Hroondeel's Notes

Just like I promised, I'll try to make this chapter nice n' long. Happy reading! Reviewers say that I rushed everything, because maybe I did. I have something planned out for Shelly…and you'll realize she's far from a mary-sue. That'll be in a while, but I already wrote the chapter. But you should really say something good and something bad, not just one.

---3:00 PM- Poultry Farm

"Lillia-san? You asked to see me?" I said politely, approaching Lillia, the shopkeeper of the Poultry Farm politely. She was in poor health, so I always treated her with great respect, and hoped I would never hurt her feelings.

"Yes, dear. Thank you for coming. I was getting a bit worried too…"

"Oh! I didn't trouble you, did I? I'm so, so sorry! I promise I'll never do such a-…"

"It's okay, it's okay…I wasn't that worried." Lillia said, smiling calmly. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well…one of our eggs hatched today." Lillia said.

"Oh, that's great! Congratulations!"

"No…no…this is really common. We have so many chickens, we don't know what to do with them." I blushed a bit in embarrassment.

"You see…there's this chick…it, well, it's really frail, and it has only one wing. I guess something came up while it was still an egg. Apparently, no one wants to buy it, so I'll give it to you free of charge, since you own the farm."

"Thank you so much! I mean it, really." Lillia smiled.

"It's in the coop. I'll go get it."

"I'll come with you!"

"Alright." I followed, close at her heels to the chicken coop. When Lillia opened the door, I realized how many chickens there really were…hundreds! Some were eating feed, some were walking around, some were taking a nap.

"They're so cute!" I said. Most of them were white, but some were black, beige, and brown. Lillia led us to yet another room; this one was very small and had tiny pieces of birdseed around the floor. There were many little, yellow chicks scampering around.

"Awww!" I noticed Rick, who was scattering the birdseed.

"Hey, Shelly. Mom, is she Hima's new owner?" He said, smiling at Shelly.

"Yes, she is. I'm happy we made it in time…" Lillia had a look of worry on her face. Shelly looked from Rick to Lillia, trying to find out what they were talking about. So, instead of trying to listen, she glanced at the chicks. They all scurried to where Rick dumped a lot of birdseed, squeezing and pushing.

"Wow…they sure are competitive…" Shelly said to herself. Lillia and Rick didn't notice, as they were deep in conversation.

"Oh!" she said, noticing a small, underweight chicklet trying to run as fast as the little thing could, so it would at least would get a single piece of birdseed before it was all gone. Shelly noted that its little fuzz was e very thin and scraggly. One some spots, it was even bald. It finally came to the mob of other chicks, and tried pushing its way to the spot of feed they were all swarming over. But instead, the other chicks violently pushed it aside.

"The poor thing!" Shelly blurted out, rushing to the chick and picking it up in her hands. Rick and Lilllia turned to her.

"I guess you've met Himawari, huh?" Rick asked.

"Why do they treat him like that!" Shelly blurted out.

"I don't really know. Probably because he's weaker than the others and all…so they think they can bully him around." Lillia said with a sigh. Shelly looked at the chick with pity in her eyes as she petted its tiny little head.

"But anyways…I know he isn't much…but will you take him?" Lillia asked.

"Of course!" Shelly said,

----8:00 PM The Inn

"More drinks, Karen?" Gawd. Dad can be so annoying. I nodded, as Ann handed me a beer. I picked it up and drank it down. When I finished, all in one gulp, I slammed the mug onto the counter.

"Don't you think you're drinking too much?" Ann asked. I wiped my mouth on my hand as I replied,

"Nah. My body's used to this amount of liquor." Ann laughed, as she handed some wine to Saibara. Poor Ann. I told her to get another job than being Doug's maid and waitress, but she said that she couldn't do a thing like that. Doug, her dad, owns the Inn, and Ann is his daughter. Sometimes, it amazes me how that girl could keep smiling. Her mom died, she is forced to clean and serve food, and she barely gets to go out with all of her work. If it were I, I'd pull a big tantrum until I got my way.

I always manage to go the Inn to get a drink at night. Some times, when it's closed, I go to walk at the beach. But most of the time, the Inn is open, so I go happily get a drink.

My family can be so annoying; especially my dad and his damn stomach aches. Mary says that her parents are really weird, especially her dad, Basil. Popuri doesn't talk about her family much, as her dad left her mom to find a flower in a desert…to cure her disease. Ann says that her dad can be embarrassing and annoying, especially when he bugs her to be more feminine. Elli is always saying how sweet her grandmother Ellen is, but how annoying her little brother Stu can be. And Shelly…Shelly…What about her family?

--- 9:47 PM Mary's Library

That's it. I can't concentrate, so I might as well give up. I slammed my book closed, and turned off my flashlight. I turned to my side, and wrapped my blanket around myself. I heard my parents sleeping soundly to my right, and I could see the silhouettes of many books and potted plants on the walls. There was barely enough room for MY stuff. My mom's cooking books were in the kitchen cabinet, and Dad's stuff took up upstairs. Of course, I don't mind his stuff, as I love reading his books, and I had inherited his love for plants. I don't really care about cooking, but Mom's so nice, I couldn't ever hold a grudge against her!

But what I was really thinking of was Gray…and the new farmer girl, Shelly. I can't help having special feelings for Gray, and I also can't help Shelly will steal him away. At first she seemed so innocent and cute, now I know otherwise…how she stood up to Saibara…That's no innocence. That's why my goal is to get Gray as soon as possible. I know I sound a bit foolish…but what else could a woman do when she's in love?

--- 11:03 PM The Inn

All of the people who come to drink at eight o' clock have finally left. Thank God, what idiots. I could hear Duke and Doug laughing loudly, Jeff whining, and Karen shouting for him to shut up. Thankfully Doug has locked up the Inn so no more idiots can come in.

I'm just happy Mary doesn't know about this, or even better, Shelly. Mary would probably freak out once she knew I wasn't staying with my grandpa, but at the Inn. Grandpa says he doesn't have enough room, and doesn't bother making any.

As for Shelly…She'd…I don't know. I just know I wouldn't want to tell her, that's all.

"Hi!" Ann's familiar, cheery voice chirped. I put my hand up in saying hello. Cliff smiled, blushing. She came into our room, mop and bucket in hand.

"So, how's it going?" she asked, putting down her bucket.

"Fine, I guess." I said dully.

"Good!" Cliff said, his face still pink. It's obvious he likes her, so he can stop being so stupid!

"That's nice!" Ann replied, dipping the mop in the bucket and mopping the floor. Now, Ann's a tough cookie…you never know what she's feeling because she's always smiling.

"An-n-n?" Cliff asked shakily, his face red, and he was staring at a very interesting floorboard.

"Yes?"

"I-I-…I like your hair." I could almost see the spirits leaving Cliff in embarrassment.

"Oh, well, thanks." Ann said, smiling, and continued mopping the floor. Cliff continued staring at the floor.

GOMEN NASAI! I'm sorry for no updates! I was in japan…