Don't sue me, okay?! I have my reasons! So, I'm basically stuck for ideas on 'Thunder and Lightning' and have decided to put it on hiatus until 'Mystic Moon' is done (next chapter currently under editing). So, I'm gonna put this story up to hear your thoughts and stuff. It was swirling in my head and would not go away!

Chapter One: Chelsea and her Phobias

Chelsea looked over her new farm with a weak smile. She couldn't believe it. She had been able to get this far without fainting or anything! She mentally high-fived herself and walked over to her new house. This would be the first time she entered it since she actually arrived on Sunny Island. She had been staying at the inn for the last week.

The door creeked as Chelsea cautiously opened it. Looking around the new house, her worst fears were awakened. The house was covered in spiderwebs. Spiderwebs can only mean one thing...

"Spider!"

In the corner of the house, a big hairy spider lay waiting. Chelsea imagined it licking its lips and sharpening its fangs, getting ready to eat her whole. The thought terrified her and she ran out of the house screaming. She ran all the way to the edge of her field. She was finally away from that ghastly creature. She let out a relieved sigh and turned around to see...

"Water!"

Once again, she let out a loud scream and ran into the middle of her field. That was close! She could have fallen and drowned or a fish could have jumped up and eaten her whole. Chelsea placed a hand over her racing heart. This was too much for her. Her eyes wandered down to the ground and she froze again.

"Worm!"

You know what? I can't go on telling you this story if you keep snickering! Maybe I should have explained the situation a little better... I thought you would have been more compassionate towards the girl!

Okay, let me see. You can phrase this in many ways. Chelsea's a scaredy-cat. Chelsea's weak. Chelsea's a cry-baby. Or you could be nice and phrase it this way: Chelsea has a lot of phobias.

When I say a lot, I mean a lot. Acrophobia, gelotophobia, agrizoophobia, arachnophobia, bathophobia, hydrophobia, entomophobia, coulrophobia, didaskaleinophobia bufonophobia, dishabiliophobia, ligyrophobia, ophidiophobia, scoleciphobia, lygophobia, ochlophobia, suriphobia, zoophobia and many, many more. And they have haunted Chelsea her entire life.

As you can imagine, phobias are hard to live with. You see people who are terrified of one thing but can go on about their normal lives avoiding this one thing. But what are you supposed to do when you're terrified of almost everything? It's very hard...

Chelsea wiped the forming tears away from her eyes. Why? Why was she petrified of everything?! It wasn't fair! She felt the tears rolling down her face and froze. Water... Her breath got heavy as she watched the tear slowly fall off her face. She let out a small sigh of relief.

Chelsea wandered around the field, kicking up the dirt with her red rubber boots. How was she supposed to farm when she was terrified that she might dig up an insect. Or worse, a worm. The thought of the ugly, slimy creature appeared in her mind. Chelsea clutched her head with her hands and shook it hard. She didn't need this!

Out of frustration, she ran down the dirt trail towards the town. She sniffled and wiped the tears away before they could run down her face. Stupid. Stupid life, stupid farm, stupid spiders, stupid worms and, most importantly, stupid phobias!

Chelsea, with her eyes glued to the ground in shame, didn't watch where she was going and bumped into someone. Or rather, something. Lying flat on her back, she mumbled a lame "ow" and opened her eyes. To find herself staring into two black eyes. Two black cow eyes. The cow stood over her, breathing its warm, sticky breath onto Chelsea's face. Chelsea's eyes widened and the cow let out an enormous "Mooooo!"

Chelsea screamed. She quickly scrambled out from underneath the terrifying creature and slowly backed away. That cow was plotting to kill her, she could tell! It was written all over its face!

"Hey! Grab that cow!"

Chelsea heard a voice in the background. It told her to grab the cow. Touch... That... Cow... She didn't move. Her eyes quivered as she stared at the cow. The cow stared back. Their eyes locked in a staring contest. Chelsea knew she was going to lose. All the cow had to do was move. And it did. The cow took one step closer to Chelsea.

Another scream was heard. Chelsea turned to run back to her farm but something stopped her. The voice she had heard earlier.

"Hey! I thought I told you to grab the cow. Jeez, it could have gotten away, thanks for nothing..."

Chelsea turned around to look at her accuser. Her damp cerulean eyes met with cold amythest ones. Chelsea tried to find her voice but it was very hard with both the evil cow and this mysterious person staring at her.

"I-I... Wh-what I mean is... I-I don't think I-I could..."

Tears sprung back into her eyes again. Why was she so useless?! She buried her face into her hands. A look of shock and pure uncomfortableness filled her accuser's face.

"Shit, why do I always do that..."

They placed a gloved hand uncomfortably on her shoulder. Chelsea looked up through water-filled eyes. The pair of eyes, although still cold and distant, looked slightly concerned. Chelsea covered her face with one hand embarrassed. The other hand lay limply at her side. She gave one finally sniff and wiped her nose with the back of her hand.

"I-I'm sorry for... For, uh, crying..." Chelsea managed to stutter, her glossophobia kicking in. She adverted her eyes quickly, and suddenly found the ground quite interesting.

"Uh, it's okay?" It sounded more like a question than anything else. Chelsea held out her hand to the mysterious person, still admiring the ground.

"I-I, um... My n-name is Chelsea. I-I'm the new, uh, farmer..."

Her hand was shook, gently but firmly. Chelsea's whole body froze up, suddenly remembering her haphephobia. The other person noticed and quickly removed their hand.

"Vaughn," he replied curtly. Chelsea looked up long enough to take in his appearance before returning to examine the dirt.

The mysterious per- er, Vaughn, dressed in a way that reminded her of a cowboy. He wore a black shirt with a brown vest, black jeans and two belts that overlapped. On his head, a black cowboy hat was placed. She had already seen his cold, amythest eyes and from under the hat, she saw strands of silver hair. Chelsea silently thanked god for not giving her pistolpetaphobia.

Chelsea, still fully aware of the cow's presence, shuffled on her feet awkwardly. "I-I have to, um, need to... I have to go..." Why was talking so hard?

Chelsea turned on her heel and left Vaughn on the bridge. When she reached her field, she looked sadly at the large area. It had so much potential and had been left in the hands of... her. Sighing, Chelsea started to head towards the house but froze remembering todays earlier catastrophe. Where was she meant to sleep now?!

Groaning, Chelsea took out her wallet and walked back over the bridge to the inn. It may be expensive but she'd rather waste her money than sleep in a room with an eight-legged creature. She knew it would eat her alive.

Ta-da! Watcha think? I shall now explain all of the phobias mentioned so you don't have to look it up. Unless you already have... sucker.

Acrophobia - Fear of heights

Gelotophobia - Fear of being laughed at

Agrizoophobia - Fear of wild animals

Arachnophobia - Fear of spiders

Bathophobia - Fear of depths

Hydrophobia - Fear of water

Entomophobia - Fear of insects

Coulrophobia - Fear of clowns

Didaskaleinophobia - Fear of going to school

Bufonophobia - Fear of toads

Dishabiliophobia - Fear of undressing in front of someone

Ligyrophobia - Fear of loud sounds

Ophidiophobia - Fear of snakes

Scoleciphobia - Fear of worms

Lygophobia - Fear of dark

Ochlophobia - Fear of large crowds

Suriphobia - Fear of mice

Zoophobia - Fear of animals

Glossophobia - Fear of speaking

Haphephobia - Fear of being touched

Pistolpetaphobia - Fear of... Cowboys!

So, there you go. If I get positive feedback, I'll continue. If not, I'll just write it for my own personal reading. If I don't write down an idea, it won't go away. Anyways, hope you enjoyed. Peace! :)