Hey fanfictioners! Can you guess what time it is? New story time! Woohoo! I hope I'm not being overwhelming, bombarding you guys with updates like this. Hopefully all of this constant updating now will make up for a foreseeable lack of updating and activity during the school year :p. Yessir, this is set to be a three-shot about Chase and Luke going to the movies together...against Chase's will, of course ;). I just LOVE writing about these two characters together x). And this time it's in Chase's point of view, which I've never done before. A nice change of pace, no?
In this story, the movie that the two go to see is the movie Inception, which is one of my favorites. However, the movie is not a huge plot point. In fact, it won't really become involved at all until the third and final chapter. So if you haven't seen it, now worries, I don't think it'll take away from the reading experience at all :). I hope that you all enjoy it! And remember, if you have anything to say about it, be it compliment or criticism, please send it to me in a review! The more reviews that this story gets, the more I'm encouraged to update it to the next chapter :D.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon or Inception.
On to the future presentation!
"Now, for the drawing of the grand prize…tickets to see Inception on Plasma Island!" Hamilton addressed the waiting crowd. Most of the people in the crowd looked excited, as if Hamilton were a magician and he was about to pull a bunny out of the barrel. I, however, was not among them. I was possibly the only one in the crowd whose eyes weren't trained solely on the stout little man on stage.
Tickets to see Inception. The first prize in the annual Castanet Island raffle. He called them a "big prize".
A big prize my ass! I could've easily gone to the movie theater on Plasma Island and paid about $8 to get the tickets myself, if I felt so inclined. Which I didn't, because movies are a waste of time. What's the benefit? A couple of hours spent in a dark, stuffy room watching other people do things on a big screen. Yet so many people enjoy them. Why can't we do things for ourselves, instead of watching other people do them? One of the many things I'll never understand…
"Hey," Gill, standing next to me, nudged my side. "I know you don't like movies, but wouldn't it be great to go with her?" He pointed to a girl standing close to the stage. She was wearing a green dress, and her brown eyes sparkled with expectation. Angela.
"I guess it wouldn't be too bad." I said, shrugging indifferently. Angela had just moved to Castanet about a season ago. She came to the Brass Bar where I worked every night and we talked. She was really nice, and really pretty. I suppose I wouldn't mind spending a couple of hours in a dark, stuffy room watching other people do things on a big screen if I went with her. But out of all the people in Castanet, it was unlikely that either of us would get selected. Still, I couldn't help but smile at her excitement over the whole ordeal. It was so silly, so insignificant, but it made me happy.
"And the winner of the first Inception ticket is…" Hamilton's arm fished through a large, brown barrel for a few seconds and the whole crowd fell silent. I was still watching Angela when I noticed that behind her stood Luke, my worst enemy. Okay, so he wasn't really an enemy, more the bane of my existence. He was bouncing up and down on his heels as he waited for Hamilton's announcement, his face practically turning purple with anticipation.
"Luke!" Hamilton announced, waving a slip of paper with Luke's name on it in the air. Goodbye to my trip to the movies with Angela.
Most of the crowd began clapping wildly. Luke himself started jumping for joy as he ran up to the stage. I couldn't suppress an eye roll as I watched him up there, whooping and cheering.
"I'd like to thank my Daddy, my bro Bo, and my best friend in the whooooole wide world…Chase!" He shouted, holding his ticket as if it were an Oscar.
"Oh god, not the whole 'buddy' thing again." I murmured so that only Gill could hear me. One day, totally out of the blue, Luke had shown up at the Brass Bar and started to pester me. I kept telling him to stop, to go and find something better to do with himself. But apparently, in Luke language, that means 'Keep talking and annoying the hell out of me! Go on, please, continue!' So he continued, and might I say that he was absolutely relentless.
"And now for the second winner who will join Luke on this fantastic trip to the movies!" Hamilton said. I have never met someone so ignorant, so hyper, and so immeasurably dense, as Luke. Each night after the first he came back, and each night after the first I tried to get him to go away. I baited him with fake prizes outside of the Bar, I offered to play hide and seek with him and suggested that he do the hiding, I even told him to jump off a bridge a few times. But no matter what I tried, he always came back. Always. Because somehow, due to of some upper force that I have absolutely no control over, Luke got it into his pea of a brain that we're best friends. At least, with him at the movies, I won't have to deal with his company for a night. Man, do I feel bad for the poor sucker forced to go to the movie with him.
"Chase!" Hamilton called. Huh? Did he just say my name? Everyone in the crowd was smiling at me and began to clap.
"Get up there!" Gill began to push me forward.
"What? What did I do?" I asked.
"You won the second movie ticket." He smirked, and then shoved me up on to the stage. I won the second—oh. Oh goddess. You've got to be kidding me…
"Chase! Guess what, guess what!" Luke said, bouncing even more than he had been earlier. "We get to be MOVIE BUDDIES!"
Someone shoot me. Please. Any moment now would be nice.
But no, nobody was going to pull out a gun and point it to my head even if I pleaded for them to. One of the negatives of living in a world where everything's happy and sunny, and your only problem is trying to rescue the Harvest Goddess.
"Congratulations Chase and Luke! Your ship to Plasma Island leaves at 6:00. I hope you enjoy your marvelous prize!" Hamilton said as he cheerily handed me my ticket. I almost threw the ticket down. I almost crushed it with my shoe, and told Hamilton that there was no way he could get me to go to a movie with a moron of Luke's stature. So he could just take back his damn ticket and give it to someone else who wanted it. But I didn't. I only nodded solemnly and silently began to squeeze the ticket in my hands. I guess I'm just too polite.
As soon as the raffle ended, Luke was all over me.
"I thought maybe after the movie we could go out to eat at a restaurant! I heard that Plasma Island has the BEST restaurants!" He said, bobbing up and down beside me as I walked to my house.
"I think we'll be all filled up on popcorn and such, so there's really no need." I told him as calmly as I could.
"Yeah, you're right. Popcorn's much better anyway! And I just looooooove the candy at the movie theater. Ooh! And the nachos! Those are yummy too! And I also like the—"
"Luke, maybe we should see what they have to order when we get there. For now, I'm going to go home and revel in my sanity for a little while longer. Why don't you go cut down some trees…or something."
"Alrighty bud! I'll see you at 6:00!" He said and scampered off. It's usually not that easy to be rid of him, but I suppose since we'll be spending the evening together at the theater, God has decided to give me at least a few hours of sanity. Thanks a lot big guy.
When I got to my house, the first thing I did was smack my head against the wall. Then I did it again. A third time for good measure. After a relaxing series of head-against-the-walls, I began to cook. Cooking has always been at least somewhat calming, even in the most undesirable circumstances. I just finished eating my homemade tomato risotto when I heard a few loud knocks on my door in rapid, impatient succession. Golly gee, I wonder who that could be?
"BUUUUUUDDYYYY! C'mon out here! We've got to go to the movie!" Luke shouted. I sighed; his arrival was inevitable, but I was kind of hoping it would be interrupted. Like if he spontaneously combusted into itty bitty pieces? Yeah, that'd help.
Luke was still pounding on the door and shouting. "Hold on Luke, I'll be out in just a second!" I called to him. The pounding stopped, followed by the sound of restless feet shuffling. Could he be more impatient? Wearily, I got up and opened the door to be faced by a broadly grinning Luke, decked out in his Sunday best; ripped jeans, a t-shirt, and a flaming bandana.
"Hiya bud! You ready to get this show on the road?"
"As ready as I'll ever be…" I mumbled in reply. I wasn't afraid to show my utter dislike of what was going on, as Luke was too dense to ever pick up on it.
"Well then let's gooooo!" Immediately he began speeding down the road with me in his wake.
"Luke…wait up…I can't…run fast…" I was breathing heavily by the time I finally caught up with Luke at the docks. He wagged his finger at me in a 'tsk tsk' manner.
"Those desserts at the bar must not be treating you well Chase! I had forgotten that you're not a swift and nimble carpenter like me, but rather a lazy baker." I looked down at myself. I may not be athletic, sports never were my strong suit, but I was pretty well built. Lean and muscular, I saw no trace of any so called 'lazy baker'.
"Luke, I really don't know what you're talking about." I said flatly. He didn't seem to hear me.
"Fear not, fair Chase! For I can definitely help you get into shape. I'll be your personal trainer!" his eyes sparkled when he said this. It was kind of unnerving, actually.
"Uh, no thanks, I'm all set." I told him.
"No, I insist! For it is my job, as the bestest axe man in Castanet, to steal from the rich and give to the poor!" He pronounced loudly.
"Are you thinking of Robin Hood?" I asked him.
"Hmmm, I don't know…" he began to think. Just then, Pascal arrived on his boat. Perfect timing too; I really didn't want to continue the discussion, or have Luke enlist himself as my personal trainer.
"All aboard to Plasma Island!" Pascal called.
"C'mon, let's go! Let's go see Inception!" Luke grabbed my hand and dragged me onto the boat, and we were off. I could tell that this was going to be one hell of a night…