Hello lovely readers! Eme3 here. I'm going to blunt that I'm a terrible procrastinator in updating stories, so be prepared to bear with me. Here is a the beginning of a story I thought up, the prologue may not connect to the story much now, but it will. Hold on to your britches and get ready for a fun story!
I don't own Harvest Moon
Bells chimed and a young woman's head shot up from the book she was reading to gaze skeptically at the couple that had just walked through the door. The witch had never liked humans, and today was no exception. However, with her shop in the city and nothing to do, messing with a few lives now and then couldn't hurt, could it? The witch snapped out of her thoughts and returned her attention back to the couple. As she listened to their troubles of unsuccessfully trying for a child, her eyes lit up mischievously and her mouth twisted into a slightly malicious grin. She could finally obtain something she had always wanted. One day she may realize the mistake she made.
Molly's POV
It felt like an earthquake decided to tear apart the house I had bought just yesterday. I heard an indistinct voice off in the distance.
"Hnn?" I mumbled groggily as I opened my eyes slowly only to be met with another pair a few inches from my face. My face deadpanned as I stared at the golden eyes before me. I couldn't help but think that they reminded me of a kitty. That was right about when I screeched at the top of my lungs.
"GAH! RAPIST!" I screamed as a foreign hand clamped itself to my mouth as the other was brought to the accused one's face in the universal "shhh" gesture. Once I had stopped trying to bite his hand off, he released me and me with those amused, cat-like eyes.
"Okay let me rephrase that... GAH, RAPIST!" I yelled my catchphrase again. He chuckled a little before noticing my folded arms asking him to explain himself.
"Well... ah... I just wanted to say hi!" he grinned a toothy smile while rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"How'd you get in here?" I asked, trying to keep my sanity while I stared at the man. He pointed over to the window.
"Through there. You should have seen my moves! The Flying Leap of Awesomeness was EXTREEME!" he fist pumped the air enthusiastically as I stifled a giggle trying to unhitch itself from my throat.
"So... there was no earthquake then?"
"Nope! ...But you may be referring to me shaking your bed to get you awake... hehe," he replied as he tugged on a piece of dark sapphire hair absentmindedly. I rubbed my temples slightly due to my unwelcome visitor.
"And you didn't knock because...?"
"I did! You didn't answer! That was when I went to the window and performed my Flying Leap of..." I cut him off from finishing.
"Yes, yes. And it was EXTREEME and all, but all you wanted to do was say hello?" I frowned. I guess not all cats were intelligent. I analyzed his face as it stumbled through various expressions before settling on a wide, lopsided grin.
"Yeah! Everyone was talking about the new farmer so I came to see what all the buzz was about!" his eyes looked at me, showing me he was telling the truth. My eyes flickered to his smile for a second and my mouth nearly began pulling up into a smile. His smile made me feel... safe. My face returned stoic as his face turned into a small frown. It didn't suit him. I felt myself leaning forward slightly as my curiosity began to get the best of me.
"Oh! I also came here to ask if you needed help with the farm or anything!" he bounced excitedly. I felt my brow furrow as anger began to get the best of me. Did he think I couldn't do this by myself? Why did everyone think that?! I am perfectly fine and capable on my own!
"I know you're probably fine on your own, I just figured it might be nice to have some help once and a while!" he replied. I said that out loud?
"Get out." I commanded. I could swear his eyes drooped and he looked like an abandoned, dejected puppy as he slowly made his way to the door. I felt my heartstrings get pulled a little. Sometimes I wish I didn't have a soul.
"Wait!" I called out as I hopped out of my bed. The man whirled around quickly and expectantly.
Then he had the audacity to burst out laughing and point right at me. I felt my face heat up in anger.
"What's so funny?" I demanded, trying to sound as threatening as possible. Apparently, that didn't help much.
"Your... *gasp* ...Pajamas! *gasp*" he managed to sputter in-between bursts of laughter. I looked down at my nightgown. It was silk and lacy... except it had little, furry, yellow chickens walking across it. I felt my face turn redder. From embarrassment this time... not anger.
"...They looked... so fluffy... so I... yeah..." I mumbled as I suddenly became intensely interested with the wood designs on my floor. I heard a small chuckle come from my visitor.
"You're strange. You know that, right? What's your name?" he asked.
"Molly. You're pretty strange yourself Mr. ...?" I trailed off.
"Luke. Call me Luke!" Luke said, hyper-ness radiating off his body.
"Great... let me just find some breakfast and I might take you up on your offer..." my eyes glanced over to the rooster alarm clock that I had on my bed."You woke me up AT TWO IN THE MORNING to do farm work! What the heck!" Luke just gave me a stupid grin before I let out a groan. I stumbled over to my fridge and opened it. I frowned as my eyes were met with empty shelves. I swiftly closed the door and pivoted on my foot before marching to the door and began shoving my working boots on.
"You're going to work... in that?" Luke gestured to my pajamas while looking the other way in an attempt not to burst out laughing. I sniffed and lifted my head a little higher.
"Yes!" I answered as I tugged on his hand and ran outside. I was immediately hit by a gust of fall wind and shivered slightly before I grabbed two watering cans and shoved one in Luke's face. We watered the lumpy patches of soil on the ground in awkward silence. That was until I began sneezing nearly every other second and shaking like a Chihuahua.
"You sure you don't want my coat?" he asked for the umpteenth time. I didn't own a coat yet, but that didn't mean I was going to show that I was weak.
"No." A pregnant pause followed my single word. Luke's worried eyes closed and looked at the ground.
"Sorry," he whispered almost inaudibly. "I was being stupid and now you have a cold. I always do stupid things and then people end up getting hurt..." I looked over at him in surprise at his sudden blurting of his thoughts.
"There's no doubt that you were being stupid." I told him blatantly and paused for a second as he looked up at me with a face of pure torture.
"...However, it's my decision whether to dress appropriately for the weather or not! And even if it was stupid, I had -using your seemingly favorite word- EXTREEME time!" I finished in a huff. I heard a series of fast footsteps and looked over my shoulder just in time to see Luke tackling me into a hug. I was then raised up by a set of strong hands and was spun in circle, after circle, after circle. After beating on Luke's arms for a while for him to release me, he finally complied. I stumbled slightly before falling to the ground.
"Sorry! Sorry!" he laughed as he joined me on the ground, "You just made me really happy saying that!" I listened quietly to his laughter for a little longer. It was a warm, deep, rumbling laughter. I felt that it could resonate even within my chest, although I was a few feet away from Luke.
I looked up at him suddenly, "How do you do that?"
He cocked his head sideways in a cute manner.
"Do what?" I pointed up to his face where his over-stretched smile was practically making him glow.
"That. Smile. It seems like you can't stop it." I told him simply. His fingers unconsciously went up to the corners of his smile.
"Hmmm... well I guess it's because it helps other people not be so sad all the time. So even if I'm sad or angry, maybe someone else's day can get just a little bit brighter with just my smile," Luke mused. Wow, this guy could actually make some pretty profound thoughts once you got past all of his silliness.
"Plus," he continued, "isn't smiling contagious?" I frowned at him.
"That's yawning that's contagious." He ignored my statement completely and turned to look at me.
"Hey... why haven't I seen you smile? You haven't smiled once since I met you, Molly," he told me in a concerned manner.
"...I think I would like you better, no, everyone would like you better if you smiled once in a while. I think it would suit you better," Luke whispered.
"Well I'm not looking to impress anyone... so I don't really have the need to smile. Plus, you smile so wide it looks like it would hurt to smile," I pointed out. Luke's smile grew. He must have an elastic jaw! Luke stood up abruptly and I looked up at him.
"I, Luke, declare that I shall make you, Molly, smile a real smile if it's the last thing I do!" I shouted excitedly. I smirked at him slightly.
"Sure you will... Are any restaurants open yet? I'm starving!" I informed Luke. He smiled and began leading me to the center of town. He tried his best to go unnoticed as he slung his jacket over my shoulders to stop my shaking. I stared up at him dumbfounded. It was only my second day in Castanet and I felt like Luke and I were stumbling into something good. Something sweet... not quite yet friendship, but a relationship to be treasured nonetheless. I covered my mouth quickly as I stopped the corners of my mouth from twitching upward. I would not lose to Luke.
Soo... *bats eyelashes* review? This is mainly going to have Molly, Luke, Chase, and Gil. So if you like any of those characters, stay tuned!