Oh! This story should be pretty good considering how it goes and most personalities are entirely up to me xD I have trouble with Teen Titans stories because of that .
Summary
Um erm...this is basically a nice little story of how I imagined my character, Tucker, and how his life on the Farm of Forget-Me-Not Valley was like. So it's nothing actiony or anything and it might be slight of a bore at times, but...well...I just really wanted to write this story.
I hate flames, but I do like suggestions on my writing because this'll probably be the second story I'll ever have finished besides one I did in a notebook once xD
Disclamer: Don't own the video game or the characters except for Tucker...well...slightly...I guess I own his name and personality o.0
Chapter one: Meeting the Neighbors
Tucker Jonii stared up at Takakura as the old man explained everything about his father, the farm, and the dream. Dark, shaggy black hair framed the old man's face as he stopped and turned to Tucker. He smiled softly and and nodded his head as the sunlight bathed the old farm with a soft, warming light of Spring.
"So, Tucker, what are you going to call the farm?" Takakura asked, his old raspy voice edging slightly.
"Suntop Farm, I geuss. It's always sounded like a cool name to me, oh, and call me Tuck," Tucker replied, brown eyes glistening softly and he shook his head, shaggy chestnut hair shaking and brushing against his face.
Takakura nodded and turned back around, leading Tuck back to the outside of the barn. He pushed the door open and led him in. The smell of musty hay and cow washed over them and Tuck peered in, gasping slightly at the large creature inside. Almond eyes blinked at him as he walked up. He cocked his head and held a hand out, meeting the snout and brushing the soft milky fur gently. Grinning, he turned from the black and white mixture cow to Takakura.
"This is mine?" he grinned.
"Yep. What do you wanna' name 'er?" the old man asked, examining the cow as it muched thoughtfully on some hay. It raised it's head slightly and let out a droan.
"Erm, how 'bout Marcy?" Tuck suggested thoughfully, raising his hands behind his head and grinning broadly at the creature which now belonged to him.
"Good."
The cow gave out a long 'moo' and seemed to nod in agreement to the name before bending down for more hay. It munched noisily and turned away, trotting swiftly towards the water bail, it's coat pretty shinning for being a new cow in an old barn.
"Remember, you need to talk to your cow everyday and milk her. Clean her and take care of her. Everything else can be found on the shelf inside your new house. I have a small book about cows, chicken, horses, sheep, and so on," Takakura explained, nodding deeply again before turning and leading the way back out of the barn.
Tuck followed, musing to himself slowly before they walked back outside into the fabulous daylight. There, the warm sunshine greeted them again with a gentle breeze and Tuck grinned slightly. He examined his clothing to see how dirty they were already and wasn't surprised to find a few murky spots on his brown tee shirt and blue jeans already. He shrugged and jumped slightly as Takakura began to speak again.
"Lets go meet your new neighbors," the old man suggested, grunting slightly as Tuck jumped. He turned and headed down the hill away from the farm towards a two story wood building. He stopped as a chinese looking woman and man walked outside and smiled, followed by a young blond. "That's Ruby, her husband Tim, and their son, Rock. They run the Inner Inn."
Each nodded in turn and Tuck waved in hello. "Hey!"
"Welcome to Forget-Me-Not Valley," Ruby purred, smiling gently. "Anytime you're hungry, you can swing by, and if you ever start selling eggs, I would love to buy some!"
Tuck nodded, making a mental note of that. "Great! I'll see you around then."
Turning, they made their way down to a bar and Takakura stopped outside of it and pointed at it. "This is the bar. It's run by Griffin," he grunted softly, smiling.
Suddenly, a a wavy blond head came out and jumped slightly. "Oh, dear! Sorry about that!" She grinned and blushed softly. She wore a red dress and small blue coat on her shoulders. She spotted Tuck and blinked. "You must be the man taking over the farm up there. My name is Muffy, I work here at the bar, with Griffin," she stated softly, holding her hands and swaying slightly.
"Hello, Muffy. I'm Tuck," he held out his hand and she shook it. He realized how delicate she was by her small, soft hand and blinked in slight surprise. He nodded as she turned and started walking away. He blinked and turned, spotting Takakura pointing at one of the two houses that lined the small hill where his new farm was. "This first house belongs to an elderly couple. Nina and Galen. The second belongs to Chris, Wally, and their son, Hugh. Up that cobblestone path there, lives Romana, her granddaughter, Lumina, and their butler, Sebastian."
Tuck nodded, trying to keep all these names straight as he blinked, going over the houses and names again in his head. He jumped as he realized Takakura had started back towards the farm and he turned, hurrying to catch up.
"Oh, I forgot. Some girl named Nami lives in the Inner Inn," he added, then pinted out past the Inner Inn, "and a lot more people live back there. Two twin firework makers, an artist, a scientist, and some guy who plays a guitar."
He turned and started towards a bridge across a small creek. Tuck lagged slowly behind him, taking in the fresh air around him. He noticed some flowers growing in a bunch and bent down, picking one up. He twirled the green stem in his fingers and blinked, sniffing its fresh scent. Another breeze past by and it's petals bent in the wind slightly. He continued after Takakura, crossing the old bridge and staring down at the crystal glass waters. He saw his reflection shimmer slightly before he continued on and up to the buildings. He stared at the large white coverings and guessed crops were grown in there. This was a farm, too. The two made their way up the hill and soon three people came into view.
One was a rather muscular woman with bright, flaming red hair and a rather large grin. She wore an apron like thing, a yellow shirt, and blue jeans. The other was a grumpy looking man with slick black hair, a white collared shirt, and blue jeans. The last was a young girl, probably four years younger than Tuck. She had sleek, creamy brown hair with a bandana in it, a green dress and apron. He loved how her eyes sparkled.
"Vesta runs this farm. You can also buy seeds here. This is also Marlin and Celia," Takakura stated, taking Tuck out of his examinations.
"Hello there. Anytime you need seeds, just come see me!" Vesta cheered, smiling broadly that it looked like it would break her face.
"Hey," muttered Marlin.
"Hello, welcome to Forget-Me-Not Valley," Celia stated softly, her voice gentle and serene. Tuck grinned.
"My name's Tucker. You can just call me Tuck, though," he nodded, more to Celia than the others. Vesta seemed to notice and snoted slightly with laughtered.
Celia nodded and smiled, laughing softly to herself before gasping slightly as Tuck held out the flower. "For me?" she asked, smiling wider. "Thank you."
Tuck nodded. "I'm sure you'll take good care of it," he grinned. Celia blushed before he turned and started after Takakura, thinking this a very successful day.
"Oh, a shcolar and his assistant or something live in a tent up by the waterfall," Takakura added as they crossed the bridge again and headed up the hill back to Suntop Farm.
"Great!" Tuck grinned before jumping slightly at the sound of a bark echoed behind him and he wheeled around to see a small, floppy eared dog. It's bright orange coat glimmered and it's white paws were slightly dirty. A tounge lolled out from it's white muzzle. It stared up at him with huge, blue eyes and Tuck grinned, kneeding down and petting it. "Arn't you cute!"
"Want to keep him? I'll make a dog-house for him. He needs a name," Takakura grinned, laughing slightly at the sudden events of a new animal already. He crossed his arms and waited.
"I always wanted a dog named Arnold," Tuck mused, laughing softly.
"Arnold it is. Now you better head in and get some sleep. You got to get up early to take care of Marcy and get everything done," Takakura pointed out.
Tuck yawned and stretched his arms. "You got that right. Come on, Arnold, you can sleep with me tonight," Tuck grinned, motioning for the dog to follow him as he opened the door to his new house.
And his new life.
Good? Bad? What can I improve on, that's what I want to know. Or if I'm fine already, GREAT! Hehe. Please review!
-Deyoxis
