Ok. So... No, I don't own Harvest Moon: Island of Happiness or any other games that are part of the series. Just to let you know.
My chapters will all be short, btw. Mostly because I have no time to be writing fanfics. If I feel happy, I might. =D I mean, happier than usual.
Porridge & Carrots
Chapter 1: Spots
"Oh. Hell. No." I looked at my crops in horror as my two chickens picked at my newly planted corn seeds. "AGH! Get the hell off of my seeds!" I picked up Orange and ran for the coop. I ran back in a hurry and stopped in front of Cherry, who was the older and feistier one. It started raining so I got more exhausted than usual as I chased it round and round, but in the end caught him with only a few scratches on my arms and hands and mud in between my shoes. "Well, that's a start of a great day", I mumbled to myself…
After feeding and dealing with the chickens, I then went to go feed my horse, Amber, and dog, Ebony, in the stable when I realized that I had no more pet food. Arf! "Yeah, yeah. I'll go get some more." I brushed Amber then rode off into the main street.
I left Amber in the shade so she wouldn't get any more soaked than she already was and went inside Mirabelle's animal shop. I said hi to her and her daughter (who was slightly older then I was) and asked for pet food.
"Oh, I'm sorry Chelsea… We just had most of our stock sweeped out and now we only have a couple left… Do you still want them?" Mirabelle said while giving me an apologetic face.
"Uhr… Sure. How much?" I replied as politely as I could. She told me the amount and I paid. But I guess she saw right through me. Mirabelle was always like that. Either that or whatever I'm thinking would be written on my face 24/7.
But the one who answered my bothering question was Julia. "It was Vaughn. Just to let you know." She said as if it was her business. But I was grateful.
"Thanks!" I said. Then I left. I got up on Amber and thought while on my way to the beach. Why the hell would he need pet food?! He doesn't have a horse or dog… Neither does he sell them! Why does he always piss me off?!
"Julia!" Mirabelle said with concern. "Why did you do that?! You know she has a bad temper!"
"… But she's just so cute." giggle "And she only gets aggravated whenever it concerns Vaughn most of the time", Julia added.
Mirabelle just stood behind her desk and sighed. Then she mumbled, "It's true, but she's complicated…"
When I found Vaughn I was so mad. I didn't even know why. What did I eat for breakfast? I just left Amber behind and stomped toward him. I wonder… As I head toward him I started slowing down and making my pace. Phew… I stopped in front of him and stared deeply into his eyes. Why am I here? Oh right! The pet food!
Vaughn started out with, "Hey! Chelsea! I was just about to…!" I interrupted him.
"Just what the hell are you going to do with pet food?! I yelled furiously at him. "You know I always buy my pet food on Wednesdays!" My blood temperature was rising and I could feel my face getting hotter by the second. Then I felt a strange cool feeling on my leg and looked down. "Holy…!"
"Shhh…!" Vaughn tried to usher the dog into his arms then picked it up. "He snuck away on the deck this morning. I felt sorry for it so I'll keep it. I named it Spots." He let out an awkward smile which awed me for a moment.
When I finally came back to reality I tried to calm myself down. That was close… Luckily… Ok. So… He has a dog. Named Spots… "Phf…!" I tried to shut myself up. But I couldn't. The dog had mixed fur colors with a short tail. I suspected it was a mutt. It also had long ears and a stout nose. It made a funny high bark and looked me in the eye. And its eyes were beautiful. They were a deep grey color but had tints of light and dark green throughout it. I had nothing but a useless comment on my mind.
"Ha! You named it Spots even though the he/ she has none?!" I laughed hysterically and felt my face get hotter. "Err… But it is pre-tty cute." And so that's his reason for buying pet food… But why does he needs so much? "Hey, Vaughn…"
"Yeah?" he answered, back to his old tone. The boring one.
"… Why do you have so much pet food? I mean, you don't need that much…" I started. "Even my dog doesn't eat that much", I added.
Silence…
Then he flushed up bright red. "Uhr…! I- I just…!" He stopped. Then he gained back his composure. "I j-just…" Then he went back to red again. I was stunned. I never knew he can blush!!
"You' j-just'…?" I asked while smirking. He turned his back to me. Then I dropped it. My face was getting hotter also! "… I… I'm going to go now…"
Then he let out a new request. (That was a new one also) "Can you… Come tomorrow?" he let out just barely. I think he thought I never heard. But I did.
I walked toward my horse and coolly let out, "Sure thing."
