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With Male AvatarEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Avatar: ...Vaike? What are you up to out here?
  • Vaike: Eh? Me? Up to? Nothin'! Har har! Yessir, just a whooole lot of nothin'. Oh, lookie there! Pretty flowers! I sure do love me a pretty flower, don't you? Yep! Love 'em. All of 'em! ...Say, what's your favorite flower, Avatar?
  • Avatar: ...Okay, now I KNOW you're up to something.
  • Vaike: Har har! Nope, not me! Just lookin' at all them pretty flowers is all. Nice, ain't they?
  • Avatar: Liar. You're trying to see who's bathing in the spring over there.
  • Vaike: S-spring? There's a spring? Why, I had NO idea!
  • Avatar: Don't play dumb with me, Vaike! Now stop leering and get back to camp.
  • Vaike: Aw, come on now! You're a man! You know how it is! Don't you ever—
  • Avatar: No. I don't... Thank the gods.
  • Vaike: Right little goody two-shoes, ain't ya? Interrupting my fun just when... Oh, fine. Guess I'm done lookin' at flowers. But don't think you can keep me— Huh? What's that?
  • Avatar: That's Sully's horse isn't it? Gods, but it's a fierce-looking brute. Do you see how it's glaring at us? It's almost as if it thinks...
  • Vaike: IT'S GONNA CHARGE! RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIIIFE!
  • Avatar: B-but I didn't do anything! Gyaaaaaa!

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Har! It's the Vaike's lucky day! Sully's horse is dozin' away, and that meddling little—
  • Avatar: Meddling little...what?
  • Vaike: Blast! You again? Er, I mean... Oh, look! A four-leaf clover! Lucky me!
  • Avatar: For that lie to work, you actually need to have a four-leaf clover. You were spying on bathing women again, weren't you?! Don't deny it!
  • Vaike: I DO deny it! ...Besides, what are YOU doing skulkin' around the bushes?
  • Avatar: I was collecting elderberries. For tea. Not that it's any concern of yours! Now keep your voice down! You might wake Sully's devil steed.
  • Vaike: What do you care if it wakes? I'm the one he's got it in for.
  • Avatar: Not any more, thanks to you! Ever since that time I caught you snooping, the beast has made me its sworn enemy. If I get within half a league, it's after me like a hound from hell!
  • Vaike: Har har! So the beast has the evil eye for Lord Goody Two-Shoes himself? There's a word for that... What is it... Tip of my tongue... Oh, I know! ...IRONIC! HAR HAR!
  • Avatar: Frankly, being tarred with the same brush as you is punishment enough. In any case, neither of us want to be here if that horse wakes up. Come on, let's get back to camp.
  • Vaike: ...Curses, I truly thought today was going to be Vaike's lucky... Wait. That evil horse—it's gone!
  • Avatar: V-Vaike... D-don't turn around... It's right...behind you...
  • Vaike: It's...b-behind me? ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH! RUUUUUUUN! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S GOOD AND HOLY, RUUUUUUUUUUUUN!
  • Avatar: WHY MEEEEEEEEE?!

A SupportEdit

  • Avatar: Hey, Vaike. Why the long face?
  • Vaike: ...Oh. Hello, Avatar. So, uh...I've been thinkin'. The Vaike's caused ya a lot of grief. I feel bad about it.
  • Avatar: It's not like you to be so introspective. Why does it worry me...
  • Vaike: Well, I was having a bath—you know, down by the spring—and well... These ladies appeared outta nowhere and started pointin' and laughin' at poor Teach! I was stark naked, with my clothes hung up on the far side of the creek! I reckon they were gettin' revenge for those times I...accidentally spied on 'em.
  • Avatar: Huh.
  • Vaike: And that blasted horse was there, grinnin' like a rabid crocodile! It was humiliatin'!
  • Avatar: Well, that does sound unpleasant. Even if you only have yourself to blame. One might even call it... Oh, what's the word? Ah, yes: ironic! In any case, can we please assume you've finally learned your lesson?
  • Vaike: Yeah, now that I know what it's like to be the victim, the Vaike's spyin' days are over.
  • Avatar: Good. I think when you look back on this later, you'll be glad it happened. But, come. No use moping about what's done. The shepherds need their Teach. They need his passion and willingness to take on anything or anyone, damn the odds!
  • Vaike: Har har. Now that's the truth! ...You're all right, Avatar. A good friend through and through.
  • Avatar: You...consider me a friend?
  • Vaike: Darn right! You're in the Vaike circle of trust. Not many folk earn that privilege!...But now that we're friends and all, that means we can ask each other favors.
  • Avatar: Favors? Well, I suppose if there's something—
  • Vaike: I've given up spying, but I owe those girls a good scare! No one makes a mockery of Teach and gets away with it! So put on your thinkin' cap and brew up some kinda revenge scheme, okay? Maybe some way to dump puddin' on their heads or somethin'.
  • Avatar: Pudding, Vaike? Honestly?

With Female AvatarEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Avatar: ...Vaike? What are you up to out here?
  • Vaike: Eh? Me? Up to? Nothin'! Har har! Yessir, just a whooole lot of nothin'. Oh, lookie there! Pretty flowers! I sure do love me a pretty flower, don't you? Yep! Love 'em. All of 'em! ...Say what's your favorite flower, Avatar?
  • Avatar: ...Okay, now I KNOW you're up to something.
  • Vaike: Har har! Nope, not me! Just lookin' at all them pretty flowers is all. Nice, ain't they?
  • Avatar: Liar. You're trying to see who's bathing in the spring over there.
  • Vaike: S-spring? There's a spring? Why, I had NO idea!
  • Avatar: Don't play dumb with me, Vaike! Now stop leering and get back to camp.
  • Vaike: Aw, come on now! You don't understand! You a'int a man! Sometimes a man's just gotta...see what can be seen, ya know?
  • Avatar: No. I don't. ...Thank the gods.
  • Vaike: Right little goody two-shoes, ain't ya? Interrupting my fun just when... Oh, fine. Guess I'm done lookin' at flowers. But don't think you can keep me— Huh? What's that?
  • Avatar: That's Sully's horse isn't it? Gods, but it's a fierce-looking brute. Do you see how it's glaring at us? It's almost as if it thinks...
  • Vaike: IT'S GONNA CHARGE! RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIIIFE!
  • Avatar: B-but I didn't do anything! Gyaaaaaa!

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Har! It's the Vaike's lucky day! Sully's horse is dozin' away, and that meddling little—
  • Avatar: Meddling little... what?
  • Vaike: Blast! You again? Er, I mean... Oh, look! A four-leaf clover! Lucky me!
  • Avatar: For that lie to work, you actually need to have a four-leaf clover. You were spying on bathing women again, weren't you?! Don't deny it!
  • Vaike: I DO deny it! ...Besides, what are YOU doing skulkin' around the bushes?
  • Avatar: I was helping my friends bathe in peace without some scoundrel leering at them! Now keep your voice down! You might wake up Sully's devil steed.
  • Vaike: What do you care if it wakes? I'm the one he's got it in for.
  • Avatar: Not anymore, thanks to you! Ever since that time I caught you snooping, the beast has made me its sworn enemy. If I get within half a league, it's after me like a hound from hell!
  • Vaike: Har har! So the beast has the evil eye for Madam Goody Two-Shoes herself? There's a word for that... What is it... Tip of my tongue... Oh, I know! ...IRONIC! HAR HAR!
  • Avatar: Frankly, being tarred with the same brush as you is punishment enough. In any case, neither of us want to be here if that horse wakes up. Come on, let's get back to camp.
  • Vaike: ...Curses, I truly thought today was going to be the Vaike's lucky... Wait. That evil horse—it's gone!
  • Avatar: V-Vaike... D-don't turn around... It's right...behind you...
  • Vaike: It's...b-behind me? ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH! RUUUUUUUN! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S GOOD AND HOLY, RUUUUUUUUUUUUN!
  • Avatar: WHY MEEEEEEEEE?!

A SupportEdit

  • Avatar: Hey, Vaike. Why the long face?
  • Vaike: ...Oh. Hello, Avatar. So, uh... I've been thinkin'. The Vaike's caused ya a lot of grief. I feel bad about it.
  • Avatar: It's not like you to be so introspective. Why does it worry me...
  • Vaike: Well, I was having a bath—you know, down by the spring—and well... These ladies appeared outta nowhere and started pointin' and laughin' at poor Teach! I was stark naked, with my clothes hung up on the far side of the creek! I reckon they were gettin' revenge for those times I...accidentally spied on 'em.
  • Avatar: Huh.
  • Vaike: And that blasted horse was there, grinnin' like a rabid crocodile! It was humiliatin'!
  • Avatar: Well, that does sound unpleasant. Even if you only have yourself to blame. One might call it... Oh, what's the word? Ah, yes: ironic! In any case, can we please assume that you've finally learned your lesson?
  • Vaike: Yeah, now that I know what it's like to be the victim, the Vaike's spyin' days are over.
  • Avatar: Good. I think when you look back on this later, you'll be glad it happened. But, come. No use moping about what's done. The Shepherds need their Teach. They need his passion and his willingness to take on anything or anyone, damn the odds!
  • Vaike: Har har. Now that's the truth! ...You're all right, Avatar. A good friend through and through.
  • Avatar: You...consider me a friend?
  • Vaike: Darn right! You're in the Vaike circle of trust. Not many folk earn that privilege! ...But now that we're friends and all, that means we can ask each other favors.
  • Avatar: Favors? Well, I suppose if there's something—
  • Vaike: I've given up spying, but I owe those girls a good scare! No one makes a mockery of Teach and gets away with it! So put your thinkin' cap on and brew up some kinda revenge scheme, okay? Maybe some way to dump puddin' on their heads or somethin'.
  • Avatar: Pudding, Vaike? Honestly?

S SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Aw, snakebellies! Where could it have gotten to? If I don't find it soon...
  • Avatar: What's all the fuss about, Vaike? Have you lost something?
  • Vaike: WAH! Avatar! Why're ya always sneakin' up on me like that?! Um, yeah, I lost somethin'. It's a pouch of, uh, herbs! ...Yeah, that's it.
  • Avatar: ...Okay, now tell me what you REALLY lost, and perhaps I can help.
  • Vaike: It's, er... Well, how do I put it? It's a round thing with a hole in the middle. All glittery.
  • Avatar: Hm. Any other identifying characterist...Vaike? What is it? You've gone deathly pale!
  • Vaike: D-don't look now...B-b-b-behind you...
  • Avatar: Behind ME? You don't mean... AAAAAAAAARRRGH! IT'S THE HORSE! THE EQUINE FROM HELL! SAVE US! SAVE US ALL FROM ITS... ...Huh? He's not charging. He's not even mad. He's...nuzzling me. Wait, he has something in his mouth!
  • Vaike: Hey, that's...
  • Avatar: A ring. A beautiful, glittery ring... This is what you were looking for, isn't it?
  • Vaike: Er, yeah.
  • Avatar: Well, isn't this lucky? You found your ring. Is it new? I don't remember ever seeing you wear it. Or maybe...it's meant for someone else? Someone...special to you...
  • Vaike: Well, er...it's actually for you.
  • Avatar: ...Me?
  • Vaike: Yep.
  • Avatar: Gracious!
  • Vaike: It's just... I got to thinkin' how enjoyable it's been hangin' around with you. Stumblin' around in bushes, fleein' that devil horse, all the witty banter... The Vaike ain't had that much fun since I was an anklebiter back home! So I said to myself, "Vaike, you should marry this girl before she gets snapped up!"
  • Avatar: I...don't know what to say, Vaike. I'm overwhelmed... When I first saw the ring and thought you had a special someone... Well, my heart leapt into my throat. ...Because I've grown quite fond of you. I can't tell you how thrilled I am that this ring is meant for me!
  • Vaike: So you'll say yes? You'll marry me?! YIPPEEEEEE! Dash it, Avatar, I'll have to give that horse a big, slobbery kiss of gratitude!
  • Avatar: Heh, shouldn't I get one, too? ...Preferably BEFORE the horse!
  • Vaike: This has gotta be the first time I've ever rated someone else first! Is this...love? The Vaike is stunned!

With ChromEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Chrom: All right, everyone! Let's pair off and try some one-on-one sparring.
  • Vaike: Oh-hoh! You ready to take on Teach, Chrom?
  • Chrom: Vaike, maybe we should find new partners. Just to keep things fresh.
  • Vaike: Pshaw! We're rivals. We have to fight! Ya can't turn your back on fate! ...Plus, I was really close to beatin' ya last time. Really, REALLY close.
  • Chrom: Er, right. If you say so. But still, I think we should—
  • Vaike: No, it's fine. I know what you're doing. You're trying to psyche me out!
  • Chrom: Oh, come on! If we don't mix it up, we'll never keep ourselves sharp.
  • Vaike: ...Oh, I see. Not enough suspense for ya, is that it? Then let's spice it up with a little wager! Everything we own—winner takes all!
  • Chrom: ...Vaike? We're training for war. I can't very well gamble with the royal treasury.
  • Vaike: Fine, fine! No gold. But how about this... The loser has to sneak up behind Frederick and pull down his pantaloons!
  • Chrom: ...Are you mad? Frederick would chop you up like firewood! And then make a fire!
  • Vaike: What's this now? Is someone...chicken? Ba-KAWK bawk bawk bawk bawk—
  • Chrom: Oh, ALL RIGHT! I'll spar with you! ...Just stop that ridiculous clucking.
  • Vaike: Har har! Yes! Now Chrom's got a full head of steam! Show 'ol Teach what ya got!

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: It's fightin' time, Chrom!
  • Chrom: Very well. But on one condition...
  • Vaike: Condition? It's not like you to ask for a handicap...
  • Chrom: Nothing of the sort, Vaike. It's just that... Well, Lissa was pretty upset after our last duel. Poor girl was crying her eyes out. She said we were taking our sparring much too seriously. She made me promise to go easy and fight safe so neither of us gets hurt.
  • Vaike: Har har har! Yeah, that last clash was a real doozy. Good times, good times... But, uh, listen, Chrom. You're gonna have to explain this "fight safe" concept to me.
  • Chrom: I've been pondering that myself. Perhaps we could decide the winner...with a coin flip?
  • Vaike: Good gods, no! I don't want lady luck pickin' the winner. Not between us, anyway. ...Hey, I got it! What say you and me have a good old-fashioned cooking contest?! You make something, I make something, and we'll see who comes out on top.
  • Chrom: Er, well, I suppose... Though I was seldom allowed in the castle kitchens growing up...
  • Vaike: Ah, you're right. Cookin' against royalty'd be like spearin' fish in a barrel. If I can't beat ya with honor, I got no interest in beatin' ya.
  • Chrom: Hold on now! ...I didn't say no. I've roasted my share of campfire boar and have heard no complaints...
  • Vaike: Har har! Then a cook-off it is! Get ready to taste my victory!

A SupportEdit

  • Chrom: Ready for another duel, Vaike?
  • Vaike: Naw, I'm bored with beating ya. We should fight other people.
  • Chrom: Wait. When exactly did you beat me?
  • Vaike: Hel-LO?! Remember the cookin' contest? Ol' Teach won that fair and square!
  • Chrom: How do you figure? When you ate my dish, you fell backward off the chair and passed out. that made me the winner by knockout! ...Or are you denying you collapsed?
  • Vaike: Kn-knockout?! You almost killed me with that slop you called goulash! I spent a week scrubbing the taste off my tongue! ...Look! Itsh shtill hurthz!
  • Chrom: You didn't say we had to make the BEST dish. You just said it was a cooking contest.
  • Vaike: B-but the whole point of a cooking contest is... Aw, forget it! Good gods, you really do hate losing, don't you?
  • Chrom: And you don't?
  • Vaike: ...Har har, yeah, I suppose you're right. We're birds of a feather, you and me. We love to compete. ...AND to win!
  • Chrom: Well then? Are you ready for your fellow bird to knock you out of the sky?
  • Vaike: Har! Bring it on, little man!

With LissaEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Ogre's teeth! Where in blue blazes has Chrom gone to?! Say, Lissa! You ain't seen that brother of yours skulkin' around, have ya?
  • Lissa: If I had, I wouldn't tell YOU.
  • Vaike: Oh, come on! It's nothin' serious! Why ya gotta take his side all the time?
  • Lissa: Because he's my brother and I know you just want to hit him with something! Gods, you're like children, the both of you.
  • Vaike: I could try explainin' it, but you wouldn't understand. It's a warrior thing.
  • Lissa: More like an idiot thing. You know, there ARE other ways to communicate! Besides bopping each other on the head with blunt axes, I mean.
  • Vaike: Look, Lissa. The Vaike doesn't hate your bro. Heck, I like him! Most of the time... But we've gotta fight! Fate made us rivals, and who are we to deny fate?
  • Lissa: Oh now, that is just absurd. So why, exactly, are you rivals?
  • Vaike: Huh? Well, you know... Stuff.
  • Lissa: No, I don't know! I think you have a grudge against Chrom, and that's all there is to it.
  • Vaike: A grudge? No way! I RESPECT the man! He's the greatest warrior in the realm. But if you wanna be the very best, ya gotta beat the very best...
  • Lissa: Ah-ha!
  • Vaike: But don't go tellin' him I said that! If he knew I was praisin' him, I'd never hear the end of it every time we squared off!
  • Lissa: Tee hee, don't worry, Teach. I'll keep your little secret.

B SupportEdit

  • Lissa: Vaike? I asked Chrom about you, and do you know what he said? He said you're a great warrior and he's learning a lot from your duels.
  • Vaike: Bah! He's just trying to soften up ol' Teach.
  • Lissa: Er, but didn't you say pretty much the same thing about him the other day?
  • Vaike: Keep your voice down! I told ya, that's between you and me.
  • Lissa: Riiiight. How silly of me.
  • Vaike: Did ya know that Chrom once put on a disguise and came to my little town? Never let on 'bout who he was, even when my axe took a...dislikin' to him. I used to think royals were nothin' but puffed-up blowhards. Stick a pin in their silk-covered hides and woosh! ...All the air runs out of 'em. But that brother of yours... He changed my mind.
  • Lissa: People are always reminding Chrom that he's royalty... He tends to forget.
  • Vaike: I've dealt with a lot of fool ignorance since I joined the Shepherds. People are always askin' who I think I am, a commoner lording it up with princes. I've had it from low-born and high-born alike... But never Chrom. It's like he doesn't care where I'm from, so long as I handle myself in a fight.
  • Lissa: Vaike, behind all the bluster, I think you may love Chrom more than any of us.
  • Vaike: Hey, don't go puttin' words in my mouth! And not a word of this to Chrom either! ...'Specially not that lovey-dovey part.
  • Lissa: My, so many secrets we're sharing these days, tee hee...
  • Vaike: One of these days, the Vaike needs to learn to keep is big yap shut.
  • Lissa: Oh, don't be silly. I'm actually tickled you trust me. Just promise you'll try to get along with my brother, all right?
  • Vaike: All right...but AFTER I beat him!

A SupportEdit

  • Lissa: *Slurp chomp* So then Chrom, he... *chomp, chomp* *snort* So he said...
  • Vaike: Look, either you should eat or you should talk. ...Actually, just eat, would you?
  • Lissa: Okay, I'll... *chomp, chomp* *slurp*
  • Vaike: You really think that brother of yours is the bee's knees, don't you?
  • Lissa: *Schnorf slurp* Look who's talking! *Crunch* *chomp*
  • Vaike: Cripes, why did I ever buy you that blasted mince pie in the first place...
  • Lissa: Blackmail, remember? You know I'm terrible at keeping secrets when I'm hungry.
  • Vaike: This is a fool bit of business, and no denyin'... Still, the more I hear your stories about Chrom, the more I admire him.
  • Lissa: I'm SO proud of him... He's done so much for our people...and for me. I feel like anything I've accomplished I owe to him in one way or another.
  • Vaike: Aw, what are you talkin' about? You expect ol' Teach to believe that?
  • Lissa: Oh, don't mind me. I'm just blabbering.
  • Vaike: Way I see it, you got lots to be proud of. I mean, 'sides your brother.
  • Lissa: Do you really think so?
  • Vaike: As sure as my name is Vaike the Mighty! Ya never back down from a challenge, and you're not all snooty like most royal folk. You're nice, and kind, and as beautiful as a goddess! Gods strike me down if it ain't the truth! You got plenty to be proud of!
  • Lissa: Vaike, that's... Well, thank you. Even if it was a total exaggeration.
  • Vaike: No japin'! You're all that and more! There's just so much good in ya.
  • Lissa: Goodness... W-well, I suppose I could say the same of you, couldn't I? All that talk about fighting my brother? About being rivals? I know it's all just bluster. You don't want anyone to know what a kind, considerate, and wonderful man you are!
  • Vaike: Aw, shucks... You're gonna make the Vaike blush...

S SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Hey, Lissa? Ya seen Chrom around?
  • Lissa: You're not looking to duel him again, are you? Because I thought we—
  • Vaike: No, no! Not that! It's just... Well, it kinda concerns you, actually.
  • Lissa: Oh?
  • Vaike: See, I been thinkin' and... Well, I was wondering if... Aw, horsefeathers. I'm no good at this! So what I'm tryin' to say is... Would ya do me the honor of wearin' this?
  • Lissa: ...Is that...is that an engagement ring?!
  • Vaike: I had the town armorer craft it special. I know it ain't much, 'specially for a royal... But I ain't a rich man, and so this was really all I could—
  • Lissa: You know that if we wed, Chrom will be your brother in name, yes? That means no more talk of duels and rivals. Got it?
  • Vaike: Aw, nuts to that! I love ya, Lissa! I love ya so much it hurts! But Chrom and me are rivals, and it'll take more than a weddin' to change it!
  • Lissa: TRULY?! Gods, you are simply the most stubborn, willful... brave, and strong, and charming man I have ever known. Yes, Vaike. Yes! I accept!
  • Vaike: Aw, Lissa, you've made the Vaike's day! Week! Year! Lifetime!
  • Lissa: We should go tell my brother the good news. I'm sure he'll be suprised!
  • Vaike: That's why I was lookin' for him. ...Figured I should get his blessin'.
  • Lissa: Well, then. Shall we look together?
  • Vaike: Yeah, together! After you, Mrs. the Vaike!

With SullyEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Mm-MMM! Now that smells like a slice of haven. Whatcha eatin' there?
  • Sully: Bogsberry and cabbage pie, with the best cream of treacle in all of Ylisse.
  • Vaike: A shiny copper coin says it was baked by them lady friends that were followin' ya!
  • Sully: Keep your coin. They gave it to me before we left to keep me warm on the journey.
  • Vaike: Gremlin's tail! The Vaike never had a gaggle of maidens bake HIM a pie! How'd ya do it?! What's your secret?! ...Er, not that I'm jealous or nothin'.
  • Sully: I suppose I'm just charming like that. Why, you need advice?
  • Vaike: Har har! Ol' Teach don't need advice on that score! I mean, sure, no one's ever bothered to bake me a tasty pie... But I knew a milkmaid once who gave me an apple—and it only had one worm in it!
  • Sully: Well, good for you.
  • Vaike: 'Sides, I'm more of a man's man, ya know? And men don't usually go for pie bakin'. I'd rather eat a donkey's hindquarters than a pie baked by one'a my mates! Har har! Still, I'd give anything to have lasses offering me their pies all the time.... Maybe it's the horse? Ladies do love the horses...
  • Sully: An idiot on a horse is still an idiot.
  • Vaike: What's that supposed to mean? Hey, wait a sec, Sully. You're a woman.... Er, right? Got some tips for the Vaike? What do YOU admire in a man?
  • Sully: He has to be better than me. Someone I can respect.
  • Vaike: Better? ...You mean better looking?
  • Sully: I mean better at important things! Smarter, stronger, faster with blade and lance...
  • Vaike: Well, maybe you should take me on. I'm pretty tough, ya know.
  • Sully: If you think fighting me will attract women, you're an even bigger fool than I thought...... Eh, but why not? It's been days since I've dished out a good thrashing, heh heh.

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: C'mon, Sully. Help ol' Teach out here. Why can't I ever win the girl? I got devilish good looks, the strength of an ogre, and the charm of a fancy noble!
  • Sully: Well, one of those is true.... Sort of. I suppose you can handle a lance, even if I'm better with a sword. Our match was pretty damn even until you decided we should arm wrestle. So, yes. I'll admit that you're strong..... Not bright, mind you, but strong.
  • Vaike: 98... 99... 100! Er, sorry. What was that last bit? Hard to hear over these bicep curls... Anyway, ya gotta help me out here, Sully. Ya just gotta! Look at these arms! Just look at 'em! I mean, what else does a lady want?
  • Sully: Gods be damned, but you are thick. How about being kind? Or thoughtful?
  • Vaike: Er, what would a girl want that stuff for?
  • Sully: ...Look. If you ask me, I'd want a man with ideals. One who wants to better himself. If I'm going to spend the rest of my life with someone, I have to respect him.
  • Vaike: Har! That's me up and down! Heck, I joined the shepherds 'cause of my ideals.
  • Sully: Now that you mention it, you never did tell me why you're fighting for Chrom. So? Out with it. What made you sign up?
  • Vaike: I wanted to be the greatest warrior in all the realm!
  • Sully: No, idiot. I'm asking why you wanted to be a great warrior in the first place.
  • Vaike: Well, it's a bit of a tale, but you need more Teach-talk that bad, eh? Well, all right... I grew up poor in this Podunk little village where I was famous for never losin' a fight. Local kids latched on to me, and before I knew it, I had my own little gang. Course, we were just a bunch of ne'er-do-wells as far as the adults were concerned...
  • Sully: What a surprise...
  • Vaike: So one day, Emmeryn herself came to our corner of the world, and she said... "I seek to bring prosperity and equality to all the people of Ylisse!" Well, that struck a nerve. Soon as I heard it, I knew what my mission was.
  • Sully: To forsake your misspent youth, join the Shepherds, and fight for social justice?
  • Vaike: Er, yeah, that! That was it exactly! What you just said! Okay, maybe not the EXACT same words I used, but...
  • Sully: ...Vaike? You may not be such a complete moron after all. You might even, dare I say it? ...Deserve some respect?
  • Vaike: That's the Vaike! Man of your dreams, right here, reporting for d—
  • Sully: No, I stand corrected. No respect warranted. None whatsoever.
  • Vaike: Awwwwww!

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Hey-ho, Sully! Just the gal I was hopin' to see. Got a question for ya.
  • Sully: What is it? I'm busy.
  • Vaike: Why did YOU sign up for the shepherds? I told ya my story, remember? Now you gotta tell me yours. Fair's fair!
  • Sully: My story's dull... I joined so I could become a knight.
  • Vaike: Aw, come on! You're havin' me on!
  • Sully: You got a problem?!
  • Vaike: No, it's just... See, I thought ya already were a knight.
  • Sully: I have armor and arms, but have yet to undergo the formal ceremony...
  • Vaike: Ah, I see. So you're gonna cover yourself in glory here with us Shepherds... Maybe catch Chrom's eye and earn yourself a knighthood?
  • Sully: Not quite. I was born into a long line of knights. My house and all that crap. This title will be mine by inheritance when the time comes. I could spend my life eating grapes from a damn silver bowl and still be called "sir"!
  • Vaike: Er, so then why—
  • Sully: Because there's no honor in accepting something you haven't earned! A knight shouldn't just be lucky enough to be born to some damn noble! A knight has duties.... Responsibilities. "A knight is brave and true, aids all in need and defends the weak from evil." I can't uphold that oath without honing my skills. Suffering hardship. All of that. How can I know courage if I don't face bloody death a bunch of times? I'll fight for the Shepherds until I've damn well EARNED the title of knight!
  • Vaike: Criven's horn, that's a rousing speech!
  • Sully: Oh please, I'm not trying to... It just means a lot to me is all. I don't get a chance to talk about it much. I'm sorry if I bored you...
  • Vaike: ...Bored?! Har har! Ain't NOTHIN' boring about you, Sully. In fact, the Vaike hasn't been this excited since the exalt came to visit my li'l ol' town!
  • Sully: ...Really?
  • Vaike: Cross my heart and hope to... Okay, well, just cross my heart. 'Cause I realized something, Sully: you and me should duel more often! You wanna be a knight among knights, and I wanna be a warrior's warrior. Seems we could help each other out!
  • Sully: Hmm... Don't expect me to go easy on you. It'll hurt.... Maybe a lot.
  • Vaike: Har har! Bring it on! The Vaike can take it!

S SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Heya, Sully.
  • Sully: Oh. Hello, Vaike.
  • Vaike: So I was just thinkin', and I... Look, are you fallin' for me?
  • Sully: WHAT?! ...Where in the hell did you get that idea?!
  • Vaike: Well, it's just that you've been actin' different around me. Not yourself, like. I thought maybe that was the reason. But if I'm wrong, then I'm wrong...
  • Sully: Well, I... I never said you were WRONG, exactly... Er, that is... Well...yes. Yes, I suppose I am...maybe...starting to fall for you...a little... But I still don't like you a lot!
  • Vaike: That's good enough for the Vaike! 'Cause truth be told, I'm startin' to take a shine to you, too.
  • Sully: Whatever happens...you should know... I won't be doing any damn housework!
  • Vaike: Har har! Not exactly what I was expecting to hear, but okay. I mean, duh, I'd be the biggest fool in all of Ylisse if I expected that! I'm a simple man, but I like being with you. I feel like I can trust ya with my troubles. And I guess that's why I'm thinkin' ya might...make a good...wife.
  • Sully: Thinking back, I never would have thought... I mean this is all so unexpected, it's just... Oh, hell with it! Why not? Let's get married!
  • Vaike: Now hold on! I'm the man here, and that means I'm the one doin' the askin'!
  • Sully: Pfft! Too late, knucklehead.
  • Vaike: Aw, this whole thing's a mass! A spent all day plannin' it out, too. Even bought this blasted ring...
  • Sully: Well?! Are you going to give me the ring or stand there like a damn fool?!
  • Vaike: Yeah, all right. ...Here, catch!
  • Sully: Oop! Got it... Oh Vaike, this is... It's gorgeous.
  • Vaike: Only the best for Mrs. the Vaike!

With MirielEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Vaike: HIYAAARGH! HIYUUUP! GWAAAAAAR!
  • Miriel: Would you be so kind as to put an end to your caterwauling? I'm trying to read, but I can't hear myself think over your incessant grunting.
  • Vaike: Har har! You gotta give it your all when ya train, or it's just a waste of time.
  • Miriel: ...Hm. Yes, I suppose that makes sense. The explosive release of air from the lungs generates power in peripheral muscles.
  • Vaike: Who's got periwinkle mussels now?
  • Miriel: And rapid spin attacks create centripetal force that increases overall speed. Fascinating! I imagine you used complex calculus to optimize your methods?
  • Vaike: Lady? From what you just said I understood "fascinating," and that's about it...
  • Miriel: Surely you developed these skills of yours by calculating the forces involved?
  • Vaike: I don't need a buncha math mumbo jumbo. I do it all by instinct!
  • Miriel: Irrational means have yet taken you to a rational technique... Fascinating. Perhaps this "instinct" of which you speak bears further investigation.
  • Vaike: Fighting' a war ain't rational, lady. Just watch me in the next battle.
  • Miriel: Very well. I shall do just that.

B SupportEdit

  • Miriel: Ah, Vaike.
  • Vaike: Heya, Miriel! So did you watch me fight or what?
  • Miriel: Indeed. I observed that your battle shouts enhanced the effectiveness of your blows. Often the foe would briefly let down his guard, granting you a momentary opening. I had not realized the impact war cries could have on the psychology of an enemy.
  • Vaike: Yeah, yeah. But what about me? What about the Vaike?
  • Miriel: I observed the details of your moves, but not from the perspective of the foe. Perhaps an analogy would be helpful here... So if we were to assume that you are a planet, and the enemy is the sun—
  • Vaike: Hey wait, I wanna be the sun!
  • Miriel: But the sun does not travel around planets. Rather, planets spin around the sun. Or so it was postulated in my mother's book. It has yet to be proven...
  • Vaike: You sure it's not your head spinnin'? I don't see this ground going anyplace.
  • Miriel: Alas, we cannot sense this motion, making the theory intuitively difficult.
  • Vaike: All right, sure. The ground's spinnin'. Just like when I swing my weapon, yeah?
  • Miriel: Yes. That generates the centripetal force we discussed the other day. I'm glad we had this conversation. It has helped clarify my thoughts on the subject. Would you mind terribly if we continued our discussions? For research purposes?
  • Vaike: You mean chat as friends? Er, well sure. After all, we have so much in...uh, common?

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Face it, lady—you've got more brains in your big toe than I have in my whole noggin. So why me? You must have egghead pals who are into this century-petal-force stuff.
  • Miriel: Yes, but you possess in abundance something that I do not—instinct. I learn a great deal from our conversations. They are most rewarding.
  • Vaike: Well, I suppose I like talkin' to you, too. Not that I understand half of whatcha say... Speakin' of which, what's that giant brain of yours thinkin' about today?
  • Miriel: Bonds.
  • Vaike: ...Bonds?
  • Miriel: There is nothing so complex and deserving of study as the human heart. And additionally, the bonds of friendship that arise unbidden between acquaintances. Whence do these bonds of friendship occur? How do they change us? Mold us?
  • Vaike: Are ya askin' me? Cause I'd say stuff like that just...happens. It's like...when you fight alongside someone, you start to trust 'em and like 'em better. Take us, for example. You and I are startin' to like each other more. Right? I think of you as a friend, and you think of me the same way. ...Er, right?
  • Miriel: I certainly find you an interesting subject for observation.
  • Vaike: Er, yeah... That's not really what I meant. *Sigh* For someone so smart, you sure can be pretty slow sometimes... Okay, what about this: Why don't you and I go out together?
  • Miriel: Go out? Where? And to what end?
  • Vaike: We could walk around town, maybe drop by the alehouse for a pint and some chat? That's how folks strengthen their bonds. That's what you're interested in, right?
  • Miriel: I fail to see how meandering about town will impact our relationship. But I am ever willing in experiment. Perhaps your instincts will teach me something new.
  • Vaike: So...that's a yes, right? You'll go with me?
  • Miriel: Yes, by all means—take me to the alehouse of yours.

S SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Hello, Miriel.
  • Miriel: Ah, Vaike! My friend! Hello, friend.
  • Vaike: Er, you don't have to call me "friend" all the time. We can just take it as a given. The best thing about friends is bein' comfortable around each other.
  • Miriel: Ah, I see. I must confess, informality does not come...naturally to me.
  • Vaike: Aw, Miriel. Is that a blush?! Don't tell me you're gettin' shy on me now!
  • Miriel: Shy? Of course not. I have never— That is to say...I... perhaps. Only a little.
  • Vaike: Heh, you sure you're feelin' all right? I've never seen ya be tongue-tied before.
  • Miriel: N-no, it's just... Ever since we visited the alehouse, I haven't eaten well. I assumed the fault lied with the buzzard-and-kidney pie, but...it's something else. When I think of you, I feel a...tightness. Here, in my chest. Is this friendship?
  • Vaike: Um... Actually, what you're feelin' is a lot more serious than friendship.
  • Miriel: Blast! IT IS a malady. I knew it! Is it fatal? Is there a cure? Oh, I must be ill if I'm asking you of all people for advice...
  • Vaike: *Ahem* Prooobably could have phrased that better. ...But never mind. I think what you're feelin' ...is love! You've fallen in love with me!
  • Miriel: What?! Gracious... How...fascinating. I'd intended to research friendship, but now I can observe love in its natural state. I must not let this opportunity pass! You will help me in my research, yes?
  • Vaike: Er, look Miriel. If I'm bein' honest here, I have feelings for you, too. Real feelings... So yeah, I'm on board for your research, but not just that... I want to make you my wife! Let's get hitched!
  • Miriel: Do you speak of a connubial relationship? A blessed sacrament? Marriage? Well, yes. I suppose that would be an enthralling, zesty experience.
  • Vaike: ...You know what? I'm just gonna assume that means yes! So what do ya say? Let's blow this place and go find a ring!
  • Miriel: Ah, the ring. Is it a talisman that evokes the bonds of love? Or merely a symbol of the husband's sight to his wife's person and property?
  • Vaike: ...It's just a bloomin' ring! It means I promise to be your husband and honor you and blah blah blah. It just makes it all official-like.
  • Miriel: Wouldn't a sealed and witnessed contract be more appropriate?
  • Vaike: Hah! It's just what you do, all right? If ya get married, ya gotta have a ring!
  • Miriel: ...Fascinating.

With Lon'quEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Spinnin' backlash, comin' at ya! HIYAAAAAARGH!
  • Lon'qu: ...Hya!
  • Vaike: Sweet ogre pie, that was well evaded! You're a quick little bugger.
  • Lon'qu: Idiot! You nearly removed my head.
  • Vaike: Now, now. Don't get you're smallclothes in a twist. I was just testin' ya, is all.
  • Lon'qu: Testing me?
  • Vaike: That's right. And you'll be pleased to know, you've met—nay, exceeded expectations! You can be my squire and pupil, and I'll see if I can't make a real warrior outta ya.
  • Lon'qu: I'm going to assume this is just an elaborate joke.
  • Vaike: C'mon, whaddya say? You can be my right-hand man!
  • Lon'qu: ...Gods, he's serious. I have no desire to be your pupil, fool!
  • Vaike: Sure ya do! Everyone does! No need to play hard to get.
  • Lon'qu: Such persistence! ...Very well. If you defeat me,I'll consider it.
  • Vaike: But you haven't had any trainin' yet! It wouldn't be fair.
  • Lon'qu: Where I'm from, strength is the only law that matters.
  • Vaike: Well, I guess that's simple enough. All right, then! Are ya ready?
  • Lon'qu: Always.

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: So this is where you're hidin', Lon'qu! You and me need to have another fight!
  • Lon'qu: I will give you as many as it takes.
  • Vaike: Don't get cocky on me, now! I've been practicin' since the last one. This time I'll thump ya good, and then you'll have to be my squire!
  • Lon'qu: I have no doubt you have become stronger and more adept. But I have not been sitting idly by. I, too, have grown stronger.
  • Vaike: Really? Oh. Well, damn. So how about this? Let's have you stop trainin' for, say, three days. That'll give me a chance to catch up and make it a fair fight!
  • Lon'qu: If strength is the only law, then tell me why I would do such a thing.
  • Vaike: Well, because...I have a dream. And I need someone like you to make it come true.
  • Lon'qu: ...A dream?
  • Vaike: Why, yes! Glad ya asked! See, what I wanna do is—
  • Lon'qu: Enough! I care only for two things: the strength of your arm and the mettle of your blade.
  • Vaike: Sooo, that's a yes then?
  • Lon'qu: If it's a fight you want, then a fight you shall have! Begin!

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Lon'qu! This time I'm ready for ya, and no mistake!
  • Lon'qu: After your last showing, I thought you'd be finished with duels. How many times must I defeat you before you admit failure?
  • Vaike: I ain't a man who gives up a dream because of a setback! ...Or, uh, two.
  • Lon'qu: Surely there are other candidates to be your protégé? Perhaps you can even defeat some of them.
  • Vaike: Graaagh! No, no, and no again! It has to be you, and none other! It ain't just your skill with the blade. It's the way ya fight in battle. You've got fire in ya! A warrior's passion!
  • Lon'qu: I don't—
  • Vaike: I need that passion to fuel my dream. That's the only way it'll come true.
  • Lon'qu: You seem to possess more than enough passion yourself.
  • Vaike: See, that's EXACTLY my point! We birds of a feather gotta stand together! I light the fuse, you provide the fuel, and then we kick heinie all over!
  • Lon'qu: Perhaps you have a point.
  • Vaike: Of course I do!
  • Lon'qu: But we must be equals. I refuse to function as either pupil or squire.
  • Vaike: Partners, eh? Sounds good to me!
  • Lon'qu: Then why didn't you say so sooner? BEFORE we had all those fights?!
  • Vaike: I dunno. Guess it never occurred to me. Anyway, ya wanna hear my dream?
  • Lon'qu: No. So long as you can hold your own in combat, I shall be satisfied. Until the next battle...partner.
  • (Lon'qu leaves)
  • Vaike: W-wait! I gotta tell ya my dream! How can we be partners if I don't?

With MaribelleEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Maribelle: *Sigh*
  • Vaike: Uh-oh. Something troublin' ya there, Maribelle? Cares got ya down? You can tell ol' Teach all 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 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' 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 SupportEdit

  • 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 ya for?
  • 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 to 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! But 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 SupportEdit

  • 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 my honest coin and everything.
  • Maribelle: Then am I to assume you have renounced your gambling ways?
  • Vaike: Well, I wouldn't go as 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.
  • Maribelle leaves
  • Vaike: ...The Vaike ain't wrong often, but maybe this time... I could be? Maybe I misjudged that woman...

S SupportEdit

  • 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 ol' 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 dull! ...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 of 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?

With PanneEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Panne! Ya got a sec?
  • Panne: Leave me be, human.
  • Vaike: Nope, sorry. Can't do it. We need to talk about your battle strategy. I don't like ya runnin' off and fightin' the enemy on your own.
  • Panne: If you desire the glory of the kill, you will have to move faster.
  • Vaike: This ain't about glory! When ya charge ahead like that, it puts us all in danger. We can't keep up, and then our formations start to break
  • Panne: I'll not be told when and where to fight by ignorant man-spawn! If my fighting style troubles you, you should look the other way.
  • Vaike: Pshaw! Not likely! Even if I wanted to, you're always in the thick of the action.
  • Panne: Man-spawn usually find it easy to ignore the existence of a taguel
  • Vaike: Har! Like you beasts are any better. You wish all us humans would up and vanish, and ya don't mind sayin' so!
  • Panne: Why, you—
  • Vaike: Aw, don't try to deny it! We both know it's true.
  • Panne: Enough! if you wish me to follow like an obedient whelp, I shall oblige. It should prove amusing watching you blunder around the vanguard!
  • (Panne leaves)
  • Vaike: ...Well, that could've gone better.

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Hay, Panne.
  • Panne: What now? Are you here to give me more unwanted battle orders? Don't worry, man-spawn. I'm staying as close to you as a mother to it's kit.
  • Vaike: Yeah, I know. And I appreciate it. Buuut... Maybe it'd be better if ya moved a little closer to the front lines. Fightin' at the rear ain't your style.
  • Panne: First you tell me to stay behind, and now you order me to advance? It's obvious now what your real desire is: you want us fighting shoulder to shoulder. I refuse. I don't trust you man-spawn one bit. This taguel fights alone.
  • Vaike: All right, I admit it. Ya got me. But I think we make a good team, and I wanted to keep ya close.
  • Panne: You humans are beyond trust.
  • Vaike: Look, I ain't the smartest guy in the room, and I don't know much about taguel folk. But I know about YOU. You're brave and straightforward and honest, and I like that. I reckon ya got more honor than most humans I've known put together. Back in the slum where I grew up, trust earned ya a blade in the back. So you're smart not to trust our lot. ...Leastwise that's how I see it.
  • Panne: Then why would I trust YOU?
  • Vaike: 'Cause there's a difference between trustin' a human and trustin' a friend. We shepherds all look after each other. ...Or ain't ya noticed?
  • Panne: I had sensed a...fellowship. Almost like a pack.
  • Vaike: Anyway, think it over, Panne. I've done enough preachin' for one day.
  • (Vaike leaves)
  • Panne: Such a strange man...

A SupportEdit

  • Panne: Vaike?
  • Vaike: Hold on. YOU wanna talk to ME? Ain't that a kick in the teeth! But before ya start, I gotta apologize for all my blather the other day.
  • Panne: No apology is necessary. For some reason, I...enjoy talking with you. But I enjoy fighting with you even more. I have learned much at your side.
  • Vaike: Har! They don't call me Teach for nothin'! And in truth, I appreciate the backup.
  • Panne: You should be more careful about diving into the midst of the foe.
  • Vaike: Har har! A tiger can't change his spots. Crazy Vaike, they used to call me!
  • Panne: Heh...
  • Vaike: Well slap my side and call me a drum. You CAN laugh! You should do it more often, ya know? It makes your whole face light up.
  • Panne: Now you mock me! I know I must seem strange and...ugly in your eyes.
  • Vaike: Ogre's teeth! Have you gone daft?! Taguel and humans both got beauty to spare! ...And maybe even a little ugly, too.
  • Panne: How can you be so blind to the gulf that exists between our races?
  • Vaike: I just see a woman who likes to imagine walls where there ain't none. Human, taguel, pixie, or troll: if yer loyal and true, we can be friends.
  • Panne: I wish I could believe that.

S SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Is it my imagination, or have we been seein' a lot of each other recently?
  • Panne: It is not your imagination. Whenever I have the opportunity, I try to be by your side. I am...comfortable with you somehow. It is a most extraordinary feeling.
  • Vaike: Ya actually like bein' with me? 'Cause I like havin' you around, too.
  • Panne: You remember our last talk? How you made me...laugh?
  • Vaike: Yeah, sure.
  • Panne: That was the first time I'd laughed since the massacre when I lost my friends. Sometimes I wondered if I would ever laugh again.
  • Vaike: Har har! You just stick with me! Ol' Teach is always good for a laugh. ...Aw, heck. I was meanin' to save this, but I suppose now's as good a time as any.
  • Panne: A...ring? This is for me?
  • Vaike: Yeah, well, I was thinkin' that you and me might kinda sorta...you know, get married? I know it's forward as all heck, but I think you and me make a really good team. You can keep me outta trouble, and I can help ya be happy again! ...Maybe?
  • Panne: You realize what you are saying, yes? A life with me will not be easy.
  • Vaike: You're talkin' to Crazy Vaike, remember? There ain't nothin' I can't handle!
  • Panne: Well, then... This Crazy Vaike sounds like a human I can trust. So yes. I accept your ring with all my heart. Thank you!

With CordeliaEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Chrom! Hey, CHROOOOOOM! Come out, come out, wherever you are!
  • Cordelia: Vaike.
  • Vaike: Ah HA! Found ya!
  • Cordelia: Do I look like Chrom, you oaf?! I wish you'd stop chasing him around.
  • Vaike: I ain't chasin' no one. We're archrivals! Our paths are destined to cross.
  • Cordelia: Destiny doesn't need your help, and Chrom doesn't need a rival. Stop bothering him. Let the man concentrate on winning this war.
  • Vaike: Bothering him?! He loves sparrin' with Ol' Teach! Ain't turned me down yet.
  • Cordelia: That's because you corner him and refuse to go away until he agrees. Hear me, Vaike. If you hold any love for Chrom, you will let this go.
  • Vaike: Hmm... The Vaike is starting to think this ain't about Chrom at all—it's about YOU!
  • Cordelia: Oh, for the love of... Fine then. If it's a duel you want, I will accept your challenge.
  • Vaike: ...YOU? Bwa ha ha ha ha!
  • Cordelia: That's right. If you want to fight Chrom, you have to go through me first.
  • Vaike: Oh, I get it—you think you can weaken me so I'll lose when I take on Chrom after? Hah! I could take the two of you with both hands tied behind my back! Let's go, sister!

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: GYAAA! I almost had Chrom that time... I was so close!
  • Cordelia: No matter how often you lose, you never give up, do you? It's almost...admirable. But why do you insist on using an axe? Chrom has the advantage with his sword.
  • Vaike: Pshaw. I don't go in for that weapon-matchup mumbo jumbo. If I start thinkin' on the battlefield, I'm done for! I stick with what I know: instinct, brute strength, and the stupidity to keep fightin'!
  • Cordelia: Do you really want to beat Chrom?
  • Vaike: What do you think?!
  • Cordelia: I've been watching you fight. You have the ability and the talent, no doubt. But it's obvious you never learned the basics. Too pigheaded, I'm guessing...
  • Vaike: Hey, who you calling a pig?! I wash all the time!
  • Cordelia: There are better ways to fight than swinging the axe wildly above your head. If you like, I can you show you some techniques.
  • Vaike: You really think you can help me beat Chrom?
  • Cordelia: I can give you the tools. It's up to you to make them work.
  • Vaike: Well, I got nothin' to lose. Let's do it!
  • Cordelia: I should warn you, though... I don't go easy on my students.
  • Vaike: Well I should warn you: you ain't ever had a student like the Vaike!

A SupportEdit

  • Cordelia: Phew. Let's take a breather.
  • Vaike: *Pant, pant* S-s-so soon...? B-but I can...keep...going...
  • Cordelia: Bold words...if we ignore the fact that you can barely gasp them out. Rest and recovery are important parts of training. So now, we rest.
  • Vaike: *Wheeze* Well, if...if you insist... I'll...just sit here...on the ground. Blistering bulls... I'm damn near dead...
  • Cordelia: I must say, Vaike, you've impressed me. I didn't expect you to learn so much in such a short period of time.
  • Vaike: Me either! I never had much patience for learnin' the basics... But you make it kinda fun. I'm pickin' up stuff I'd never learn alone. Hmm... I guess my way isn't always the best way after all.
  • Cordelia: Why, how very unlike the Vaike to recognize that.
  • Vaike: Takes a real man to admit when he's wrong! ...Or consider it, I guess.
  • Cordelia: In any case, I'm very pleased with your progress.
  • Vaike: There is one thing that's botherin' me, though...
  • Cordelia: What's that?
  • Vaike: Well, you know how me and Chrom are archrivals of destiny and fate? By teaching me, aren't you helpin' to take him down in a way?
  • Cordelia: By making you stronger, I help Chrom to grow strong as well. Only by being challenged can we hope to better ourselves.
  • Vaike: Hmm... Yeah, I guess that makes sense.
  • Cordelia: The Shepherds need everyone at their best, and that includes you. So your training is actually for the benefit of everyone.
  • Vaike: Gads! When it comes to usin' yer noggin, you could give Avatar a run!
  • Cordelia: It's only because you never use your own head that we all seem so intelligent.
  • Vaike: Hey, now wait just one—
  • Cordelia: Looks like someone has his wind back! Shall we get back to work, then?
  • Vaike: Yes, ma'am!
  • Cordelia: Remember: this is REAL training. I won't be going easy on you.
  • Vaike: Gimme everything you got! The Vaike's gotta defeat Chrom!

S SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Har har, yes! Didja see that?! I won a round against Chrom! I mean, he won, too, so I guess it's technically a draw. But still!
  • Cordelia: I did see—it was quite the spectacle. Both of you fought to your limits.
  • Vaike: The sword's not my first choice, but I SWORE I'd win eventually! 'Sides, I reckon beatin' Chrom was the only way to cut through your heart's defenses...
  • Cordelia: ...What are you talking about?
  • Vaike: Maybe it's time you stop waitin' on Chrom. There're others just as worthy.
  • Cordelia: I...I have no idea what you are talking about! And furthermore—
  • Vaike: And when I say "worthy", I'm talkin' about the Vaike, natch! What say ya turn some'a that single-minded devotion my way?
  • Cordelia: B-but, I'm still not sure I properly understand...
  • Vaike: You've got passion, and I got passion! I'm thinkin' we can fan each other's fires and really set things ablaze! ...Here, I want ya to have this.
  • Cordelia: ...This is a ring. Vaike, are you...proposing?
  • Vaike: It's custom made, ya know? Had it crafted awhile ago. I was hopin' I might knock Chrom outta your heart. And, well...I guess I'm still hoping. What do you say? I got a chance or what?
  • Cordelia: I, er... Well... What I want to say is... Yes, Vaike. Yes.
  • Vaike: Truly? You'll marry me?! Gods blow me down if this ain't the best day of the Vaike's whole life!
  • Cordelia: Well the Cordelia feels the exact same way, hee hee...

With NowiEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Nowi: *Sniffle*
  • Vaike: Hey! What;s all the snifflin' about?
  • Nowi: Oh, n-nothing...
  • Vaike: Ha! You can't fool the Vaike! I'm a master of psych... Er, psik... Ya know. Mind stuff!
  • Nowi: I had a frightening dream.
  • Vaike: A nightmare, eh? What about? Beasts? Ghouls? Snaggletooth witches?
  • Nowi: I was all alone. Everyone had left me. Even Chrom and Avatar.
  • Vaike: Well, that's a daft dream! Chrom and Avatar would never do that. Heck, no Shepherd would do that.
  • Nowi: But in a hundred years you will. You'all all be gone.
  • Vaike: Oh. Well, I guess so, yeah.
  • Nowi: Then I WILL be alone! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
  • Vaike: Look, ya can't go weepin' over what might happen a hundred years from now! Ya gotta live in the present and have fun while ya still can.
  • Nowi: That's easier said than done.
  • Vaike: If you've got time to brood about the future centuries, you've got time to have fun. In fact, let's play a game right now! How about Headless Soldier?
  • Nowi: Yaaay!

B SupportEdit

  • Nowi: Okay, I think I've got it this time... PLTHTHTH... PSZZZTHTHTH...
  • Vaike: BWA HA HA! That's the worst whistlin' I've ever heard! Here, let me show ya again...
  • Nowi: No! I've almost got it. Listen... PLSHTHTHTHT... *splutter*
  • Vaike: Ya sound like a camel that swallowed its bagpipes. But you're lucky. You got all the time in the world to practice.
  • Nowi: Lucky? Ha! I don't see what's so great about it.
  • Vaike: Gallopin' geldings, what I wouldn't give for an extra century or two! Then I know I could make my dream come true!
  • Nowi: Dream? What dream?
  • Vaike: To become the greatest warrior in the land and help the children of my old slum town. I want to improve their lot so they can help pull up folks around 'em. By the time I'm done, I'll have made life better for EVERYONE!
  • Nowi: Oh! What a wonderful dream!
  • Vaike: I was inspired by the exalt. She made a speech in my town once, see? But the thing is, I don't have enough time to make it all happen. If I had a few extra decades, I might be able to make somethin' of it.
  • Nowi: Hey, I have an idea! If you die before you fulfill your dream, I could take over! With the two of us together, I know we could make it come true.
  • Vaike: Really? You'd do that for Ol' Teach?!

A SupportEdit

  • Nowi: *Siiiiiiigh*
  • Vaike: Aw, come on! You're too young and pretty to be mopin' like this!
  • Nowi: Vaike, I'm older than you. ...MUCH older.
  • Vaike: Yeah, I know. But you're still a kid at heart, right? Anyway, what's the matter? Another scary dream?
  • Nowi: The thing is, Vaike, I really like you. And that makes me sad. *Sniff* Because it means I'm really gonna miss you when you're gone!
  • Vaike: Hey, don't bury me yet! And besides, you'll be helpin' me with my dream. It's like havin' me right there!
  • Nowi: I promised to do that, and I will. But it's going to be so awful and sad and...and lonely without you. And then everyone else is gonna go away and...and...WAAAAAAAAAH!
  • Vaike: H-hey now! Don't start cryin', Nowi! I ain't goin' nowhere.
  • Nowi: P-promise? *sniff*
  • Vaike: I guarantee it! So wipe away those tears, and let's start enjoyin' the day!
  • Nowi: Th-thanks, Vaike. I feel better.
  • Vaike: Har har! That's more like it!

S SupportEdit

  • Nowi: Hey, Vaike? Is it really true that you'll never leave me?
  • Vaike: This again? Look, Nowi! I promised, didn't I? How many times are ya gonna ask the same question?!
  • Nowi: I'm sorry. But I can't help thinking it's a promise you won't be able to keep.
  • Vaike: All right, all right! One more time. I vow to never leave you—cross my heart!
  • Nowi: Oh, thank you, Vaike! As long as YOU'RE with me, I'll never be lonely!
  • Vaike: My company's that good?
  • Nowi: It sure is!
  • Vaike: Well then, uh... Maybe you'd do me the honor of acceptin' this.
  • Nowi: Oh, a ring! How pretty!
  • Vaike: Now you don't have to ask if I'm leavin' again. This proves I'll stay.
  • Nowi: It...proves it?
  • Vaike: That's right. It means I'll be your friend and stay by your side forever.
  • Nowi: But what about—
  • Vaike: Yes, even after I'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 to ya! So stop worryin' all right?
  • Nowi: Th-thank you, Vaike. You have...no idea what this means to me... *sniff*
  • Vaike: Aww, don't start cryin' again!

With TharjaEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Avatar: Hello, Tharja.
  • Tharja: Oh, Avatar! *Siiiiiigh*
  • Vaike: HEEEEEEY, THARJA! Whatcha up to, sister?!
  • Tharja: Nothing you'd be concerned with. ...Or understand.
  • Vaike: Hah! That's where you're wrong. When some creepy mage is followin' a friend around, Teach MAKES it his concern!
  • Tharja: I'm not going to hurt Avatar. I just find him/her fascinating. You on the other hand...
  • Vaike: Hey, that Avatar's a handsome lad/lass, and no denyin'. Soft, silky hair... Strong, bulging/Round, shapely—
  • Tharja: Gods, you men are all the same. Completely obsessed with appearances. My attraction to Avatar is something I experience on a higher plane. It's a meeting of the minds.
  • Vaike: Well, maybe you and me could meet minds! Folks say the Vaike is pretty spiritual.
  • Tharja: You'd need a mind before I could consider meeting it.
  • Vaike: Aw, come on! Gimme a chance! I'm all about meetin' stuff!
  • Tharja: I'd have a better chance conversing with a donkey. ...Now go away before I decide to stab you.
  • (Tharja leaves)
  • Vaike: Monkey dung! What's that Avatar chump got that I don't? Well, I'm gonna find out, or my name ain't the one and only Vaike!

B SupportEdit

  • Tharja: It was so very nice to see Avatar today. Hee. I think I'll just sit here for a bit and bask in the glow of—
  • Vaike: HEY-OOOOOO, THARJA!
  • Tharja: ...Or perhaps I'll end my day by killing a man. What do you want, you great sack of suet? Are you spying on me again?
  • Vaike: Nope! Well, I mean, I WAS for a while, but I trust ya now. I had to make sure ya weren't up to any witchy business with my pal, Avatar.
  • Tharja: If I catch you spying on me again, I'll turn you into a toad.
  • Vaike: Hey now! Ain't no need for those kinda threats!
  • Tharja: I don't make threats. I make promises. Besides, isn't that what you want?
  • Vaike: Turnin' into a toad? Are ya batty?!
  • Tharja: Nothing is more intimate than having a hex cast upon you. The spell creates a bond between the mage and victim—a resonance of souls. You WERE eager to connect with me on this level, were you not? And besides, being a toad might increase your intellectual capacity.
  • Vaike: Sweet, crispy goat haunch! I barely understand a thing you say! But ol' Teach thinks bein' a soul mate to a fine gal like you would be preeetty sweet.
  • Tharja: I'd have better luck being a soul mate with the gunk between your fingernails.
  • Vaike: Waaait. Are you implyin' I'm stupid? 'Cause if you are, you're WRONG!
  • Tharja: Evidence suggests otherwise.
  • Vaike: Oh, he does, does he?! Well, I'm gonna find this Evidence fella and give him what for!

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Oh ho! Now THIS is a surprise.
  • Tharja: Shouldn't you be off eating dinner with the others? I hear they're having lamb. You can throw the bones on the ground and everything.
  • Vaike: Yeah, well, shouldn't YOU be havin' dinner, too? Whatcha doin' out here all alone?
  • Tharja: Nothing that concerns you.
  • Vaike: Look, you can't brush me off that easily. Teach knows why you're here. Yer thinkin' about the battle today, yeah? About how some folks got hurt? Don't go blamin' yerself for that, now. You did all ya could.
  • Tharja: ...I should have done more.
  • Vaike: Look, you're a creepy lady and all, but ya still shouldn't be so focused on the dead. I mean, there's plenty of livin' around here still, right? So why not focus on them? Here, I brought ya figs and part of a pie. Thought ya could use a meal.
  • Tharja: You planned this!
  • Vaike: ...Huh?
  • Tharja: You didn't just pass here by accident. You knew I was upset and followed me!
  • Vaike: Look, if ya keep askin' questions, this pie's gonna get cold.
  • Tharja: ...Perhaps I stand corrected.
  • Vaike: About what?
  • Tharja: I thought you lacked the ability to understand my mind. I may have been wrong.
  • Vaike: Didja say that? I totally forgot. Now dig in!

S SupportEdit

  • Tharja: One bat wing... A dash of pig tail... And then...
  • Vaike: I hope that ain't dinner yer makin'! Bwa ha ha ha ha! ...Er, no, seriously. Whatcha up to?
  • Tharja: I'm brewing a potion for a spell.
  • Vaike: Har! What is it? Fireballs? The Vaike loves fireballs!
  • Tharja: I'd rather not say.
  • Vaike: Why not? Ya gonna cast it on me? Bwa ha ha ha!
  • Tharja: ......
  • Vaike: Hey, wait! Ya ARE gonna cast it on me?! N-now look, sister! Ol' Teach told ya he don't wanna be no toad!
  • Tharja: It's not a toad, I promise. ...Ah, there we are. Done. All right, Vaike. Drink.
  • Vaike: Heck no!
  • Tharja: You need to trust me, Vaike. This potion is special. It will allow me to capture your heart.
  • Vaike: Wait, it's a LOVE potion? Har har! I coulda saved ya the bat wings! Before ya go pourin' stuff down my throat, take a look at this.
  • Tharja: This looks like a ring.
  • Vaike: See? Ya don't need spells or magic or whatnot to get my heart. Ya already have it!
  • Tharja: Very well. I accept your proposal.
  • Vaike: Aw, see? That's just swell! So, uh, maybe you'll just pour out that potion there, eh?

With OliviaEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Vaike: ...Huh?
  • Olivia: *Sob*
  • Vaike: What's wrong there, Olivia? Whatcha cryin' about?
  • Olivia: The scent on the wind...
  • Vaike: *Sniff* ...Huh? Wind smells fine to me! What's wrong with it?
  • Olivia: It's the fragrance of change—of the passing of the seasons. I cannot help but weep.
  • Vaike: It's the what now?
  • Olivia: Oh, no! Did I say that out loud?! Oh, I'm so EMBARRASSED! D-don't look at me!
  • Vaike: Er, yeah. I'm gettin' increasingly confused by this conversation.
  • Olivia: Why do these kinds of things ALWAYS happen to me?!
  • Vaike: You mean sniffin' the air and breakin' into uncontrollable sobs?
  • Olivia: Stars on a cloudless night... A single strawberry on a plate... A flock of birds soaring across the blue skies... Such beauty strikes my heart and overcomes me with emotion!
  • Vaike: Just sounds like yer cryin' over a buncha weird stuff, if ya ask me. But hey, we all got our problems, right?
  • Olivia: Yes...I suppose so.
  • Vaike: Er, so these mooning fits of yours don't happen on the battlefield, right?
  • Olivia: Oh, no! In combat, I remain totally focused at all times.
  • Vaike: See then? Ya got nothin' to worry about! Still, ya might wanna avoid sniffin' the air with other folks around. People might think you're weird.
  • Olivia: Er, yes. I'll try to keep that in mind. I'm sorry for putting you to trouble.
  • Vaike: You ain't gotta apologize to ol' Teach! Just keep yer chin up, all right?
  • Olivia: Oh, yes. Of course. I'm sorry I'm not more cheer—
  • Vaike: Ogre's teeth, lady! Stop apologizin'!
  • Olivia: S-sorry...

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: ......
  • Olivia: Oh, I'm SO sorry, Vaike!
  • Vaike: Lemme guess: ya saw a wildflower at the bottom of the cliff and got all weepy. And THEN ya nearly fell off the dang thing 'cause ya couldn't see. That the gist of it?
  • Olivia: Th-that's about it, yes. If you hadn't come along...
  • Vaike: You'd have plummeted to your death. I know. Listen, why are you like this?
  • Olivia: I don't know! I just... *sniff*
  • Vaike: You're like one'a them long-haired weirdos that bangs gongs in the street.
  • Olivia: *Snff* I'm sorry...
  • Vaike: Gads, you do like to apologize, don't ya? I really wish you'd knock it off.
  • Olivia: S-sorry...
  • Vaike: Look, stop it. Try to say somethin' else for a change, all right? Like "Oh, Vaike, yer so wonderful!" or...somethin'.
  • Olivia: Er, well... That is...
  • Vaike: C'mon, you don't have to be so shy! You're talkin' to the Vaike here!
  • Olivia: Th-thank you.
  • Vaike: Hmmmmmmm?
  • Olivia: For...you know. Saving me. Just now.
  • Vaike: Oh, that. Har har! That ain't nothin'.
  • Olivia: Oh, gosh. That wasn't a very good thank you, was it? I'm so sorr—
  • Vaike: DON'T say it! It was great! Perfect! No need for any more apologizin'!
  • Olivia: Oh, you must forgiv— Er, I mean...all right.

A SupportEdit

  • Olivia: Oh, er, Vaike?
  • Vaike: Yep?
  • Olivia: I...wanted to say something about earlier. When I almost fell off the cliff?
  • Vaike: Just so long as ya don't go apologizin' again!
  • Olivia: Oh, no. Actually, what I wanted to say was... Vaike, I think you're wonderful.
  • Vaike: Huh?
  • Olivia: Oh, GODS! Did I say the wrong thing?! I did, didn't I? Oh, I'm just going—
  • Vaike: No, it was fine! I just...wasn't expectin' it, is all. And while I agree about the wonderful bit, what's it got to do with the cliff?
  • Olivia: Well, er, it's just that when we spoke afterward, you told me... That is... See, you asked me to say that you're wonderful. So I thought about it, and—
  • Vaike: That was AGES ago!
  • Olivia: Er, so?
  • Vaike: Look, Olivia. Ya can't just go savin' up compliments for whenever. If somebody does somethin' great like savin' yer life, ya tell 'em right away! Not weeks later when everyone's forgotten about it!
  • Olivia: Oh. Sorry...
  • Vaike: ......
  • Olivia: But you DID save my life. So now I have to find some way to repay you.
  • Vaike: Well, there is ooone thing you could do for me, I s'pose. Wanna hear it?
  • Olivia: Oh, yes! Please, I'd love to!
  • Vaike: No more apologizin' to me. Ever.
  • Olivia: Er...
  • Vaike: "Sorry this" and "sorry that" makes it impossible to have a proper chat. And, frankly, I was kinda hopin' we could sit down and talk sometime!
  • Olivia: Oh? I-I see... Then I'll try...

S SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Say, Olivia? You got a sec? I was hopin' we could chat.
  • Olivia: Of course, Vaike. What is it?
  • Vaike: Well, I was just thinkin'... Ever since ya stopped with the apologizin', we've been havin' some great times! Don't ya think?
  • Olivia: Oh, er...yes... I suppose... I mean, I like talking to you! ...I think. Mostly.
  • Vaike: Right! And 'cause it's all goin' so swimmingly, I thought I'd give ya this. If ya take it, we'll be able to keep talkin' till we're old and batty!
  • Olivia: ...Oh my gosh, Vaike. Is this a ring?
  • Vaike: Oh, and uh... You know our little rule? Well, consider it suspended for now.
  • Olivia: What do you mean?
  • Vaike: I mean, ya can apologize to me right now if...ya know. If ya need to. Otherwise it'd be hard for ya to turn me down and all. I mean, if that were— Hey, are you backin' away from me?
  • Olivia: Oh, gods, I'm SO embarrassed, I have to... I have to...
  • Vaike: Hey, it ain't like I do this every day either, sister! Mopin' monkeys, she just took off! She's a funny one, that girl. Hope she comes back soon. The Vaike don't wanna stand here all day like a chump... ...... Yup. Aaanytime would be great. Just any old time now.
  • Olivia: ...Er, Vaike?
  • Vaike: There she is!
  • Olivia: Um, that was... I mean... I shouldn't have run off like that.
  • Vaike: It's all right. You can say it. I told ya, apologies'll be accepted.
  • Olivia: No. That's the thing... You don't have to lift the rule. ...See?
  • Vaike: ...You're wearin' it? You're wearin' the ring!
  • Olivia: I think it suits me.
  • Vaike: Course it does! I ordered it all special for ya!
  • Olivia: I'm very honored, Vaike. Er, Vaike?
  • Vaike: Yep?
  • Olivia: I...I love you.
  • Vaike: Holy ogre toes! Why didn't ya say so before now?!
  • Olivia: Because I'm...bad at communicating...
  • Vaike: Look, I tell ya what. You marry me, and I'll do the talkin' for the both of us. Sound like a plan?
  • Olivia: It certainly does!

With ChercheEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Egads, lady! That STINGS!
  • Cherche: Hush. That's how you know it's working.
  • Vaike: Your bedside manner could do with a bit of work.
  • Cherche: You're the one who tried to fight my poor wyvern, Minerva, with your bare hands! If I hadn't come along when I did—
  • Vaike: If you hadn't come along, I woulda won! I was just linin' up my finishin' blow.
  • Cherche: Is this when you were curled on the ground with your hands over your head? Or when you were running amok like a sad, headless chicken?
  • Vaike: H-hey! How long were you watchin' ol' Teach, anyway?
  • Cherche: Oh, look. Another cut. Let me just...
  • Vaike: YEEEEEE-OWCH!
  • Cherche: Hee hee! Now, the next time you fancy wrestling a wyvern, don't expect me to save you. Stay away from the stables unless you want to serve as Minerva's supper.
  • Vaike: Bah! That dumb lizard just got lucky. Next time I'll show her who's number one!
  • Cherche: ...Number one in her feed bowl, perhaps.

B SupportEdit

  • Cherche: Vaike? What are you doing to Minerva?
  • Vaike: Huh? Me? With Minerva? Well, I, uh... Oh, you mean THIS Minerva! ...Yeah, I ain't doin' nothin'.
  • Cherche: Then why are you crouched in the mud while she stands over you and drools? Down, Minerva! Down! ...That's a good wyvern. Why, I do believe she's playing with you! I haven't seen her this excited since the time she brought down that wild griffon.
  • Vaike: Yeah, well, ya know how it is. Mutual respect grows when ya fight with folks and...all that. Ain't that right, Minerva? Har har har!
  • Cherche: Are you saying you've learned to communicate with my Minerva? This is really quite amazing. She's actually taken a shine to you!
  • Vaike: Yeah, but you're still number one in her book.
  • Cherche: Well, I'm glad you two are getting along.
  • Vaike: That's us, all right! Bosom buddies! Thicker'n thieves! Pals for life!
  • Cherche: ...... Just don't get TOO friendly with her. She's MY wyvern, remember?
  • Vaike: Wh-what? Har har! No! Ol' Teach wouldn't dream of it.
  • Cherche: ...Now will you please clamber out of the mud and come over here? You've picked up a few more scratches from your latest play session.
  • Vaike: You ain't gonna use more of that stingy stuff, are ya?
  • Cherche: We'll see...

A SupportEdit

  • Cherche: So? How was your first experience riding on the back of a wyvern?
  • Vaike: It was amazin'! Everybody looks so tiny from up there!
  • Cherche: I'm astonished she trusts you enough to let you ride on her back. You two have truly formed a special bond.
  • Vaike: Well, I've been feedin' her and givin' her water and cleanin' out her stable, so...
  • Cherche: Is that so? Why, thank you, Vaike.
  • Vaike: Aw, it's my pleasure! Anythin' to help out a friend, right? ...Heh. I used to think wyverns were hideous lookin', but Minerva's just a big ol' puppy!
  • Cherche: It's true—they really are the most adorable creatures around! We've been together for over 10 years, and she's more beautiful than ever.
  • Vaike: Wait a second! You were ridin' Minerva back when you were a kid?! How's that possible? And where'd ya get her, anyway?
  • Cherche: I met her when I wondered into Wyvern Valley.
  • Vaike: Blisterin' behemoths! You entered that chasm of horror ALONE? As a KID?!
  • Cherche: I wanted to have an adventure. Minerva was just a baby then, with the cutest round eyes!
  • Vaike: That's...kind of amazin'. Okay, so you brought her home, right? What then? Didja fight duels to get to know each other or what?
  • Cherche: Not exactly. I was training to be a cleric at the time and used a very heavy staff. Whenever she misbehaved, I'd just bonk her on the head. Soon she was meek as a bunny, and I was riding her to school.
  • Vaike: That musta been a handful for your teachers...
  • Cherche: Ever since then, Minerva and I have been simply inseparable. Oh, I forgot—I also apologized for bonking her on the head.
  • Vaike: Beautiful, smart, funny, AND kind! You are some woman, Cherche!
  • Cherche: Sir, you should know that flattery will get you nowhere with me.
  • Vaike: It ain't flattery! It's the truth! Seriously. Ol' Teach ain't bright enough to think up flattery on the spot like that.

S SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Heya, Cherche.
  • Cherche: Oh, hello, Vaike. Are you here to see Minerva?
  • Vaike: Nope. I'm here to see you. Actually, uh... I've kinda been usin' Minerva as an excuse for awhile now. I just like bein' around ya, ya know? You're smart, and funny, and... I dunno. I like it.
  • Cherche: So you made friends with Minerva in order to get closer to me?
  • Vaike: I wasn't tryin' to deceive ya or nothin'! I just couldn't think of a better plan.
  • Cherche: How delightful!
  • Vaike: Look, I... I kinda got ya somethin'. Ordered it special and everythin'. It's a ring. See, I was hopin' ya might... I dunno. Marry me?
  • Cherche: Why, that's very sweet, Vaike. But what about Minerva?
  • Vaike: Oh, she'd be part of the family, too!
  • Cherche: Are you sure you want the responsibility? Feed costs alone are a tremendous burden. You can't just let her fly around and pick up random animals off the hillsides.
  • Vaike: Oh, that ain't good. I've been lettin' her roast wild boars and stuff. But, uh, sure! If you want it, I'll buy her the finest wyvern chow around!
  • Cherche: Oh, and we'll need a house that has enough room for all three of us.
  • Vaike: Gods' beards! That's a huge house! I suppose I'll have to build it... But, uh, can it maybe wait until after the war?
  • Cherche: That should be fine. Oh, wait! Another thing...
  • Vaike: Monkey meat, there's MORE?! listen, I don't mind—
  • Cherche: Hee hee hee! I'm just joking, Vaike. ...About everything. As long as you promise to be kind to Minerva, that's all either of us needs.
  • Vaike: Well, that's a relief! I thought you were gonna make a pauper out of the Vaike! So will ya marry me, then?
  • Cherche: How could I possibly turn you down? Of course I will!
  • Vaike: Aw, ya just made me the happiest man in the realm! I can't wait to see Chrom's face when I tell him I'VE got the prettiest girl!
  • Cherche: Oh, Vaike. Minerva will be so pleased you said that about her!
  • Vaike: I wasn't talkin' about the wyvern...

With Owain (Son)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Owain: A foul sense hangs in the air... My sword arm throbs dully! Hngh?! Wh-what's this? Blood...raging! ...A different sort of blood rage than usual!
  • Vaike: Owain? Everything all right?
  • Owain: STAY BACK, FATHER! You mustn't come any closer!
  • Vaike: Why? Did ya catch somethin'? You think you're contagious?
  • Owain: The blood of heroes that courses through my veins hungers for fresh prey! If you draw within striking range in my present state, I cannot guarantee safety! I beg of you, stay back! Do not force me to topple my own father!
  • Vaike: ...Er, I'm confused. Are you under someone else's control? Wait, did someone curse ya?
  • Owain: Aye, the curse of my bloodline's uncontrollable power! IT GNAWS AT MY SOOOOOOUL! Hnngh... D-down! Down, I command thee! Be calm, sword arm! Stay, raging blood!
  • Vaike: All right, Son, just stay where ya are—I'll get your Mother!
  • Owain: Wait, MOTHER?! Er... Heh... That's not...strictly necessary. This pain is nothing to a man like me!
  • (Vaike leaves)
  • Owain: Given a moment, I'm sure it will abate! I've weathered far worse than... Er, Father? ...ACK! Did he actually go to get Mother?! Suddenly I don't feel so well...

B SupportEdit

  • Owain: Um... You're not still upset, are you?
  • Vaike: Of course I'm upset! You started moanin' and shoutin' out of the blue! Your mother and I were terrified! *Sigh* Look, I AM relieve you're all right. But what was all that about, anyway? Some kind of scripted stage actin'?
  • Owain: I don't script anything! I'll have you know, it's entirely improv— Er... I mean, it's authentic! I'm the chosen scion of warrior heroes across tide and time!
  • Vaike: And you ain't ashamed to spout that stuff? ...The Vaike is confused.
  • Owain: Ashamed? Ha! Far from it! Though I suppose I can't blame you for not understanding my bleeding-edge aesthetic. After all, you are the product of an earlier, simpler time...
  • Vaike: Heh. Well, a future where people talk like you makes the Vaike— ...OWAIN, GET DOWN!
  • Owain: What?!
  • Vaike: ...Grah!
  • Owain: Your shoulder! Father, you're hit!
  • Vaike: Nngh... Archers...in the trees... Those cowards, they fired on you... No one fires at the Son of Vaike... But we're outnumbered... We gotta get outta here, ya hear? Now GO!
  • Owain: R-right!
  • (Scene transition)
  • Vaike: Whew... We lost 'em. The Vaike's legs always come through in a pinch, hah!
  • Owain: Gods, not again...
  • Vaike: Huh?
  • Owain: Why?! Why did you take that arrow for me?! You could have died! This is how it happens, you know! This is exactly... Er...
  • Vaike: This is how what happens?
  • Owain: *Sob* Oh, Father... *sniff*
  • Vaike: Owain? Owain, are you cryin'? What's the matter?
  • Owain: I... *sigh* No, nothing. Nothing is the matter. It was...just more improv, all right? Just forget I said anything. More importantly, we need to get that shoulder looked at. I'll go get Mother.
  • Vaike: A-all right. I'll be waitin'.

A SupportEdit

  • Owain: Father, how's the shoulder?
  • Vaike: Aw, I'm nearly healed up. Wasn't much of a wound to begin with, I guess.
  • Owain: Good. I don't know what I'd do if...if I got you killed again.
  • Vaike: Ah, so that's what this was about... I die protectin' ya in the future?
  • Owain: ...It was just a normal Risen, but somehow I didn't see it coming. You had no business dying when I was the one too stupid to watch his own back!
  • Vaike: Ha! Sounds like a suitable death for ol' Teach!
  • Owain: So yes, that's why when I saw you took a hit for me, I...I lost control. All those feelings of guilt and shame returned. I just couldn't stand it.
  • Vaike: Well, sorry that I dredged up those painful memories, Owain. But more than that, I'm sorry I left ya by yourself in the future...
  • Owain: Father, no! You never left me! I never felt alone—not once! You and Mother were always with me because you were WITHIN me! I'm the scion of a heroine who gave me life and a hero who gave his life to save mine.
  • Vaike: Wait. So all this talk about havin' the blood of heroes in you... You were talkin' about your mother and me? Owain, that's so— ...Wait a sec. Why does OUR blood rage and boil at the drop of a hat? Lissa and I really don't seem the type to have such unruly fluids...
  • Owain: Well, yes, the part about my blood raging may have been for...dramatic effect.
  • Vaike: ...Wait, WHAT?
  • Owain: But the point is that I'm more proud of my bloodline than anything in the world. When I remember I'm your son, I feel unstoppable. Like I could do anything! And I didn't come all this way to have you die on me again! Do you understand? From now on, we fight injustice together!
  • Vaike: ...Heh. Thanks, Owain. But you're more than just the Vaike's legacy, ya know. You've done plenty in your own right, and your mother and I are proud of ya for it.
  • Owain: Aw, thanks! But... Hnngh... This sensation... B-blood...boiling once again... The fiery pride in your bosom has sparked the tinder of my soul and set me ablaze!
  • Vaike: Hah! Well, I'm glad to hear you're back to your old self, at least.

With Inigo (Son)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Vaike: We've got a battle to prepare for, Inigo! Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Vaike: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Vaike: No. I was just wonderin' if you were like this in the future, too.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Vaike: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Vaike: Is that so? The Vaike is listening...
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Vaike: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Vaike: I'm at a loss for words!
  • Inigo: Why? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Vaike: No, that ain't the... Ahh, never mind. Talkin' with you is exhausting. I'm goin' on ahead.
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, eh? 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 SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Vaike: Somethin' wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Vaike: Hah! You're a worse liar than your mother! It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Vaike: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't ya say somethin'?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Vaike: All right, that's ENOUGH!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Vaike: You can barely walk, and you're still thinkin' about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You got no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Vaike: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Vaike: Inigo, I didn't—
  • 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 else 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!
  • Vaike: ......
  • 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 don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Vaike: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • Vaike: ...... I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Inigo! I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Vaike: Heck, that's great!
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Vaike: No, I'M sorry! For what I said. It was...insensitive... You've been fightin' with all you've got. I got no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Vaike: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Vaike: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Vaike: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha 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?
  • Vaike: ...That was why you came back? To make the Vaike happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Vaike: Hell, you can tell me 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.
  • Vaike: Ha! You can stop kiddin' now, Inigo. I'm already smilin'.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Vaike: Hey, the Vaike loves the ladies, so I can't hold it against ya. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of ya. But no one is invincible, and ya shouldn't pretend to be. If somethin's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Vaike: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you'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.
  • Vaike: And I'll be damned if I'm ever gonna lose such a wonderful son!

With Brady (Son)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Brady: Tea's ready. It's the, uh... The whatsit kind. From that place. You know, the expensive junk.
  • Vaike: Um...
  • Brady: Well...? Whaddya waitin' for? A royal invitation? It's all set and ready to go—just the way you like it.
  • Vaike: Uh, Brady?
  • Brady: Let's step it up, old-timer! Tea ain't gettin' any hotter!
  • Vaike: Uh, right. S-sorry... *sip*...But, Brady?
  • Brady: Yeah?
  • Vaike: What did ya mean, "just the way I like it"? The Vaike hardly ever drinks tea.
  • Brady: Whaddya mean? You drink it everyday. You never miss teatime.
  • Vaike: Hey, I got nothin' against tea, 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 detailed instructions! Wait... Did she make it all up?
  • Vaike: Considerin' I don't even know what a "tea ritual" is, I'm guessin' she did.
  • Brady: That dirty... I bet she's laughing her head off right about now!
  • Vaike: Er, what exactly did she tell you?
  • 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.
  • (Brady leaves)
  • Vaike: ...When did my life get so weird?

B SupportEdit

  • Brady: Sorry about last time,old-timer.
  • Vaike: What, the tea? Aw, ain't nothin' to apologize for. Ol' Vaike was happy 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'.
  • Vaike: ...I'm sorry?
  • Brady: Yeah, exactly. I wanna say I'm sorry, and I heard that requires a violin performance.
  • Vaike: 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.
  • Vaike: Brady, listen to me. I ain't never had anyone apologize to me that way before. ...EVER. Your mother's havin' fun with ya again.
  • Brady: What, AGAIN?! Oh, that tears it! I'm gonna—
  • Vaike: Brady, wait.
  • Brady: What?!
  • Vaike: As long as you're here, let's just hang out and forget about Maribelle for a while. I'm kinda thankful, actually. If not for her games, you wouldn't 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.
  • Vaike: Great! Pull up a seat!

A SupportEdit

  • Brady: And then Ma pulls out that li'l umbrella of hers, and she says—
  • Vaike: Heh heh...
  • Brady: ...What are ya laughing for? I ain't even at the punchline yet.
  • Vaike: I'm just glad we're able to shoot the breeze like this, Brady. I gotta admit, I was kinda shocked when I first saw ya. Ya seemed a little...scary.
  • Brady: Yeah, well. Sorry I'm all scary. I guess if you don't like it, do a better job raising the real deal.
  • Vaike: What, ya mean the Brady from this era?
  • Brady: Yeah. I ain't your real son, anyway. I mean, not exactly.
  • Vaike: ...... 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.
  • Vaike: How can ya say that after we've gotten so close? You think I'd just cast ya aside once my son's born? I'd never do that! You're my friend, Brady. ...And my son. The Son of Vaike!
  • Brady: Pop, I... *sniff* Aw, damn. I'd 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.
  • Vaike: I could never forget ya, Son. I'll remember ya till the day I die and love ya 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 violin and do a backflip if I have to. Don't try me, old-timer!
  • Vaike: Don't you worry, kid. Teach ain't goin' anywhere anytime soon!

With Kjelle (Daughter)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Kjelle: Are you free, Father? I could use a sparring partner.
  • Vaike: Hey, Kjelle... I'd love to, but...maybe not today...
  • Kjelle: Father, you're pale as a ghost! And sweating! What's wrong?!
  • Vaike: I-it's nothing. I'm f-fine... Save for my gut...
  • Kjelle: Are you injured? Who did this to you?! Give me a name, and I'll—
  • Vaike: B-breakfast...
  • Kjelle: ...Someone named "Breakfast"?
  • Vaike: N-no... I ate breakfast, and then...this happened... N-not just me... Everyone in camp is in...the same shape... If you haven't eaten...s-stay away... Save yourself...
  • Kjelle: ......
  • Vaike: Hrrgh... And I thought Sully's cooking was bad... Whoever made this is...is...
  • Kjelle: ...Is your daughter.
  • Vaike: ...What?
  • Kjelle: I'm sorry, Father. ...I thought it turned out so well.
  • Vaike: N-no, it's not...that... I mean...urrgh... It was d-delicious... I'm sure the...searing pain is...coincidental...
  • Kjelle: You just said that everyone who ate it got sick! Oh, this is so embarrassing!
  • (Kjelle leaves)
  • Vaike: W-wait! Kjelle! C-come back! Don't go... The Vaike'll... Bluuurp! Oh, gods... H-here it comes...

B SupportEdit

  • Kjelle: HAH! RRRAGH! YAAAH!
  • Vaike: Kjelle, you seem to be trainin' especially hard today.
  • Kjelle: If I can't do my share of the cooking, I'll have to do a larger share of the fighting.
  • Vaike: So, uh... You ain't cookin' again?
  • Kjelle: Would you want me to, after last time?! You saw how that day's battle played out. All our soldiers clutching their guts, legs quivering like newborn deer... And the smell... Oh, gods, the smell... If the enemy hadn't been so horrified, we might all be dead!
  • Vaike: Yeah, that was pretty ugly, all right. But hey, nobody's perfect. I'm sure it was just a fluke! The Vaike would be happy to give your cookin' another shot.
  • Kjelle: NO!
  • Vaike: Muh?
  • Kjelle: What if it WASN'T a fluke? What if my cooking gets you KILLED next time?! Another breakfast from me could bring our entire army to it's knees! Literally! Don't ask me to do that to my fellow soldiers and my family.
  • Vaike: Yeesh, it wasn't THAT bad...
  • Kjelle: I still remember the sound...that horrible sound... Dozens of people, all fa—
  • Vaike: All right! I get it, I get it. ...Look, what if ol' Teach gave ya a few pointers in the kitchen? If we manage to come up with somethin' tasty, we can share it with everyone!
  • Kjelle: Hmm... All right, let's try it! ...And thanks.

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: The soup smells great, honey! Good job. I'm sure everyone'll be dyin' for a taste.
  • Kjelle: Thanks. I had a good teacher. I had no idea you knew so much about cooking!
  • Vaike: I learned a lot after marryin' your mother. Was that or starve...
  • Kjelle: Ha! You two really get along well, don't you?
  • Vaike: Yeah, I guess we do...
  • Kjelle: ...... ...Heh heh.
  • Vaike: Hmm?
  • Kjelle: Just thinking that this must be what it feels like. ...Having parents, I mean. Being a normal family. I never really got to have that, but...it's nice.
  • Vaike: Kjelle...
  • Kjelle: But hey, enough of that. Didn't mean to get all misty. Let's dig in to this soup! *slurp*
  • Vaike: Kjelle, I know you're a strong girl who doesn't like to ask for help... But ya can, ya know? If there's ever anythin' the Vaike can do, you just name it.
  • Kjelle: Weeell... I guess one thing comes to mind, actually.
  • Vaike: What's that?
  • Kjelle: Keep teaching me how to cook! This soup tastes like dishwater...
  • Vaike: *Slurp* ...Oh, gods, you ain't kiddin'.
  • Kjelle: Actually, I've had better dishwater...
  • Vaike: Right then! Teach'll have ya cookin' food that tastes like food in no time.
  • Kjelle: That'd be plenty for me! Thanks!

With Severa (Daughter)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Severa: Hey! I think it's time for Daddy-Daughter Day!
  • Vaike: Er...what? Why?
  • Severa: Does a daughter NEED a reason to spend a little time with her father?! Most fathers would be beside themselves with joy at even being asked! Gawds!
  • Vaike: You're right—I should count my blessings! Well, then? Where ya wanna go?
  • Severa: Into town! I spotted a whole line of shops with the CUTEST dresses...
  • Vaike: Dresses, eh? Well, I suppose ya are at that age...
  • Severa: Age? Hee hee! In this timeline, you're not much older than I am, Daddy!
  • Vaike: Hah! Good point!
  • Severa: I bet most people seeing us side by side would think we are brother and sister.
  • Vaike: Hmm, yeah... That would be odd, huh?
  • 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?
  • Vaike: Wha—?! Aw, come on! That ain't it at all! You're completely adorable, hon!
  • 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?
  • Vaike: I could never hate ya, Severa. And I'm sure your mother won't mind. You're our daughter, you know? You can have anythin' ya want.
  • Severa: Oh, thank you, Daddy. I love you so much!
  • Vaike: Heh heh! I love ya too, kid.
  • Severa: (...Pffft. Too easy.)

B SupportEdit

  • Severa: Thanks again for all the shopping, Daddy! I felt like a total princess when you bought everything I asked for!
  • Vaike: I'm pretty sure most royal houses couldn't afford to shop the way you just did...
  • Severa: Daddy, are you listening?
  • Vaike: What? Y-yes, dear, I'm listenin'.
  • 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!
  • Vaike: Sorry, pumpkin, but no.
  • Severa: Huh? Why not? Did I do something wrong? Daddy, are you... Are you mad at me?
  • Vaike: Urgh, spare me the puppy-dog eyes, please... No means no, kid. We just bought ya all that stuff...
  • Severa: FINE, then! FINE! I guess I'll just wear RAGS! ...GAWDS!
  • Vaike: Yeesh, talk about an attitude change! Now, look. I ain't sayin' I won't buy ya anythin' ever...
  • Severa: Oooooh, you're not?!
  • Vaike: I'm just sayin' you'll have to earn it. If ya help out around camp with chores and such, I'll treat ya to something nice.
  • Severa: EXCUSE me? What is this—my allowance?! I'm not a child!
  • Vaike: No? Then stop actin' like one! This is for your own good, Severa. A little hardship in your youth builds character.
  • Severa: I dealt with a LOT more than hardship back in the future, thank you!
  • Vaike: Well, my mind's made up. I won't continue to just buy ya whatever ya like. If there's somethin' ya 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?!
  • Vaike: *Sigh* Sure hope that character starts buildin' soon...

A SupportEdit

  • Severa: Apply the whetstone to the blade at an angle, and then... Gah, not again! That's the fifth one that broke! Nothing EVER goes right for me!
  • Vaike: Er, Severa? Whatcha doin'?
  • Severa: I'm sharpening these stupid weapons that won't stay sharp! Gawds! You told me to help out, right? So I'm helping.
  • Vaike: ...And that pile of broken swords behind ya?
  • 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...
  • Vaike: Er, 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.
  • Vaike: ......
  • Severa: ...Well? If you have something to say, just say it!
  • Vaike: I ain't disappointed, Severa. I couldn't be happier ya 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 mess something up, people compare me to Mother! And you're closer to her than anyone! I KNOW you think I don't measure up.
  • Vaike: You're your own woman, Severa. I wouldn't compare ya to anyone. You're my daughter and my treasure, and I know your mother feels the same.
  • Severa: Wha—?!
  • Vaike: I love ya, kid, and I'm behind ya no matter what. So no more talk of bein' a disappointment! It makes me feel like I failed ya as a father.
  • Severa: What? No! Daddy, you didn't! *sniff* I'm sorry! I... I didn't... WAAAAAAAAAH...
  • Vaike: Aw, don't cry. You've been through a lot, I know, but it's all right now. I'm sorry for sayin' ya needed more hardship before. I know it's been hard... But I'll do all I can to keep ya from ever suffering again. and hey—ya HAVE been doin' 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!
  • Vaike: I ain't goin' anywhere this time. I promise.

With Gerome (Son)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Hey, Gerome.
  • Gerome: What do you want?
  • Vaike: Oh, nothin' in particular. I just—
  • Gerome: Then why are you talking to me? I'm not here to make friends.
  • Vaike: Apparently not... But what about family?
  • Gerome: ......
  • Vaike: I been thinkin': we're father and son... Perhaps it's time we started actin' like it. Lucina calls Chrom "Father," right? Maybe you should try that with me?
  • Gerome: You may look like my father, but you are not the same man. My father is dead and gone. ...You are a stranger.
  • Vaike: Ouch! That was pretty cold, friend. (And Chrom wins yet again...) Look, I know your true father is gone, and I know ya must miss him greatly. ...But I thought maybe our relationship could help heal that wound.
  • Gerome: Then you are a fool.
  • Vaike: Hey! That kinda talk is uncalled for! I'm only offerin' this out of a sense of—
  • Gerome: This conversation is over. I have business elsewhere. I must feed and clean Minervykins before bedtime.
  • Vaike: ...Minervykins?
  • Gerome: Er, that is... I did not mean to... Bah! Your stupidity is contagious!
  • (Gerome leaves)
  • Vaike: Sheesh. That kid...

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Heya, Gerome. Have ya been takin' good care of little Minervykins?
  • Gerome: I did NOT call her that! The very idea is ludicrous! ...You must have misheard.
  • Vaike: Aw, no need to get your smallclothes in a twist, Gerome. Cherche sometimes calls her wyvern Minervykins, too. Eventually, I picked up the habit as well.
  • Gerome: Oh... Er, right. I knew that.
  • Vaike: Heh heh. You know, you're adorable when you're flustered!
  • Gerome: ......
  • Vaike: All right, all right. No need to glare! I didn't mean nothin' by it...
  • Gerome: ...Apology accepted.
  • Vaike: Heh. Thanks very much, Your Grace. I gotta say, seein' ya so angry reminds me quite a bit of Cherche.
  • Gerome: What do you mean?
  • Vaike: Mmm? Oh, er, nothin'... Hey! Is that your Minerva over there?
  • Gerome: It is.
  • Vaike: Hmm, more intimidatin' 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!
  • Vaike: I didn't trick ya into anythin'! You said it all by yourself!
  • Gerome: That's it. I'm leaving. WE'RE leaving. ...Minerva, to me!
  • (Gerome leaves)
  • Vaike: Heh, he really is adorable when he's flustered...

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Hey, Gerome. Spendin' some quality time with Minerva again, are ya?
  • Gerome: ...Why do you insist on following me everywhere?
  • Vaike: Ain't nothin' as sinister as your tone implies. I can promise you that. I just wanted to talk about our relationship again. About bein' father and son... Now that I've seen your sensitive side, I thought we might—
  • Gerome: I have no sensitive side.
  • Vaike: Er, right. But remember when ya 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?
  • Vaike: Minerva would never attack me, Gerome. She knows I'm family. Hey there, little Minerva. You remember Ol' Vaike, don't ya?
  • Gerome: M-Minerva? ...Do you truly consider this buffoon part of our family? ...... ...I see. Very well, Minerva. If that is what you wish...
  • Vaike: Er, what'd Minerva say?
  • Gerome: Hmph. You claim to be part of the family, but you can't understand her?
  • Vaike: Er, well... 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 so poorly. ...Father.
  • Vaike: ...Did you just call me Father?
  • Gerome: Don't get used to it. ...Minerva, to me! We're leaving!
  • Vaike: W-wait, Gerome! Son! Say it once more! Say it in front of Chrom!
  • Gerome: Bah, enough already!

With Morgan (Male) (Son)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Morgan: Hmmm... 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.
  • Vaike: Whatcha up to, 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 paws of some scripted fate. It's the invisible ties we forge that bind us." So yeah, it's not fate. It's the whole invisible bond-link...thing!
  • Vaike: Heh, no kiddin'?
  • 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?
  • Vaike: Hey, I'd be happy to! After all—
  • Morgan: Yay! Thanks so much! I'll start preparing. Oh, I can't wait to get started!
  • (Morgan leaves)
  • Vaike: He sure is energetic...

B SupportEdit

  • Morgan: Father? Do you have a moment?
  • Vaike: Sure do!
  • 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?
  • Vaike: Let's uh...hold off on the head smashin' for now, all right? Maybe you could try starin' at Ol' Vaike for a while, eh? Right into these 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?"
  • Vaike: Er... sure. Look, maybe that's enough of the memory project for one day, eh?
  • 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!

A SupportEdit

  • 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*
  • Vaike: Hey now! Cryin' ain't gonna help.
  • 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*
  • Vaike: Morgan...
  • Morgan: *Sniff* S-sorry. I guess I got a little carried away there... Ngh! M-my head! ...Wha—?!
  • Vaike: What's wrong?!
  • Morgan: I... I remembered 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.
  • Vaike: Take all the time ya need. And I'll do everything I can to help ya!
  • Morgan: Aw... Thanks, Dad.

With Yarne (Son)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Yarne: ...... ......
  • Vaike: Um, Yarne? Why are ya starin' at me like that?
  • Yarne: I'm trying to read your face and find out if you're cheating on Mother.
  • Vaike: Wh-what?! Cheatin'?! I'd never do such a thing! Ol' Vaike's been faithful to Panne since the day I proposed!
  • Yarne: Oh, all right then... IF you're telling the truth...
  • Vaike: Why would you think I was cheatin'? ...Is someone spreadin' rumors?
  • Yarne: Nope. The idea just popped into my head the other day. You see, I got to thinking... What would happen to me if you suddenly decided Mother wasn't good enough?
  • Vaike: Huh?
  • Yarne: See, I'd been assuming that all I had to do was make sure you both stayed alive. Eventually you'd have me, and poof! My existence would be guarenteed. But that would all change if you left Mother for another woman before I was born. The very instant you made the decision, I would just wink out of existence! The thought of it sends a chill down my spine. Brrrrrr...
  • Vaike: ...Huh. I guess I see your point.
  • Yarne: So I'm going to be keeping a VERY close eye on you to make sure you toe the line!
  • Vaike: Now hold on just a minute!
  • Yarne: Don't worry, I'll make an exception for temporary dalliances during battle. ...Just so long as the fraternizing STAYS on the battlefield! Anyway, I've got to be going. But remember: I'm watching you!
  • (Yarne leaves)
  • Vaike: Oh, for gods' sake...

B SupportEdit

  • Yarne: Ah. Hello, Father.
  • Vaike: What's wrong, Yarne? Ya look like your world's about to end.
  • Yarne: Thirteen yesterday, eight the day before. You know what I'm talking about?
  • Vaike: Um... The number of times I lost my axe?
  • Yarne: NO! The number of times you spoke to a woman who WASN'T my mother! To think I actually believed you when you said you had no intention of cheating! You have no self-control at all, and I'm going to vanish as a result! I just know it!
  • Vaike: Yarne, take it easy! I was just bein' polite. Ya know, pleasantries and tactics and stuff.
  • Yarne: It sounded like more than that to me! Remember, taguel have excellent hearing.
  • Vaike: *Sigh* Believe me, I know all about that... But ya gotta understand, I need to talk to my fellow soldiers—men and women both. When you're in the thick of a battle, it's vital ya know who you're fightin' with. I mean, what if someone said ya couldn't talk to Lucina ever again?
  • Yarne: ...Well, I guess that would be a problem.
  • Vaike: I'm glad ya understand. But I wish you'd just trust me when I say I would never cheat on your mother!
  • Yarne: Well, you say that now... And perhaps you even mean it now... But what about the future? How do I know you'll never change your mind? I mean, you once promised me that you'd return home...but you never did...
  • Vaike: ...Ah.
  • Yarne: ...Er, forget I said that. It doesn't matter. I won't spy on you anymore. But if you break another promise and cheat on Mother, I won't ever forgive you!
  • (Yarne leaves)
  • Vaike: ...Hmm. I think I get it now. In Yarne's future, I die and become the memory of a broken promise...

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Yarne! There you are. I was looking for ya.
  • Yarne: What do you want, Father? I told you, I won't spy on you anymore.
  • Vaike: That ain't why I wanted to see ya. I... wanna apologize. In the future, I promised to come back to ya and... I didn't. I'm sorry.
  • Yarne: What does it matter if YOU apologize?! It wasn't YOU who abandoned me! It was a different you from a different time!
  • Vaike: Yeah, I get that. And I also know you're not my son. ...Not exactly, anyway.
  • Yarne: ......
  • Vaike: We ain't just from different times—we're from different VERSIONS of time. And yet Ol' Vaike thinks of ya as family all the same. I hope to give ya the things that the father in your future couldn't. ...That is what you want, ain't it?
  • Yarne: I... I guess it is, yes. I know it's not right, but I can't help but think of you as my father. That's why I get scared whenever you talk to other women. I couldn't bear the thought of you leaving Mother and being someone else's father. It would be like losing him all over again.
  • Vaike: Yarne, what if I made ya another promise? I swear by all I hold dear that I'll survive and that I'll never abandon your mother. I love ya both more than anything in this world. I'd do anything for ya.
  • Yarne: I... I don't know what to say. Except...thank you. Because this time, I believe you'll keep your promise.
  • Vaike: Great!
  • Yarne: Phew! Now maybe I can relax and stop worrying about vanishing from history... You're such a great father! Who's a good father? Yes, whooo's a good father?!
  • Vaike: I appreciate the sentiment, Yarne, but do ya have to pet me like a dog while ya say it?

With Laurent (Son)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Laurent: This is yours, I presume, Father? I found it lying on the ground. Do try to better secure your belongings in the future.
  • Vaike: Ha! Ya sound just like your mother, Laurent.
  • Laurent: Naturally. She IS my mother.
  • Vaike: Well, yeah, but still... You two are so alike, I sometimes wonder if ya inherited anything from me.
  • Laurent: Don't be absurd, Father. Of course I did.
  • Vaike: Oh? Like what?
  • Laurent: Like...the color of my hair.
  • Vaike: Er, well, that's true, but that ain't exactly what I meant. Anything more substantive? You ever forget things, and then forget you forgot 'em?
  • Laurent: Hmm, no. My bearing in that respect is profoundly normal. Very much to my relief, if I might be perfectly frank.
  • Vaike: See, that's what I mean. You're always so serious and uptight... Ya 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.
  • Vaike: Wait, how could ya be older than Lucina? She's already been born here, but your mother and I still ain't had you.
  • Laurent: I...I fear I've no more time to chat today. Now, if you'll excuse me.
  • Vaike: Laurent, wait! ...What the hey was that all about?

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Heya, Laurent.
  • Laurent: Father. How may I help you?
  • Vaike: I been thinking about how ya said ya were older than Lucina... Can ya explain that? I'm a little lost.
  • Laurent: It's fairly straightforward. Travel among eras 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.
  • Vaike: There's that much of a spread between where ya landed? Er, when ya 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.
  • Vaike: So ya 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...
  • Vaike: Laurent, wait! Why'd ya never mention any of this before? You were cut off from everyone else for five whole years. Ya musta have been so...lonely.
  • Laurent: As I've said time and again, I am a grown man. ...I managed fine on my own.
  • Vaike: Laurent...

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Laurent.
  • Laurent: More questions, Father? I thought I was quite clear before.
  • Vaike: Yeah, ya 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?!
  • Vaike: Ah-hah! So ya CAN smile!
  • Laurent: I beg your pardon?!
  • Vaike: You're always so bent on being such a serious, proper grown-up. I worry that ya put too much pressure on yourself.
  • Laurent: For the last time, I am not a child!
  • Vaike: Age ain't got nothin' to do with it. It don't matter if you're older than Lucina. Or heck, older than me! You're still a child. You're MY child. ....You're my son.
  • Laurent: Er, I...
  • Vaike: And ya ain't alone no more, so stop isolatin' yourself. Ya got friends, and ya got Ol' Vaike.
  • Laurent: ...... You're right. All the time, it was... I was so lonely. Year after year, all alone... Wandering an era where I knew no one. Hoping to meet 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 the pain would kill me, or...
  • Vaike: I'm so sorry I didn't find ya earlier, Laurent. You forgive me, right? Ya got my word, I'll never leave your side again.

With Noire (Daughter)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Noire: *Sniff* *sniffle*
  • Vaike: Noire? What's wrong? Why are ya cryin'?
  • Noire: *Sniff* I'm not... Mother cursed me to have a *sniff* runny nose for three days straight.
  • Vaike: What the heck? Why would she do somethin' like that?
  • Noire: It's nothing new. *sniffle* Mother is always trying out some new spell or another. Every time she comes up with one, she *sniiiff* uses me as her guinea pig.
  • Vaike: Poor kid. Here, blow your nose in my hanky.
  • Noire: Th-thank you... *HOOONK!*
  • Vaike: Well, I can't let ya suffer like this for three whole days. The Vaike's gonna go have a talk with your mother and get this cleared up!
  • Noire: Er...are you sure? That never really worked out for you in the future. Every time you talked back, Mother cursed you up to your eyeballs. ...Or sometimes she just cursed your eyeballs, and you cried yourself to sleep.
  • Vaike: Gods. That's...kind of pathetic.
  • Noire: ...Yep. *sniff*
  • Vaike: B-but that was a different me, right? Just wait—I'll prove ya can depend on me!
  • Noire: Eep! W-well, you never talked like that before! Maybe things really can be different this time around. *sniiiff*

B SupportEdit

  • Vaike: *Sniff* Sorry, Noire... Looks like the Vaike letcha down... *sniff*
  • Noire: It's all right. I honestly expected this from the very beginning... But there's no need to cry. You tried, and that's all you could do.
  • Vaike: I ain't cryin'. *sniff* Your mother hit me with a five-day runny-nose curse.
  • Noire: Just like before...
  • Vaike: Urgh... Ya did say this was how it played out in the future... *sniff* But hey, at least your hex is broken now, right? *sniffle*
  • Noire: Yep, juuust like before. You'd always come to my rescue by taking on Mother's curses yourself.
  • Vaike: I guess some things were just meant to be...
  • Noire: Maybe you're right. Maybe we're all fated to trace the same path as we did before...
  • Vaike: Muh?
  • Noire: My coming back didn't change you, Father. So why should it change anything? It'll all happen again. My parents will die, and I'll be left alone... Why did I even bother coming back if it means watching my life fall apart again? Why... *sniff*
  • Vaike: *Sniff* Aw, don't cry, sweet cheeks.
  • Noire: FOOL! THESE ARE NO TEARS!
  • Vaike: Er...sweet cheeks?
  • Noire: Bwa ha ha! Such trifling matters cannot free the waters of my icy ducts, mortal! The only dribbling here is the unseemly nose flood seeping from your craven face!
  • Vaike: Noire?! What in blazes...?
  • Noire: *Ahem* ...I'm sorry, Father. I think I need to step out and clear my head...
  • (Noire leaves)
  • Vaike: Noire, wait! Ain't no such thing as predetermined destiny! *sniff*

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Ya got a moment, Noire?
  • Noire: Oh... Hello, Father. What is it?
  • Vaike: Take a look.
  • Noire: ...Eeeek! M-Mother's cursing implements! Gods, there's so many... Father, what are you planning to do to me?
  • Vaike: Ha ha! A whole lotta nothin'! I stole these from your mother so she couldn't put any more weird hexes on ya.
  • Noire: You...you took away Mother's tools? But...you never did anything like this before...
  • Vaike: Before, ya said we couldn't change anything. That we're bound by fate. Well, I thought maybe I could lay that fear to rest. If I did something the future me couldn't, it would prove everything can change.
  • Noire: Hmm... I guess that's true. The father I knew wouldn't even get near these tools, let alone take them.
  • Vaike: I only changed because ya came back to me. And together, we can change anything. All of us—you, me, your mother...everyone.
  • Noire: Just please don't ever leave me again.
  • Vaike: Nothing's takin' me away from ya again. Not even death!
  • Noire: That's...a little much, perhaps? But thanks.
  • Vaike: ...Hey, you feel that? That sudden sense of darkness and foreboding... A Risen ambush? No... Bears? Is it bears? No... Yikes! It's your mother! And she's FURIOUS!
  • Noire: She must have realized you took all her toys.
  • Vaike: I'd better make tracks before I put that "not even death" promise to the test... See ya, sweet cheeks! Love ya!
  • (Vaike leaves)
  • Noire: Wow, he's faster than I remember... And I can't recall Mother ever coming after him like this, either... Hey, maybe things really can change for the better!

With Nah (Daughter)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • 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!
  • Vaike: What's wrong, Nah? You seem pretty sour there.
  • 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 almost all of her time running around camp playing games.
  • Vaike: Weird. I was just thinkin' how the both of ya are so similar... But no, I don't find her annoyin'. It's who she is, and I don't expect 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!
  • Vaike: 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—
  • Vaike: What?! D-don't be ridiculous! The Vaike knew exactly what he was gettin' into!
  • Nah: Oh? That's quite a protest there... I guessed right, didn't I?
  • Vaike: N-no! I was plenty aware of her frivolous side! I found 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?
  • Vaike: Enough! Ya shouldn't be talkin' about your mother like this!
  • Nah: Hey, stop! Don't run away from me! WAAAAAAIT!

B SupportEdit

  • Nah: Father! Cornered you at last! It's time we finished our conversation.
  • Vaike: Nah, you're awfully persistent, but that discussion's over. I'm not gettin' into more detail about why I chose your mother, 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!
  • Vaike: Aren't you a little young to be worryin' about a "woman's heart," yourself?
  • Nah: ...Did you just mention my AGE?! Gods, forget what I said. It's a wonder any woman deigned to choose YOU...
  • Vaike: Hey, I know what you're tryin' to do here. But don't forget, I AM your father. Ya keep this up, I WILL get upset, and I WILL punish ya...
  • Nah: Eep! S-sorry, Father. I didn't mean to make you angry...I swear.
  • Vaike: All right, all right then. I appreciate the apology.
  • Nah: I've been selfish and unreasonable. Please find it in your heart to forgive me.
  • Vaike: Yeah, of course. But—
  • Nah: I guess I've wasted enough of your time. I'll just be...going now.
  • Vaike: No, wait.
  • Nah: Yes?
  • Vaike: Ya seem so crestfallen... 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...
  • Vaike: 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.
  • Vaike: B-b-but... ...Gods, is this really what I have to look forward to for the next decade?

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Nah...
  • Nah: Why, hello, Father. What can I do for you?
  • Vaike: 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.
  • Vaike: What, ya mean Nowi wasn't around to raise ya?
  • 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.
  • Vaike: 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 would they come back for me...
  • Vaike: ...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 so many questions and making you angry...
  • Vaike: I'm sorry, Nah. I've been a real heel about this whole thing... I'll tell ya anythin' ya wanna know about your mother. ...Even how we fell in love. And if you're ever feeling lost or sad, I'll be right here for ya. As long as I'm around, ya won't ever be lonely again.
  • Nah: T-truly? Do you really mean it?! Oh, thank you, Father!
  • Vaike: Not at all, Nah. Now, tell me, what do ya 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!
  • Vaike: *Sigh* Well...as ya know, your mother's always looked real young, and...

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