Hey I'm back!! This one is SUPER fluffy, just like I promised. Please review. Reviews are awesome-they MOTIVATE me!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon. I wish I did...but...I don't. So yeah.

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I hate Jack.

I really do.

I gaped at the massive mess of a field he had, which was about ten times worse since when I last saw it. Why had I agreed to this? WHY?!

Jack just had to go all sad-little-puppy-dog on me to make me feel bad for him and MAKE agree to this stupid chore!

Well...you kinda did suggest it.

Once again, shut up.

Stupid voice in head.

"Oh! Ann! You're here!" He said happily, coming out of his house.

"Yeah, whatever." I said through clenched teeth. I really wanted to give his a piece of my mind right now. I really did. But I couldn't for some reason. Not with Jack.

"Ann...is there something wrong?" He asked in a soft, warm voice. I blushed.

"N-no."

Why are you acting like this? I don't know. I don't care. Just shut up.

"Okay..."

A few minuted of awkward silence passed before he said:

"Well, I thought we could start with the weeds. If that's okay with you."

I looked over at the field and felt my jaw go slack.

No that is not okay with me!!!

"Yeah, sure. Let's just get this over with." I said, turning and heading straight for the field. I knelt down and started pulling out weeds. Jack followed my example, heading for the opposite side of the field. Good. It was probably better that way.

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I stood up, wiping sweat from my forehead. Thank goodness I was finally done. Pulling weeds was hard work!

"Ann!"

I turned around just in time to see Jack trip over a forgotten weed and next thing I knew, I was on the ground, and Jack was on top of me.

"Eep!" I gasped, seeing that his face was only inches from mine, not to mention the awkward...position...

"Didn't see that one." He breathed. His breath smelled good, like peppermint. Then he slowly rose and helped me up.

"Sorry about that." I blushed. "Are you all done? Maybe we should do the rocks next, since chopping branches and stumps will require walking over to the lumber shed, which is over there." He pointed to a tiny storage bin, quite a ways away from where we were standing. I groaned. He chuckled.

"Yeah, I thought so. You can go home now, if you like." He smiled gently. I considered this briefly, but decided against it. It's not like I was missing anything special back at the Inn.

"No, that's okay. I'll stay."

"Awesome." He grinned. "Since there's only one hammer, I'll let you handle the little ones. Just throw them in the water or somewhere. I don't really care."

"No," I objected. "I wanna do the big ones." He gave me a funny look but finally shrugged.

"Whatever you say. I'll go get the hammer." And he left for his house. He returned a few minutes later, carrying the hammer. At least that's what I thought it was. Goddess that thing was huge!

"Here you go." He said, handing it to me.

"Oomph." Wow it was heavy too. Jack watched as I dragged it across the field to a particularly large stone. I lifted it as much as I could (which wasn't very much) and slammed it down hard on the stone. Absolutely nothing happened. I hit it again. Still nothing. Not even a crack. Grr. I was getting angry now. I hit it again and again but still no results.

"DIE YOU STUPID ROCK!" I hit it. "DIE DIE!!" I heard Jack laughing and I turned to glare at him.

"What?!" I asked.

"N-nothing. It's just...you look so funny..." And with that he starting laughing again. I wanted to stomp my foot, or maybe throw something. He must have seen the look on my face because he stopped.

"Sorry." He said. "Here, let me show you how to do it right." He walked around so he was standing directly behind me. Then he leaned in and wrapped both arms around me so he could hold the hammer with me. I blushed at his touch. Slowly he lifted the hammer high, high above our heads and brought it back down gently against the rock to show me the correct position. Then he did it again, this time bringing it down with lots of force. I gasped as the rock halfway smashed. "How about you finish the rest." He said, backing away. I nodded, and (with much effort) lifted it above my head. It wasn't as high as Jack got it, but I was proud of myself for getting it this far up. Then, with a loud smashing sound, the rock was pounded into smithereens. I grinned proudly at myself, and stepped back to admire my handiwork. I turned around to see Jack applauding me. I grinned even wider still, and bowed graciously.

"Thank you, thank you." He laughed at my silliness, and soon enough I joined in. Finally we stopped.

"Are you hungry?" He asked. I nodded.

"Starving!" All that hard work had done it. He smiled.

"Awesome. Come on inside and I'll see what I can cook for you." I blushed as I realized he was inviting me to have dinner with him.

"Okay." I followed him into his tiny shack of a house.

"I had Gotz build a kitchen as soon as I got here. What do you think?" I stared at his almost empty kitchen. It definitely wasn't as big as the one back at the Inn, but it was homey. I liked it.

"Hmm..." Jack said, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "What would you like to eat, Ann?" I shugged.

"Anything. Just as long as it doesn't take long. I'm famished!" I said. He laughed.

"Okay."

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We eventually just ended up eating PB&J sandwiches, because Jack didn't have very many ingredients and well, what can you make faster than sandwiches? Nothing really, except maybe those 60 second microwavable store bought things.

We mostly ate in silence, until I finally decided to try and make conversation.

"So...you lived in the city up until now?" I asked.

"Oh yeah. I'm a true blue city boy." I snickered at the name he dubbed himself as.

"Is that so, City Boy?"

"Yup." He made a popping sound with his mouth on the P. I giggled.

"Well, I better head back to the Inn. Thanks for the food."

"Okay. Thanks so much for the help today. I'm pretty sure I can manage the wood, so I won't torture you anymore." I frowned slightly at the last part, but ignored it. Why did I care if Jack didn't need my help?

"Bye." I said, leaving for the door. "See you around."

"Bye, Ann."

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