Bride means marriage. Married means wife. Although, do these two know a damn thing about marriage?

There is more doubt than Cole Phelps. If ya know, ya know.

Enjoy.

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This was going to be a new topic that the two of them could maybe even have a whole book read on the topic. Bride. And then groom. What marriage meant and how the bride and groom were able to have one and one make one. It might be "stale tradition" in the eyes of many people. Or stale tradition being the term Laura called the British. Ha-ha, pow.

"Labels on it aside, I hope we can still be able to work this out. A ton of work on my end." Said (FN).

She smiled. "I learned from Mentor that we are more than weapons."

He nodded. "You and I were created to fight, weren't we?"

Laura sighed. Then there was this innocent smile. "I was DNA reinforced specimen C0037. Code name Laura Bodewig. I was born, raised, and trained to fight. I was an elite. Always on top. However, when the most powerful weapon in the world emerged, that all changed. That weapon, the I.S. Afterwards," Laura looked down to remove her eyepatch. Then looked up at (FN). "They performed a surgery to implant a nanomachine into my eye."

(FN) hadn't seen her other eye before. He assumed it came from a bad injury. So this is it. A golden eye. 

"My body however, could not accommodate it. They said that I was not the weapon they wanted me to be. I was a failure. Until that one day she showed up." Laura perked another smile. "Mentor. Elite skilled. With her training I became the best within the unit in an I.S. pilot. Her strength, the confidence, how she was dignified. I admired her. And wanted to be just like her. And similar to you, I am protected by the German government in case they had other plans. Just as you will be protected because of their Weapon-X plan."

"Laura..." He was speechless. Trying to find all of the words. Unable to do so. 

"After an incident happened where my unit was taken over by classified and forbidden I.S. technology I found myself in the infirmary wondering about what I had done. I barely remembered anything. I just remember that I no longer had a code name. I am just Laura Bodewig and nothing more. Same are you are (FN) (LN). No matter the nation, alias, or identity, you are, you. Ja?"

"Ja." He smiled. "You know Laura, there is a thing about boyfriend and girlfriend if you know what that means." A little suggestion to not raise the tension and at the very least not reject her.

"You mean to tell me that is," Laura paused. "Path before bride?"

"You know the woman is the bride, right?"

"Huh?" Laura blushed. "Well you..." Not wanting to mention how she goofed that and he did identify as a girl for a while.

"Marriage I do not know much of. The women training me got mailed off to separate them to get compensation."

"The worst bride ever." Scoffed Laura.

"I know. Affection between boy and girl or man and woman is, well, complicated where I am. Especially when they are arranged." He itched the back of his neck. "Looking forward to actually caring about that, other? Dear other?"

"Lover?" Guessed Laura.

"Yes..."

"Well I do hope that I get to be the girlfriend. If Mentor approves of you." Laura teased.

"Considering she didn't throw me away like a bad potato, there is hope. Hope for me to be your boyfriend. A learning curve for the both of us."

The there a knock on the door yet again. Being unlocked by someone.

"Coming in." Headmaster came through the door. It was just her this time. "Well the two of you seem to be getting along nicely. Nearly a roll in the potato field don't you think?" She smirked from that sarcastic joke.

"Really!?" Gasped (FN).

"Mentor." Laura blushed. "Wouldn't that be Irish as well?"

"Ask Alcott. She's talked to plenty of them. But now for business. You." Directing her attention to the boy. "You are the new transfer student as your old identity was compromised. Tomorrow you will make your way to the dorm as usual and go through the procedures again. Your device is waiting for you there. Along with your I.S. being under our control. We modified to clean out any illegal modifications. So you will be doing heavy testing soon. So Makarov is no more. It is now Dimitri."

"Seriously? Dimitri?" Asked (FN).

"No. I'm kidding. It's a fully developed Makarov. Your advanced guns and melee weapons have all passed. Now can you use them, that's on your skill, training and desire."

"I'm eager to get out there. Learn thr specs, see what I can do. Just get better. Because whoever is out there, they won't wait for me to graduate." He nodded. "Are we heading back?"

"Momentarily. Yes. And even though Laura might be jealous, your President will help with your training. After all, word got out about Russia betraying her. She seeks revenge of the sort. Can you handle her?" Headmaster asked a firm question.

"So, I have to take a day or two just to adjust to school life again in this different body, a few days to study my I.S., and then a few days of I.S. testing. So I'm in for a busy week?" He asked.

"You're damn right. Freedom comes with hard work. And you got to fight for your right. Not to party, for your life. To prove those bastards wrong. I just know I will have to hold you back too. Don't make me step in either. Laura will tell you first hand I can pick up an I.S. weapon right now and block a melee with it." Headmaster looked over to an embarrassed Laura.

"Ja. This is true. Mentor defeated me." The German girl blushed.

"And enough of this married crap. Will you? You want to be boyfriend and girlfriend that's fine. Just remember that this academy has no room for infants or maternity leave so the only thing hot and spicy better be Korean barbeque. Is that understood?" 

"Yes ma'am..."

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Barbeque chicken alert!

-Relly