A/N: Partially based on my own game in HMDS: Cute. First time writing for HM so please be constructive in criticism. I may add more Chapters to this, depending on response.

"Not seen Jill in the bar for a few weeks." Griffin commented more to fill the silence of the Blue bar than start a conversation, on this cold winter night.

Along the counter, Muffy nodded her pretty blonde head and folded her arms neatly, getting that look of worry that suited her delicate features. "Yeah, it's weird, she's usually in at least once a week." He rolled her eyes, "Even if she does only order the cheapest drink."

Griffin smirked slightly, looking around at the empty bar, "I thought you two girls were best friends? Anyway, you can hardly blame her, she's gotta be thrifty if she hopes to rebuild that farm."

Muffy giggled, "I suppose so… and we are friends, but I haven't even seen her around town much… Maybe she's staying in because of the cold." She sighed, "just like everyone else."

Griffin nodded, "Business sure is slow… maybe we should close up early, I doubt anyone's gonna be coming along this late. What is it, ten?"

Muffy nodded, "Yeah, no-one comes out in the valley this late in winter, they're scared Muku Muku will get them!" She burst out giggling at her own joke about the fluffy creature.

Then the bell above the door jingled to signal a customer's entrance.

The two behind the bar perked up in surprise and stared to see whom was coming in.

From out of the snow came the farmer, Jill, her twin ponytail fluttering behind her as she walked, a white coat pulled over her shoulders. A white coat that was obviously not her own.

That much was evidenced by the young man who followed her into the bar, in a snow leopard-print silk shirt over what looked like a black vest, tight leather pants hugged his legs indecently. His snow-white hair was as pale as his skin, to the point where only his azure eyes stood out.

"I have told you before now, angel, you can't keep going out in this cold in only that t-shirt." He was scolding the farmer girl in the fond tones of a friend who knows nothing will ever change.

Jill blushed and batted playfully at his arm, "I'm fine, when you work all day you don't need a coat, lazy~" she turned into the bar and her eyes widened a little when she saw there were no other patrons. "Hi Muffy!" She squeaked, "'Evening Griff."

The two behind the bar nodded their hellos; eyes fixed on the stranger.

He smiled and bowed deeply, "Terribly sorry, I haven't introduced myself, Stiener is my name." He lifted his eyes slightly, "I take it Jill has not yet informed you of me?"

Muffy blinked and then gasped in surprise, "Jill!! Is this the one you gave your blue feather to!?" she squealed as she remembered the day two weeks ago when Jill had practically danced into the bar and showed off the pretty blue thing to her blonde friend, cooing that tonight she would give her heart away.

Jill nodded shyly and rested herself against Steiner's side; he obligingly put his arm around her shoulders. "This is my husband." She cooed, then giggled, "I never get tired of saying that…"

Stiener turned his head to down at her, she was at least a head shorter than he was, and purred out, "I never tire of hearing it, my love." He reached to his shirt and withdrew the blue plume, neatly tied into a necklace.

Griffin frowned, "Now hold on just one second, I don't remember a wedding."

Stiener nodded calmly. "We had a private wedding by the Goddess Spring, just the two of us." The arm around Jill's shoulders tightened slightly and she blushed, nodding.

Griffin smiled despite himself, if nothing else, Jill looked happier than he'd ever seen her. "Well what brings you two out here in this weather?"
Jill nuzzled closer to her husband, "It's our one-week anniversary and I wanted to show him off."

Muffy giggled, she could understand that, 'Stiener' was gorgeous. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something not right about him.

The pale man coughed, "In any case, what do you want to drink my love?"

Jill shrugged his coat off her shoulders, hanging it by the door, "Oh, you choose, you've got much better taste than me." She walked across the floor and took a seat at the bar. "I've never known a better chef than him, you two have to come over for dinner some time."

Stiener nodded, patting her shoulder, "My love flatters me… two Okuhattan's, please."

Griffin raised an eyebrow, but turned to the shelves, busying himself with the drinks. Muffy, meanwhile, leant across the bar, "Ohh, you have got good taste, that's our speciality!"

Stiener took his seat next to Jill shrugging calmly, "I like the finer things in life, hence my wonderful bride."

Jill blushed and batted his arm softly again. "Stop that…you're making me go red…"

"You look so cute when you blush." Steiner purred.

Griffin placed the two glasses of the drink in front of the couple, "Not served this in a while… not been able to, have we Muffy?"

Muffy nodded, "Oh yes! Do you remember that night that Phantom Theif broke in and stole a whole bottle of that right under your nose, Jill?!"

Jill blinked, then stared down into her drink, "Yes…"

Muffy nodded, continuing her story for the benefit of the pale man, "That awful fiend froze Jill on the spot! Poor thing had to watch while he robbed us!"

Steiner's azure eyes fluttered on concern, "Is that so? My love, you must have been terrified of the theif."

Jill frowned, "I wasn't scared. Phantom Skye didn't frighten me."

Griffin nodded, "Yeah, takes a lot to make you jumpy, Jill. Still, that thief's slippery, only Vesta and Jill ever got a good enough look at him to recognise him. Everyone else has been stunned or he slipped right past them."

Stiener nodded, "Then my darling is the only one who has ever seen him? What does he look like?" he sipped his drink, smirking slightly.

Jill sighed and closed her eyes. "Um… well, he was very thin… long hair, for a man, very over-confident…" her cheeks pinked just slightly. "He had eyes like… moonstones."

Muffy giggled, "Be careful Jill, Your husband will think you had a crush on Skye!"

Steiner laughed and shook his head, "Oh no, I know whom my darling loves." He leant across and kissed her cheek.

In not time at all they finished their drinks, bid the barkeepers farewell, and headed out into the snow once more.

As Jill pulled her husband's coat tighter around herself she snapped playfully, "Tell me what does he look like? Honestly, you are so big-headed sometimes." She laughed, "You just love hearing me talk about you."

Skye smirked and curled his thin hand around her tanned one, "My dear, they brought my little indiscretion up, I merely employed my brilliant acting skills." He stopped their steps through the snow and lifted his wife's chin, "Or would my love like to see her beloved Skye arrested?"

Jill giggled and blushed, "Sometimes I think about it." She cooed, before pecking his almost pure white lips, and continuing to pull him back towards the farmhouse.