Disclaimer: Legend of Mana and its wonderful cast and world is not mine.

A/N: This is a bit of experimenting I'm doing, so I'll very much appreciate feedback. Also, if anyone has the correct order of days, please tell me!

Journal of a Farmer, Part-time Adventurer

Days in order: Salamander, Gnome, Jinn, Undine, Wisp, Shade, Dryad, Aura

Salamander Day

Just got this notebook today from Niccolo as payment for one of his jobs: escorting him to Gato and back. I don't know whether writing in this will really bring me good fortune, but what's there to lose? At least this journal-keeping will be a much more effective use of my time than trying to find a way to use those leaky pots he gave me.

Lil' Cactus might get mad at me though. What's the point of having two diaries?

Dryad Day

Market day in Domina today. Nothing worth noting, except that Rachel's been gloomier than usual. Wonder what's bothering her? I'll drop by to ask when I finish the harvest tomorrow.

Aura Day

I swear, one of these days I'll really lose my temper. What's his problem? Shouting at poor Rachel like that, no wonder she was scared witless. I'm off with the short-tempered fellow tomorrow though, to look for his 'friend'. I hope this won't be a waste of my time. Those cherry bombs could be a fatal problem for Trent if I left them hanging too long.

Undine Day

The last three days had just been one thing after another. It's a Goddess-sent miracle the homestead wasn't decimated in the mean time. Those cherry bombs could have set the whole place aflame if they had just fallen on their stems instead of not.

Where to start? Found the lost 'friend'. Turned out the two of them were Jumi, the near-extinct people out of my yellowed history books. They were alive and breathing and standing on the same earth as me, and I never noticed till Pearl came out of hiding and their mutual cores became obvious. I felt everything at once: shock, excitement, wonder. All those entries in spidery writings on frail pages were nothing like actually SEEING them, and realizing the ages that must have passed in front of their eyes. How long have those two lived, to have acquired such sorrows in their gaze? My curiosity was wringing my neck. But no, there was no time to put words to them before Elazul whisked Pearl away. I hope I get to see them again. So many things I want to ask!

Amalette caught me as I was turning into the path for home, quite beside herself with the jitters. A pumpkin takeover on the outskirts of Domina? I had to see, if only to find out the type of pumpkin it was. The pumpkins' size were impressive when I got there, I have to admit, but taking over the world with them? A little far-fetched.

Now I've gone and gave myself two new headaches named Bud and Lisa. How am I going to feed them? The crop this week is overriped already, I can't sell them, and market day is two days away…

I'll just sleep on it for tonight. I can't think anymore.

Wisp Day

A busy day. Spent most of it familiarizing the twins to the homestead and finding things for their room. They came here all the way from Geo with nothing more than a few clothes and a small pack! I have to hand it to them. Still haven't talk all that much about their circumstances yet, but I'll wait. Everybody have things they don't want to talk about…

Bud is very much typical for a boy his age, enjoying teasing his sister and playing pranks. The frying pan he carries around doesn't make him a good cook to my dismay. He cooks up a lot of trouble instead. (Need to remind him to not experiment on spells in the barns.) His biggest ambition is to be a great sorcerer, but he still hasn't told me why, just a lot on the awesomeness of his spells. The pumpkins were his bright idea. I wonder if he'll give me a hand with Trent sometime. Maybe I shouldn't ask…don't want evil produce growing on Trent's branches.

Come to think of it, he has an unexpected soft spot for the monsters in the corrals. He would have played there all day if I hadn't told him to come in for dinner. Seems like a good plan to handover the chores there to him. Have to keep an eye on him not to spoil them too much though. Oh, and can't forget about that scorch mark on the wall. I'll get him to clean it up tomorrow.

Lisa is the cooler head of the two, but frankly I have no idea what girls her age need or think about. I can sympathize with some of her concerns, mainly the isolation of this place from other dwellings and Domina, the inconvenience it can be, but some things I have no idea how I can help with. What is it about girls and their need for society? I suppose I'll just need to find her things to do. She seemed happy enough in the study today, and did chores around the house with her trusty broom without much prodding.

Things go along at a different pace here, with the farms and fields of Domina surrounding us. Life must have been an exciting cauldron in Geo. I hope they come to like it here eventually.

Got this week's expenses sorted. The rabite hatched and Jennifer will take it off my hands into a good home tomorrow. Bud was sad to see it go, having been there when it hatched, but cheered up when I promised to bring him a dragon egg. Me and my big mouth…

Dryad Day

Took the twins into town today to introduce to everyone. It seemed the people had mostly forgiven them for their pumpkin patch takeover. Duelle and Teapo were persuaded to go with them into the market as I sat down to discuss business with Jennifer. They came back with bags and cheeks bulging with sweets. Glazed peach puppies tasted a lot better when shared between friends and a cup of Teapo's tea.

Gnome Day

The last two days fell into a kind of routine. Bud took like a fish to water to the chores in the corrals, even the dirtiest jobs didn't fazed him. I was pleasantly surprised to find the feed box and water troughs all cleaned and filled, feed stacked according to types, and sweet hay on the dirt floor. Even the grazing field was straightened. Seeing him worked so hard at brushing down the chocobo gave me a stronger resolve to get him that dragon egg as soon as I can.

Lisa got up every morning to make me a cup of hot drink before I headed out to the orchards. And from what I've noticed, she's been at my much neglected study, dusting, sorting, and what not. Thankfully she's a better cook than Bud, even though sometimes I was afraid to ask what she put into the pot. She brought us lunch outside yesterday and we had a great time picnicking among the trees and listening to Trent's stories.

They call themselves my apprentices, but I wonder what I can teach them. I'll need to uncover the magic tomes from their burial under the mound in the study. Or are they under the bed?

I could get used to these two. They…filled holes I hadn't even noticed I had before they came.

Still, I wonder what happened to their parents…