festival Charlotte-Dia

[usual disclaimer: http://pastebin.com/wDPCns6f]

Charlotte: Dia, we're finally at the festival so come on and don't hold back~. Is it food or something else you want? Mum will buy you anything~.
Dia: ...
Charlotte: Oh my, what is it Dia~! Are you perhaps tired?
Dia: Mum, you're pretending to be good aren't you? Something like playing the part of the kind mother huh...
Charlotte: Lo-lower your voice! Someone could hear us.
Dia: I knew it...
Charlotte: It seems a gentle mum gets a lot of attention. So with that, I just have to play the part. I mean, wouldn't you be happier too if you had a popular mum?
Dia: What nonsense...
Charlotte: Dia...Look here Dia. Mum loves dad. You can be absolutely certain about that. But this and that are two different things.
Dia: I get it...it seems like wanting to be popular is a way of life for mum...
Charlotte: Oh my, you understand perfectly.
Dia: You know, this isn't what I was calling nonsense before...
Charlotte: What were you talking about then?
Dia: I was saying that it makes no sense playing the part of a a kind mother because you are one for real.
Charlotte: Dia...
Dia: Don't worry, you're plenty popular the way you are too.
Charlotte: Thi-this is bad! Help me hide!
Dia: Why?
Charlotte: I'm so happy I feel like sobbing but it will be kinda ugly and I don't want anyone seeing me...
Dia: Ah, I got no choice then. I'll stand guard here..
Charlotte: R-really? Then please do that for a while. Don't you let even a single mouse pass.
Dia: I said I got this.
Charlotte: Uu...Uhaaaaaaa, I'm so happyyyyyy!! My son is way too cuuuuuuute!
Dia: Hahaha...