- Harvest Moon, A Wonderful Life -
~~ A Changed Life ~~
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~ "A Town Changed" ~
Town seemed to carry on without Seth, but things had changed with them as well. Along with Muffy and Murrey's deaths, Griffin, thinking he was responsible for Muffy's death and Takakura's condition, moved out of Forget-me-not Valley, giving the Blue Bar to Galen, who says he had a good drink-making past.
Celia, feeling greatly sorry for Seth, wanted to comfort him, but was told otherwise by Hardy.
"You should wait a while before trying to visit him," the old doctor had said. "He's... not in the best mood."
Everyone who Seth had befriended, including Vesta and Rock, had also felt bad for him. But they didn't know what to do, or if they could do anything to help him. Rock sometimes went with Seth to visit Takakura, but they never really talked much.
Some people, however, did not feel sorry for him. Like Samantha.
"He's just a self-pitied guy so full of himself he can't move on with his life," she had said. Her husband, Grant, having witnessed the incident, disagreed with her, but he wasn't very sure about his opinion.
As Rock was walking up the hill, he saw Galen and Hardy walking down.
"Don't bother," Hardy said. "He's sleeping. Even if he wasn't, he'd probably kick you out."
"I just wish he would feel better," Rock sighed. "He's got the whole town worried about him."
"He'll get better," Galen said, sounding confident. "I did."
"True," Hardy nodded. "We just have to wait. He'll pull himself together sooner or later."
Rock closed his eyes. "Yeah."
Galen checked his watch. "Hmmm. Time to open up the bar. Excuse me, gentlemen."
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Rock returned home to find Tim and Ruby waiting for him.
"Is he alright?" Tim asked.
Rock shrugged. "I don't know. Hardy said he was sleeping."
"Galen seems to have improved with his mood," Ruby said. "Do you think maybe Seth will get better?"
Rock nodded. "Everyone gets over a heartbreak."
"True," Tim agreed.
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It was mid-evening. The Blue Bar wasn't very active anymore, but still, some people went to see how good Galen was at making drinks.
Kassey sipped what Galen called a 'Fruit Punch.'
"Huh, not bad!" he commented. "What else are you good with?"
"Not much," Galen admitted. "But I try."
The door opened.
"Well, look who's here!" Kassey said. "Seth! Feeling any better?"
"Take a guess..." Seth muttered, taking a seat next to Kassey. "So, Galen, what are you got at here?"
"Try the Fruit Punch," Kassey suggested.
"Fine," Seth said. "Gimmie a Fruit Punch."
Gustafa entered. When he saw Seth he jumped. "Whoah! Seth! Good to see you!"
Seth said nothing. Gustafa took a seat next to him.
"Try not to socialize too much with him," Galen warned. "He's still... grumpy."
Gustafa's face fell. "Oh," he said. "Well..."
"A drink is good sometimes," Seth admitted. "I can't shun myself from public forever, I need my usual drink."
"Hear, hear," Kassey said.
"I've been thinking of a poem," Gustafa said. "But, I just can't find out what its based on."
"What are you writing anyway?" Kassey asked.
"Well, its kinda about the wildlife... then the scenery in Forget Valley..." Gustafa said. "Then it kinda ends there."
"Hm... you got me," Kassey said.
Seth finished his Fruit Punch. "I like it," he said. "Nice flavor. What else do you make?"
"I make two other things so far," Galen said. "I'm trying to invent more, but its not coming along. The full list so far is: Fruit Punch, Strawberry Solution, and Lemonade."
"Let me try the Strawberry Solution," Gustafa asked. "I'm thirsty!"
"Coming up," Galen said. "But I should warn you, its quite cold."
"I like things cold!" Gustafa licked his lips.
Seth placed his empty mug onto the counter. "Well, I'd better be getting back," he said. "I need to catch some sleep..."
"Well, see ya around, if you ever come back," Gustafa said.
"Bye," Kassey said.
Seth closed the door behind him.
~~ A Changed Life ~~
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~ "A Town Changed" ~
Town seemed to carry on without Seth, but things had changed with them as well. Along with Muffy and Murrey's deaths, Griffin, thinking he was responsible for Muffy's death and Takakura's condition, moved out of Forget-me-not Valley, giving the Blue Bar to Galen, who says he had a good drink-making past.
Celia, feeling greatly sorry for Seth, wanted to comfort him, but was told otherwise by Hardy.
"You should wait a while before trying to visit him," the old doctor had said. "He's... not in the best mood."
Everyone who Seth had befriended, including Vesta and Rock, had also felt bad for him. But they didn't know what to do, or if they could do anything to help him. Rock sometimes went with Seth to visit Takakura, but they never really talked much.
Some people, however, did not feel sorry for him. Like Samantha.
"He's just a self-pitied guy so full of himself he can't move on with his life," she had said. Her husband, Grant, having witnessed the incident, disagreed with her, but he wasn't very sure about his opinion.
As Rock was walking up the hill, he saw Galen and Hardy walking down.
"Don't bother," Hardy said. "He's sleeping. Even if he wasn't, he'd probably kick you out."
"I just wish he would feel better," Rock sighed. "He's got the whole town worried about him."
"He'll get better," Galen said, sounding confident. "I did."
"True," Hardy nodded. "We just have to wait. He'll pull himself together sooner or later."
Rock closed his eyes. "Yeah."
Galen checked his watch. "Hmmm. Time to open up the bar. Excuse me, gentlemen."
---
Rock returned home to find Tim and Ruby waiting for him.
"Is he alright?" Tim asked.
Rock shrugged. "I don't know. Hardy said he was sleeping."
"Galen seems to have improved with his mood," Ruby said. "Do you think maybe Seth will get better?"
Rock nodded. "Everyone gets over a heartbreak."
"True," Tim agreed.
---
It was mid-evening. The Blue Bar wasn't very active anymore, but still, some people went to see how good Galen was at making drinks.
Kassey sipped what Galen called a 'Fruit Punch.'
"Huh, not bad!" he commented. "What else are you good with?"
"Not much," Galen admitted. "But I try."
The door opened.
"Well, look who's here!" Kassey said. "Seth! Feeling any better?"
"Take a guess..." Seth muttered, taking a seat next to Kassey. "So, Galen, what are you got at here?"
"Try the Fruit Punch," Kassey suggested.
"Fine," Seth said. "Gimmie a Fruit Punch."
Gustafa entered. When he saw Seth he jumped. "Whoah! Seth! Good to see you!"
Seth said nothing. Gustafa took a seat next to him.
"Try not to socialize too much with him," Galen warned. "He's still... grumpy."
Gustafa's face fell. "Oh," he said. "Well..."
"A drink is good sometimes," Seth admitted. "I can't shun myself from public forever, I need my usual drink."
"Hear, hear," Kassey said.
"I've been thinking of a poem," Gustafa said. "But, I just can't find out what its based on."
"What are you writing anyway?" Kassey asked.
"Well, its kinda about the wildlife... then the scenery in Forget Valley..." Gustafa said. "Then it kinda ends there."
"Hm... you got me," Kassey said.
Seth finished his Fruit Punch. "I like it," he said. "Nice flavor. What else do you make?"
"I make two other things so far," Galen said. "I'm trying to invent more, but its not coming along. The full list so far is: Fruit Punch, Strawberry Solution, and Lemonade."
"Let me try the Strawberry Solution," Gustafa asked. "I'm thirsty!"
"Coming up," Galen said. "But I should warn you, its quite cold."
"I like things cold!" Gustafa licked his lips.
Seth placed his empty mug onto the counter. "Well, I'd better be getting back," he said. "I need to catch some sleep..."
"Well, see ya around, if you ever come back," Gustafa said.
"Bye," Kassey said.
Seth closed the door behind him.