AdChrom: Hey, welcome back! As you can probably tell, Chrom and I are still switched...

Fem!Chrom: How much longer do I have to stay like this...?

AdChrom: *checks board* This is are third dare as each other. So, two left!

Fem!Chrom and AdChrom: *begin plotting ways to speed along the two left*

AdChrom: Anyway, today's dare comes in from @TheMasterPanda!

-I dare Owain to speak normally for a week!

Fem!Chrom: ...

AdChrom: What?

Fem!Chrom: I can't believe it's finally happening...

AdChrom: H-hey! Stop abusing my tear ducts!!! Anyway, I'll go get him.

~~ONE FETCHING LATER~~

Owain: Ha! Uncle Chrom, do you doubt my ability to master all manners of speech?!?

AdChrom: (In head) I hope I never get used to being called uncle.

Owain: I SHALL PROVE MYSELF TO YOU, MY NOBLE KIN!!!

Fem!Chrom: Aaand your week begins... Now!

--DAY ONE--

Owain: I bid y-- I mean, good morning, Morgan, my everl-- I mean friend!

Morgan: Morning, Owain!

Owain: *walks off*

Morgan: Heh. Classic Owain. Wonder what he's up to now...

~~DAY TWO~~

Frederick: Owain.

Owain: Hail, brave kn-- I mean, hi Frederick.

Frederick: Your form was good last battle. Shall we train together?

Owain: It would be my honor! Just think of the mighty pair we sh-- I mean sure!

AdChrom: *facepalm*

Owain: *swings sword* RADIANN- I MEAN GYAAAAHHHH!!!!

Fem!Chrom: You sure he's going to make it through an entire week?

AdChrom: ... Not entirely.

~~DAY THREE~~

Owain: *brings dishes into the kitchen*

Lissa: Oh, thanks Owain!

Cherche: What did you think of tonight's supper?

Owain: IT WAS TRULY MAGNIFIC-- delicious!

Owain: *runs away*

Lissa: Lucina wasn't joking about him being colorful, was she...

~~DAY FOUR~~

Owain: (behind the tent) Oh Naga. Oh Naga. I might not make it.

Lucina: *exits tent and hears Owain* Hmm? Owain, are you okay?

Owain: I am fine, my cousi-- I mean I'M fine! Thanks for asking!

AdChrom: He might be slipping...

~~DAY FIVE~~

Brady: Hey,_Owain. Bath tent's open.

Owain: Many thanks for deliver-- Thanks for telling me!

Fem!Chrom: Is he ever going to get used to that?

AdChrom: Probably not.

~~DAY SIX~~

Gerome: Owain.

Owain: Gree--Hello!!

Gerome: Get down from there, Owain.

Owain: C'mon, it isn't that high!

Gerome: Owain, you're sitting on two five meter poles. Get down before you fall.

Owain: But this is the best spot to watch sunsets!

AdChrom: You know, it's sort of like watching someone try to get a kitten out of a tree...

~~DAY SEVEN~~

Owain: *staggering through camp*

AdChrom: Hey, are you okay? You're looking a bit...pale.

Owain: I'm *cough* fine.

AdChrom: Sword hand's good?

Owain: Indeed, it has been mercifully do--Yes,_it hasn't been acting up.

AdChrom: Hmm... Something still seems off...

Owain: No, I'm fine. Positive! *walks off*

Owain: *faceplants*

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Lissa: So... You're telling me... He fainted? Of a fever?

AdChrom: Yup. Didn't know changing to normal soeech would mess him up that badly... Anyway, he made it through the week--

Fem!Chrom: Sort of.

AdChrom: --So that's the end of that! Ask, dare, comment, and please save us below!!!