Hola! This is my second fic, although the first one was discontinued (don't worry, I'll continue it). I just got Harvest Moon: A New Beginning (for my birthday, which was the 26th), and I LOVE Neil! He's so cute!

When I showed him to my mom, she said his hair was too long and fuzzy -_-.

I think it looks like a bunch of fluffy chicks cuddled up on his head, and then the magical rainbows of Unicorn Land puffed their feathers out. Yah, it makes sense.

P.S. Fauna is Rio/Rachel and everyone else is everyone else.

~Unconscious Hobo and Buddies~

The sky had turned from a dark, shady blue to a clear, pristine one by the time I arrived at a sign pointing towards my destination, Echo Village. The paint on the sign was chipped and it looked like Fcho Village.

I sighed. This place was more of a dump than I had thought. At least the scenery was pretty. It was a nice change from the hustle and bustle of the city.

A hand grabbed my ankle, and I froze.

"Water… water…"

All me and my brain full of horror movies could hear was "brains… brains…".

I screamed, and ran with all of the power in me to the nearest tree, and scurried up the branches like lava was rising up from the ground.

"ZOMBIE APOCOLYPSE! ZOMBIE APOCOLYPSE! PREPARE YOURSELVES, LOCAL HICKS!" I screamed.

I peered down at the zombie, and sighed in relief. I guess I wouldn't need my rifle after all.

"Oh, a hobo."

The hobo was still begging for water, his face in the dirt. I slipped down the tree, and poked him with my shoe. I managed to get the tip of my shoe under his dirty and ragged coat, and dragged him over to the river, splashing his face in the water a few times.

The hobo opened his eyes. Sighing in relief, he dried his face with his coat and stared at me. His eyes were boring holes into my face.

"Are you Fauna?" the hobo asked. I nodded my head, and looked him over.

"So who are you?" I asked the hobo.

"I'm Dunhill, the mayor of sorts of Echo Village. I heard from your father that you are going to be taking over the old farm. Your father was going to take care of it, but married your mother and started his company. He still tends to it every once in a while. He loved that farm very much."

I nodded slowly. "So, what's this town like?"

Dunhill looked at the ground sadly. "Not much to talk about. We barely have any residents anymore, just five, including you. Some people who ran an inn moved away a little bit earlier today. The economy is failing and people are moving out fast. We were extremely happy to get some young blood into our town. Hopefully you can help us revive this old place."

I thought for a second. "So the farm can help rebuild the community here?"

Dunhill nodded happily.

I stepped up. I gave Dunhill my hand and helped him up. "Sure, why not? I can take over my father's farm no problem."

Dunhill nearly fainted with delight. "Okay, let's go to your farm then! Later we'll meet the other residents of the town!"

Dunhill and I finished going over the farm things much later than we had planned. The sun was setting, and I walked into my house, exhausted. I had planted some turnips and potatoes, and was aching from head to toe.

"Don't worry Fauna; it won't always be this hard. It is your first day of farming."

I tried to talk, but my face was stuffed into my bed, and before long I was snoring.

I heard a clanking sound outside my house, and rushed out to see what it was. Dunhill was tiptoeing away from my house when I opened the door and stepped outside. He turned around and looked at me.

"I heard a weird noise and it woke me up."

"Oh, I'm sorry Fauna. That was me. I deliver the mail to everyone. There are letters from shops and the weekly newsletter."

"No problem."

"Hey, why don't we go and see the other residents?"

"Sure."

Dunhill and I walked out of the farm and into the town, where two women were talking. One looked very old, the other in her thirties or forties. We stepped toward them.

"Hello ladies, I just came to introduce Fauna, our new farmer, to you."

Both ladies turned towards us and smiled.

"So you're Fauna? It's nice to finally meet you. My name is Hana. I run the General Store. You can buy seeds and things from me."

The other woman smiled.

"My name is Emma. I ship things that you put in that shipping bin over there."

We talked for a few more minutes, and they scurried off.

"Dunhill, didn't you say there were 5 residents? Where's the fifth?"

"Neil is trying to stock up on animals right now. He should be back soon."

"Oh."

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I didn't think this chapter was very good. The next one should be better.