Creation
Disclaimer: Don't own Harvest Moon.
Author: BlackGold Ficcies Inc.
Rating: K
Summary: All my parents ever wanted was to create things...
Warnings: None
Pairings: None
I write one HM fic, and then my muses demand another. Why can't you just inspire me for my Fire Emblem fic? Grr.
This one is HMDS Cute.
Ever since I was a little girl, my parents loved to create things.
My father wanted to be a farmer, to make plants grow, to live on a day-to-day basis. He wanted to have more children, create a big farm family with us. My mother was the same, supported him as she cooked. But mothers are like that, since they create humans.
It was so stupid. Why would you want to live like that, I asked him time and time again, I mean, if the harvest is bad once, you lose everything. He just smiled, shook his head, and drove me insane.
I always thought he was being idealistic, that he'd never actually do it, but in my second year in high school, he annouced that he had pooled his money with some Takakura guy to buy a farm out in the sticks.
I hadn't wanted to leave the city, and I remained difficult through the years I was there, never making friends, never helping, never ceasing my complaints. My parents didn't scold me, but I know that it troubled them.
How was I supposed to know that that they'd both die in two years?
I left the farm when I was 18 to move back into the city. I had a waitress job for almost a year, but I didn't like it, so I quit. I'd just gotten a new one when my faher worked himself literally to death. I couldn't get a day off, since I'd just started, so I sent a card expressing my grief.
My mother died a few months afterward. I went to her funeral. All the village people were there, and I know they blamed me for not being with her in her time of need.
The farm looked so empty without them.
It was the end of winter when Mom went away. Takakura was old...he couldn't possibly do it himself. It was a tough decision, but duty to family is duty to family. I quit my city job to work their farm. The work was boring and really tiring, but not hard.
And it was an exhilarating feeling, watching those buds bloom. I think my parents must be smiling down at the life I created.
I...I don't even know.