Here we are, a second arc to my first fanfic. Who would've thunk it would come this far? Well just to let you guys know before this second arc pans out, at the beginning of this story I was actually going to make Luke the pairing with Molly. But looking back now, Chase was much more cut out for it, don't ya think?

This is my thanks to everyone who reviewed last chapter (and to those who I may have forgotten to thank ;P)

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Decipher that and call me in the morning, Lol jk. But the first person who deciphers it gets to request anything they want, I mean it, no givesies backsies.

Hint:

My dear reviewers, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ to my computer page.

It's a really easy code thingy so I guess it goes to the first reviewer who bothers to post up the answer Lol.

Anyways, let's get this second arc started shall we?

*Molly's POV*

"Molly! Hey! MOLLY!" I hear Angela yell from beside me.

"Time to get up! Get going on the farm ya know! If we don't hurry up and get going then we'll be late for Bar Night!"

It's been like this ever since I came back from "being dead" as Angela puts it. Put that together and you get a week. Yes, it's already Winter. Thanksgiving is right around the corner. It seems that Angela even decided to upgrade my house to level three for me.

If you ask me, it's a little too much pampering. But I'll never tell her that; it would break her heart if I did.

I sighed and clambered out of bed into the already made bath for me. After I was done, Angela tried to come at me with a towel.

"A-Angel! Really?" Angela gave me a saddened look.

"But Dolly! You could get towel burn. Or you could miss a spot and it chaffs. What if you're hair is still a little damp and you catch a horribly grotesque and hideou-"

"I-I understand! Just dry me off before I air dry please..." I sighed and Angela happily complied. She did a good job at drying me off thoroughly I will say though. She even used the hair-dryer. After she was done she helped me dress into my Winter clothes (really?) and blended my food to a puree so that I wouldn't choke (oh, Angel...). When we started the farm chores I thought it was time to speak up.

"Angel, I appreciate your effort, you know I do...but..."

"But? What's the matter?" She asked me worriedly as she set the lock on the "Molly proof" cupboards for my farm tools in the barn.

"But isn't this a little...ridiculous?" I asked her and she shook her head furiously.

"No, not in the least! You could get hurt by anything and I mean anything! Just look at Mareep! She could be planning to strike you at any minute!" I glance over at my sheep who looked back at me lazily as she chewed on her meal.

"Angela, that's just crazy talk!" I scolded my sister who only gave me a protective gaze.

"But...but..."

"No "buts". Just look at you! What kind of sister am I to exhaust you out so much? You've got bags under your eyes!" I lied to her.

"I do?"

"Mhm, terrible ones. And your complexion is so pale!"

"It is?"

"Yes, yes! And just look at you're hair! It's lacking it's normal luster!" I exclaimed dramatically.

"Oh dear! What should I do?"

"Oh, my! I just don't know! Do you think that sleep would help?"

"Sleep? Oh, no no no! I'll just have Wizard fix me right up!"

"Wizard! But don't you think he's exhausted too? He's been changing around memories, helping you to keep me safe, and you know...just between you and me..." I beckoned Angela to lean in closer which she did.

"I don't think he's been getting enough sleep as is..." I whispered to her, knowing the weakness that has currently grown on her from Wizard's health.

She gasped.

"No!"

"Yes! Doesn't him seem a little too...stoic?"

Angela gave a horrified yet thoughtful look.

"Now that you mention it...he does drink a lot of coffee..."

"See! That proves it! Now, maybe you should head to his house and rest with him!" I suggested and Angela seemingly melted at the thought.

"With...him?"

"Yeah, maybe find out his favorite cake for Thanksgiving..."

"But what about you!"

"Oh, don't you worry about me! I'll be fine! I'll stay in the house where Finn can see me!" I reassured Angela as she nodded a bit slowly.

"Plus...don't you just want to go take care of Wizard...he's all alone you know. No one living with him as he gazes longingly at the stars to-"

"You're right, you're right! I must go check on him! Poor Wizard, I hope he doesn't think I abandoned him!" Angela seemed deathly worried for her friend so I shooed her off and she complied willingly. I watched her go with a little relief.

"You aren't going to stay in the house...are you?" I jumped at the voice that appeared beside me. Finn was giving me a disapproving stare.

"Bu-but Finn! You see the way she's been acting. She won't even let me ship the milk because "I need to drink it for my health"! Profits are going down!" I explained to him.

"Molly, I understand your frustration. But she's just worried about you right now. You should gave seen the way she was when we thought you were...ya know. I mean, I can't even remember those two weeks! I understand your money making needs but, right now, just try to play along with her? While I realize that you're not dead, that you're still alive, her brain is still in the state of thinking of what could've been." Finn said and I lowered my head in shame.

"But...if you're so bent on money making...we can go fishing. I f I remember correctly the lobster-"

"Is never better!" I finished triumphantly and lead the way to the ocean. Finn chuckled with glee behind me as I sprinted off down the icy path. Being careful not to trip because if I did Angela wouldn't allow me to bathe alone!

I took in the salty smell as I neared the ocean and happily cast my fishing rod out (which Finn so graciously got for me from the "Molly Proof" tool shelf). It didn't take long for me to catch a bucket full of lobster, but I suddenly bored of my regular catch and found myself wanting to test the waters in the estuary that was around Flute Fields. I bit my lip hesitantly and glanced at the time.

It was 2:30 and I let out a sigh of relief. Chase usually left his house two hours before his schedule so I realized I was in the clear. Not to mention, I'm sure he'd be out with Maya right about now.

Maya...

His girlfriend.

A pain clenched at my heart again and I held at my chest.

"You're gonna have to forget Molly...Just forget...forget..." I chanted silently to myself before trudging off to the Flute Fields District.

"You're going to fast!" Finn complained as he tried his best to keep up.

"Sorry!" I called back to him as I sped up and he whined some more.

This was how it was...before everything happened.

Before the rogue sprite.

Before Angela.

Before I saved the island.

Before...I fell in love...

Everything might have been in a slight chaos, but I would've have fixed it by now anyways. Right? I'm sure I would've, no questions about it!

I sighed as I peacefully hung over the bridge's edge, waiting for a fish to hook on so I could sell it for some profit.

"Money, money...money, money..." I chanted my money chant. It was a bit embarrassing but I guess you could say it helped me out a lot of times before.

During those days that mom had to work extra shifts just so we could get by, I'd do the money chant and we would come into some good fortune. The days after mom "died" I would do the money chant to gain some extra earnings from my line of work. It wasn't a job I was proud of, but it was better than prostitution so I was fine with it. Was being the key word.

I sighed heavily at the past thoughts when something tugged forcefully at the end of my line. I pulled forcefully at it and just as I was about to reel it in.

Something pushed me.

I felt the same adrenaline rush I did when I pushed over the edge of the bridge what seemed like forever go. I didn't scream this time, I actually felt like accepting the sad truth this time.

Would I actually die?

A strong arm caught hold of me and pulled me back up at a swift speed.

No, I guess wouldn't.

I stared into the eyes of my savior as he hugged me close and started to tear up from the momentary feeling of losing me.

"My blood sister! Don't almost die on me again!" Kasey wailed over-dramatically as Witch hurried up the bridge.

"Kasey...please don't call me your blood sister so naturally like that..." I said with a bored tone lacing my voice.

"Kasey you idiot! You pushed her off the bridge by recklessly running through the District again! I'm about to fake-break up with you again!" Witch warned him and he set me down, still sniffling.

I forgot to mention, Kasey and Witch (who was going by Winry as a cover) were acting like a deeply in love couple to make sense out of why they were living together. Kasey was acting as Angela's and mine's long-lost brother; and yes, Kasey seriously made it dramatic like that. Either he was completely loving make a big joke out of this, or he wanted it to be a complete drama.

"No! Winry please don't leave me again! I'm a wreck without you!" Kasey wailed.

Did I mention that Luke and him hit it off quite well? Well, they did.

"All right, all right my love. I guess it can't be helped." She sighed irritably. Witch/Winry was the ever paranoid type, thinking if she wasn't in the act the whole time then she would be found out. She's a little edgy about the Salem, Winston trials if you get what I mean.

I sighed as Witch snuggled me dearly.

"Now, don't go killing my future sister-in-law babe." Witch scolded him playfully. The real reason she agreed to the whole charade was mainly so she could do this in public without seeming too weird. I couldn't help but laugh at how weird life here on Castanet had become. Maybe, just maybe, the whole weirdness would help me forget about that chef with the intoxicating, violet eyes.

Then again...there was always Bar Night where I would see those haunting globes, seeing right through me.

I sighed heavily before I was smooshed by Witch's loving affection.

"How do ya like my outfit?" She asked me. I looked her over, she was wearing a long-sleeved, pink, close-striped dress, with black barrettes in her snow white hair and a few charm bracelets.

"It's cute. You should think about dressing more conveniently though. There are pretty looks that are conventional you know. Like Kathy's outfit for example." I pointed out to her.

"I get it...so sexy yet easy to move around in." Witch basically simplified it down to a T.

"R-right." I glanced at my clock again and sighed at what time it almost was.

"It's almost time to go meet everyone for bar night...though I don't think Angela or Wizard will be joining us." I told Witch whose eyebrows shot up.

"I always knew he was a pervert...but that's just going too far!" Witch said a little darkly and Kasey nodded in agreement.

"No! That's not it! Why does everyone around her always jump to that sort of conclusion?" I said and Witch's expression softened a little.

"If you say so Molly, dear." She said with a stretch and a yawn.

"Shouldn't we be off, Kasey darling? Wouldn't want to keep them all waiting." Witch said enthusiastically (I think she secretly adores the human life).

"Course' not Winry, anything for you." Kasey said with an almost realistic blush.

"I'm going to lose my pancake and milk puree..." I whispered. Finn who had remained quiet throughout our fiasco looked like he was about to gag from the sickly sweet moment, no matter how fake it was.

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Later at the bar...

*Chase's POV*(Molly is currently...um...handicapped at the moment.)

I watched on in complete horror as Kathy drowned herself in alcohol, more so than she had ever done before. The woman "Winry" (who I knew to be Witch) was completely drunk as Kasey actually tried to calm her down. But the most disturbing scene was Molly.

She.

Was.

DRUNK.

And I don't mean, "She'll regret this in the morning." drunk. I mean "Will she even remember this in the morning?" drunk.

She was currently "singing" with Kathy as Witch clapped along to the rhythm.

"Oooooooh...give me a hoooooooome~where the...uhm...buuuuulls do roam-" Kathy sang but Molly smacked a hand over her mouth.

"No, no , noooo! Kathy! We don't have bulls here! Only miracle potion!" Molly explained with a very in-depth look to Kathy.

Kathy gasped in shock.

"You're right! Those poor...poor cows. Noooooo waHOO for them..." Kathy said sorrowfully as she took another drink from her glass. Witch then suddenly chimed in.

"I-*hic* I bet that I could make a Miracle Potion for humans too!" Witch laughed.

"Wha-? Winry you crazy! Who would want that? Then there would be no waHOO for us!" Kathy reasoned with her.

"Oh...yeah." Witch stared blankly at Kasey who gave her a nervous look.

"Kasey! I want children! Like a bunch of them! And I want you to...to...upgrade our house! And I want to live by Molly *hic* AND I want aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllll of our children to resemble Molly in some way *hic* form...or fashion!"

"Whaaaat?" Kasey asked incredulously which cause Luke and Calvin to snicker.

"I think your future wife has a few too many expectations of you." Calvin relayed to him.

"That would be a lot of waHOOing." Luke chimed in.

"Tell me about it! Geez, the waHOO wouldn't even be worth it at that point."

At that note...I wondered if Kasey even knew what waH- I mean intercourse was, seeing as how he was created only like a month ago.

"Hey!" I was suddenly poked by Kathy's right boot.

"Chase, fill it up." She ordered me, holding out two glasses.

"Two glasses- what? NO!" I refused her.

"Hey...heeeeeeeeeey!" Kathy complained.

"Hey! Do it...do it!" Kathy started to say in a low voice which caused me to look down at her and she gestured to her empty glasses.

"Do it!" I sighed at her imitation at her current favorite movie.

"Starsky and Hutch!" Molly squealed with delight.

"Yeah!" Kathy said happily before giving me a serious look again.

"Kathy...Kathy do it again!" Molly begged.

"Okay, okay okay okay...shhhhh!" Kathy snickered before giving me her serious face once more.

"Do it!" She said and Molly burst out into a laughing fit. Witch did too for some odd reason.

"No." I refused her plainly.

"CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE!" She whined in a deep voice. (A/N: like Shelley from The House Bunny when she memorized names.)

"NO!"

"CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE!" Again.

"NO!"

"CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

"OHMYGOSH KATHY! HERE! You and your whiny *hic* drunken butt!" Molly said irritably as she handed Kathy her unfinished drink which Kathy took willingly.

"Can someone tell me why Molly is drunk too? It's just so unnatural!" Luke said.

"I...am DROWNING my self in comfort alcohol! There is no shame~ No shame in it at all~" Molly said which caught my attention. You seemed to get the truth out of people when they were drunk.

"Amen to that Molls! Thank the Harvest Goddess AND King who we all know is watching over us now!"

"Hey, hey, hey...what sorrows could you possibly have Molls?" Kathy suddenly asked her friend.

"It's so obvious...in plain sight even!" Molly began. Everyone seemed to lean in intently.

My...my...my"

"Your, your, your?" Kathy and Witch urged their drunken friend to go on.

"My sister and the Wizard are waHOOing it up!" Molly said in a tragic tone. I sighed in frustration while a few others laughed.

"Wait ta go Wizzaaaay!" Kathy said loudly.

"I knew he was a *hic* pervert." Witch said.

"They're gonna have mystical babies!" Molly then added. I'm pretty sure if Wizard and Angela could see this (which I'm sure at least Wizard could) they would not be very happy.

"No...no no...but that's not the real reason." Molly suddenly sat up and began playing the straight-man. Kathy and Witch nodded their heads in mock understanding.

"It's really because of...Le chef!" Molly said and pointed a serious eye towards me. She was obviously still drunk so I sighed at her antics.

"What did I do?" I murmured.

"You don't understand me Le chef! Not like you used to!"

"Not anymore Le chef!" Kathy and Witch backed her up as they shook their heads in disdain.

"What are you talking about?" Molly suddenly grabbed on to my hand and rubbed it against her cheek.

"You used to get me so well Le chef! I'd come home wrapped in saran wrap and you'd know just what to do..."

"Excuse me?" I quirked an eyebrow at the drunk brunette.

"Then you'd suddenly jump me..." I blushed furiously at her implications.

"I did no such thing!" I protested.

"But then...all of a sudden...you stopped noticing the things I do. Then you'd just pass me on your way home from work. All the fire...gone!" Molly said saddly.

"Naughty Le chef!" The two girls cried out in defense of their friend.

"Why am I actually starting to believe this actually happened?" I groaned.

"Cuz you probably fantasize about it. And while you're with Maya too." Luke said, a bit sourly when he mentioned Maya's name.

"I'm not a sick pervert like you are at night Luke." I shot back.

"Whatever. You know you are!" Luke accused me of lying.

"Can you please shut-up. I'm trying to decipher Molly's drunken code if you didn't notice." I snapped irritably at the axe-man.

"Really? Isn't it obvious?" Kasey piped up from his place at the table which caused all heads to swivel towards him.

Now that I think about it, if anyone was able to decipher anything that Molly was saying in a very...odd state, it would be Kasey. He was made from both Angela's and Molly's blood after all.

"No, it isn't. Care to explain?" I asked him and he sighed.

"All right. She's basically saying that you didn't notice the things she did for you...that's about as much as I'm allowed to say because Molly wants you to figure out on your own." Kasey said, wary of the angry Molly.

"Well...at least drunken Molly wants that." Molly smiled triumphantly before Kathy lazily tackled her.

"Okay, so whose taking them home?" Luke asked warily from his chair.

"Yeah, about that. It can't be me anymore since Phoebe's a little fed up with that." Calvin explained.

"What? Selena would be too!" Luke argued.

"Yeah, but Selena's asleep, in the back room, where she won't see you taking Kathy home. Where as Phoebe's father happens to run a camera store down here. Get my point?" Luke huffed and gave a low "fine".

"Well I've obviously got Winry here. But what about Molly." Everyone suddenly turned to the uncharacteristically drunk girl and their eyes all snapped up to me.

"Um...not gonna happen. I have a girl too you know." I tried to reason but it felt awkward letting the words "I have a girl" roll off my tongue like that. It was supposed to be natural right?

"Oh c'mon Chase! You'd be doing us a big favor. And maybe you'll learn what Molly meant when she said you don't notice what she does for you." Luke reasoned with me and I finally gave in with a sigh.

I put Molly on my back who seemed dazed from "flying around". Kathy just squirmed in the air as usual and Witch laughed tiredly in Kasey's arms. Hayden said he would lock up the shop, he seemed used to this kind of thing now. We all went our separate ways before saying good-bye. I began to carry Molly up to the farm house as she whispered incoherent thoughts at me. I just sighed at the amount of information I was given and continued on with taking her home. Thankfully, none of her livestock were out and the chill of the Winter air wasn't too breezy. I grabbed onto her doorknob and twisted it to open the door. Typical enough, Molly hadn't locked it before leaving her house. I sighed at her carelessness and navigated my way through the new interior of her house. She had upgraded it obviously but it seemed like a little to big for one person alone. And unless she was planning on having Angela spend the night with multiple friends, she should look into getting some serious security for it. (A/N: It doesn't make sense to most people but it does to me...)

I finally found her room and began to set her down before she grabbed on tightly to me. I looked at her and she gave me a tired gaze.

"Please...understand..." She murmured before she fell fast asleep. I sighed at her plea.

"I wish I could Molly. I really wish I could..." I exited her house, making sure it was tightly shut behind me. Luckily, Finn was nowhere in sight to bonk me on the head this time so I strode away from the house with some confidence, but a little more confused than when I had gone in.

When I finally made it back to my house, I pondered on Molly's words.

"Understand...but what?" I asked myself.

"Just what could I not understand?"

Chase is feeling really badly right now people, so let's try to make him feel better, offer him hugs. I'm sorta drunk off of medicine right now so I basically just wrote whatever came to mind including this author's note. Please don't get soo upset if I fall off the S.S. Castanet. I know I'll be saved eventually.

I'm not gonna erase that last sentence cuz I wrote it while I was about to doze off and it's too funny.

Please read and review or drunk Kathy will do what she did to Chase in this chapter. Lol!