Fates Supports/Mozu Forrest(PC)
C Support
Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!
Mozu: Whatcha need, darling?
Forrest: I wanted to give you something.
Mozu: Oh? You got me a present?
Forrest: I did. It's a very special dress!
Mozu: Awwwww! This is one of the prettiest garments I've ever seen. The fabric is soft as can be, and it looks to be just my size!
Forrest: I'm so glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it wouldn't appeal to you.
Mozu: Don't be silly. It was awful kind of you to whip up this dress for your old ma.
Forrest: How could you tell that I made it?
Mozu: It's obvious. All these teeny tiny stitches are identical. I've never met anybody else who can do work that precise.
Forrest: I can't believe you noticed. Thank you, Mother!
Mozu: You even used all of my favorite colors... I wish I could wear this every day!
Forrest: Don't do that! Besides, why would you want to always wear the same thing? How about I make you a nice array of outfits instead?
Mozu: Heehee. Why thanks, Son.
B Support
Forrest: *sigh*
Mozu: Well hey there, Son. Say, did something happen? You look upset.
Forrest: How could you tell?
Mozu: Heh. I looked at your face. Give me a little credit. After all, I am your ma.
Forrest: I see... Well, I went into town to pick up supplies today, and I ran into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and no one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was disheartened to see people be so cruel.
Mozu: Well, gee... That sure ain't neighborly. What did you do?
Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at him!
Mozu: I don't get it either, Son.
Forrest: I guess I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind. Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room...forever!
Mozu: Forrest, you can't do that. Locking yourself away won't do you any good. You gotta keep getting out there and doing your part to make the world better.
Forrest: Thanks, Mother. I must find my strength again.
Mozu: Exactly! Sometimes, people can be awful cruel. But you can't let bad folks keep you from being yourself.
Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself just to avoid their cruelty.
Mozu: It sure would. Listen, you're tougher than you realize. And when things get hard, come on down and talk to me. I'll always be around, even if you just need a friendly ear. OK?
Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
A Support
Mozu: Heehee... *hum*
Forrest: Hello, Mother! You look happy today. Did something good happen?
Mozu: Something wonderful! I wore that lovely dress you made into town this morning... Everyone I bumped into kept telling me how much they loved the design!
Forrest: Wow, really? That's amazing.
Mozu: Heehee... I sure do love hearing folks praise your hard work, Son. I understand that they were just praising the dress. But the thing is... it ended up making me feel like I was pretty too. I'm not used to people treating me like some kind of fancy princess.
Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew attention to your lovely face.
Mozu: Now don't go teasing your ma. Besides, it wasn't the dress that made me so proud.
Forrest: Oh?
Mozu: A stranger came up to me and asked me a question that warmed my heart. She said I must be a wonderful mom to have raised such a kindhearted girl. She saw you help that old man the other day, and she was so touched.
Forrest: Really? ...Mother, I just realized something. I cannot let the laughter of a few cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I decided I wouldn't let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't let them stop me from being compassionate either.
Mozu: That's the spirit!
Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice from earlier and keep being myself. I think I'll start by making you another dress to wear around town. I'm sure you'll love it!
Mozu: I can't wait to see it!
