Awakening Supports/Inigo Brady
C Support
Inigo:
Another day, another rejection. Honestly, this is just getting silly. How long will it take womankind to realize my many, many charms?! Mm? What's that? Someone's hunched over the side of the road... I hope he's all ri— Brady?
Brady:
Aw, I know it was hard. But ya made it, little buddy!
Inigo:
Everything all right, Brady?
Brady:
GAH! I-Inigo?! D-don't startle me like that!
Inigo:
Sorry! I just saw you and wanted... Wait, are you crying?
Brady:
N-no! Of course I ain't cryin'! Why would I be cryin'?!
Inigo:
...Then who came and cried on your face?
Brady:
No one! I mean... Um... Sh-shut up! What are you doing here, anyway?!
Inigo:
I'm just wandering the hillside pondering the futility of love. ...So really. Why are you crying?
Brady:
None'a yer beeswax!
Inigo:
Tell me! ...Or I'll tell everyone I saw big, tough Brady bawling his eyes out.
Brady:
Blackmail! ...Oh, fine. I saw this tiny flower bloomin' by the roadside and I got a little misty. You happy now?
Inigo:
...... PAAAH HA HA HA HA HA HA! Hoooo! I'm sorry. I just... I never figured you for the sentimental type.
Brady:
Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, why don't ya. Just don't go tellin' no one, y'hear?
Inigo:
My lips are sealed. ...Provided you do me one little favor.
Brady:
Ugh. What?
Inigo:
Cheer up! It's nothing difficult—I promise. We can talk about it next time. I'll be in touch! Ta-ta!
Brady:
...Ugh. Why'd it have to be him?
B Support
Brady:
NO STINKING WAY! I AIN'T DOIN' IT!
Inigo:
Aw, come on! Don't be such a wet blanket, Brady! All you have to do is walk next to me next time I hit the town. It couldn't be easier!
Brady:
Next time you go hit on girls, you mean! I don't wanna get dragged into your sad little world, pal!
Inigo:
There's nothing sad about it! We'll talk to some girls, have a nice cup of tea, and everyone walks away whistling.
Brady:
I'd sooner drink poison! Go ask someone else!
Inigo:
Well, all right. I'm sure one of the others would be willing to be my wingman. We can exchange a good laugh at how sad you were the other day...
Brady:
Y-you rotten little weasel! I'll kill ya! And I was NOT sad! I just had a lot of somethin' in my eye!
Inigo:
Poetic license. Now, come on. It's just this one time.
Brady:
Ugh... Fine. But just this once! I don't get why you want me, anyway. I'm a real square, ya know.
Inigo:
And that's why you're PERFECT!
Brady:
Haw?
Inigo:
I just need you to stand there looking glum and sullen. Meanwhile, I'll be impressing the ladies with my smooooth moves.
Brady:
Wait! You just want me to make you look good by comparison!
Inigo:
Genius, isn't it?
Brady:
NO, IT AIN'T! Did you really expect me to say yes to this?!
Inigo:
I'm not expecting you to say anything, actually. Your outdated slang would likely send all the pretty girls running for cover. ...Unless you think you actually CAN flirt with the ladies. Mmm?
Brady:
I-I didn't say that! I just... I don't... Aw, horsefeathers! Fine. I'll go. But just this once, hear? Then never, EVER again!
Inigo:
Thanks, Brady. See you tonight!
Brady:
Gah, this is gonna be humiliatin'!
A Support
Inigo:
Wh-whyyy? *sniff* Hooow?! Tell me... Tell me it's all a bad dream! *Sniiiff* Waaaaaah!
Brady:
Gods, pull yourself together, man! You've been sobbin' for an hour.
Inigo:
You don't know what it's LIKE! You...you just don't know.
Brady:
If you don't stop, I'm gonna tell everyone to come enjoy the show. Believe me, it's a very temptin' idea.
Inigo:
I don't care! Everything was going fine until you ruined it, ruiner! This is all your fault!
Brady:
It's my fault you started runnin' your mouth about me? My fault you told a pack of strangers about how you saw me crying?! I'm the one who should be yelling at YOU, twerp!
Inigo:
...Heh. Heh heh heh... Ah ha ha ha ha ha!
Brady:
This cat's gone loco...
Inigo:
No, you're right. You're right! That's what started it. I just don't understand why it made the ladies fall all over you! ...And start ignoring me, I might add!
Brady:
The heck should I know?! They came at me so fast, I could barely follow what they were saying. Somethin' about a thug with a heart'a gold. Then that other gal went off 'bout how dreamy sensitive men are.
Inigo:
How is sobbing over a flower dreamy?!
Brady:
Don't ask me, pal. First time anybody's ever said anything like that to me. I always thought bein' a crybaby was... Ya know. Shameful.
Inigo:
Oh, nice. Rub salt in the wound. You think I'm not ashamed enough already? Then fine, go ahead and laugh! Laugh at the big, fat crybaby! And of course, now that I'm sobbing, there isn't a woman to be found!
Brady:
Brother? You have GOT to let this go. So you're bad at picking up dames. Who cares?!
Inigo:
Easy for you to say. They were fawning over you! Well, good for you, Mr. Popular. I'm reeeeeeal happy for you.
Brady:
I should redecorate your face with my fist for all this nonsense. But ya know what? Now I know that bein' sentimental ain't all bad. A huge load's been lifted from me today, and I guess I got you to thank for it.
Inigo:
So you got to play dreamboat AND were cured of a lifelong trauma? I'd say someone owes me big.
Brady:
Maybe. But I ain't doin' this again!
Inigo:
Damn right you're not! I don't want you anywhere near me next time!
Brady:
Heh. Maybe we're more alike than I thought.
Inigo:
Hardly! And don't think I'm not still furious with you!
Brady:
Aw, boo hoo hoo. Quit bein' such a Melvin!
