A/N: Hello everybody! Another update here :D

LinkGotAShotgun – I pm'd as asked

Joseph Kuo – Haha, I just noticed some errors in the last chapter where a few words had been cut in half. I'll have to go back and fix them. Because it's such an unloved pairing was part of the reason I chose to write it! I liked reading about Cremia, but between AFF and here there just wasn't enough fanfics to get my reading full. So I decided to try my hand at writing one. Thank you for your review!

Blizzaga Saga – I'm glad you like Romani's personality! I like writing her a lot. She's still a young girl with an adventurous personality and there's just so much you can with her character. I will admit I have completely forgotten she speaks in third person almost constantly when she references herself in conversations, but I am hoping people won't mind! I'm also happy you like how the story is going.

I don't think I'd be able to write a constantly exciting adventurous story, especially when it's about Cremia and her sister. They're both siblings that take care of their family's ranch, and their days leading up to the moon incident were probably very plain and normal before that. I'm planning on writing them so while even though the moon is falling, and the Gorman Brothers are up to no good, they're still dutiful to their Ranch life instead of just dropping it away completely.

But that's not say I don't plan on adding any excitement! Link's still going from here to there for his mission to save Termina, and there are a couple time loops I want to go through before he cracks down and kicks Majora's butt. His actions and decisions do affect Cremia and Romani for the loop he's in, like if he's there or not the first night, if he helps with the milk delivery the second day, etc.

My inspiration to write lately has been hitting me rather hard during the early morning, and while I catch some of my mistakes, I don't catch everything. My current goal is to write the chapter, and check the grammar and spelling the best I can, and then post it up once I am sure there isn't massively wrong with it. I usually notice more errors that I didn't see before once it's posted on the site, and between what I notice reading it on the site and what reviewers point out they've noticed by reading, I go back and edit and fix up bits.

As for their physical descriptions, I was planning over the course of this chapter and the next one to try to add in a little detail. Though I will admit I'm not sure if I've managed to write the descriptions in this chapter well enough they blend with the rest of the story or if they're sticking out like sore thumbs in usual spots.

Thank you for reviewing, and sorry my response was ginormous!

I've also managed to rewrite this chapter three different times, and I'm still not sure if I like it. But maybe that's just because I'm being a bit of a perfectionist and it's late. I hope you guys like at least part of it!

Edit: Already managed to stumble across an entire sentence and a half that I apparently forgot to delete when I was rewriting a paragraph. EEP! It's gone now!

I felt rather refreshed when I woke up to the sound of the cucco crowing, and I rubbed at my eyes and simply laid there for a few moments as I woke up fully. I wondered if Romani and Grasshopper had slept as well as I did last night.

I felt slightly bad for not having a third bed or some kind of spare mattress that Grasshopper could have used, but we had gotten rid of our parents bed a while back due to the unpleasant memories with their deaths connected to it, and I had shoved my bed over to fill the empty corner of the room.

Perhaps if he became a constant presence at the Ranch I would go and buy one from the carpenters in town. He surely didn't seem as if he was only here to visit us once before disappearing forever.

Yawning and stretching my arms out, I rolled over to see if Romani was waking up as well. I paused in the middle of my stretching, with one arm hanging over the side of the bed when I saw that her bed was empty and that it hadn't been looked like it had been used at all in the past couple of hours.

Pushing myself into a sitting position and giving a further look around the bedroom, it became obvious that last night I was the only one to come into the room, as there weren't even her usual set of dirty day clothes waiting next to mine to be put in the hamper.

Running a hand through my hair, I thought it wouldn't hurt to check downstairs and make sure everything was alright. I briefly remembered seeing they both had their bows out last night, and that made me stand and head towards the door.

Maybe they had gone out during the night to practice and she didn't want to wake me up sneaking back into the room? It wouldn't hurt to sneak down the stairs and just check to make sure they were both still in the house… I feel like such a worrywart.

Quietly opening it and thanking the Goddesses the hinges didn't squeak, I carefully made my way down the stairs, avoiding the steps I knew creaked under pressure. When I was far enough down the steps to peer into the main room, I was relieved to see Romani was curled up in the quilts next to Charlie, fast asleep. Her bow and empty quiver were lying beside her, and that confirmed my earlier thought that they had both snuck out last night to get in more archery practice, but why they would do so in the middle of the night was confusing me to no end.

It wasn't until brief movement caught my eye until I realized that Grasshopper was still here and awake, as he was sitting at our table digging through the travel pack he usually had slung across his back. He had a rather impressive amount of masks in a pile to the left of the pack, and on the right I could see several different unlit explosives and bottles and what appeared to be one of those pictographs. I could see the pack held even more things, but had no clue what they were.

A flicker of light drew my attention away, and my eyebrows nearly disappeared into my hairline.

A bright yellow fairy was slowly floating in a circle around the top of the room, and to be quite honest it was the first fairy I've actually ever laid eyes on. They weren't common around the Ranch, and while I've heard of people having fairy companions or seeing a fairy, I just never had the luck before now to see one for myself.

They certainly were as pretty as I heard they were. I took a step back just in case the fairy happened to swivel in my direction and see me. It'd be a little awkward to get caught in my nightgown spying on them.

As I studied him further, I noticed that the sword and shield that had been strapped to his back since I had met him – he hadn't even bothered to take them off during our lemonade break and dinner – had also been taken off and set down onto the floor next to his feet.

Without the shield or pack covering his back, I took a moment to study the boy that had visited us originally to find his horse, but stuck around after. He was definitely skinnier looking than Romani, but the way his tunic fit him I could tell he was rather built for his age. I wondered if those muscles would become larger and more defined as he got taller and older, or if they'd just become more defined and he'd stay lean.

Biting my lip, I watched as the fairy suddenly jolted towards him only to plop down on a mask nearby him. His head tilted in her direction before he shrugged and reached into his pack, this time pulling out a small wallet. Opening it and carelessly dumping the contents out in front of him, he began counting the rupees, shoving each color into its own little pile.

He had quite a bit of money saved up, and I began to think about what he could possibly do for a living. While I had thought earlier he might've been a travelling farmhand looking for hire, mostly due to his adept skills at egg gathering and moving bales of hale and heavy bags of oats around, and the way he kept a sword and shield with him at all times.

My view had been changed when I saw the collection of masks and other things in his pack, and now I wasn't really sure what to think of what he might do. Maybe he was just a simple adventurer? Although, what could make a teenager his age want to travel the world, let alone carry that much stuff everywhere?

Twenty minutes later found me standing in front of my mirror again, fresh out of the bath with a brush going through my hair. I could hear Romani chattering away with the boy downstairs, though the wall muffled the conversation. As I gave one last stroke and set the brush down, I stared at myself in the mirror for a moment.

Perhaps it was the fact my sister and I looked so alike, with our red hair and sapphire colored eyes, that the boy felt the need to give me those intense looks every time our eyes met. But if that was the case, why didn't he give those looks towards her? She was certainly more talkative with him than I was, and she had spent the entire day and probably night practicing archery with him and dragging him around the Ranch.

As I heard a thump downstairs followed by Charlie barking his lungs out, I finally turned away from the mirror and left the bathroom. As I made my way downstairs, Charlie came flying past me with the boy's hat in his mouth, and my eyes widened as Grasshopper came charging around the corner of the stairs and up after him.

He noticed I was standing there a little too late, and we ended up colliding and falling over onto the stairwell pretty hard. I could hear Charlie at the top of the steps giving muffled barks with the hat in his mouth.

We stared at each other, both of our eyes pretty wide. Now that he didn't have that hat on his head, I could see more of his haircut. His bangs were short and framed his face, but the rest of his hair was long and had to go at least down to his shoulder blades if the bit falling over his shoulder was any real indication of how long it truly was.

I'm sure I already resembled a tomato from being run into, but his face had just started to turn pink. I noticed his blush started with the tip of his nose and ears, and then slowly started to cross his cheeks until his full face began turning pink, and then a deeper pink into red.

I opened my mouth to say something, but he jolted to his feet and hauling himself down the stairs and out of our house with an amazing burst of speed.

Still blushing, I sat there and stared at the spot he had been for a couple seconds until I heard Romani's loud laughter as she cracked up. I glanced towards her, watching her nearly fall off the chair she was sitting in laughing at me. I noticed the fairy from earlier had been sitting on her head, but when she almost took the tumble off the chair had moved to float around my sisters head.

"Good morning, Sis!" She managed to say between laughs, and the fairy finally let out a small laugh of its own. I picked myself off the stairs then, turning to look up at Charlie, my eyebrows furrowing into a somewhat strict expression.

The dog noticed the look on my face and his ears instantly drooped. "Charlie, come here." I demanded, smoothing down my clothing. The small dog slowly made his way over with the hat, giving me a sad look. "You know it's not right to take our guests things, and you nearly got both of us hurt making him chase you up the stairs like that." Charlie let out a whine, and then dropped the hat onto the step in front of me.

I sighed and patted him on the head. "You're a good boy, but don't do it again, alright?" His ears perked back up and let out a happy bark as I picked up the hat. I made a face at the dog drool on it before carrying it down the rest of the stairs towards my sister and the fairy.

Giving them a glance, I turned towards the doorway leading out and could see Grasshopper standing next to Epona, petting the horse on the head softly. "I'm going to go give this back. Romani, would you please gather any dirty clothes you want washed for me? I'm going to do the laundry real quick after breakfast." I asked my sister as I took a towel and got most of the dog drool off the boy's hat.

"Okay! C'mon Tatl!" She hopped off the seat and ran upstairs, the fairy zipping along after her.

As I stepped outside, Epona snorted in my direction and he turned to face me. "Good morning, Grasshopper." I smiled at him, before looking down at his hat. "I tried to get most of Charlie's saliva off of it." I held it out towards him.

Grasshopper blinked at me before taking a few steps forward until he was directly in front of me, then took the hat from me with a nod. As I looked down at him, I noticed that he while he was definitely shorter than I was; he was at least half a foot taller than my sister was.

He continued to look at me, before the tip of his nose and ears turned red again and he rubbed at the back of his head sheepishly. Figuring he was still embarrassed about running into me earlier, I smiled at him. "Don't worry about the stairs. I've gotten knocked over worse by Romani when she's had a little bit too much sugar."

A few more blinks at me, and then he nodded again hastily, hands fidgeting at his sides. "Will you be staying at our Ranch again today?"

He turned to look at Epona for a few seconds, the foal chewing away at a small block of hay, and then nodded at me. "I'm planning on doing some chores after breakfast, and then working on getting the cows milked and the milk bottled for delivery tonight. Would you like to help?" I asked, hands clasping in front of me at my waist.

My response was another nod, followed by a smile. It was then Romani came flying out of the house, dirty clothes clutched to her. Tatl – as I heard she was called earlier - flew after her at a much slower pace with a small sock in her grip.

"Huff! Urgh! W-wait!" It squeaked, and Romani skidded to a halt next to me and Grasshopper, swiveling around on one of her feet. "You dropped this!" Tatl floated closer and upwards a bit before dropping the sock onto Romani's pile. "Thanks!" My sister replied, grinning wide. She gasped suddenly, realizing something.

"I forgot to introduce you two earlier!" Romani swung around towards me, the sock that had just been placed on top of the pile of clothes she was holding flying off and landing at Grasshoppers foot.

"This is Tatl! She's Grasshopper's friend," My sister bounced in place, oblivious to the fact she was dropping clothing left and right. "And this is my sister, Cremia!" Tatl attempted to fly down and under to pick up the same sock as before, but let out a tiny squeak as another sock fell on top of her.

"Romani! Be careful!" I quickly leaned over, carefully picking the sock off the fairy and the one off the ground at the same time. Tatl flitted upwards again, hovering around Link. "It's alright, Miss. I'm used to worse things landing on me traveling with Link!"

Storing the boy's actual name away, and deciding to start actually thinking of him by that name, I smiled at her. "It's a pleasure to meet you, but I'm still sorry for the sock landing on you." "Oh, it's really no problem. Thank you though!" Tatl bounced up and down for a second in thanks. Romani scooted away from the three of us to dump the clothing she was holding in the hamper, then ran back and snagged both socks from me before tossing them towards the hamper.

She still missed.

"… I'll get them later!" She quickly said when I went to tell her to go pick them up. With a sigh, I shrugged it off. "I'm going to start breakfast now, it shouldn't take too long to finish."

Romani and Link each nodded in agreement, and as I walked back in the house I heard Romani start barraging the other with questions about his horse, to which Tatl would respond.

True to my word, breakfast only took about ten minutes or so to prepare and cook. It was simple, like yesterday's breakfast, but both Link and Romani started stuffing their faces as soon as the food was served.

I ate my own food at a much slower pace, stopping every couple of bites to take a drink from my glass of water. Romani was attempting to explain to Link how we milked our cows each year. "First we get them all happy by giving them lots of oats and hay and apples and stuff, and then we give them a good brushing and then we talk to them while we're getting the buckets set up and milking them! I wanna see you milk a cow, Grasshopper!" She laughed at the expression on his face.

"That will depend if he actually wants to do the milking part, Romani." I placed another forkful of food in my mouth, chewing as she pouted at me. Link managed to straighten his expression out after a moment, beginning to shovel food into his mouth again.

Once the three of us had finished our meal, I collected the plates and made my way over to the sink. Setting our most recent plates on the counter beside it, I reached into the cupboard below the sink for some soap and a wash cloth. I grabbed a small drying towel as well, placing each of them next to the dishes on the counter.

"I'm going to go introduce Grasshopper to Mamamu!" Romani called, yanking the boy out of the house after her. "Don't get too crazy with the dogs, Romani!" I called out, not knowing if she was still in range to hear me or not. My sister goes to Mamamu's racetrack at least once a week, and has a grand time chasing the dogs around or getting the dogs to chase her, as well as betting on which dog would make it around the race track and cross the finish line first.

I just hoped she wouldn't get too competitive with Link over dog racing.

It took me a few minutes longer then it usually did to finish with the dishes, as I kept getting distracted by my thoughts and accidentally placing a cleaned and dried plate back into the water thinking it wasn't one I'd washed before. But once the dishes were all finally cleaned and dried off, I carefully stacked them in the cupboard. Pulling the cork out of the bottom of the sink, I watched it drain for a few seconds before turning and plucking the dirty towel off the counter to take with me as I went to do the laundry.

Laundry wasn't too hard of a chore to do, and I found it actually quite relaxing when I did it on a warm and sunny day like today. I could hear faint cheering coming from Mamamu's side of the Ranch, and giggled. Picking up the socks that Romani had forgotten earlier, I placed them with the towel I had just used inside the hamper and moved to fill the basin up with fresh water. There was a small box sitting next to the basin where I kept some soap for washing the clothes with, a rolled up line with a hook on both ends, and a box of clothes pins. I took out the line first, hooking one end to a small metal ring in the side of our house, and then walked the short distance over to the barn to hook the other end into another small ring on the barns wall.

Making sure the line wouldn't accidentally come off on either side when I started putting wet clothes on it later; I gave it a few tugs before figuring it was okay.

While I was washing the clothes in the basin, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye on the side of the house. I ignored it until I had begun pinning the washed clothes up to dry, and took a moment to glance over towards the wall. I could see there were several arrows embedded into the wood, and that made me wonder again about what my sister and Link had been up to last night. Usually she didn't get so careless with the arrows, as I remember the only time in the past she's hit something other than a balloon - which usually dropped the arrow right under it so she could pick it back up easily – it was usually the tree.

Once I got the last piece of clothing hung up, I took a moment slowly easing the arrows out of the wall. They were only far enough into the wall to get the tip of the arrowhead stuck, to which I was thankful, as I didn't really want to have to break the arrows and dig the arrowhead out of the wood later.

With a small collection of arrows held carefully in one hand, I used the other hand to drain the basin and put the soap away and close the box. I then picked the hamper up so I could go inside and put it and the spare arrows away.

When that was done, I came back outside and peered over towards the entrance to Mamamu's racetrack. I didn't think either of them were going to come out soon, so I decided I would get started on fixing up the cows' food.

I moved the planks locking the doors shut and swung a door open, smiling as the cows glanced up towards me. A few cows gave me a moo in greeting; the others just shuffled around or kept on lightly snoozing where they sat.

I patted the nearest cow on the head as I moved towards the area where Link had stacked the hay and oats the other day. Every time we had to make a milk delivery – especially when we had to deliver Chateau Romani - I made sure either by myself or with Romani's help to fill up the food troughs inside the barn with a mixture of hay, apples, oats, and carrots.

Father had always told me if you kept your cows healthy and content, and treated them to a good meal just before milking began, you'd get better milk than usual. I took his advice to heart; always making sure the cows had plenty to graze on, and that we fed them their favorite treats and meals the day of the milking.

I knew it made a difference, because every time I delivered milk to the town, I'd always get comments from the buyers how the milk tasted delicious and it was definitely the best in Termina. Last year while the owner of the Milk Bar was thanking me and paying for the delivery, he let it slip the Gorman Brother's milk tasted very watered down and he wasn't too keen on buying milk from them.

While I was filling the troughs, one of the doors was squeaked open. Romani hopped inside with a wide grin on her face, and Link slowly wandered in after her with a bland expression. "I totally kicked Grasshopper's butt at doggy racing, Sis! Six races in a row!" She laughed at the boy before walking over towards me and the troughs. She patted one of the Romani Cows a couple times, it mooing at her in response, before grinning towards me. "Mamamu wants to know if I can help her give the doggies a bath later... Can I pleeeeeeeeease? They're so cute!"

I found it hard to resist my sisters pleading expression, and laughed quietly before nodding. "Once we get the wagon loaded later and I'm headed off to town, sure." "YES!" She pumped both hands in the air, nearly smacking poor Tatl out of the air as the fairy flitted past.

The fairy let out a chirp at her in response, to which Romani quickly apologized.

Link was looking around the barn, and when he noticed I was looking in his direction he gave me a questioning look before gesturing around him. I glanced into the feeding troughs next to me, which had already had hay and treats put into them. "Would you mind helping me and Romani fill the top part of the trough with oats?" I smiled towards him.

He nodded quickly, scooting over towards the stack of oat bags. He picked one up, wobbling slightly as he held it in his arms, and then hastily walked over in my direction.

I helped him open the top of the bag, and the three of us each took a handful of oats, tossing them in with the rest of the food and mixing it up a bit so the cows weren't eating one solid layer after another.

It took us a while to get the last of the oats mixed in with everything else, but we managed to finish without any problems. I brushed my hands off onto my skirt, pausing to pick a bit of hay that had somehow got stuck in Romani's hair out and tossing it back into the trough.

"Now we just have to let the cows eat for a bit and then we'll be ready to get the buckets and bottles ready for milking. Give them an hour, maybe? They eat rather slowly after all…" I reached over to give one of the cows a few pats on its neck.

My sister tilted her head to the side before stretching her arms and crossing them behind her head. "Are you going to milk the cows with us, Grasshopper?" She grinned at him, and I couldn't help but give a small laugh as the expression from earlier appeared again on his face.

He didn't look all that excited at the prospect of having to milk cows, and I clasped my hands in front of me. "If you don't want to, it's perfectly fine with me. You have done enough helping us with getting the food ready today and you helped with the chores yesterday." I smiled at him.

His entire body seemed to relax once I spoke, and Romani just stuck her tongue out at him.

"How about while we are waiting, you explain to me why there were several arrows stuck in the side of our house?" I turned to look at Romani.

The look on her face was priceless.