Seth X Franz
Support C
Franz: Sethie!
Seth: Franz! How's your ass been?
Franz: Fine. I may be young, but I'm toning it as best I can. I'll work at looking good all day long, just like you, Sethie!
Seth: Good, good, that's the spirit! You know, you're looking much improved from when we first set out.
Franz: Honestly? Sethie, do you really believe that?
Seth: . . . Well, I know you're having a bit of trouble with that hair thing . . . but we're in the middle of a battle right now, Franz! Concentrate on looking like a knight in shining armour riding straight out of a virgin's dreams right now and worry about that later.
Franz: You got it, Sethie! What with this sunshine I'll have sexy sweat dripping down my brow in no time, I won't let you down!
Seth: Don't get ahead of yourself, now! I know how hard you try but you're putting serious strain on your poor little under-age body. Know your limits.
Franz: Sure!
Support B
Franz: Sethie!
Seth: Ah, Franz. Every time I see you, you're looking better and better. The way you sweet-talk the ladies after battles is a little stiff, but you're clearly improving,
Franz: Are you serious? Do you really think so, Sethie?
Seth: Do you ask that every time some body compliments you?
Franz: Well, it may have something to do with being told I was a little plastic-loving turd by my mother when I was young, but . . . it gives me warm happy feelings inside when you praise me. I mean, you're Seth, the Shining Silver Knight. You're my idol.
Seth: Haha . . . it's really not that hard to get as many girls as I have when you have a body as gorgeous as mine. It's nothing, really.
Franz: But Sethie, it's true! Remember way back in the prologue when the grunts somehow over-ran the castle? Despite the short notice and the unfortunate pimple near your left ear, you literally spirited away the princess herself and coned the king into letting you spend weeks alone with her in a tent as you "travelled" to Frelia for safety. As if we don't all know the over-world maps takes seconds to navigate! If I were you, I couldn't possibly have seduced her to such an extent! You're the only person I know who can break the class barrier so effortlessly.
Seth: Poo, what pressure! If I fail to marry her now, I'd lose all my respect! But Franz, you're still a teenager. You're acne will clear up, you'll get taller, gain some sexy stubble, grow a pair. . . I'm sure you'll bed some fine ladies in your day.
Franz: Really? Do you think so?
Seth: . . . okay, I don't care if you were traumatized as a child or not, that is damn annoying!
Franz: sowie ;.;
Seth: All right, back into the fray! There's nothing like dishevelled hair and a blood-spattered tunic to make the ladies squeal!
Franz: Yup yup! And remember, I'm always available for some strategically placed moe gay unrequited love scenes!
Support A
Seth: You're looking quite sexy there, Franz.
Franz: Oh, Sethie! How's your buff manly image coming along? I'm glad you came to talk to me. So glad in fact, I think I need to . . . I think I need to . . . pick some flowers!*
Seth: Must you be such a flamboyant gay! Seriously, I'm the one that should be feeling all bubbly.
Franz: La-didadida~ huh? What's that supposed to mean?
Seth: Back when I was just jailbait, there was one knight who I admired the most. His skill with his spear is legendary. We trainees learned the meaning of seduction watching him in the tilt yard. Ten years back, we received word that a deadly assassin was in Renais. He hunted him down but in a show of truly moving moe he was too busy flicking his long flowing hair out of his eyes while fighting him to notice the hidden knife. . . he died, but died in style.
Franz: Ten years ago . . . I have a nagging feeling something important happened ten years ago . . .
Seth: . . . uh, yeah. As I said, he was the smexiest knight in the history of Renais. Your father.
Franz: . . . well, I was so young you can hardly blame me for forgetting! Our mother ran off with that strange sketch bag before that. Forde and I were left with baby sitters a lot. Oh, I remember I perfected my perfect crocodile tears, "upset" that our Father was gone so much. Forde would egg me on because the baby sitter gave us candy whenever we got out of hand. He had scar on his shoulder, I remember, probably a huge lady-killer. Forde and I used to love climbing all over him and pulling his hair. I grew up being told how great he was, but all I remember is his shoulder.
Seth: You probably have no idea how much you look and act like him. Your sweet-talk, the way you tilt your butt, your love of other men . . . man sometimes I wonder how you and your brother even exist that man was so gay. It's certainly nice to see that talent materializing in you, his son.
Franz: Squee! It makes me so happy to hear that! I'll bed more ladies then my father or my brother! I will attract women, the cause to which I've sworn my blade, I will flirt on!
Seth: You better. Now change out of that dress, into some armour, then lets go look cool beating up some lackies.
Franz: Yes sir, Sethie!
* for those of you who didn't recognize it, that's a line from Kuroshitsuji . . . the random second season.