Megara awoke to a rooster crowing. It was barely light out. She sat up. The first thing she saw was her reflection in the mirror. Her bright blue hair was stringy and choppy, and her matching eyes looked dim. There was dirt streaked across her face, and she had to wonder when she'd last taken a shower.
"Megara!" Rayna yelled up the stairs. "Micah! Hurry up!"
Megara turned to look at her older brother. He was out cold. She kicked him in the side. "Wake up, Micah, we have work to do."
"I'll get up when I get up." He grumbled and rolled over.
Megara sighed and stood up. Had she even gotten changed before she passed out last night? Obviously not. She was still wearing the pink dress she had been the day before. She quickly stripped down and changed to a faded violet one.
She ran downstairs and grabbed her apron off a hook on the wall. "Good morning, Okaa-chan," she greeted her mother.
"Good morning, Megara." Her mother handed her a bowl. "Breakfast is on the stove."
"Thank you." Megara dashed into the kitchen. Breakfast was oatmeal. She served herself and then sat at the table to eat.
Rayna came in. She looked tired. Megara sat up. "Biaku is..."
"At Kirito's. Assisting."
"More like complaining about wizards..." Megara muttered under her breath.
"If you think I can't hear you, you're dead wrong. Also, just because you don't agree with him doesn't give you the right to disrespect him. By all accounts, he is still your father, even though it's not by blood."
"Yes, Okaa-chan." Megara returned to eating.
"Although, you are accurate in your statement." Rayna muttered.
They both laughed until the door slammed open. "Good morning, Biaku-sama!" Megara tried her best to sound respectful.
"Good morning, Biaku." Rayna greeted him with peck on the cheek. Megara wanted to gag.
"Megara, where is your brother?" Biaku sat across from her at the table.
"Asleep. He said he'll get up when he gets up."
"Smart alack." He grumbled before rising again. "You can start by weeding the farthest field, Megara. I'll send your brother out shortly."
"Hai, Biaku-sama." Megara put her bowl away. She was about to run outside when Biaku's voice called again.
"Put shoes on, Megara."
"H-hai!" Megara replied. She slipped a pair of sandals onto her bare feet before running outside. Kirito Traiga, a dairy farmer from up the road, was just outside the door.
"Good morning, Megara-chan." He smiled.
"Good morning, Kirito-san." Megara smiled back. "How's the farm?"
He frowned. "That pesky monster's back again. This time it got half my cows."
"Ah. Well, I'm sure that wizard will be here soon."
"I hope so. I can't lose any more cows or I won't be able to keep my business going." He sighed. "Well, you have things to do besides listen to an old man complain."
"See you later, Kirito-san." Megara waved as she ran toward the fields.
She stopped when she found loose soil to tear off her sandals and feel the dirt between her toes. She grabbed a shovel and dug the deepest hole she could before throwing her shoes in and burying them beneath two feet of dirt. Then she continued running across the fields.