Author's note: In the game Harvest Moon: Tale of Two Towns the male and female playable characters never coexisted together (Lillian and Phillip as they are called). So I'm gonna go and make a fanfiction that has them both together. I don't own Harvest Moon.
I have this twin brother. Now don't get me wrong, I don't intend on hating on the guy. He isn't evil to begin with. He isn't even what you'd call the obnoxious type. All I have to say about him is that, well, we don't get along very much. I partly blame our parents for this. After they divorced my Ma and I moved out. I was very young so I could only remember being with her when I recalled my childhood. Phillip and my father stayed behind grovelling in what was left of a family, sinking into a financial crisis. After all, it was once a family where the mother worked for a living.
Of course that didn't mean in comparison my Ma and I were the ones in bliss. We were just as left stranded, no home and a suitcase of a million bucks. Of course my mother, in her strange optimism somehow managed to find a new job and place for us to stay. The apartment was in the city, extremely cramped and somewhat a health hazard. I loathed that place. I just didn't feel safe or secure there, no matter how the plentiful reassurance from my Ma was fed to me.
Thirteen years living under an apartment roof must have stripped me of my insecurity because when my Ma finally collapsed from overworking herself I wasn't the type to moan around at this loss. I did cry at my mother's funeral, I'm not a heartless person, but after a few hours of depressed thoughts I quickly found my resolve. I must've realised I needed a place to stay as I was free to at last to escape this god forsaken city. Unlimited from sunlight and fresh air...I could go to the country side. Of course this resolve's feel of confidence was too good to last. I had nobody to help me recommend a place to stay and work now that I was old enough to earn money for a living. Not even the kind old man who lived directly under our apartment could create a miracle. He'd already wasted his miracles from the countless wars he'd experienced.
Pushed to stress and confusion I used my back-up plan meant for situations like these. With shaky hands I dialled a number on my mobile phone and placed it beside my ear. Already I was drenched in sweat from the anxiety of talking to a person I really hoped I could have forgotten completely. But things were different now...
"H-hello?" I stuttered in the phone's speaker when the other end of the line picked up.
"Yes, who is this?" replied a calm male voice. Not that the tone of the voice really mattered to me that time.
"Um, I'm...it's me, Lillian," I said nervously. There was a pause on the other end.
"Lillian? I thought she was dead." My eyes widened in shock. My apprehension temporarily subsided.
"Dead? Who told you that? Wait, is it you Dad?" I exclaimed frantically, gripping the phone tightly.
"Yeah, he's dead too," muttered the voice in gloom.
"Oh sorry," I mumbled. Wait, why am I apologizing? I wondered in disbelief. I ran my free hand through my sleek hair. "So then who's speaking to me?"
The person replied to me after a moment of sighing.
"Look Lillian, as you claim to be," said the person slowly, "You have a twin brother, right?"
"Yes... Are you saying you're him?" I questioned, praying to the heavens of Goddess that this was supposedly good news.
"Yeah. I'm the one. Your long lost brother, Phillip."
Yeah talk about the drama.
So there's the first one. Intended short for introduction and background of characters. Please comment and rate. Thanks dudes and peace.