I do not own Harvest Moon.

"Hey, I remember you!"

I freeze at the voice coming from behind me. Not that idiot again. I turn around, and I can feel my face contort into an angry expression.

"Get off of my land, you ditz," I snarl, holding up my hoe threateningly. He doesn't seem to notice.

"Is this your farm? That's great! I'm starting up a farm here too!" Tacky blue hat boy says with stupid grin. I almost laugh. Him, running a farm? Yeah right.

"Good luck with that, blue boy!" I say mockingly, swinging my hoe onto my shoulder. He really is an idiot.