Note, I'm making Jamie a girl in this story because In the real game is you marry jamie the story will end. So, Jamie will be a girl instead of a guy like he normally is if your a girl. But this is my story! And i think it'll be funnier. and personally I think he looks like a girl.
Abbi pressed her forehead into the cool glass door to the Perch Inn. One day had passed since she requested her house to be built, and she was scared shitless about what the outcome would be. Unpleasant thoughts of burning, exploding, and rickety old houses filled her mind, and after what she ha done to the people building her house, she wasn't surprised if they decided to set traps up in her living place. Abbi wanted to go see, but her body wouldn't let her go past the front door.
"Aren't you going to check out your new house?" Gwen called out from the cash register. Her uncle Doug had left to Sugar Village to go to a rising Inn convention and wouldn't be back until the spring horse race on the 17th, so until then Gwen got to do what ever she wanted with the Inn. Abbi looked back at her new best friend; since she was the first person she met other than the Mayor, with pleading eyes. She sighed, walking out from the register and grabbed Abbi's hand.
"C'mon, I'll come with you to the Workshop." She said, leading the confused girl out of the door way and onto the dirt trail leading to the Workshop, and her new house. Surprisingly, the two girls made it to the Workshop at a very fast rate. She pushed open the door happily and said- "Hey Gramps! What's up?" Gramps? Woody was standing at the front desk just like when Abbi had first met him. But this time, Joe and Kurt where right by the front door, staring at her and Gwen. Abbi looked down, still embarrassed about her stupidity.
"Gwen! What a surprise! What brings you here?" Woody asked, walking up to his granddaughter. Gwen pushed Abbi up front, smiling happily.
"We came to see her new house!" Gwen said and held Abbi's stiff shoulders. She smiled weakly, waving nervously and wondering if the boys had told Woody about the break out she had.
"Ah, that one turned out surprisingly well."
"Yeah, we did a good job on your house for sure!" Joe called out while placing a hand on Abbi's other shoulder. Kurt walked up too, but didn't make eye contact, which seemed weird.
"We even put furniture in too..." Kurt stated, walking right past her. Abbi smiled gratefully and hugged each and every one of them. Except for Kurt, he kind of pushed her off, but she didn't care! She had a house! And it was time to go check it out!
"Uwah, Its, its, perfect!" Abbi mused, leaned against the wooden door to her new house. It lacked color, but it was her house. Her house, not a loud smelly apartment owned by a pervy landlord that only rented out to young women. Abbi actually had a house that she could do what ever she wanted with. No more loud neighbors, beeping cars, and bright lights, She was actually happy for once in her life.
"Oh, If Gwen could see how much I love this house!" She sighed, hugging the front door. Gwen had stayed at the Woodshop to talk with her grandfather since she hadn't in a long time, and Joe and Kurt where too busy to come and show Abbi the house, but she liked surprises. "I love you!"
"Uh, am I interrupting something?"
"Huh?"
Abbi turned to face a girl around her age with short brown hair and brown eyes. She was wearing a dress with an apron and was carrying a basket that seemed to be barking?
"Oh, uh no! No, not at all! I was just-- oh never mind. I'm Abbi." She said nervously, pushing her self off the wooded door. The girl smiled, but looked a tad bit troubled. She held out the basket.
"I'm Ellen, my father runs the Blue Sky Ranch, and about six weeks ago our Dog gave birth to puppies, but unfortunately not all of them were sold. So as a gift to the neighbor hood we've decided that since your going to be a farmer you should have a herding dog." Ellen handed Abbi the basket carefully. Abbi excited out of her mind! A new puppy! Oh Joy! What would it look like? She opened the basket and were face to face with...the most retarded looking dog she had ever seen. It was a light brow color with beady eyes and a big nose. It barked happily, and well, licked her cheek. No wonder he wasn't sold. "I know he isn't much to look at, but he is very sweet with children and is very smart!" Ellen said quickly, patting the dog on the head. Abbi stared into its beady eyes and felt a twinge of compassion.
"Its...cute? I'll name you--" A warm spot appeared on her dress since she had taken the dog out of the basket. Abbi cringed, and held the dog out in front of her, glaring with hatred. "-Puddles." She finished while forcing a very pitiful smile. Ellen bowed grateful that the new girl decided to keep the puppy, and began to walk off.
"Our family sells farm animals, so once you have a barn come on in. If you see a boy in the field that's my cousin, Blue, so don't be afraid." She smiled one last time before running down the trail.
"I have a feeling that we aren't going to get along, Puddles." Abbi mumbled as she patted the Dog on the head and stepped inside the house. She loved Dogs, but first impressions where everything right? She set puddles on the ground and lay down on the bed Kurt had given her.
"So this is my new house! Squeal!" She closed her eyes before drifting off to sleep.
Little sprites gathered around a beautiful young woman with flowing purple hair and four matching wings. She was the harvest Goddess from myths, and something seemed to be troubling her. Harvest Sprites gathered around her with troubled expressions.
"Humans had gotten so bad, I have to leave. I can't take it anymore..." Her melodic voice drained as she turned to stone. The harvest sprites grieved and turned to a purple haired girl with a sad expression.
"Jamie, we need you to help gather magical notes to save her! We'll find help."
"I don't need help..."
"But..."
"No buts!" The harvest sprites watched sadly as there only hope wouldn't let them give her help.
"We're going to ask the new girl to help as well."
To be continued...