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You all are just great. WELL I made this part waaaaaay too long so might I start the story now? Yes? ~Okay~
~~~~*Molly's POV*~~~~
"This area is simply lovely..." I sighed as I surveyed the watermill while standing on the bridge in Flute Fields. You could see the beautiful field of crop flowers spreading for miles. A luscious forest scenery was set just beyond the bridge.
"Peaceful, elegant, yet down to earth and hard-working. Natural beauty and an atmosphere to relax the nerves. Inspiration truly lingers here."
"Hello there." A soft voice came from below the bridge. I looked below and noticed a little grounded area right next to the watermill's bottom. A man with light blue hair and fox like eyes seemed to look up at me.
"Why, hello." I replied from my spot on the bridge.
"I haven't seen you around here before. Are you a new resident?" He asked.
"Yes, I am a new resident. I'll be running the farm over in that direction. It will only be for certain things though. I'm a designer you see."
"Interesting. A designer. I do admire your passion. I heard you talking just a moment ago. Though you've come to a very strange place for that." He smiled at me and I returned it with a small smile of my own.
"No, I think I've picked the perfect place." I replied.
"Do you like to fish?" He asked me.
"I like to eat fish. I've never tried to fish before. There is a fishing rod in my tool box though." I was trying my hardest to drop my proper tongue.
"There are many fishing spots around here. The sight of the water is beautiful and the scales of a fish seem to glimmer beautifully in the light of the sunset. Try it sometime, it might just inspire you."
"I'll definitely try it out Mr..."
"Ryoshi. Toby Ryoshi. But Mr. Toby is fine too." He responded with a smirk.
"It's nice to meet you Mr. Toby."
"Likewise Ms..."
"Progettare. Molly Progettare. But you can call Ms. Molly." We chuckled at each other.
"See you around then, Ms. Molly."
"I'm sure you will, Mr. Toby." I continued my walk into Flute Fields.
I saw the top of a huge windmill standing proudly behind the other side of tall hill. I continued into the area of what was marked on my map as a big pumpkin and saw an older man walking towards a gate.
"Hello!" I called out to him and picked up the pace. He turned to me with a sour face.
"If you have any questions go ask Ruth." He said before he gave me a once over.
"Hold on, who are you?" He grunted.
"I'm Molly Progettare. I'm a designer taking on the farm that was just up the road."
"A designer?" He scoffed.
"Since when does a designer take on the duties of a farmer?"
"I'm capable of doing anything I put my mind to! I'll only be needing certain crops, mostly flowers and herbs, but a few fruits and vegetables as well."
"Look here scrawny. Not anyone can take over a farm. I don't care how determined you are. You have to show me your worth."
"Great, another downer. Let's do this then!"
"You're gonna regret those words." He grunted tossing me a hoe much like the one that was in my tool box.
"Summer just started and I need to till the land for the new crops. I take one half of the field and you take the other half. We're doing 50x10 tilled soil and 50x3 spacing before moving on. Show me what ya got!"
"Fine then! Bring it on old man!"
"Old man huh? Let's see how you think about me after this!" And with that we sprinted towards the fields.
x*X*x
The old man (whose name I found out to be Craig) and I lay on our backs, panting heavily in a Summer flower field.
"Take. . .that. . .old. . .man!" I breathed out.
"You're. . .still. . .a. . .scrawny. . .designer!" He coughed.
"I finished. . .first!" I argued.
"A fluke!" He spat and sat up. I calmed my breathing down and sat up as well.
"Next we-" A watering can suddenly hit Craig in the head cutting him off.
"CRAAAAAAAAAAIG!" A woman's voice called out.
"Darn it Ruth! Can't you see I'm in the middle of something!"
"Do your own work Craig and stop making this girl help you! I need you to get on planting the crops NOW!"
Craig mumbled as he headed toward a stack of bags which I assumed could only be seeds.
"Hello. I'm Ruth, Craig's wife." The woman said firmly to me as I stood up and dusted myself off.
"Molly Progettare, beginner farmer and future designer. It's a pleasure." I smiled.
"A designer?" She looked behind me.
"You did a pretty fine job at tilling the fields to just be a designer."
"I can do anything once I set my mind to it." I said proudly.
"I see that. Thanks for helping out my lazy husband, he won't admit it but he seems impressed with you. I'll start you out with seeds of your choice for your help." Ruth laughed.
"R-really? That would be so incredibly wonderful! Thank you!" I clapped my hands together in a fit of glee.
"Come inside. My daughter, Anissa is preparing some drinks for you as we speak. We noticed you out the window and she thought it would be a good idea."
"Thank you I-" I finally noticed the woman in her entirety. She had short brown hair and pale blue eyes. She had little to no wrinkles and although she was frowning earlier she wore a serene smile now. I clapped my hands together while leaning forward and she looked shocked.
"I'm so sorry. But you are very pretty! You're very elegant and seem like a young yet mature older woman!" She stared on at me and smile small.
"If you think I'm pretty then you will be blown away by my daughter."
"Oh yes yes. Let's go meet her! I must learn her style." I said in my proper voice.
Ruth lead me back into the store which was called Marimba Farm. I looked around in awe at the many types of produce being displayed in the store front and I was immediately met with a blue pair of eyes and blond hair with goggles.
"Taylor. This is Molly, she's the new farmer here and also a designer." Ruth said.
"Molly, this is my youngest, Taylor."
"It's nice to meet you." I told the small boy.
"A designer and a farmer? Why not just a farmer?" He inquired.
"Because it's been my dream to start my own fashion label. I've wanted to be a designer for a very long time." I explained to him.
"Wow, that's a dream alright if you moved here..." He mumbled.
"Taylor, don't be rude!" A girl's voice came from the other side of the building which seemed to be the kitchen.
"After all, she must have a very good reason to be here." The voice's owner stepped from the kitchen with a tray of drinks in her hands.
"Hello there, I'm Anissa Planter. It's a pleasure to meet you." The young woman said.
"I'm Molly Prottegare it's nice to-" I stopped and stared at her for a second.
Not a moment to soon I took her hands in mine.
"Excuse me for saying this Ms. Planter. But you are absolutely gorgeous! You're long silky brown hair and your soft magenta eyes give you a very mature and elegant look. At the same time you seem so very strong willed!"
"Please, call me Anissa and thank you very much. To be praised with such high regards...I'm speechless Ms. Progettare."
"Please, call me Molly!" We smiled at each other. What a wonderful person.
"I made drinks for everyone including you. It's Blueberry Juice."
"Thanks." I took the glass and drank the sweet liquid in one gulp.
"All that work in the fields makes you really thirsty." I sighed happily.
"Well let's get you your seeds now." Ruth said and I followed her to the counter.
"I'd like the most popular Summer flower seeds that you have and some Tomato and Honeydew seeds. If that's not too much."
"No, not at all. Here you go." Ruth handed me ten bags of Sunflower Seeds and 6 bags each of Tomato and Honeydew seeds.
"Thank you so much."
"Thank you for the help. You've instilled new energy in Craig so he'll be working pretty hard for the rest of the season."
"I was happy to help."
"I'll walk you out." Anissa said and I happily complied.
We stepped out onto the patio and I stared at the newly tilled fields that Craig was spreading seeds upon with much gusto.
"The fields look so pretty like that. The darker soil of tilled land contrasting with the lighter untouched land. It almost looks like a crochet pattern...wait!" I turned enthusiastically to Anissa and she looked at me amused.
"What is it Molly."
"Anissa! How would you like to be the very first girl on the island to model my fashion inspired by Marimba Farm!" I was bouncing on the balls of my feet.
"Me? Are you sure?"
"YES! You are the perfect fit for the style I just envisioned! I would be honored to have you be the first to model my first L.A.Y.O.R Castanet Fashion!"
"I'd love to Molly!"
"Alright! I just need you're sizes now. Do you know them?"
Anissa nodded and I pulled out my little notebook I kept just for moments like these. She gave me her sizes and I waved goodbye as I started up to hill to the place marked with a huge milk jug. As I reached the top where the entrance to the forest was over to my left I saw a sign that read.
Fugue Forest ((-
Horn Ranch
Moon Hill -))
'To Horn Ranch then.' I thought and walked down the slanting slope just in time to see a girl about my age with short, chestnut brown hair walk out of the animal barn. She turned to see me as I approached her and I noticed her brown eyes. She had the whole plain and pretty look going for her. I respected that, kind of made me wish that I was more conservative.
"You must be the new resident my mother was talking about!" She said excitedly. I looked at her shocked.
"People are already talking about me?" I asked and she giggled.
"Well actually, the Mayor called my mother, Hanna, to alert her that if she saw you to try and help you out. He said that it was in your best interest to get to know us very well because you're mainly going to take care of animals."
"Yes. Like silkworms and sheep. Maybe a regular produce animal here and there too. It would make it easier for me to have food supplies not that far away and they would make good company. Animals are very honest."
She smiled.
"I'm glad you think that way. So what makes you want to raise silkworms and sheep especially?"
"I'm going to be a designer and they produce materials you see. I hope that doesn't sound too insensitive. I'd love to raise animals the best way possible, they need love, care, and plenty of food to eat I'm sure."
"Don't worry about it. You seem like a good person. But know that animals require much attention but once you get the hang of it, you'll be flying through farm chores like it was nothing!"
"That's great. I have a good amount of savings for getting me completely started up here. I'm sure it'll be enough for an animal and some fodder."
"Actually. My father Cain wanted to talk to you about that. He's in the barn, I'll take you there."
"Thank you ummm..."
"Renee Barnsworth." She shook my hand.
"Molly Prottegare." I shook hers firmly back and I noticed her angelic smile.
"I must design something for you to wear." I squealed causing Renee to laugh. She may look pretty by just being plain, but I just had to put her in something. Of course, after I designed something for Anissa.
I glanced around Horn Ranch and saw many things of interest but one thing that caught my eye for sure was the rolling hay bales out in the vast fields where their livestock roamed.
"Beautiful and lively yet peaceful and homely." I muttered as we entered the barn.
"Renee! I see you've brought our new resident along with you!" A man's voice called, startling me out of my daze.
"H-hello sir. My name is Molly Prottegare. You must Cain, Renee's father." I shook his hand.
"I am proud to say that I am. It's nice to meet you Molly."
Cain smiled and lead me towards the back of the barn where lay three sleeping calves in different colors. One was black and white, one was a light brown, and the other was pitch black.
"They're all so adorable..." I whispered.
Just then, the light brown one opened it's eyes slowly and toddled over to me. It's eye shone with such a light that I could feel my heart melt.
My silent response was to pat the calf lightly on the head and she bowed her head to let me do so.
"Instant connection." Renee smiled.
"So what will you call her? Cocoa? Brownie? Millie?"
"How about...Malon?"
"That's a good name. Hello there, Malon." Renee cooed to my new calf.
"Here's the brush and I'll help you carry the fodder up to your farm." Cain said.
"Cain. Do you know where I put the chicken fee-OH! It's the new resident." A plump woman with blond hair entered the barn.
"Mom, this is Molly. Molly, this is my mother Hanna." I greeted the woman who gave me a warm smile in return.
"Nice to meet you Molly. Now about that chicken feed..."
"Let me go get it for you. Renee, could you help Molly back to her farm?" Cain said.
"Of course. Let me go load the wagon up with the fodder."
It wasn't long before Renee and I were on our way across the bridge leading away from Flute Fields. I glanced over and noticed that Toby was gone.
"Oh, looks like Toby went somewhere else to fish." I murmured.
"D-d-did you just say T-T-Toby?" I turned to Renee to see her blushing like crazy and I gasped.
"You like Toby?"
"Oh this is so embarrassing...yes I do. I've liked him ever since we first met. We both love to fish in the same fishing spots so we see one another very often. But I'm afraid to tell him how I feel and when I finally work up the courage well...you see...he's always falling asleep before I can even tell him." Renee pouted as we rounded our way past the beach.
"Just tell him the next time you guys go fishing! A fishing date! That sounds fun, right?" I told her.
"I-I don't know...oh this is so strange of me. I've only just met you and already you know who I like!" Renee put her hands in her face.
"Hey, your secret is super safe with me! I won't tell a soul!" I smiled at her and she thanked me profusely. When we finally got to my farm, Renee showed me how to care for Malon and how much fodder to give her and explained to me she'll be able to give milk in about two weeks or so.
"Thanks for your help Renee, I'm off to meet the rest of the island now. You want to tag along?" Renee shook her head.
"No, I'm afraid that I have to get back to work. Animals don't take care of themselves you know."
"Believe me, I know that now." We laughed and said our goodbyes.
"Alright then, Garmon Mines District is next!" I said with no vigor. Nothing was going to bring down my mood!
I hiked up the trail to Garmon Mines and when I reached the top, my breath caught in my throat.
"Oh. My. Goddess..." I murmured hazily.
A majestic waterfall flowed into a slow current stream that ran it's way underneath the rickety bridge and dropped into another smaller waterfall. The base of the mountain was in this district and I could only halfway up the mountain from this close because it was so huge. Shops were located all around the mountains base, an entrance to a forest was located between two said shops.
"Bold and beautiful mixing with strong and majestic. Breathtakingly gorgeous!"
"HEY! NEW GIRL!" An over zealous voice called out to supposedly me.
I focused my gaze to one of the store fronts in front of me to see a dark blue haired man with golden eyes making his way towards me as I stepped off the bridge.
"You're the new resident of the farm just down the mountain aren't you? I heard about you from Toby! My name's Luke Chopper by the way. I'm the star apprentice at the Carpenter's along with the other apprentice Bo Wooddock. It's also owned by my Pops."
"Molly Prottegare. Nice to meet you." I surveyed Luke for a second, taking in his character. He was about my age, give or take a year, and he seemed like the type to be overly energetic. I spotted his bandanna and how he wore his boots.
"I'm a designer for girls but...I really like your outfit. It's pretty cool, it screams extreme I guess you could say." I must have hit a gold mine because Luke's eyes went wide.
"Aw man! You really do know your stuff about fashion! When Toby told me you wanted to be a designer I thought, 'only a true designer could appreciate my extreme style.' and you totally nailed it!"
I looked at him for a second with wide eyes and imagined his toothy grin being a wolf's snout and I saw him as a little wolf puppy. I started to laugh.
"What's so funny?" He asked with a big grin.
"Nothing. You're just like a really energetic wolf pup. That image just made me laugh." I couldn't stop laughing.
"A wolf? That's awesome!" He grabbed my hand suddenly.
"H-hey. Where are we going?" I asked.
"I'm gonna introduce you to my family I guess you can say."
"So soon? But we've only just met." We laughed at my joke as Luke busted through the Carpentry's doors.
"Yo Pops! Bo! I have the new resident here with me!" Luke yelled through the building.
A man with blue hair just like Luke's stood behind the store counter and looked at me. A sandy blond came out of one of the rooms to greet me as well.
"Hello there Miss. I'm Dale, welcome to the island. When you need any work done on things like buildings just come to us with the right amount of materials and we'll get it done for you."
"Will do. I'm Molly Progettare."
"She's here to be a farmer and a designer." Luke chimed in. The younger boy looked at me quizzically.
"Really? Then you must be the girl that Julius got into a fight with down at the docks!"
Julius..." I muttered darkly.
"Heh heh heh...Shaddup Bo!" Luke warned him.
"I absolutely hate that infuriating person!" I yelled. They all stared at me momentarily.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make a bad first impression. But you see, that person just really irks me. So I'm not going to even say that name of 'that person'. I hope you don't mind." I glanced down at my watch and my eyes widened.
"Please excuse me! It's so late and I haven't even met everyone in town yet! I'll be seeing you!" I called as I rushed out the door and to the General Store.
"Hello!" I called out to the two women in the store. One was older than the other and had light green hair and the other was about my age with darker green hair and glasses on.
"My name is Molly Progettare! I'm the new farmer but I'm also here to be a designer and I really hope to get to know you better!"
". . ."
"I'm sorry I'm in a really big rush!" I said quickly as I stared at their confused faces.
"Oooooooooh." They said simultaneously.
"Yes. So this is the General Store, right?"
"Yes it is. I'm Barbara Builder and over here is my daughter Phoebe. My husband, Simon, works at the photography shop in town but this is where we live."
"It's nice to meet you. I love your glasses by the way Phoebe. Very chic!"
"T-thank you!" She called out of confusion as I bolted out their door.
I sprinted and was about to run onto a porch step when I suddenly ran into something really hard and fell on my butt.
"O-owwww." I groaned, rubbing my backside.
"Hey, are you okay!" A masculine voice called from above me. I looked up to see a very muscular guy with spiky reddish brown hair and a muscle shirt with some baggy working pants on.
"I'm good." He helped me up and I couldn't help but notice how strong his grip was.
"Wow, you're strong." I said.
"I get that a lot. You're the new farmer/designer right?"
"Wow, people are knowing more and more about me as I go along." I laughed.
"I only know that because Gill was up here looking for you."
"Who?"
"Blond guy, blue eyes, wearing a sweater vest, about this tall." I vaguely remembered the image of a man who I sped past after my little dispute with Julius.
"Oh, haha. I should probably go apologize to him for running off like that." I surveyed the man in front of me once again.
"If I combined yours and Luke's fashion I could probably make a really cool outfit for girls. Like one of those tomboy lines. I could call it the boyfriend collection, hmmmm..."
"Hahaha. Is your mind still with me?" He asked.
"O-oh, sorry! I'm finding a lot of inspiration around here!"
"That's good to hear. I'm Owen Moore by the way. I live with my grandfather Ramsey and my kid cousin, Chloe. I work by gathering things for my grandfather in the mines so he can upgrade tools. Were a blacksmith family."
"Oh wow. Blacksmiths! Powerful and fierce yet detailed and refined!"
"You really do find inspiration out of everything..." Owen chuckled.
"Sorry. My name is Molly Progettare by the way." I glanced up at the building to my right and at the sign that read Accessory Shop. It seemed deserted.
"I was going to go introduce myself to these people. But they don't seem to be in."
"Ah well, about that. The owner died last year and his wife is now a widow."
"Oh no! How awful." I felt so bad for her.
"Yeah, her name is Mira Jules. She was the only other person in town who could refine wonderfuls and ores. Now no one can. It's a shame because the jewels from our mines were one of our largest exports but Mira doesn't come to work anymore. I'm not sure where the heck she would be right now though."
"That's just too bad. Maybe...maybe if someone talks to her..."
"No one knows what to say! She lost the only person she ever loved. There's nothing really left to say."
"Yes, there is!" I argued causing Owen to jump.
"You can always comfort! At least then the person knows that you care! If you leave them alone then they'll just feel...abandoned...it was nice meeting you Owen, I'll see you around!" I dashed off towards Harmonica Town.
I was in a rush to find Ms. Mira now. Nearing Simon's Photos, I sprung through the doors scaring a green haired man.
"Oh, excuse me! I'm the new resident Molly. You must be Simon, I met your wife and daughter at the General Store. I'm sorry but I don't have much time to talk. I think you probably already no a bit about me soooo...I'll be seeing you!" I dashed out of there and into Town Hall. I ran right into Gill.
"Ms. Progettare!" Gill said surprised, grabbing me by the shoulders so I wouldn't fall.
"Call me Molly. That's fine with me. I'm sorry about earlier. I'll try not to let 'that person' irk me so much next time. I'm sorry but I'm pressed for time! I'll come back to see you after I'm done to discuss things. Goodbye!" I hopped out of Gill's arms and sped past a small rotund older man who I remember a picture of in the brochure of the island. Must have been Mayor Hamilton.
I then sped into the Choral Clinic and found myself looking at an old woman with a strict air about her and a man with glasses and jet black hair who must have been the doctor."
"Please excuse me, I'm just looking for someone!" I panted hard and almost fell down from exhaustion.
"Miss!" The old woman called out to me before I pulled myself back up.
"I-I'm fine." I then slid to the floor with a sigh.
"Or maybe not..." The man pulled me up and sat me in a chair.
"You're the new resident right?" He asked me.
"Yes. I'm Molly Progettare. I'm sorry but I have no time-"
"If you so much as move from that seat then I'll strap you down in a single room and make you stay here for three hours."
I sunk back into the chair slowly, I didn't have that kind of time.
"I'm really fine though. I was just running around a lot." I huffed. The man gave me a reprimanding look.
"You're the new resident you say?" He began talking.
"Yes. I'm here-"
"To be a designer. Yes we know. Word spreads fast here." He smiled.
"I've found out that much..." I mumbled.
"You shouldn't push yourself so hard. Take a moment to rest." The old woman scolded me.
"Yes m'am."
"Call me Irene Remdy, the young man in front of you is my grandson Jin Iyasu. He's also the doctor of this town."
"Oh! I'm sorry, you aren't with a patient now, are you?"
"Thankfully I'm not. But please be more careful Molly. It would be bad if you passed out before you even spent one whole day here."
"I will. But I really need to go now. I have to find Ms. Mira!"
"Ms. Mira?" Irene questioned.
"Yes! Good-bye!" I flew out the doors to the clinic and into the Ocarina Inn right beside it and proceeded to meet the Serville family who ran the Inn which consisted of Jake, Colleen, Yolanda, and Maya.
I ran to the Fishery and ran into Toby who introduced me to his Uncle Ozzie and cousin Paolo and I ran back into Captain Pascal again. After greeting them I ran towards the Brass Bar where I met Hayden Tender and Kathy, his daughter who I complimented on her western style along with Chase Cooke and Selena Shimmie whom I have the urge to make an outfit for. My last stop in town was Sonata Tailoring and I rushed through the doors faster than anything you've ever seen.
"Please tell me...that she's...in here..." I panted.
"You're the girl who came to be a fashion designer, Molly Progettare, right?" A girl's voice called out to me. I looked up into blue eyes and spotted pink hair decorated with flowers. A frilly yellow dress completed the look.
"I'm Luna Weaver. My grandma Shelly and my sister Candace run the shop here. I was looking forward to meeting you! You know, just to see if you had any fashion sense." I stared at the pinkette before taking her full form in.
"Luna was it?" I asked her calmer.
"Yes? What?"
"You're so cute! I'm not a dress person but you pull it off so well. It's sunny and cute and it also shows some sass to it! Cute and playful but you mean business at the same time! What a magnificent blend of style!"
"Molly..." Luna looked straight into my eyes.
"Yes?" She clasped my hands in hers.
"You are a style goddess! Your sense of fashion is so acute! I'd be honored to call you my friend!" Luna chirped and I felt myself smiling like crazy.
Oh my Goddess! We must make fashion together then!" I squealed in my proper voice and Luna nodded.
"Candace, I'm looking for that suit that you got in not too long ago can you go get it for me?" A very familiar voice stopped me in my fit of glee and I looked up to see the eyes belonging to the person named Julius staring at me in shock.
"YOU!" We both pointed at each other in disgust.
"What are you doing here?" Julius demanded.
"She can be here if she wants, Julius!" Luna snapped.
"I guess she finally realized that the clothing she packed was a horrible choice so she rushed right down to make a new purchase."
I growled fiercely before I remembered what I was doing in the first place and my anger quickly dropped back into anxiety.
"I'm sorry but I don't have any time to spare on you right now!" I called over to Julius.
"Excuse m-"
"I don't have time to deal with an infuriating man such as yourself! If you were a smart man you would stop arguing with me about fashion. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go find Ms. Mira!" I said and dashed out the door towards the Church Grounds. It was the only other place I hadn't looked that wasn't abandoned or a house. I slammed through the doors and they shut closed behind me. I panted hard, ragged breaths. There was my work out for the day.
I looked up to see two sets of eyes on me. One belonging to a young man behind the pew at the head of the church, the other belonging to a saddened older woman.
"Ms. Mira?" Her eyes widened as I said her name.
"I-I'm Molly Progettare. The new farmer-"
"Yes, we've heard all about you. You're here to be a designer. What is it dear?" She said in an almost sad tone.
"I'm sorry, this is very intrusive of me, but I've heard all about what has happened to you in the past year. I give my true condolences. But Ms. Mira. The island needs you! You're store, it's been left untended!" Mira gasped.
"I almost forgot. The shop! My husband loved that shop!" Mira started to tear up.
"I'm sorry Molly. I'm so sorry but I just cannot go back there yet. It's still too soon." She began to weep and I gasped and stepped toward her.
"I'm so sorry. That was very insensitive of me. A new resident here and yet. Oh I'm so sorry Ms. Mira." I took her hand in mine and squeezed it. I didn't know how it was like to lose a husband but I understood how it felt to lose a father.
"I'm so sorry...is there anything that I can do? I just feel so bad I..." I paused and looked up at the woman. She had light, dusty, purple hair. Her features, although sad, were stoic and gentle. Her eyes were a deeper pool of purple and she was dressed in a purple based outfit.
"Ms. Mira..." I breathed.
"You're so beautiful!" She looked at me with a confused face.
"No really! You're features are so gentle, almost like a caring mother. And you're hair has so much shine and a nice amount of volume. You're outfit goes well with your skin tone too. I wish I could look like you when I get older."
The priest had been watching the whole scene play out. I couldn't tell whether he was angry or surprised with me.
Suddenly, I saw Mira's shoulders shake mildly. I couldn't see her face.
"Miss...Mira?" She suddenly burst out laughing with the most feminine laugh I've ever heard.
"Ms. Mira?" I was now concerned highly for her sanity. Perry's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head.
"Please, excuse my outburst. You just remind me about a person I know. He must have made him so worried too."
She looked at me pleadingly.
"But I cannot go back just yet. So I have a favor to ask of you."
"Y-yes?"
"Could you refine the ores and wonderfuls in my place?" Mira asked me.
"W-what? I couldn't possibly-I mean I just-I don't know how it's-"
"There is a book on how to do it on my husbands bookshelf in the shop. Please, this is all I request." With those pleading eyes of hers I couldn' t possibly say no.
After Mira told me about the mine cart short-cut. I rode up to the Garmon Mine District and used the shop key that she gave me to enter the shop and retrieve the book. I held it carefully to my chest as I hurried down the path to my farm. I still had to till my land and plant my seeds.
The book labeled Identifying Gems was sat on a special shelf on my bookshelf now. I had deemed it special just because I could. Then I set to work on my farm, weeding, tilling, planting, and finally watering. By the time I was done I didn't think I would be so happy to plop down on the small bed I had. Before I could even think about going to sleep, I had to take a bath. So of course I had to drag my tired form to the bathroom and run the water to as hot as I could get it. Grabbing a pouf, some bath soap, and the book. I began soaking in the tub while diving into the wonderful world of refining.
'So that's how you tell a diamond from a crystal." I muttered.
For some strange reason...this chapter seems like I was rushing it along. But I simply didn't want to put all the dialogue that Molly would have potentially went through. It would've been too much stuff! It's already too much unimportant stuff anyways! Well besides that I hope you enjoyed the new chapter and I hope that what I'm having being done right now is completely original and un-thought of.
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