Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon.

I laughed while Chloe showed me her new dance routine.

"Yeah! Left leg! Right leg! Kick higher Angela! Higher!" Chloe giggled as I tried, and failed, I might add, at her dance routine.

"I should go back to the farm now." I say through a frown.

"Aww. 'S okay though. You should come back when I get my new dollies!"

"I will. I have to go. Bye." I turn around and run back to my farm, where I find Mayor Hamilton, looking extremely out of place in my field of crops.

"Hello, Mayor Hamilton."

"Hello, Angela. There is something I need to show you." We go to Mayor Hamilton's house.

"It's up here." He says walking up the stairs behind me. We conclude our walk at a small door that Mayor Hamilton opens and hastily pushes my through. I hear the lock click and I knew that everything was going downhill from here. "Will you give me some of you're hair?"

"No."

"I need it for dolls."

"Dolls?" Chloe's dolls?!

"Yes, dolls. Some for me, some for Chloe."

"…No." I look at my surroundings. I was in what appeared to be... Gill's room?! I look around, in search for a way to escape. An open window! I look out. I see people. "Help! Help! Help!" I yell. Gill walks by, slowly. I peeks my head out of the window. "Gill!" He looks up, startled by the female voice coming from his room. "Help!"

"Hey! What are you doing up there?"

"It's a really long story. Can you just help me out?"

He sighs, obviously frustrated, "Not you too." He murmurs to himself. "Is there a key up there?" He says audibly.

I scan the room. Ah! A key! I grab the key, "Throw it?"

"Yeah." I throw the key to Gill and he catches it. "Wait there." He runs out of my view. I fidget impatiently while I wait for him. I'm kind of like Rapunzel. A few minutes later Gill bursts thorough the door. "Ah. Come on now. We need to get out before he spots…us. Darn."

"Hey! I'm almost done with her doll! Just a little bit more hair?" The corpulent mayor begs, while trying to imitate Chloe's mastery of the pout. "Please?"

"No," I object.

"Father," Gill commands in a serious tone," What have I told you about locking people in my room just so you can take their hair?"

"Not to do it. But I'm the father, so I make the rules, Gilbert."

"Alright, but look what I have…" He says, pulling out some of what looks to be Maya, the Inn Keeper's daughter and terrible cook's cooking.

Mayor Hamilton's eyes widen," A f-failed dish?" At this point, he makes a horrible sound too strange to describe.

"Go, go, go," Gill urges, and with a light push, I was sprinting down the stairs and out the door.

" Thank you!" I yell back to Gill. I hurry back to my farm as fast as my scrawny legs would carry me. Possibly the saddest part of my interesting experience was that none of my farm work was done. I slowly start my tasks, but I'm just not motivated. I know what will get me motivated, though. I hurry inside and peek in my freezer. Ice! I grab a lot of cubes, and then stick them down my pants. Cold! I hurry outside to get my farm work done while chanting," Cold, cold, cold…" And jumping around like an idiot.

"…What are you doing?" A male voice sneers behind me. Gill.

"Can't talk… ice in pants. Cold." I stutter in fragments.

"…Why is there ice in your pants?"

"Motivation." I state briefly, while leaping around my strawberries.

"….Okay. Make sure you lock your door. My father might try to steal your hair."

"What…ever." I hear footsteps walking away as I hop to the chicken coop, but my chickens are fast asleep. I try to hop as quietly as possible, but, unfortunately, I failed miserably and get pecked out of the coop by four angry chickens. Seeing as I tried to feed the chickens, and my work was done I leap to my house to remove the cold, and now melting ice. "Ahhhh," I sigh as I relocate the ice into the sink. Being tired and bruised, I leap into bed, without locking my door, mind you, just to spite Gill.

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