Porco: Hey Reiner, how do I make a date more romantic?
Reiner: Maybe try being more mysterious?
[Later that day]
Pieck: Where are we going?
Porco: None of your fucking business.
Reiner: What the fuck? Why is the base on fire?
Porco: In my defense, Pieck was supposed to be supervising me.
Pieck: And in my defense, I myself was left unsupervised.
Porco, lovingly talking about Pieck at 2am: She could kill me and I’d thank her.
Reiner, tired of hearing this for the millionth time: Yeah, I’d thank her too.
Pieck: Porco I-
Porco: There is no ‘I’ in this relationship, Pieck. Only ‘we’.
Pieck: Alright then. Porco, ‘we’ are bisexual.
Porco: Damn right we are.
Pieck: Pock asked me to be his fake date to Reiner and Bertolt’s wedding so he could avoid the usual “are you seeing someone?” questions.
Annie: I’ve read enough fanfiction to know how this ends.
Reiner: So, how was the honeymoon?
Porco: Pieck got drunk and tried to destroy our marriage certificate.
Porco: She said “Good luck trying to return me without the receipt”.
Porco, lovingly: I love her.
Pieck: I tend to act dumb in front of the person I like, it’s embarrassing
Porco: But you /always/ act dumb.
Pieck: ...
Pieck: Yeah, think about that a little bit.
Pieck: What’s it like being tall?
Pieck: Is it nice?
Pieck: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Porco: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table, and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want