Geezaloo, if you're reading this, then I must have finally gathered enough courage to publish something and figured out how to do it! *pats back* Yes! Anyway, if this chapter seems a little short, it's because I normally write way too much extra info and I'm trying to break the habit. Plus, it was a whole lot looooongerrrr on MicWord. The next chapters will be longer, trust me.

My lil' sis is the one who came up with this, and since I love her and the plot sounds cool (and she won't let me sleep at night unless I do this! jk don't kill me Loony!) I'm doing it. (btw, I'm not giving out our real names, but I'm not gonna refer to her as lil' sis all the time, cuz' that'd take too long. I'll call her Loony, and myself Candy, because we're just like Luna and Candace in these games!)

This isn't just a oneshot, people. It's gonna take a while, because we have it aaaall planned out, and I like stories that way. But suggestions are definetely welcome, b/c I'm definetely gonna need some help. Please review if you actually stick with this story, and pleeeease don't just bash me b/c I have the most frageelee ego ever.

Okay, I'll shut up now. Thx and enjoy!

The waves lapped against the wooden pier as Pascal led me into the dark town. Only a few lights hanging outside of the various buildings lit our path. I stuck close behind him, fearful of being lost in these foreign surroundings.

I let go a sigh of relief when he opened the door to the inn. With a tip of his captain's hat and a gentleman's smile, he nodded me in. "Good luck, missy."

I smiled nervously and watched the only person I knew on this island close the door before turning slowly to survey my new home for the night.

A bright pink poof of a girl skipped over to me. "Hiya I'm Maya and you must be the new person so pleased to meet you (!) are you tired at all I bet you are or maybe you're hungry would you like something to eat (?) here I made cookies-"

"Maya!" A short pink-haired lady with a big mouth bustled up. "So sorry dearie. My granddaughter is quite excitable. She just can't help herself when she sees a new face 'round here."

"Yeah, since nobody ever comes anymore!" Maya chirped. "Don't you know how hard it is to run an inn when there's no one to stay in it (?) super hard oh cupcakes (!) it's hard now about those cook-"

"Ahhaha Maya dear, why don't you go and tidy up the kitchen? I'll have Jake take her to her room. You must be awfully tired, right dearie?"

"Oh umm yeah…" I scratched my head and spoke to the little wooden chair to her left. "It was a long ride, so, um, yeah."

"Jake!" The lady yelled. "Come here and take care of…ah, what's you're name dearie?"

"Molly." I mumbled.

She looked mildly stunned. "Serious? Okay – Take Mobdie to her room!"

"Huh? Nono, I said Molly."

"Ohhhh. Look kid, you've got to speak up around me. Correction, Jake!" she bellowed. "It's Emily!"

I almost corrected her, but then I was hit with a huge wave of drowsiness. Suddenly, I didn't care if they knew me as Mobdie. I just wanted the sweet sensation of my head hitting stiff cotton pillows. Thankfully, a graying man – Jake – came and showed me to a room so I could do just that. I don't think it took me five minutes to start dreaming.

** :3 **

I woke up to the familiar sounds of fighting. Great. Now I'd have to wait to go and eat. My stomach spoke up, trying to veto as I waited. But I ignored it, opting instead to press my ear to the door. I heard a complaint, a retort…someone stomped their foot and…ooh, was that the smashing of a cup? Then stomping and the slamming of a door while a high pitched voice yelled after the person leaving.

Once I finally deemed it safe, I walked out to survey the result. I didn't see anyone until a head popped up from behind the counter. She wiped at her light aqua eyes and gave me a watery smile. "He's always like that. Refuses to eat my food. I mean I try my hardest and everything to make him the best snacks ever but he just doesn't oh well he's missing out stupid butthead."

Poor girl. "Oh, well, I'm sure that your food's fine, Maya. He must have some kind of problem." I paused and coughed. "Ah, who exactly are we talking about?"

"Chase!" Maya started sweeping up the bits of a tea cup angrily. "He always disses my food but he's missing out right (?) hey you want some since he's not gonna I worked all morning on it here." She shoved a plate under my nose, and I almost dry heaved right then and there. I'd assume it was something breakfast-y, but it didn't look like anything I've ever come across before. It was still jiggling even though her arm was stable, and it was a deep puce in color. Homer Simpson wouldn't eat that!

"Um…I…uh…see…" I was saved from near death by a short man with an impossible grey hairdo who jiggled as much as Maya's creation. "OOOH, good morning my dear girl! Today is your lucky day!"

Really? 'Cuz it only went downhill from there.

Loony: You just had to stick your name in there?

Me: What? Mobdie?

Loony: *glares* You know what I mean.

Me: Well...It really sounds like that when you mumble 'Molly'. Honest!

Loony: *starts stalking toward me with an evil aura*

Me: Well-gotta-go-homework-to-do-places-to-see-please-review-bye! *runs and hides behind locked door*

Loony: *turns and smiles sweetly* Thank you very much. And since we don't want any lawers on our front step, neither me nor Candy owns Harvest Moon. Byebye!