A/N I'm back!! Ok this chapter is way longer. Hopefully you think it's funny in some places too. Please review! Ok now read on. :-p

Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon. The phrase "home skillet biscuit" comes from my lovely friend. Thanks Trinity!!

Claire's POV

What was that noise. If they don't stop they are most likely going to end up dead.

I opened my eyes sleepily. Ann. Banging pots together.

"ANN!!" I screeched. "WHAT THE FREAK!!" She giggled.

"You're FINALLY awake!"

"Well duh." I stated, rolling my eyes.

"Did you know you sleep like a rock?" She asked, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Whatever." I was grumpy she had waken me up.

Ann and I had stayed up practically all night, watching movies, drinking soda, keeping the boys up. I thought back.

"Hey Claire. You know what's incredibly fun?"

"What?" I yawned. She didn't answer, but instead beckoned me over by the wall. She then pounded, hard. I jumped at the loud sound.

"Jeez, Ann. What did the poor wall ever do to you?" I asked. She held up her finger to her lips. Then she banged it again.

"SHUT UP ANN WE'RE TRYING TO SLEEP!!" I heard a yell and what sounded like a body falling to the floor. Ann had a laughing fit.

"Who is that?" I asked, a little afraid.

"Don't worry. It's just Gray and Cliff."

"Who?" I asked again.

"Gray and Cliff. They're about our age. Gray works at the Blacksmith's shop, he's the one that yelled. Cliff helps out at the Winery with Duke and Manna. He's the one that fell out of his bed." With that she burst into hysterics once more.

Yeah, we had done that basically all night. I didn't think I would be on Gray and Cliff's good sides after that.

"Come on. Breakfast is ready." Ann said loudly, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I followed her down stairs into the kitchen. I was vaguely aware I was still in my pajamas, but no one was really even here anyways.

We had pancakes and sausage that morning. Delicious ones I might add. After we had finished, Ann excused herself by saying she needed to go help her dad now. I just sat on the table, drumming my fingers.

Ah. Now back to reality.

WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!

I couldn't stay at the Inn the whole entire time. I had no money and I couldn't ask that of Ann. I didn't think I could afford the trip home though either. And so I sat, debating my choices. What I didn't notice was the all-too-familiar face walk in.

Jack's POV

I walked into the Inn, hoping she would be there. I spotted her at the middle table. Why was I here again? That's right. My conscience couldn't even wait until noon. I approached the blond carefully, but when I got close enough I re-thought coming back later. She was wearing tiny short-shorts and a super tight top that left her midriff bare.

"Um...C-Claire?" Her head snapped towards me.

"Son of a home skillet biscuit! Don't sneak up on me like that!" then she seemed to realize who it was and narrowed her eyes.

"You. What do you want?" She asked forcefully, standing up fully and stepping in closer to me. Suddenly her eyes widened and she lost her menacing tone.

"Why are you so red?" I didn't say anything but closed my eyes tilted my head down. I opened my eyes just in time to see her turn as red as me, if not redder, and storm upstairs. I heard a door slam not to long after that. I shook my head in disbelief. That was twice now. The Harvest Goddess was against me.

A/N Ok, not that much longer but it was longer GOSH. Ok so now you're done, and all you have to do is hit that little button that has the words "submit review" on it!! Pretty please :3