Good morrow to you all! I am madam FacelessDoll! I am formally speaking of how formal people back in the old days formally speak. I deeply apologize for the inconvenience of not posting my work in a shorter span of time, though, I am finally becoming of a more responsible person [(O.O) Must be the apocalypse]. I swear to the Holy One, if I ever slacked myself of not finishing this masterpiece, I may now just put my lips on someone's bottom, and kiss it furiously and repeatedly.

DISCLAIMER: Harvest Moon and all things that are associated with it are all owned by NATSUME, You must be seriously drunk and high if it was owned by another human being.

My life was just getting better and better. I made some buildings and homes that and I got to meet the residence of the new houses. I am currently in a Tailor's Shop and the person who runs this was Yuri. Yuri is a quiet yet, a sweet girl. But days ago, when Michelle introduced me to her, she was so timid that she only greeted me, and then left with a goodbye. But as days pass, I talked her a bit and we became friends because we share the same personality. Little by little, she began to open up to me, but I'm glad that she begins to open up.

The reason I was in the Yuri's shop because I was asking advice for what I should wear for the picnic that Rod invited me to.

"So, what do you think I should wear Yuri?" I asked while my arms were in sideward in a T–like position while she was measuring my body with a measuring tape.

"I think you look fine just the way you are, Alice." Yuri spoke while measuring my waistline.

"I suggest that she should wear a pinked colored floral patterned dress~" Michelle then hums a tune and danced around like a little girl who imagines herself like a ballerina.

"Thanks for the suggestion Michelle, but I think I agree with Yuri." I putted my hands down and stretched them.

"What? But Alice, It's a DATE! In a date, the girl must wear something that a boy, like Rod, goes gaga for! And I say it should be pink!" Michelle exclaimed. "And besides, your work clothes are for work, and look! Your current work clothes are covered in dirt because of planting of crops, isn't it?"

Yuri fixed her glasses and said, "Not to mention some of the furs of the animals are getting on your clothes." She picked up some fur that I know that came from Milky.

"Then what should I do?" I asked desperately.

"Hmm. . . How about this, I will ask what kind of clothes that Rod will like for a girl to wear, and I'll report back to Yuri and we'll help together to make a cute outfit, while you Alice, why don't go and pamper yourself up? Like maybe getting a haircut?" Michelle held strands of my and ruffled them a bit. "Sheesh, looks like you have split ends, Alice. Have you been taking care of your hair?"

"Well, yeah. I always trim my hair every end of a season. My mom told me to." I caressed my hair.

"Why don't you go to Allen's and have them trimmed a bit." Yuri suggested. "And Alice, why don't you try having longer hair? If you look at yourself, you look beautiful with it." Michelle smiled.

"Well, maybe some other time, like fall or winter season? Because summer is just around the corner, I should have a short hair so I can avoid overheating and passing out." I walked towards the door, grabbed the knob and opened it. "I'll see you guys later, alright?"

"Yeah see ya! ~" Michelle waved. "See you later, Alice." Yuri smiled. I smiled back, walked outside and closed the door.

"Do you think Rod likes the color pink?"

"But that's your favorite color, Michelle."

"Don't tell me his allergic to the color pink?! What a cruel world he lives in! I pity him!"

"Sigh."

"Does my hair already have split ends? I been taking precautions of the shampoo I been using." I kept on finding any split ends on my hair and didn't look where I was walking. Then, I bumped into something unexpectedly.

"Oh, I'm sorry; I wasn't looking where I was—Allen!"

"Well if isn't Alice, don't worry, apology accepted, and besides, I would never get angry to a cute and adorable like you." He petted me on my head and gave me a smile.

I felt blood rushing to my cheeks. His hand is really big and strong, unlike Rod's; his hand is strong, but soft and warm-! What am I thinking?!

"S-so uhh, Allen, are busy today? Because I kinda need a little bit of trimming on my hair."

"Well, it does look like your hair needs to be trimmed. But wouldn't it better if it was grew longer? Long hair might just suit your natural look." He grinned.

"No, I'm pretty sure I just need a trim. Besides, the season of summer is almost here, so having longer hair is a bit of inconvenience while I'm working." Is it me, or is it déjà vu?

"Hmm, well, I guess you're right, considering the fact that you're working on a farm. Okay, let's go to my shop then, shall we?" He smiled.

Neil's POV

"So Neil . . . What do you think should I do?!" Rod whined like a little puppy.

"Speak normal, eat normal, play normal, and act normal." I spoke continuously.

"That isn't gonna help me!" Rod shouted and he then lies down on the sofa with great depression.

"Well it isn't my problem you asked a girl to go on a date with you and you don't know what to do." I took the cup and polished it with a cloth.

"First of all, it's not a date! It's just a picnic. And second, the girl I asked to go in a da—I mean, picnic, is Alice!"

*CRACK*

". . ."

". . . Neil, what was that? You okay?" Rod asked with concern

". . .Huh? Oh yeah. I just broke the glass I was polishing, but I wasn't hurt or anything." What was that about? Why did I suddenly feel irritated thinking that Rod will be spending time with Alice? It's not like it's my business or anything but. . .

"Hello hello hello! ~" Suddenly the door swung open and I know who that pink colored clothe design belongs to.

"Oh, hi Michelle" Rod greeted with his usual goofy smile.

"You know, you shouldn't just barge in like that." I look at her with a glare.

"Then, what is the use of having a door that should be opened and closed by you, your friends, and your customers?!" Michelle protested.

"Then what is the purpose of having a door that supposed to be used for knocking before barging in to someone else's house?" I answered back.

"I—touché." She pouted. She then walked towards Rod, and sat in another chair across him.

"So Rod, I was just wandering. . ."

Alice's POV

"And there you go." Allen turned the chair around and it faces me to a big mirror.

"Thanks Allen, I may look the same, but I kinda feel fresh." I twirled my hair a bit.

"Alice, if you don't mind me asking, why the sudden trim of hair? Usually girls trim their hair by the end of a season." Wow. He really knows a lot about hair, as expected of Allen.

"Well. . . I-I'm kind of be going on a picnic somewhere this Friday with R-"When I was about to say his name, a thought of his face with a warm smile made me blush and suddenly covered my mouth with both of my hands.

"Excuse me, but with who?" Allen then seems to be thinking in a deep thought, I swear I think he will be there and he might interrupt us." "And why did you cover your mouth with your hands?"

"I—Uhh. . . Involuntary movement?" I laughed nervously.

"So, who are you going with?" He brought his face near mine and I just it made my face flush even redder.

"I- Uhh – with my cow?" I wasn't able to think straight when his face is so close to mine. And then, I felt something caressing my left cheek and I processed that it was Allen hand doing it.

"You're a bad girl Alice. I heard you say the letter 'R' So who is she? Or should I say he?" He brought his face closer and uttered "If it is a guy, then sorry, I'm afraid I can't let you be touched and taken by another guy, Alice."

I swear that all my blood drifted to my face. I could feel his breathe against my face. I wasn't able to think straight and just said something that was very stupid which was—"W-w-with my turnip, R-r-Ren!"

". . ."

". . ."

An awkward silence just circled around us.

"I-I-I gotta go now Allen, Thank you f-for t-trimming my hair." I pushed and just dashed out of the shop, for god's sake, that was embarrassing!

Allen's POV

"Turnip? Ren? Heh, that girl really is something, she's just so cute." I fixed my glasses and put them back on my face. "Sorry Alice, but if it is another guy, I'll just take you in a hard way."

Neil's POV

"So, you wanted me to know what kind of outfits I like on a girl because you and Yuri need a new design?" Rod scratched the back of his head.

"Yes, that's right~" Michelle hummed.

"Can it be a theme, or a color?"

"Well it could be a theme. But make it quick! We can't start with it without your opinion because Ali—I mean, w-we uhh need it before or the day on Friday." Michelle flashed a concerned smile.

"I never thought of that. . . What should I say, Neil?" He looked at me.

"I don't know, you were the one being asked." I crossed my arms and just leaned on the wall with my back.

"Well, I kinda girls that wears something cute but fresh at the same time." Rod answered with a smile on his face.

"Fresh . . . at the same . . . time. . . Got it, thank you for doing business with you Rod, and now I have to go, bye." The pink chick dashed off.

"Wonder what that was about?" Rod turned and smiled at me.

"Don't ask me." I began to think again Alice and Rod being together. . . Wait! What am I thinking? It's not like I don't like Alice hanging out with Rod or anything. I turned my look to Rod and he seems to be holding a red, knitted scarf. He smiled at it and then chuckled with his face a bit red.

"Rod, you alright? Are you sick or something?" Maybe it's one of those seasons.

"Huh? Yeah. Never better." He chuckled.

"Alright. . . If you don't have any business here, then go back to your house already."

"You're so mean, Neil!" He exclaimed.

Whew, my head is aching. Maybe I am now experiencing what Zeus experience on his head when he was giving birth to Athena! Hahaha! Ok, that joke just now was stupid. Anyways, Comments, suggestions and other things that are in the same term with them are welcome! Thanks for reading you guys! (Wow! I am no longer typing in a formal way!)