YOOOOOO Happy Thanksgiving (I was almoston time)! I'm not gonna lie guys...I'm a horrible person. I'm not even sure if this chapter is worthy of the story so far so I'm going to let you be the judges.
I'm testing the loyalty of my reviewers by not posting the thanks for last chapter .I need no incentive to write, but I don't want reviewers who review just to see their names up here. (JK JK I'm just lazy xDDDDD).
This chapter took FOREVER to do because I was upset with it SOOOO many times. I hope it turned out well, please let me know (even though I didn't give any thanks right after Thanksgiving T_T...I'm horrible...
ENJOY!
~~~~Molly's POV~~~~
"So, for ze bride's maids, I was thinking of muave, yes?" Pierre, the wedding planner said to Winry.
Winry had gathered every girl to be in her wedding and we were all currently in her river side house. Kathy, Angela, and I watched Winry give a confused look to her wedding planner.
"What the hell is muave..." She said in a mumble as she looked our way.
"...Ummm..." I hummed and glanced at Angela. She held her hands up and shook her head in denial.
Okay...so she doesn't know.
Kathy didn't even bother to look up from her nails as she wagged her finger in the "no-no" fashion.
I looked back to Winry and shrugged my shoulders.
"Dear babeez, it iz a sophizticateed purpale!" Pierre sighed.
"Purpale?" Angela said.
"That sounds like some type of cat." Kathy smirked.
"I think he means 'purple'." I said, giving them disapproving looks. They could at least try to understand the man's accent.
"Pierre, you could have just said purple. I love purple." Winry said, leaning over the catalog on the table in front of her.
The man gave a sigh before taking her by the hand.
"Winry, darling, lovelee silver-haired maiden. This iz your wedding! The slightest change in shade and it will be ruined!" Pierre gave a dramatic wave of his arm before letting a hand fall on his heart.
"If that's the case then a 'sophisticated purple' sounds nice." Winry said and dropped her finger on a picture in the folder.
"I want this as the maid-of-honor's gown. She'd look great in it, Pierre."
Angela perked up at her name and gave Winry a glance.
"This better not be like the last one with the frilly frou-frous." She said.
Kathy rolled her eyes and gave Angela a nudge.
"Really? You're being picky? At least you've got a big role in the wedding Ms. Snooty Booty." Kathy said.
Winry crossed her arms.
"Really, Angela. The last dress was in great taste. I would never dress you up in something hideous."
"Oh really? Let me see this 'gown' then." Angela said and hastily grasped the folder.
She let out a gasp and looked like she was about to howl at the moon.
"No!" She said and closed the pages.
"Ang-"
"NO!" Angela cut Winry off and Kathy pulled the folder from her.
"Chill Angie-poo, it couldn't be that bad." She said as she flipped back to the page.
Kathy looked at the design for a little, her face scanning every inch of the gown (which I had yet to see).
It was silent for a moment...
Then Kathy let out a chuckle that sounded like a dopey squirrel.
"Kathy, that isn't funny." Angela said.
"Like hell it isn't. The shoulders look like triangles."
Winry gave a curious look at the gown.
"That shape suits Angela. She's very triangle-like." Winry tried to justify.
"Huh? More like a square." Kathy joked and Angela attacked her with a feather stuffed pillow, producing a satisfying 'doh' from my friend.
Pretty soon, the mess was too out of control for Pierre to handle and feathers were everywhere.
"Ah...I'm going for a walk." I hummed and stepped out of the house, unnoticed.
The bright sun hit my face with joy as I faced the river. I was so happy to see Angela in a good mood today, she's been really down until recently. It made me feel a little guilty that I was feeling content on the island now.
"Molly!" A cheery voice called out to me.
I turned to see my orange-clad friend, Finn, flying straight at my face, a wide smile adorning his features.
"Finn!" I giggled in delight.
Finn had been busy tending to matters for the Harvest Goddess, so he hadn't had much time to come for a visit anymore.
"How's Alan and the others?" I asked.
Finn's bright smile faltered slightly as he flitted slowly up the hill. I followed him, falling in step beside his floating form.
"I don't know what to do, Molly..." Finn mumbled, his small voice sounding dejected.
"What's the matter?"
"It's just that...after we brought the Harvest King back. It's like I'm pretty much useless." Finn sighed.
"Did they say that to you?" I asked in surprise.
"No. But I was trying to help Alan tend to the Harvest King's magma. I accidentally dropped some so he told me to go help Collin with making the ground more fertile around the Harvest Goddess' Tree. I mixed up the magic and made the ground really dry so Collin told me to go help Daren. I was too energetic so the wind was all off-balance..."
"That explains why my Salt was coming out in all different qualities." I sighed.
"Sorry..."
"Well, what about helping Ben or Edge?"
"I started a whirlpool while helping Ben, and by the time I got to Edge he was practically dying of dehydration through tears because he was so scared of my help..." Finn said and hung his head low.
Wow...even Edge?
"Finn, you're a special sprite. Made just for-"
"Made just for you. Just for the mission. That was all..." Finn sighed.
I folded my hands together silently and looked worriedly at my friend. It seemed as though my encouragement couldn't get through to him. Why couldn't Finn understand that he was a lot more useful than he was making himself out to be?
"OOF!" I let out a grunt as I ran into something and tilted backwards.
"Ah!" Someone let out a surprised gasp as they put an arm out to stable me.
I found my footing when I bent over in an awkward position, and looked up into startled eyes.
"Molly, what are you doing?" Chase said and pulled me to my full height.
"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going..." I said while switching from foot to foot.
Chase crossed his arms.
"You know, I've figured out that you're really not attentive."
"Huh? Wh-what makes you say that?" I said in confusion.
"Well, you don't pay attention to your surroundings. If you had, Preston wouldn't have barged into your home. You wouldn't have been nearly pushed off the bridge by the Rogue Sprite. And you wouldn't have been kidnapped so easily by Dylan and Preston." Chase counted on his fingers.
"That's not a lot..." I muttered.
"Oh? I can go on. I stopped for your sake."
"I wouldn't bad mouth me if I were you. Your arch-nemesis is here today." I said and pointed to Finn.
It was cute how the two argued though Chase could never hear what Finn was saying.
Chase gave a glare in the direction I was pointing, as if he were ready for a showdown; however, his features changed quickly and he gave a confused look.
"I don't see the little ball of light. Is he still there?"
I turned to see that Finn was no longer beside me.
"Finn!" I called in a worrisome manner.
I started glancing all around me, then I glanced down and saw Finn sitting at my feet.
"Finn?"
I knelt down and Chase followed my actions.
Gently, I scooped up my little friend in my hands, patting him soothingly on the head.
"What? You're not going to injure me today?" Chase tried to provoke the little guy.
"He's been trying to help the other sprites, but he hasn't been feeling useful." I explained.
Chase let out a sigh and slid a hand through his strawberry-blonde locks. His expression looked a little dull.
"Something wrong?"
He shook his head at my question.
"No. It's just that I can relate."
He held his hand out for Finn, which was surprising, and I laid the little fairy in Chase's palm. It seemed that he was tangible to Chase, but I guess that was no surprise since he was able to hit him.
"Hey, listen here you little tormentor. It doesn't matter what anyone else can do or what you can't do. The fact that you tried is what really counts. You're going to find something you're good at too. In fact, I think you already have."
Chase paused as if awaiting Finn's response.
"What would he know?" Finn muttered.
"Haven't you been protecting Molly since she's been here? You've been her friend, you've comforted her, and you've healed her. If you ask me, you've done a hell of a job."
"Oooh...this guy's just a know-it-all, isn't he!" finn shouted and shot-up from Chase's hand before bopping him in the head.
"Hey!" Chase exclaimed as Finn flew off.
"That damn...what's his problem? I was actually being nice." Chase muttered.
Chase rubbed his forehead with a frown and I wrapped an arm through his, giving him a warm smile.
"I bet Finn's actually grateful. He just doesn't know how to show it to you."
Chase looked at me with surprise and his cheeks pinked.
"Yeah, sure..." He mumbled as we started across the bridge that lead to the Farmlands.
We started up a chat about the wedding, though Chase didn't seem all that willing to go. He doesn't really like emotional events, he's not really good with that kind of stuff. Trying to convince him that those kind of events were joyful was not an easy feat. He just kept going on and on about how people crying over two people agreeing to live together was stupid. I enjoyed Chase's company, and I loved him a lot, but he was really against weddings. It's kind of sad...
"Does that mean you don't want to get married?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's stupid and has no purpose to me."
"Oh..." I muttered.
I don't know why I even went there. It was a bad question for me to ask. Besides it's not like I really cared what he thought about marriage, it wasn't as if I was planning on marrying him.
. . .
But I couldn't really picture myself with anyone except for Chase. It wouldn't feel right. Could Chase picture himself with someone else? He really could do better than me. Girls swooned over his looks, I mean, he's gorgeous. Was it weird to use gorgeous for a guy? Maybe the word handsome was better? But Chase's looks were more than handsome, and magnificent would sound like I was praising him too much.
Now I'm losing the initial issue here...
"Oh, would you look at the happy couple." I heard someone say with a vaguely smarmy tone.
"Jin, wonderful meeting you here." Chase said to his good friend as we approached him on the path.
Jin looked towards me and smiled.
"How are you today, Molly?" He asked with a smile.
"Good, I guess." I said, my previous thoughts still tumbling around in my mind.
"You guess?" Jin asked curiously as Chase looked at me expectantly, like i had something more to add.
"Yes, I guess." I said decisively.
"What a curious statement." Jin said while holding his chin.
Chase rose an eyebrow at the two of us before turning back at Jin.
"What are you doing down near Flute Fields anyway? Coming for Anissa?"
Jin's eyes twinkled.
"As a matter of fact, I came for the twins today. Kasey said they were having a little meeting at his house with his fiancé. So I was on my way to get them."
"Why?" I asked.
Jin looked over my head and waved with a smile.
"I believe I'll have Angela explain that to you." He said and I turned to see the three girls I was previously with, walking up the road with a lethargic looking Pierre.
"There, there." Winry gave an effortless attempt to calm the man.
"So much energee. It is amazeeng." Pierre sighed in exasperation.
Angela and Kathy laughed at the man's comment before they spotted us.
"Molly, you snake. You left us for dead!" Kathy shouted.
Winry ushered Pierre ahead as she stopped where I was.
"You go on to the Inn and get some rest. We've still have to get the last few touches to the church pulled off." She said.
"Yes, yes. You are right." Pierre said as he made his way slowly up the trail.
I perked up slightly and looked towards Winry.
"Does that mean you've finally picked a dress?" I asked.
She smiled brightly and nodded.
"She sure did...with some help from the Maid of Honor of course." Angela said, holding her head high.
"That's so wonderful, finally! I can't wait, you're going to look so beautiful." I gushed and Winry crossed her arms.
"Naturally." She chuckled.
Kathy laughed at Winry's cocky response before looking toward Jin.
"Hey, Doc. What're you doing down here?" Kathy asked, causing Angela to turn toward the bespectacled man.
"I need to see Angela and Molly about an appointment." He said.
I looked toward Angela.
"Yes, he was just saying something about that. What kind of appointment did you schedule with Jin? Is there something wrong?"
Angela's face dropped slowly and glanced from Jin to me.
"Uh...right..." She said and took my arm that was locked with Chase's, giving him a look.
"Sorry...I need to borrow my sister." Angela said.
"Hold on, what's going on? Is there something really wrong, Jin?" Chase asked with a serious look.
Kathy squeezed my shoulder with an iron grip, she looked so worried.
"I'm not sure. Angela is the one that has to tell me that." Jin replied.
All eyes fell on Angela once again and she looked me in the eyes.
"Come on, I'll tell you when we're alone." She said and pulled me ahead of the rest.
"Angela." I said in shock.
Swiftly, we made our way to town and toward the clinic.
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~~~~Chase's POV~~~~
"It should only take a few minutes." Jin said to me as we approached the clinic. Molly and Angela had sped off so fast that Kathy just agreed to wait at the Bar for them. Since it was just Kasey, Winry, Jin and I, I thought it would be best to talk to Jin about whatever was going on. It turns out it was about Angela and Molly's medical history. Just from that, I figured it would be a bit tough for them since their mother turned out to be someone they were unable to explain to Jin. She was a witch, what could you do?
I was more concerned for Molly though. She hadn't lived with her parents for reasons still unknown to me, while Angela was with both parents. Yet, Angela was never exposed to her mother's magical tendencies. Not to mention, if Jin does tests, then he's going to find some sort of error with Kasey's blood. It would probably look like Angela and Molly were the parents.
An image of Angela's serious expression told me that she must have considered the same things. But there must have been way more since she was being so secretive, even around me.
The words that Molly had said to me last year rang in my mind.
"You're just going to get in my way." I can still hear them loud and clear, but I shook the thought loose immediately.
Nothing life endangering was going on, and if anything I could help Molly with anything she needs now. She didn't even mean what she said that day anyway; I know that if something were bothering her, she would let me know.
That's when the image of Molly's face from earlier appeared. She had a pretty solemn look on her face before we ran into Jin, it was as if she were contemplating something very seriously. Though knowing her, it was anything ranging from her earnings for the day to Bar Night to Winry and Kasey's Weddi...
Weddings.
We were talking about weddings. I said I didn't like them and that I didn't want to get married.
Did that upset her? Does she think that I meant I didn't want to marry her? I mean, we're still a long ways from that kind of talk...I think. How long does someone really have to wait to get married? It takes a while, right? Ugh, why am I even thinking of marriage? It's really not that kind of time to talk about it.
. . .
Still, she seemed put down after the talk I had with her, so maybe she's not feeling too happy about my answer.
That's not even what I should be concerned about now. I need to focus on what's going on right now.
"You're worried?" Winry asked as she sat beside me, waiting for the three siblings to come out.
I sighed.
"Just a little. Jin has no clue about what happened last year. His natural curiosity could cause him to dissect Kasey."
"Huh. I was thinking the same thing about him last night."
I scooted slightly away from her. Winry was probably the creepiest woman I know.
"Either that's really creepy or really kinky." Kasey said with his usual quirk.
I turned to see the group of four exit Jin's examination room.
"I believe we save that kind of talk for the honeymoon." Jin said with an intelligent nod of his head.
"Yes, but could it really be my fault if the woman couldn't resist me before the occasion?" Kasey said with a cheeky grin.
"No, not at all. In fact, it is then the duty of a man to deliver his services properly." Jin said.
"If that's the case then I guess letting Winry dissect me would be my duty." Kasey said with a decisive look.
Winry angered quickly and threw a magazine at Kasey's face.
"You imbecile!" She yelled and Kasey only gave a cheeky laugh.
I gave a look to Molly and Angela. They seemed fine, but Angela was unusually quiet and Molly was patting her on the shoulder in a soothing way.
Kasey seemed to notice too, he quickly grabbed Angela's hand.
"Hey, how about I take my fiancé and too cute little sisters to the Bar for some late lunch?" He offered.
"Uh..." Molly hummed in thought.
I looked over at Molly and we locked eyes for about a second before she looked at Angela really quickly.
"That's actually a good idea Kasey. Let's go out to eat." Winry said, praising Kasey in an out-of-character way.
"Chase, are you coming?" Kasey asked.
"I'll come by in a bit." I said.
Kasey gave a nod and ushered the two girls out of the clinic, leaving me with Jin.
"So, is everything okay?" I asked Jin in a quiet voice.
Jin sat down beside me to talk in a softer voice, his eyes looked serious.
"I won't say much since it's their business...but there seems to be more to their family than I thought. Kasey's test came back especially weird. Nonetheless, I got what I needed from them and that's all I had hoped for. I think that Molly may want to talk to you about it though."
"Well, she could have told me as soon as she came out." I grumbled.
"Don't take it too hard. There's somethings that I'm sure she doesn't know how to talk about. Just give it some time."
"Does that include space too?" I asked angrily.
Jin laughed.
"Are you that unwilling to leave her side, Chase?"
"No...kind of. It's just that when I'm not around, she seems to get into trouble. I don't like that."
"Well, if you want my honest opinion, I would say things like this need time and space. But Molly's a different kind of person who seems to do bad with both. If you're too near she feels timid, if you're too far she feels unwanted. It really depends on how you want her to feel."
"Well, like hell I want her to feel unwanted."
"Good answer. But that means you might have to invade her personal space a lot. It might get her to open up if she becomes comfortable enough. Just think of it as another step in your relationship."
"Yeah..." I simply groaned in exhaustion before getting up to go.
"See you later then. Ah, and if you need protection I-"
"Shut-up...Jin!" I said in an exasperated tone. Really, this guy.
I made my way over to the Ocarina Inn and saw the group sitting at a table near the back. It seemed like they ran into Luke, Calvin, and Kathy on the way over since the three were now sat around the big table. Angela was talking with a mock-serious face about something that Kasey and Luke were laughing rather hardly at. Molly was quietly listening.
"Chase!" Someone called to me in surprise and I turned to see Maya walking towards me with a smile on her face.
"Maya. What are you doing here?" I said.
"I'm just dropping off some things Grandma had borrowed earlier this month!" She said cheerily and looked toward Molly and the others.
"How are things going between you two?" She asked.
"Uh..." I scratched my cheek in thought. Talking to Maya about Molly didn't seem very smart. Maya was definitely over what happened, but I still wasn't sure if it was a good idea.
"Not so good, huh? I could see the look on her face. Something bad happened right?"
"I guess...I'm trying to wait for her to tell me." I admitted.
Maya gave a concentrated look toward Molly, seeming to scan her like a computer, then she faced back toward me.
"You should go home with her tonight." Maya said thoughtfully, causing me to jump.
"Th-the hell, Maya!" I exclaimed in shock. And here I thought Maya was a pure-minded type of girl.
"Chase you perv, not like that! I meant just go spend the night. Nothing funny."
"What makes you think that would work?"
I'm not usually the type to question a woman's intuition, but Maya wasn't technically a full blown-out woman. If anything, her ideas were always a little shaky because of her child-like nature. Still, she gave me a piercing glare and put a hand to her hip.
"Look, some girls need some over-the-top attention when they're feeling bad. Someone that they can talk to. You've gotta be that someone Chase, or else she'll never come to you for help, ever!" Maya scolded me.
I gave her an unconvinced look and she pointed a finger at me.
"Hey, I didn't give up on you just so you could let this girl slip away. You better do everything you can do or I won't forgive you." Maya said with possibly the most serious look on her face I've ever seen.
"Geez, you're being way too serious about this. Cool down, will you?" I said and patted her on the head.
She only stuck her nose up to the air before she walked out the door.
I made my way over to the table where everyone was sitting and plopped down next beside Molly. Molly squirmed at the sudden closeness, but Angela seemed to enjoy my bold move.
"Molly, what drink did you order?" I asked.
"Cranberry...don't you have to work?" She asked looking down at her lap.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked with an offended tone.
"I-I didn't mean it in a bad way. I do want you here but I don't want you to get in trouble either..." She said.
"No matter where your relationship stands, you always manage to scare her." Calvin sighed with a smile.
"Glad to see something hasn't changed." Luke chuckled.
Angela gave Molly a little smile and a nudge.
"Hey, why don't you go join him in the kitchen if him working is so important to you." She suggested.
"Uh, but I-"
"It's no problem with me." I said and got up, pulling Molly along with me.
"You two have fun now." Kasey said.
"Not too much fun!" Kathy added.
Molly tried to protest but I only ignored her reasoning. When got in the kitchen, I handed her an apron.
"What's this for?" She asked, looking at it shyly.
"I've decided you're going to be my helper tonight." I said and got ready for the orders to start rolling in.
"Eh?" Molly exclaimed.
"You heard me. Now hurry up and put that on. You're no stranger to the kitchen so don't act like it."
Molly reluctantly adorned the apron and we were pretty soon working on tonight's orders. I could only hope that Maya's advice was right.
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"Molly, Chase, we're taking the drunkies home now. See you tomorrow." Kasey called into the kitchen.
"Right, good night." I called back.
"Yes, good night." Molly answered quietly.
I could see Molly's eyes drooping with fatigue. Her hair was in a cute mess from rushing around the kitchen towards the different stations.
"You look tired." I said to her.
She looked up at me and shook her head.
"No. The work actually helped clear my head a little." She said and placed the cleaned dishes in the cabinets.
"You're pretty good at working in a kitchen." I commented.
"Well, it was one of the jobs I had to work to support myself. Then I had to go work on the floor so...ah." She quieted down and gave a look to the floor.
"What?"
"Uh, it's just not a job I was very proud of. It was a pretty sleazy part of town so the guys were a little handsy. It's a good thing I wasn't afraid of guys when I worked there." Molly sighed.
I gave a frown and watched as Molly removed her apron and placed it on the rack that I had grabbed it from. I guess she was well aware of what time I left work by now that she didn't even have to ask.
"Hayden, we're leaving now." I called to my boss.
"Okay. Molly, you get home safely." He said as we stepped out the kitchen.
"I will." Molly said as she gave Hayden a hug.
"I'll make sure nothing happens to your second daughter, Hayden." I joked.
Hayden gave a hearty laugh.
"I'll leave it to you then."
We exited the bar and Molly trailed slightly behind me. The late night breeze blew through the air and crossed our bodies as we made it to the Farmlands. I stopped right when we were about to cross the path near the Water Mill.
"Are you still afraid of men?" I asked as I turned to face Molly. Her bright, burnt sienna, eyes were wide with surprise. Her mouth in a little "o" shape before she let her teeth find the familiar spot on her lips, per usual.
"No. I mean, I guess not. I'm growing out of it I think." She mumbled as she looked toward the ground.
"So why have you been avoiding me since the clinic?"
Molly gasped and looked up quickly.
"I-I wasn't! Well, more like I didn't mean to. I'm just conflicted right now."
I went silent as I continued to walk up to Molly's farm, much to her confusion I'm sure. I saw her animals were still out and proceeded to ring the bell to bring them in. The animals who were drowsy went into their designated housing in compliance, rousing the ones who were asleep to do the same.
"Cha-"
"You can't talk to me about it?" I asked her.
Molly looked troubled with my sudden questions, and I hated doing it to her. Still, it was, admittedly, hurtful to me too. I didn't know what to do when it came to handling Molly's problems, so she could give me some sort of sign at least.
Molly grabbed onto one of my hands and held it tightly.
"Chase, please don't say that. I want to tell you what it is...but I'm afraid that you might think differently of me."
I brought her into a hug.
"I told you about me, and you've accepted it. You're really impossible if you think I'll see you any differently."
She looked up at me and gave a reassured smile before a cold breeze swept by.
"Why, don't we go inside?" She suggested.
I agreed and we made our way inside her home, sitting down at the table.
At first we were silent, until Molly gave a little giggle.
"Its weird. This kind of feels like the time that you saved me from the Fugue Forest."
"You mean when the Rogue Sprite made that fake Millie?"
"Yeah, that was scary, wasn't it?"
"Yeah."
Molly shifted in her seat before looking at me with certainty.
"Chase, with what I talked about at the clinic with Jin...I've been keeping something from you. About me and Angela."
"What? Is it a family problem?"
Molly nodded and gave a pretty determined look.
"We don't think of it as true; we both deny it really...but we're not twins."
I coughed at the sudden nature of the revelation. They weren't twins? They really fooled me.
"So you're cousins?"
Molly shook her head.
"No. We're half-sisters."
My face must've shown how shocked I was, Molly seemed to be observing it closely.
"So...hold on. Does that mean you're birthday's on a different day?" I asked.
Molly laughed lightly as she noticeably relaxed, if only a little.
"No, mine and Angela's birthday is still the same...we were born on the same day, at the same time, to the same father." She said.
"That's, I admit, pretty weird. But you both look so alike, it's kind of-"
"Our mother's were twins..." Molly said, clearing up my surprise.
"Oh..." I said, not entirely sure what she was getting at. She continued to look at me expectantly, as if she were, well, expecting me to get something.
Okay, so her and Angela were born at the same time, on the same day, to the same father and their mothers are twins.
Molly waved her hand in my face, ushering me to keep thinking.
"Okay, going back over this...you and Angela were born at the same time, on the same day."
Molly nodded, but kept her eyes on me.
"You both have the same father."
"Yes." She said and leaned on the table.
"And your mothers are twins."
"Exactly."
Again, I let the information play around in my head, and slowly it began to piece together.
The only thing I could think of was a thre...
"OH!" I exclaimed in realization.
Molly hid her head underneath her folded arms.
"Don't yell like you just found buried treasure...it's disgusting..." She mumbled.
I didn't hesitate to reach out and pat Molly on her fluffy hair. She looked up and gave me a pitiful look.
"It's no big deal, Molly."
"It is! It's just...shameful! We were conceived not out of love, not out of planning, not even out of some sort of one-on-one relationship, but in a shameful manner!"
"So you think that defines who you are?" I asked.
"No but...it really did spell out how our lives were like. I technically didn't even have a dad, and my mom died-no, magically ditched me because of it. I didn't trust men because of it, and then I became scared of guys because of the outcome of it." Molly cried in frustration.
"Your life wasn't that bad, Molly." I said with nonchalance.
"Not as bad as yours I guess..." She moped.
"Hey, my life wasn't bad." I mumbled.
She looked at me with her confused, doe-like eyes, tilting her head slightly.
"Really?" She asked, hopefully.
"Well, I mean, I found my passion for cooking. I've enjoyed traveling all over. I'm good at what I do. And, probably the best part of it was that I found yo-" I stopped short as Molly perked up.
"-gurt." I ended.
"Yogurt?" She asked.
"Yeah, yogurt. It's smooth, it's creamy, and there's different flavors." I said with a shrug.
Molly reached over and hugged my arm, leaving me relieved that she was feeling better.
"You're right...so many good things happen, things like my birth don't even begin to define me." She said happily.
"See, when I'm right, I'm right."
Molly gave me a kiss on the cheek before standing up.
"Plus, at the end of it all, I got to find yogurt too." She said as she made her way over to the kitchen.
I couldn't help but smirk at her catching my slip. It wasn't everyday that the girl showed her sly side.
What can I say...I know how to pick a girl.
~~~~Angela's POV~~~~
Hey Wizard,
How are you doing? I've gotten past being mad at you for disappearing. And I'm sick of being upset with you too...too much depression. Now I'm just at the point of accepting that you and your mean ol' self are just not coming back. Yup, I've finally decided that you're just going to leave me hanging. It's half-way through Spring and you're still missing, so I'm not wrong. Right? You know I'm never wrong. Imagine if you thought I was and I knew you did. Ha, that'd be a mess. I'd probably drive you away again, don't you think? Anyway, things are going pretty well. I've finally got my farm up and running a bit. Just yesterday I got my first sheep. That makes four animals now! Though Molly still has more (three more to be exact). My crops are doing well, and I'm thinking about planting a Coffee Tree. It's kind of like an incentive for you to come back...is it working? Yes? No? Doesn't matter I guess. It's strange...even though you've been gone for so long your coat still smells just like you...okay that sounded creepy...and this is pen...and I hate scratching stuff out...(dammit). As I was saying, it kind of feels like you're here when I wear this coat, which I've not been doing lately. People are starting to get suspicious ya know? I think Craig has a theory that I've buried you in the fields as fertilizer since my crops are kicking ass. Is that what it is? Are you helping me out wherever you are? Hah, doubt it. Anyway, Kasey and Witch's...I mean Winry's wedding is in a couple of days. Would you mind making it there? I heard that Kasey wanted you as the best man, and it'd kind of suck if the maid-of-honor (moi) had to walk down the aisle without an escort. Anyway, I've gotta jet. Hope you find this under your door or something.
Lo...Like,
Angela
(P.S~ I'm not mad at you for what you did...please come see me if you actually read this. And I didn't put the P.S to be a smart-ass, I just forgot to put this part in the letter. Honest)
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(P.P.S~ I totally put the P.S. to be a smart-ass.)
As I got done reading my own letter to Wizard for the fifth time, I finally slipped it underneath his door. It was mid-night, and my little nightly escapades somehow got me up and writing a letter for this guy. Then, my nightly stroll ended up taking me here so I could put it underneath his door.
"It's such a stupid letter...good thing he isn't coming back to read it." I said to the slightly cold, Mid-Spring night.
I stuffed my hands into my pockets and stared at his house. The lights were off like usual, and the smell of coffee that I remembered him for no longer drifted along this part of the town. Looking to my side, I could clearly picture Wizard on the first night we met. Dark skin, bright eyes, the visibility of mystery shrouding him in a shadow. Even now, whatever is going on with him is a real mystery to me. The strange look in his eyes the night he disappeared would appear constantly in my dreams. Memories of his peculiar behavior would linger in my mind, and still I can't figure out what was wrong with him. All I knew was that the coffee from Castanet seemed to be the cure to it.
I puffed some air into the sky, catching a very faint glimpse of my breath, before making my way back to my farmhouse.
As I walked, a sudden melody came to me as if on the wind. I thought it up as if it were and incantation and it was to the tune of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star". It was appropriate for him, wasn't it? The words weren't all right, but there was some sort of a pattern to them. I decided to just hum it, the lyrics would come to me sooner or later.
Soon enough, I ended up back on my farm where it was silent as ever. The only sign of life was the light on in Molly's house. She probably forgot to turn it off when she went home from the bar. I wondered how her and Chase were doing too. They seemed happy, but I couldn't help but sense a tension between them.
"Psh. All I know is that he better keep his hands to himself..." I muttered. I can't help if I'm over-protective of her.
The ringing of my phone from inside the house disrupted my thoughts and I rushed to the door. As I stepped inside, I noticed a package laid on my steps and I picked it up before shutting the door behind me. I gave it a curious look as it had no return address and set it on the table as I picked up the phone.
"Hello, Starlite Farm. Angela speaking." I answered. Molly told me that sometimes people called her about her products, so it was best to always mention the farm's name and my name when picking up the phone.
"Don't you sound very official?" I heard the vaguely mocking voice of Jin.
"Jin, it's like...1 o' clock. What are you calling me for?" I asked and positioned the phone between my ear and shoulder so I could pick up the brown box I had brought in and start to try to pry it open.
"It's about the thing I had asked you to explain last season. You know, during the whole Port City story arch." He said and I looked at the phone in confusion.
"Story arch?" I questioned.
"Hm?"
"You said story arch...you said Port City story arch." I said, repeating myself just to make sure I got the words right.
"No I didn't."
"Yes you..."
I stayed silent and could practically see a straight-faced Jin on the other end of the phone, sipping tea with his legs crossed in a manly fashion.
"...Whatever. Yeah, I remember." I said.
"Good. I was giving you some time to gather your emotions so I didn't bring it up. But I think it's about time that you come in and give me yours, Molly's, and Kasey's parents' medical history along with your information. You can choose to bring Kasey's and Molly's or they can bring it themselves." Jin said, getting right down to business.
I stopped fiddling with the package and took hold of the phone.
"Um...I was thinking...do you really need it? I mean, it's not like Molly, Kasey, or I are carrying some dormant disease that might break loose and..." I trailed off as I heard the clicking of a pen and the scratch of the ball-point pen across paper.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Writing down whatever you say. This is going to be on the record if you die while I try to save you from a deadly disease." Jin answered.
"...What time?" I sighed in defeat.
"Anytime tomorrow is good, it is on a Monday."
"Right...see you tomorrow then." I said and hung up the phone.
I gave an upset groan and laid my head on the table which, obviously, wasn't a very comfortable position when one is standing.
Still, I stayed in that stance for a good 10 minutes before finally sucking it up and smacking my hands back on the package to pry at it once more.
The tape peeled with a satisfying rip and I opened the cardboard flaps, gasping at the objects in there.
"Oh yeah! Bubble-wrap!" I shouted with glee, taking it all out at once.
I whipped it through the air to straighten it out to full-length and noticed a small piece of paper flutter from it. The little note was caught by my hand and I began to read:
Hi,
I accidentally took this with me last time. It's really for you though, so enjoy it.
Sincerely,
-Beloved
P.S.~ Don't feel bad, he'll be back soon...and I didn't write the P.S. to be funny.
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P.P.S~ ...I actually did think the P.S was funny though.
I laughed at the note. That cute little kid has a great sense of humor.
"I wonder how he knew where to send it." I hummed thoughtfully as I took a peek back inside the box.
The contents left me speechless and touched. The camera that Beloved and I used back in Winter was carefully place in the box along with an envelope that was wrapped with a cute, baby-blue cloth as a ribbon.
"Are these the pictures we took that night?" I thought aloud as I carefully slipped the blue cloth off and place it gently on my bookshelf. The envelope actually did have the pictures we took, but it also contained one other picture that I loved the best.
There, in the picture, sat Beloved with a sleepy grin on his lightly tanned face. His eyes were squinted in the smiling way, and you could tell he was thinking of something that he really loved.
"This is the best of the bunch!" I proclaimed, feeling an unknown pride swell within me. There was an empty frame on the wall, so I put his picture in it.
The rest of the pictures were placed on the shelf with the ribbon, just until I could find an album for them.
After that, I was actually feeling good enough to sleep.
One reason why I've been so slow is because...wait for it...I've finally started seriously working on my very own, original, non-fanfic story! AND, whenever it gets done I might put it up on Amazon for like...free for discovery purposes. So please, please, pleeeeeease, let me know how this was because I still really thought it wasn't very good (especially Chase's POV yuck! I had no idea how to fix it). I need your help!
I love you all! Thanks a bunch!