A Scolding for Love
Sebastian was still eating his burrito when a notification flashed on his screen. An unknown email was bugging him at this point in time? Sebastian rolled a sigh off of his chest, and already opened it. It was then that he realized it wasn't even his email. The dark haired boy clenched down on his teeth in annoyance.
"Mom. You have mail." Sebastian called up to his mother, removing himself from his seat. The ginger scurried on down to her son's basement, covered in sawdust. Sebastian resisted himself from rolling his eyes at her. The dust was getting all over his things. Still, an argument for another day.
Robin wiped her hands clean, and leaned towards the old desktop. A loud, and joyful, yell came from Robin's lungs. Disturbed by the sound, Sebastian rubbed his right ear.
"The hell, mom? Do you really need to scream?" Sebastian didn't get an answer from his mother. Instead, he was yanked to the screen, forced to read the email.
A new resident of Stardew Valley? And here to take that old farm? Sebastian's voice rumbled in his throat. His mouth didn't move to comply. "And from New York City..." His voice silently came to life.
His mother began to pace around in panic. The timestamp on the email was two days ago. The internet has been wonky for the past week. So it didn't get through. The village had less than twenty-four hours to get the farm in tip-top shape. There was a slight problem however; due to lack of inhabitants, the farm was very overgrown. There was no time to clean it, so Savannah had to do that on her own.
"Sebby! Set up the Wi-Fi. I'll run and get Lewis." Before Sebastian could argue, his mother was gone from his basement. He looked to his computer in discontent. Sebastian, do you still have work to do? Why, yes mother I do. Can I do your task later? Of course, Sebastian! With how Sebastian puffed out an angry breath of air, you would have thought fire came along with him. Gathering his tools, Sebastian headed upstairs. He had high hopes to miss Demetrius along the way. Those hopes were soon extinguished with an extinguisher attached to a fifty foot pole.
Stepfather and stepson glared at each other with icy, and unspoken words. Sebastian slowly made his way out the door before a conversation had arisen between the two.
"Now where are you off to?" The hatred was practically spewing off of Sebastian's stepfather. First, forced to leave my programming job, now you. The bitter thoughts stung Sebastian's mind.
"A new resident is taking the old farm. Mom has asked me to set up the internet." Sebastian didn't even stop from heading towards the door. Freedom was just in his grasp, and Demetrius was dangling him by a short leash.
"I didn't hear about this. You're not making this up are you?" The words began to drip like venom. Someone was going to snap in this conversation. Sebastian was three seconds closer to that than his stepfather. Sebastian turned slowly to face him. The death stained smile crept to his face.
"Now why would I lie to you?"
Demetrius flared with anger at the sight of his stepsons attitude. "Do not speak to me with that kind of behavior, young man. Not in my own house!"
Sebastian turned on his heels, leaving the scene as quickly as possible. He personally didn't want another argument. The gingerly stroll down the mountain's valley was calming to Sebastian. The clear view of the farm, which was a forest now, down the unused path.
His house my ass. The shop is still- "In my father's name!" Sebastian's head spun back to the path behind him. He yelled out as loud as he could, even though no one could hear him. The trees did an excellent job as a silencing mechanism. A rock was forced out of its lovely spot by Sebastian's boot. It came in contact with someone.
"Ow. Watch it there." Abigail came out from around the corner. Her purple hair now tousled slightly. The rock made contact with her head, and she was rubbing the bump.
"Sorry, Abby." Sebastian finished in a grim tone. Abigail threw her arm over Sebastian's shoulder. It was quite awkward, being the fact that he towered her.
"Demetri-ass again?" With her face scrunched up just a little, Abigail walked down the dirt path with Sebastian. He only rolled his eyes as his definite yes answer. This made Abby shake him a little.
"Oh come on, Sebby! Loosen up!" Abigail exclaimed, before she pointed down to the back he was nonchalantly carrying. "What's in the bag? Planning to do some murder in the woods?" An agitated breath whistled through Sebastian's teeth.
"Don't shake me, and don't call me Sebby! I'm not going to murder someone either." The hoarseness from his voice made Abigail hold her hands up in defiance.
"Woah, woah, okay first of all," Abigail began, and pointed at Sebastian. "Put your damn tampon in, you're overflowing," Sebastian just rolled his dark chestnut eyes. "Second of all, why 'ya down here then?"
Sebastian slumped the bag over his shoulder. Payback time. For minutes, Sebastian did not speak. No words muttered from his thin lips. Only on occasion he'd move his head to push his hair back to it's original spot. After a while, he stood before the old farmhouse on Meadowgrove Farm.
"That's for me to know..." Sebastian glanced back at Abby, tapping his boots on the stairs to shake off the excess dirt. "And for you to find out!" Abigail held out her slender arms in disarray. Her booted feet stomped on after him when he went inside.
"Sebastian! Come on! You can't just do that!" Abigail argued with the snickering man. Sebastian was hunched over, working on the wires and router. It didn't take long for Abigail to get lost in the memories the farmhouse held.
"Savannah! Come out and play!" A brown haired child exclaimed to the sun kissed farmhouse. A child of same height and age ran to the porch of the home.
"Abby! Abby! The bunnies were born yesterday!" The raven haired one explained to her friend. The two ran as fast as they could to the coop. In the distance, a blonde boy noticed the miniature race, and decided to beat them both at the punch.
"Aha! I win!" The sun colored hair boy yelled out while holding his fists high into the air. It was almost like he had a duel with the mountains around them. "I win, I win!" Little Savannah wasn't amused with this. She pouted, and stomped one of her feet on the ground.
"Saaaaaam! It wasn't a race! We came to see the bunnies." Sam's face resorted into a sour expression. No way was he going to take part in that. It soon turned into a way to mock the girls.
"Ha! Bunnies? The chickens are better." Abigail was having a laugh upon the silly argument. Her index finger met with Sam's cheek.
"You didn't say that yesterday Sammy, when one pecked at your hand!" Sam pouted at Abigail's remark. He despised being called Sammy. Savannah, however, had enough of their quarrel. Grabbing both of her friends by their hands, she pulled them into the coop. There, they were greeted by newborn bunnies. They were snuggled in by their mother's side. Sam went to go approach one, but Savannah stopped him.
"Nonno says not to touch them!" Savannah told in a whisper. She didn't want to startle the rabbits.
"Nonno?" The little Abigail asked to her raven-haired friend.
Abigail's attention was regained by Sebastian shaking her shoulder.
"Hey, what's up? Seems like you lost it there for a moment." His eyes squinted in a bit of concern for his friend. Abigail shook her head a little, freeing the purple strands of hair.
"No, not lost. Just in a time long forgotten." Sebastian rolled his eyes at her, replying, "Jeez, if I wanted a melodramatic story I would have went to Haley." Abigail's fist came in contact with Sebastian's shoulder. He chuckled and rubbed it to sooth the slight ache.
"Now what are you doing, Sebby?" Abigail picked the question back up while he continued with his work. Sebastian shuddered at his nickname.
"God damn it, it's bad enough that I can't get my mother to stop. Now you. If you're so adamant about knowing, I'm setting up internet for our new resident. Someone's moving into this old farm house." Abigail froze in her spot about the news. Grabbing her friend by the shoulders, she frantically began to interrogate him.
"What?! Who? Name, address, zip code, social security number, credit card number, health insurance? Where are they coming from? When are they arriving? Who the fucking damn bought this land! Answer me worm!" Abigail was shaking Sebastian like a magic eight ball, hoping her answers would be pleasant.
"Woah, okay! Lay off the coffee!" Sebastian managed to shrug Abby off of him. "They had the deed with them. Well, it might be a she. Her name is Savannah Ross? Rossi? Floss...?" The moment Sebastian even said Savannah, Abigail shoved him away. It couldn't be true. Could it?
"Oh and they're flying in from New York City. Why the hell would anyone-" Sebastian was cut off my Abigail's enthusiasm.
It's true.
"Savannah's coming home!" Yoba knows Abby might have woken the Valley up with her announcement. And it was easy to see Abigail could not contain herself. It was like watching a little kid hyped up on too much sugar.
"Okaaaaay," Sebastian grabbed Abby by her shoulders just to calm her down slightly. It wasn't working. The girl was like a little energizer bunny. "I take it you know her?" Sebastian leaned in question.
"Know her? Know her?" Abby didn't even answer his question before taking off out the farmhouse door. "I'll be back, Sebby!" This took Sebastian aback from what just happened. He rubbed his forehead in confusion. Wait…
"Abby, where the hell are you going?!" Sebastian flung open the wooden door to scream down the pathway at the purple haired energizer bunny. Abigail turned to back peddle as she called back to her friend.
"I'm telling Sam the good news!" With that, Abby was gone in the distance. Sebastian slipped back into the warmer farmhouse. Yoba knows it's way too chilly to be gallivanting like Abby was. First Abby, now Sam? Who the hell is this person? And why does she, or he, I can't tell, know the two? How come I don't recall a thing about them? Sebastian shook his head a little. These questions were starting to give him a headache. Back to the wiring.
Still on his hands and knees, Robin came on in to finalize the lock and keys to the home. It's been unlocked for almost a decade. Lewis lost the key in the lake near Cindersap forest. She smiled at her son.
"Working hard, Sebby? Good!" Robin said aloud, causing an agitated sigh from Sebastian. He had to explain once more that he does work.
"Mom, I do have a job. You just don't see it, or you refuse to." Sebastian pouted at his own mother, who then in return turned to him with a frown.
"Sebastian Hatchet! Don't speak to me like that! Demetrius is right, your attitude is getting out of hand, young man." Sebastian only shook his head at the mention of his stepfather. He turned back to the pressing work of rewiring the house to even have some form of Wi-Fi. He wasn't going to have an argument with his mother as of right now. He wasn't in the mood. Three in a day is never healthy. Although, in Sebastian's little black number book that he keeps stored in his mental notes, the one tiff with Abigail may not count.