*sighs* I decided not to wait for 18 reviews. I was probably never getting there, anyway. *shakes head* You people don't know how to review, do you? 9 people visited this story TODAY, and maybe 1 or 2 reviewed. At least I got 15... So, I need 18 to review AGAIN. Oh, and if this techinique is bothering you for some reason, tell me. I'll gladly stop using it.

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

Vaughn's in this chappie... *SQUEALS*

Someone Cranky This Way Comes

"Do I have to do this?" a voice sounded outside my door. It sounded cold and unhappy.

"Yes, you do!" I heard another voice. I recognized it as Mirabelle's.

"Why can't you do it for me?" the cold voice said. I didn't recognize it.

I got up off the chair I was sitting on went to the door.

"I'm not doing that, Vaughn!" Mirabelle said.

"It's not that hard," a different voice said. It was Julia's. "You just have to knock, say hi, tell her who you are, and leave!"

"You know I don't like people," the other voice muttered. This 'Vaughn' didn't seem like a very pleasant person.

I opened the door and saw Mirabelle and Julia arguing with some man. He had silver hair, and wore a black Stetson. There was a white kerchief tied around his neck and he was wearing a black button up shirt. He had a brown vest on, black gloves, a belt with a lasso tied to it, black pants, and cowboy boots.

They all froze and stared at me.

"Hi, Chelsea!" Julia said, smiling. "Um... There's someone we want you to meet!" She stepped aside, and Mirabelle pushed the man forward.

He didn't look to happy to be seeing me, and had a cold, emotionless face.

"... Hi..." He said, looking at me with those icy purple eyes. Wait... purple eyes? Whoa! My mouth fell open, and I stood gaping at him. Purple eyes? I have NEVER seen purple eyes in my life?

He began looking at me with this confused and creeped out face.

"Chelsea?" Julia shot in. "Are you ok?"

I closed my mouth. "Y-Yeah," I stuttered, blushing.

"Uh..." the man said, looking uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry," I said, blushing even more.

The man still looked at me with that expression on his face. "Ok...?" he said. "Um, I'm Vaughn."

"Hi," I said, smiling a little. I was really embarrassed. I had just stood there like an idiot with my mouth wide open. "I-I'm Chelsea."

Julia had been watching us intently. She finally decided to take matters into her own hands. "Vaughn's an animal dealer," she said, stepping beside him. She leaned on his shoulder, but he brushed her off with a disgusted look. "He'll be on the island on Wednesday and Thursday. He's in the city the rest of the time..." She rolled her eyes at him. "Oh! And he's my cousin!"

My mouth nearly fell open again. Julia, who was always happy and energetic, was related to this creep who was cold, cruel, and just plain mean?

"Hey!" Julia said, smiling widely. "Why don't you join us for supper, Chelsea?"

Vaughn's face looked even more angry and sad, if that's possible. He obviously DID NOT want me to come over.

"What do you think, Chelsea?" Julia asked, still smiling.

"Uh..." I looked from Julia, to Mirabelle, to Vaughn. "Sure?"

"Hurray!" Julia cried, and grabbed my wrist. She began dragging me to her house, leaving a stunned Mirabelle and angry Vaughn behind on my farm.

For supper, Mirabelle made grilled mushrooms and steamed egg custard.

Julia made Vaughn and I sit beside each other. I think she was trying to play matchmaker.

No one really spoke the whole time. The only sound was people eating. Munch, munch, munch... Out of nowhere, Julia screamed.

Vaughn jumped, and so did I.

"Julia, dear, what's wrong?" Mirabelle asked, concerned.

"It's. Too. Quiet!" Julia screamed, punctuating each word.

Vaughn rolled his eyes, I stared at her, and Mirabelle hit her head against the table.

"Julia, people don't have to be talking 24/7." Mirabelle said.

"They do around me!" Julia said, and got up.

"Wait!" Mirabelle called after her. "I made dessert!"

Julia froze, and spun around. "What type of dessert?" she asked.

"Chocolate covered bananas and baked apples." Mirabelle said. She grabbed two plates, and put them in the middle of the table. One had four chocolate covered bananas, and the other four baked apples.

Julia hurried back to her seat, and grabbed one of each.

"I'm surprised you're so skinny," Vaughn scoffed. "You eat like a pig!"

Julia glared at her cousin, and continued eating.

"Where'd you get the bananas and apples?" I asked Mirabelle.

"Felicia bought me some when she went to the city," Mirabelle said happily.

I nodded, and ate my baked apple.

After supper, Julia dragged me to her room and began asking me dozens of questions.

"So, do you like Vaughn?" she asked first.

"I don't know," I muttered. "He's not exactly the NICEST person I've ever met..."

Julia shrugged. "He's been like that ever since his girlfriend broke up with him..." she mumbled, picking at her nails. "Does this nail look broken to you?" she asked, holding her hand in front of my face.

"Its fine," I said, and pushed her hand away. "When did they break up?"

Julia thought for a minute. "Six... Seven years ago!" she said. "He got all moody and cranky. He used to be so nice!"

"Why did you ask me if I liked him?" I asked.

"I don't know," Julia said. She began tracing the design of her bed covers.

"Julia," I looked at her. "Are you trying to play matchmaker?"

"What?" Julia asked, 'shocked'. "I would never do that!"

"You're lying," I said, getting up to leave.

"You don't know that," Julia said, also getting up.

"Yes I do," I said. "You're horrible at lying!"

I harvested my potatoes the next day. I was staring to earn a lot of money from farming.

Taro stopped by the next afternoon, and gave me a fishing rod. He thought I could put it to good use.

Decided to go fishing later that evening. I could ship the fish, and cook them to eat. I sat down on the dock by the ocean, and cast my line into the water.

I waited... and waited... and waited. Nothing. Just as I was about to give up, there was a tug. I pulled the line up, and found a 15cm rock trout. I cast my line in again, and got a 20cm rock trout. Threw the line in again... And got another rock trout.

"Damn rock trout!" I shouted, and kicked the dock.

I gave up, and went home with my family of rock trout.

Elliot: Family of rock trout?

Me: Yes, Ell- Wait? Why are you here?

Elliot: I was bored.

Me: Oooook...

Elliot: will this story ever get exciting?

Me: *ignores* IDEA! *light bulb appears over head* Elliot! Can you get Vaughn to come here?

Elliot: Probably not. The guy'll bit my head off!

Me: PLEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEE!

Elliot: What's in it for me?

Me: ... You get to kiss Julia.

Elliot: DEAL! *leaves*

Me: Haha. He has no idea I was intending that anyway. SUCKER! Remember, I need 18 reviews. That's 3 people! Only 3 of you need to sacrifice 1 minute to write.