AN: Harvest Moon DS Cute is the death of every project I try to work on, but come on! I've loved Gustafa since A Wonderful Life (yes, the boy one). My brother picked on me for befriending him over anybody else in the Valley. When Another Wonderful Life came out, it's obvious who I chose.
Anyway, found these again while I was going through things to pack, so I thought I'd share. I'll get back to my other stories soon.
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Fear
He was more terrified than he ever remembered being in his life as he stood outside her house, trying to get the nerve to knock. Terrified that she'd decline, but moreso that she would see his offer for a walk as what it really was and he'd learn that their friendship didn't run as deeply as he had hoped.
Flower
She often gave him flowers—usually ones to replace the dying ones on his hat—but somehow the meaning behind the simple gesture had changed, and she could only stand there blushing, as she held the flower in her outstretched hand.
Concequence
There were no concequences to befriending somebody, or so she had been told. However, she found herself believing these words less thse days as her heartbeat quickened at the sight of a familiar green hat making its way up the hill, wondering if perhaps love was a consequence afterall.
Gift
She gave gifts to just about everybody in town, he knew, so he tried nbot to let his heart quicken when she handed him a glass of warm milk, and tried not to feel jealous when she passed Marlin a bottle of wine.
Look
Sometimes Gustafa would like nothing more than to stand on the table by his yurt every time she walked by, waving his hands in a distinctively "Look over here!" manner, just so she'd pay just a little more attention to him.
News
"The news said there was only a 30% chance of rain," Jill sighed, accepting the towel Gustafa offered her, thanking him for letting her stay in his yurt until the storm died down.