Fates Supports/Avatar(M) Sophie
Sophie: Whoa! Whoa there! STOOOP! Come on, Avel—play along!
Avatar: Having trouble with your horse there, Sophie?
Sophie: I told you, that place is off limits! Be a good boy and LISTEN!
Avatar: Uh-oh...he's coming this way...! Wh— AAAAGH! OW!
Sophie: H-hey! Avel! Avatar's not for eating! Let him go or you'll spoil your meal!
Avatar: Somebody...help...! Sophie, do something!
Sophie: Um, sorry, Avatar! Avel's not in a very cooperative mood today. We might just have to wait until he gets bored of chewing on you.
Avatar: You mean...you're just going to stand there and let him bite me?!
Sophie: That's about the size of it... ... ... There we go! He's running off to do something else! Good thing for you, huh, Avatar?
Avatar: *shudder* I'm going to have nightmares about those teeth...
Sophie: It's my fault... Argh! I'll never be a real knight if I can't control my horse!
Avatar: Don't be so down. You might not have it down yet, but someday—
Sophie: No! If I haven't gotten it by now, I'm never going to! *sob*
Avatar: Sophie! *sigh* Poor girl. Wait... If she left...who's keeping Avel in check?! Oh, gods! Here he comes again!
Avatar: Avel isn't with you today, Sophie? Good...I'm still recovering from our last run-in.
Sophie: I'm still really sorry about that... *sigh*
Avatar: What's wrong, Sophie? You're usually more brimming with energy.
Sophie: Yeah...usually I stop thinking about stuff after I've had a good night's sleep... But my Avel problems are always still there in the morning.
Avatar: Avel's quite headstrong, isn't he?
Sophie: He has his good days when he'll listen and behave. But other days... Well, just yesterday he bit a villager and then ate all the food in a market stall.
Avatar: Oh, yes, I'd heard someone was putting together a food drive for those poor folk. I didn't realize that was Avel's doing...
Sophie: Times like this, shutting myself away in my tent and counting sand isn't cutting it.
Avatar: You count sand...? Does it help?
Sophie: Eh, sometimes it helps me through things. Like yesterday, I counted up to 23,510.
Avatar: There's got to be a better use of your time than that.
Sophie: Avel's not bad—he's just special. I got him from my daddy, and I love him so much. But if he won't listen when I beg him to stop kicking over old ladies... what if he ignores me in the middle of a fight when it counts?
Avatar: Kicking over old ladies? That was Avel too...?!
Sophie: He always listens to Daddy! Why not me?
Avatar: I bet if Avel could see you now, he'd regret being so willful. It sounds like your relationship with him is a bit...fraught. You might be better off treating him as a friend, rather than a problem to be solved. You'll get better results with a smile than a frown. That goes for people and horses.
Sophie: Avatar... You're right! If Avel sees me afraid of him, it might make him act even crazier! Thanks, Avatar! You've given me a new angle on this!
Avatar: Now you're sounding more like the Sophie we all know.
Sophie: I'm gonna go try this on Avel! See you around, Avatar!
Avatar: Sophie? Oh...you're with Avel today... N-no...Avel, stay back...! I taste terrible! Aaaaah!
Sophie: Avel, whoa!
Avatar: He...stopped? But Avel never stops...
Sophie: Avatar is a friend. FRIEND! We don't eat friends, Avel.
Avatar: He's actually listening to you!
Sophie: Heehee, yep! Avel's a good boy today. That advice you gave me has helped us both a whole lot. I've tried to smile around him whenever I can, even when I'm nervous.
Avatar: I'm glad it's having an effect.
Sophie: Daddy gave me another tip, too. He said if I come across as hesitant, Avel will just ignore me. But if I stand firm and give clear, loud commands, he'll do what I say.
Avatar: Avel sounds like a very proud horse.
Sophie: He totally is! Though I gotta admit... Sometimes, even when I do all that stuff, he still doesn't listen.
Avatar: Don't worry about it. You'll have him eating out of your hand in no time.
Sophie: Haha, I hope so. I'll try, at any rate!
Avatar: Wait... Speaking of Avel, where did he go?
Sophie: Huh? That's a good question... Aaaaaaaaah! Avel, NO! Get out of that pottery shop this instant! Don't you break those vases at me, young horse!
Avatar: This seems like a good chance to slip away quietly...
Avatar: Sophie, I wanted to—
Sophie: Give me juuuust a second, Avatar. I'm dealing with Avel problems right now. Bad horse! Whose clothes are these?! Give them back right now, or whoever's going around in the buff will catch a cold!
Avatar: He's still giving you trouble, is he?
Sophie: Yeah...it never ends. So, you were saying?
Avatar: Right. I have a very special gift for— Avel! Please don't swallow, I— Argh! He ate it!
Sophie: Avel!! I can't believe you!
Avatar: We have to get that box back! Do you know a way to, um...
Sophie: S-sorry, but I've never found a way to get him to cough things up. If it's really important, you might have to wait until...well...
Avatar: Ugh. This is a disaster.
Sophie: I tell you what—I'll make it up to you. He's my horse, after all. What was in that little box? Some sweets? A charm? Haha, was it a wedding ring?
Sophie: Oh my gods...it was! You were totally going to propose to me, weren't you!
Avatar: That was my intent...though I'm ashamed to say I no longer have a ring to do it with.
Sophie: That's OK! You don't need a ring to show me you care. I knew that already.
Avatar: You did?
Sophie: Yeah. You always give me good advice and cheer me up when I'm feeling down. You're a great guy, Avatar. If you still had that ring, I'd definitely accept it. Although that's the problem, huh?
Avatar: What do you mean?
Sophie: Avel messed up your big moment. I know you and he haven't gotten along so well... But the two of us are a package deal. I can't leave my horse behind. No matter how much he acts up, he's my partner for life.
Avatar: Oh, I understand fully. There's a place for Avel in my heart, too.
Sophie: Th-there is? Even when he's about to chomp down on your hand...?
Avatar: GAH... This... This is nothing, haha... I can withstand any pain so long as I'm with you...no matter how...excruciating... I'll be fine! Gaaaaah...
Sophie: Avatar...that means a lot to me. In that case, I'd be happy to be your bride! And hey, look—I think Avel's passing the ring right now. Good boy, Avel!
Avatar: Leave it. I'll get you a new one...
Sophie: I love you! I'm sure you, me, and our children will make a perfect family. Oh, and Avel too, of course.