Fates Supports/Forrest Nina

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Nina: Forrest...

Forrest: Hello, Nina. How are you?

Nina: Fooooorrest... Foooooorrest... Hee hee!

Forrest: Uh. I can hear you, you know.

Nina: What? Oh! That's strange. For some reason I'm totally comfortable chatting with you...unlike most other boys. There's something special about you, Forrest. Foooooorrest... Fooooorrest... Hee hee!

Forrest: Nina? What is going on?!

Nina: Oh, I'm sorry. Sometimes I drift off into a special little world of my own. Hee!

Forrest: Uh...I see. Well, would you mind not, er, chanting my name so excessively?

Nina: Oh, Forrest. I think the two of us should be friends. I mean, my father works for your father, so that could be a little weird, but... I just find you FASCINATING. I want us to be besties, OK?

Forrest: Well...sure. We can be friends, I guess.

Nina: Oh yesssss. I'm very glad to hear that. What an adorable new friend I've made!

Forrest: Honestly, though? You're kinda creeping me out right now, Nina.

B Support

Forrest: OK, Nina...are you ready to head into town?

Nina: *stare*

Forrest: Nina? We're going shopping, right?

Nina: "Forrest, Forrest, what a guy... Pretty hair and lovely eyes..."

Forrest: Huh? Did you say something?

Nina: "The boys in town all called his name... Forrest! Won't you play a game?"

Forrest: Hello? Is Nina in there? We'd like to have a conversation with her!

Nina: "But Forrest didn't want to play... He'd turn his back and waltz away."

Forrest: ...

Nina: "Oh, Forrest, Forrest, can't you see? The only one for you is ME!"

Forrest: Nina!

Nina: Huh? Oh, Forrest, when did you get here?

Forrest: I've been here the whole time. The WHOLE time.

Nina: Oh. Er, what did I say? Nothing strange, I hope. My daydreams can be...intense.

Forrest: I'll say. So what, exactly, were you daydreaming about?

Nina: Oh. Well, this one wasn't THAT intense, I guess. I was just daydreaming about, uh, world peace. Yeah, that's it.

Forrest: Really. Really?

Nina: Aw, why does it matter? C'mon, let's go shopping. Hee hee!

Forrest: Argh...

A Support

Nina: Hey, Forrest...can I ask you a personal question? Do you have any interest in other men? You know...like, if you see a cool-looking guy, does your heart skip a beat?

Forrest: Well, if you put it that way...I suppose so.

Nina: Really?!

Forrest: Well, sure. There are so many talented and beautiful people out there. I definitely find myself starstruck from time to time.

Nina: Um, that's not exactly what I meant.

Forrest: Well, what DID you mean?

Nina: Ugh, why is it so hard to talk about this kind of stuff? I guess it's just...I sort of think of you like a girl friend. But you're a guy. And, y'know, I'm just wondering if you are also INTO guys, if you get my drift.

Forrest: Well, that's pretty forward of you to ask. But for your information...no. I'm not "into" guys. I know I have a pretty feminine style. But that's just what I like! I guess I'm sorry I'm not quite the person you want me to be, Nina.

Nina: Oh, please don't apologize! If anything, I'm the one who needs to say I'm sorry. The thing is...you ARE the person I want you to be. But I'm the worst. I can't believe how rude I've been. You're so important to me, and look at how I'm treating you. *sob* *sob*

Forrest: Nina, I—

Nina: Forrest, I'm going to make this up to you somehow. Just give me the chance.

Forrest: Nina...it's OK. There's nothing to make up. Please don't be so hard on yourself!

Nina: Really? Do you mean that?

Forrest: I do. You've become a good friend, and I like you just the way you are.

Nina: Oh, Forrest. You're too wonderful. And so dreamy... No! That's not what I meant to say! Grr! Am I too crazy for you, Forrest?

Forrest: No. And please don't call yourself crazy.

Nina: Aw, why must you be so admirable? All right. Let's just continue on as friends, shall we?

Forrest: Yes, that's what I want, Nina.

Nina: Sounds good to me!

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Forrest: Nina, can we talk?

Nina: What's the matter, Forrest?

Forrest: I love you, Nina.

Nina: HUH?! You love...me?

Forrest: Why should that surprise you?

Nina: Sorry, I've thought about it quite a bit. I assumed I wasn't your type.

Forrest: I thought we'd been over this...

Nina: Oh, not that. I mean me—that I'm not the kind of girl you'd like.

Forrest: And that is?

Nina: Fancier than I am. Frillier? Flouncier?

Forrest: I like you—indeed, love you—as you are.

Nina: Are you sure?

Forrest: Do I seem like someone who doesn't very exactly know his tastes? You mentioned that you'd given this some thought, Nina. Can I assume...you have the same feelings for me?

Nina: Yes. And no. But also yes! It's complicated. You see, I think all sorts of men are beautiful. To pick just one? He'd have to make all the others pale in comparison.

Forrest: I see. Well, do I?

Nina: Oh! You expect an answer? Right here, right now?

Forrest: We can postpone this discussion for as long as you like. But it seems we have both agonized over this in secret for a while. It might be best to simplify this down to a basic question.

Nina: Do we love each other?

Forrest: For me, I pledge with all my heart this simple answer. Yes, yes. A thousand times yes.

Nina: Ooooh! My heart is suddenly a-flutter! How exciting! Maybe you are the perfect fit for me!

Forrest: So I can take that as a...?

Nina: YES!

Forrest: A...thousand times yes?

Nina: Just once is enough, Forrest. I'm a no-frills kind of girl. And you swear you love me, despite me not being as beautifully frilly as you?

Forrest: I do, Nina. I honestly and truly do.