This was fun to write, though it's much shorter than the last two. Thank you so much everyone who keeps reviewing =) They make me very happy to read that everyone is enjoying the strange and crazy things that dwell in my mind =)

And yes, another cliffhanger-ish ending is waiting for you =)

Harvest Moon (c) Natsume


Chapter 8

Julia led me out into the kitchen...Ok, that's an understatement: she dragged me completely against my will. All of the girls our age that I knew of were standing in the kitchen around Chelsea. Julia practically tossed me into the only open chair; the one closest to the fridge; and crossed behind Chelsea.

"Now that we're all here," Julia began.

"Hi Vaughn!"

"Oh my god, you're so cute, Vaughn!"

"Can I wear your hat, Vaughn?"

Being bombarded by a bunch of women isn't fun. Especially when you never knew they even had a thing for you.

Well anyway, I glared at Julia and stood up. I turned around and went to the fridge, pulling out a jug of milk in one simple motion.

"Shut up," I hissed as the women continued their swooning.

I heard a few gasps and a horribly stifled giggle. I knew the latter was from Chelsea.

"Oh come now, Vaughny. Entertain these girls for a few minutes while I cut the cake."

I turned around to glare at her, but was surprised to see Chelsea standing from the chair at the end of the table. Julia was looking at her in shock.

"I really don't want to have a party and I even asked you not to throw one. Now, if you girls don't mind, I'm gonna go somewhere else while you all drool over Vaughn," she said, glaring at Julia lightly.

I couldn't hold back a small laugh. She practically read my mind, though I would've said a few choice curses directed at Jules.

"Chelsea! You can't just leave your own party! That's totally rude!" Lanna whined.

"Yeah well, call me rude then," she said as she shut the front door.

I chuckled slightly and shook my head. That girl was definitely the strangest person I had ever met. I looked up and felt my face pale. She left me with three women who were looking at me with strange looks on their faces: that of love-sickness.

"So Vaughn, who do you like most out of all of us?" Natalie asked.

I swallowed hard and made a beeline for the door. I hoped Chelsea hadn't gone too far. I shut the door as quickly as I could and held it shut as I felt something pulling on it.

"What the-? Why can't we open the door?" Lanna whined.

I ran for Chelsea's ranch, stumbling and almost falling over a few times. I made my way into her stable and found myself nose to nose with the horse from earlier.

"Hey bud," I said, patting his nose and catching my breath.

He tossed his head and snorted at me. I laughed and patted his neck as I listened for noise outside.

"What is it, Bandit?" I heard Chelsea say.

The little dog appeared less than a second later, wagging his tail and barking. I smirked and knelt down to the dog. Chelsea walked in and jumped slightly.

"Vaughn? When did you get in here?"

I chuckled. "How could you leave me all alone with all those crazies?" I asked, glancing up at her.

She put her hands on her hips. "I left because they were all getting lovey-dovey with you." She crossed her arms and pouted slightly. "Three love-sick girls drooling all over you, makes me sick."

I smirked and stood up, walking up to her. She uncrossed her arms and looked up at me. "Don't you mean, four love-sick girls?"

She frowned at me. "Julia is your cousin, you perv."

I chuckled. "Not her. You."

Her face turned bright red and she looked down. "Me? Like you like that? Come on! As if!"

I smirked and held back a chuckle. "Oh? So then you won't mind accompanying me to the Diner as friends then. I can give you your gift as well."

She looked up at me, the remnants of her blush still present. "What'd you get me?"

"You'll have to find out," I said, flicking her nose slightly.

Her blush increased and I smiled at her. She was too damn cute for her own damn good. I kissed her cheek and walked out.

"Wh-Where are you going?" she stuttered.

I turned and saw her holding her cheek. "I have to go fight through the scary, love-sick women to retrieve your gift....Unless of course, you don't want it."

"Yes I do! I'll even pay for your dinner if you get it!" she said quickly.

I chuckled. "That's not necessary, but a goodnight kiss might be in order."

She blushed deep red as I turned away. Teasing her was way too easy.


Vaughn and Chelsea sitting in a tree (not really). K-I-S-S-I-N-G! Haha, have a good day everyone =)