Things to remember:

A) I own all characters who you have never heard of.

B) I do not own Harvest Moon ©, but I have bought and played AP so I can officially claim my kids, marriage, and character.

C) This is a work of FICTION. Not only is this fiction, but fiction based off of a role-playing game. Keep that in mind

D) No idea how many chapter this will grow to be, but as of now I have 6, one for each of their kids. I will probably do random chapters whenever I get an idea.

E) This is, chronologically, the second story in a series of 17, which has been roughly developed. More on that at the end of the chapter.

F) Check my profile for a link to the 'wii pictures' if you are interested in what these characters look like. It's under my harvest moon info. I took the pictures myself :D

Sephia - Harvest Goddess in ToT and AP

Mark - Main male from Animal Parade, he wears the hero outfit and crown

Gabriel - older son style, he will eventually wear the fantasy outfit and crown

More relevant info to this chapter: Hello fanfiction! The Captin has returned to the fandom that is Harvest Moon. This story is a part of my 'Children of Aya Asumi' saga. It will follow her oldest child, Mark, and his own children. There will be four chapters total.

Sincerely wishing you all well,
Kida-Asumi, the Captin of Sirius

Mark had been raised by a single mother. Yes, his father had been in his life for the first nine years of it, but for the rest of the time? He was the oldest child to a single mother. Through the rocky relationships she had, through the many siblings that were the result of them, Mark's mother remained the main parental influence over all of them.

So with that thought in mind, Mark looked up at his mother's photo. It was the last solo photo of Aya Asumi - she had been 48 at the time, and had not had a child in almost four years, his baby brother John. Silently praying that she was watching over him, he walked out of his house to visit his wife.

Yes, to visit his wife.

22 years ago, Mark had married the love of his life. Sephia, the Harvest Goddess of Waffle Island. Because of her job, she could not afford to live with him. Mark understood that. So, instead of living out the rest of their years together, she watched over the nature of the island and he watched after his sisters. When Aya had died almost a decade ago, Mark had taken in 3 of his sisters. They were all married now, but he still watched over them and his farm.

"Mark! What a surprise!" His wife gasped as he entered her sanctuary. Mark's expression softened as he spotted her. His wife was glowing, her eyes lit with joy, and her sea-green hair was gently floating around her. What captured his attention was not her beauty, however.

It was the slight swell of her abdomen.

"Hello, Seph. How is he?" The rancher asked his wife as he walked over to her. She took his hands in hers. In one set, she intertwined their fingers together. In the other, she gently pressed it against her stomach.

"He is fine. A little hyper, but healthy. In fact, he should be with us soon." She said with a soft wink. Mark grinned, dropping to his knees to press his ear against her stomach.

"That's wonderful. Contact me when he is ready, okay?" He asked. Sephia nodded, gently brushed his brown hair.

"I will."

Almost a season later found Mark reminiscing once again.

"A bah!" His new son cried out happily as he wiggled in his crib. Mark smiled softly as he looked up from his kitchen to his son's crib at the foot of his bed.

"Yeah bud?"

"Bah!" He cried out again. Mark chuckled. After throwing a burping towel over his shoulder, Mark turned off the stove where he had been warming his son's bottle. After making sure the milk wasn't too hot, Mark then moved towards his hungry child.

"Hey little guy. Dinner time, huh?" He asked the baby. Gabriel grinned up at his father - his primary caretaker.

After picking up his son, who had his wife's eyes and hair, he walked over to his arm chair by his tv. After turning it on, he adjusted his young son. He then gave Gabriel the bottle, who began to guzzle it happily.

"Good job, buddy." He cooed to his son. Eventually, as the stars began to twinkle outside, Gabriel fell asleep under his father's protective and adoring gaze. With a quiet sigh, he pressed his lips against Gabriel's forehead.

Raising his son alone would be hard, of this Mark had no doubt. It had been when he was growing up, even with his sisters Kelly and Kida helping raise their other siblings.

However, Mark was confident they could get through it. As he rose from his chair to put his son back in his crib, he glanced over at his mother's photo.

Give me strength, Mom, give me strength.

A/N: So what did you guys think? The goddess not for you? That's okay. How about Chase? I have a story for him to. It's called 'Kelly.' Go and check it out ;)

- Kida-Asumi