Marth X Weiss: Over It (NOT)
(Remember what happened when Weiss had to fight a Grimm in a class? Well, it looks like SOMEONE didn't appreciate the fact that she got to kill a Grimm early on in the schoolyear...)
Marth: WHAZAWHO IKE DID IT! *blinks repeatedly to focus on Weiss fighting a Boarbatusk in what was supposed to be the most boring class of the day.*
Weiss: *grunting in concentration*
Marth: *drooling in jealousy and drowsiness*
Weiss: *lands the killing blow*
Professor Port: Alright. That will be all for today. Be sure to—
Marth: WHAT?! I DIDN'T EVEN GET A TURN!
Professor Port: I am so sorry Mister Altheos, but you really must hurry along to your next class, or else—
Marth: *flailing around on the floor sobbing as Ike drags him away, his female teammates chasing after him with incredulous, yet inscrutable looks* But I wanna kill a Grimm too. I WANNA! I WANNA! I WANNA!
(far into the future now…where Marth is more wholesome and less destructive? Meh who am I kidding?)
Marth: I WANNA I WANNA I WANNA! I WANNA!
Weiss: Are you still bitter over that?!
Marth: No. I'M SALTY!
Weiss: Would not have guessed that was the case since you abruptly stopped throwing temper tantrums in Professor Port's class.
Marth: Yes, but then you BROUGHT IT UP SO THAT YOU COULD RUB SALT ON MY ALREADY VERY SALTY WOUNDS!
Weiss: I was merely helping Ruby practice her Semblance.
Marth: AND MENTIONED THE MOMENT OF GLORY YOU STOLE FROM ME WHILE DOING SO!
Weiss: You were sleeping at the time!
Marth: AND YOU WERE SLEEPING ON THE FACT THAT I WAS THERE
Weiss: You know what? Why do I even bother? You're just a petty, spoiled kid.
Marth: AND YOU'RE A SCHEMING LITTLE SCHNEE WITCH!
Weiss: Excuse me?! What did you say?!
Marth: WE BOTH KNOW YOU HEARD ME LOUD AND CLEAR!
Weiss: *angrier than she's ever been* Listen here you—
Marth: NO YOU LISTEN HERE YOU SNOBBISH SNOW WITCH! WHEN THE VYTAL FESTIVAL ROLLS UP. YOU'D BETTER PRAY TO YOUR MONEYBAGS YOU DON'T END UP FIGHTING ME. YOU'VE EARNED YOURSELF A PRETTY LITTLE BOUNTY ON YOUR NECK WEISS SCHNEE, AND YOU'LL PAY IT UP WHEN I SINK FALCHION INTO IT AND PULL IT UP FROM YOUR COLD, DEAD—*falls to the ground to reveal Ike, arms raised.*
Weiss: *breathes a sigh of relief* Thank you Ike. You know, I'm used to his outbursts by now, but this time, he's really lost it.
Ike: Uh actually, he...just got so caught up in his rage he forgot to breathe.
Weiss: … Seriously?
Ike: Don't worry. *hauls Marth's unconscious body over his shoulders like a sandbag* He'll be over it after a nice dinner.
You'd better be right Ike. 'Cause it looks like your partner is willing to hold a violence-fueled grudge to the grave. Seriously though, Weiss has no people skills. Anyways, stick around for the next chapter, cause there'll be more of Team KEIM's supports and shenanigans with the rest of Beacon. Who knows, we might even see someone else.