Fates Supports/Forrest Selkie

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Selkie: Forrest! What are you working on? Wanna go climb trees or something?

Forrest: Hey, Selkie. No thanks, I'm busy sewing right now.

Selkie: What's sewing?

Forrest: You've never heard of sewing? Where do you think your clothes came from?

Selkie: I dunno. I never thought about it. So you make clothes by sewing, eh? That sounds kind of fun! Can I try it?

Forrest: Sure! I'm always happy to introduce someone to the wonderful world of sewing!

Selkie: Yay! So, what do I do first?

Forrest: Well, the basics of sewing involve cutting fabric and then—

Selkie: Ooh, scissors? They didn't let me play with these when I was younger. But I'm super good with 'em. Watch this! *snip* *snip* *snip* Take that, fabric! *snip* *snip* *snip*

Forrest: Oh no, what are you doing?! My fabric is ruined!

Selkie: Whew, that was great! I can totally see why you like sewing, Forrest.

Forrest: That wasn't sewing, Selkie. That wasn't sewing at all...

B Support

Selkie: Hey, Forrest!

Forrest: Oh. Hi, Selkie.

Selkie: What's going on? You don't seem very happy to see me.

Forrest: Well...I can't honestly say that I am.

Selkie: Aww, that's too bad. I'm happy to see you! I was thinking we could sew some more.

Forrest: *shudder* Ugh...

Selkie: What's wrong? C'mon, let's cut up all this pretty fabric!

Forrest: No! Don't touch it!

Selkie: Why not?

Forrest: Because, Selkie...sewing isn't just cutting up pretty fabric! I never got a chance to tell you before, but you have to have a plan before you begin.

Selkie: Did I do something I shouldn't have the other day?

Forrest: Well, to be blunt, YES. You ruined a really nice swatch of fabric that I was saving.

Selkie: Oh, no! I'm so sorry, Forrest! I had no idea. I just got carried away when I saw those shiny scissors.

Forrest: It's OK. I'm over it. And I should have explained more clearly up front.

Selkie: No, please! It's not your fault. I know I just jumped right in—that's what I do! I think I can make it up to you, though. Do you still have the fabric I cut?

Forrest: Well, it's in the garbage, but I haven't actually disposed of it yet.

Selkie: Great! Hand it over!

Forrest: You realize that the fabric is completely shredded, right? It's unusable.

Selkie: Yep!

Forrest: And you still want it?

Selkie: Yep!

Forrest: Suit yourself...

A Support

Selkie: Check it out, Forrest. I'm all finished!

Forrest: Finished with what?

Selkie: Remember how I took all those fabric scraps the other day?

Forrest: Yeah? Did you cut them into even smaller pieces or something?

Selkie: No, dum-dum! I made a cushion for you! Here, take it!

Forrest: You made this cushion? But...it looks nothing like the fabric I gave you.

Selkie: Yeesh, and people think I'm slow! I stuffed all your pretty fabric inside another cushion. It turned out to be REALLY comfy. You've gotta try it out!

Forrest: You're...you're right! It's so soft!

Selkie: Told you! And it was so easy. Anyway, I want you to have it. It's the least I can do for ruining your fabric.

Forrest: Selkie...I'm really touched. Thank you so much!

Selkie: Aww, it's nothing. Just promise that you'll try sleeping on it tonight.

Forrest: Of course! I can't wait...

S Support

Selkie: Hey, Forrest, can I ask you a question? Do you really love making clothes?

Forrest: Of course! Isn't it obvious? Anyway, why do you ask?

Selkie: Well, I've just been thinking... If I ever have kids, I should probably learn how to sew for their sake.

Forrest: Aww, that's a cute idea. But you know that you can just BUY clothes, right?

Selkie: Believe it or not, it's hard to find outfits that accommodate my tail.

Forrest: Oh, right.

Selkie: Anyway, it just seems like something a mother should be able to do.

Forrest: Selkie, I know plenty of wonderful mothers who couldn't sew a stitch. And besides...what if your husband could do the sewing?

Selkie: Oh! I hadn't thought of that.

Forrest: I mean...I hope to have kids, and I'll definitely be the...seamster...in the family.

Selkie: Perfect! Then we can just get married, and it'll all work out!

Forrest: Wait, what? Are you serious?

Selkie: Or not, I guess, based on that reaction.

Forrest: No, no, that's not what I meant... It's just...do you love me?

Selkie: Hmm, I dunno...but I sure like you an awful lot. How do you feel about me, Forrest?

Forrest: Well, I was really touched by your gesture with the cushion... And I can't stop thinking about you. I think that's what love is...isn't it?

Selkie: Great! I think that means we can go ahead and get married.

Forrest: Maybe we should just start out by dating. It seems everyone is in a rush to marry...

Selkie: That sounds good too! Let's do it!

Forrest: I...I like you a lot, Selkie. I'm so glad you cut up all that fabric the other day. This might have never happened otherwise!

Selkie: Me too! Got any more pretty fabric you want me to destroy? Maybe something else good will happen!

Forrest: Er...nah. Let's not push our luck.