom

Hah, and here I thought Basilio more likely to carry you off himself!

Olivia

Oh no, you have Basilio all wrong... He's not like that. Not really. He told me a khan doesn't need such tricks to find himself a partner. ...Actually, he was much cruder about it, but you get the idea.

Chrom

Let me guess: it was something about his "big brown arse"?

Olivia

Hee hee! I guess you DO know Basilio pretty well after all!

Chrom

Hey, look at that!

Olivia

What?! D-did I say something wrong? I did, didn't I?!

Chrom

No, I just... I don't think I'd ever heard you laugh before. At least not in a nervous way.

Olivia

Oh, geez. Did I really laugh?

Chrom

Yes. ...It was actually quite lovely.

Olivia

Oh, Chrom, you mustn't say that! Gods, i wish the ground would swallow me up right now!

Chrom

Well, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you. But I enjoyed seeing you today. I feel like we're finally really getting to know each other... I look forward to out next conversation.

Olivia

Oh, yes! Absolutely! Me, too! *Chrom departs*

I can't believe Chrom and I can actually talk to each other like normal people! Gosh, I was SO terrified of him at first. But he's actually quite charming once you get to know him...

[spoiler=S support]

Olivia

Hello, Chrom!

Chrom

Well, Olivia, this is a pleasant surprise. Usually I have to track you down.

Olivia

Well, you always make a point of talking to me, right? I thought it was time I repaid the favor.

Chrom

Ha! Well, I'm honored. I remember the days when you couldn't say two words at a time.

Olivia

I know! the old me wouldn't dream of just coming up to you and saying hello. In fact, sometimes, when I'd see you coming, I'd run and hide in a barrel!

Chrom

...In a barrel? Er, yes. Well in any case, it seems I'm very much in Basilio's debt. If not for him, we'd never have had the chance to become friends.

Olivia

Oh, don't say that!

Chrom

To think I might have lived my whole life without knowing you...

Olivia

I know, I... I feel the same way. You even helped me be less shy around other people! 'Cause if I can talk to you, I can talk to ANYONE!

Chrom

...Am I so terrifying?

Olivia

Oh, no! No, it's not like that! You're an important person, you know? A prince and our leader and all that? It's not folks just walk up to you and start blabbing away.

Chrom

Hmm.. I see your point.

Olivia

But it's all right, because I'm not scared of you at all anymore. Hee hee hee!

Chrom

I do so love that laugh.

Olivia

And I love seeing you relax instead of reading war books or whatever you do!

Chrom

Well then, perhaps you would like to see more of me.

Olivia

Oh... Yeah, sure! Why not?

Chrom

Then perhaps you'd like to see me... all the time?

Olivia

Well... I would have to eat and sleep at some point, but...

Chrom

...But perhaps we can do that together as well, if... ...If we were married.

Olivia

Oh my gosh, WHAAAAAT?!

Chrom

Will you do me the honor, Olivia? Will you marry me?

Olivia

Hmm, let's see... Will I marry this smart, funny prince who's also super handsome? YES! Of course I will! Yes!

Chrom

Well now you're making ME blush... Here, then. I've been carrying this around and waiting for the right moment. Please take it as proof of my love for you.

Olivia

C-Chrom, this ring bears the crest of the royal house of Ylisse! This is priceless! I can't take it!

Chrom

My parents had it made on the occasion of my birth. They told me to give it to the woman I would spend my life with. I'm only doing what it was designed for in the first place.

Olivia

Th-thank you, Chrom. I shall wear it proudly for the rest of my days.

Chrom

I've been waiting for this moment my whole life, Olivia. Today I'm the happiest man in all the realm!

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Nowi/Henry -

C -

Nowi - Whew! I've been playing all and I'm pooped! What cute little kids!

Henry - I've seen them around. They're from one of the villages near the camp. But what do you mean, "cute little kids"? Aren't you a kid, too?

Nowi - No! I'm an adult woman who's more than a thousand years older than you!

Henry - Oh, right! Nya ha ha! Sorry, short stuff!

Nowi - H-hey! Do you always speak to your elders like that?

Henry - Nope! Just you. After all, how many "elders" do you know who play hide-and-seek as much as you?

Nowi - What's wrong with hide-and-seek? It's fun! ... In fact, you should join us next time.

Henry - Okay!

Nowi - Wait, really? Oh, that's so exciting! I've asked just about everyone in camp, but they always turn me down.

Henry - It's 'cause you're always so full of energy, "One more time, one more time, pleeease!" Most people just can't keep up with that kind of raw enthusiasm!

Nowi - I know, right? It;s so annoying how quickly some people tire out. I mean, ten hours? Come on! That's like a warm-up! Do you know I haven't found a single playmate since I joined this dump army? ....Until now, that is! Hee hee! We're going to play game from dawn to dusk!

Henry - I know how you feel! Ya know, I don't tell many people this, but I was kind of abandoned when I was young. My family ignored me completely, and I didn't have any playmates. But it was find, because I leaned to amuse myself! Oh, and make friends with animals.

Nowi - Then we're exactly that same! But now we have each other, right?

Henry - Nya ha ha! You know it!

B -

Henry - Jeepers! I don't think I've ever seen a gaggle of children run away so fast!

Nowi - ...I think I goofed up.

Henry - Well, yeah! How did you think they'd react to a dragon appearing in their midst?

Nowi - I just wated to give them a ride on my back! I mean, everyone likes flying, right? *Sigh* They were absolutely terrified, huh? I suppose they won't play with us again.

Henry - Yeb! They're probably quivering in fear under their beds and crying like babies. But no worries! There'll be more victim-er, that is, village kids-at our next camp.

Nowi - Kids are stupid! Why didn't they see it was just me in dragon form? And dosen't everyone want to play with a dragon? I mean, come on... Flying in the sky... Exchanging fire breath... Listening to my bloodcurdling roars...

Henry - If they exchanged fire breath with you, they'd end up as little clumps of charcoal.

Nowi - *Sigh* I wish I had some manakete friends. That would be more fun.

Henry - Well, I can't promise anything, but I might be able to conjure one for you.

Nowi - You could?

Henry - Sure! I'll need to make some preparations first, though,. Might take some time.

Nowi - Oh, that's fine! Everyone knows I'm the best at being patient!

A -

Henry - Ta-daaah! What do you think?

Nowi - Wow! It's a dragon!

Henry - Pretty little thing, isn't she? Now you'll have someone to breathe fire with!

Nowi - I-is she a manakete like me? Where in the world did you find her?! Hello, dragon. My name is Nowi! It's super nice to meet- Huh? My hand just.. went right through her like she wasn't there...

Henry - Right. You can't actually thouh her. My magic is good, but not THAT good!

Nowi - You mean...she's an illusion?

Henry - Yep! So, what do you think? Do you like her?

Nowi - No! She's stupid!

Henry - Hey! I spent a lot of time and effort on this, you know!

Nowi - I want a real friend! Someone I can laugh with and talk with and cry with! I'm going to look super dumb exchanging jokes with a mute astral projection!

Henry - Aw, nuts. I thought you'd really love her.

Nowi - I know you're just trying to help, Henry, but this isn't going to work.

Henry - No problem! I'll come up with a better idea, that's all. Easy peasy. And as soon as I do, you'll be that first to know!

Nowi - Aw, you're such a good friend, Henry. Thank you!

Henry - Nya ha ha! No sweat!

S -

Henry - Hey, Nowi. I've finally conjured up a plan that'll solve your problem.

Nowi - You mean about find me a manakete friend?

Henry - Yep. And unlike the hologram, this will be a real live, talking, laughing dragon. The only catch is it's going to take time. ...Lots and lots of time.

Nowi - Aw, I don't care. Didn't I tell you I'm really good at being patient?

Henry - Okay. So first of all, you have to accept this.

Nowi - It's a ring..? What's this for?

Henry - Because you and I are going to get married! Chrom did that and ended up with that cute little daughter. So my plan is, we'll get married and have a bunch of children. They're going to be part manakete, what with you being the mum and all.And then once they grow up, BAM! Manakete playmates for life!

Nowi - Gosh, Henry! That ingenious! Why didn't I think of that? Hee hee! So I suppose this means we're going to be husband and wife?

Henry - Sure does! A lifetime of fun and games, coming right up!

Nah/Henry -

C -

Nah - *Sigh* Dealing with Mother is just so exasperating! All she ever does is play, play, play, as if she hasn't a care in the world!

Henry - What's wrong, Nah? You seem like you're in quite a mood.

Nah - Oh, hello, Father. I was just thinking about Mother again... How do you stand her? Don't you find her incredibly childish? Annoying, even? She spends all of her time running around camp playing games.

Henry - Nya ha! I was JUST thinking how the two of you are so alike in many ways... But no, I don't find her annoying. It's who she is- I wouldn't want her to change!

Nah - Tsk! father, you're MUCH too kind. If you're always this tolerant, she'll never learn to act her age!

Henry - Well, I...

Nah - What do you like about her, anyway? I have no idea what you see in her... Unless...you rushed into marriage for some reason? Like you got her-

Henry - What?! that's just crazy talk! I knew exactly what I was getting into!

Nah - Oh? That's quite a protest there... I guessed right, didn't I?

Henry - No, no, no. I was well aware of her frivolous side. I find it...charming. Yeah, that's it. Charming.

Nah - You know what, Father? I don't believe you one bit. Come now, spit it out. Why DID you marry her?

Henry - Hey, that's enough! You shouldn't be talking about your mother like this.

Nah - Hey, stop! Don't run away from me! WAAAAAAIT!

B -

Nah - Father! Cornered you at last! It's time we finished our conversation.

Henry - Nah, you're insanely persistent, but that discussion is over. I'm not getting into any more detail about why I chose your mother, and that's that!

Nah - AWWWWWW. Why not?! A daughter simply MUST know how her parents fell in love! You don't understand how a woman's heart works. You're so CRUEL!

Henry - Heh, you're a little young to undersatnd about a "woman's hearts," yourself.

Nah - ...Did you just mention my AGE?! Gods, forget what I said. It's a wonder any woman deigned to choose YOU...

Henry - Nah? I know what you're trying to do here. But don't forget, I AM your father. If you keep this up, I WILL get upset, and I WILL punish you...

Nah - Eep! S-sorry, Father, I didn't mean to make you angry... I swear.

Henry - All right, then... I appreciate the apology.

Nah - I've been selfish and unreasonable. Please find it in yourself to forgive me.

Henry - Yeah, of course. But-

Nah - I guess I've wasted enough of your time. I'll just be...going now.

Henry - No, wait.

Nah - Yes?

Henry - You seem so crestfallen... Are you all right?

Nah - *Sigh* I suppose I'll just have to deal with the crushing disappointment, won't I? I mean, if my father is going to become so angry over a simple, innocent question...

Henry - Um, yeah, well... See, it's just-

Nah - No, no. You don't have to explain. I'm used to dealing with hardship. Being spurned by my own father is just another drop in my bucket of torment. Hardly worth mentioning at all. Truly! ...Anyway, have a nice day.

Henry - B-b-but... Geez, is this really what I have to for the next decade?

A -

Henry - Nah...

Nah - Why, hello, Father. What can I do for you?

Henry - About the other day, when you said you ere used to disappointment... What exactly did you mean by that?

Nah - Oh, that... I was talking about growing up in my foster home.

Henry - Wait, so Nowi wasn't around to raise you?

Nah - No. I never knew either of my parents. I was sent to live with the family of one of my father's soldier friends. But my new family wasn't very welcoming so their semihuman-mongrel foster child.

Henry - Don't say that...

Nah - I soon learned that I'd have to work hard to fit in and survive in my new home. I did chores before I was asked. I helped defend the house from marauding Risen. I thought that if I could make myself useful, they would stop...hating me. I mean, how could they resent a child that always helped and never asked for anything? But they never accepted me... I just learned to deal with disappointment. I had no friends. No one to talk to. ...I was utterly alone. And I never once mentioned how much I missed my father and mother. *Sniff* I...I didn't even ask...when...when they would come back for me...

Henry - ...Nah, I...

Nah - Wh-when I arrived here, I wanted to find out everything I could about them. *sniff* Th-that's why I keep asking you so many questions and making you angry...

Henry - I'm sorry, Nah. I've been blind this whole time... I'll tell you anything you to know-even the embarrassing story of how we met... And if you're ever feeling lost or sad, I'll be right here for you. As long as I'm around, you won't ever be lonely again!

Nah - T-truly? Do you really mean it?! Oh, thank you, Father!

Henry - Nya ha! Of course! Now tell me, what do you want to know?

Nah - Let's start with how you proposed to Mother! What'd you say? What'd you do?! I want to hear EVERYTHING, and don't leave out even the smallest detail!

Henry - Yikes. All right, well...as you know, your mother's always looked young, and...

Lucina/Morgan(M) brother/sister version -

C -

Morgan - This place is a mess! I really should straighten up more...often... Is that a AAAAAAAAAUGH!

Lucina - Gods, I've never seen Morgan run so fast! Are we under attack?! Morgan! What happened back there? ...Are you all right?!

Morgan - L-Lucinaaa!

Lucina - Breathe, Morgan. Calm down and tell me what happened. You have nothing to fear now that I'm here.

Morgan - R-r-roach! A roach!

Lucina - ...A roach? ...As in...a bug?

Morgan - Not a bug! I love bugs! ...A roach! A huge, freakish nightmare one, with gross hairy legs... It's HORRIBLE!

Lucina - You're telling me all of your you sceaming and flailing was over a COCKROACH? *sigh* I thought the Risen had come. You could have sent the camp into a panic.

Morgan - AAAAAH! It's back! And it can fly?! S-stay away! Don't come near meee!

Lucina - Come now, I don't see what the i-EEEEEK!

Morgan - See? SEE?! It's the stuff of nightmares! Now hurry up and kill it! Kill it with fire magic or something!

Lucina - Oh, no-I'm not going near that thing! It's HUGE!

Morgan - WHAT?! What happened to having nothing to fear now that you're here? How are you gonna win this war if you can't even smoosh one stupid roach?

Lucina - Those two things are not related in the slightest. And YOU want to be a tactician, right? So figure out how to kill it!

Morgan - What's to figure out?! Who plans out strategies for killing insects?! Look, you're the older one! You do it! Father told you protect you little brother, didn't he?

Lucina - Er, well, I suppose he did... *sigh* All right, I'll... do something about it.

Morgan - Fantastic! Thanks, Lucina! Three cheers for once and future exalt!

Lucina - ...You're a royal, too, you know? It wouldn't kill you to show a bit more spine.

Morgan - Hey, now's your chance! It just crawled into a corner behind that shelf!

Lucina - It's too dark. I can't see it...

Morgan - You should light up Falchion. Then oce you spot it, ker-STAB!

Lucina - Falchion isn't some common pitchfork, Morgan! It's a blade of legend!

Morgan - Ah ha ha, all right, all right. I'm sorry I... AHHHH! It's flying again! It's flying!

Lucina - As formidable a foe as it may be, I won't allow it to set a single hairy leg on you!

Morgan - Go, Lucina, go! GET HIM!

*Chrom enters*

Chrom - What in the name of..? What are you two doing in here?!

Lucina/Morgan - Father!

Chrom - Honestly, you two. All that commotion over a silly insect? what were you thinking?!

Morgan - Sorry...

Lucina - I'm sorry, Father....

Chrom - Just see that it never happens again.

*Chrom exits*

Morgan - Figures he would be the one to get it. He's unshakable.

Lucina - It's true. Although he was a lot less calm when it came to scolding us....

Morgan - Aw, are you still down about that? I actually rather enjoyed it. I can't remember the two of us ever getting in trouble like that before. It felt strangely familiar somehow. Kind of a happy, nostalgic feeling.

Lucina - Heh. I confess, it did have its moments...

B -

Lucina - ....Morgan.

Morgan - Mmm?

Lucina - You know what I'm about to say, don't you?

Morgan - Um... Be sure to wash the Falchion after I'm done cutting this apple?

Lucina - DON"T use Falchion to cut apples in the first, you dolt!

Morgan - Eep! S-sorry! I'm sorry!

Lucina - You had best be more than just sorry.. That sword is national treasure of Ylisse and a final memento of my father. Would you use the last earthly remembrance of your dead father to cut FRUIT?! You've shamed the weapon that built your very homeland!

Morgan - Well, you've seen for yourself how big the apple is. And with no other knives around... B-besides, I've barely ever touched the thing before. I dunno, I...I got curious.

Lucina - ...

Morgan - So, um, a-are... Yeah, you're mad.

Lucina - You've never held Falchion before?

Morgan - Not really, no. In the future, you always kept it by your side. And since we've been back here. I've maybe moved it from tent to tent once or twice.

Lucina - Then we don't know if you have the potential to weld it.

Morgan - Wait, it takes a special person to wield it.

Lucina - I see there is much you do not know. This blade was forged with Naga's power and steeped in the exalt's bloodline. Only a select few are able to wield it, even among the Ylissean royal house.

Morgan - Huh. Well, I've never fought with it before- at least as far as I can remember. I suppose that means in the I came from, I wasn't deemed worthy.

Lucina - That's not necessarily true, Morgan. I never did give you a chance to try it before I traveled back here. Honestly, I'm mortified we've come this far without ever putting to the test.

Morgan - I have to admit, it'd be pretty amazing if I really could wield it. A brilliant tactician wielding a legendary sword... Mother would be so proud!

Lucina - mostly I'm ashamed I never stopped to consider it. If you are, in fact, among Falchion's chosen, that is knowledge we need. There may come a time when it proves necessary for you to take it up.

Morgan - What, like if you're busy?

Lucina - Like if I'm dead, Morgan. having someone able to wield it even after I'm gone would be considerable asset. We must use any means at our disposal to ensure the future is saved. Now let's go it to the test.

Morgan - ....

Lucina - Morgan?

Morgan - Aw, forget it. There's no way the sword would choose someone like me.

Lucina - You don't know that until you try. You yourself just said you wished you were able to wield it. So let's-

Morgan - I said NO! I'm not doing it! Don't make me.... Don't make practice for your death, Lucina!

Lucina - ....I understand how you feel, but we must be practical about this. We cannot afford to lose this war. No matter what happens or who dies.

Morgan - You think I don't know that?! But it's not.... It's just not that simple, all right?! Think of all that Mother's doing to protect us! Would you betray that?

Lucina - Not by choice, Morgan. Never be choice. ...But there are no guarantees in war.

Morgan - And that's supposed to make me feel better?! If it means you dying, I don't want anything to do with Falchion! And if you make me try, I'll only use it to chop more apples, so there! This is pointless. I'm leaving.

Lucina - Morgan... He sure is stuck on this whole apple business...

A -

Morgan - Lucina, is this, uh... Do you have a minute?

Lucina - What's wrong, Morgan? Why the serious face?

Morgan - I want you to help me see whether or not I can wield the Falchion.

Lucina - Huh? You were so dead set against it. What changed?

Morgan - I did, I suppose. I thought about everything you said.... About how we need to win this war be any means necessary. I was running away from that truth and from my duty to become a master tactician. But like you said, we need to be practical about this. ...So will help me?

Lucina - Of course. I'll make the necessary preparations immediately. All right. I want you to strike at log as if it were the enemy. If you lack the potential to wield Falchion, its blade will be dull as a stone. You will scarce knock the bark off your target. However, if you are among the blade's chosen, the log will be cleft in two.

Morgan - .....

Lucina - Here. Take Falchion.

Morgan - All right... Here we go... Hey, wait. What am I going do if this DOES work? ...No. I'll worry about that later. No more doubts. This a part of my duty... here I go! RrrAAAGH! ... ...Huh? I didn't feel anything.

Lucina - .... The log unscathed. I'm sorry, Morgan. It seems you've not been chosen to wield Falchion.

Morgan - ...

Lucina - Don't take it too hard. This doesn't change who you are. You're still my brother, a son of Chrom, and a prince of Ylisse. Don't let this-

Morgan - Pffft. Heh heh ha ha ha!

Lucina - Morgan?!

Morgan - Ah ha ha ha, s-sorry, it's just.... I was so worked up, I... I totally missed! I missed the log! Ah ha ha, hilarious!

Lucina - ...Heh. Heh heh. *ahem* Don't try to be serious, brother. You're making me laugh... *Sigh* I suppose we both got a little it too wrapped up in this whole Falchion matter. It wound up souring the air between us, almost as if we'd been quarreling. I far preferred that night we got in trouble for the giant bug....

Morgan - Oh, me too! ...Though at lest this helped me firm up my resolve. Not doing what I can out of fear that the people I love might die is just...cowardice. If something should happen to you, I swear to keep fighting to the bitter end. But I still have no intention of letting that happen. The pain is too much to imagine. So let me protect you. It's the least you brother can do!

Lucina - I fear I, too, was running, I was afraid to make you a promise. But no more. I swear to you, here and now, that this war will not claim me. I refuse to you all alone, Brother, nor allow any harm to come to you. We will survive this together. We will forge a future of our own making.

Morgan - It's a promise!

Lucina - So it is sworn Falchion. Oh, blast! I completely forget that I'm cooking duty tonight. Sorry, but I must be going.

Morgan - Ah, wait! Lucina, you forget Falchion! ...So mush for not leaving me all alone. Guess it's just you and me, Fachy. How's about one more swing for the road, seeing as I'll likely never touch you again? Hrrngh... YAAAH! .... ...Yup. Not a scratch. You just better do a damned good job of looking after my sister, you got that? If Lucina dies, you're getting demoted to royal fruit knife. Don't think I won't do it! ...All right, well, better get back to her.

*Chrom enters*

Chrom - ...Hmm? What's this log? Was someone training? Hmm, split perectly in two. I've never seen such a clean cut before....

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Three more parent x child supports to add to the roster. All I should have left is Frederick x Cynthia, but that might be... a bit delayed.

Gaius x Brady

C Support

Brady

Tea's ready.

It's the, uh... The whatsit kind. From that place. You know, the expensive junk.

Gaius

Um...

Brady

Well...? Whaddya waitin' for? A royal invitation?

It's all set and ready to go-just the way ya like it.

Gaius

Uh, Brady?

Brady

Let's step it up, old-timer! Tea ain't gettin' any hotter!

Gaius

Oh, right. S-Sorry... *sip*

...But, uh, Brady?

Brady

Yeah?

Gaius

What did you mean, "just the way I like it"? I hardly ever drink tea.

Brady

Whaddya mean? You drink it every day. You never miss teatime.

Gaius

Er, I've had the odd cup here or there, but I've never had a "teatime" in my life.

Brady

...WHAT?!

Ma told me to join ya in your daily tea ritual! Even gave me detailed instructions!

Wait... Did she make it all up?

Gaius

Considering I don't even know what a "tea ritual" is, I'm guessing she did.

Brady

That dirty... I bet she's laughing her head off riht about now!

Gaius

So what exactly did she say about me?

Brady

Oh, don't you worry. I'm gonna have me a nice, long chat with dear ol' Ma!

You just sit there and drink your damn tea. So long, old-timer!

...Oh, and set this on top of the pot. It keeps the tea warm.

Gaius

...When did my life get so weird?

B Support

Brady

Sorry about last time, old-timer.

Gaius

What, the tea? You don't need to apologize for that.

I was glad for the chance to chat.

Brady

Well, good. But I still feel bad you wound up drinking alone.

Anyway, I brought my violin by way of apologizin'

Gaius

...I'm sorry?

Brady

Yeah, exactly. I wanna say I'm sorry, and I heard that requires a violin performance.

Gaius

It...does?

Brady

What, were ya born in a barn? Course it does!

I gotta tickle the catgut for three songs, then do a backflip.

That's when you stand up and start clappin' and cheerin' and throwin' roses.

...Er, at least, that's what Ma said.

Gaius

Brady, listen to me.

No one has ever apologized to me that way before. ...EVER.

Your mother's having fun with you again.

Brady

What, AGAIN?! Oh, that tears it! I'm gonna-

Gaius

Brady, wait.

Brady

What?!

Gaius

As long as you're here, let's just enjoy a nice chat and forget about Maribelle.

I'm grateful, really. If not for her japes, you'd probably never have come by.

Brady

Forget Ma? But she's been playing me like a dancin'-monkey organ guy!

Aw, heck. Fine. I guess I can put up with her horseplay a bit longer...

It'd be nice to just sit back and chew the fat a bit.

Gaius

It's settled then! Pull up a seat...

A Support

Brady

And then Ma pulls out that li'l umbrella of hers, and she says-

Gaius

Heh heh...

Brady

...What are ya laughing for? I ain't even at the punchline yet.

Gaius

I'm just glad we're able to talk like this, Brady.

I'll admit, I was a little shocked when I first saw you. You seemed kinda...scary.

Brady

Yeah, well. Sorry I'm all scary.

I guess if you don't like it, do a better job of raising the real deal.

Gaius

What, you mean the Brady of this era?

Brady

Yeah. I ain't your real son, anyway. I mean, not exactly.

Gaius

......

Brady, I...

Brady

Aw, what? What's with that face? I don't need no pity.

Unlike some of the other kids, I ain't jealous of the Brady from this timeline.

We're two different cats, yeah? No hard feelings.

Once the real one's born, you can forget about me. I'll bow out all graceful-like.

Gaius

Brady, how can you say that after we've gotten so close?

You think I'd just cast you aside once my son is born? I would never do that.

You're my friend, Brady. ...And my son.

Brady

Pop, I... *sniff*

Aw, damn. I decided not to cry, and then ya go and say crap like that... *sniffle*

I was lyin' about what I said before, Pop! It does matter to me! Please don't forget me!

Just...remember that we were good pals once, yeah? Real chums.

Gaius

I could never forget you, Son.

I'll remember you till the day I die and love you as my future self would.

Brady

Okay, no more talk of dyin'.

If you go boots up before me, I'll douse your grave in more tea than ya can stand.

I'll play my voilin and do a backflip if I have to. Don't try me, old-timer!

Gaius

Then it's settled. Guess your pop can't very well die no, can he?

Lon'qu x Gerome

C Support

Lon'qu

Hello, Gerome.

Gerome

What do you want?

Lon'qu

Nothing in particular. I just-

Gerome

Then why are you talking to me? I'm not here to make friends.

Lon'qu

So I see. But what of your family?

Gerome

......

Lon'qu

I was thinking we should start acting more like a family now that we're reuinited.

Lucina calls Chrom "Father", you know. We could start there.

Gerome

You may look like my father, but you are not the same man.

My father is dead and gone. ...You are a stranger.

Lon'qu

You may be true, but you're far too adept at pushing others away.

I know your true father is gone, and I know you must miss him greatly.

...But I thought perhaps our relationship could heal that wound.

Gerome

Then you are a fool.

Lon'qu

......

Gerome

This conversation is over. I have business elsewhere.

I must feed and clean Minervykins before bedtime.

Lon'qu

...Minervykins?

Gerome

Er, that is... I did not mean to...Bah! Your stupidity is contagious!

Lon'qu

*Sigh*

B Support

Lon'qu

Hello, Gerome. Have you been taking good care of...Minervykins?

Gerome

I did NOT call her that! The very idea is ludicrous!

...You must have misheard.

Lon'qu

Don't get your smallclothes in a twist, Gerome.

Cherche sometimes calls her wyvern Minervykins, too.

Eventually, I picked up that habit.

Gerome

Oh... Er, right. I knew that.

Lonqu

You know, you're kind of adorable when you're flustered.

Gerome

......

Lon'qu

Are you glaring at me? Two can play at that game.

......

Gerome

...Enough. This is foolish.

Lon'qu

I must say, seeing you so angry reminds me quite a bit of Cherche.

Gerome

What do you mean?

Lon'qu

Mmm? Oh, nothing. Hey, is that your Minerva over there?

Gerome

It is.

Lon'qu

Hmm, more intimidating than Cherche's... Scarier, more ferocious...

Gerome

Truly? In the future, people oft remarked she was the prettiest wyvern in the realm.

Just look at those big, smokey eyes... She's such a cutey-poo!

Er, I mean... Um... You tricked me into saying that!

Lon'qu

I did no such thing. You said it all by yourself.

Gerome

That's it. I'm leaving. WE'RE leaving. ...Minerva, to me!

Lon'qu

Heh. He really is adorable when he's flustered...

A Support

Lon'qu

Hello, Gerome. Spending quality time with Minerva again, are you?

Gerome

...Why do you inist on following me everywhere?

Lon'qu

It's nothing so sinister as your tone implies, I assure you...

I wanted to talk about our relationship again. About being father and son...

Now that I've seen your sensitive side, I thought we might-

Gerome

I have no sensitive side.

Lon'qu

Sure you don't. What about when you said Minerva was a cutey-poo?

The look of love that flitted across your face was so tender and sincere, I-

Gerome

MINERVA, ATTACK! RIP HIS LYING MOUTH OFF HIS FAT, LYING FACE!

......

...Er, Minerva?

Lon'qu

Minerva would never attack me, Gerome. She knows I'm family.

There, there, little Minerva. You remember me, don't you?

Gerome

M-Minerva?

...Do you truly consider this buffoon part of our family?

......

...I see. Very well, Minerva. If that is your wish...

Lon'qu

What did she say?

Gerome

Hmph. You claim to be part of the family, but you can't understand her?

Lon'qu

...It's an acquired skill.

Gerome

It matters not. Minerva says you are family, and I am thus duty bound to accept you.

I'm... I'm sorry I treated you poorly. ...Father.

Lon'qu

...Did you just call me Father?

Gerome

Don't get used to it.

...Minerva, to me! We're leaving!

Lon'qu

Wait, Gerome. I...couldn't hear you. Say it for me one more time.

Gerome

Bah, enough already!

Gregor x Inigo

C Support

Inigo

Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to!

Did you really hav to drag me off like that?!

Gregor

We have battle to prepare for! Everyone else ready to march.

If you are mad, be mad at self for losing track of time, yes?

Inigo

Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops...

All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!

Gregor

......

Inigo

You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?

Gregor

Gregor just wonder if Inigo is like this even in future.

Inigo

Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.

Gregor

For having come from apocalyptic hellscape devoid of hope, you are quite carefree.

You worry only about whose bed you share tonight, yes?

Lucina is real fighter! Worried for others! ...Is shame you not have that purpose.

Inigo

No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!

Gregor

Oh? Is true?

Inigo

Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!

Gregor

Inigo's purpose in life is to be popular with girl?

You travel all the way across time... just to be popular with lady?

Inigo

To be popular with ALL ladies.

Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.

Gregor

Gregor at loss for words...

Inigo

What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!

Gregor

No, that is not... Oy! Where does Gregor even begin?

Suddenly Gregor feeling very tired... He go on ahead, yes?

Inigo

......

...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means!

For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B Support

Inigo

Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to the camp like this...

Gregor

Something is wrong? Everyone else has made with the heading back.

Inigo

F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!

Gregor

You are worse liar than mother! Is obvious your leg is wounded...

Inigo

It's fine, its-GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!

Gregor

Is serious injury, Inigo! Why you no mention it earlier?

Inigo

What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.

Gregor

ENOUGH!

Inigo

...Father?

Gregor

You can barely walk, and still you think about girl?! Be serious for once!

Why you travel back from future, Son? Lucina fight like bear, but you?

...Gregor is disappointed. Son has no idea what it mean to be at war.

Inigo

......

You don't know a damned thing!

You're the one who's clueless, Father!

Gregor

Gregor is confused.

Inigo

Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls?

Out here fighting every day, wondering if this time I don't make it home?!

Gregor

Er, that was not-

Inigo

You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future.

Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life.

With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible.

I couldn't complain or show any weakness.

Not with everyone struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland...

Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting.

I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!

Gregor

......

Inigo

...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world?

Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all.

I smile and joke around because I dont want to show the world any weakness...

If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.

Gregor

Inigo, wait. Gregor did not-

Inigo

That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.

Gregor

......

Gregor had no idea...

A Support

Gregor

Inigo? Gregor wish to speak with you.

Inigo

Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My legs all healed, see?

Gregor

Ah, is good yes? Very good.

Inigo

Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.

Gregor

No! Gregor is one who is sorry. He was...insensitive.

You fight with strength of many men. Gregor have no right to criticize.

Inigo

Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history.

Plus...it was my fault, too.

Gregor

Still...

Inigo

Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!

Gregor

Huh?

Inigo

You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!

Gregor

Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! Do not tickle Gregor! Ha ha!

Inigo

Ha ha, there it is! That's better!

I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?

Gregor

...Wait, that was purpose for coming back? To make Gregor happy?

Inigo

Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess.

Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.

Gregor

You can tell Gregor anything.

Inigo

You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going!

I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic.

...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat.

Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.

Gregor

Ho ho! You can stop kidding now. Gregor side hurt already, yes?

Inigo

Oh, I'm not kidding... All that stuff about the girls-it was never part of the act.

Gregor

That fine...in moderation, of course.

You are strong lad, Inigo, and Gregor is very proud of you.

But no one is invincible, and you should not pretend to be, yes?

If something wrong, you come to Gregor. We figure out together.

Inigo

Father...

I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!

Gregor

Waugh! N-neck! Gregor's neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!

Inigo

I-its your own fault! I don't think ou've ever said anything like that to me before!

And listen-the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help.

I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.

Gregor

And Gregor be damned as well to lose such wonderful son!

I know all the father supports are generic, but the sheer idea of Lon'qu trolling Gerome made me laugh so hard I had to close my 3ds for a while and take a break

EDIT:

I missed one. Forgot this was done as well.

Libra x Severa

C Support

Severa

Hey! I think it's time for Daddy-Daughter Day!

Libra

Oh? And why is that?

Severa

Does a daughter NEED a reason to spend a little time with her father?!

Most father's would be besides themselves with joy at even being asked! Gawds!

Libra

You're right-I should count my blessings. Well, then? Where shall we go?

Severa

Into town! I spotted a whole line of shops with the CUTEST dresses...

Libra

Dresses, hmm? Well, I suppose you're at that age...

Severa

Age? Hee hee! In this timeline, you're not much older than I am, Daddy!

Libra

Hmm... No, I suppose I'm not.

Severa

I best most people seeing us side by side would think we were brother and sister.

Libra

Hmm, indeed... An odd thought, now that you mention it.

Severa

Odd? Is there something wrong with that? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?!

You'd rather be with Mother, wouldn't you?

Libra

Wha-?! N-not at all, dear! You're adorable!

Severa

Aw, you mean it? Yay! That's so sweet!

So okay! In town, there's this one dress I really, reeeally want!

Would you hate me if I asked you to get it for me? Would Mother be mad?

Libra

I could never hate you, Severa. And I'm sure your mother wont mind.

You're our daughter, you know? You can have anything you'd like.

Severa

Oh, thank you, Daddy! I love you so much!

Libra

And I you, dear.

Severa

(...Pffft. Too easy.)

B Support

Severa

Thanks again for all the shopping, Daddy!

I felt like a total princess when you bought everything I asked for!

Libra

Gods above! I've never seen such unbridled avarice...

Severa

Daddy, are you listening?

Libra

What? Y-yes, dear, I'm listening.

Severa

Good, good. So! I'd just looove to go on another shopping spree with you!

I spotted the most precious little accessory shop in a town near here the other day!

Libra

I'm afraid the answer is no.

Severa

Huh? Why not? Did I do something wrong? Daddy, are you... Are you mad at me?

Libra

Don't make little lamb eyes at me, Severa. No means no.

We've already bought you plenty.

Severa

FINE, then! FINE! I guess I'll just wear RAGS! ...GAWDS!

Libra

Goodness, that was a fast change.

No, see here. I'm not saying I won't buy anything ever...

Severa

Oooooh, you're not?!

Libra

But the gods reward those who live in service of others.

If you help out around camp with chores and such, I'll treat you to something nice.

Severa

EXCUSE me?! What is this-my allowance?! I'm not a child!

Libra

No? Then stop acting like one.

This is for your own good, Severa. A little hardship in one's youth builds character.

Severa

I dealt with a LOT more hardship back in the future, thank you!

Libra

Well, my decision is final. I won't continue to just buy you whatever you like.

If there's something you want, you'll have to work for it.

Severa

FINE! Whatever! ...I'll do your stupid chores.

But I expect some SERIOUS returns, is that clear?!

Libra

*Sigh* I sure hope that character starts building soon...

A Support

Severa

Apply the whetstone to the blade at an angle, and then... Gah, not again!

That's the fifth on that broke! Nothing EVER goes right for me!

Libra

Severa? What are you doing?

Severa

I'm sharpening these stupid weapons that won't stay sharp! Gawds!

You told me to help out, right? So I'm helping.

Libra

...And that pile of broken swords behind you?

Severa

It's not my fault they're defective! They all, like, fell apart and stuff!

Sorry I'm not PERFECT at everything like Mother! Sorry I'm SO STUPID!

I get it-I'm useless! You should just drown me in a sack...

Libra

Severa, I think you're overreact-

Severa

I burn everything I try to cook... I just about beheaded a horse while chopping wood...

I'm no help to anyone! I'm just a bunch of lame deadweight.

You must've had high hopes, too, given Mother's history.

I'm such a disappointment.

Libra

......

Severa

...Well? If you have something to say, just say it!

Libra

I'm not disappointed, Severa. I couldn't be happier that you came back to us.

Severa

Oh, please. Are you mocking me? Do you really think I'm that stupid?

All my life, every time I mes something up, people compare me to Mother!

And you're closer to her than anyone! I KNOW you think I don't measure up.

Libra

You're your own woman, Severa. I wouldn't compare you to anyone.

You're my daughter and my treasure, and I know your mother feels the same.

Severa

Wha-?!

Libra

I love you, honey, and I'm behind you no matter what happens.

So no more talk of being a disappointment! It makes me feel like I failed you as a father.

Severa

What? No!

Daddy, you didn't! *sniff* I'm sorry! I... I didn't...

WAAAAAAAAH...

Libra

Don't cry. You've been through a lot, I know, but it's all right now.

I'm sorry for saying you needed more hardship before. I know it's been hard...

But I'll do all I can to keep you from every suffering again.

And hey-you HAVE been doing your chores. So how about that reward now?

Severa

No. I don't need it. I don't need anything but you, Daddy!

But if you die on me again, I'll never forgive you!

Libra

I'm not going anywhere this time, dear. I swear it in Naga's name.

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Alright, I've got more supports ready for you guys, the rest of my 2nd gen romantic supports will be in this post as they come along.

[spoiler=Severa/Yarne]

[spoiler=Severa/Yarne C support]

Severa: Yarne!

Yarne: What's wrong, Severa? You're all out of---

Severa: Don't you 'what's wrong" me! What do you call the last battle?!

We'd only been on the field a minutes when you turned tail and ran!

Yarne: N-not true! I saw it through to the end! ...Er, from a safe distance.

Severa: Pah! What a lame excuse!

Yarne: Look, it's just... It's not like you really needed me there.

Our foe was way weaker than us.

Severa: Keep underestimating the enemy like that and you're going to wind up in a coffin!

Yarne: But it's the truth!

Severa: And what happens when we go up against a stronger enemy? Hmm?

We prepare that much more carefully. We focus harder and we fight stronger!

And that goes for them, too. Which means we can't afford any carelessness!

Yarne: I... I guess you have a point.

Severa: This army has suffered more injuries from carelessness than from enemies, you know?

Yarne: All right, all right!

I'll be careful not to just leave the easy fight to you guys from now on.

Severa: Am I really getting through to you?

Yarne: Yes! I told you, I got it!

Severa: If you think a quick nod and a smile is going to fool me, you're crazy.

I'll stay here lecturing you all day if that's what it takes!

Now, take a seat, craven!

Yarne: ...There goes the afternoon.

Severa: What was that?

Yarne: N-nothing, ma'am!

[spoiler=Severa/Yarne B support]

Severa: ...And another thing about war!

Yarne: ......

Severa: It's the easily distracted and complacent people like you who get hurt!

And every time you get hurt, allies have to risk their hides to save your sorry---

Hey! Are you even listening?!

Yarne: ...How does she never get bored of giving the same speech, day after day?

Severa: Yarne! Your internal monologue right now is highly external!

Yarne: Gah! S-sorry! I was just kidding!

Severa: Ugh. Now, what was the last thing you remember me saying?

Yarne: A-all of it! I heard ever word!

Severa: Riiiight. Then tell me what combat situations you're best suited for.

Yarne: Uh... Ones where... the enemy is really weak?

Severa: Very funny, you dolt.

In woodlands and other area where mounted units' movement is restricted!

That's where your speed and mobility are most advantageous. Ring any bells?

Yarne: Er, I'm pretty sure I remember hearing you say... something like that?

Severa: Unbelievable. Why are you even here? If you're not interested in fighting, quit!

Yarne: I AM interested, and I WANT to fight!

I just don't understand why you're so fixated on me!

Severa: Because half-baked soldiers like you are a liability to everyone else!

You're at least a nominal part of this army, right? So pull your weight for a change!

Yarne: Nominal...? That's pretty harsh!

Severa: Then prove me wrong!

Yarne: Maybe I will!

Severa: Good! Now start paying attention!

Yarne: Fine! I will!

[spoiler=Severa/Yarne A support]

Yarne: Ugh, another day of Severa's Basic Training, otherwise known as Pick-on-Yarne Hour...

There's got to be a way out of this. Hm... I could fake the plague...

No, wait. I did that last time. ...Fake my own death and run?

...No, that's madness. If she found out, she'd kill me for true.

Severa: And just where do you think you're going, bunny face?

Yarne: S-Severa?! Er, I was just...

Just valiantly fighting the impulse to flee?

Severa: Flee? You were going to run away? Just where do you get off, buster?!

Yarne: (Gah! Severa's even more terrifying than usual today!)

(Every animal instinct in my body is screamin "RUN!" in a perfect chorus!)

Severa: Don't. You. Dare!

Yarne: *Huff* *pant* Whew...

Heh... That'll teach you to... try to outrun a rabbit...

W-wait a moment... What's that angry blur coming toward me...?

EEEEK! SEVERA! I'M GONNA DIE!

Severa: ...HAH! Gotcha! And don't even think of trying to run again!

Yarne: H-how did a human outrun me?

And what possible reason could you have to chase me that hard?!

You're wasting your time on me! You know that, right?

Severa: ARGH! Just LOOKING at you makes me see red!

There is NOTHING more infuriating than watching someone slack off!

You've got about three times the natural strength and potential I do, you know?

And yet you're just letting it go to waste while I work my butt off just to keep up!

Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?!

Yarne: Severa... I don't... I'm sorry. Truly. I never knew.

I always thought I was a lost cause, and I just assumed you'd already given up...

Severa: Some days, I'm tempted.

Yarne: Look, I'll work to improve, okay? I'll give it my honest best.

Severa: ...Promise?

Yarne: I do. I doubt it'll be smooth sailing, and I'll probably still make you mad at first...

But I'll do everything I can to be a help to you and the others. I swear.

Severa: And how can I be sure you're not planning to just run away again?

I suppose I'll have to stay close and keep a close watch on you.

And... maybe help.

Yarne: Well... having you there certainly can't hurt. Thanks for sticking by me, Severa!

[spoiler=Severa/Yarne S support]

Severa: Hello, Yarne.

Yarne: Oh. Hi, Severa.

Severa: well, this is unusual. That's taguel armor, isn't it?

I don't think I've ever seen you maintaining your equipment before.

Yarne: Yeah, it's one of a lot of things I'm just getting around to.

After you told me I have potential, I really have no excuse not make myself of use.

Right?

Severa: Yarne... I'm proud of you.

You've finally started taking your role in this war seriously.

Yarne: Yeah...

Um, say, Severa? Do you think I could maybe ask you a favor?

Severa: Let's hear it.

Yarne: Well, er... I was just...

Severa: What's the problem?

I happen to be feeling unusually generous after seeing you shape up.

So out with it already!

Yarne: W-will you be my girl?!

Severa: What?!

Yarne: All your lectures made me a better man...

It made me realize a basket case like me needs a wise, strong woman to guide him!

Severa: A-are you insane?!

Yarne: Yes! Insane about YOU!

Come on, you said it yourself! I shaped up, and it's all thanks to you!

Severa: Y-you have made impressive strides...

Yarne: And I'm committed to getting stronger. Strong enough to stand as your equal!

So... please? Whaddya say?

Severa: ...Are you sure you can handle it?

Yarne: Handle what?

Severa: living with a woman like me is a lot harder than just winning a few battles.

Yarne: Hah! Now THAT I'm prepared for! I've had a lot of practice these last few weeks.

Severa: Well, if you're certain, I SUPPOSE I could do you the honor...

Yarne: YES! Oh, thank you, Severa! I swear I'll become a man worthy of your love!

Severa: Good! Because if you don't, I'll be wearing your pelt for a winter coat!

[spoiler=Noire/Owain]

[spoiler=Noire/Owain C support]

Noire: Hnnnnrrrggghhh!

Owain: Whoa, Noire! That an awful big load you've got. What are you up to?

Noire: Eep! ...O-oh! Hello Owain.

I'm just bringing some ingredients back from the market.

Owain: Geez, they look heavy. Here, lemme help you.

Noire: Um, but... are you sure?

Owain: Sure, I'm sure! Just drop 'em there, and let your white knight take over!

Noire: I'm sorry for the trouble. Thank you.

Owain: I'm a lone wolf by nature, but the call of an innocent in distress still---

By the red hair of Eliwood! This really is heavy!

Is all this stuff for tonight's dinner?

Noire: No, not exactly. I thought I'd try my hand at confections.

Owain: Ah! And what do you have to confess? Go on now, you can tell old Owain!

Noire: Er, no. "Confections." Baked sweets. Little cakes and the like?

So I've got flour, milk, eggs, honey, and a few random fruits.

Owain: Wow, I didn't know you were such an amazing cook!

Noire: Um, well, I haven't cooked anything yet. Actually, this is my first attempt.

But maybe you might... try it? I mean... if you... want?

Owain: I'd love to! My sword hand is always hungry for conventions!

Noire: Um, "confections." It's pronounced...

N-never mind. Thanks, Owain. I'll try not to let you down.

[spoiler=Noire/Owain B support]

Owain: Hey, Noire! I'm here to put some cake in my belly!

Noire: Eep! O-Owain! Hello...

Owain: Whoa, it smells amazing in here! It's making my mouth water.

Noire: I hope it's all right. Some of these proportions are a bit tricky.

Owain: I'll let my stomach be the final arbiter of quality here. Give me that!

*Horf, snorf, chomp*

By the juggled axe of Kieran! This is amazing

Noire: R-really? Oh, I'm so glad...

Owain: It's like a lightning bolt of flavor from a fluffy nimbus of perfect texture!

Is this your mother's recipe? Because it tastes like magic!

Noire: I'd always wanted to try it, but... Well, we never had the ingredients.

Owain: Ha! Tell me about it! I spent most of my time in the future eating bugs.

So what do you call this delicious morsel, anyway?

Noire: I... I don't know. The recipe never mentioned a name.

Owain: Then I must give it one!

Noire: Er... You will?

Owain: Sure! If you don't know it, I doubt anybody does, so I may as well give it a new one!

Noire: I... I suppose that's okay.

Owain: A harmonious clash of sweet and bitter rise up through a field of earthen brown...

A single whole, when sliced, shows two tiers joined by icing, as two hearts by love...

It's coming to me...

Brace yourself! It's... coming... to... me...!

Behold! The Garden of Eternal Devotion!

Noire: That's... That's beautiful, Owain! You're a poet! You just poemed!

Owain: I did? I mean, um... Ha ha ha! Of course I did!

Noire: Oh, there are so many cakes I'd like to have you try!

But even here in the past, this stupid war makes it hard to find ingredients.

Owain: Ha! never fear, my dear chef! I'm sure we'll figure something out.

Noire: Um, so if I do... will you name it again? L-like before? I mean, like a poem?

Owain: S-sure, why not?!

[spoiler=Noire/Owain A support]

Owain: Hey, Noire!

Noire: Eep! H-hello, Owain...

Owain: Any chance you could whip up another cake? I'm craving something sweet.

Noire: Oh, I'm so sorry! But I'm all out of ingredients.

Owain: Ah... I figured as much.

Noire: I really am sorry...

Owain: Don't apologize! It's just one more reason for me to fight for peace!

Noire: I... I was looking forward to hearing your poems again.

Owain: You're really stuck on that, huh?

Noire: Eep! S-sorry! I didn't mean to---

Owain: Heh, you sure are jumpy.

Anyway, if you could make any cake you wanted, what would it be?

The last one tasted like chocolate, but there have to be other kinds.

Noire: Well, there are sweet breads you eat with jam and butter...

Um, and then spongy cakes that you put berries on...

All kinds, really. I don't know which one I'd like to try.

Owain: Oof, I shouldn't have asked... I'm drooling just hearing about them!

Noire: S-say, Owain...?

Owain: Hm?

Noire: Could describing them be enough to come up with a name? I mean, um...

Could you maybe poem a cake that didn't exist yet?

Owain: Sorry, no can do. The engine of inspiration is sparked by frosting on the palate.

It's like the flavor shakes the words out of my very soul!

Noire: Oh. ...Then I'll just have to try doubly hard to find ingredients.

Owain: Just don't do anything crazy, all right?

I don't want you robbing an old lady's larder or something.

Noire: I won't do... that.

Owain: I don't want to know!

[spoiler=Noire/Owain S support]

Noire: O-Owain! I made another cake!

Owain: You did? Can I have a bite? Please? Pretty please?!

Noire: Of course! I... I made it for you.

Owain: Ooh, now this looks great! Don't blink or you'll miss this disappearing act!

*Horf, norf, snark, chomp, shlurp* ...BRAAAAAAAAAP!

Oh, gods. I feel it! ...I feel inspiration! Get ready! Here it comes!

Noire: I've never been so ready in my life!

Owain: The flavores swirl like veining in the marble walls of a giant cakey cathedral!

A symphony of scent scintillates the space with notes of supple spice!

Citrus-tinged light shines forth as if through a stained-glass window!

Here... it... COOOOOMES...

The High Temple of Austere Majesty!

Noire: A... t-temple? My cake is a temple?

Owain: And at it's altar, a prince and princess exchange their wedding vows!

Noire: A royal wedding?! Oh my goodness!

Owain: Oh, Noire! I cannot bear the thought of life without your sweet cakes!

Marry me, Noire! Marry me!

Noire: ......

Heh... Heh heh heh... Mwah ha ha ha ha ha!

BLOOD AND THUNDER!

Owain: Gah!

L-look! I'm sorry! You can just say no if you want! It's totally fine!

Noire: YOU STOLE IT!

Owain: I stole wh-what?!

Noire: YOU STOLE MY PLAN!

The cake was but a way to butter you up before asking the same question!

And now you have o'erstepped your bounds and ruined my plan!

INSOLENCE!

Owain: B-but wait! We both get what we want! Who cares who asks who first?!

Noire: ......

...Oh. R-right. Yes, of course. I'm terribly sorry.

I shouldn't have yelled, Owain. I was just a bit... overcome.

Owain: Hey, I know how it goes. I have trouble reining it in sometimes, too.

Maybe that's another reason why we'd be good for each other? ...Maybe?

Noire: Oh, Owain! I am so very fond of you!

I love how you chew with your mouth open! I love how you name your utensils!

I love it all!

Owain: Now you're making ME feel a little overcome!

Noire: Hee hee!

[spoiler=Cynthia/Laurent]

[spoiler=Cynthia/Laurent C support]

Laurent: Cynthia? A word, please.

Cynthia: What is it, Laurent? You look even grimmer than usual.

Laurent: I wish to speak with you about today's training exercises.

Cynthia: Here to tell me what a bang-up job I did? Yeah, I was pretty proud myself.

Laurent: I came to inform you that you were drifting ahead of everyone during the march.

Cynthia: I wasn't drifting, I was executing the Twelve-Point Hero Spinner of Doom!

It's my new superpower move, so I was trying it out to make sure---

Laurent: Please take due precaution to ensure you keep pace with the rest of us.

Cynthia: It's called initiative! Look it up sometime!

Laurent: It makes you a prime target for snipers and also inconveniences the entire army.

Cynthia: I'm tougher than I look, you know? And I already look pretty tough.

Laurent: Confidence is meaningless if it leads to wanton hubris. True confidence must---

Cynthia: Okay, okay! Just stop... saying stuff. I'll try to be more careful. Sheesh!

Laurent: ---account for many factors, including the spatial relationship of units, as well as...

Er, Cynthia? I wasn't done.

[spoiler=Cynthia/Laurent B support]

Cynthia: Ah... Another day's training done!

...Which means it's just about time for Laurent to show up with his midday lecture.

That guy just will NOT let it go! Seriously!

Laurent: Ah, good. Here you are.

Cynthia: ...Oh. Yippee.

Laurent: Do you have a moment, Cynthia?

I'd like to inquire as to why you continue to ignore my counsel.

Cynthia: ...Yup. Riiight on time.

Laurent: ...I'm sorry. I don't understand.

Cynthia: I mean I've heard this dumb lecture a bazillion times and I'm tired of it!

Laurent:If truly you wish for me to desist, you need only to agree to my reasonable requests.

Caution and cooperation are paramount to any successful military collective.

The unit stays close so it can aid individual members and better function as a whole.

Thus are victories won.

And even knowing this, you still insist on outracing the vanguard and charging in.

I'm starting to fear this isn't a valid tactic, but instead a juvenile desire for glory.

Cynthia: Is anything I'm doing really hurting anyone? No, it isn't! Everyone's fine!

...And I've done nothing that isn't befitting a true hero.

Laurent: This army needs soldiers. It does not need heroes.

Such antics disrupt the group dynamic and serve no use whatsoever on the battlefield.

Cynthia: How dare you say I'm no use in battle!

Laurent: That is not what I said.

Cynthia: Yes, you did! You've been saying that this whole time!

Laurent: If that is how you interpret my words, I will not attempt to dissuade you.

Cynthia: You won't? Why not?

Laurent: Because I will do whatever it takes to make you stop acting like a selfish child.

Cynthia: Oh, that's it buster! That is IT!

I've done a LOT more for this war effort than you, Mr. Smarty-Pants!

I don't have to take this!

Laurent: Everything I'm saying is out of concern for your safety.

Cynthia: And I'm saying that my safety is none of your stupid business! So leave me alone!

Laurent: Cynthia! Hold!

So be it. If that is your wish, I am happy to comply.

[spoiler=Cynthia/Laurent A support COMING SOON]

Cynthia: ......

Aw, maybe I was a little too hard on him. Laurent's stubborn, but he means well.

...Whoops! Forgot we were in the middle of a training exercise. Time to focus!

Laurent: C-Cynthia! Hey!

Cynthia: ...Hey? I don't think I've ever heard Laurent say hey bef---

Laurent: Watch out!

Cynthia: Watch out for what---? Aaah!

...Huh?

Geez, that was a hard fall. So why didn't it hurt?

Laurent: Nngh...

Cynthia: Laurent?! Oh my gosh, I didn't see you there!

Laurent: Apparently not...

You were staring off into the distance when the army began marching.

You were nearly run over by a ballista.

Cynthia: Ooh, I'm sorry! Are you all right? Can you stand?

Laurent: I'm perfectly fi--- NNGH!

...Perhaps not.

Cynthia: Don't force it! Wait right here--- I'll get a stretcher!

Well? Feel any better?

Laurent: Some minor pain persists, but I am at least ambulatory once more.

The healing spell has done its work. Time will do for the aches.

Cynthia: Oh, good...

Look, I'm really super sorry. I wasn't paying attention.

Laurent: It's all right.

Cynthia: No, it's not all right! I've been a big dumb jerk, and you got hurt because of it!

I was too busy shouting about I was going to become a hero to listen.

If I'd followed your advice, you wouldn't be stuck here now.

Laurent: I'm sorry as well, Cynthia. I know how important your aspirations are to you.

I ought not to have spoken so dismissively about them. I was being stubborn.

Cynthia: It's fine.

Laurent: I suppose I'd grown desperate to make you listen.

You're strong, and brave, and many of the others look to you as a leader.

You're too important to be taking unnecessary risks, however minor.

I spoke as I did because we can't afford to lose you, Cynthia.

Cynthia: Well, I promise to listen from now on. Double hero promise, in fact.

Laurent: Perhaps I ought to have had you dislocate my hip sooner.

Cynthia: I said I was sorry!

[spoiler=Cynthia/Laurent S support]

Cynthia: *Sigh*

Laurent: Is something wrong, Cynthia? You seem enervated.

You barely touched your plate at dinner. Are you feeling unwell?

Cynthia: Forget about me. How are you? Is your hip all right?

Laurent: The pain is negligible now. It poses no onstacle to daily life or combat.

Cynthia: I'm still really sorry...

Laurent: I believe the numerous apologies I have already received made that clear.

I appreciated the flowers, by the way. Oh, and the singing telegram.

Cynthia: Yeah, but still. You busted your hip because my big booty fell on you.

Laurent: Your posterior is not of such ample size that it shattered my bones, Cynthia.

And for my part, I was glad you fell atop me.

Cynthia: What? Why?

Laurent: Because it allowed me to be hurt in your place.

Men of most cultures enjoy some fantasy of saving the woman they love, yes?

True, I'd hoped it to take place in a combat setting, but this served the purp---

Cynthia: Wait, what?! Back up a step!

Laurent: Did you wish me to speak more about the cultural implications of---

Cynthia: No! Back up to the part about the woman you... love.

Laurent: Oh. I see. You did not realize that... Oh my.

I thought it clear that my persistence was born from concern for your well-being.

If I was more adamant than normal, it's because I care for you all the more.

Cynthia: I... But then... Holy smokes.

B-but I said all those horrible things to you!

Laurent: I accept those as the emotional outbursts that they were intended to be.

However, there is one favor I might ask of you in return...

Cynthia: Wh-what?

Laurent: I would ask you to take me as your husband.

Cynthia: Laurent, you're a smart guy. Take one look at me and tell me what you think.

Laurent: Mmm... Fluttering eyelashes... Fingers twisting through hair...

I surmise that your answer is in the affirmative?

Cynthia: YES! I love you!

Laurent: Oh, happy day!

[spoiler=Nah/Brady]

[spoiler=Nah/Brady C support]

Nah: Ah! B-Brady...

Brady: Yeah? Whatcha want?

Nah: I don't, er... Nothing in particular.

......

Brady: Then why ya makin' eyes at me? You got something to say or what?

Nah: N-nothing!

Brady: Then what? Something wrong with you? You coming down with something?

Nah: N-no, nothing like that. I'm fine...

Brady: Well, you ain't ACTING fine. It's freaking me out!

You don't go all quiet when you talk to any of the others.

Nah: That's not true! Er, no, it is, but...

I'm not being quiet! I'm the same as always...

Brady: Sure, fine. Whatever.

Nah: ......

Brady: ...You scared of me? Is that it? I give ya the heebie-jeebies?

Nah: I'm not scared! Why would I be scared?! That's crazy talk! You're crazy!

Brady: Oh, really?

Nah: Y-yes, really... I'm not!

Brady: Well, whatever it is, I ain't sticking around so you can gawk. I'm gonna fade.

Nah: *Sigh* I j-just wanted to talk.

When I see that face, though, I clam up... It's not my fault he looks so scary!

[spoiler=Nah/Brady B support]

Brady: Nah! You all right?

Nah: B-Brady? I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?

Brady: Uh, because you nearly drowned back there? You sure you're okay?

Nah: Absolutely. Really, I'm fine... Thanks to you.

At least, I heard it was you who dove in and saved me. My memory is still pretty hazy.

Brady: Ugh, who told ya? I asked everybody not to make a big thing outta it...

Nah: But it is a big thing, Brady! Especially to me. So, thank you.

Brady: Aw, it was nothin'.

Nah: Nothing? I could have died!

Brady: Not sure how. That water was three feet deep, and that's bein' generous.

Nah: Augh... Please, don't remind me. I'm embarrassed half to death as it is.

Brady: What about me? I heard you shout for help, so I dove in thinkin' it was deep!

Nearly telescoped my damn spine!

Nah: ......

Brady: But, hey, I guess we both pulled through. Just be careful in the future, yeah?

Nah: ...You're worried for me?

Brady: What? W-well, sure, Nah! We're on the same team, ain't we?

Nah: You're actually really sweet, you know that?

Brady: What? Where'd that come from?

Nah: I had you wrong. I thought you were colder. ...Scarier.

Brady: So you WERE scared of me! I knew it!

Nah: But not anymore! Now I know you're really a good, kindhearted person!

Brady: Gah, stop already! I ain't used to praise.

It feels almost as weird to hear ya say that as it does you calling me scary!

Nah: Good people should be recognized as such.

...Which is why I'm making a point of telling everyone in camp what a sweetie you are.

Brady: Hey, hold on! You don't gotta be tellin' no one nothin', see?!

[spoiler=Nah/Brady A support]

Brady: Um, Nah?

Nah: Yes, Brady?

Brady: Is it just me, or have you been following me around constantly the last few days?

Did you, uh... need something?

Nah: Do I need to need something to be around you?

Brady: Are ya talkin' legally? 'Cause then I guess not.

Nah: Also, I'll be introducing myself as your little sister from now on. Just so you know.

Brady: Wait, what?

Nah: I always wanted a nice, protective older brother.

I'd say rescuing me from drowning qualifies you as nice and protective, no?

Brady: Yeah, but not as your brother!

Nah: Oh, don't worry. I'm sure you'll fall into the role with practice.

Brady: That's not the... Gah, I don't even...

Nah: Plus I still feel so terrible for thinking my poor, misunderstood brother was scary.

I'll make it up to you from here on as your doting and adorable little sis!

Brady: I told ya! Ain't nothin' to make up for!

Nah: Every debt left unpaid is a threat to the stability of human-manakete relations.

Brady: That your overblown way of saying you're too stubborn to back down on this?

...Fine, then. Do what you want.

But ditch the brother-sister stuff! Folks might get the wrong idea.

Nah: ...Oh, all right. It's a grave shame, but I'll concede the point.

Brady: Well, now that that's settled. See you around, Nah.

Nah: But I make no such concession with regards to following you around!

Brady: ...Uh, hold on just a second here.

Nah: I intend to stay by your side until I manage to repay my debt to you.

Brady: Y-yeah, but there's gotta be SOME exceptions! Right?

Like, I don't really want ya following me where I'm headed now...

But which I mean I expressly forbid ya from following me! Got it?!

Nah: What? Why?! Where are you going?

Brady: To take a bath!

Nah: Eep! S-sorry! I'll, um... I'll see you around, Brady!

[spoiler=Nah/Brady S support]

Nah: So, where are we headed today, Brady?

Brady: "We" aren't headed anywhere.

Were you really planning on following me around all day again?

Nah: Well, of course!

Brady: You don't think that's going a little far?

Already told ya I release you from any debt you think you owe and all that malarkey.

Nah: Don't be silly. That's not why at all!

It's only natural we should be together. We're a couple.

Brady: A couple of what?

...Er, and since when?

Nah: Well, we spend all this time together, but you say we're not siblings.

Brady: 'Cause we ain't!

And what kind of crazy jump gets ya from there to being "a couple"?!

Nah: Haven't you felt all the envious looks around camp?

The others can't help but long for the sort of passion we share!

Brady: Gah! Is that why everybody's been leering at me everywhere I go?

Nah: They are NOT leering! ...They're celebrating our beautiful union.

Brady: Ugh, I feel like I'm losing my mind here! There IS no beautiful union!

And we ain't a "we"

Nah: You don't have to shout.

...Do you really hate me that much?

Brady: I never said that!

Nah: Then let's get married!

Brady: Slow down, would ya?! I need a little time to think here!

Nah: You're divorcing me?!

Brady: SLOW DOWN!

Nah: *Sniff* Used up and cast aside... Who will love poor Nah now?

Brady: Nobody used up anybody! Quit sayin' stuff what gives people funny ideas!

Nah: Oh! Remarriage, then?

Brady: I have the worst headache of my life right now...

Nah: Don't overexert yourself, Brady! You're in no condition to weather needless stress.

Please, I'm too young to be a widow!

Brady: Just... Can I have a minute here? A quiet one?

Nah: Don't worry, darling.

If it comes to that, I'll use a dragonstone to transfer my own life force to you.

Brady: ...Is that a thing? I didn't know you could do that.

nah: I've never tried it myself, but I heard my mother talk about it.

She said it was the stone's true power.

...Probably?

Brady: What was she, guessing?!

Nah: Even if she were, I'll make it work.

I'm prepared to give you half of my life. That's what love means to me.

Brady: Cheese and peanuts, this manakete love is heavy!

...Still, it feels pretty good to know someone cares that much.

Nah: Then let's tell everyone the ceremony's tonight!

I always wanted to be an eight o'clock bride!

Brady: Er, there ain't no chance I'm getting you to slow down on this, is there?

I'll finish the rest of Cynthia/Laurent and Nah/Brady before I go to sleep, so you won't have to wait long.

Edit: Updated the last of the supports.

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Since no one has claimed Female Avatar x Laurent-

[spoiler=C rank]

Laurent: Avatar?

Avatar:Hello, Laurent. Can I help you?

Laurent: There is something I wanted to discuss with you.

Avatar: Oh? Discuss away!

Laurent: Avatar,in your role as chief tactician, you always work alone. I was wondering if perhaps you might not be overburdened by your duties. Or if you might be in the need of a lieutenant. ...Such as myself.

Avatar: A lieutenant? Well, er...

Laurent: Simply put, I would like to assist you in your work, Avatar. If you are amenable,of course.

Avatar: Well, that sounds very helpful. If I need anything, you'll be the first to know.

Laurent: Excellent. Please, do not hesitate to summon me at any time.

Avatar: But you mustn't let this interfere with your other duties, all right?

Laurent:How do you mean?

Avatar; We can't have you running ragged at two jobs, now can we?

Laurent: An astute observation. I shall bear my own mental health in mind. But do not forget to ask me for help whenever you need it.

Avatar: Right. I won't Thanks, Laurent.

[spoiler=B rank]Laurent: Avatar? Is there anything I might help you with today?

Avatar: No, not really. I've got everything under control, thank you.

Laurent: Ah. A shame. Would you mind terribly if I watched you while you work?

Avatar: Er, no. I suppose not.

Laurent: Thank you.

Avatar: ...Right. Next I need to check our weapons and armor for wear...

Laurent: .....

Avatar: Okaaay, looks good. Next, take stock of our rations...

Laurent: .....

Avatar: Good! Okay, now what's next? ...Ah, yes. Formation drills for the front-line troops.

Laurent: Avatar?

Avatar: Yes? What is it, Laurent?

Laurent: You seem incredibly busy.

Avatar: Oh, this is nothing. Just a normal day of checking tasks off my list...

Laurent: Is your every waking moment truly filled with a never-ending series of chores? Unacceptable. Now I'm more determined than ever to learn what you do.

Avatar: Er, well, like I said, I don't mind you watching.

Laurent: Thank you, Avatar. I shall see you again.

[spoiler=A rank]Laurent: Avatar.

Avatar: Hello, Laurent.

Laurent: Hard at work, I presume?

Avatar: Yep. Just trying to get some of these chores done.

Laurent: You look exhausted, Avatar. Drawn, haggard, and deathly pale.

Avatar: Um, thanks? I guess I have been feeling a little worn dow- Whoops!

Laurent: And now you can barely walk without stumbling. This simply MUST crease! You have worked yourself to the very brink of total exhaustion.

Avatar: Oh, don't exaggerate, Laurent! I just slipped on a pebble.

Laurent: I'm not exaggerating. You're looking more Risen than human lately.

Avatar: It's just that... I have so much to do. Everyone is counting on me.

Laurent: That's why you must trust your friends. ...And in me. Allow me to shoulder at least a share of your burden.

Avatar: Laurent...

Laurent: I respect you tremendously, both as a tactician and a friend. But in this one area, I believe your judgement is suspect as best. You must face the facts and allow me to assist you with your work!

Avatar: Well, if you feel THAT strongly about it, I suppose I can't really say no...

Laurent: Finally I wring a concession from you! Now promise me you won't work so hard.

Avatar: All right, Laurent. I promise.

[spoiler=S rank]Laurent: Avatar, I'm finished here. Is there anything else I can do?

Avatar: No, I think that's it. Looks like all our chores are done for the day.

Laurent: I'm glad I'm able to assist and ensure you didn't overwork yourself.

Avatar: I'm glad, too... That scolding you gave me finally set me straight.

Laurent: I'm sorry if I spoke harshly. It was hardly my place.

Avatar: It's okay. I know it was all out of friendly concern.

Laurent: That was certainly part of it, yes. I care for my friends and hope to keep them well. But, in your case, it...goes deeper. You are...more than just a friend to me.

Avatar: What? ...What do you mean?

Laurent: In the beginning, I admired you solely as a tactician. My interest was professional. But as we've spent more time together, I've come to know you better... I see now what a wonderful woman you are as well... And that is why... I want to be with you. Forever. My dream is to be the man at your side from now until the end of days.

Avatar: Oh, Laurent! Nothing would make me happier!

Laurent: Excelsior!

CG: You've been an object of fascination since I first saw you...Would I be gladly spend my life investigating it.

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Got another support done last night.

[spoiler=SullyXGaius]

[spoiler=C]

Sully: Hey, hold up. I want a word with you, Chuckles.

Gaius: Meeeeeee?

Sully: Didn't I see you near my tent this morning? Kicking the pegs and lifting the tarp?

Gaius: Oh, was that your tent?

Yeah, I was admiring the handiwork. I always appreciate well-made canvas.

Sully: So listen. I'm missing a gemstone from my baggage. Now I want you to close your eyes and think very, VERY hard.

Did you see any dodgy characters skulking around the area? Thieves or the like?

Gaius: Hmm...Nope, can't say I did. But if I had, rest assured I'd introduce them to the sharp end of my dagger.

Sully: All right. But if you DO see something, you'll let me know. ...Right?

Aaaaaanything at all. Aaaaaanyone suspicious.

Gaius: Yes, of course I will.

......

Sully: Something wrong, Chuckles? You look like you just swallowed a lime.

Gaius: You know--and I really hate to say this--but I'm starting to think you suspect...me.

Sully: You damn well better not be accusing me of mistrusting a fellow Shepherd!

Gaius: Whoa, hold on! I was just thinking out loud! Put the sword away, if you please.

It's not a completely unreasonable assumption given my...profession. (Gaius leaves)

Sully: If a thief doesn't want to be suspected, he should stop skulking around like a thief...

[spoiler=B]

Sully: Hey, Chuckles. I've been looking for you.

Gaius: Hello, Sully. Slap anyone upside the head lately?

Sully: Not yet, but the day is still young.

So, um, I found my missing jewel. It turned up in a magpie's nest. Stupid thing must have flown into my tent and taken the first shiny bit it saw.

Gaius: Well, I'm glad that case is all tied up with a big bow.

Sully: So, listen. I owe you an apology. I left the tent flap open after all. And the first thing I did was come looking for you. Anyway...sorry.

Gaius: All water under the bridge. And, uh... Well, maybe I was wrong to take umbrage at your questions. I mean, I AM a thief. Taking things is kind of in the job description.

Sully: I've always prided myself on judging people fairly and without prejudice. But as soon as I saw my gem was missing, you were the first person I thought of.

Gaius: Well, it's not like Chrom or Lissa would be ransacking your things, now is it? Suspicion and a lack of honor are just all part of the thieving game.

Sully: "Honor is of the body; hone the body, and honor shall grow strong."

Gaius: I'm sorry, what was that?

Sully: It's a portion of the knight's code. The one I strive to follow every day. Basically, if you work your butt off, you can train both body and honor.

So if your worried about honor, don't be. I'll train the shiftiness right out of you.

Gaius: I don't know. Exercise is more of a knight thing. We thieves need our downtime.

Sully: You'll have plenty of downtime in the grave, Chuckles. We start tomorrow. At dawn. In the training yard. Oh, and maybe bring a bucket or something to puke in.

Gaius: Oh dear.

[spoiler=A]

Sully: I told you to drop and give me 50, maggot, but it looks like you just dropped!

Gaius: *Pant, pant* Can't...we...take...a break? I'm feeling...dizzy. Wine. I need...wine and bread. And some...cheese...

Sully: What's that, maggot? I can't heeear you! Now get up. Warm-ups are finished-- it's time to start training for real!

Gaius: Oh, for the love of all that's holy! Please, have mercy... Urk...A-all right. I'm up. Wobbling, but up. What's...next?

Sully: Good, Gaius. Very good.

Gaius: Wh-what?

Sully: I pushed you as hard as I knew how, but you still haven't given up. Everyone else who attempted my training had run home to Mommy at this point.

Gaius: If I knew running away was an option, I would have fled long ago.

Sully: Heh. You're just saying that. I can see in your eyes that you're ready for more!

Gaius: The only thing I'm ready for is death's sweet embrace...

Although now that I have my breath back, perhaps I could do another round. Truth be told, this exercise has a way of lifting a man's spirit's.

Sully: Oh? Do they need lifting?

Gaius: I often brood about my misspent youth, when I was but a mere bandit. Mayhap there is something to this "good for the body, good for the soul" flapdoodle.

Though more likely, I'm just too tired to think clearly.

Sully: Or maybe my training is actually taking effect. This is great, Gaius. Look how much you're learning!

Tomorrow we meet an hour before dawn-- we have a lot to get through.

Gaius: Argh. Please tell me that today was not just a primer for the horror to come...

(I can't believe I'm actually starting to enjoy this madwoman's company.)

Sully: Stop mumbling, maggot! You've still got 23 laps to go!

Gaius: Right!

[spoiler=S]

Gaius: *Gasp* *pant* W-well, Sully...? Can we...call it a day...?

Sully: What...*pant* ...are you talking about... We're... just getting starting...

Gaius: Except...you're sounding... a wee bit...pooped yourself... *pant*

Sully: No, you're...*wheeze* ...imagining it...

Gaius: *Cough, cough* Ungh... This is... ridiculous... wh-why can't I breathe...?

Sully...I've...got something...important to ask you...but...

Sully: Important...?Like...what?

Gaius: Th-the thing is...I can't ask while we're...wheezing like a pair of asthmatic bellows.

Sully: I-it's okay... I always... *gasp* important conversations...like this.

Gaius: If...if you insist...

Here...this is *pant* for you... Sorry... Can't lift it...

Sully: It's...a ring?

Gaius: *Gasp* Yeah... I want you to... marry me...

Sully: What? Wh-why...me...?

Gaius: B-being...with you... *wheeze* gives me strength... to face... the horrible past... Long explanation... More complicated...

Can't...get into it...now...

Sully: *Wheeze*

Gaius: *Pant* I know...this is...out of the blue and all, but...

Sully: I...accept.

Gaius: Eh? *cough* *splutter* Y-you do?

Sully: You're...the first...to survive my training...this far. I think...there's no limit...to how far we can... *pant* go together...

Gaius: S-sorry about...the proposal... Wanted...candles...and harp music...

Sully: N-no...it's...it's perfect...*splutter*

Gaius: How...so...?

Sully: N-normally...*pant* things like...pride and shame...tie our tongues...

But...now that...we're at death's door...we can speak...from the heart.

Gaius: Hah ha-- *gasp* *splutter* You might be...right...

Sully: I know I'm right...

Gaius: I...I think I'm...starting to get my breath back.

Sully: Whew...Yeah, so am I.

......

Soooooo...

Gaius: Yeaaaah...

Sully: Ready for another 10 laps?

Gaius: Sounds great!

Next up is Panne/Stahl and the rest of Sumia/Cordelia.

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So here is Tharja X Kellam and Nowi X Vaike!

Tharja X Kellam

C

Tharja: Now where did I put that...

Kellam" Looking for something?

T: ...! The last person who snuck up onme like that isn't a person anymore. How do you stay so quiet? Is ita spell of some kind?

K: Um, no. Not that I know of, anyway.

T: Right. Well, nice talking to you,quiet man. Now if you excuse me, I have a letter to mail.

K: Oh! I'm here to mail a letter, too.Can I give you a hand?

T: ...I know how to mail a letter. Ijust hope the postmen are still going to Plegia.

K: Hmm. I imagine they would, but it ishard to say for certain. Why Plegia? Is that where your family lives?

T: Yes.

K: I suppose you're worried about them,huh? I worry about mine a lot.

T: I come from a family of powerfulmages. They can usually take care of themselves. But times likethese... Well, who knows?

K: A family of spellcasters? Oh, wow. Ibet they're safe as houses!

T: I hope so...

B

K: Say, Tharja?

T: Agh! What did I say about sneakingup on me? Next time, I'll turn you into a newt.

K: I wasn't sneaking, honest! Thatsjust how I walk. Anyway, I came to give you this. It arrived in themorning post.

T: A letter? For me? Give it here.

K: ......

T: Oh, good.

K: Is it your family? Are they allright?

T: … Are you still here?

K: I was just anxious to sknow thenews.

T: Wht do you care about my family?It's kind of creepy. But if you must know, it's from my parents, andeveryone is just fine.

...And your family?

K: Um, nothing yet. I've been cominghere every morning, but... yeah. My eldest brother has a wife, andthey usually answer right away. But this time, I don't know...

T: I can check for you.

  1. mean, if you want.

K: How?

T: I'm a mage, quiet man. There's notmuch we can't do.

K: Gost, would you really? That wouldbe a load off my mind!

T: Sure. Now, tell me about thisbrother of yours, and omit no detail. If I'm missing improtantinformation, the spell might go... horribly wrong.

K: *Gulp* Um... D-does that happen alot?

A

K: Hey, Tharja?

T: Argh!

… That's it. Newt time for you.

K: I'm sorry! I tired not to startleyou! I clanked two pots together and everything! P-please don't turnme into a newt...

T: Oh, all right. I'll give you anotherchance. Anyway, I assume this means you've heard from your brother?

K: That's right! He was in a refugeecamp, just like you said. His letter says he and his family evacuatedto avoid fighting. I'd still be looking for him if not for you.

T: Don't worry about it.

K: Also, if sounds like he and his wifehas a little baby boy. Which makes me an uncle, I suppose.

T: Hee. That's good news.

K: Um...

T: What?

K: N-nothing. I've just never seen yousmile before. It's nice, is all.

T: Maybe I'll turn you into a newtafter all...

S

T: Kellam?

K: Gah! Y-you scared me! How did yousee me?

T: Heh. At least, revenge for all thetime you crept up on me... I just had to modify a little invisibilityspell I've been working on.

K: Gosh. It must be handy being able touse magic like that.

T: Here. I brought you something.

K: What is it?

T: It's a charm. It protects the wearerfrom misfortune and bad luck. I made a big pile and had some spares.I thought you could give it to your nephew.

K: Aw, thanks! My brother and his wifewill be so excited! You've been so nice to me, Tharja. I don;t knowhow to repay you.

T: I had some left over, that's all.Don't freak out.

K: So actually, I have something foryou, too. It's... Well, here.

T: ...A ring? Did you win this at acarnival or something?

K: I like you, Tharja. You're smart, andpretty, and you've been good to me and mine. Anyway, I've beenthinking that maybe you and me could... be together?

T: You are very strange, quiet man. ButI suppose I'm not exactly the harvest-festival queen myself.

K: Don't say that! You're prefect!

T: Now I know there's something wrongwith you. But alright. Let's get married and make a strange life forthe both of us.

K: Wonderful! I can't wait to tell my brother the good news!

Nowi X Vaike

C

Nowi: *sniffle*

Vaike: Hey! What'sall the snifflin' about?

N: Oh,n-nothing...

V: Ha! You can'tfool the Vaike! I'm a master of psych... Er, psik... Ya know. MindStuff!

N: I had afrightening dream.

V: A nightmare,eh? What about? Beasts? Ghouls? Snaggletooth witches?

N: I was allalone. Everyone had left me. Even Chrome and [Avatar].

V: Well, that'squite a dream! Chrome and [Avatar} would never do that! Heck, noshepherd would do that!

N: But in onehundred years you will. You'll all be gone.

V: Oh. Well, Iguess so, yeah.

N: Then I WILL bealone! Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!

V: Look, ya can'tgo weepin' over what might happen a hundred years from now! Ya gottalive in the present and have fun while ya still can.

N: That's easiersaid than done.

V: If you've gottime to brood about the future centuries, you've got time to havefun. In fact, let's play a game right now! How about HeadlessSoldier?

N: Yaaay!

B

N: Okay, I thinkI've got it this time... PLTHTHTH... PSZZZTHTHTH

V: BWAHAHA! That'sthe worst whistlin' I've ever heard! Here, let me show ya again...

N: No! I've almostgot it. Listen... PLSHTHTHTHTH... *splutter*

V: Ya sound like acamel that swallowed bagpipes. But you're lucky. You got all the timein the world to practice.

N: Lucky? I don'tsee what is so great about it.

V: Gallopin'geldings, what I wouldn't give for an extra century or two! Then Iknow I could make my dream come true!

N: Dream? Whatdream?

V: To become thegreatest warrior in the land and to help the children of my old slumtown. T want to improve their lot so they can help pull up folksaround 'em. By the time I'm done, I'll have made life better forEVERYONE!

N: Oh! What awonderful dream!

V: I was inspiredby the exalt. She made a speech in my town once, see? But the thingis, I don't have enough time to make that happen. If I had a fewextra decades, I might be able to make something of it.

N: Hey, I have anidea! If you die before you fufill your dream, I'll take over! Withthe two of us together, I know we could make it come true.

V: Really? You'ddo that for 'Ol Teach?

A

N: *Siiiiiigh*

V: Aw, come on!You're too young and pretty to be mopin' like this!

N: Vaike, I'molder than you... MUCH older.

V: Yeah, I know.But you're still a kid at heart, right? Anyway, what's the matter,another scary dream?

N: The thing is,Vaike, I really like you. And that makes me sad. *sniff* Because itmeans I'm really gonna miss you when you're gone!

V: hey, don't buryme yet! And besides, you'll be helpin' me with my dream. It's likehavin' me right there!

N: I promised todo that, and I will. But it's going to be so awful and sad and... andlonely without you. And then everyone else is gonna go away and...and... WAAAAAAH!!!

V: H-hey now!Don't start cryin', Nowi! I ain't goin' nowhere.

N: Promise?*sniff*

V: Guarantee it!So wipe away those tears and let's start enjoyin' the day!

N: Th-thanks,Vaike. I feel better.

V: Har har! That'smore like it!

S

N: hey Vaike, isit true that you'll never leave me?

V: This again?Look, Nowi! I promised, didn't I? How many times are you gonna askthe same question?

N: I'm sorry, ButI just can't help thinking it's a promise you wont be able to keep.

V: All right, allright1 One more time. I vow to never leave you- cross my heart!

N: Oh, thank you,Vaike! As long as YOU'RE with me, I'll never be lonely!

V: My company'sthat good?

N: Sure is!

V: Well then,uh... Maybe You'd do me the honor of accepting this.

N: Oh, a ring! Howpretty!

V: Now you don'thave to ask if I'm leavin' you again. This proves I'll stay.

N: It... provesit?

V: That's right.It means I'll be your friend and stay by your side forever.

N: But what about-

V: Yes, even afterI'm worm food! All ya have to do is close your eyes, hold this ring,and imagine me. Next thing ya know, I'll be standin' right next toya! So stop worrin', all right?

N: Th-thank you, Vaike. Youhave... no idea what this means to me... *sniff*

V: Aww, don'tstart cryin' again!

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Okay I'm serious now when I say these should be the last of my supports. I forgot I had Lucina x Kjelle siblings to do as well.

Lucina x Kjelle (Siblings)

C Support

Kjelle

This place is a mess. I really should straighten up more...often...

Is that a...AAAAAAUGH!

Lucina

Gods, I've never seen Kjelle run so fast! Are we under attack?!

Kjelle! What happened back there? ...Are you alright?

Kjelle

L-Lucinaaa!

Lucina

Breathe, Kjelle. Calm down and tell me what happened.

You have nothing to fear now that I'm here.

Kjelle

B-b-bug! A bug!

Lucina

...A bug? ...As in...an insect?

Kjelle

As in a huge, horrid nightmare, with repulsive hairy legs... It's TERRIBLE!

Lucina

You're telling me all of your screaming and flailing was over an INSECT? *sigh*

I thought the Risen had come. You could have sent the camp into panic.

Kjelle

AAAAAH! It's back! And it can fly?! S-stay back! Don't come close, fiend!

Lucina

Come now, I don't see what all the fuss i-EEEEEK!

Kjelle

See? SEE?! It's the stuff of nightmares!

Now hurry up and kill it! Kill it with fire magic or whatever have you!

Lucina

Oh, no-I'm not going near that thing! It's HUGE!

Kjelle

WHAT?! What happened to having nothing to fear now that you're here?

How do you plan to save the future if you can't even fell one wretched insect?

Lucina

Those two things are not related in the slightest.

And what good is all your training if you're scared of a bug?

Kjelle

I've not trained for the horrors that come with touching something like that!

Look, you're the older one! You do it!

Father told you to protect your little sister, didn't he?

Lucina

Er, well, I suppose he did... *sigh* All right, I'll...do something about it.

Kjelle

I knew I could depend on you, Lucina! Three cheers for the once and future exalt!

Lucina

...You're a royal, too, you know? It wouldn't kill you to show a bit more spine.

Kjelle

Hey, now's your chance! It just crawled into a corner behind the shelf!

Lucina

It's too dark. I can't see it...

Kjelle

You'd best light up Falchion. Then once you spot it, strike!

Lucina

Falchion isn't some common pitchfork, Kjelle! It's a blade of legend!

Kjelle

All right, all right. At ease, Lucina. I'm sorry I...

AHHHHH! It's airborne again! Take cover!

Lucina

As formidable a foe as it may be, I won't allow it to set a single hair leg on you!

Kjelle

Go, Lucina, go! GET HIM!

Chrom

What in the name of...? What are you two doing in here?!

Lucina

F-Father?

Kjelle

Father!

Chrom

Honestly, you two. All that commotion over a silly insect? What were you thinking?!

Kjelle

Sorry...

Lucina

I'm sorry, Father...

Chrom

Just see that it never happens again.

Kjelle

Of course he would be the one to get it. He's unshakable.

Lucina

It's true. Although, he was a lot less calm when it came to scolding us...

Kjelle

Heh, are you still down about that? I actually had a lot of fun.

I can't remember the two of us ever getting in trouble like that before.

It felt like... I don't know, like we were a normal family for a second there.

Lucina

Heh. I confess, it did have its moments...

B Support

Lucina

...Kjelle.

Kjelle

Mmm?

Lucina

You know what I'm about to say, don't you?

Kjelle

...Be sure to wash Falchion after I'm finished cutting this apple?

Lucina

DON'T use Falchion to cut apples in the first place, you dolt!

Kjelle

Eep! S-sorry! I'm sorry!

Lucina

You had best be more than just sorry...

That sword is a national treasure of Ylisse and a final memento of my father.

Would you use the last earthly remembrance of your dead father to cut FRUIT?!

You've shamed the weapon that build your very homeland!

Kjelle

Well, you've seen for yourself how big the apple is. And with no other knives around...

B-besides, I've never touched the sword before. I...I suppose I got curious.

Lucina

......

Kjelle

So, a-are you... Yes, you're angry.

Lucina

You've never held Falchion before?

Kjelle

Not really, no. In the future, you always kept it by your side.

And since we've been back here, I've maybe moved it from tent to tent once or twice.

Lucina

Then we don't know if you have the potential to wield it.

Kjelle

Wait, it takes a special person to use it?

Lucina

I see there is much you do not know.

This blade was forged with Naga's power and steeped in the exalt's bloodline.

Only a select few are able to wield it, even among the Ylissean royal house.

Kjelle

Huh. Quite particular, I see...

Though I'm not surprised you're one of them, Lucina.

Lucina

You may well be another, Kjelle.

I'm mortified we've come this far without ever putting it to the test.

Kjelle

Well, it would be quite an honor to wield such a divine weapon.

A powerful warrior with a mystical sword... It's the stuff dreams are made of!

Lucina

Mostly I'm ashamed I never stopped to consider it.

If you are, in fact, among Falchion's chosen, that is knowledge we need.

There may come a time when it proves necessary for you to take it up.

Kjelle

Like...if you're too busy?

Lucina

Like if I'm dead, Kjelle.

Having someone able to wield it even after I'm gone would be a considerable asset.

We must use any means at our disposal to ensure the future is saved.

Now let's go put it to the test.

Kjelle

......

Lucina

Kjelle?

Kjelle

Forget it. There's no way the sword would choose someone like me.

Lucina

You don't know that until you try.

You yourself just said you wished you were able to wield it. So let's-

Kjelle

I said NO! I'm not doing it! Don't make me...

Don't make me practice for your death, Lucina!

Lucina

...I understand how you feel, but we must be practical about this.

We cannot afford to lose this war. No matter what happens or who dies.

Kjelle

You think I don't know that?! But it's not... It's just not that simple for me, all right?

What, are you planning to leave me, too? First my parents and now you?

Lucina

Not by choice, Kjelle. Never by choice.

...But there are no guarantees in war.

Kjelle

And that's supposed to make me feel better?!

If it means you dying, I don't want anything to do with Falchion!

And if you make me try, I'll...I'll just use it to chop more apples! Hmph!

This is pointless. I'm leaving.

Lucina

Kjelle...

She sure is stuck on this whole apple business...

A Support

Kjelle

Lucina, is this, uh... Do you have a minute?

Lucina

What's wrong, Kjelle? Why the serious face?

Kjelle

I want you to help me see whether or not I can wield Falchion.

Lucina

Huh? You were so dead set against it. What changed?

Kjelle

I did, I suppose. I thought about everything you said...

About how we need to win this war by any means necessary.

I was running away from that truth and from my duty as a chid of the exalted bloodline.

But like you said, we need to be practical about this. ...So will you help me?

Lucina

Of course.

I'll make the necessary preparations immediately.

All right. I want you to strike at that log as if it were the enemy.

If you lack the potential to wield Falchion, its blade will be dull as a stone.

You will scarce knock the park off your target.

However, if you are among the blade's chosen, the log will be cleft in two.

Kjelle

......

Lucina

Here. Take Falchion.

Kjelle

All right... Here we go...

Hey, wait. What am I going to do if this DOES work?

...No. I'll worry about that later. No more doubts. This is part of my duty...

Here I go!

RrrAAGH!

......

...Huh? I didn't feel anything.

Lucina

...The log is unscathed.

I'm sorry, Kjelle. It seems you've not been chosen to wield Falchion.

Kjelle

......

Lucina

Don't take it too hard. This doesn't change who you are.

You're still my sister, a daughter of Chrom, and a princess of Ylisse. Don't let this-

Kjelle

...Pffft. Heh heh ha ha ha!

Lucina

Kjelle?!

Kjelle

Ah ha ha ha, I'm s-sorry, it's just... I was so worked up, I...

I completely missed! I missed the log! Ah ha ha! How embarrassing!

Lucina

...Heh. Heh heh. *ahem*

Do try to be serious, Sister. You're making me laugh...

*Sigh* I suppose we both got a little too wrapped up in this whole Falchion matter.

It wound up souring the air between us, almost as if we'd been quarreling.

I far preferred that night we got in trouble for the giant bug...

Kjelle

Oh, me too! ...Though at least this helped me firm up my resolve.

Not doing what I can out of fear that the people I love might die is just...cowardice.

If something should happen to you, I swear to keep fighting to the bitter end.

But I still have no intention of letting that happen. The pain is too much to imagine.

SO let me protect you. It's the least your sister can do!

Lucina

I fear I, too, was running. I was afraid to make you a promise.

But no more. I swear to you, here and now, that this war will not claim me.

I refuse to leave you all alone, Sister, nor allow any harm to come to you.

We will survive this together. We will forge a future of our own making.

Kjelle

It's a promise!

Lucina

So it is sworn on Falchion.

...Oh, blast! I completely forgot that I'm on cooking duty tonight.

Sorry, but I must be going.

Kjelle

Ah, wait! Lucina, you forgot Falchion!

...So much for not leaving me all alone.

Guess it's just you and me, sword.

How's about one more swing for the road, seeing as I'll likely never touch you again?

Hrrnngh... YAAAAH!

......

...Heh. Not a scratch.

You'd just better do a damned good job of looking after my sister, understand?

If Lucina dies, you're getting demoted to royal fruit knife. Don't think I won't do it!

...All right. I'd better get you back to her.

Chrom

...Hmm? What's this log? Was someone training?

Hmm, split perfectly in two. I've never seen such a clean cut before...

EDIT:

Aaaaand I hit post instead of preview. Give me a moment and I'll throw in Frederick x Cynthia.

EDIT 2: Okay here it is.

Frederick x Cynthia

C Support

Cynthia

Now then, let's see what the flowers say. Option one, option two, option three...

Frederick

Cynthia? Why are you plucking the petals off that poor dandelion?

Cynthia

Oh, hello, Father! You're just the person I wanted to see!

I'm using flower fortunes to choose an entrance flourish for the next battle!

Buuuut I'm still having problems deciding, so I need to know what you think.

Frederick

Dear, I don't know anything about flower fortunes OR "entrance flourishes."

Cynthia

Well then, let me must lay them out, and you can decide what sounds best.

The first option is to ignite a huge plume of purple smoke and come racing out of it!

Frederick

...Oh.

Cynthia

Option two is to step onto the field amidst a shower of fluttering violet petals..

Frederick

I...see.

Cynthia

Option three is to suddenly burst out of a farmhouse in the middle of the battlefield!

Frederick

......

Cynthia

So, what do you think, Father? Which would you prefer?

Frederick

Well, I suppose if I had to choose... Maybe the falling-petals one?

Cynthia

Wait, truly? Well, THAT'S a surprise! I didn't think it was your style at all.

But if that's what you want, I'll start collecting petals!

Frederick

Cynthia, this entrance you're planning... It isn't for me, is it?

Cynthia

Of course it is, silly! Why else would I ask your opinion?

Hee! I'm surprised you chose the flowers, but I'm glad you did. It's my favorite!

Frederick

N-no, wait! Just a moment!

*Sigh* ...What have I gotten myself into?

B Support

Cynthia

I am SO sorry, Father.

Frederick

I should hope you are! You nearly buried me alive under all those blasted petals!

Cynthia

I know. I asked Mother to help out, and we ended up collecting thousands!

Frederick

You roped Sumia into helping you with this ridiculous project?

Cynthia

Of course! We wanted to do something special for our dear father and husband!

But you DID look really dashing and heroic out there in the field!

...At least, you would have, if anyone could have seen ou in that blizzard of petals.

Frederick

Well, in any case, there are to be no more entrance flourishes. Understood?

Cynthia

Aww, but I had SO many more wonderful ideas!

...Can I at least pick a special catchphrase for you to shout at the start of battle?

Frederick

Cynthia! War is a serious business. We're not playing games out there.

Cynthia

...I-I know. I'm so sorry.

I just want to make you happy and give us something fun to talk about and...

Oh, pegasus poop! I just don't know what to do!

I mean, what ARE fathers and daughters supposed to do together?

Frederick

Cynthia, don't be silly.

You don't have to make such an effort to think o fun things for us to share.

Just spending time with you is enough for me.

Cynthia

Truly? Just...being together is enough?

Frederick

Of course.

Cynthia

Oh, Father! You're SUCH a great guy! It's no wonder Mother fell in love with you!

Even if you're just being polite, you're doing it because you like me! You're the BEST!

Frederick

Unnngh... Cynthia... D-don't hug...so tight... Can't b-breathe... C-crushing...ribs...

A Support

Cynthia

Father! Will you brush my hair? Pleeease?

Frederick

Er, I'm sorry, Cynthia, but I'm a little busy at the moment...

You haven't left my side lately... Are you sure you don't have other things to do?

Cynthia

Well, you said spending time with me was fun! Riiight?

Hey, why don't you come to town with me? We'll spend the whole day together!

Frederick

Er...now?

Cynthia

Yes, now! We'll walk the streets and visit the market and hold hands the whole time!

Then we can find a tasty cake shop and when evening falls we can go caroling and-

Frederick

All right, Cynthia, that's enough now.

Look, I know we're family, but even family needs time apart sometimes.

Cynthia

-and eat pie, and it'll totally be the best day ever!

Frederick

Are you even listening to me?

Cynthia

You...will remember me, won't you Father? Even once the Cynthia of this world is born?

Frederick

......

Cynthia

You see, I DO understand how this time-travel stuff works.

I know you're not my real father. That man exists in another history.

So as soon as the me from this time is born, I promise to leave you alone.

It's just that...until that happens, I want us to spend as much time together as we can.

Then, when you have a proper family, at least we'll still have our memories.

Frederick

I... I didn't realize...

Cynthia

Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm ever so grateful for this time.

You've shown me what it's like to have a father, and you've been so nice to me.

But I know that, in the end, your love is meant for another me.

Frederick

*Sniff*

Cynthia

Father, are you...crying? Oh, silly!

I didn't mean to make you sad... It's nothing to be sad about!

Besides, e can't very well have my hero all teary eyed, can we?!

I don't want to remember you like this. I want to remember you how you really were.

Strong, and kind, and brave... My father, my hero...and my friend.

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I hope it's okay to put this here, if not then I'm sorry for being idiot.

Here's the chapter 11 bonus scene between Chrom - Avatar(F) and the two years later scene -

[spoiler=Chapter 11 bonus scene]Chrom - Avatar...

Avatar - What's wrong, Chrom? You look so serious.

Chrom - I...I think I owe you an apology. This wasn't your war to fight.

Avatar - But I chose to fight it.

Chrom - All I've been thinking about is stopping Gangrel, no matter the cost. Even my own life would not have been too high a price to pay.

Avatar - It would have been for us! ...And for me.

Chrom - I've been thinking a lot lately, about everything. And about you, Avatar. In many ways, you're the best fighter I've ever known...and the best friend. You are a special woman, and I...I wonder if you think of me as more than your leader?

Avatar - I think of you as a great man, and...dear to my heart.

Chrom - I never want to let you go, Avatar. Does that make me selfish?

Avatar - If so, then let me be selfish, too. I would be with you, always.

Chrom/Avatar - ....

Chrom - Avatar?

Avatar - Yes, Chrom?

Chrom - We met under unusual circumstances, but lives have been made from far less. My sister always followed her heart, so now I'm going to follow mine... What I want to ask you.... Well, what I mean is.... Will you marry me?

Avatar - ...Yes.

Chrom - Ha ha! With a word you've made the happiest man in all the realm! Now I'll need to ask for a bit of patience for the near future... My first duty must be to heal the scars of war and assume my role for the people. But then, we can begin our life together.

Avatar - That's all right. I'm a tactician, remember? I'll figure something out.

Chrom - Thank you.

Avatar - I can't help but think back to the day we first met... Strange, isn't it, the way fate brought us together? I am a lucky woman to have met you, and luckier still now.

Chrom - I know together we can bring joy back to the royal palace. I'll do everything I can to make the castle a happy home for us...my love.

Avatar - My love.

[spoiler=Two Years Later scene]Avatar - Chrom...

Chrom - I know what you're thinking, Avatar, but we owe Regna Ferox a great debt. I must apprise myself of the facts there before deciding on a course of action.

Avatar - Nope, not what I was thinking. I was actually going to suggest we discuss strategy as we travel.

- CG of baby Lucina -

Chrom - B-but Lucina is newly born! She needs her mother now.

Avatar - You told me House Ylisse has a tradition of wet-nursing. And you and Lissa turned out rather well from where I stand. Lucina is a strong child; she takes after her father. The Brand in her left eye proves it.

Chrom - I'm not just worried about her. ...I'd worry about you as well.

Avatar - All the more reason to keep me close at hand, no? Together we can be more than we can alone, remember?

Lissa - Aw, let her come, Chrom! You could use her strategic thinking anyway.

Chrom - All right, Avatar. Just promise to stay safe. Lissa and I had Emm of course, but we lost our parents when were young. I want Lucina to grow up with her whole family around her.

Avatar - As do I. You have my word.

Here's another scene, the scene where we find who Marth really is and a little talk between family. I'm only putting the mother scene (in this case with Avatar(F)), I'm sorry for not getting everything. -

[spoiler=End of Chapter 13 scene/The mother part of the scene]- CG of Chrom finding out "Marth" is Lucina and having father/daughter moment -

Chrom/Lucina - ....

Chrom - Better, Lucina?

Lucina - Yes, Father... I'm sorry it just all rushed back at once.

Chrom - Father....

Lucina - Should I call you something else?

Chrom - No, it's just strange to my ear. ...I like it.

Lucina - ....Father! Heh heh....

Chrom - Hah! Yes, it will take some getting used to!

Avatar - I'm sorry-- Chrom?

Chrom - Hmm? Oh, Avatar. What is it?

Avatar - It's just that... You two are out here alone, and Marth is...crying. This is how ill rumors are born. I trust you, Chrom, but is there a reason you and Marth need to be alone?

Chrom - Can we tell her, Lucina?

Lucina - Of course.

Avatar - Lucina?!

Chrom - Avatar, this is going to come as a shock, but... I'll just say it: This is our daughter.

Avatar - ...What?! Have you gone mad?!

Lucina - It's true, Avatar. Please, look closely. Prove it with your own eyes by looking into mine.

- Lucina's brand CG shows -

Avatar - Ah! You have the Brand!

Chrom - The same Brand carried by all House Ylisse's bloodline.

Avatar - Lucina's eye bears the exact pattern....

Chrom - Do you see now?

Avatar - ....No, no I can't say that I do. If this is Lucina, what has befallen our baby back at the palace?

Chrom - Nothing. She's fine.

Lucina - Your Baby is right where you left her, and perfectly safe. I am her from another time. From a time that is yet to be.

Avatar - You mean...the future?

Lucina - Yes, more than 10 years hence. After history takes a dark and most destructive turn...

- CG of the future shows -

Avatar - .... My daughter...

Lucina - Yes, Avatar. Your daughter.

Avatar - You have grown into such a strong and beautiful woman... Chrom and I are truly blessed.

Lucina - Thank you...milady.

Avatar - Will you not call me Mother?

Lucina - I...thought you might mind.

Avatar - Of course not! I love you with all my heart!

Lucina - *Sniff* Oh, Mother...

- Lucina and Avatar hug -

Avatar - You are the finest daughter a woman could hope for, Lucina.

Lucina - Mother... Oh, I've missed you more than you'll ever know...

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Entirely off-topic, but I just had to make my amusement known. In Noire's support with Gregor as her father, we have this line from Gregor: "Oy! What a horrible night to have curse, yes?"

Score another reference for the localization team. XD

>_< Supports coming soon, promise!

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With permission from December Knight (who originally claimed the support), I present Tharja/Libra! Transcribed word-for-word, so if there are any typos, it's the game's fault.

Tharja x Libra

C Support

Tharja: Spoonful of frog's wart... One lizard tail... Cockscomb of a coal-black rooster...

Libra: What are you doing, Tharja?

Tharja: Trying to invent a spell that can change memories.

Libra: Is such a thing even possible?

Tharja: Well, I'll never know if you stand there and bother me, will I?

Libra: Ah, of course. I'll leave you to it. Er, but before I go, can I ask you one thing?

Tharja: Make it snappy.

Libra: How are you going to determine if the experiment is a success?

Tharja: I'll cast the hex on someone and see what happens. Same as always.

Libra: In that case, I would like to volunteer to be your test subject.

Tharja: Oh? A priest wants to sacrifice himself for the greater good? Shocker...

Libra: Unfortunately, my motives are largely selfish.

Tharja: Sure, whatever. I accept anyway. Just don't blame me if it all goes horribly wrong.

Libra: Er, is that a possibility?

Tharja: No curse is without danger. There's always a risk of harm- to body AND to soul.

Libra: I see. Then, I shall prepare for the worst, but hope for the best.

Tharja: Pray to whatever gods you believe in, Priest. ...This is going to be fun.

B Support

Tharja: I shall now attempt to cast the memory-transformation spell...

Libra: Ready when you are.

Tharja: We should act on a memory that won't affect your ability to fight in battle.

Libra: Something from my childhood would probably work best. For example--

Tharja: Hey! I'm calling the shots here. But, er, just for fun... If you could choose a new memory, what would it be?

Libra: I'd like to remember a time spent with doting parents in a warm, loving home. Could you conjure such a memory?

Tharja: That sounds positively nauseating. But who am I to criticize? Think hard about the scene... Visualize it in your mind's eye...

Libra: Ah! I can see it now!

Tharja: All right...here goes... ...Nmmm...mmm...nnngh... ...What? Th-This cannot be.

Libra: Is something wrong?

Tharja: ...Er, no! No, no, nothing at all. There, done. The hex is cast. Do you feel different?

Libra: Um, no, not really.

Tharja: Huh. Well, I guess it didn't work.

Libra: Maybe I'm the problem.

Tharja: No. It failed because I don't yet have the talent and knowledge. Er, but Libra. When I cast the hex, I saw... Well, I saw a terrible darkness in you. What was that?

Libra: ...Ah. I see. I tried to hide it from you, but it appears I failed. My hope was that your hex would extinguish it before you knew of it.

Tharja: So that's why you volunteered to be my guinea pig.

Libra: As I said, my motives were selfish. I'm sorry for using you like this.

Tharja: No skin off my back. But now I'm very interested in all that darkness festering inside you... If I could tap into it, it could power some truly intense hexes.

Libra: In that case, would you like to continue experimenting on me?

Tharja: Doesn't it scare you to go delving into that dark place?

Libra: I am beyond fear, dear Tharja. Nothing can terrify me.

Tharja: A lot of dark mages would take such a boast as a challenge.

Libra: Heh heh. Perhaps I'm not beyond fear after all.

A Support

Tharja: ......I...I saw it. I saw everything. I know what lies in the dark depths of your heart.

Libra: Then you know my most secret of secrets... That my parents believed I was possessed by demons and abandoned me. And you know the terrible price this inflicted on my soul.

Tharja: You were alone and loved by no one. An urchin, wretched and friendless. Until you found the faith and became a priest, your only memories are pain. ...I don't know how you manage to survive with such a burden.

Libra: Nor do I. But, strangely, now that you know of it, the burden has grown lighter. It's as if the very act of your witnessing my sorrows has blunted their power.

Tharja: When hearts and minds come together, they sometimes change each other. It's like a spell of sorts--if one side is transformed, the other is, too.

Libra: Perhaps your magical hex has somehow dispelled my darkness.

Tharja: Doubtful. I didn't cast anything of the sort. In any case, I can no longer use you as a test subject.

Libra: Why not?

Tharja: Because I have nothing further to learn from you. Once you know someone's secret pain, curses become a bit too easy.

Libra: That is unfortunate. I'd hoped I could help you more. Well, if you ever think of something else I might do, will you tell me?

Tharja: Maybe you should just focus on being happy for a bit, you know? Now you can face life without all that pain dragging you down. -leaves-

Libra: Yes... Hmm. Thank you, Tharja. I shall do just that!

S Support

Libra: Tharja? Might I have a word?

Tharja: What is it?

Libra: I wonder if you wouldn't mind looking into my heart once more.

Tharja: Why?

Libra: It will be easier for you to look than for me to tell you.

Tharja: You know, you priests can be very pushy when you want to be. Maybe this time I'll do more than look. Did you consider that? Maybe this time I'll plant a seed of terror in your soul.

Libra: Anytime you're ready.

Tharja: Wow, someone's serious today. All right, don't move...

Libra: I won't.

Tharja: ...... Wh-what is... I don't understand...

Libra: You looked into my heart, didn't you? You saw the feelings I have for you.

Tharja: Why did you make me do this?

Libra: When hearts touch, they affect each other. Much like a curse does, or so you said.

Tharja: I maybe said...something like that.

Libra: So how do you feel? Any changes in your heart? Any new yearnings or feelings?

Tharja: You seek to put a hex on MY heart? Y-you're a priest! How dare you!

Libra: Well, you started it.

Tharja: I most certainly did not.

Libra: Ah. Then the love I feel must have grown naturally from my own heart. And how is it YOU feel, Tharja? Because while priests can do many things, casting hexes is not one of them.

Tharja: Liar! You're lying! You have to be! O-otherwise...

Libra: Otherwise we have fallen in love with each other naturally.

Tharja: Are you sure this isn't a trick?

Libra: Love has no value if it is won by deception.

Tharja: Then I guess I have no choice but to believe my heart.

Libra: So if I were to offer this ring and propose marriage, would you accept?

Tharja: You had a ring all ready? That's rather bold, Libra.

Libra: Such fateful moments come but rarely in our lives. I did not want this one to pass me by.

Tharja: It's strange, but you seem completely different from the man whom I first met.

Libra: Different in a good way, I hope?

Tharja: ...Yes. Different in a very good way. And now you'll be the second-most important person in my life. ...After Avatar.

Libra: Um, well, I...suppose I can live with that?

I was also wondering, can we also post Paired Endings? Or is that a separate thing?

(minor edit, changed "Maeve" to "Avatar", I typed My Unit's name without thinking.)

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Morgan is hilarious... "But wait! There's more!" ....-dies laughing-

Check the A support for Morgan's infomercial skit. xD

FeMorgan/Brady - romantic

[spoiler=C support]Morgan:

Hey now, if it isn't Mr. Brady!

Brady:

Yeah? What do you want?

Morgan:

Oh, nothing! Just saying hi!

Brady:

Huh. Right. And just what were you doing, skulking about out here?

Morgan:

Skulking? Really, Brady, I was just picking a spot for a little afternoon nap in the sun. Or I would be if the sun came out. ...C'mon already, sun!

Brady:

Yeesh. Must be nice, not having a care in the world.

Morgan:

I've got my share of worries, same as the next person. Well, I did... I mean, I probably did? I assume I did at some point...

Brady:

If you gotta ASSUME that you did, then ya don't! Must be nice havin' all your troubles and painful memories wiped clean. Now that head of yours is all puppies and rainbows and unicorns all the time.

Morgan:

Yup! Pretty much!

Brady:

Aw, you're shinin' me on. Ain't no way an amnesiac can be that bubbly!

Morgan:

Well, yeah, I lost my memory, but I still have my father.

Brady:

Yeah, well... Just don't go thinkin' I trust you or anythin', understand?

Morgan:

What?! Why not? That's terrible!

Brady:

Because you could be an enemy spy, that's why not!

Morgan:

A spy? That's ridiculous! ......

Brady:

......

Morgan:

But hey, I guess I can't blame you.

Brady:

Wha--?!

Morgan:

Well, when you put it that way, with my convenient amnesia and all... I guess I am pretty suspicious! Ha ha ha!

Brady:

Aw, go suck a lemon!

[spoiler=B support]Brady:

*Huff* *pant*

Morgan:

Brady, are you all right?

Brady:

Oh it's...you... G-go away... *pant*

Morgan:

Just finished group maneuvers, eh? You look and sound exhausted.

Brady:

I'm f-fine!

Morgan:

I dunno. You look pretty pale.

Brady:

I s-said I'm FINE!

Morgan:

But you don't look fine, is the thing. Want me to rub your back for a bit?

Brady:

You'd like that, wouldn't you? You spy! But, oh no! Brady ain't letting you anywhere near his back!

Morgan:

I thought you started out as a priest, no? Shouldn't you be a little better at taking care of yourself?

Brady:

Hey, gimme a break! The point of being a priest is healing other people, not yourself! It's about sacrifice and all that malarkey. You're supposed to put yourself last!

Morgan:

Yeah, but if you pass out on the field, you're no use to anybody. You need to look out for yourself some if you want to help others, right?

Brady:

Q-quiet, you! Who asked you, anyway?!

Morgan:

Okay, okay! Don't go making yourself even more out of breath. Just stay put for a second. I'll get you some water.

Brady:

I ain't drinkin' nothin' you give me! And I never asked for your help, so make like bad pants and butt out! *Huff* *pant* *wheeeeze*

Morgan:

Oh, Brady...

[spoiler=A support]Morgan:

Braaaaaady... Brady-Brady!

Brady:

Ugh, not her again...

Morgan:

What? Why are you running?! Waaait for meeeeee! ...Ha-hah! Caught ya!

Brady:

Gah! What is with you, you crazy dame?!

Morgan:

I brought you a very special gift today!

Brady:

Eh?!

Morgan:

The perfect panacea for the 90-pound weakling! Ambrosia to the anemic! All in the latest thrilling installment of Morgan's Adventures in Nutrition!

Brady:

What, uh... What IS that red sludgy muck, exactly?

Morgan:

Lifeblood drained from a fell viper! It's sure to put the sheen back in your scales!

Brady:

Swear to Naga, if you get that stuff near me, I'll give ya what for!

Morgan:

But wait! There's more! Ta-daaah! Check it out! Bear gizzards! Put the stuff of bears in you! It's gotta be strong because, hey, BEARS! ...Am I right?!

Brady:

No way I'm touching that, neither!

Morgan:

Aww, no need to be shy just because they're exotic delicacies. This one's on the house!

Brady:

That ain't what I'm worried about! And stay back! Stay ba--lrghlrghlrgh?!

Morgan:

There's a nice Brady. Drink up now! Every...last...drop. Ooh, yeah! Feel those supercharged bear guts slip down the ol' gullet! And don't forget to wash it down with a tall glass of snake! Mmm, taste that predator!

Brady:

B-B-BLEAAARGLE! *cough* *hack!*

Morgan:

Well? Does it feel like it's working?

Brady:

*Cough* Even if it did, it ain't gonna work THAT fast! And just where do you get off thinkin' you can just-- Huh?

Morgan:

Hmm? Brady? Something wrong?

Brady:

Wh-what? What's going on?! I feel... I feel power welling up inside me! It's floodin' every inch of my body!

Morgan:

Now that's what I call fast acting!

Brady:

Amazing! I feel...healthy. Weirdly healthy! My body's not used to feeling this spry! This is... Wow! This feels incredible! Uh, thanks, Morgan. Really, thanks! I, uh... I guess I was wrong about you...

Morgan:

You're welcome!

Brady:

Hey, uh...sorry for all the hullabaloo earlier, yeah? I got all hung up on thinking you was a spy or something. What a loon I was!

Morgan:

Aw, everybody makes mistakes! Don't even worry about it.

Brady:

Well, if you're sure, then thanks. But boy howdy, you really do live in your own world, don't you? Guess all the goofball antics and meddling is sincere. You really do mean well!

Morgan:

Of course! I may not have my memories, but I can still be myself, and that's just who I am! At least, I'm pretty sure? Ha ha ha! Who knows, right? Oh, I slay me!

Brady:

Heh, you're one crazy number, Morg. But, yeah...in a good way.

[spoiler=S support]Brady:

Hey, uh, Morgan?

Morgan:

Something wrong, Brady? Not feeling well again?

Brady:

Nah, I feel fine. Great, actually, ever since you force-fed me horrible, horrible things.

Morgan:

Something else you need, then? Ooh! Maybe a limerick? There once was a man from Ylisse! Whose knickers were ever so--

Brady:

Er, no. That ain't it. I just... I wanted to apologize for doubting you all this time.

Morgan:

You already did apologize, silly!

Brady:

Yeah, but I wanted to do it again! I just wasn't sure it took last time.

Morgan:

Oh, you worry too much! And you weren't wrong to doubt me. Anyone would, given my circumstances.

Brady:

Eh, not quite anyone...

Morgan:

Hmm?

Brady:

If our roles was switched, you never would'a doubted me for a second. You'd have welcomed me with open arms. I'm sure of it...

Morgan:

Hmm... Yeah, I guess I would, huh? But that's just because I'm so spacey.

Brady:

No, it ain't! It's 'cause you're so kind!

Morgan:

Oh? Is that so?

Brady:

Look, I can't really explain it, but... Over the course of talking with you, and the chaos and the running and the whatnot... I kept picking up this thread of...kindness? Just real honest-like, ya know? Anyway, it made me... I don't know. I guess I kinda fell for ya, Morg.

Morgan:

Oh...Brady!

Brady:

No, I know! I know! This whole time, I been sayin' these terrible things to you! I swear, I'll make it all up to ya. Just gimme a chance! Please, doll! Lemme love ya!

Morgan:

*Sniff*... I... I don't... I mean... *sniffle*

Brady:

Huh? This, uh... This wasn't supposed to be one of them terrible things I said. ...C'mon, you're makin' me want to turn on the waterworks here, too!

Morgan:

I... *sniff* I can't...h-h-help it... I'm just so... So... Sooooo happy!

Brady:

What?! Y-you are? You sure got an odd way of showin' it!

Morgan:

I always wanted you to like me... That's why I kept my smile on, even... *sniff* Even when you were cold to me! Now, I... I... Oh, Brady! *sob*

Brady:

Gah! I'm sorry! I was a real Melvin, I know! Just please stop with the crying!

Morgan:

I'm...s-sorry... I'll stop... Just as soon as I'm not soooooo happyyyyyy! *sob*

Brady:

Oh, brother... I guess when you're this happy all the time, special occasions mean big meltdowns... This is going to take some gettin' used to, but if you're happy, then I'm happy!

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Again, this time with permission from Blumpen(who originally claimed the support), I present Maribelle/Vaike! Transcribed word-for-word, so if there are any typos, it's the game's fault.

Maribelle x Vaike

C Support

Maribelle: *sigh*

Vaike: Uh-oh. Something troublin' ya there, Maribelle? Cares got ya down? You can tell ol' Teach about it!

Maribelle: Oh, hello, Vaike...

Vaike: ...Wait, what? No fancy zinger? No swipes at your old friend Vaike? That ain't you at all! This must be some serious troubles, eh?

Maribelle: ......

Vaike: Aw, come on, Maribelle. What is it?

Maribelle: Vaike? Am I a...snob?

Vaike: ...Is THAT what you're so worried about? That kinda talk never seemed to bother you before. Why now?

Maribelle: So I AM a snob! Oh, I knew it! I've been thinking a lot about myself and my behavior lately. And you know what? I'm a snob! A sad, inexcusable woman who is proud and vain beyond her station...

Vaike: Whoa, hold on now! Don't be hasty. I mean, sure, when ya first got here, ya wouldn't even look at us normal folk--

Maribelle: Yes, but you were all SO uncouth! What with the stench of the slum about you.

Vaike: Now, see, there it is again. And just when I was startin' to think better of ya.

Maribelle: Better of...me?

Vaike: Today's the first time I've ever heard ya even consider you might be wrong. Dummy that I am, I thought for a moment ya might be changin' your ways... But I guess a tigress don't slip her stripes so easily, huh?

Maribelle: Pah! I hardly think it is YOUR place to criticize ME, miscreant!

Vaike: Yeesh! The tigress kept her claws, too!

B Support

Vaike: Whoa, look at them two fat, juicy apples! Luck is smilin' on ol' Teach today!

Maribelle: Vaike? Might I have a moment?

Vaike: Well, sure. What can I do for ya?

Maribelle: I was told that Chrom wagered his dessert on some game with you and lost. This simply will not do. Gambling in such times is beyond shameful!

Vaike: If there's shame in winning an apple fair and square, it's that it don't happen more often!

Maribelle: Enough! You've had your fun, but it simply is not done. Hand over the ill-gotten fruit.

Vaike: If ya want this apple, you'll have to earn it like I did--by rollin' the dice!

Maribelle: You wish me to gamble to show you that gambling is wrong? I believe you are missing the point...

Vaike: Well, all right. If you're too hoity-toity to toss dice with ol' Teach, then...

Maribelle: I am NOT hoipy toipy... Hatty totty... Oh, FINE. Just give me the dice.

Vaike: Har har! That's the spirit! Bit first, ya gotta say what YOU'RE wagering.

Maribelle: Oh, whatever. It does not matter. Whatever you like.

Vaike: Oh? Whatever I want, I can have of you?

Maribelle: Virtue and right always prevail in the end. I've no doubt how this contest will turn out.

Vaike: ...You ain't gambled much before, have ya?

A Support

Vaike: Er, Maribelle? Milady? Would ya mind givin' this to Chrom?

Maribelle: An apple? But I lost our bet...

Vaike: Right, and that's why ya had to join me for a drink in a common alehouse. Our wager's settled. This is just me havin' a change of heart. Don't worry, it's fresh. I got it yesterday. Paid for it with honest coin and everything.

Maribelle: Then am I to assume you have renounced your gambling ways?

Vaike: Well, I wouldn't go so far as to say that. Tomorrow's another day, eh?

Maribelle: Fair enough. Still, I must admit...it was quite interesting to dine with the masses. And I ended up with an apple as well... Perhaps by losing, I actually won out!

Vaike: Heh, you really didn't mind slumming it down with us common filth, eh?

Maribelle: It was an absolutely fascinating experience! All the smallfolk are each so very different... I didn't even mind the smell, after a time.

Vaike: Yeah, it didn't exactly go like I planned... I thought I'd teach you a lesson about how people take lookin' down your nose at 'em. But after ten minutes, you had 'em all charmed. They loved you like a sister! Maybe you ain't such a snob after all.

Maribelle: Perhaps not, tee hee. Oh but you simply MUST take me there again sometime. Do promise me, Vaike!

Vaike: Uh...sure? I guess?

Maribelle: Splendid! It's a date. Now I must find Chrom and deliver his apple. -leaves-

Vaike: ...The Vaike ain't wrong often, but maybe this time...I could be? Maybe I misjudged that woman...

S Support

Maribelle: ...Checkmate.

Vaike: Aw, donkey ears! Not again! These damn noble games are like stickin' hot needles in my brain!

Maribelle: Please. Tantrums are so unbecoming. ...Elderberry tea?

Vaike: Oh, er, sorry. ...Uh, milady. Tea would be...lovely.

Maribelle: Now don't gulp it down like a drowning fish! Sip gently... Let the palate savor it... You did say you wanted to acquire noble manners, correct?

Vaike: Somethin' like that, yeah. I figured if you can get along with commoners, I can learn to like nobles.

Maribelle: Your commitment is admirable. Now, what shall we have you do next? Hmmm...

Vaike: Hey, what about--

Maribelle: Tsk! I won our last wager, remember? Next we do whatever I say.

Vaike: Ya know, for someone so against it, you sure got fond of gambling quick!

Maribelle: This isn't gambling! It only counts if one wagers money or valuables... Speaking of which, perhaps you'd care to show me that thing you've been hiding?

Vaike: Wh-what? You mean this old thing? Aw, it's just--

Maribelle: It's a ring, is it not?

Vaike: Yeah, it's a ring. I ordered it special. Actually, it's... It's f-for you. ...Milady. It's...an engagement ring... You've got a sharp tongue, sure, but things are never dull when you're around... And old Teach just hates it when things are full! ...So I was thinkin' maybe--

Maribelle: *ahem* Vaike, I have decided how you can settle your debt from our last wager.

Vaike: ...yeah?

Maribelle: Give me that ring, and make me the happiest woman in all the realm! You may have lost the bet, but you have won my heart.

Vaike: Aw gladly, milady, gladly! ...Wait, you're saying you'll marry me, right?

Such a cute pairing, I loved this support a lot. x3

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