Hey guys! Finally got time to write this over the weekend! I'm now gonna start writing these on my ipod so that I can upload faster. And as promised, it's a longer chapter. I really hope you guys like it!

I do not own Harvest Moon or Scary Movie 3.

The rest of the day went by without much trouble. Takakura left me alone, and spent the day at the beach -he usually went there when he wasn't helping me. I mean, sure, the day went by much longer without another pair of hands to help me farm. And every bone in my body was aching by the end of the day. But I did feel some sort of pride that I hadn't fainted yet. And I was also glad that Takakura wasn't there to see the smile on my face as I watered my growing crops. In fact, I almost forgot about my plans to ruin that idiotic thief's life.

I finally finished watering my crops and clearing my field at around 5:48 p.m., and I decided to treat myself to a drink at the blue bar. When I got there, the bar was already relatively full.

Gustafa was there, as always. Marlin was there. Patrick and Kassey were there, laughing about something like perogies (?). Karen, a pretty woman from the neighboring town was there.

"One bodiaid, please." I said, setting some gold down on the table. I wasn't a big spender, and bodiaid was good enough for me.
Griffin nodded and got me my drink.

"Hey! Jill! How's it going?" Gustafa greeted merrily.

Marlin turned around, as if finally noticing my presence. "Oh! Jill. How's farm life turning out to be? Getting used to it?"

As antisocial as Marlin was, he and his sister had helped me out a lot during my first week. They gave me a bunch of pointers, tutorials, and they even gave me some seeds for free! I was indebted to them.

"Well... Things are... okay, I guess. I'm far from being an actual farmer. But I'll keep on giving it my all!"

That's right. I didn't talk with many of the people in the valley. But when I did, I tried to be polite and positive about life. Therefore, I was known as "the farmer's optimistic daughter". Heh, if only they knew how much of a pessimist I really was.

"Don't worry," he reassured me "you'll get the hang of it."

"Thanks"

The rest of the night at the bar went by uneventfully. I mostly listened to others talk, but I would contribute to the conversation every now and then.

Just when I was about to leave (it was around 11:26 p.m.), Griffin stopped me.

"I wouldn't be walking around alone this late at night, Jill. I heard that there's a thief sneakin' 'round the valley. Some one should walk you home. Marlin, walk her home, will ya?"

Every one aside from Marlin, Patrick, and Kassey (Muffy and Griffin were still there too, of course) had left, and Patrick and Kassey lived in the opposite direction. As thoughtful as it was, I didn't need any help going back to the farm.

"No thanks, guys. I'll be fine on my own."

"But Jill-" Marlin started.

"Don't worry! I've met plenty of weirdos in the city, I know how to take care of myself."

Marlin, Griffin, and Muffy all looked at each other warrily as the twins were already drunkenly exiting the bar. Griffin let out a sigh.

"Alright, But if anything happens, scream as loud as you can."

"Alright, alright. See ya, guys."

We said our goodbyes and I left the bar. I was originally going to go home, like I said I would. But I was still wide awake, so I decided to go to the Harvest pond.

Once there, I sat down in front of the pond. It was so beautiful. The only sounds were the small waves hitting the earth. The way the moonlight reflected on the pond water was lovely. And the only other light source was hundreds of little fireflies, dancing in darkness of the night. It was mesmerizing. I felt myself nodding off, but some one snapped me out of my daze before I could fall asleep.

"What's a lovely maiden such as you doing up at such a late hour?" said a smooth voice.

The thief.

I turned around and glared at him. "The hell do you want?" I hissed at him.

"Hehehe, feisty as always, I see." he chuckled a bit.

Wait, what!

Did he just chuckle at me? He did! That bastard just chuckled at me! No one is supposed to laugh at me when I'm supposed to be intimidating and menacing! No one ever has!

"You think this is funny!" I asked angrily.

"Tsk tsk tsk~ Keep frowning like that and your face will stay like that. It would be such a waste for a beautiful face like your own to be destroyed by anger."

I was disgusted. I started to leave, but I only got as far as the waterfall before he stopped me. "Come now, don't be like that. I'm only trying to be a gentleman." he said as he started snaking his arm around my waist.

At first, I was furious. How dare that disgusting excuse of a man touch me! But then, I saw an opportunity.

I smirked a little before grabbing his arm, twisting it around his back, and shoving him into the water. When he resurfaced, well, let's just say it was just about the funniest thing I had ever seen.

He looked like a wet rat. His hair messily clung to his face, and he had the most surprised look on his face.

I burst out laughing. I laughed so hard I could barely breathe. I hadn't laughed this hard since watching Scary Movie 3 back in high school.

Okay, so maybe I was the teensiest bit drunk. Hey! I could hold my liquor very well! And besides, I only had or two drinks. Or three.

His surprise soon turned to irritation. "You think this is funny?" he said with a smirk in a mocking tone. Damn, this guy was using my own words against me. Sneaky.

After calming down, I kneeled down beside the water and smirked. "Just givin' ya a taste of yer own medicine." I said in a mock southern accent.

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh really now?" He questioned. I nodded cheekily. He sighed. "Alright, I get it. You hate my guts. Now help me out of here."

I thought of leaving him there, but it was a rather frisky night, and the water was probably freezing. I wasn't as evil as to let him freeze to death. At least, not yet.

I held my hand out for him and he grabbed it. I immediately regretted this. He yanked on my hand hard, and I went flying into the water.

Once I resurfaced, he started chuckling. Great, I thought, now I'm the wet rat.

"You are such a-" I started, but stopped mid sentence. He was still holding onto my hand, and he started pulling me through the water. He let go for a second to climb onto dry land, then held his hand out for me. I ignored it and started to climb myself out of the water, but he wouldn't take now for an answer. He grabbed my arm- surprisingly gently, though- and started helping me out of the water.

Once out of the water, I looked up at him (he was a good deal taller than me) and glared at him. "You suck, you know that?"

He chuckled and messed my hair a bit. "You're cute, I like you."

NNNOOOOOOO! How dare he call me cute! My sworn enemy just called me cute, and said that he liked me! DAMNIT!

I swatted his hand away and stuck my tongue out at him. So what if it was immature! I was angry!

He chuckled again, leaned down and kissed my forehead.

"Good night, princess. Sweet dreams." he said as he started walking away.

"I hate you!" I shouted after him, heat rising to my cheeks. "And don't call me princess!"

"Whatever you say, princess!" he called back before disappearing into the darkness of the night.

After waiting a good while, I too left. By the time I got back home, it was already 1:48 a.m.

Where did the time go?

I took a nice, hot shower and went straight to bed. I had a long day, and I was exhausted. But as exhausted as I was, there were so many things occupying my thoughts. What was up with that guy? Why was he such a jerk? Why did I blush back then? It must have been from the alcohol. Yeah, it was just the alcohol.

"ACHOO!" I let out a loud sneeze. "I'm probably gonna catch a cold because of that damn idiot." I said in a nasally voice while rubbing my nose.

I really hope you liked this chapter! Reviews are loved, especially constructive critiscism~!

Oh! And the perogy reference is an inside joke that only my really close friends would understand XP