Fates Supports/Arthur Mozu

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Arthur: Hello, Mozu!

Mozu: Hey there. You're Arthur, yeah?

Arthur: Correct! I am Arthur of Nohr, seeker of justice and helper of the helpless! By the way, what brings you out here? I often train in this field, and I rarely ever see anyone out here.

Mozu: Well, I'm from a small village, and farming's kinda in my blood. I had a little spare time, so I thought I'd come out here and check the soil. If the soil's no good, the produce won't be any good either.

Arthur: Ah, I see. A noble cause indeed!

Mozu: You ever done any farming before, Arthur?

Arthur: I can't say that I have... Though I did once save an elderly farmer from drowning.

Mozu: Ha, is that right? Good one, fella. Being a soldier is nice, but there's nothing like a well-plowed field at sunrise. People are just big animals, ya know. So being near the soil is soothing. Stuff you grow always tastes better than the stuff you buy too. It's a great life.

Arthur: Huh... I think I'm starting to understand what you see in it.

Mozu: Yeah? That's great. Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta work hard to get this soil up to snuff!

B Support

Arthur: Hello, Mozu!

Mozu: Heya, Arthur. How's it going?

Arthur: Well, ever since our talk, I've been thinking of ways I can help you with the soil. Fighting justice requires an able body, so healthy veggies are key! I don't know much about farming, but I DO have a body of steel! If you'll let me, I shall use said body to help you plow the fields.

Mozu: Welp, if you insist. There's the plow. Show me what you can do!

Arthur: Excellent! Here I go... Hmpf! Hnng!

Mozu: Wow! You're pretty strong, aren't ya?

Arthur: You're too kind! It's because I train day and night in the pursuit of justice.

Mozu: Right. Still, strong or not, you're definitely an amateur.

Arthur: ...Pardon?

Mozu: You're going too far. You need to hold back a little, keep it even. Try doing it like this... See that? Just the right balance of form and strength. Give it a try.

Arthur: Like this?

Mozu: No, that's not it. More like THIS.

Arthur: Ahh, I see. Like so?

Mozu: You got it!

Arthur: Phew! Finally. This isn't as easy as you make it look.

Mozu: Not too shabby, Arthur. I think you've got some natural talent! You improved a lot with only a little bit of guidance. Nice work!

Arthur: Thank you, Mozu! That's good to hear. Now, on to the rest of the field! Hmpf! Hnng! Hahaha, this is exhilarating!

A Support

Mozu: Huh?! The field is covered in... I'm pretty sure that's...

Arthur: Hello, Mozu. Please accept my apologies. This is all my fault.

Mozu: What are you talking about?

Arthur: Well, I woke up early to come plow the field for you. For some inexplicable reason, a family of dragons followed me here. And...well... I did all I could, but I couldn't protect the field from their angry droppings.

Mozu: Ah. I see. Why were the dragons chasing after you, though?

Arthur: Alas, I am cursed with bad luck wherever I go, no matter how pure my intentions. Dragons especially like to take aim at me, or even bite me when I'm not looking. This time, your field took the brunt of the attack. I'm so sorry.

Mozu: That's crazy. Scary, even.

Arthur: Scary indeed.

Mozu: Even still, there's nothing to apologize for. If anything, this is helpful.

Arthur: Helpful?

Mozu: Sure! Dragon dung is high-quality fertilizer. People pay top dollar for it.

Arthur: Is it really?

Mozu: Yup! It has tons of nutrients and creates an ideal environment for produce to grow. I've always wanted to use it on my fields, but I could never afford it.

Arthur: I never would have guessed...

Mozu: You could call this field perfect now, Arthur. All thanks to you!

Arthur: I suppose...misfortune has turned into good fortune then.

Mozu: I'll say! Now I'll handle the rest. You go relax over there a bit.

Arthur: Understood. I'll sit on the side so I'm out of the way.

Mozu: No way! That won't do at all. I need you right in the middle of the field here.

Arthur: Huh?

Mozu: Well, this is great, but the more fertilizer the better. I'm hoping you'll attract a few more dragons our way.

Arthur: I see. In that case, I'll be this field's scarecrow from now on.

Mozu: Perfect! We sure make a good team, buddy.

S Support

Mozu: Heya, Arthur. What did you wanna talk about?

Arthur: Well, I was hoping...we could plant this seedling together.

Mozu: Huh, lookit that. I've never seen a seedling like this before.

Arthur: It's quite special. You're the only one I'd want to plant this one with.

Mozu: Sure thing. Let's get to it then.

Arthur: Wait! You can't just say yes so casually. I need you to give it some serious thought before you accept.

Mozu: Haha, you really are an amateur, aren't ya? Planting a little seedling isn't that big of a commitment.

Arthur: ...

Mozu: Arthur? Are you OK?

Arthur: It's just... This isn't just any seedling. It's from a very special plant. If planted by two people in love, they say it ensures eternal happiness.

Mozu: Did you say...love?

Arthur: Yes. In other words, it's meant to be planted by...a husband and his wife.

Mozu: ... Wh-what're you saying? I'm so confused...

Arthur: Apologies, I know I sound crazy. I'll just go ahead and say it... Mozu... Nothing would make me happier than to have you as my wife. That's why I bought this seedling... and this ring. I bought them for you.

Mozu: Marriage, eh? But I...

Arthur: I understand if I'm moving too fast. You don't have to answer me now. But I'm hoping...we could at least plant a seed and watch it grow... I want to form a family with you—one with strong roots and...um... Other farming metaphors. Look, basically I just love you!

Mozu: A family...with you? Arthur, you don't know how happy it makes me to hear you say all that. I don't really have a family anymore, as you know... So starting a new one with you sounds simply perfect. I happily accept your ring, as well as this sweet little seedling.

Arthur: R-really?!

Mozu: Yup. Besides, you're a right catch with your special ability and all.

Arthur: My ability?

Mozu: Sure! You have the weird power to attract dragons and make 'em empty their guts. It's great for the fields, but we could also make a killing selling the stuff! It'll be smooth sailing well into our golden years!

Arthur: Hahaha, I'm happy my bad luck brings you joy, in some weird way. That life sounds perfect. Thank you, Mozu. From now on, I shall dedicate all my days to your happiness... and also to justice.

Mozu: Wahoo! Count me in!