Woo, finally longer chapters again!

The way in which I wrote this chapter is not acceptable, just NOT acceptable. D: It's really choppy since I never even planned the middle, as I had a change of ideas halfway through. I apologise for that in advance. ;-; The ending to this I was originally going to wait until chapter 15 to do, but I was getting bored with the fact that nothing was happening, and I guess that some off you were also. (The amount of people reading this has gone seriously down the last couple of chapters. )

Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

"Good God it's getting cold."

Shivering as the early morning frost hit her bare arms, Molly made a mental note that walking outside in the middle of winter in just your nightdress was NOT a sensible idea. Quickly scooting over to her mailbox so she could get back inside as soon as possible, she couldn't help but feel excited at what was going to be inside.

Today after all, was her birthday. Her birthday. The one day a year in which she could give in to the attention and pampering which all of her friends gave her, without having to worry about doing a single thing in return. It may sound selfish, but the completely innocent and childlike look which adorned the young Farmer's face due to her anticipation of the day's events could make anyone, even the most cynical of people, forgot that one fact.

As she put her hand on the cold metal opening of the box, Molly paused as something shimmering to the left of her caught her eye.

"...How did you get there?"

"..."

There, to the side of her house, had appeared a snowman. A rather large one at that, the glimmering snow tightly compacted as to make sure that it didn't break apart. Quite comically, a small black top hat sat upon its head, whilst the traditional coal and a carrot finished off the rest of its facial features,

Beginning to flick through in her mind all of the possibilities as to why the snowman was there, Molly quickly crossed Chloe and Paolo of the list (As Paolo was scared of Molly's cows, so wouldn't come anywhere near the farm). Due to this, she came to the inevitable conclusion that it was none other than her blue-haired best friend who had prepared the model of snow.

Smiling as she shook her head in amusement, she pulled down the grey front of her mailbox, revealing a plethora of letters. Squealing in excitement, she gathered them up in her arms, like a Mother would a child, and turned to make her way back to her house.

"..."

"Huh?"

A slight crunching of the snow behind her however, made Molly turn her head to look at the place in which she had been standing just a moment ago.

"Must be those damn birds again..." she muttered whilst frowning, after realising that nothing had changed, before carrying on where she had left off.

"..."

"OKAY YOU BIRDS I'LL..." Once again turning around upon hearing the noise, she stopped her yelling as she now came face to face with the snowman, which she was certain a minute ago was to the side of the mailbox still.

"What the fuck?"

Earning another shuffle from the snowman in response, Molly couldn't help but wonder whether the stress in her life was finally starting to make her go crazy.

"Luke if that's you, you're lucky that it's my birthday, or else I'd completely beat the shit out of you."

"Well it's nice to know what goes on underneath that cute exterior of yours, Mol."

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?" Backing away now quite alarmed, Molly tried to guess how far she was away from her house, planning to leg it back to the door without turning around if she could.

"..."

"Molly, as much fun as this is, can you please talk to me instead of the snowman?"

"But you ARE the snowman, Luke. I am talking to you."

As she began backing up towards her house, she was caught off guard by a tap on the back, causing the newly deemed crazy farmer to jump up out of shock, dropping the mass of letters as she did so. Then beginning to act out of instinct, she immediately swung around ready to make a punch at whatever had just tapped her, be it snowman or human.

"Holy cow, I didn't know you had it in you!"

Looking up as her punch was blocked, Molly's train of thoughts turned to something similar to 'crapcrapcrap what have I just done', as she made eye contact with who she originally assumed the snowman was.

"What the hell Luke..." was all she mumbled as she dropped her fist, trying to play it 'cool', so that he wouldn't get any joy out of her embarrassment.

"I could be asking you the same thing. Going crazy in your old age, eh?"

"Shut up." After lightly punching his shoulder, Molly bent down to retrieve the fallen letters, careful not to scoop up any of the thick snow as she did so.

"Open the door for me, Luke. After all, you made this happen in the first place." Turning around as she finished her sentence, Molly couldn't help but notice a flush of red appearing on said boy's face.

"What?" she asked worried at what the snowman might be doing behind her.

"Uh, Mol...your...your nightdress. You need to pull it down."

Glancing down, the girl in question turned a shade of red equal to her friend before her, as she noticed that in her attempt to scoop up her letters, she had also pulled the bottom of her dress up.

"Oh God, just open the door Luke, I can't do anything with all this stuff in my hands!"

"Well, maybe you could just give them-"

"JUST DO IT."

Not wanting to be on the receiving end of anymore of Molly's violence, a slightly recovering Luke completed her request, watching as the flustered girl rushed in and threw the letters onto her bed.
Rubbing the back of his neck with his hand sheepishly as she then proceeded to grab a fistful of clothes and run into her bathroom, Luke closed the door behind him, getting ready for what he predicted to be an eventful day.

xxxxx

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVELY MOLLYYYY!~"

The events from earlier (And the snowman) now forgotten, Molly bounced up and down inside her house, waiting for the guests which Chase, with the help of Kathy and Luke, had invited over to celebrate her special day with. With Kathy herself now arriving, the birthday girl knew that it wouldn't be long before everyone else started to gather too.

Well, she would know if her best friend would let go of her, that is.

"Kathy!" She protested, whilst struggling for air, "Are you trying to...squeeze me to death...again?"

"Oops, sorry, it's just that I'm so excited! We don't get to celebrate that many birthday's a year, you know?"

"You know that this party doesn't involve alcohol, right?"

"Chase!"

Turning their attention to the blonde haired man now standing in the still open doorway, Molly and Luke had to hold Kathy back from lunging at him, after hearing his previous comment.

"Whoa, Kathy..." he calmly remarked, laughing slightly as Molly casually let go of the enraged girl, leaving Luke to do all of the work to hold her back, "You don't want Molly's cake to get bashed about now, do you?"

Staring each other down for a minute, Kathy eventually sighed and gave in. "Fine, but I'm only letting you off because I don't want anything to ruin Molly's day! One more comment like that though, and we'll take it outside..." finishing up her threat with a evil smirk on her face, Kathy went back over to Molly, who, along with Luke, were yelling something about how she should leave the cake alone.

Merely shrugging his shoulders and setting down the bag on a table, Chase watched the three for a moment, taking in just how happy Molly seemed to be.

"And it's my idea which is making her happy..." Smiling at the thought, he carefully pulled the cake out of the bag, and placed it on the highly decorated plate which he had also brought with him.

"OH MY GOD!"

Molly, upon sight of the cake, instantly rushed over to Chase and practically tackled him to the ground, squealing something incoherent.

"Mo-Molly!" he nervously stammered, trying his hardest not to focus his attention on her body which was sprawled out on top of him. "What are...you doing? People are watching!"

"Yeah Molly, you might have another 'accident' like earlier."

Upon hearing Luke's remark, Molly immediately shot up, apparently regaining control of her actions, and mind, long enough to realise that she could have potentially put them into an even more embarrassing situation.

"What..what happened...no, I don't even want to know." Closing his eyes tightly to lose any mental images which were now beginning to flood his mind, Chase shook his head sharply before sitting up again. "I'm just thankful that nobody saw us."

...Chase was going to regret those words.

If no one in that room believed that irony was a bitch, then they sure as hell were going to now. As soon as the words left the chef's lips, the door swung upon to reveal the invited residents of Garmon Mine, along with Candace, who was being escorted by Julius.

"What are you doing on the floor, Chase?" Owen bluntly remarked, before either forgetting or just simply not caring about his previous question, and bounding over to Molly, who was greeted with a large bear hug from the muscular guy.

"My my, Chase, it seems like we missed something didn't we now?"

Sighing as he took the extended hand of Julius, Chase dragged himself up before slightly smiling at the flamboyant man. "No, you didn't miss anything. Nothing unusual, at least."

"Oh."

Mentally punching himself as he noticed the blush which was appearing on Candace's face, Chase reminded himself to not make anymore accidental suggestive remarks that evening.

xxxx

As the last guests Renee and Anissa arrived, Kathy stood up on Molly's coffee table and whistled to get everybody's attention.

"So." She began, a huge smile spreading across her face, "I know that this isn't exactly going to be party of the year, but I think that it's more in Molly's nature to have a small gathering. I think I'm speaking for everyone when I say that the night, without alcohol, loud music, or rowdy nature, might I add, is going to be enjoyed by the lot of us!" Throwing her arms up in the air as she was met by a loud cheer, she jumped down off the table, and Luke immediately took her place.

"Guys, be careful with my coffee table! Especially you Luke, I already had to buy a new pot this week!" Her statement earning a laugh from the rest of the guests, save from Luke, who had playfully crossed his arms and was now pouting at her, Molly signalled for him to say what he intended too.

"Well, I just wanted to add on to Kathy's speech, and say that I hope Molly knows just how much we all love her, particularly a few of us in here tonight." Scanning his eyes over the room, landing on Kathy and then onto Chase, Luke winked at the latter causing him to become even more embarrassed, recalling a conversation which they had had during the spontaneous planning of the gathering the couple of days before. "Now, this is beginning to sound like a freakin' wedding, so let's just get on with the thing!" Pumping a fist in the air as he did a dramatic jump down from the table, Luke signalled for Chase to follow him into Molly's kitchen, claiming that he just wanted to check something out, when Molly suspiciously eyed them up.

"Okay, but just don't touch that new pot, okay?" She reminded him sternly, before being greeted with a hug and a gift from Anissa.

Rolling his eyes at her, Luke pushed Chase into the room before following, making sure that he securely closed the door behind him.

"So, you still up for doing this?" he asked, eyeing the nervous man up and down.

"I don't know, Luke...not with all these people here. I think it would be bad for both of us."

"That's why we're going to wait until everybody has gone! Dude, don't worry, it will all work out really well, trust me."

"I hate to say it, Luke, but I do trust you. You've been friends with Molly for God knows how long, so I think that you should know her by now."

Nodding at the man's remark, Luke gave him a sad smile before heading back over towards the door. "You're a really lucky man, you know?" he added just before he reached for the handle, "I think that a lot of guys would want to have a girl like Molly, including myself..."

"Luke...?" not being able to say anything, Chase was saved (Well, in a bad way) by a loud, high pitched scream emitting from the other room.

"God, what have they done?" Throwing open the door, the two men were all about to get ready for some action... Until they saw Molly now rolling around on the floor with Candace instead of Chase, after apparently been given the dress which she had been eyeing up for a long time.

"I love you Candace! Thank you so much!" she squealed, whilst the stunned seamstress beneath her tried to find something to say in response, which was hard enough for the girl as it is.

"Okay Molly! I think you should get off now, Julius is watching." Picking her up off the floor, Kathy turned her attention to other waiting gifts, allowing Julius a chance to pick Candace up also.

"Oh, thank you Kathy." He exclaimed whilst grasping her hand, "But I was actually quite enjoying it, and I know that you also feel happy about it too, Candace."

"Y-yeah..."

Looking on as the commotion continued, Chase decided to flop down in one of the kitchen chairs to make sure that nobody ruined his cake for Molly, whilst Luke ran off into the crowd of people, most likely to cause even more chaos. Scanning around the room, he noticed the girl dancing around with Renee and Phoebe, two other people who she had grown close too over the past couple of years.

"And she thinks that she has barely any friends..." he sighed as he leant on the perfectly polished wooden surface of the table, supporting himself with one fist placed to his cheek. He really did hate social gatherings, especially loud ones such as this...but since it was Molly that this was for after all, he thought that he could bear it.

'You're lucky, you know.'

Thinking about Luke's words, Chase couldn't help but wonder what he had meant. Sure, he had a pretty good idea of what it was, but...he just didn't want to believe it. Was it really alright for him to continue on with this plan now that he had told him such things? Or was that Luke's idea all along – to confuse him, to put him off so that nobody would ever win over Molly.

"Hey, Chase..." looking up out of his daydream, the man in question came face to face with Molly, who had what appeared to be a worried look upon her face.

"What's wrong? Are you not having a good time?" he asked automatically, not caring that he was actually showing some emotion for once.

"No no, I'm having an excellent time, it's just that...YOU" she said, whilst poking him rather sharply in the shoulder "seem to be unhappy."

"I've just got some stuff on my mind...you can thank Luke for that."

"Hmm, Luke hasn't seemed himself either tonight; he's been almost...too energetic." Furrowing her brow in confusion, Molly stared at Chase, almost as if just by looking at him she would get some answers.

Chuckling at how cute she looked, Chase was quick to rise to his feet, taking Molly's hand as he did so. It would be bad for her to find out even one slightest thing about the conversation between himself and Luke, he reasoned.

"Come on." He said whilst pulling her back into the crowd of people. "I'll dance with you if you don't ask any more questions."

Seeing the offer as too good to resist, Molly was quick to comply, taking Chase's other hand and dancing as wildly as she possible could with him, making the most out of what she assumed to be a rare opportunity.

The night carried on in a similar fashion, full of laughing and dancing, with the occasional argument. This was only natural however, considering the nature of the men who were there – Owen and Luke must have wrestled with each other at least four times, and Kathy and Anissa had a few spats about who was better dressed for the occasion. All was played out in a good nature however, will all bouts ending in either laughing, bear hugs, or (sometimes forced) apologies.

Finishing the event with the eating of cake, which was very well praised, the guests finally began to leave one by one, wishing Molly all of the best on their way out. Kathy and Candace were going to stay with Molly for the night, for a 'girly' sleepover, as Kathy deemed it, which Molly could only assume meant one thing: there was some information which they wanted to extract. That, or they wanted to offer her their 'help', If you could call it that.

"Bye Molly! I'll come back over with the Chick which I promised you tomorrow!"

"Thank you so much, Renee! Take care on your way back!" Waving as Renee, the 'last' guest left, Molly sighed in exhaustion and paced back into her house, ready to help Chase pack away the last of his utensils which he had brought along with him.

"Oh..." Looking said as she realised that he had already finished, Molly made her way back over to the door, ready to greet him goodnight.

"Um, Molly..."

"What's up?"

"Can I...talk to you outside please?" Nervously shifting from one foot to the other, Chase prepared himself for what he was about to do.

"Uh sure..." warily glancing over to Kathy who just smiled at her in response, Molly followed the man outside, pulling the door behind them.

"I just wanted to say..." he quickly began, "I hope that you liked the evening. I know you normally don't like this sort of stuff, but-"Being cut off by Molly tightly wrapping her arms around his neck, Chase was pretty sure that he had gotten his answer.

"Of course, silly! It was great, I don't know why I don't do these things more often." Answering just to reassure him, Molly then proceeded to look up at the man who she had a hold off, looking at the delicate pink which adorned his cheeks.

"You know, though..." she began quietly, talking in almost a whisper, "You've been acting funny all night, almost like you were trying to hide something."

"What? Don't be stupid, why would I..."

"Give me a bit of credit, Chase. I know something's wrong. What happened between you and Luke when you went off together for a while?" Staring at him intently, Molly was determined not to let go off him until he gave her some answers.

"If...you really want to know then..."

'It's now or never, I guess.'

Taking in a deep breath as he prepared to finish his sentence, his looked directly back at Molly, and began his speech which he knew was either going to make or break their deepening relationship.

"Molly...me and Luke, we were discussing you." Pausing slightly to take in her confused expression, Chase wrapped his own arms around Molly before continuing, "I had told Luke a while ago that I, well...that I like you, Molly. A-and...God why am I so nervous...we planned that I should tell you tonight, but then he said something which made me feel bad about doing it and-"

"Chase..."

Frowning as he looked down at her, he noticed the same shade now adorning her delicate features also.

"Are you going you keep cutting me off all night?"

"Well, you already said that you like me... tha-that is your point, right?"

Looking down at his feet, Chase realised that he had done it...and not come to the reaction which he had been hoping for. "Y-yeah...but I'm guessing, I shouldn't have, right?"

Smiling nervously, he let go of Molly and tried to break free of her grasp, which she only tightened.

"Molly?"

"You're nearly as stupid as me, you know. "

"What?"

Shocked as she pulled him back to her, Chase could only stand rooted to the spot like a statue as the girl which he had pretty much just confessed too brought their faces closer, and pressed their lips together in a soft, but reassuring kiss.

As she let go as quickly as she initiated it, Molly stared down at her feet, just as nervous as he was now.

"If...If you want to discuss this properly..." she began, whilst lacing and de-lacing her fingers together, " then meet me at the lighthouse tomorrow afternoon...I-I want to do this properly, not just randomly late at night."

Blinking a few times to take in what she had said, Chase eventually lost his statue status, and took her hands in his own.

"Okay." He said, gaining her attention again."I'll meet you there at around four..."

Swallowing as she gave him possibly the most genuine smile which he had ever seen, he leant forward and pressed his lips to her, wanting her to know that he did appreciate what she had done first. Standing there for a few moments as she pressed back, Chase finally pulled away, letting of of Molly hand's in the process.

"You better be there tomorrow." He quietly said over his shoulder, as he made his way down the path.

"Oh I will, I was the one who asked, after all."

Watching him until she was out of sight, Molly contently headed back towards her house, wandering how she was going to explain this to the waiting Kathy and Candace inside, who she just knew would have been watching through the window.

Bah, I thought that I would be bad at writing the kiss scene, but I didn't realise that it would be THAT bad. xD

Ah wells, that's what you get for not planning. ;-;

I'm sorry for the what, 9 or 10 day wait for this chapter as well. I've been busy, and I wanted to write a long chapter so I had to wait until now to do it.

Updates will be a LOT more frequent after the next week and a half, when we finally go on summer break!

Thank you as usual, and reviews are loved, as also like usual, they let me know what you like and don't like about the story. :3