Hello
Hellllooooooo there everyone! It's great to be back to writing again. I'm sorry for the long absence, a lot has happened and I was just way too busy, and excuses excuses...
I'm a bit rusty, so I hope you're all okay with a drabble for today.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon, in any shape or form.
He stared at the deep teal waters beneath his dry feet. 'I shouldn't walk around in these sandals anymore,' he thought to himself, 'or maybe I just need some lotion.' He sat on the edge of the dock as usual, fishing. He's heard Renee tell him often that many women in town say that he's not into women, but instead fish. Or that he's always fishing to look for the Kappa or even a mermaid. It usually wouldn't bother him, but today it did.
He kept thinking of when he saw her earlier today.
Molly, the most beautiful women he's ever laid eyes on. In fact, he thought she was the Harvest Goddess herself! He was shocked when he had found out she was a mere mortal. Her short, chestnut brown hair was messy, but almost in a perfect way. She had flawless, milky skin, and beautiful amber eyes. Toby thought that her beauty was inhuman.
He felt luck was on his side when she appeared at the Fishery today. She hadn't come in months.
But then, he thought his luck was vanishing as he saw who was with her. She was purchasing fish with Gill- the Mayor's son.
'Are they on a date?' He thought.
"There ya go, Molly, some delicious trout! Raw and ready for cookin'!" Uncle Ozzy said to her, handing her the fish.
"Thank you," Molly replied, smiling.
'Her smile is as sweet as an apple,' he remembered thinking, 'It could brighten any dark day I have. Or any day for that matter,'
Gill Hamilton's deep indigo eyes locked with Toby's eyes. He remembered the intense stare. As if Gill had looked into Toby's soul- as if, he could read his mind. As if he could see the intense feelings he had for Molly. "Let's go Molly," He said, darting his eyes away soon after. He placed his hand on the back of her thigh, trying to hurry her out the door.
"Thank you again for-" His uncle was cut off when the door behind Molly and Gill shut closed. Uncle turned to him. "Is a nice girl like Molly dating Lil' Hamilton?"
"I don't know," Toby replied, shrugging his shoulders.
"Such a shame," His uncle responded. "She's such a sweet gal...and I love our mayor, but that Gill boy is t-r-o-u-b-le! With a capital t!"
His little cousin, Paolo, snuck into their conversation. "I saw them kiss the other day!"
Those few words made his heart sink, like a sunken ship.
Kiss.
That meant they were dating, didn't it?
The Island of Castanet was a unique one.
It was social rule that you can only date one person your entire life. And that person, will be the person you marry. That's how it just always was.
And when Toby had heard those words, "I saw them kiss the other day!", he was heartbroken.
'Molly has chosen the one she wants to be with,' he began to think, 'she will get a blue feather eventually from him..' his frown began to deepen.
He visited Renee's farm later- er, ranch. Ranch. He knew Renee hated that he called her precious Horn Ranch a farm. He wished she could be more laid-back about it, like Molly was.
"This is some fresh Good Cheese we made, just this morning!" Renee said, handing him Good Cheese.
"It smells lovely," Toby said, inspecting it.
Renee smiled, happy to recieve praise. "It'll be 560 G, and an extra 20 G as charge for you sniffing it," Renee said, with a wink. "Just kiddin', Toby!" She replied, blushing a little.
The silver haired boy smiled. "Very funny," Toby took out his wallet, and placed 560 Gs into Renee's hand.
"Thank you as always," She smiled even bigger. "friend!"
Toby smiled back at her, a little bigger.
Friend. 'I'm probably her only guy friend,' he thought, 'thank goodness I don't have to gossip with her about silly things, like she does with Kathy!' Gossip.
Friends gossip.
"Renee," He said, saying her name with a slight question. "Tell me everything you know about the mayor's son."
It was a long, brooding conversation.
At first, Renee refused to gossip with Toby. Absolute refusal.
"Toby, why do you want to gossip?" She asked, and "What's wrong with Gill?".
But after he told her why he would like to know about Gill, she frowned a bit, but continued. Gill Hamilton's full name is Gilbert. Birthday Winter 2. Likes tomatoes. Lost his mother at a young age. Is not dating Molly. Just thinks she's cute. His mother was a teacher. Gill really actually likes Luna. His father has not remarried.
Is not really dating Molly.
Just thinks she's cute.
Is really after Luna, Candace's sister...?
It didn't matter to Toby, as long as he was aware they were not dating.
That was all that mattered.
All that mattered.
He thanked Renee for her time. And although he thougtht he had seen sadness in her eyes, he did not mention anything. As he left Horn Ranch, he decided to fish by the waterwheel- he had some spare time. Uncle wouldn't need him back in the shop for quite some time.
He stood there, waiting for fish to take his bait.
But something even better took his bait.
He heard footsteps approach him. It was Molly! She was coming from the other side of the bridge, approaching him.
"Oh, hello Toby!" Molly said to him, waving. She walked towards him, with a beautiful light in her eyes. The light of youth, beauty, fairness...
"H-hello, Molly," He said to her. He felt his heart racing now. Racing, like the horses Renee and Kathy use. He felt warmness in his cheeks.
Molly stood very close to him. His heart began beating even faster.
She stopped to admire his fishing pole. It was tattered, old, and in a deep need of repair, but her eyes only showed awe. "You can fish? That's amazing, I'd love if it you could show me how to some time!"
Toby smiled at her. "Of course, I'd love to," He replied. "here, u-uh, why don't you have this pole? I have another pole, anyways. I'm sorry it's so old and gross," A sweat drop fell from his head.
Molly smiled. "It's fine," She replied, "I love it! Thank you," She took the pole rather greedily. She gripped it into her hands, attempting to fish.
Toby raised an eyebrow. "O-oh, Molly, you hold the pole like this," He stood behind her now, and put his hands on top of her warm, soft hands, and positioned them correctly on the pole.
Molly blushed a deep shade of pink. "Oh, thank you," She said, a hint of embarrassment in her voice.
Toby smiled, "It's fine," and he attempted to release his grip on her hands.
"No, keep them there," Molly said, stopping him. "Your hands are soft," She looked at him, smiling.
He felt his heart pounding. Butterflies began raging in his stomach. He kept his hands on top of hers, and stood closer to her and rested his head onto her shoulder. He smelled her scent of honey and milk- a lovely combination. He smiled from ear to ear.
'What a lovely girl,' he thought, 'I'm so lucky to be with her, right now...' he looked at her deep, caramel eyes focused on fishing. 'And all it took was a simple hello...'
I'm sorry it was such an awful story~ I'm a bit (very) rusty.
I hope you still enjoyed it, nonetheless!C:
