Wow, it's been awhile since I've posted, hasn't it? Now that the end of the school year is coming up, I'm lucky if I can even write a paragraph! On a lighter note, I've made Beth's reference and will post it next story. Until then, on with chapter 6!
I DO NOT OWN HARVEST MOON NOR ITS CHARACTERS. Beth is my OC.
Chapter 6: Carpe Diem
The eerie screech of a crow made me spring instantly from where I was lying. My back cracked as I did so, and I rubbed it groggily. Sleeping on the floor was not going to be pleasant tonight. Luckily, I couldn't complain about hunger. Last night, Kai had taken me to a cozy little cafe where the servers, a cute engaged couple of a spunky blonde named Muffy and a musician named Griffin, immediately introduced themselves. Muffy had cooked the food while Griffin prepared the drinks. I wasn't much of a drinker, so I simply ordered a glass of grape juice. However, Kai must of really needed the energy, because he chugged down at least two Bodigizers which were apparently some kind of energy drink. The mysterious caffeine content in those things that had made his eyes bulge was beyond me.
The meal was the best part, though. Kai and I found out that we both were huge fans of pasta. While I could only finish one bowl, he once again surpassed me by eating a whole other bowl, three slices of bread, and some tomato soup. For a guy who owned his own food shack, he sure acted like he'd been starved. Anyways, after we finally said goodbye, he walked me all the way back home in the pitch black and made sure I was all set.
My legs wearily straightened up until I was finally standing. "Guess it's time to start earning my keep."
I quickly changed out of my nightgown and threw on a dress I didn't even knew I had. It was a pretty violet with a brown belt around the waist. A black hair tie held my loose, near Rapunzel length hair in place, which missed my sturdy black boots by a good foot and a half. Actually, now that I looked hard enough at them...they looked a lot like Vaughn's.
In fact, they were.
"Crap." I groaned at the thought of having to walk all the way back to his house to give him his boots back. Almost instantly, I remembered his cheerful, laid back attitude and easily shrugged off the worry.
"I'll just borrow them for now, just to get my field tilled, and then I'll go bring them over." I cycled the reminder over and over in my head, my hand attempting to block the brutal sun out of my eyes.
The minute I opened the door, a gigantic heat wave exploded in my face. Today was going to be the worst day to work, but if I was going to make any profit off of things other than wool and milk, I had to stop complaining and get down to business. After quickly feeding the sheep and cows their breakfast of grass, I exited the barn with Nolan at my heels, into the promising landscape. I made my way to a dull brown shed, where I luckily found all of my needed equipment. I grabbed the till, watering can, and cautiously picked up the scythe by its wooden handle.
Stepping out, I immediately found a good place to start and drove my till down into the infertile soil as hard as I could. Making my way down the row, I already began to feel lightheaded, wiping my sweat-beaded face with my sleeve as I leaned exhausted on the till's long handle to catch my breath. Once I was all set, I started up on the next row.
Shing, Shing. Putt. Shing, Shing. Putt. Cut the grass, till the ground. Cut the grass, till the ground. After about the sixth row, my monotonous task began to be too much. I felt my legs suddenly become numb as my knees turned in and gave in beneath me, sucking in stuttered breaths through an invisible straw. I collapsed to the ground with no control of my exhausted body, and my vision blurred except for a dull flash of pink quickly growing brighter until it was suddenly cut off by an arrant black.
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