I don't own Harvest Moon Island of Happiness – or any of the Harvest Moon games. Notice: there might be crossover – scratch that there WILL be crossover, but it'll be a Harvest Moon game; you'll see! I'm evil. All I own are better conversations.

Note: Rosie is the dog; Luna and Tola are cows; Delila is a horse; and Tibby and Jeslin are chickens. They're my animals; mostly because I don't know what else to name them.

He stretched out his body. He felt his muscles relax. Morning already? Not that he was complaining – he loved waking up early. There was a soft chirping; Denny looked up and smiled to Kuu, his pet bird. Denny rose up to greet the adorable black and yellow bird. Kuu pecked at Denny's wavy brown hair. He laughed slightly.

Denny quickly changed into his black tank top, pants, rubber boots, purple bandana, and lastly the white towel that made him look like a fisher man. He put on his shark tooth necklace; he tied his purple jacket on his waist.

"Well, Kuu, ready to face the day?" Denny lifted the small bird up and carried him out along with a fishing canoe and some gear. Denny jumped into the boat with Kuu upon his head and pushed off into the vast sea.

X~*&*~X

Yawning, she awoke. Slowly, she drudged to the fridge. Dragging a leg behind her, she changed out of her pajamas and into her custard yellow tank and orange over shirt; her short shorts which were rolled up; her red boots; and her red bandana (after brushing it, of course). Chelsea grabbed her rucksack before heading out to care for her cows.

Running, Chelsea stopped at her pineapples and tomatoes; she watered them. She walked towards the stable – in front were her trees. She watered the apple tree and picked some peaches.

Chelsea entered her barn and milked Luna and Tola. "Good, Luna…" she whispered to her first cow. Luna mooed. She placed fodder in the feeders.

She ran out to her chickens and picked up her eggs. All the time, she was paying attention to the time. (Don't ask me how SHE knows) Chelsea had a bit of a crush… and she wanted to beat him home. Her new love was easier than her first, Elliot. Elliot had liked her; but he also liked Julia. Now, Chelsea didn't like Julia only because of their rivalry.

Once Denny moved to the island, she had kind of liked him; but she tried to remain loyal to Elliot. Though, once Elliot and Julia wed, she allowed herself to fall for Denny.

She had cared whether she hurt Julia, but Chelsea really, really didn't like Lanna and couldn't care more if she got hurt in the process. In fact, if she (Chelsea) and Denny got married, she would discreetly rub it in Lanna's face.

She realized that she loved Denny thousands of times more than she had Elliot.

Chelsea hadn't realized that while she was deep in thought, she was already headed towards her pet stables. Was that how used to the routine she was?

X~*&*~X

"Oh the joys of fishing…" Denny smiled up to Kuu. The bird chirped. It was about 9:00 now… the door opened. On Sunny Island, everyone just entered other peoples' houses – it was common. Denny didn't bother acting surprised. He knew who it was: Chelsea.

Every day for a while now, she'd visited him and talked and gave him either a fish or Sashimi. He was getting used to her visits; in fact, if one day she didn't come, he'd be worried. He expected it when she spoke to him; but, there was a difference.

Today, Denny was lost in thought. He was looking at his gear, remembering how dangerous fishing could be. He heard Chelsea silently ask, "What?"

Denny spun around and asked, "What, you've never seen my fishing gear before?" She shook her head no. "A fisherman's got to have his gear – it can get dangerous." Chelsea looked worried. "Like sharks. I've had to fight some off before."

Chelsea gasped, "What! Really? I don't know if that's cool or scary…"

"Both," Denny replied, pleased she believed him. "Actually, that's how I got this necklace," he pointed to the tooth on his necklace, "Took it from a shark I fought off."

Chelsea gaped. "That's pretty awesome. You must be a great fisherman."

Denny smiled. He tried not to boast.

X~*&*~X

Chelsea spoke to Denny again – but he was paying too lost in thought. He just said it was dangerous out there. Chelsea sighed and stepped outside the house. "Oh, Denny… the things you do to my heart…" Chelsea sighed. After counting a minute, Chelsea stepped back in. This time, Denny was sitting on his mat next to the 'stove'.

She greeted him. He smiled and said, "I love waking up early, don't you, Chelsea?" Chelsea nodded.

"I know; a rancher's day starts VERY early. I'm sure a fisherman's does too."

Denny nodded. He didn't see Chelsea reach into her rucksack and pull out a fish from yesterday. She handed it to him. "Yow, for me? It looks good, thanks," Denny happily took the fish.

Denny woke with a sudden start. That dream… He looked around. "Are you okay?" Denny's head shot up. He saw Chelsea sitting up from a mat opposite him.

"Chelsea… Sorry… bad dream…" He told his girlfriend. Chelsea nodded. He didn't refuse her hand that clasped his. A couple months had passed since Denny's story. The two had grown closer every day. Now, Denny was madly in love. Chelsea felt the same.

X~*&*~X

Denny couldn't shake the feeling, but he'd promised Chelsea he'd take her to the forest; they were going fishing in the spring. Chelsea has been showing him her 'special fishing spots'. One was in the meadow; the second was in the jungle; the third was in the spring. Denny asked why the area near her rice paddies area wasn't a 'special fishing spot' and she'd said that she never got good fish from there.

Chelsea was walking hand in hand with Denny to the church… there was a figure blocking their path. Chelsea squinted. She knew who it was!

"Witch Princess…. What are you doin –?" Chelsea was cut off by the Witch Princess's hand. The wavy blonde witch glared with red eyes. Popuri's red eyes were friendly, but the Witch Princess's were… disturbing.

"What are you doing?" she glared.

"I was visiting…" Chelsea had to lie. If she told her they were going to the church and spring… "the mines… We're going to the mines…"

"LIAR!"

"No, I swear, that's the truth…" Chelsea said weakly.

"So, what if she's lying?" Denny stepped between them.

"I'll turn her into a monster!"

Denny looked at her confused; Chelsea's eyes widened. "I'll still love her!" Denny proclaimed.

"Yes you will; especially if she's half and half of two things you love…" W. Princess said mysteriously. The couple looked at her weirdly. "You think I'm not capable!" she bellowed. Chelsea shook her head in disagreement.

Normally, Chelsea wanted to talk to the teddy-bear loving witch, but she was on a rampage today and was targeting them for no good reason.

W. Princess pointed her finger at Chelsea. She casted some weird spell. Chelsea grew; her hair grew long; her legs fused and turn deep red; her clothes melted into her skin, shells of custard yellow remained.

Chelsea started flopping – Denny understood what W. Princess meant – what the dream meant: Chelsea was… two things he loved: Chelsea and fish – a mermaid.

I drew some scenes from this fic. I may or may not post them on DeviantART. I should, sense the pictures are what made me want to write this. But, the ones I drew contain spoilers…