Once again, I do not own Harvest Moon or any of it's plots. I just own the game for my Wii, that is all. Oh, and I am using the Harvest Moon time system, as in four seasons, with thirty days. Oh, and I think this chapter is kind of short, sorry.

.:::Chapter Three: Just Making It:::.

Two Weeks Later: Spring Day 15, Sunday

Rhian opened her eyes and then rolled over. It was morning, once again. She did not feel like getting up and getting to work, but she had to, as she had to every day. She had been on Waffle Island for about two weeks now, and she wasn't enjoying it, not really. She had made no really close friends, though she did talk to Renee and Maya sometimes. She had got all of her crops planted, and had even harvested them once. Now she had more money, which was good, but she was tired, and lonely. Maybe Gill was right. Maybe she wasn't going to make it. She was making at the time, but barely.

She sighed, and rolled her eyes before she pushed herself out of bed, and then stretched. Her back was achy, but she was okay. She walked over to the refridgerator, and grabbed a couple of eggs out. She cracked them open, and dropped them over in the frying pan, and began to cook.

Over the last two weeks, she had made a lot of improvements to Cherub Ranch. Most of the grass in the pasture had been made into fodder for the barn animals, and most of the weeds, trees, and rocks were gone from the fields. She had some animals now. Renee had gave her an adult female cow as a gift, who's name was now Moodie. Renee had also gave her a duck egg and a chicken egg to place in the incubator that was in the coop, and she now had a female chicken and a female duck, named Arya, and Gammie. She'd also purchased a male chicken herself, who's name was Morry. She'd purchased a goat, whose name was Nan. She'd also taken in a small stray dog, who was still a puppy, and who was orange and white with floppy ears, and who was a male named Nim. That was all the animals she had, but she was currently saving up for a male duck, a horse, and a sheep.

Rhian was now done cooking, and she sat down on her bed, and began to eat scrambled eggs. She was also saving up for a double bed, and a table. She currently had 6000g with her, and she would have more by the end of the week, when she shipped off her animal products. She shipped her eggs, and milk off once a week.

Rhian finished eating, and washed it down with some strawberry milk that she'd made herself, and then washed her plate and cup and put them away. It was now 6:30am and it was time to get dressed, and get to work. She slipped into black leather shorts, a white tank top, and a dark red shirt, and then put her boots on, and threw her rucksack over her shoulder, and then left the house.

She first walked over to the crop field, and pulled some weeds that had grew overnight. She then watered the crops. After that, she walked over to the chicken coop, and fed the poultry and got the eggs. She smiled at Arya, who clucked and then jumped up at her. Arya was the friendliest of the poultry. Gammie was nice, but she didn't come up to people or anything. Morry had attacked her a few times, but he had his moments where he'd let Rhian pet him. Rhian crouched down, and petted Arya, and said, "Are you doing okay today?" The hen tilted her head, as if trying to comprehend her owner. Rhian chuckled, and then stood up. It was time to go feed the barn animals.

Rhian walked outside, and jumped when she heard a dog barking. She looked towards the house to see Nim staring at her through the window. Rhian laughed, and heard the dog yip again. She walked over to the house, and opened the door, and the dog ran out. "I forgot to let you out, didn't I?" Rhian grinned, and crouched. The puppy jumped into her arms, and licked her in the face. Rhian giggled. Nim jumped out of her arms, and then proceeded to investigate the land, as he did often. Rhian thought back for a minute, and remembered seeing food still in Nim's bowl, and then walked over to the barn, and entered.

The first thing she heard was a loud "Moo!!!" followed by Nan's, "Mehh!!!" Rhian sighed, and went over to the fodder ben, and pulled out two stacks of fodder, placing one in each of the animal's bowls. They both began to eat. Rhian pulled her milker out of her rucksack, and milked both of the animals. She sat the containers of milk on the ground, while she proceeded to brush both of the animals. After that, she smiled, satisfyed, and then took the milk to the storage room. She stored the eggs and milk, and then left the room.

Now it was time to go fishing, which was something that she hadn't did in awhile. She pulled out her fishing pole, and followed the path from her farm all the way down to Cream Beach. She cast her line, and began to wait.

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It was about 6:00pm and the sun was starting to set when Rhian decided that she was getting too tired to fish, and that it was time to head home. She was about to reel in when she got another bite. The bite was a big fish, by the feel of it, because Rhian had a lot of trouble reeling it in. She pulled, and nearly got jerked into the water, but eventually managed to reel the fish in. It was an oversized Eel. Rhian put this fish in the container that was beside her, which was filled with water, and some other fish. She wiped sweat from her forehead, and then swayed.

"Erk, I don't feel so well," she mumbled under her breath. She felt really sick, and her head was starting to spin. "Maybe I used to much energy?" she asked herself. Now that she actually payed attention to it, she realized that her arms, shoulders, and back were really sore. She had taken a break and ate, once, and she'd planned to eat again when she got home, so it wasn't hunger that was making her sick. Maybe she was so determined to make it, and show everyone that she would make it, that she didn't pay attention to how much energy she was using. That might be it. She didn't really know.

"Oh, well. I think I can make it home," she mumbled. She grabbed the handle on the container of fish and began to walk back to her house. She had made it to the Maple Lake District, when she felt the same wave a dizziness again. This time it was worse. "Oww...." she sat the container of fish down, and then sat down, just off the path, under a tree. She sat for a few minutes, and then got up. She took a few steps, and was about to grab the container, when her head spun, and everything became blurry. "Ugh..." she groaned, before everything went black.

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Rhian woke up staring at the white ceiling of the Merigue Clinic. "Ow..." her head was pounding.

"She's awake, Jin," Rhian heard Gill's voice, and she arched a brow. Why the heck was Gill in the clinic with her? Why the heck was she in the clinic in the first place?

She looked around, and saw Gill sitting in a chair, near the wall, and she saw Jin walking towards her. "What- what happened?" She asked Jin. She then looked at Gill. "And why are you here?" She asked, in a bitter tone.

"You shouldn't be so mad at me. You passed out in the middle of the road. I was on my way home from the church, and I happened to find you, and I took you to the clinic," Gill seemed triumphant, and he had so much arrogance in his voice, that Rhian clinched her teeth.

"It's true. You passed out from fatigue, and Gill took you here... You really need to stop being so careless, you know," Jin said, sitting down in the chair right next to the bed.

Rhian sat up. "I passed out? That's not good," she mumbled. "Where are my fish? I had fish with me didn't I?" she looked around.

"They're probably where you left them. I couldn't carry the fish and you," Gill said.

"But that was my work for the day... I need those fish to ship them," Rhian groaned. She was about to get off the bed, when Jin shook his head.

"Rhian, you need to go straight home, and rest. Please try to take better care of yourself," he said.

"I know. I know..." Rhian hated doctors. It was always the same thing over and over again.

"You know, you're trying way too hard?" Gill said, smirking.

"What the heck is that supposed to mean?" Rhian snapped.

"You work nonstop. You rarely socialize with people... You're not going to make it like that, you know," Gill continued to smirk.

Rhian snorted. "I'm just fine, I have you know," she said.

"You don't look fine to me. You're sitting in the clinic with a color drained face, and a big bruise on your forehead... You're overdoing it, and it's pointless," Gill said.

Rhian frowned and touched her forehead. It was swollen and sore. "So? I've got a lot done with Cherub Ranch. Soon, I'm going to even have some things remodeled, as quick as a get a couple of more animals," Rhian was not going to lose this argument.

"Hmph. And how many friends do you have? And how happy are you on a scale from one to ten?" Gill asked.

Rhian frowned. Tears of frustration filled her dark eyes, and she stood up, and glared at Gill through tear filled eyes. "Listen, all you are is a little jerk who thinks he's all that because he's the mayor's son!!! I demand that you stop hastling me, and just leave me alone!!!" her voice was high pitched and cracking.

Gill frowned. He opened his mouth to say something, but Rhian wasn't going to hear it. She turned on her heel, and left the clinic.

She inhaled deeply when she was outside, and began the walk home. Hopefully her fish were still in the Maple Lake District. She didn't care either way though. She just wanted to get away from Gill. Sure, he'd helped her by taking her to the clinic, but he was still an arrogant jerk.

Before she even got out of Waffle Town, she heard someone running behind her. She stopped, and growled at whose voice she heard.

"Hey, you left your rucksack at the clinic," Gill said, stopping next to her.

Rhian turned and grabbed the rucksack from him, and put it on her shoulder.

"It's heavy... You carry bricks in it or something?" He asked, smiling a half-smile.

"So you're being nice now:" Rhian mumbled, wiping tears from her face.

"Didn't mean to make you cry. I guess I'm trying to help but just bothering you," Gill frowned.

Rhian rolled her eyes. "You're not trying to help, you're just making my life miserable," she said flatly.

"I'm really not... I guess I didn't see you making in and don't want to admit that I'm wrong."

Rhian grunted. "I'm not making it. I'm not happy. And there are days that I don't even want to get out of bed," she mumbled. She then glared at him, tears filling her eyes again. "There, you should be happy that you won. I can't go home now, my mom won't let me. I'm here now, and I'll eventually make it," she sighed.

"I didn't want to win that argument, not really. I'm not glad that you're not making it on the island," Gill sighed. "You're right though, you'll get used to it," he said.

Rhian didn't really know what to say. Gill's sudden change in attitude was confusing. He was being nice, kind of, and it made Rhian feel a little bit better. "Thanks, for taking me to the clinic, and thanks for bringing me my rucksack," she mumbled.

Gill smiled. "You're welcome. I'll see you around," he waved, and then walked off.

Rhian sighed, and began her walk back home. Her fish were there, but they'd been hidden behind the tree that she had been sitting under. There was a note attached. She grabbed it, and read it.

"I hid the fish for you so that no one else would find them, and take them. I figured it would make you really mad if you lost them." -Gill

Rhian smiled. Gill wasn't as mean as she thought he was. He was just weird, or something. She tucked the note into her rucksack, and then grabbed the fish. She carried them back to her farm, where she stored them in the storage house.

She walked into her house, threw the note from Gill away, and then laid down on her bed. Nim jumped up beside her, and curled up. She then fell asleep instantly.