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Angela skipped over toward the direction of Town Hall, whistling a happy tune. "Gill, I-"

The platinum blond stopped her before she set even one foot inside the building. "Not right now, Angela. I'm very busy today. Go bother someone else."

"But, I can't just bother anyone. I have to bother you."

"Why?"

"Because you're my friiieeend," she said stretching the last word. She simply smiled at him.

"Go bother one of your other friends." She pouted. "Please?" he asked with no emotion. Angela wasn't buying it. "Just for today?"

"Fine, but only because you're my friend. Bye Gill!" She ran backwards, waving at him.

"Angela, don't run like that! You might-"

"Ow!" she shrieked.

Gill slapped his forehead. "...Bump into someone."

"Watch where you're going!"

"Sorry..." Angela rubbed her head desperately, trying to make the pain disappear. She stood up and offered to help him up.

He pushed her hands away. "I don't need your help."

"Sorry..."

"Next time, you should probably think twice before running like that. Otherwise, there won't be a 'next time'."

"S-sorry," she said backing away.

"You apologize a lot, don't you?"

"Sorry," she whispered quietly, so he couldn't hear. Angela watched him sit down on one of the benches. "Don't you have to go to work or something?"

"Not yet. Hey, you never told me your name."

"Oh, I'm Angela."

"I see..."

"Do you like playing tag?"

"How old do you think I am?"

"I don't know. It's just that your name is Chase, so-"

"No, I don't. I don't like playing tag."

"Oh...okay then...Bye." She walked away, wanting to end their chat. 'That was the most awkward conversation I have ever had in my life,' she thought.

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"Good evening, Kathy."

"Oh hey, Angela. Need something?"

"Nah, just visiting. But, I do want to say something to you. Okay, earlier today, I was brushing my horse, Marth, and then he started making these weird noises. So, I was like, 'Hm, what are those strange sounds?' and then he-"

"Hey, did you meet the new guy?"

"New guy?"

"Yeah, he works here as the chef. See? Right over there." She pointed to him.

"HE works here?" she asked, emphasizing the word 'he'.

"Yeah, why?"

"It's just that I met him, and well...he's kind of...rude."

"Maybe you two just got off on the wrong foot. Try talking to him again. I'll even come along to help."

"I don't really want to-"

"Hey Chase!" He turned around, waiting to hear what Kathy had to say. "Meet one of my friends. Her name is-"

"We've met," he said in a dull monotone.

"Oh well, okay then."

"Yeah, and I would appreciate it if you two don't bother me. I have food that needs to be cooked."

Angela scoffed. "Talk about snooty."

"What did you call me?"

"I didn't call you anything."

"Why don't you go do...whatever girls like you do," he said and walked away.

"What kind of girls are like me?" He stopped and turned to look at her. He shook his head and once again left. "Who put the bur under his saddle?"

"I don't know him too much, so I wouldn't know."

"Speaking of saddles. Let me continue with my story. Okay, so my horse, Marth was making these strange noises, so-"

"Kathy!"

"Coming! Sorry Angela, my dad's calling me."

"Oh no, that's fine, and- And, you're totally ignoring me." Angela fell down into a chair at one of the empty tables.

"What's up with you?"

"Nothing. Just in need of someone to talk to."

"Oh okay."

"Wait, don't go. Do you wanna talk?"

"I'm kind of busy right now."

"Could you spare just a few moments?"

The boy sighed and sat down next to her. "Sure. Go right ahead."

"Okay, well it's going to be a little weird telling you this because I was originally here to tell Kathy about it because you know, she loves horses. Anyways, my horse, Marth was making these very strange noises today, so I checked to see what was wrong with him." (ten minutes later...) "So, it turns out Marth isn't a boy, he's a girl. Now I have to change her name to Martha, but I like Marth, so I'm keeping it that way."

The boy chuckled. "Heh, it must've driven you up the wall if you reacted like that."

"Yeah. Note to self: Separate the farm animals, boys on one side, girls on the other, or they might get a little too friendly with each other. Now Marth, who I thought was a boy but is a girl, is now pregnant, and my other horse Roy is now a daddy."

"How do you know Roy is the father?"

"You're right. Now Marth is gonna appear on the Maury Show to find out which one is the father."

"Hooray for DNA testing."

"But seriously, I only have two horses, so who else could it be? My goat?"

He laughed. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Dang, is it that late already? I gotta go now. Long walk home, and my dad will have my head if I come home late."

"Bye!" Angela waved. "Oh, wait! I forgot to ask you for your name!"

"Luke!"

"Oh, bye Luke! I'm Angela!" 'Strange way to introduce yourself, but it should do.'

Seriously, in Harvest Moon, all your animals are female. I demand to have a male horse because I want one. Then again, the males would just be taking up space because they can't produce milk or anything, but still. I named my horse a boy's name for crying out loud! I'm not joking, and now she's pregnant. I am still in shock.

Super short but lame story time!

Jenny (me): So, I just give this to my cow, and then she'll be pregnant?

Hanna: Yep!

Jenny: It's that easy?! How do I give it to my cow?

Hanna: You just give it to her.

Jenny: How? Do I feed it to her? Stick it up her- never mind. What's in this miracle potion thing anyway?

Hanna: I think it would be best if you didn't ask.

Jenny: …