SUPER RANT #5!
Well hello everyone! Wow! I'm already on chapter three! Well that may not seem so great, but I'm still going at it. I hope I'm going to end up writing a lot of chapters for this fan fiction. Wouldn't that be nice? I'm really planning that out. Sorry I haven't updated much, but school is over, and I'm back from my vacation! Yay! I was going to write stories over vacation, but I was busier then I thought, and I didn't even use my laptop at all. So here I am again, hoping to write really awesome stories! (Does that seem to kiddy of me to say?) Also thank you randomharvestmoongirl20 for pointing out my mistakes. You know I really try not to do simple mistakes like that, but I rush too much on my chapters and I forget to even read them over! But I hope now that I have more time on my hands that I can proofread now! (Smiles).
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CHAPTER THREE
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"Where have you been?" Rose's mother asked her. She was busy washing dishes, her father was probably still out, and Leo was just lying on his cushion bed like any old dog would.
"Well you see my friends and I where having a gathering, and well we lost the track of time, and um…" she was trying really hard not to reveal the box. Her mother was to busy washing the dishes to notice the box behind her. Rose was able to tiptoe her way to the stairs, and her mother glanced at her.
"Well your father wanted to take you out. You know he likes doing that. I think he was heartbroken that his girl didn't even tell him where she was going." Oh great, she was pulling out the guilt card, again.
"Oh. Then I will apologize to him as soon as I can," Rose was just trying so hard not show that box.
"Well… Goodnight!" Rose exclaimed, and ran upstairs. Was that close, or what?
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Soon it became Friday, and this time Rose was actually on time. 'She looks good, today,' Noah thought to himself. He hasn't seen her since Wednesday so it's just more reason to come.
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Ann grabbed Belle's hand, and just dragged her all the way to the Inn.
"Dad! I'm back! And the girl is a-okay!" Ann chirped. Wow, isn't she the bright one.
"Well that's great, and where not getting sued?" the man with red hair behind the counter asked. 'So is that why she came to the hospital?' Belle thought, like if is she had the money to sue right now.
"Dad I promised her to give her a free meal. She seems really hungry! Well that's what her stomach said."
"Well then, I'll start up a meal as soon as possible!" the man replied.
"Sit down Belle," Ann waved her hand out to a seat.
"Um… thank you…" Belle sat down awkwardly.
"My name is Ann O' Boyle. I work and live in this Inn, along with my dad. He's a great chef you know! Oh! I forgot, my dad's name is Doug O' Boyle. He cooks, own, and lives in the Inn," Ann was giving out a whole introductory, she talked about the people in this village, and how great the festivals are, and that she comes to almost every single one of them. She really was the talker, and Belle thought at the end of it, 'Doesn't this girl have anything else better to do?'
"Ann you seem to just be talking out her ears! Here's your food miss," Doug passed a nice, hot plate of crunchy, fried chicken with mash potatoes. Belle's stomach never felt so happy, and to go with a meal was a nice, tall, cold glass of milk.
Belle ate like a starving horse, Ann thought it was funny, Doug was just glad that his daughter at least had table manners. Then they heard the door open, and a young man with brown, long hair, and ragged looking clothes came in. It was too dark to notice his face, but he just walked upstairs without a word.
"Oh! That's Cliff Aobazuki. He lives here with us in the inn. He likes to go to the church all day, and he seems to never talk." Ann explained.
"Also, Ann seems to admire him!" Doug replied. Ann turned so red; it looked like her skin and hair matched.
"Dad, don't say that! That's embarrassing!"
"Well, don't you?" he smiled.
"I think I should be leaving," Belle announced.
"Oh, why?" Ann asked.
"Well it's getting late, and I need to rest my head. I'm going to be very busy tomorrow, since I need to work on the farm."
"Oh! You're that new farmer, eh?" Doug asked.
"Maybe I should help you too!" Ann asked.
"That's nice, but I don't want to bother you. After all you do work here," Belle refused her request.
"Nonsense, I'll come in the morning!" Ann brightens up.
"Okay…" Belle hesitated.
"I'll see you tomorrow." Ann replied. Right when Belle was going to open the door she bumped into someone! 'Will I ever have my peace?'
"Oh! Sorry there!" the man grabbed her right in time before she fell, "Are you okay?"
She looked up at him, and saw a man with a funny hat.
"Uh…" she moaned. He got her back up straight, and she left the Inn in zigzag.
"Well it was nice to meet you!" the man called out.
When she was almost home she felt a little better, but now she believes the dog just moved back in her head. 'Well I'll just get a goodnight's sleep, and I'll worry about ditzy later… She was heading right up to the corner and of course she bumps to someone else
"Oh! Sorry for bumping in to you!" today was not her day.
"It's okay. I should have been watching where I was going." Belle Finally took a look at the boy. He had blonde brownish hair, goofy glasses, headband, blue apron, green shirt, and smelled of chicken feed.
"Are you lost?" he asked.
"No, I was just heading home," she replied. Really, all she wanted to do was go home!
"Your new?" he asked with such a bright smile.
"Yes… I run the farm down south," she bluntly replied.
"Oh! You're the new farmer. Well, hello! I actually help work on the poultry farm here." That explains everything.
"Oh, do you?" she was trying to get out of his presence.
"Yeah, my name is Rick, Rick Keigun." Rick replied.
"Well my name is Belle, Belle Toscano, and I have a big day tomorrow. So I'll have to leave now."
"Alright! But if you need anything just come to the Poultry Farm!"
"I will…" in fast pacing Belle gets back home, safe and sound.
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A Quick SUPER RANT #6: Well I'm only budding in to say that Belle seems to meet most of the men in a weird way. So I'm going to make it hard for you to see which one was more romantic or more chemistry. I was trying to make her meet them like the first heart event in the game, but I had a better idea. Also I barely noticed but I put Rose's last name… that was a dumb idea. So I'm changing her name! I would delete Bou from the chapter, but I'm too lazy to reload stuff. Also I think most of the names are going to be Japanese because well that's where this game came from, and cause if you notice Rick's name means chicken so I thought that was funny (It's hard to think of names for these people, so in another language is fine). Though I hope I'm getting the translations right… Why did I do this quick rant? Because Belle is finally sleeping, and we need time to pass while she sleeps. Now she is waking! So people don't scare her from outside the computer while she wakes up. You wouldn't want someone freaking you out!
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Belle droopily wakes up under her blankets with a headache, and rubs her head to remember what happened yesterday: tall-red heads. She peers over the blankets, and rolling her eyes all around the house giving it a quick little exploring from her point view. To her this house needed serious work. A new coat of paint would be nice; floor needs to be redone; a kitchen would be lovely; some expansion maybe; new furniture; especially new bed; a good mold and… bug check; so much work, and a lot more money. How was she going to do this? And why could the town folk let this part of town go reckless?
Belle rose out of the bed slowly. As her feet touch the cold floorboards, she felt as if this can't really be her home. She rubs her eyes, yawns, and stretches out her tired muscles. She continued the morning lazily. Of course taking her medicine, changing, and checking the house for more damages (she found a lot of what she hoped not to be). Then she heard a loud and pacing knock at the door.
"Good morning Belle! It's me Ann!" Ann shouted with such glee, "I hoped you were awake!"
Belle slowly opened the door, and saw that happy glowing face of hers. She had more rough and rowdy clothing today. Well yesterday she did have tomboyish clothes, but these clothes seemed withered away.
"I brought breakfast!" She pulled out a woven basket, and from the rich smell of bread, butter, and jam, she had to let her in. Ann came through the door bouncy like, but when she saw the house she fell in grief for what horror she saw! The only luxury there was was Belle's bags. Ann felt a need to clean the house.
Ann slowly put down the basket of goods, still examining the house with such terror. Belle didn't care about what Ann thought of the house, but ounce she put down that basket she practically attacked it with hunger. She opened the basket, and smelled the great warmth of breakfast good. She looked in, and saw hot milk, toast, buttered pancakes, and scrambled eggs!
"Belle?"
"Yes?" Belle was already stuffing her face.
"Did you buy the house like this?" still she was shocked from this catastrophe.
"Yes, why?"
"You're from the city, I thought the people from the city had more taste the this. Will you fix up your house at least?"
"Maybe."
"'MAYBE'! What do you mean by 'maybe'? This house is a nightmare! I can't believe the Mayor would sell such a dump to you!"
"That's what I was thinking, but it's going to take up much money, so I'm really trying not to think about it."
"Nonsense! I bet I can get this house clean as a whistle!" Ann declared. She seemed so full of herself.
"I think it would be better if we got outside ready, first," Belle suggested.
"You're right! It looks bad out there too, and that's where your profit will be coming out of too! Okay so we work on outside first, and then the inside!" for all Belle knew it could be Ann's house instead.
"Okay that sounds okay, I guess," Belle was going with it like it was her house. You can say she was busy with the pancakes.
"We have to start!" Ann demanded, "How else are we going to finish in a month."
"A MONTH?" Belle almost choked on her pancakes, "Why a month?"
"Well don't you want to get this place done soon? And start up your farm?" she asked. That was a good question to consider, but when Ann and her finish cleaning up everything how is she going to start a farm? Also, will she be able to do more then grow a farm, but maybe a family? After all she did come here to start a new life, so what is she going to do?
"I will think about that…" Belle quietly spoke out.
"Okay then let's start!" Ann commanded.
"But I need to finish my food…" Before she can finish, Ann grabbed her and the toolbox. 'Well, isn't she super girl?' Belle whined,
"But… but… my pancakes!"
When Belle and Ann went out side they saw a middle-aged man dumping wine bottles in the trashy pasture.
Ann and Belle stopped, and were amazed how ridiculous this was.
"Wow… so this was the town's dump…" Belle retorted.
"Mr. Budoushu!" Ann shouted out.
"Oh, good morning young Ann, and what is a pretty thing doing here in the town's dump this early in the morning?" he asked with glee, clueless to their anger.
"This isn't a dump! It's my damn house!" Belle shouted out.
"Oh… I didn't know…" Mr. Budoushu replied with such embarrassment, "That explains about why there is a barn, and house…" He then quickly collected all the garbage back.
"Manna will kill me when she finds out from these girls!" Mr. Budoushu panicked on the thought of his wife scolding at him.
"Well girls, I cleaned my mess up… um I hope you can forgive me…" the now filthy man came up to the young ladies, struggling to hold his bottles.
"How long have you been doing this?" Belle noticed they were wine bottles. Is Manna his wife? Is he an alcoholic?
"My name is Duke Budoushu, and I am the owner of Aja Winery, but a lot of people call me just Duke. Ann didn't have to call me Mr. Budoushu. Your names is…"
"My name is Belle Toscano, and I own this property, and you just trashed it up more! And why haven't you answered my question?"
"Oh… what was it again?" He was trying to get out there as fast as possible.
"Never mind. Please just get off my yard…"
Well, Duke left, and so Ann and Belle start off to this journey: to clean the town's dump… um I mean Belle's pasture. When Belle was cleaning the yard she began to question herself again. How great is this farm really going to be? Will she be able to afford everything for this farm? Can two girls really clean up a chaotic dump, and make it into beautiful pastures? She tried to picture of lush green grasses; cows, sheep, a horse maybe, chickens, and her new pup roaming around; plump and juicy fruits and vegetables growing in every direction. Yes that would be a beauty of a sight, but can she do it? When Belle was questioning herself down to the ground, she bonked her soar spot on a big jagged rock.
The day was hard, rough, and enduring. Belle thought Ann and her had probably done a great job, and wanted to see their effort so far! When Ann and Belle got up there, they saw that they had done hardly anything, and saw what was really in stored for them. Hundreds of little, grassy, green weeds, miles of huge boulders and wood stumps, and Aja Wine bottles.
Hopefully, one day, Belle's dream for the farm will come true.
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"Well, duh it happens!" Judy shouts out, "Your mother is one of the richest ranchers nation wide! Towns as far as Waffle Island know your mom! Her ranch is filled with dirty riches! Rose you're the luckiest ass girl I know!"
"Um… thank you…" Rose stuttered.
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Soon, after Judy's rant about how rich Rose is, the kids noticed it was getting late, the sun was going down, and parents began to become paranoid. They all said their good-byes, but Noah wanted to walk Rose home.
"That's really an interesting diary your mom has," Noah wasn't good at conversations, but for Rose he'll try.
I think I should explain Noah a little bit. He's mostly a reserved smart young boy, and works on his studies most of the time. He has black jet hair, and sometimes wears a hat. He has his mother's bright eyes, and caring sense for people's problems. He's pretty short right now, but you can tell from his father that he'll get taller. Some people believe he'll follow the dream his own parent's had chosen, but he thinks maybe he can do something greater. Mainly right now he doesn't want to think about the future, but he'll think about Rose sometimes.
"Yes it is, don't tell anyone, but my mom doesn't know I have any of this stuff."
"You mean you stole from your mom?"
"Um… yes…"
"Rose that's bad!"
"I know! But just hush will you?"
"Okay…" Noah doesn't really like to lie, but he'll do anything for Rose.