A/N: This week passed so quickly! Not that I'm complaining that it's the weekend though.
It had been twenty minutes since they had started working, and Gill had already started to complain. Angela, however, ran a tight ship when it came to work, pulling weeds out with ease, and quickly cleared the field of them. As she started to plant buckwheat seeds, Gill stood up.
"Don't you think it's about time to take a break? We've been out here for an hour," he complained, brushing off some dirt from his sleeves. Angela gave him a look that said "Are you kidding me?"
"It's been twenty minutes, Gilly dearest. With your work ethic, I'd expect better than less than an hour of 'hard labor' to tire you out. And we're not even to the animals yet." Gill's eyes widened at this. Him? Barn animals? Never in his life had he imagined setting foot in a barn. But there he was, holding a chicken with his bare hands.
"You…You do this every day without gagging?" Gill asked, holding the chicken as far as possible away from his face with his head turned. She looked at him questioningly.
"Of course! Just look at this little guy's face," she exclaimed as she picked up a tiny yellow chick, "This is Mr. Feathers!" Angela held out the baby chicken to Gill. He reached out a hand hesitantly to pat it on the head. "Oh come on, he's not going to hurt you, Gill." The chick blinked, unaware of why he was in his human mother's hand for so long, didn't know who this stranger was. He flapped his wings, frustrated. "Aw, see? You made him sad." She put Mr. Feathers into the palm of his hand. Angela paused for a moment. "Did we ever explain to Julius and Candace what happened?"
"We probably should, you're right, let's go right now," he replied immediately, putting the chick back down. She laughed quietly at his sudden determination. Holding hands, as usual, they walked into town to pay Candace a visit. Angela saw two familiar faces pass her; faces you'd never expect to see together.
"Is that…Bo and Luna?" She whispered as the, as far as she knew, couple strolled by. "How adorable! I always knew they would look good together." Bo glanced at Angela, who smiled at him, feeling a sense of pride, as if he was her baby brother. "Isn't she a little old for him though?" She asked, quieter than before. "Isn't Bo like twelve years old?" Gill shrugged. Bo's age was kind of an enigma, like Luna's. The door to Sonata Tailoring opened with the tinkling of a small bell. "Listen…Candace, I have to explain something." Candace seemed to pick up on it fairly quickly, and looked up curiously.
"The thing that happened… two weeks ago?"
"Yeah. See, I was just trying to get you and Julius together. Gill came here to tell you, and when I went to tell Julius, the bridge snapped and he didn't get to see you in time, and you sat there alone, and I'm really really sorry!" She was out of breath by the time she finished explaining. Angela took another breath, "And Julius really likes you and I know you like him too and I know this was a really bad idea." The tailor looked at her, confused at first, but a tiny grin creased her face.
"Julius…likes me?" She asked timidly. Angela nodded with a smile. Just then, as if heaven sent, Julius caroused inside. "O-oh, hi J-Julius!" Candace said, surprised. Angela and Gill walked back outside, hoping the rest would take of itself. Get Candace and Julius together- mission accomplished.