This chapter is just setting everything up, keep in mind. The chapters to come will be more interesting. XP

I don't own Rune Factory: Frontier, or it's characters! If I did, do you honestly think I'd be writing fanfiction for it? xD

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Things in Trampoli never really changed. I mean, sure it was peaceful here, but every day it was just the same routine, give and take a few festivals that came once or twice every year. Otherwise, you did the same thing over and over. You woke up, stood in your house for a while because your too lazy to do anything else in the early morning, talk to a few people, walk around outside, buy something, maybe go grab an apple from the trees up in the mountains, and then you came home, stood there some more, and went to bed.

Most people would find that a turn-off, I guess, and I for one wouldn't blame them. Sometimes I wondered why I even stayed here. I mean, I could go live wherever I wanted – I had enough money to. I could go live in an exciting city where something new happens every day – but all in all, I suppose it's just the fact I like the peace and quiet.

Most of the time.

Now, standing here in the monster pin built into my mansion, I stared at a small pink, elephant-like monster that was nibbling away at some of it's food that Tabatha had put into the bin. His ear twitched, as if he could feel my gaze locked on him. Wrinkling my nose slightly, I let a sigh pass between my lips.

Francoise was the reason I stayed. I remembered that every time I looked at him. He couldn't survive in any other weather condition – this was the only way of keeping him with me. And I wasn't about to lose one of my few friends – that you could count on.

Stepping forward, I stroked the pink fur on him, and he made a small noise, as if letting me know he could tell I was there.

"Miss Bianca, you have a visitor!" Glancing up at the clock in the room, I read it as the hands struck nine. Right on time. Sighing, I made my way outside of Francoise's quarters and into the largest part of our summer mansion – the fountain room. Locking my gaze on the entrance doors, I watched as Tabatha, my maid, flashed me a smile, then made her way into the kitchen.

Coming through the doors behind her, a brunette came through the door, a rusty hoe thrown over his shoulder as if he were trying to put on display that he'd just finished working on his fields. I only hoped he didn't let any dirt drop onto our floors.

"Morning," I said in a sleepy voice, which was more-or-less laced with boredom as well. He didn't seem to notice my loss of interest with seeing him, because he came bounding up to me, that same idiotic smile on his face that he wore every day he spoke to me.

"Good morning, Bianca!" Raguna let out a hearty chuckle, his eyes sparkling in a friendly manner. I couldn't help but wonder why it was that he always spoke to me. We had nothing in common, and he was quite the annoying man.

That's what I told myself anyways.

"I like the quiet here," I offered suddenly, knowing he wasn't exactly skilled in starting off conversations. At least not when it came to me, I guess. "But other than that, this place has nothing else going for it..."

He frowned at my words for a moment, then let out another chuckle. "That's not true, Bianca." It was obvious he was going to disagree with me. I could tell, because every time I said something like that, he did. How was he so open with his affection of this stupid town?

"Hmph..." I just averted my gaze from him, biting my bottom lip slightly. I know it was childish to just blow off the entire conversation like that, but I didn't know what else to say. I wasn't skilled when it came to socializing...

Taking that as a hint, Raguna sighed. "I came to check on Francoise. Judging by the fact you were with him just a moment ago, I'm guessing he's fine though. So... I guess I'll be going." He paused when he noticed a small sigh escape my lips, then quickly added in, "I'll be helping Eunice with her work today. If you need to speak with me, Bianca, your always welcome to drop by..."

I didn't answer him. He really thought telling me that was going to make my day any better? What was so special about Eunice anyways? He was always hanging out with her – "doing work", he said. More like wooing her to the extreme.

"Good day," I said simply. It didn't seem to bother Ragnua – he was used to how stubborn my attitude was. That was all there is to it. Offering me one last smile, he dipped his head in a goodbye, then made his way towards the exit of our mansion, leaving me behind with a disgusted scowl.

Tabatha was watching me from the doorway of the kitchen, and if I would have actually spared her a glance, maybe I would've noticed the worry laced through her ever-beautiful blue eyes.

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It was that time of day again. The one time in the evening I actually left my mansion for anything – though, truth be told, I barely left my home at all. There were few occasions to, really. Standing outside, I closed the door to the mansion, my gaze going over to the side to watch Kross for a moment. He was such a strange man; he'd done a nice job on building everything I'd asked him to, but he always seemed down.

I looked like an over-excited version of Elmo compared to him.

Shaking my head, I picked up the fabric to my dress, as to not trip over it as I went down the hill our home was built on. Blinking a few times to get the sun's dimmed rays out of my eyes, I locked my gaze on yet another resident that lived nearby.

Erik.

He'd always interested me. Perhaps it was because I wasn't used to different kinds of people, but he always just seemed so out there, so friendly. I vaguely wondered how he managed to do it. Everyone loved him, everyone wanted to be his friend. If only he'd stop complaining about the lack of having a girlfriend, maybe he'd actually get one.

He noticed I was staring at him after a moment, though, and stopped from working on his fields. Leaning up to watch me in return, a soft smile spread on his lips, followed by an idiotic wave. Embarrassed at being caught, my cheeks stubbornly turned red, and I hesitantly raised my hand up, giving a graceful greeting back, though I kept an unwelcoming expression on my face.

He didn't mind, though. Outgoing as he was, he probably already knew the rumors about the snob that lived in the mansion. I wouldn't be surprised if Raguna had mentioned how tiring it was trying to get me to even speak with him.

Even though he kept his gaze locked on me, as if he were examining a fine piece of furniture for sell or something, my gaze was turned away from him by the sound of obnoxious giggles. I looked over to where the bridge led to Raguna's farm, only to see said man with a green-haired girl latched onto his arm. Judging by the fact he had cooking ingredients in his hands, I would guess they were eating at his house.

They'd been doing that pretty often lately.

Eyes narrowing in a judging way, that same scowl graced my lips. Erik noticed the change of my expression from where he stood, and followed my gaze to look at Raguna and Eunice. A frown plastered on his own lips, and he put his hoe down, taking a few steps towards me, then stopping, as if he were debating whether approaching me was a bad idea or not.

Kross, whom was still standing in front of his house, gaze us a glance, before turning to face us completely. He seemed interested in the situation, probably because he always found gloomy things to be fun.

However, right when both men opened their mouths to speak with me, Tabatha came out of the mansion behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder, causing me to jump out of my loathing trance. Turning to face her, I replaced my scowl with a bored look, releasing a sigh.

"Are you ready to head to the shops, Miss Bianca?" She smiled sweetly at me, and I cringed, once again reminded of the fact there was only one person I could count on to never betray me in terms of friendship. Simply nodding at her question, she smiled and stepped by me, making her way towards the path that led to the city.

Right before I followed her, I shot a glance over at Erik, whom had returned to his work. Kross had done the same. Staring at the brunette one last time, I realized he actually didn't look that bad. For a farmer, that is.

Glancing in the direction Raguna and Eunice had gone, then once more back at the male, a plan began to come to mind. Right as I turned to follow Tabatha, a small, sneaky smile spread on my lips. Erik gazed up, shooting another glance at me.

I saw a smile of his own form on his lips, but didn't give much thought to it. My mind was on Raguna and Eunice at the moment. And only one thing could cross through it:

It was so obvious he liked her, and it was so obvious she liked him. What was even more obvious was how repulsive their relationship was... So, obviously, I was going to have to do something about it.

Yes! I've finally posted the prologue to this story! :D I'm really excited to write this, mainly because I have it all planned out in my head.

Plus, Bianca and Erik were my favorites in the game, so I'm going to absolutely love having them as the main characters. Kross too, because for some reason, there's just no hating that guy.

Okay, on another note, I'm sorry about this chapter, I know it was probably boring. I just wanted to use it to get everything set up before I dove into the real story-line, because, I mean, I want it to make sense, you know.

And I know first-person isn't exactly the best, but I felt it'd be the most effective, 'cause I want to really dive down into Bianca's thoughts. Anette fans may also rejoice – there will be parts of the story from her point of view too, because I'm hoping to have her play an important part as well.

Review because it makes me update faster! I promise, it really does, and I'm hyped up over this. xD

-LovelyxxMelody