A quickee about Rachel and Allen. Allen is a bit of a knob at first but when you're married he is very sweet ^.^

I wrote this story over several evenings when I was really tired and honestly I wouldn't call it my best, but I hate leaving stuff unfinished . I hope you all enjoy it though and will leave a kind review. The first chapter is more of a short introduction.

WARNING: There will be a character death.

I don't own anything.

When Rachel had first moved to Echo Town to take over the farm, she was not surprised to find the town in such poor condition. After all, a man named Dunhill had written ahead to explain the town's situation: it had once been thriving, but soon slowly started to die and now it was just he, Hana the elderly shop-keeper, and Emma, who shipped out the town's produce (or lack thereof).

Rachel had thrown herself into farm work almost immediately. If the town wanted to be great again it had to be successful and it appeared that the best place to start with was shipping out decent crops. Rachel took to farm labour well which was only natural since her father had been a farmer and her mother, before her death, had worked with animals for a long time. It didn't take long to start shipping out crops and people had slowly started to move back in.

Neil, a young animal dealer with blond hair and a grumpy nature, gave her her first cow for free. Rebecca and her son Toni sold blueprints for Rachel to use when rebuilding the town. A blacksmith named Iroha helped her upgrade her tools and Rachel became friends with her very quickly. Up until Iroha, her only company had been mature adults, a child, and the only person who was her own age didn't want any company. Iroha was a breath of fresh air.

But perhaps the person who had made the biggest impression on her was a handsome hair stylist named Allen. She had built a hairdressing salon around midsummer and he had moved in quickly. He was tall, slender, with shockingly blue eyes behind a pair of rimmed glasses, and a head of thick, shiny red hair. He had scrutinised her-her grubby clothes, tangled blonde hair, eyes more of a blue-grey-and said "Come to the salon sometime. You need it."

Rachel had raised an eyebrow and retorted "If you're honestly expecting a farmer to look perfect every day, you will be extremely disappointed."

Allen looked surprised for a second, then burst out laughing. "I wasn't expecting that...you're an interesting one, Rachel." He continued smiling at her as he walked out the door and Rachel couldn't help returning it.

Interest turned into friendship, then one day they went drinking together. They both got very drunk, swam in the river (fully clothed) before going back to the salon where they had the most amazing sex Rachel had ever had in her life. A few weeks after that, Allen officially asked her out and Rachel happily accepted. Allen was incredibly narcissistic and seemed most interested in talking about himself, but Rachel put up with it. At least, she thought she could.