Shia (author): Hello :) So notes to remember: let's say bold is a transition or my reminders and etc...

and italics are thoughts.

Fighting!* koreans do that action to encourage one another in dramas and mangas... although I didn't give a good mental image, read korean manhwa and you'll get it :D

I realized when I went back to re-read/ edit my story that I didn't explain the Harvest Goddess and Tree very much. If the readers didn't play Tree of Tranquility or Animal Parade, they wouldn't get it at all... I tried thinking of ways to explain it in the first chapter to make it fit in the story, but I couldn't come up with anything. It always came in awkwardly. So... I will explain in later chapters where I have a good opportunity, or look it up on google..? :D

I do not own Harvest Moon :D

This chapter was REWRITTEN!

Orange + Blue =?

Chapter 1- So What if I get seasick?

Angela POV

"Angela~" Finn kind of sang.

I patted my pixie friend dressed in orange on the head. "Angela," Finn said. "When are you going to tell them about the prologue of this story?" He looked a little impatient. "They'll get bored!"

"Alright..." I answered. "I think it's better if I begin with a flashback..."

-FLASHBACK-

A young girl, with long brown hair that extended to the bottom of her spine, was trotting through the streets of New York, oblivious of the strange stares she received from passing people. After all, she was carrying a box that blocked her face and a handsome, green-haired boy was following timidly behind her, muttering. "You... you can see this?" He extended a hand into the air and orange sparkles erupted in the sky. It was orange fireworks that could be visible in the day. Unfortunately, no one looked up and noticed it.

"Yes I can," the girl replied. "What's the problem, Finn?"

"Umm... there's no problem..." Finn in human form murmured. "It's just that only pure-hearted people can see my magic."

"Magic?" Angela chirped excitedly. "Like rainbows and fairies?" She gasped. "And unicorns?"

"I'll explain to you after you help me deliver that box to the delivery incorporation." Finn pushed Angela through the crowded streets of New York.

"Okay!"

...

"So, who I am," Finn said after the waitress of the cafe was out of hearing range. "I am a Harvest Sprite, although I look like this. Right now, I put a magic covering around myself so that's how I appear human."

"That's why there's always orange ribbons surrounding you," Angela said, staring at the sparkly ribbons.

"Y-yeah. Anyways, I was sent by the Harvest Goddess of Castanet to find a pure-hearted individual who fit in specific requirements. Now that I am aware that you are a pure-hearted person, I need to find out if you fit the requirements," Finn said in a business way. "I shall give you a test." He pushed his hair back like Gill does. Then, he flicked a tiny orange grain at Angela's forehead. "That will detect lies. It is too small to be seen by the naked eye, and if you really would be the savior of the rainbow, you cannot lie. That will be on your forehead as long as I desire it to be. Typically, it would be taken off after you finish the mission as a hero."

Angela's eyes brightened. "I am going to be a savior of the rainbow? A hero?" The orange grain didn't shine or sparkle or do anything. It just... sat there.

"Yes you are," Finn replied, continuing to eye the orange grain. "So... answer truthfully now. That grain can detect even the smallest lie. Do you... like farming?"

"Hmm... I've always been kind of interested in it. I will give it my all if I can save lives just by farming. You need a hero to farm?" Angela asked.

Shocked that she caught on so quickly, Finn slowly nodded. "Yes..." He flicked his fingers again, and this time, orange glitters landed all over Angela and disappeared. "It seems..." Finn said after closing his eyes. "That you fit the requirements." Finn got down onto his knees. "Are you willing to save Waffle Island?"

All the customers of the cafe turned and looked at the two. "A proposal?" one asked excitedly.

"You should get up," Angela said. "A man getting on his knees hurts his pride."

"So are you going to help?" Finn asked.

"...I'll do my best."

...

"Angela~" (Harvest Sprite form) Finn called. Hurry, you're taking so long in the restroom! The boat will leave without us!"

"Okay, almost done..." Angela's voice replied behind the bathroom door. After waiting for a few moments, the door opened. "Phew, I feel so light-headed," Angela said, patting her self-barbered hair. Her long, beautiful hair that extended to the end of her back, was now reduced to a little below her shoulders. "What do you think, Finn?" she asked, flicking a strand of long hair off her shoulder.

"Why... why did you cut it?" Finn asked. After all, she looked much better with longer hair and it was badly cut.

"It'll get in the way of farm work, so I cut it at this length. Does it suit me?"

"... Not really."

"..."

"...What? Stop looking at me like that! As a Harvest Sprite, I can't tell white lies!"

"..."

"Angela! Don't leave without meee!"

-End of flashback-

Then, like it was disturbing me on purpose, the boat jerked. Everything seemed to turn gray, including the blue sky. "Urp…" I felt like I was going to throw up. I leaned against the railing and grabbed my stomach.

Finn looked at me and frowned. "Angela, you okay?" He flew over and felt my forehead. "No fever."

"It's getting worse," I replied. I cupped my hand over my mouth.

"I should have made you eat medicine before making you get on this ship…" Finn mumbled sadly. "I am such a bad Harvest Sprite."

"It's okay, Finn," I said. "I guess I was too mad at you insulting my hair that I forgot I get sea sick. It's all my fault..."

"I.. I'm sure they have remedies in town," Finn said while patting me. "So… don't kill the fishies!" Geez, Finn, of course I won't pollute the water with my... barf.

"We've arrived!" announced the captain, Pascal. The boat stopped and the dizziness halved. He tipped his hat at me. "Bye, Miss Angela. And welcome to Waffle Island." He turned around and walked back onto his ship.

I bowed. "Thank you!" Then, I whipped around to look at the town in front of me. It was very clean; not a single piece of garbage was seen, the buildings weren't rusty and were properly painted. It was also very organized. All the buildings were about the same size. I hated how in the city, buildings are all different sizes. It ruined the neatness! To me, at least. I think I found my dream town I thought. Now the only problem is whether I'll be accepted by the people here. I crossed my fingers. Finn and I made eye contact; he knew it was time to do the one-time-wish traditional to Waffle Island (at least 50 years ago).

He flew in front of me and put his hand on top of mine and we both closed our eyes. Please let me meet and make great friends I wished.

"Please help Angela restore the Harvest Goddess's power," Finn wished aloud.

Then, we both opened our eyes, jumped (I did, Finn just flew higher) and pumped our fists in the air. "Fighting!*"

I totally forgot about my seasickness due to the excitement and looked left. There was a fisherman fishing and fished a huge fish! The beach behind him was beautiful; the water sparkled in the morning sun. There were little pink seashells on the shore! I looked to my right expecting to see something equally as awesome. However, what I saw was a smirking person ...and a fishery behind him. He had peach (?) -colored hair and violet eyes. The color is hard to describe… it was light orange yet pink. I forgot about looking around town before going to the Town Hall. Embarrassment rushed across my face and all I thought about was whether he saw it or not.

"Did… you see?" I asked.

He smiled innocently and tilted his head slightly to the left. "Nothing," and added a few coughs after it.

"Really?" I asked.

"Oh yes," he replied, coughing (although it sounded a little fake)

"Are you sick?" I asked. "You are coughing!" Perhaps he coughs weird like Minnie...

"I guess I am," he replied.

"Then," I said grabbing his wrist. "Let's go to the clinic. I saw it while I was looking around…" I dragged him towards the direction of the clinic. When I looked back, I saw him snickering, but holding it in. What? I am just bringing a stranger to a clinic because he's sick.

...

"He's in perfect health," said Irene, the old lady at the clinic.

I was dumbfounded. "What? He said he was sick….. ?"

Finn patted my back. "You didn't realize? I thought you were smarter than that. You were T-R-I-C-K-E-D."

I turned to the boy. The corner of his mouth creeped higher and higher. So he lied? "Don't play tricks on the new girl, Chase," Irene said. She was stifling a laugh too!

I puffed out my cheeks. "Geez! I am leaving!" I reached for the door.

Finn popped out of nowhere. "Wait! Angela, I thought you needed a remedy for seasickness!" Finn reminded me. I totally forgot but now, I felt like throwing up again. Thanks, Finn.

"I am sorry, Angela," he said in a small voice.

Chase laughed even harder now and I wanted to turn around to tell him it's not that funny. I did, but before I could say anything, "URP" Oh. That was last night's dinner.

There was a moment of silence. He's definitely going to be mad I thought. I looked up at Chase (with lots of courage!). He gave me the death glare and he looked like he was about to murder me. Knew it. I shouldn't have hoped. "YOU!" he shouted, pointing at me. I've never seen anyone get so angry. B-but I have a reason!

"..S-so what if I get seasick?" I replied. Oh no. It just slipped out. I wanted to reword it and say 'I am sorry for getting seasick.' This is one of the times you make a typo and want to fix it, but you realize you are out of erasers. Ugh. Great timing.

He gave an even scarier death glare. EEK! So scary!

"I AM SORRY!" I bowed very a lot lower than usual, and did it several times too. I bravely looked up at his face. If this was a scene from the animes, he would be cherry-red, cross-hurts all over his peach-colored head, and steam coming from his ears and nostrils. This is reality, so he didn't have that. My point is, he didn't look like he was going to forgive me. Ever.

Shia: -sigh- This looked so much longer on word... (Why do they have to make the text so small? T^T)

-Rereads- The beginning is so boring! :O