Harvest Moon 64
Girl Power
Summary: I changed my character to a girl, it's more fun
that way! Plus, the guys, which are so fine (drool), avalible
are Kai (fun), Cliff (ladies' man), Grey (uptight), Harris
(eww), and then Rick ( I think he's gay). ^_^ Well the son of
grandpa has a baby in the city, he wanted it to be a boy and
heir to this huge multimillion dollar company that he developed,
but it turned out it was a girl. He shuns her so she is sent to
his dad's farm... What will happen when grandpa dies and she is
litterally stranded in Mineral Town? Will she get the hang of
running a farm or will she utterly fail? @_@
Chapter 1
Where Roxanne yells at her father and goes to grandpa's house.
Roxanne walked toward her room, with tears in her eyes. She had
heard her father and what he had said on the phone. How he was ashamed
of her and how she did horrible in school. How he had called her names
and critisized her mother who was dead. How he blamed her for her
death. Her mother had died when Roxanne was born. He blamed her for
all his misfortunes.
It wasn't Roxanne's fault that she was born a girl, she wasn't
sorry for it either. She hated the company that her father worked at.
He was never there when she needed him. He was never there to
celebrate her being champion of the spelling-bee, he was never there
when she was taking her pictures for prom. He was never there when she
needed his advice.
So when she finaly excepted that he would never truly care
for her, she had let her grades slip. Roxanne just didn't care about
things anymore. She didn't care what her father said, she didn't care
what her friends at school said, she didn't care what her peers said.
But what her father just said now, .... it hurt. It hurt the core of
her being.
So she walked to her room and tried to keep the tears in, she
was a sixteen year old girl. She had raven black hair that fell down
past her waist. Her eyes were a startling gray blue mist. Her face was
fair, and she loved to run. Her body was nice and fit because of it.
Roxanne closed her door behind her with a slam and jumped into bed.
She pulled her knees up to her chest and cried into one of her
pillows.
She looked over at the clock, it was 11:00pm. It was late and it
was a school night. She had yet to do her homework and here she was
crying. She didn't need to be crying over someone like him. Roxanne
wiped the tears from her face, her eyes stung and were puffy. She
looked herself over in the mirror. She looked terrible, and she knew
it. She twisted her hair into a bun and clipped it up. She was about
to step in and start a shower for herself when she heard a knock at
her wooden door. Her room was quiet, the lamp at her night stand was
on. The knock came again.
Roxanne strided to the door and opened it with an angry face,
wondering who was disturbing her in the middle of the night. If it was
a servant, then they would get what was coming to them. To her much
surprise and displeasure, it was her father. He was still in his
buisness suit and he looked serious. His face flashed at the sight of
his daughter. Her eyes were red from crying, and she looked exhausted.
"Roxanne, what's wrong?" he asked cooly.
"Oh don't you ask what's wrong with me! I heard what you said.
Do you think I'm that ignorant?" she shouted, her words echoing in the
hallways.
Her father's eyes flashed with something that Roxanne couldn't
make out. But as suddenly as it came, it was gone. "Honey, I didn't
mean that." he said with out much difference.
Roxanne looked at her father, new tears at the corner of her
eyes.
"If you hate me so much then why do you keep me?" she knew the
answer to that answer. It would look bad on his reputation and his
appearance. The news would be all over it.
"I don't hate you." he said, taking a step into her room. She
quickly blocked him from walking any farther.
"Well it seemed that way on the phone when you were talking to
that guy!! If you don't hate me, then I hate you! Ever since I was
born you hated me! It's not my fault that mother died. It's your fault
that I can't sleep anymore. It's your fault that I make bad grades.
You were never there for me when I needed you!!" with that said, she
slamed the door in his face. He staggered back, the door had hit him.
He didn't know that she had heard him on the phone. He really didn't
mean all of what he said. It was just, he was angry and he took it out
on her.
He pounded on the door. He wanted to explain things for her, but
she only turned her stereo on, the music thrummed into the walls. Then
he heard that the water had started. He gave up, he was even angryer
than he was before he came up to talk to her. I came here to tell her
that she was going to go see grandpa, but now she thinks that I'm just
sending her away... He sighed and walked to his room. He decided to
send her there tomorrow. He needed to get away from her. She was a
reminder of her mother, she was the spitting image of her. It was for
that reason that he couldn't look at her. He reached his room and
closed the door.
Roxanne woke up to find that her windows were open, her curtains
were billowing out with the wind. She saw that a note was on mirror.
How did that get there? Then she remembered that she didn't lock her
door last night. She got out of bed and read the note.
Roxy,
I will be at work by the time you wake up. I want you to
take the ticket on the nightstand and go on the 1:00pm boat. You will
have a cabin sweet. You're on first class to Mineral Town. Grandpa
wanted to see you. He agreed to take you in. Hope you have fun. Pack
for a long stay.
Dad
Roxanne snatched the note from the mirror and crushed it in her
hand. She threw it in the trash can. She looked at her clock, it was
12:05 pm. Roxanne smiled, she wanted to see her grandpa again. He was
the nicest person she ever knew. She loved to take care of the animals
and play with Skyler, his dog.
She dressed in blue jeans and a big t-shirt. Roxanne liked loose
shirts better than tight ones. She never did understand what girls
liked about them. They hardly let you breathe, let alone move with out
showing a good amount of skin. She brushed her hair and slipped on
socks and shoes. She took out her two suitcases. She stuffed them with
her clothes, shoes, and her stuff in her bathroom, along with her
allowance she saved up. Roxanne hurridly brought her stuff down the
stairs, before she grabbed her ticket, she looked her room over one
last time.
Roxanne swore to herself that it would be a real long time
before she returned. She grabbed the ticket and stuffed it into her
jean pocket. She went down the stairs two at a time and called a taxi.
As she waited she wrote a responding note to her father.
To whom it may concern: (^_^)
I will leave from here to see grandpa, I bet he will be
happy to see me! I knew that I would be sent away sooner or later.
Better sooner. 12:30pm
Roxanne
She scribbled the note down with out a second thought, all she
wanted to do was get away from the noisy city. Roxanne heard a honk
outside the house and she placed the note in an obvious place where he
could see it. She ran outside and placed her suitcases in the trunck
of the taxi and hopped in.
She looked out the window as the taxi sped it's way to the port.
As she got there, she paid the taxi driver and thanked him. She got
out her suitcases and stepped out on the wooden docks. Roxanne looked
around, wondering which boat she had to get on. She dug in her pocket
for the ticket, it said she needed to take boat 17. She looked around.
None of the boats had numbers on them. She spotted an information desk
and she went to it.
"Excuse me. Which boat is number 17 ?" she asked the man at the
desk. He looked at the ticket, then pointed her to a boat that was
called, Noble Galley.
She thanked the man and picked up her suit cases. Roxanne got on
the boat and was greeted by the captain. She smiled at him and he put
her in a room where she stayed in all the trip. She hated the ocean,
she got sea sick when she looked at it, but to see grandpa was well
worth it. Plus she couldn't swim worth crap either.
It was two days at sea when she finally stepped on dry land. Her
legs wobbled with every step she took toward grandpa's house. Roxanne
felt sick to her stomach and she wanted to take a shower, she smelled
like salt. But the trip over was enjoyable, the sun shone, the birds
were always present. The captain was nice, he bade good bye to her and
set sail to his next destination.
Roxanne entered Mineral Town. It had been a good many years
since she came here. She wonderd if anyone even remembered her. She
stepped onto her grandpa's property and nocked on the door. Nobody
answered. She opened the door as the sun was starting to set. The
inside of the house was dusty and smelly. The room was vancant.
Roxanne set her suitcases down and looked out the window, the
fields were teribble looking and she saw no animals. It was then that
she saw the for-sale sign outside. She ran out to the sign and picked
it up, Roxanne tossed it to the ground, furious. Her father had sent
her with out grandpa's knowing, plus, it seemed that he no longer was
here. She looked at the barns, it seemed that everything was in poor
condition. She knew her grandfather would never let things slip this
much. Why would he sale it? She knew that he loved this place.
She walked in the direction of the small town. As she entered,
everything was closed, she looked at her watch. It was only 6:30. She
looked all about her till she found some lights were still on in one
of the buildings. She ran to it, desperate. She opened the doors and
rushed in. All activity stopped, the people of the town stared at her,
all were men except one girl. Roxanne in turn, stared at them.
"Where is my grandpa? Where is Mr. Deeken?" she nearly screamed.
Nobody moved, nobody said a word. They kept staring, till one of
the men answered, he had a red mustache and red hair.
"He's been dead for at least a year. Who are you?'' he asked.
"Where is he?" her eyes were wide, they seemed to be like ones
of a wild deer.
"In Flower Bud Village. He's in peace and in rest." he aswered.
But Roxanne was gone before he ever finished his sentence. She
ran out into the night. Her eyes were blurring with tears, her feet
seemed to know where they were going, but her mind was in a frenzy.
"Who was that?" asked one of the men in the bar, he wore a
purple cap.
"I think that was the girl that came down to see grandpa every
once in a while. She sure had grown." commented the bar keeper.
"I bearly remember her." said a girl with golden brown hair. Her
green eyes were set with an angry stare. "Why did she suddenly show
up?" she asked.
Everyone was suddenly talking about the girl who flew into the
bar and what she was doing here. But only one person kept his mouth,
his face was set as stone. Brown eyes were staring at the table in
front of him. His sensitive mouth twitched slighly.
Grey knew who that girl was. It was Roxanne. She had grown and changed
since the last time he saw her. She was taller and more slim, her hair
was longer. He was surprised to see her all of the sudden. Grey had
thought that she turned spoiled and didn't care about her grandfather.
Apparently, he was wrong.
Roxanne was crouched at the head stone of her grandpa. It was
beautifully crafted, chizzled with perfection. Roses and ivy curled
it's way across the stone. A picture of a dog with a bandana on it's
neck was chasing a chicken across the bottom of the head stone. She
traced her finger over the words that were engraved on the head stone,
smiling as tears spilled down her cheeks.
Here lies John Angast Deeken. A loving father and a devoting
farmer. He always loved to take care of his farm and loved his family
more than anything. He rests in peace and watches over his beloved
farm.
Roxanne resolved to save the farm. It was what grandpa would
have wanted anyway. It was her inheritance so she had a right to keep
it. She got to her feet and walked back to the house, his house. She
entered and laid down on the bed, she cried for a good while. Roxanne
fell asleep but her dreams were plauged with nightmares. She knew that
she had to save her farm, she had to...
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Aspartigus: so wut did ya think? i want to thanx fairy friend for her
help with my grammer and stuff. and i will change the format of the
story b/c she was rite, it is annoying. and please read and review. i
welcome flamers as well! ^_^
Girl Power
Summary: I changed my character to a girl, it's more fun
that way! Plus, the guys, which are so fine (drool), avalible
are Kai (fun), Cliff (ladies' man), Grey (uptight), Harris
(eww), and then Rick ( I think he's gay). ^_^ Well the son of
grandpa has a baby in the city, he wanted it to be a boy and
heir to this huge multimillion dollar company that he developed,
but it turned out it was a girl. He shuns her so she is sent to
his dad's farm... What will happen when grandpa dies and she is
litterally stranded in Mineral Town? Will she get the hang of
running a farm or will she utterly fail? @_@
Chapter 1
Where Roxanne yells at her father and goes to grandpa's house.
Roxanne walked toward her room, with tears in her eyes. She had
heard her father and what he had said on the phone. How he was ashamed
of her and how she did horrible in school. How he had called her names
and critisized her mother who was dead. How he blamed her for her
death. Her mother had died when Roxanne was born. He blamed her for
all his misfortunes.
It wasn't Roxanne's fault that she was born a girl, she wasn't
sorry for it either. She hated the company that her father worked at.
He was never there when she needed him. He was never there to
celebrate her being champion of the spelling-bee, he was never there
when she was taking her pictures for prom. He was never there when she
needed his advice.
So when she finaly excepted that he would never truly care
for her, she had let her grades slip. Roxanne just didn't care about
things anymore. She didn't care what her father said, she didn't care
what her friends at school said, she didn't care what her peers said.
But what her father just said now, .... it hurt. It hurt the core of
her being.
So she walked to her room and tried to keep the tears in, she
was a sixteen year old girl. She had raven black hair that fell down
past her waist. Her eyes were a startling gray blue mist. Her face was
fair, and she loved to run. Her body was nice and fit because of it.
Roxanne closed her door behind her with a slam and jumped into bed.
She pulled her knees up to her chest and cried into one of her
pillows.
She looked over at the clock, it was 11:00pm. It was late and it
was a school night. She had yet to do her homework and here she was
crying. She didn't need to be crying over someone like him. Roxanne
wiped the tears from her face, her eyes stung and were puffy. She
looked herself over in the mirror. She looked terrible, and she knew
it. She twisted her hair into a bun and clipped it up. She was about
to step in and start a shower for herself when she heard a knock at
her wooden door. Her room was quiet, the lamp at her night stand was
on. The knock came again.
Roxanne strided to the door and opened it with an angry face,
wondering who was disturbing her in the middle of the night. If it was
a servant, then they would get what was coming to them. To her much
surprise and displeasure, it was her father. He was still in his
buisness suit and he looked serious. His face flashed at the sight of
his daughter. Her eyes were red from crying, and she looked exhausted.
"Roxanne, what's wrong?" he asked cooly.
"Oh don't you ask what's wrong with me! I heard what you said.
Do you think I'm that ignorant?" she shouted, her words echoing in the
hallways.
Her father's eyes flashed with something that Roxanne couldn't
make out. But as suddenly as it came, it was gone. "Honey, I didn't
mean that." he said with out much difference.
Roxanne looked at her father, new tears at the corner of her
eyes.
"If you hate me so much then why do you keep me?" she knew the
answer to that answer. It would look bad on his reputation and his
appearance. The news would be all over it.
"I don't hate you." he said, taking a step into her room. She
quickly blocked him from walking any farther.
"Well it seemed that way on the phone when you were talking to
that guy!! If you don't hate me, then I hate you! Ever since I was
born you hated me! It's not my fault that mother died. It's your fault
that I can't sleep anymore. It's your fault that I make bad grades.
You were never there for me when I needed you!!" with that said, she
slamed the door in his face. He staggered back, the door had hit him.
He didn't know that she had heard him on the phone. He really didn't
mean all of what he said. It was just, he was angry and he took it out
on her.
He pounded on the door. He wanted to explain things for her, but
she only turned her stereo on, the music thrummed into the walls. Then
he heard that the water had started. He gave up, he was even angryer
than he was before he came up to talk to her. I came here to tell her
that she was going to go see grandpa, but now she thinks that I'm just
sending her away... He sighed and walked to his room. He decided to
send her there tomorrow. He needed to get away from her. She was a
reminder of her mother, she was the spitting image of her. It was for
that reason that he couldn't look at her. He reached his room and
closed the door.
Roxanne woke up to find that her windows were open, her curtains
were billowing out with the wind. She saw that a note was on mirror.
How did that get there? Then she remembered that she didn't lock her
door last night. She got out of bed and read the note.
Roxy,
I will be at work by the time you wake up. I want you to
take the ticket on the nightstand and go on the 1:00pm boat. You will
have a cabin sweet. You're on first class to Mineral Town. Grandpa
wanted to see you. He agreed to take you in. Hope you have fun. Pack
for a long stay.
Dad
Roxanne snatched the note from the mirror and crushed it in her
hand. She threw it in the trash can. She looked at her clock, it was
12:05 pm. Roxanne smiled, she wanted to see her grandpa again. He was
the nicest person she ever knew. She loved to take care of the animals
and play with Skyler, his dog.
She dressed in blue jeans and a big t-shirt. Roxanne liked loose
shirts better than tight ones. She never did understand what girls
liked about them. They hardly let you breathe, let alone move with out
showing a good amount of skin. She brushed her hair and slipped on
socks and shoes. She took out her two suitcases. She stuffed them with
her clothes, shoes, and her stuff in her bathroom, along with her
allowance she saved up. Roxanne hurridly brought her stuff down the
stairs, before she grabbed her ticket, she looked her room over one
last time.
Roxanne swore to herself that it would be a real long time
before she returned. She grabbed the ticket and stuffed it into her
jean pocket. She went down the stairs two at a time and called a taxi.
As she waited she wrote a responding note to her father.
To whom it may concern: (^_^)
I will leave from here to see grandpa, I bet he will be
happy to see me! I knew that I would be sent away sooner or later.
Better sooner. 12:30pm
Roxanne
She scribbled the note down with out a second thought, all she
wanted to do was get away from the noisy city. Roxanne heard a honk
outside the house and she placed the note in an obvious place where he
could see it. She ran outside and placed her suitcases in the trunck
of the taxi and hopped in.
She looked out the window as the taxi sped it's way to the port.
As she got there, she paid the taxi driver and thanked him. She got
out her suitcases and stepped out on the wooden docks. Roxanne looked
around, wondering which boat she had to get on. She dug in her pocket
for the ticket, it said she needed to take boat 17. She looked around.
None of the boats had numbers on them. She spotted an information desk
and she went to it.
"Excuse me. Which boat is number 17 ?" she asked the man at the
desk. He looked at the ticket, then pointed her to a boat that was
called, Noble Galley.
She thanked the man and picked up her suit cases. Roxanne got on
the boat and was greeted by the captain. She smiled at him and he put
her in a room where she stayed in all the trip. She hated the ocean,
she got sea sick when she looked at it, but to see grandpa was well
worth it. Plus she couldn't swim worth crap either.
It was two days at sea when she finally stepped on dry land. Her
legs wobbled with every step she took toward grandpa's house. Roxanne
felt sick to her stomach and she wanted to take a shower, she smelled
like salt. But the trip over was enjoyable, the sun shone, the birds
were always present. The captain was nice, he bade good bye to her and
set sail to his next destination.
Roxanne entered Mineral Town. It had been a good many years
since she came here. She wonderd if anyone even remembered her. She
stepped onto her grandpa's property and nocked on the door. Nobody
answered. She opened the door as the sun was starting to set. The
inside of the house was dusty and smelly. The room was vancant.
Roxanne set her suitcases down and looked out the window, the
fields were teribble looking and she saw no animals. It was then that
she saw the for-sale sign outside. She ran out to the sign and picked
it up, Roxanne tossed it to the ground, furious. Her father had sent
her with out grandpa's knowing, plus, it seemed that he no longer was
here. She looked at the barns, it seemed that everything was in poor
condition. She knew her grandfather would never let things slip this
much. Why would he sale it? She knew that he loved this place.
She walked in the direction of the small town. As she entered,
everything was closed, she looked at her watch. It was only 6:30. She
looked all about her till she found some lights were still on in one
of the buildings. She ran to it, desperate. She opened the doors and
rushed in. All activity stopped, the people of the town stared at her,
all were men except one girl. Roxanne in turn, stared at them.
"Where is my grandpa? Where is Mr. Deeken?" she nearly screamed.
Nobody moved, nobody said a word. They kept staring, till one of
the men answered, he had a red mustache and red hair.
"He's been dead for at least a year. Who are you?'' he asked.
"Where is he?" her eyes were wide, they seemed to be like ones
of a wild deer.
"In Flower Bud Village. He's in peace and in rest." he aswered.
But Roxanne was gone before he ever finished his sentence. She
ran out into the night. Her eyes were blurring with tears, her feet
seemed to know where they were going, but her mind was in a frenzy.
"Who was that?" asked one of the men in the bar, he wore a
purple cap.
"I think that was the girl that came down to see grandpa every
once in a while. She sure had grown." commented the bar keeper.
"I bearly remember her." said a girl with golden brown hair. Her
green eyes were set with an angry stare. "Why did she suddenly show
up?" she asked.
Everyone was suddenly talking about the girl who flew into the
bar and what she was doing here. But only one person kept his mouth,
his face was set as stone. Brown eyes were staring at the table in
front of him. His sensitive mouth twitched slighly.
Grey knew who that girl was. It was Roxanne. She had grown and changed
since the last time he saw her. She was taller and more slim, her hair
was longer. He was surprised to see her all of the sudden. Grey had
thought that she turned spoiled and didn't care about her grandfather.
Apparently, he was wrong.
Roxanne was crouched at the head stone of her grandpa. It was
beautifully crafted, chizzled with perfection. Roses and ivy curled
it's way across the stone. A picture of a dog with a bandana on it's
neck was chasing a chicken across the bottom of the head stone. She
traced her finger over the words that were engraved on the head stone,
smiling as tears spilled down her cheeks.
Here lies John Angast Deeken. A loving father and a devoting
farmer. He always loved to take care of his farm and loved his family
more than anything. He rests in peace and watches over his beloved
farm.
Roxanne resolved to save the farm. It was what grandpa would
have wanted anyway. It was her inheritance so she had a right to keep
it. She got to her feet and walked back to the house, his house. She
entered and laid down on the bed, she cried for a good while. Roxanne
fell asleep but her dreams were plauged with nightmares. She knew that
she had to save her farm, she had to...
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Aspartigus: so wut did ya think? i want to thanx fairy friend for her
help with my grammer and stuff. and i will change the format of the
story b/c she was rite, it is annoying. and please read and review. i
welcome flamers as well! ^_^