Among Warm Sunsets

Chance

Molly was having a very crappy day.

It all started when Kasey asked her to diner later on that day. At first, she was going to respectively decline, since later in the day she usually went to visit the Harvest God, but at the last minute changed her mind.

As of late, the Harvest God had started acting really crabby towards her and she had no idea why. What she did to make him so upset with her was a mystery; all she knew was that when he had asked about a letter he had written for her and she said she had threw it away, he pretty much flipped his lid. Now, whenever they spent time together he was moody and withdrawn.

So yeah, she would rather spend her night on a date with the new resident rather than be posted with a deity who wanted to have a hissy fit over a dumb letter.

"Molly, I don't think it's a good idea to blow m'lord off," Finn was helping Molly find the right outfit for her date, but was pretty opposed to the whole idea. "I mean, you know how moody he's been lately, you ditching him to go on a date will only cheese him off even more."

She raised an eyebrow at him through the mirror's reflection. "Okay Finn, first off, who says 'cheese off' anymore? Second, why should I care about how he feels? He's been such an immature jerk lately, he just yells at us for no apparent reason!"

"I-I know he's b-been kind of a…er… j-jerk lately, but i-it's all in g-good reason—"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever Finn," Molly mumbled, fixing her hair in the mirror. "Anyways, I'll be back late, so try and go to bed early, okay?"

"Yeah… sure," Finn sighed. Boy, the Harvest God was sure gonna have a cow when he heard about this.

. . . . . .

And indeed, the Harvest God did have a cow when he heard the news.

"So, she thinks that she can just… do whatever she wants without my permission?"

Finn sighed. "Well, it's not really your choice in the matter, m'lord. Molly's a young lady, one of these days she's bound to get married."

The Harvest God didn't like that at all. Molly was his, he didn't want to share her with anybody.

"This is all my fault," he thought. "If…if I wasn't such a coward… if I'd just told her how I felt, maybe I wouldn't be in this mess."

What was he going to do? He… he couldn't tell her how he felt—it was against he went against. He couldn't stand humans; their very being irked him, yet… Molly was different.

Maybe he could take a chance, just once.

"Oh, here she comes now!"

And indeed, Molly made her way up the steps, looking utterly exhausted.

He gulped. "H-how was your date?"

He couldn't bare to hear the answer.

"It wasn't that good," she flopped down onto his throne, covering her face with her arm. "Kasey's a good guy and all but… he's not the guy for me."

"Now's your chance… tell her!"

He could do this. He was a god, there was nothing that could stop him, oppose him, except rejection.

"Well then, even if you found no interest in… that human male, you still have Finn and I."

"Cheap coward."

[A/N]: Sorry for being so late. I'm—er, grounded… again. Sooo, I'm not allowed on the computer or to watch television. All I can do is read, which is pretty boring if that's all you've done for the past 3 weeks.

Anyways, I'm finally free next weekend, so (probably) expect another drabble then (if I don't get to sims first)!