Among Warm Sunsets

Games

The Harvest God is no fan of games. To him they are foolish, immature, and a waste of time. Only an idiot would enjoy such an activity.

So, imagine how he felt when Molly forced him to play a game with her.

Looks bad, huh?

"Human, I refuse to participate in any activity such as this." He said, with a pretty huge hint of finality in his voice.

Molly, the human, merely raised one of her (strangely) perfectly tweezed eyebrows.

Now normally the Harvest God would not take such a thing from Molly—er… the human. Today was different; she looked… prettier than usual, which for some reason made his stomach feel weird.

"Come on, it's just 'Monopoly' it's really fun!" she said, trying to draw him in.

But the Harvest God, being 'lord of everything boring and un-enjoyable', would not budge.

"Only an immature child like you would find it enjoyable."

Molly sighed. So okay, she can handle being called 'lower life species'; 'dim'; and everything else he can throw at her, but an 'immature child'… really? Half the time she's met him, he's been more of a child than her; but do you see her bringing it up? Nooooo, jerk.

"You know what, fine," she raised her arms up in defeat. "Do whatever you want, I don't care. See if I'll ever come and visit you again."

For some reason, unbeknownst to him, he felt…sad. He didn't want her to stop visiting him; he needed her company. He looked forward to everyday, just because he knew he would see her.

Without her visits, the Harvest God would be alone. He'd rather be pestered by a small human than be alone.

Before Molly could reach the staircase the Harvest God grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. Unfortunately, he pulled too hard, making Molly fall into his chest.

"…Fine, we'll play," He whispered in her ear. Little did he know, Molly was trying to hide the bright red blush creeping on her face.

. . . . . .

"Oops, m'lord you landed on my property, you have to pay me $200!" Molly said, holding out her hand for said money.

The Harvest God mumbled some incoherent words under his breath, but nonetheless handed Molly the money.

"See, isn't this fun?"

The Harvest God stared at Molly. She seemed so happy just playing a silly game with him; she was so easy to please. Her bright smile sent sparks throughout his body, but he couldn't say he didn't like it, and he couldn't help hoping he could make her smile like this all the time.

"Yes… I guess I am."

Her smile widened, and the Harvest God couldn't help but smile back.

[A/N]: Well… yep. I was thinking about doing 20 of these drabbles, since this is more of a summer project than a whole year continuation of this… thing, but if you do want me to continue then… let me know, I guess. I actually enjoy writing Harvest God fics, since he's my favorite bachelor in the whole Harvest Moon franchise. C: