Surprisingly, being sick and bedwritten is what inspired me to start writing this little fanfiction. I hope you all enjoy, it's been awhile since I wrote one of these. Sorry for any typos and what not, I have no spellcheck on my wordpad for some reason.

I also do not own Harvest Moon or any of the characters, just this little story line. Enjoy!

Vaughn's POV

I trudged through the snow, pondering why I was chosen of all people to help that frustrating farmer. Julia was fully capable of taking care of animals.

"She just insisted that no one should help her. She's stubborn like that..." my blonde cousin sighed. She looked up at me with big, sad eyes. "If I were to go, I would leave out of pity. And fear...she's very good at throwing things..." she chuckled nervously.

I rolled my eyes. "So basically, since you're the only one as stubborn as she is, and stronger, you should be the one to help!" Julia smiled cheekilly.

"Somehow I think this is just one of your elaborate plans to get out of work so you can go hang out with Elliot," I grunted.

She sat down in front of me, all cheerfulness washed away from her usually bright face.

"Vaughn, I'm worried about her. She's been acting so weird lately. I can't explain it..." she sighed. I grunted and stood up.

"Fine," I stated as I walked upstairs to grab my coat.

And so here I was, walking to that dreaded girl's home. I came to the field beside her home and opened the barn door. Her animals were sleeping peacefully. It reminded me of when I first really spoke to her.

The cow was slow and stubborn. I was pretty much dragging it behind me.

"For once I feel sorry for somebody..." I grunted. The cow mooed in protest as I approached the gate. The farm was a bit shabby, maybe not too bad though.

I came to the small barn and easilly pushed it open.

"Welcome home!" a voice pierced through the warm air. It shook me.

I looked up, highly annoyed. A brunnete girl with a red bandana sat on the food trough. Her arms were open wide and a too-big-for-healthy smile was plastered on her face.

I was startled by the cow pulling the rope from my tight grip. It trotted happily towards the girl who wrapped her small arms arounds its neck.

"Welcome to your new home, Macaroni!" she said gleefully. The cow mooed in response.

"You're naming it Macaroni?" I grunted. She smiled brightly.

"Yep! So that way when she has a baby I can name it Cheese!" she giggled. My eye twitched. There was something wrong with her.

She came up to me and held out her hand. "I'm Chelsea, by the way!" she said. I simply tipped my hat in response.

"Vaughn," I said curtly. Her smile faltered a bit when she realized I wasn't going to shake her hand, but she regained it quickly. She grabbed the brim of my hat and tugged it down playfully.

"Well it was nice to meet you Vaughn! See you later!" she laughed and headed to put food in Macaroni's trough. My eye twitched more.

She touched my hat. No one touches my hat.

I put some food in their trough and headed to the chicken coop. There was one chicken and three little chicks. They chirped gleefully and ran to me, scurrying over my boots.

They were so energetic and happy, just like their owner. Their food trough was filled so I closed the door on the peeping nuisances.

I was walking over to the gate when I heard a frightening sound. It sounded like someone choking. Where was it though? It was faint so it must have been coming from the woods right? No it was still pretty close... That's when I realized it was coming from inside Chelsea's house.

I hope you all enjoyed! The second chapter should be up today, maybe in the nect minute or so considering I've already written it! Reviews are appreciated!