Ike X Samus
C Rank
Ike: Hey.
Samus: ... What do you want?
Ike: I like to get to know everyone I'm fighting with. I must say, I've never seen armor quite like yours.
Samus: That is to be expected.
Ike: ... I don't understand what you mean.
Samus: It's a part of me.
Ike: Ah, I see. That armor... it was given to you by someone very special to you.
Samus: Yes.
Ike: ...
Samus: ...
Ike: Is that all you have to say?
Samus: Indeed. It was a pleasure to meet you...
Ike: I am Ike.
Samus: Samus.
Rank B
Ike: Hey, Samus. I've never seen weapons like yours.
Samus: To be expected.
Ike: We're all so different... and yet we are fighting for a common cause.
Samus: Hm.
Ike: I don't know. Something about this makes me feel... happy.
Samus: ...
Ike: Anyway, I was wondering. Would you mind sparring with me?
Samus: ... Sparring?
Ike: Yes. I want to learn how to fight people who use weapons like yours.
Samus: I see. We have been seeing unusual new foes as of late. Very well. I will join you.
Rank A
Ike: Hey, Samus.
Samus: Hello.
Ike: ...
Samus: ...
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Ike: Um. Are you staring at me?
Samus: I'm just thinking. About our spar.
Ike: Really?
Samus: Yes. I didn't realize it until you brought it up, but... I have no experience fighting swordsman, or even other humans. It makes me feel... uncomfortable.
Ike: What? Really? But you're so strong...
Samus: Nothing brings a group of people together like intergalactic travel. The universe is far too harse to fight amongst yourselves.
Ike: You mean... you don't have wars?
Samus: Not among humans, no.
Ike: Wow...
Samus: You look rather pleased.
Ike: Well, of course. It's just nice to hear that we get things right eventually, you know? I've been fighting for peace for so long... we all have.
Samus: ...
Ike: ...
Rank S
Ike: Wow... you're getting really good with that sword. Keep it up, and you'll outmatch me.
Samus: How do you know I wasn't holding back?
Ike: Your swordplay is fantastic, but I can tell when you're getting frustrated.
Samus: I've never been outdone in any sort of contest before. I am competitive, I suppose you could say.
Ike: That competitive nature could get you in trouble one of these days.
Samus: Ha. Trouble? I practically solve troubles for a living.
Ike: Are you ready for another round?
Samus: Always.
Ike: Okay... here goes...!
Samus: Haaaaaaa!
Ike: Oof!
Samus: Any last words, O Radiant Hero?
Ike: I yield.
Samus: ...
Ike: Wow, Samus. You've really improved. Color me impresse!
Samus: I had a very good teacher.
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Samus: Why are you staring at me like that?
Ike: Oh. Um. It's nothing. Really.
Samus: I can tell when you're lying to me, Ike. Spit it out before I beat it out of you.
Ike: ... I wanted to give you something. To... commerorate your victory.
Samus: ... Ike? What is this?
Ike: It's... a ring.
Samus: Why... are you giving me this?
Ike: I want you to marry me, okay?
Samus: ...
Ike: ...
Samus: ...
Ike: Okay... I could have phrased that better, I admit, but...
Samus: I've never really considered marriage to be an option for me, Ike.
Ike: Oh... I understand...
Samus: But being with you makes me feel as if there things, wonderful things that I could not even begin to understand.
Ike: ...
Samus: I accept, Ike. Just don't expect me to stay off the battlefield.
Ike: I would never dream of it. We'll spend the rest of our lives together, after all.