"Hunter, wake up, we're here," grunted Takakura, roughly pulling Hunter up to his feet. Takakura helped Hunter carry his bags and led him out of the train. "Where are we? I thought I was supposed to inherit a farm in the Valley?" he queried, looking around the town. "Calm down. We're in Mineral Town. I just have to pick up something for you," Takakura grunted. Soon enough, they came to a little store, where a very pretty girl with long brown hair and blonde highlights was standing outside. "Takakura, I'll wait for you outside, okay?" Hunter said, eyeing the girl with interest. But he just grunted in reply. "Uh, hi, uh my name's Hunter," he said, feeling nervous. She turned around. Hunter was stunned. All he could do was stare. "What? Do I have something on my face?" she asked. "N-no, y-you're eyes, th-they shine like two bright emeralds on an angel's face," he said, his face getting red of stupidity. Two emeralds on an angel's face? Could you be any cornier? "Hmmm, not bad for a beginner, but just a little corny, don't you think?" she asked, giggling a little. Hunter felt his face go so red, that he thought it was on fire. It probably was. "This is how you really do it," she said, pulling his face into hers. But just as she was about to give him a kiss, he pulled away. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I like getting to know people before I kiss them," he said, face calming down. "Oh aren't you cute," she said, smirking. Before she could try again, Hunter walked off to join Takakura in the store.

Hunter found Takakura looking at a wide-range of blue feathers in glass cases, sitting on velvet cushions. "Those look similar to the one that dad gave me," he said to himself. There were all kinds of feathers. There were ones really big or really small. There were some that were thick and some were really light. There were very elegant ones and some cheap-looking ones. There were also many colors cushions. "Takakura, why are these feathers so special? I mean my dad sent one to me a few days ago," Hunter said, looking at the feathers. "Your father already bought you a Blue Feather? What color cushion was it on?" Takakura suddenly asked, finally looking at him. "Yeah, he did. It was kind of ruby-reddish. But why is it so special?" Hunter asked again. "A ruby red? Wow, your father must've spent a lot for that, it's supposed to cost 30,000G; that's the most expensive one of the bunch. Well saves me the money," Takakura said. "But why are they so special?" Hunter pressed on. "Do you need anything? I'll wait for you outside," Takakura grunted yet again, walking out of the store.

Hunter sighed took a look around the store. He pulled out his own Blue Feather and decided to compare it to the other feathers. Hunter noticed that his feather was different from the others. It was so blue yet had some light blue in it, like specks. It was so very full of color, that he couldn't describe it. "HEY, YOU SHOPLIFTER! Put that feather back! Don't you dare take that!" yelled the shopkeeper, walking towards him with a very angry expression on his face. "But I didn't-" Hunter started to protest until someone cut him off. "It's okay, Jeff. He already had one. It's his, he just pulled it out of his rucksack. I saw him," said a man with a purple bandana. The shopkeeper just walked away grumbling. "Hey, my name's Kai. You new here?" he questioned. "Uh, yea. I'm moving to Forget-Me-Not Valley to take up a farm," Hunter said, putting his feather back in his rucksack. "Forget-Me-Not Valley? That's just down the hill! Maybe I could visit you at your farm sometime?" Kai asked, eagerness all over his face. "Yeah, sure," Hunter answered, happy that he finally made a friend. "Well, I'd better be going. See ya around," he said waving good-bye to Kai.

"Okay, so a few things you need to know, there's a cow in the barn that needs naming and milking, there's a dog in your house that needs feeding, seeds that need planting, and townspeople that need greeting," said Takakura. Hunter's mouth dropped. "How about showing me around first?" he asked weakly. "Okay. Welcome to Oradell Farm" said Takakura, walking away. "Yeah, thanks for the help," muttered Hunter. He went into the barn and found a milky white cow with only one small, black spot on the middle of her forehead. He walked up to the cow and brushed it with the brush he found in the corner. "Hmmm….I wonder what to name you….how about Dot?" he asked, brushing her back. The cow merely blinked in reply. "Okaaaay, how about Betsy?" he asked again. This time the cow responded, she kicked Hunter in the groin. Hunter doubled over and let out a loud moan. "Definitely not Betsy, ow, how about…..Millie?" he tried. Hunter stepped away a little, for fear might get kicked again. But he didn't have to be scared this time because instead the cow gave a loud 'moo'. "Okay! Millie it is then," Hunter said happily. After he milked the cow and put her fodder inside the feeding box, he decided to go plant some seeds in the field. But when he went outside, he found that there were not one but three fields. One was pale-olive green, another was yellow-brownish, and the last one was rich brown. Hunter didn't know which one to plant the seeds in. "Maybe I'll plant one seed in each field and see which ones grow faster," Hunter said, taking out the seeds. "Whew, glad I got that done," he said, wiping his forehead. Just then, he felt something tugging on his jeans. When Hunter turned around, he saw that it was a floppy-eared dog. "Hey, little guy. You must be the dog Takakura was talking about. I think I'll name you Bandit, how about it?" Hunter asked, scratching the dog behind his ears. The dog barked happily and wagged his tail. "Well at least you're not as picky as Millie over there," he said, laughing as Bandit licked him all over the face.

"Helloooo? Yoohoo! Is anybody there?" a feminine voice called out. Hunter got up to see who it was. He saw a stunningly pretty girl. Hunter could only begin to describe her beauty. Golden-blonde hair that curled just right at the ends. Two emerald green eyes that shone so beautifully. Her face looked delicate and so very soft. She was also wearing a ruby red dress, lined with black laces. On top of that, she sported a baby blue sweater and wore black high-heels. "Hi! You must be the new farmer here, right?" she said walking towards him. Hunter also noticed the way she carried herself. It was like watching a model on a runway, but in slow motion. "Helloooo! Earth to new farmer! What's your name?" she asked, giggling as she waved her hand in his face. "Huh? Oh, yeah, my name's Hunter Samuels. I'm taking over my dad's farm," he said, shaking her hand. "Oh, your Old Sam's son. I'm sorry. Um, how are you dealing with it?" she asked, sympathy all over her face. "Uh…yea…I'm okay," said Hunter, looking down. There was an awkward silence. "Well let's not just stand here! I'll show you around, I bet you haven't met anyone yet have you? By the way, my name's Muffy!" she said, leading him out of the farm.

First, they came to a big hotel place. The inside was very oriental. There was a man monitoring the lobby. "Hello! New one I see. What's your name boy?" asked the man. "His name's Hunter! Isn't he sooo cute?" giggled Muffy, holding his arm. Hunter turned red. "Haha! Boy, you just got here and you're already wrangling up some girls! You've even beaten Rock's record!" exclaimed the innkeeper. "No-I'm not trying to-" Hunter started to protest. "Dude, he's only kidding, you can't really take my dad seriously," said a blonde guy, walking into the room scratching his head. "Well, anyways, my name is Tim. My wife Ruby and I run this inn. Oh, and this blondie over here is my son, Rock," said Tim. Hunter waved "hi" to all of them, except Rock who he shook hands with since he was right next to him. "I have a great idea! Why don't we throw Hunter a welcome party at Romana's villa?" suggested Ruby. "That's a great idea! I'll go tell Griffin to arrange drinks and Celia to get some veggies to cook! Oh, this is so exciting! See you later, Hunter!" squealed Muffy, excitedly running out of the inn. But at the last minute, Rock grabbed her arm and pulled her aside while Tim and Hunter conversed. "Muffy, what happened last night? I—" started Rock, question in his face. "Rock. I got to go. Bye," Muffy replied sharply, rushing away. Rock just scratched the side of his head and cocked an eyebrow.


Author's Note: Okay! So this is Chapter 3, where something suspicious is going on between Rock and Muffy. What is it you ask? Stick around for the next chapter, which is coming very soon! Oh, and a special thanks to those people who reviewed my fic!