Tsk, tsk, tsk... There have been at least 36 people who have read this, and only 5 of you have reviewed. *shakes head* It's not that hard people. I'm not going to update until I have at least 10 reviews. All you have to do is type. It can be one word. One measly little word. Ok, enough pestering for you to review.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harvest Moon or any of its characters.

To the story!

Seaweed and Crazy Old Men

After I was left alone by Taro and his family, I decided to go to bed. Unfortunately, the only clothes I had were the ones I was wearing. They were still wet and smelled like the ocean.

So, I stripped down to my underwear and gave the clothes a good washing in the small bathroom. I hung them up to dry, and crawled into bed. When I felt the soft, cozy material of the blankets, my eyelids got droopy. I didn't think I was tired, but I guess floating around on a piece of wood would do that to you.

I closed my eyes, and almost immediately fell asleep.

"Chelsea, open up!" A voice screamed behind my door. "We have to get moving otherwise you'll never plant a thing!"

Planting? What were they talking about? I rubbed my eyes sleepily, and suddenly remembered everything that happened. The storm, the shipwreck, the island...

"What time is it?" I muttered, and yawned.

"6:30am." The voice said. I recognized it as Taro's. "I let you sleep in, since it's your first day."

I groaned, and rolled out of the bed. I went to answer the door, before I remembered I was in my underwear. I quickly grabbed my clothes and slipped into them.

They still smelt like salt, and were a bit damp, but I didn't mind. I put on my shoes, and opened the door.

"There you are!" Taro screamed, and grabbed my hand. "We have a lot to do!" He dragged me out of my house, and to the barren field. He handed me a hoe, and a bag of seeds with a picture of a turnip on them. Turnip seeds.

"Now, you first need to clear a space by collecting the sticks, stones and weeds." Taro said. "Then you swing the hoe against the ground, to turn up the soil. After, you reach into the bag of seeds and grab a big fistful. You then sprinkle them all over the hoed ground. Oh, and you'll need this." He grabbed a green watering can off the ground beside him. "Got it?"

I nodded. "Uh, where did you get this stuff?" I asked.

"We found them in some of the houses." He said. "Now get to work!"

He hobbled away, and I set to work. I grabbed all the debris that cluttered the field and set them to the side. After I cleared a big enough space, I hoed the soil and planted the turnip seeds.

I thought I was all done, and when I sat down, I nearly sat on a watering can. I groaned, not wanting to do more work. This was harder than I thought! Reluctantly, I grabbed the can and walked over to the river that ran alongside my farm.

I dipped my hand in and took a little sip, to make sure it was fresh water and not salt. After discovering that it was fresh water, I dipped my watering can in and filled it to the top. Then, I carried it all the way back to my turnips and watered them.

"I am so tired," I gasped, collapsing to the ground. I sat there for a few minutes. Suddenly, my stomach growled. "I wonder if there's any food around here," I muttered and got up.

After wandering around for a while, I found this colourful edible grass that looked like a heart. It wasn't the best tasting thing I'd ever eaten, but it filled me up.

It was late afternoon by the time I returned home. I stood looking at the work I had done. There was only a small patch of seeds, and the rest was sticks, stones, weeds, and dirt. Lots and lots of dirt.

I decided to go to bed, since there was nothing left to do and I had to get up early the next morning.

I gave my clothes another thorough washing, and went to bed.

When I woke up, there was someone knocking on my door again.

"Chelsea!" It was Taro. Again. "Chelsea! There are more people here! At the beach! Come quickly!"

"I'm coming," I muttered, and got out of bed. I put my clothes on, and noticed that the salty smell was fading. I walked sleepily to the door, and yanked it opened. Taro was standing in front of me, with a huge smile on his face.

"Come on!" he said happily, and ran off.

I followed closely behind him. There were more people? Who would come to this island on their own free will?

As I walked towards the beach, I noticed a small yellow-roofed house. I don't know how I didn't see that yesterday. There was a patch in the roof, and a little onning covering some wooden crates.

I stepped off of the worn stone path and onto the soft, warm sand. Sure enough, there were two people standing talking to Felicia and Taro.

I walked over to them, and the man smiled at me.

"Hello," he said, bowing his head. "I'm Chen, and this is my son Charlie. We wanted to come to an under-populated island to start a shop, and I guess this is as under-populated as they get!"

"Nice to meet you," I said, smiling. There was going to be a shop! Inside, I was doing a small happy dance. I could buy some new clothes, and food! The thought of food sent my mouth watering. I'd hardly eaten anything in the past few days except for grass. "I'm Chelsea."

"Well, we really must be going." Chen said, still smiling. "We need to find a place to set up shop."

The little boy, Charlie, smiled up at me. "Bye, lady!" he said cheerfully, and went to follow his dad.

"Looks like we have a shop now!" Taro said proudly. I was beginning to think he'd named himself leader of this island.

Elliot and Natalie came wandering over to us, holding a jar full of green goop.

"Look what we got!" Natalie said smiling, holding up the jar.

"What is it?" I asked, disgusted.

"Its seaweed, from that big rock over there," Elliot said, and pointed to the rock in the corner of the beach.

I took the jar from Natalie, and unscrewed the top. It smelt like... fish and salt. I held it away from my face and screwed the lid back on. "Where'd you get the jar?" I asked. It seems they were finding a whole bunch of things around here.

"It was in our house," Natalie said. "There's dozens of them!"

Taro snatched the jar away from me, and took the lid off. He smelt it, and then dipped his finger into the seaweed. After taking his finger out, he stuck it in his mouth.

After a few seconds, he spit the seaweed out and put the lid back on.

"You could sell this for at least 180 G." He said. "1080, at the max."

"One problem," I said. "How would we sell it?"

"Chen told me there's going to be a ship coming every week," Felicia said. "You can ship things you find and grow to the city, and I can sell them for some money."

"That's a great idea, Felicia!" Taro said. "My family and I will be in charge of the shipping."

Natalie wasn't too please about that. She had this huge argument with Taro.

"Come on!" she screamed. "Why do we have to do this!"

"Because I said so!" Taro yelled at her.

On and on it went, until Felicia stepped in.

"Stop it, both of you!" she cried. "Now, Natalie you are going to do this!"

Natalie glared at her mother, and then angrily stomped away, muttering under her breath.

This story may seem a little boring, but it'll get better. I PROMISE. Vaughn still hasn't been introduced... Hopefully he comes in soon! :)

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