This was a story I wrote back for
the Gill fanclub in the Ushi no Tane forums back when I loved
Gill.
It was born out of the member's dislike of the LunaxGill
pairings.
So before you say anything, I don't
hate Luna, in fact I love her 3
This was written all in the
good name of fun~
Harvest Moon and all of its characters belong to Marvelous Entertainment. I OWN NOTHING!
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Pascal stared curiously at the five women who were aboard his ship. The last words they had spoken were that they were heading to Waffle Island for business. That had been three hours ago.
Usually Pascal would ask the names and birthdates of his passengers, but he felt he should make an exception with this group. The women were all wearing identical black trench coats with matching turtlenecks and pants. The aged captain had never seen anyone wear so much black before.
It's probably the new fashion in the city, crazy kids these days… thought Pascal sadly but then remembered his own days of youth and the craziness he did.
The women were on the front of the deck, looking hard at the horizon. They were concentrating on the small dot in the distance that was Waffle Town.
"Well ladies, it'll be another hour before we land," said Pascal breaking the silence.
The group did not move at his statement but did seem to be relaxing a little.
"Well, I'm Pascal, and who might you be?"
The blonde-haired girl of the group turned to face him. She was wearing blue shades that hid her eyes but Pascal could see some scars on her face.
"My name is….." she fell silent, pondering what her name was. The others saw her reaction and quickly muttered between each other.
"Right, I forgot" he heard the blonde whisper. "My name is Zane, and yes it's a girl's name," she answered as if reading his mind.
A girl with dark blue hair in bundles stepped in front and introduced herself. "Hello, my name is Cookie," she said happily.
"My name is Jaime," a girl with short brown hair said.
"Imma ninja!" said a dark blue haired girl but quickly covered her face. "I meant…my name is Ninja,"
"Well those are lovely names," Pascal said, but he was secretly thinking what their mothers were smoking when they named their children. It was obvious to him, that these girls were not normal.
Then again, no one is Waffle Town is…they'll fit in just fine, he reassured himself.
As the boat made it into the harbor, the girls, one by one, left the ship and stood in a line facing the town.
"Here we are, we all know our mission then," said Zane taking off her shades, revealing red eyes full of confidence.
"Of course we do! That's the whole reason we came here in the first place" said Cookie looking around.
These women were members of the elite faction of Gillian, who were sent to Waffle Island by the Order of Gil from the land of Ushi. They were sent here to destroy and annihilate any traces of a certain pink-haired devil that reside within this town and proved to be a threat to Gill.
"Wait a minute," said Jaime, staring hard at board sign.
"Last time I checked Waffle wasn't spelled with a c….."
"Oh, this is because this is Castanet Island," said a cheery Pascal who was coming behind them.
"What?!" the five yelled in unison.
"Well, I know you said you wanted to go to Waffle Island but I guess you mistook it for this island as no one has lived there in years."
"Our..our information was wrong!?" yelled Zane at her group, who looked down in disappointment.
"Well this is just great, now we have to go back and we let our president down…"
"Do not worry Zane, I have complete confidence in you," said the orange-haired girl in the group.
"Prez…I mean Heart what are you doing here?!" said Cookie in surprise.
"Well I thought you guys might need my help and also that you would somehow screw up this whole operation and we can't have that," Heart stated simply.
"Well, for starters we had to change out of these clothes or the target and the residents of this place might get suspicious," explained Ninja.
"I didn't mean to hear into your conversation but if you need a new outfit you should go over to Flute Tailoring, they have nice clothes," Pascal suggested and the women nodded at each other.
As the women walked deeper into town they began recognizing people that were closed to the target. It wasn't until a blue-haired maiden walked from outside a house that they realized they were stepping into the devil's den.
"Well ladies, we made it this far so we might as well go for it….She shall not defeat us!" whispered Heart and together the girls made some sort of secret handshake followed by placing their fists over their hearts. And together they walked into Flute Tailoring awaiting their enemy.
To be continued…
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