A Wedding
A/N: Okay, I hope you guys really like this story, because it seems that I'm really into it now. I haven't liked one of my stories so much before. There are a few more chapters after this, I think around four or five. I'm not sure though. Anyhow, just expect the story to be up completely by the end of the week because I'm on a roll.
P.S. I'm afraid the rating may change at one point of time in the story.
I decided that after I was permitted to take tours of Jack's farm from the farmer himself, he wasn't so bad. In fact, I was really starting to like him. I hadn't talked to Celia or Nami about Jack unless they started talking about him. None of them had anything to say about him yet than he was kind and happy. (This irked Nami a bit from what she told me. But that really doesn't surprise me.)
The next morning went abnormally slow and boring, (well the boring part was usually the case any other day) and I wasn't very alert. I wasn't much of myself that day. I hadn't spoken much and usually answered with a "yes" or a "no" or maybe a sigh or laugh. Gustafa found it difficult to talk to me when he asked me how life was treating me. When I answered him with a yes, then a sigh, he looked at me rather bewildered. Needless to say, he didn't talk to me much thereafter.
It was three o'clock when I hadn't any idea what I was thinking, or what I was doing. That was until I dropped a glass goblet onto the floor and it shattered into thousands of tiny pieces. "Muffy, are you alright?" Asked Carter and Griffin who were very near the glass. I nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. It just slipped out of my hand."
"These things happen. Clean it up and we'll give Carter his drink." Griffin said.
But it wasn't too much later until I dropped another.
"Not again..." Moaned Griffin, and he picked all the shards up instead of having me do it. "Try and be a little more careful Muffy."
"Yes Griffin." I said. "I'm sorry, I'm just really preoccupied."
"Yeah well, un-preoccupy yourself. We're really busy." The bartender pointed out, and I realized that most of the people in the bar were constantly looking back at me then away just as I gazed at them. Hardy was the person staring the most, not that I think he had anything to stare at.
Then I dropped another.
Another glass shattered on the floor and I heard Griffin mumble out a sigh. I looked at him helplessly and bent down to clean up the sharp shards of the mug. Griffin just turned around and took Gustafa's order and he too was looking at me with a frown.
"Excuse me, Griffin? Can I possibly go outside for some air?"
"Yeah, I don't want you breaking anything else..." Griffin said, and turned his back to me as I went out into the door. I opened just in time to see the surprised face of the farmer just up the hill. Frustration was obviously still in my eyes and Jacks' expression turned to a worried one.
"Oh, I'm sorry Jack. I just...came...came...came out for some air." I said, struggling for words to hide that fact that broke three dishes back in the Blue Bar.
"What's wrong?" Jack asked, concerned. "You look really upset."
"Well..." I said, straightening out my jacket, and then Jack grabbed my hand. It was bleeding slightly in the middle of my thumb. A small shard of glass was stuck in the skin. I hadn't noticed it.
"That looks uncomfortable." Jack said, and he simply pulled it out of my hand and drew out a small rag from his pocket. He wrapped it around my thumb and tied a knot.
"There."
"It's just that I've been feeling really low and unnatural lately. I haven't been paying attention much..."
"We all have those days. Don't worry about it. You'll feel better in the morning I promise. And if you don't, just come see me. I could use some company. Pogo doesn't do much and the cows just eat and sleep most of the time."
I smiled. "Thank you Jack. Do you want to go in?"
"Yeah, let's go." Jack said, and he opened the door for me and we went in together. Jack was greeted by many of the people inside the bar, even Marlin who was usually unsociable. I too received a greeting or so, but not one so hearty as the one's Jack received. I didn't feel disappointed about it though.
Jack sat down on a stool, ordered a moon trip and I spent most of the time conversing with him and the rest of the people in the bar. I dropped no more glasses and I also felt better. I don't know what I was worried about, but it was gone now and I didn't have to worry about it that much.
Most everyone had cleared out into the air of Forget-Me-Not Valley from the Blue Bar. That is with the exception of Jack, Griffin and myself. We talked for hours about our past and what we were planning to do, but I think each of us was hiding a factor of our lives from each other.
"Hey, Muffy, don't you have to go to your friends wedding tomorrow?"
"Shoot, I forgot. I'd better get some sleep then."
"Good-night Muffy." Said Jack who waved a sad goodbye of his hand.
"Good-Night Jack." And with that I ran off to bed, washed my make-up off, put my hair in curlers and went to sleep.
Seeing as how the wedding was supposed to be held in Mineral Town, I had to get up and ready earlier than I ever had. I'd also have to quietly go past Griffins' bed so as not to wake him. He was sleeping peacefully when I left and I began my journey up the large hill.
In the first light of the morning in the town, I felt the fall coolness more than I ever had, and it was a very chill feeling. I heard the bells ringing out in the distance nevertheless, and I quickly began to walk to the church, my coat clutched to my body in the cold. The large church doors were wide open and the organ was playing beautifully in the sereneness of the area.
"Muffy!" Cried a friend of mine, her short black hair adorned with a red ribbon, matching her skirt. "Hello Elena. How are you?" "I'm fine. Oh, I'm glad you could make it. We've missed you! We were all surprised when it came to Dominique getting married..."
And that's all I heard before I drifted off into thought. It had been not too long ago when I was here, being with my friends and working in the city at a secretary. However, I couldn't stay in the city for long, and I went to work in the Blue Bar. Though, I was sure my friends didn't think any less of me.
The thoughts kept running through my head even during the wedding, when the loud organ was still playing and Dominique and her husband were sharing their first kiss as husband and wife. I wasn't paying attention and I was mostly wondering about if I'd have a wedding at all. Elena had to pull me back to earth when she said something about the reception.
"So, Muffy? How are you? We haven't seen you in a long time."
"I'm fine. I've just been busy."
"Where do you work now?"
"A bar. It's called the Blue Bar in Forget-Me-Not Valley."
My friends looked at one another and gave a snort of laughter and then broke out into complete hilarity.
"You work in a bar, Muffy?"
"Honestly, and do you have a husband?" Elena asked, wiping tears away from her eyes.
"No. I don't." I said, turning red and ashamed. "You know, I have to go." I said, grabbing my things and going out of the door of the reception hall. I slowly ventured back home, walking down the road with my head faced downward. I stopped at the bridge and gave a loud crestfallen sigh.
"Am I really that pathetic? Do I belong here?" I questioned myself. I abused myself with questions that had a negative point, and that made me feel only worse.
"Muffy?" Came the voice of Jack.
I swept around quickly, trying to cover my oncoming tears. He had a worried and baffled look. "Oh, hello Jack." I said calmly.
"Is something wrong? How did the wedding go?"
"Oh, it went okay...actually...it didn't go too well for me actually. They thought it was silly to be working at a bar and they missed me back at town. Where do you think I belong?" I asked Jack suddenly. He didn't hesitate with his answer.
"Forget-Me-Not Valley." He said simply and gave me a smile.
"You're right. I'm going live here and grow old here. I have plenty of friends here, and they don't criticize what I do here in the valley."
"Right."
"Thank you Jack." I said, and I gave him a hug. He returned it and I began to walk back to the bar.
It seemed like everything was all right now. It seemed like I had all the friends that I needed and that Forget-Me-Not Valley, that was until the following night.
That was when I knew.
A/N: Okay, I hope you guys really like this story, because it seems that I'm really into it now. I haven't liked one of my stories so much before. There are a few more chapters after this, I think around four or five. I'm not sure though. Anyhow, just expect the story to be up completely by the end of the week because I'm on a roll.
P.S. I'm afraid the rating may change at one point of time in the story.
I decided that after I was permitted to take tours of Jack's farm from the farmer himself, he wasn't so bad. In fact, I was really starting to like him. I hadn't talked to Celia or Nami about Jack unless they started talking about him. None of them had anything to say about him yet than he was kind and happy. (This irked Nami a bit from what she told me. But that really doesn't surprise me.)
The next morning went abnormally slow and boring, (well the boring part was usually the case any other day) and I wasn't very alert. I wasn't much of myself that day. I hadn't spoken much and usually answered with a "yes" or a "no" or maybe a sigh or laugh. Gustafa found it difficult to talk to me when he asked me how life was treating me. When I answered him with a yes, then a sigh, he looked at me rather bewildered. Needless to say, he didn't talk to me much thereafter.
It was three o'clock when I hadn't any idea what I was thinking, or what I was doing. That was until I dropped a glass goblet onto the floor and it shattered into thousands of tiny pieces. "Muffy, are you alright?" Asked Carter and Griffin who were very near the glass. I nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. It just slipped out of my hand."
"These things happen. Clean it up and we'll give Carter his drink." Griffin said.
But it wasn't too much later until I dropped another.
"Not again..." Moaned Griffin, and he picked all the shards up instead of having me do it. "Try and be a little more careful Muffy."
"Yes Griffin." I said. "I'm sorry, I'm just really preoccupied."
"Yeah well, un-preoccupy yourself. We're really busy." The bartender pointed out, and I realized that most of the people in the bar were constantly looking back at me then away just as I gazed at them. Hardy was the person staring the most, not that I think he had anything to stare at.
Then I dropped another.
Another glass shattered on the floor and I heard Griffin mumble out a sigh. I looked at him helplessly and bent down to clean up the sharp shards of the mug. Griffin just turned around and took Gustafa's order and he too was looking at me with a frown.
"Excuse me, Griffin? Can I possibly go outside for some air?"
"Yeah, I don't want you breaking anything else..." Griffin said, and turned his back to me as I went out into the door. I opened just in time to see the surprised face of the farmer just up the hill. Frustration was obviously still in my eyes and Jacks' expression turned to a worried one.
"Oh, I'm sorry Jack. I just...came...came...came out for some air." I said, struggling for words to hide that fact that broke three dishes back in the Blue Bar.
"What's wrong?" Jack asked, concerned. "You look really upset."
"Well..." I said, straightening out my jacket, and then Jack grabbed my hand. It was bleeding slightly in the middle of my thumb. A small shard of glass was stuck in the skin. I hadn't noticed it.
"That looks uncomfortable." Jack said, and he simply pulled it out of my hand and drew out a small rag from his pocket. He wrapped it around my thumb and tied a knot.
"There."
"It's just that I've been feeling really low and unnatural lately. I haven't been paying attention much..."
"We all have those days. Don't worry about it. You'll feel better in the morning I promise. And if you don't, just come see me. I could use some company. Pogo doesn't do much and the cows just eat and sleep most of the time."
I smiled. "Thank you Jack. Do you want to go in?"
"Yeah, let's go." Jack said, and he opened the door for me and we went in together. Jack was greeted by many of the people inside the bar, even Marlin who was usually unsociable. I too received a greeting or so, but not one so hearty as the one's Jack received. I didn't feel disappointed about it though.
Jack sat down on a stool, ordered a moon trip and I spent most of the time conversing with him and the rest of the people in the bar. I dropped no more glasses and I also felt better. I don't know what I was worried about, but it was gone now and I didn't have to worry about it that much.
Most everyone had cleared out into the air of Forget-Me-Not Valley from the Blue Bar. That is with the exception of Jack, Griffin and myself. We talked for hours about our past and what we were planning to do, but I think each of us was hiding a factor of our lives from each other.
"Hey, Muffy, don't you have to go to your friends wedding tomorrow?"
"Shoot, I forgot. I'd better get some sleep then."
"Good-night Muffy." Said Jack who waved a sad goodbye of his hand.
"Good-Night Jack." And with that I ran off to bed, washed my make-up off, put my hair in curlers and went to sleep.
Seeing as how the wedding was supposed to be held in Mineral Town, I had to get up and ready earlier than I ever had. I'd also have to quietly go past Griffins' bed so as not to wake him. He was sleeping peacefully when I left and I began my journey up the large hill.
In the first light of the morning in the town, I felt the fall coolness more than I ever had, and it was a very chill feeling. I heard the bells ringing out in the distance nevertheless, and I quickly began to walk to the church, my coat clutched to my body in the cold. The large church doors were wide open and the organ was playing beautifully in the sereneness of the area.
"Muffy!" Cried a friend of mine, her short black hair adorned with a red ribbon, matching her skirt. "Hello Elena. How are you?" "I'm fine. Oh, I'm glad you could make it. We've missed you! We were all surprised when it came to Dominique getting married..."
And that's all I heard before I drifted off into thought. It had been not too long ago when I was here, being with my friends and working in the city at a secretary. However, I couldn't stay in the city for long, and I went to work in the Blue Bar. Though, I was sure my friends didn't think any less of me.
The thoughts kept running through my head even during the wedding, when the loud organ was still playing and Dominique and her husband were sharing their first kiss as husband and wife. I wasn't paying attention and I was mostly wondering about if I'd have a wedding at all. Elena had to pull me back to earth when she said something about the reception.
"So, Muffy? How are you? We haven't seen you in a long time."
"I'm fine. I've just been busy."
"Where do you work now?"
"A bar. It's called the Blue Bar in Forget-Me-Not Valley."
My friends looked at one another and gave a snort of laughter and then broke out into complete hilarity.
"You work in a bar, Muffy?"
"Honestly, and do you have a husband?" Elena asked, wiping tears away from her eyes.
"No. I don't." I said, turning red and ashamed. "You know, I have to go." I said, grabbing my things and going out of the door of the reception hall. I slowly ventured back home, walking down the road with my head faced downward. I stopped at the bridge and gave a loud crestfallen sigh.
"Am I really that pathetic? Do I belong here?" I questioned myself. I abused myself with questions that had a negative point, and that made me feel only worse.
"Muffy?" Came the voice of Jack.
I swept around quickly, trying to cover my oncoming tears. He had a worried and baffled look. "Oh, hello Jack." I said calmly.
"Is something wrong? How did the wedding go?"
"Oh, it went okay...actually...it didn't go too well for me actually. They thought it was silly to be working at a bar and they missed me back at town. Where do you think I belong?" I asked Jack suddenly. He didn't hesitate with his answer.
"Forget-Me-Not Valley." He said simply and gave me a smile.
"You're right. I'm going live here and grow old here. I have plenty of friends here, and they don't criticize what I do here in the valley."
"Right."
"Thank you Jack." I said, and I gave him a hug. He returned it and I began to walk back to the bar.
It seemed like everything was all right now. It seemed like I had all the friends that I needed and that Forget-Me-Not Valley, that was until the following night.
That was when I knew.