OMIGOD I finished the tenth chapter! I'm so happy for me. Anyways, I want you to give me all of your ideas for what Angela should do now that the bells are finished. Don't forget, she still has to summon the Harvest King! Please review!

Okay, here's the next chapter where Angela has to become a hero! I wonder how she'll handle that. Read and find out, and don't forget to review at the end!

"Ah, I'm happy," I sighed, lounging on a picnic blanket outside my house.

"I know, it's so nice not having to do anything," Finn replied from his spot next to my head.

The sun was shining outside and there was a nice breeze, so we had just relaxed all day, doing nothing except nap. I turned up the volume on my radio just a little bit before drifting back into a light sleep.

A few hours later, I felt someone shaking me awake. I smacked their hand away and opened my eyes a little. The Harvest Goddess kneeled beside me, looking just as awful as she normally does. "Get up, lazy," she ordered while yawning.

"Ugh, don't bother me. I finished my work already," I whined, closing my eyes again.

"No, your work is far from finished, Angela."

I lifted my head up and stared at her. "What do you mean? I rang the stupid bells, so I'm done."

"No, you still have to summon the Harvest King for me," she corrected, examining her nails.

"…Are you serious?" I grabbed a fistful of blanket in my hands, quickly getting pissed off.

"Yup, and before you can summon him, you have to earn the title Hero."

"WHAT?" I screamed. I slammed Finn into the ground with my fist. He sure did come in handy when I needed to relieve stress.

Finn was startled awake. He looked up at us, rubbing his eyes. "What's going on?"

"Finn," I said through gritted teeth. "Did you know that we still have to work for the Goddess?"

His eyes went wide. "Really? I thought we already did everything!"

"Nope, we have to become heroes!" I cheered sarcastically.

Finn just stared off into space, not moving a muscle. "Ah," the Goddess said. "He's in shock. He should be better within the hour."

"So, what exactly do we have to do to become heroes?" I asked, pulling up grass and sprinkling it on Finn until I couldn't see him anymore.

"Oh, I have a list for that!" The Goddess pulled yet another list fro her bra and handed it to me.

I opened it up and read through it. "How do you expect me to make all of this money in one season?" I shrieked.

"Well, you only have to make all of that money in one of the four categories: produce, crops, fishing, or mining."

I nodded slowly. "Well we can forget crops and produce, because I don't farm, so that leaves mining and fishing. I'm scared of the mines, so I guess that leaves me with fishing."

"And remember, if you don't finish it by the end of this season, you can try again next season!" the Goddess smiled before poofing away.

I ran a hand through my hair and fell back onto the blanket. What have I done to deserve this? I thought.

"I guess we should get started on this fishing thing before it's too late," Finn spoke up, spitting blades of grass out of his mouth.

"Fine, but only because I want to get this out of the way," I huffed, getting up. "Let's just go to the fishery."

We unwillingly headed into the fishery. As soon as I walked in, I gagged from the awful smell of the fish.

"Oh look, a newbie!" a guy's voice chuckled.

I looked up at him and glared. He was a squinty eyed guy wearing a straw hat. "Don't worry," he said, patting my shoulder. "Everyone who comes here for the first time always has the same reaction. I'm Ozzie, by the way."

I grumbled incoherent things to him. He walked back to behind the counter and leaned against it. "So what can I do for ya?"

"Uh, I want to learn how to fish," I asked awkwardly. Finn did a face-palm.

"Ah, I love it when young people are eager to learn how to fish!"

"I'm not."

"You must be so happy!"

"…Not really."

"I just love your enthusiasm!"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I snapped. "Just teach me how to fish so I can freakin' leave!"

Ozzie laughed a hearty laugh. "Alright, my nephew Toby can teach you," he decided before turning around. "Hey Toby!" he shouted.

A squinty white haired boy walked out from another room in the shop. "Yes?" he answered in a creepy soft voice.

"You're going to teach this fine young lady how to fish," he announced, nodding in my direction.

Toby looked at me, but it seemed like his eyes were closed and it was creeping me out. "Okay, let's go."

I stayed far behind him as we walked to the beach. Toby walked up to a small boat and untied it from the dock.

"Uh, can't we just fish from the shore?" I asked.

Toby laughed a creepy laugh. "Why would we do that? We won't catch any fish that way."

"Oh, well just don't go so far out that people can't see us," I told him as I stepped onto the boat.

Toby gave me an old fishing rod. "You can use this."

I looked at it, grimacing. I was covered in mold and I swore that I saw maggots crawling on it. "Are there any nicer fishing rods?"

"Yes, but we're too cheap to give you one!"

I grabbed it with my thumb and forefinger. "Ew."

For the first hour, Toby took his time talking about different types of bait. I spent that time banging my head against tackle box. The next two hours we did warm up exercises to make sure I could cast the line properly. Then, we did Pilates for two more hours, and THEN we actually started to fish. The actual fishing lasted four hours.

We didn't get back to shore until eleven at night. I stumbled off of the boat and dragged myself to my house.

I flopped onto my bed and sighed. Finn sat down next to me. "So how many fish did you catch? I never kept count."

"One, and it was a lame little fishy only worth 11 G." I covered my face with a pillow.

"Oh, well that sucks."

"How am I going to catch enough fish this season? Toby wasn't any help to me, since he just slept half the time and let's face it; I suck at fishing!" I complained, hurling my pillow at Finn as hard as possible.

Finn managed to get back up and patted my head. "You weren't that awful at it. You're almost decent enough to somewhat make 40,000 G…not really, I'm just trying to be nice. You actually suck," he admitted.

"Gee, thanks a lot! I thought you were supposed to help me!" I grabbed the pillow again and slapped Finn with it so he was slammed into my nightstand.

"Look," he said, face down on the nightstand. "How about we just go back to the beach and try just one more time before we go to bed."

I sighed heavily and sat up. "I suppose it's worth a shot. I can't do any worse than I already have."

We walked down to the beach with my rotting fishing rod in hand and a jar of stolen bait. Untying the boat wasn't that easy, and I ended up getting about eleven splinters from the wood post. Luckily, the boat wasn't hard to drive.

When I was out far enough, I stopped the boat and situated myself on one side of the boat with my bait next to me. The first couple of tries were absolute failures. The fish would eat the bait and then swim off. They were just too smart for me.

I reeled my line back, swearing loudly as I realized my bait was gone. "Ugh, I need more bait!" I shoved my hand into the bait jar, grabbing the first thing I felt and jabbed it onto the rusty hook. With all of my strength, I threw the line back into the water.

Just as I threw the line in, I had heard a girly scream. I looked around, wondering who it was. "Finn, did you hear that?"

There was no answer from Finn. "Finn, where'd you go?" I asked. "That's funny; he had been right next to me on the bait jar…oh shit."

All of a sudden, there was a violent tug on my line. It was so hard, I almost fell off the boat. "Oh there's a fishy on my line!" I cheered, tugging with equal fierceness. Getting that fish was the one thing I wanted more than anything…and Finn…who was inside the fish.

Whatever it was, it had to be super strong because I could barely turn the little handle to reel it in. Then, I placed both feet on the edge of the boat and leaned back with all of my weight. The fish and I fought back and forth for a minute, but I was reeling it in slowly. I got to the point where its massive head was sticking out of the water.

"HOLY COW! You're huge!" I shouted at it.

"Thanks!" it replied in a deep voice.

"Omygod you talk!" I screamed.

Finally, I don't know how I managed it, but I dragged the HUGE fish onto the boat. That was really hard though, since the fish was way bigger than the boat. It scared me when it flopped around, because it almost tipped the whole boat over and sang classic rock.

I scrambled to the other end of the boat and grabbed my rifle, which I had brought with us. When the boat was finally somewhat steady, I shot the monster in its side. After it calmed down (or died, I wasn't quite sure what happened to it), I pried the mouth open and yanked the line out of there. I detached Finn from the hook.

He was hyperventilating like crazy. When he wouldn't stop, I grabbed his body and slammed his head on the rim of the bait jar multiple times.

"Okay I'm good!" he gasped. I let him go and he flew in front of me. I noticed a giant red mark going across his forehead from me hitting him. He blinked a couple times before staring at the oversized fish. "Did you catch that?"

I smirked. "Yup!"

Finn looked shocked. "It's huge!"

I squealed. "That's what I said!"

All of a sudden, Finn passed out from shock. I shrugged, starting the engine up again. The boat took five times as long just to get to shore because of the whale-fish. By the time I got it on land, it was two in the morning. I used Finn to wipe all of the sweat off of my head and sat down next to the beast. I wasn't quite sure what to do next, so I just decided to go to sleep.

The next morning, there was a huge crowd around me. They all gaped at my fishy in amazement. The little girl I punted skipped up to me. "Congratulations for catching that fish, Angela!" she smiled. Someone had told me her name, but I couldn't seem to remember it. Cleo, Clarissa maybe? Oh well, screw it, I thought before standing up.

I lifted the little girl up and punted her back into the mayor, who was just walking to the beach to see my fish. They rolled away at full speed, soon disappearing out of sight.

"Hey Angela!" someone called.

I looked to see that it was Chase. "How much do you want for that fish?" he asked, pulling out a boatload of cash.

"I'll give her five thousand!" Dale the creepy carpenter offered.

"I'll give her TEN thousand!" Gill, the mayor's son shouted.

Everyone argued until someone offered me seventy thousand G. "Alright!" I shouted. "Seventy thousand it is! The fish goes to that weird old guy over there!" I announced.

"My name is Ramsey, you should know this by now!" he snapped.

"Shut up old man!" I glared at him. "Now just gimme the cash and leave!"

"But this is public property!"

"SILENCE IMBECILES!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Everyone fell silent and looked at me. A short while after that, I had my seventy thousand G. The best part was that I had thirty thousand G to burn.

Finn and I relaxed on a blanket outside my house. He turned over to look at me. "Shouldn't we give the money to the Goddess now?"

I waved that thought away with my hand. "Screw the Harvest Goddess. I need my rest. Ask me again when I actually care."

"And when will that be? Never?"

"…Well, yeah…oh just ask me tomorrow!" I gave up, flattening Finn with my flyswatter.

Oh I'm so sorry that I didn't update earlier today! I had MAJOR writer's block and it drove me crazy! Plus, I was kinda watching Death Note…heh heh…