Awakening Supports/Vaike Kjelle(PC)

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C Support

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!

Vaike:
W-wait! Kjelle! C-come back! Don't go... The Vaike'll... Bluuurp! Oh, gods... H-here it comes...


B Support

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 its 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 Support

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 so 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!