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Snowbird18: Thank you very much for reviewing! Actually, I should probably change the rating to T now, seeing as I was planning on doing that later in the story anyway, haha. I'll go do that. I hope you continue to read my 'fic :D

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Molly woke abruptly to the shrill ringing of the alarm clock. She groaned before sleepily burying her face into the pillow and closing her eyes again. She had gotten little sleep last night and it had certainly taken its toll. By the time she finally mustered up the energy to turn off the clock and lazily climb out of bed, she was already exhausted. She imagined there would be profuse dark circles under her eyes, and she was right- she looked a mess.

She violently attacked her hair with a hair brush in an attempt to look decent before dressing herself and all the other morning jobs. To her disappointment, the improvement was subtle. Well, she'd survive. If she didn't feed her animals soon, however, they might not. After frowning in a mirror for a long five minutes in disapproval Molly finally dragged herself outside to tend to her three chickens, one sheep and two cows. Creativity wasn't one of her strong points, so unique names on her farm were a rarity; the best one she could come up with was Pudding, which she gave to her poor sheep.

The animals seemed to be in a particularly bad mood today she noticed as she swept into the barn, eyeing them in concern. Pudding's eyes were glued to the floor and Cocoa and Coffee- her two brown cows- had notably less energy. Well, in reality it was like this every day, but she more often than not failed to notice. After literally tossing fodder at them lazily, a great portion of it landing on Cocoa's head, she proceeded to herd them out onto the field.

Molly's reputation when it came to animals seemed to be stained with a long history of cows and sheep who met an early end. She had no idea what she was doing wrong; she read books over and over on animal care and followed- or at least tried to follow- the instructions in a manner she hoped was flawlessly. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that she seemed to forget that riding your livestock in the middle of a thunderstorm usually led to sickness, and when presented with a sick animal, the most sensible action is to give it medicine.

Next, it was time to harvest the cherry trees. She figured that they produced enough fruit for a fair amount of money so she usually didn't bother with other crops in summer, like she was doing now. If she was ever running low on gold she could just go mining or something; it wasn't that big a deal. In her eyes, as long as she had food, she was happy. Food and clothing. After tossing the load into the shipping box while whistling the tune to 'Mary had a little lamb' happily, she set out for town again. Her thoughts were already occupied with the rude man she'd encountered the night before. What was his name again? She wondered to herself as she walked through town. Her thoughts were interrupted by the calls of a familiar, female voice. She spun around quickly to see an excited, breathless Selena charging towards her at rapid speed.

Molly had never gotten along exactly well with the woman, but she seemed bubbly enough today, with a wide grin spread across her face. "Molly! Do you know where Kathy is?" She panted, coming to a stop having finally reached the staring girl. Kathy and Selena had become best friends a while back; Kathy liked her dance moves so Selena automatically liked her, although it took a little while for her to warm up.

Molly shook her head in reply, wondering why she was in such a frenzy.

"You sure? I have something important to tell her!" Selena asked again in distrust as if the girl was lying. Molly shot her a short glare before shaking her head again, faster this time.

"I told you, no. Have you checked the brass bar? What're you excited about anyway?" Molly asked, letting curiosity get the best of her. Selena just replied with a snappy,
"None of your business." Before taking off again, almost tripping over numerous times. Molly stared after her with an eyebrows raised before Chase appeared beside her, breathing heavily.

"Sorry…About that." He apologized in between breaths, wiping a bead of sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. His strawberry blonde hair was damp with his fatigue. Despite obvious exhaustion, he also seemed to be grinning "She's excited. I told her to calm down, what if she fell and-"

"What's she so excited about?" Molly asked before he could finish his sentence, eyebrows raised in question. Chase stared at her for a second before saying,

"What? She didn't tell you? We're going to have a baby!" He announced proudly, his grin growing even wider. Molly just stared at him open mouthed for a few seconds before exploding into a frenzy of congratulations, shaking his hand frantically and babbling on about how nice it was. Chase just chuckled before taking a step backwards,

"Haha thanks. I gotta run before she gets herself into trouble." He said before taking off after his wife. Molly smiled until he was out of sight before frowning. She was probably never going to have any children. The thought of nobody there to continue the family always made her feel crestfallen. If she had no child and then died, then how would anyone remember her after that? Plus, she wouldn't be able to give the child a cool name!

She stood there for a few minutes daydreaming before she remembered something again. She should get that rude guy from before to apologize! He left so abruptly without even saying goodbye. She prepared a long lecture for him in her mind as she climbed the stairs to his house. If he's gonna be rude, then why should I be polite? She thought to herself with a pout before loudly hammering on the door yelling "Let me in! Let me in!" repeatedly. No reply. She glared at the door for a second in defeat before regaining her energy in a flash and proceeding to almost knock the door off its hinges.

After a long duration of time knocking on the door, she finally gave up, completely out of breath. Then she had an idea. He came over to her when she passed out, right? So maybe…If I pretend to pass out, he should come out! She thought to herself with a determined nod. Genius, Molly! She stood there stock still in silence for a few moments before performing what could easily be called the worse passing out act ever. She just stood there in silence before suddenly pretending to choke and falling flat on her face with a series of overly dramatic sound effects. Then, the door opened. She stared up at him with a mixture between joy and triumph at the fact that he'd actually fell for it! Okay Molly, now's your chance…He's worried, so you just dash into the house and then lecture him! It's easy peasy! Okay, I'm goi-

"Could you…Please keep…it down?" The wizard told her before shutting the door again and leaving her lying on the floor open mouthed. She gawped at the closed door for multiple minutes without getting up. She would have stared at it for hours more if Candace hadn't found her and asked her what was wrong. Molly immediately sprang into action and returned to being her usual bubbly self again and proceeding to dance off like a child. She was going to get him to open that door, if it was the last thing she did!

A/N is it just me or did the quality of that drop? :/…I'll do a better job next chapter. TTFN!