Hey Wendy here : )

I hope you enjoy my story. It's not that good but I enjoyed writing it so who gives a fluff?

This is my first Harvest Moon fic so yeah…

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The not quite calm before the storm

In the two years that Chase had known Molly he had never expected her to be a party person. As it turned out Chase didn't know the farmer as well as he thought.

Molly sat at the bar smiling widely covered in glitter, her boots had heels that were asking to be snapped and Chase just knew that white tulle skirt and black waistcoat were going to be absolutely trashed by the next day. Chase stopped himself bitching about Molly's outfit as he suddenly became aware of how much he sounded like Julius. This sent a shiver down the cook's spine.

"Chase you OK?" asked Molly snapping her fingers in his face "You look grumpy."

'Maybe that's because in an hour the bar will be full of drunken Idiot.' Chase thought bitterly trying his hardest not to smash the glass he was polishing.

"I'm fine" He muttered putting the now shiny wine glass on the bar, "I'm just wondering why you and your noisy friends have to grace this place with your presence."

Molly stared at him for a second, eyebrows raised. Was he really asking that question? Really Chase? Really?

"Let's see, there's lots of room, lots of alcohol and a reaaaaally nice cook who's gives a certain farmer free drinks and food."

"I'm not giving you free stuff."

"Did I mention the cook has really pretty hair and the makes the food ever?"

"You didn't, but I'm still saying no to the free food."

"What adjectives will make you give me free stuff?" Molly leaned over the bar her brown eyes narrowed.

It was Chase's turn to raise a brow. "You really think I'm going to tell you?"

The farmer sat still for a few seconds before her eyes shone bright and a mischievous smile danced across her lips.

"I guess I should give up." Molly sighed, her face suddenly glum.

Chase felt extremely scared. He didn't know what was going to happen but he knew that it would be horrifying.

"Y-yeah just give up, haha, there's no way you're getting anything from me."

"I just feel so stupid…" Molly sighed again. The farmer's head hit the table with a loud thunk. "I thought that if you liked me you'd let me have some free stuff. See I've liked you for ages but I couldn't just tell you because I get really nervous about that stuff. I thought I should try this to see if you shared the same feelings…"

Wait was she crying? Chase awkwardly stroked Molly's hair unsure of how to react in the situation. He'd never been confessed to in such a strange situation, apart from that time when Maya broke into his house with burnt cookies. That was creepier than anything else though.

"And now" Molly sobbed "I need to go tell Maya that you must obviously love her instead."

Chase had a tiny heart attack.

"Please don't tell Maya!" He was now nearly in tears. "I didn't know take everything just don't tell her, she'll kidnap me!"

Molly's head lifted from the bar and Chase wanted to kill her. He had been duped. A wide smile was spread across the brunettes face.

"Well, well Chase, I would love some soba."

"I'm only doing this for you. If anyone asks you've paid for all your stuff in advance."

"Sure thing."

"Just please don't pull the Maya card out again because she genuinely scared me."

Molly held her hands up and laughed "I'm making no promises."