Harvest Moon: Magical Memories

Chapter Two:

Luna opened her eyes. Her pigtails shielded her face still damp from the rain. She sat up, the taste of blood in her mouth. A pain shot up her leg. Crying out, she clutched her leg, wincing. Her head felt swollen and a headache had found its way into her brain, aching and disrupting her thoughts. Where am I? Where's...

"Excuse me but... are you alright?"

"Huh?"

"Are you al-"

"No I heard you but-" It's- this... can't be happening! "This isn't real." The man stared back at her blankly.

"Not real? I'm sorry but, is something wrong?"

"Yeah something's wrong! Jesus, you're a frickin' Harvest Moon character!" He was a stout man, garbed in red from his shoes to his tall hat. "You're not real! And this-!" She gasped. Finally she realized where she had woken up. "I'm in the town square! This is where the festivals are!" She stood, all the pain dissolving away. "There's no way! This is so COOL!" She laughed,twirling around the quaint square.

"Ahem... err..." He fidgeted, watching herspin around. "It's nice to see you're doing fine. Are you moving here?" She stopped in her tracks, turning back to face this man she had known from many of the games.

"No... I uh..." Why not? I mean... this could be a dream. Yeah. A dream. And then why can't I have fun? I mean, you only live in Flower Bud Village once, right? "Uh... do you know where uh... Kansas is?" Ok, I know most people know where Kansas is but-

"No." He stared blankly at her.

"You- so you don't know? Illinois? Florida? California?"

"Huh?" Luna sank slowly to the ground, clutching her knees. It could still be a dream. Can't it?

"Uh... can you please um... pinch me?" I could pinch myself but that doesn't always work. I figure if he can touch me, it's real.

"What?" He laughed at this, then decided to ignore the question altogether. "So are you moving in? We have three very good spaces of land available and-"

"Yeah I'll take the town one."

"How did you-?" Then he registered her answer. His face lit up with glee, smiling widely, he replied, "Perfect! Well then, let me show you to your house!"

"Really..." she returned weakly, "I can find it myself. Just... give me the deed or whatever..."

"Well... ok." He helped her up, pointing the way to a place shecould find even in her dreams.

Two hours later, Luna sank onto the bed, eyes shining with the threat of tears. She wondered whether she'd get home, whether she'd see her family, whether- She pushed all thoughts from her mind, standing up. "OUCH! Hey!" She bent down, her bare foot stepping up in surprise. A Skittle. A Skittle sat on the floor, hard and round, purple and perfect. She picked it up, still frowning. -whether I'll ever see him again. She closed her eyes and fell back down onto the bed, confused and hurt, her fist wrapped tightly around the purple Skittle.
As she opened the door, a knock resounded. She frowned, tugging open the door. Kurt stood before her, eyes cast downward, a blush written across his face.

"I miss you, Luna."

"Huh?"

"Please... Luna... I'm so sorry..."

"Kurt? What are you-?"

"It's all my fault." He whimpered, eyes still cast down. She simply stared at him, utterly confused. "Luna..."

"WHOA!" She bolted upright, her heart thundering in her chest. "That definitely wasn't Kurt. Kurt doesn't go around saying things like that! Then again I never did get him to the eighth heart level..." She trailed off, remembering this wasn't her ordinary dream of Harvest Moon, this wasn't her bed, this wasn't her home. "Home." She sighed, swinging her feet off the bed. 6 sharp. "It's always six!" She groaned and trudged toward the door, realizing she had slept in her clothesyet hardly caring.

As she opened the door, a knock resounded. She frowned, tugging open the door.

"Kurt?" She cried, then blushed. "Oh... err..." About to apologize, she was interrupted.

"No! Ellen!" Ellen smiled cheerfully. "I was just wondering if you want this!" She shoved a dog towards her. It was small and pathetic looking. It whined and struggled against herfirm grip.

"Yeah. Sure!" She smiled, not wanting to be rude. She took the dog gently.

"What'll you name it?"

"I-uh..." Oh crud... what'd I name the dog in my game? Uh... geez I'm so bad at names... "Skruskru." Not exactly the best name I've made up on spot but it'll do.

"Skruskru." For a moment, Luna thought she'd burst out laughing. Of course, this wasn't Ellen's nature, and a moment later, she was smiling, already walking down the path. "See ya, Luna!" She called out, waving and laughing in the sharp morning sunlight.

The dog lazed around the house, not moving. It simply stretched, rolled over, then fell back asleep. "Stupid dog. Why even bother?" She left for a second time, hoping no knocking would interrupt this exit.

She decided she'd visit Kurt. She didn't know what the dream meant but... she just needed to see him.

"Kurt?" She said, opening the door.

A dark figure stood at the counter, head bent down, apparently busy. "Kurt?" She said once more.

"Nope. Woody." The man stood up suddenly from his place. He smiled at this own little joke, seeing as he was covered in sawdust. Carrying a log, he came round to the front of the counter. "What can I do for ya?"

"Uh... hi. Is uh... is Kurt here?"

"Kurt? Oh... he's in the mines. You know? The-"

"Yes. I know. Thank you very much."

"Are you sure you don't need anything?" He called as she ran out the door.

Making her way over to the mines, she saw him.

Shaggy purple hair, dark eyes lowered to the ground, he was holding his hat, wiping sweat off his forehead. He turned slowly, catching her eyes on his. A cold chill swept through her and she cried out in pain, clutching her leg. When she looked back up, the door to a large house was closing and the dark figure was no where to be found.

Diary, Day One

Shit. I saw a frickin' stone fairy, tiny elves, and my leg kills every time I look into my rival's eyes. I can't wake up from this nightmare and I want to go home! Underlining these last words three times each, she slammed down her diary's cover and rolled over in bed, snapping her eyes shut and cursing under her breath. Stupid fairy. Maybe it was her that brought me here... I didn't even get to see Kurt today. I've decided I don't even really want to. I mean, he's so cold. And it was only a dream. He's just so- so... She sighed, turning over again. And I mean, just because I dream he knows something doesn't mean he does. She shifted. And I'm going poor. What if I die here? Would mom even know I was gone? I really miss- Skruskru barked loudly in his sleep, stretching and shuffling on the floor. She turned over again. Her leg ached gently as she thought of everything that happened. Where am I...?Oh god... I feel so alone.