I'm trying to gain enough courage to start writing a new chapter for one of my other stories...and that isn't working so well. Thankfully, these mini one-shots are perfect to get started!
Tempted to break the connection, Vivi's fingers hovered longingly over the filled scrying bowl. She resisted, however, when her sister spoke.
"It's a rigorous task to grow a poisonous mushroom of that caliber but any expert witch, such as myself, could achieve it." Bridget smirked haughtily.
"But you didn't grow it yourself," pointed out Vivi. "That farmer did."
"Yes, well, I persuaded him." The witch indignantly flicked a lock of hair. "So how did your Harvest Festival go?"
"I have told you before, sister," Every. Single. Year. "Castanet doesn't have a Harvest Festival."
"How unfortunate. So, as I was saying…"
Why would a witch use a telephone when they have a perfectly good scrying bowl? ;)
Oh, also, in case anyone doesn't get the reference, in the past Harvest Moon games (specifically the DS ones) in order to marry the blonde Witch Princess you have to sabotage the Harvest Festival's feast by adding a poisonous mushroom as your ingredient to the villagers' cooking pot. Hence, the Harvest Festival and poisonous mushroom topic.