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His princess and her beast - Part 1

[ clint x oc ] - when a new woman moves to Stardew Valley, the local blacksmith's life completly changes word count: ~2600 words

notes: had to join all the previous parts to make one big intro so sorry for the confussion although I may extend it in the future

The night was dark when the bus drove through the mist. It was nearly empty, only the driver and a young woman were inside it. The woman seemed nervous, almost scared. After 2 hours of travel, the bus finally reached its final destination: Stardew Valley. A remote village that very few people knew of. The perfect place to escape.

The woman quickly got off as soon as the bus stopped, grabbing her only bag and stepping onto the muddy ground. With nowhere to go, she wandered around the town. A small hospital, a shop, a museum… and most importantly, a big old abandoned building with its doors wide open.

She looked around to make sure no one was looking before stepping in, the old wooden boards creaking under her feet. Her body warmed up, finally sheltered from the wind. She carelessly left her bag on a corner of the decrepit kitchen and sat down next to it, swiftly nodding off to sleep.

She dreamt of flashing cameras, of paparazzi, of rehearsals. She dreamt of the life she desperately wanted to escape. She dreamt a lot, although she usually called it a nightmare.

She quickly stirred away when she heard the loud creaking of the wooden floors. There was someone else in the building. Before she could react, an old man walked in. He seemed shocked, his bushy brows rising.

“Who are you?” He seemed worried but also angry, so she didn’t answer right away.

“I…I’m so sorry. I needed a place to sleep and…I’ll leave right now please don’t call the police” She hastily got up and grabbed her bag, already preparing to walk away.

“You seem familiar. Do I know you?”

She felt her heart drop, swiftly covering her face with her short hair. Before he could ask more questions, she ran out of the room. She kept running until she found a lonely train station. Her heart was racing, both from the exercise and the shock. This couldn’t be happening.

She tried and tried to escape, but it never seemed to work. Was there really a place she could escape to?

When her head finally stopped spinning, she thought to herself. The embarrassment hit her all at once. Why was she acting like a child again? Why did she never face her problems and try to run away from them?

The night passed as she fell asleep from exhaustion on the rusty bench. Her whole body hurt, cramping from the uncomfortable position. The pain finally woke her up, her joints popping when she got up from her ‘bed’.

She made the decision to change her life, and she couldn’t back down now. And the first step would be to find an acceptable place to live. She thought she was confident enough to try to find the mayor and talk with him, but the second she saw the town square ‘filled’ with people, she immediately backed down. Maybe another day, she thought, there’s always tomorrow. But the next day the same thing happened. And again. And again.

She sat down at the train station, exhausted after another day of trying and failing.

“Maybe I could go at night? But then I’d be waking up the mayor. Maybe at noon? But people would be coming back from work! Fuck!” She laid down on the bench, her purple hair being stained with rust.

The only person she had talked to since she came to the village was that old man back at the abandoned building, and that was barely a conversation.

She needed to find a way because she couldn’t just live off of dirty fruit she found on the ground forever. She needed to stop being a coward and ‘just do it without thinking’, like her mother often said to her.

She still remembered those days. They weren’t so far off to have forgotten them. There were days where she felt like she couldn’t move, yet she needed to keep going until everyone else thought it was enough. Her days back at Zuzu city were a nightmare, both physically and mentally, but she couldn’t complain. She chose that life. A life not many could ever dream of. And yet here she was, running away like a coward. A selfish brat. A spoiled child. ...

Autumn finally ended, which meant she had to make a move. She couldn’t just stay outside in the freezing cold. She didn’t really have a choice but to face her problems. The town was fairly empty today, only two kids running around the town square. She could handle kids, right? I mean, they were much easier than adults. Adults lie and trick you, kids don’t. They are the only ones that were ever honest to her. She felt a bit safer with them. Only a bit tho, but it was better than nothing.

She quietly walked through the street, hiding behind the houses in case anyone walked near. When she finally reached the mayor’s house, she saw an old man caring for the, now withered, flowers. It was the same man she had talked to before at the abandoned building. This couldn’t be more embarrassing. Why did it have to be him specifically? Why did she have such bad luck?

“Ummm…Good morning! I don’t think we’ve met before” She spoke, trying to put on her best smile. Maybe if she acted as if they hadn’t seen each other before, he would forget about it. “Oh, you’re the new girl who just moved in! Well, not exactly moved in. Gus asked me about bringing you a blanket or two but I wasn’t sure if we’d be intruding” She froze in shock. They knew she was there? Had they seen her? Did she not hide well enough? What if they were all talking about her? What would they even say? “My name is Lewis, by the way. I’m the mayor of Pelican Town” The old man, or rather Lewis, seemed very proud of his title, smiling to himself. He acted a lot like her father, at least from what she had seen. Their mannerisms and vocabulary were similar.

“My name’s Vivian! I actually wanted to see you” She almost stuttered from the nerves, trying desperately to calm her own heart rate. Speaking to another human being could not be so hard.

“Oh, Vivian. Like the famous actress! What was it that you needed to see me for?”

Her face turned bright red and her eyelids twitched wildly.

“I was wondering if I could stay somewhere, like a hotel! Or just shelter in general”

“You mean somewhere like the community centre? It’s pretty run down. I don’t know how you managed to sleep in a place like that” He laughed, as if saying something absurd. Although, to be honest, she herself didn’t know how she managed to sleep in a place like that. Maybe it was exhaustion, and the weirdness of being in an entirely new place.

“Either way, I think the new farmer has some space on his farm. Perhaps he would trade you a bed for some working time. He has a lot of work to do since he just moved in a few months ago and that farm is in absolute shambles!”

“I guess I could talk to him then. Thank you for your help, Sir”

His ears immediately perked up, as if he had just tasted the sweetest honey. He smiled widely and patted her back.

“I think I’m starting to like you” He laughed audibly and went back to caring for the, now very obviously dead, flowers.

She slowly walked back to the bench she now called home. One more thing checked off her list. Now all she needed to do was repeat the cycle again until she managed to talk to the farmer. At least the farm was not as close to the town square as the mayor’s house. She could easily avoid other people when walking there. Maybe that’d help.

...

The way to the farm would be all muddy if it wasn’t for the thick layer of snow that covered the ground. The boots that Lewis had lended her were completely submerged. The cold was killing her, the winter coat she had bought before leaving home being her only source of warmth. She slowly reached the front door to the rundown cabin that Lewis had told her the farmer was living at. She knocked three times on the door before patiently waiting for an answer. A tall man opened the door, very visible dark circles around his eyes. He didn’t seem too happy about having a stranger at his door, but didn’t make it too obvious. He stared at her for a few seconds before sighing “So, what did you need? Vegetables? Fish? Ores? What is it this time?” She seemed confused, not knowing what to say. He spoke as if he was the office boy of the whole town. “Ummm…I just wanted to ask if I could stay with you. Maybe on your couch. I’ll work for you! I know how to…umm…cook?” He arched a brow, a tiny bit surprised.

“That isn’t a terrible idea. But I don’t really know who you are” He was very suspicious of her and her motives. Although taking into account the situation, it was pretty normal.

“Oh right. My name’s Vivian and I come from Zuzu city. I came here a few weeks ago” “And why did you come here when you had no place to stay? Hiding from someone?” With her nervousness and how she tried to avoid his question, his suspicions grew more. But his curiosity seemed to do too. “I just wanted to live in a quieter place. The city is way too crowded” She tried to lighten up the mood with a joke, but he didn't seem amused “I could have guessed. That’s why they’re called cities”

She was used to people treating her like an angel on earth, so his attitude shook her a little. She left so people didn't treat her differently, but the feeling was still foreign to her. 

“...I’m guessing you won’t answer my previous question? Well, I don’t really care. I have a small shed on the other end of the farm that I’m not going to use for a while. You can do you stuff there.” “Thank you! Thank you so much!” She grabbed his hands and shook  them profusely. He looked down at her with a bit of disgust before trying to get her off of him. “Don’t thank me. If I had something to do on that shed, you’d be sleeping with the dogs” She was starting to be a bit scared of him, but at the same time, he was giving her a place to sleep so she couldn’t complain. The way to the shed had gone wild a long time ago, ivies crawling around inside the small room. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for her. Just like back at the so called ‘community centre’, she set her things on a corner and began to work on cleaning up a bit.  She got a few scraps all over when trying to move the old furniture outside. Since it was already rotten and had termites all over she guessed that the farmer didn’t need them.

Now that she thought about it, he never really told her his name. He came a few months before her, yet not even the mayor knew his name or where he came from. She could ask, but seeing how abrasive he was, she didn’t expect an answer.

When she finally sat down, the wooden boards from the floor broke in half, letting all of the dust that had collected fly into the air, making her cough profusely. For a fleeting moment she thought of home. Her warm comfy bed, the delicious meals her chefs used to make… Maybe she shouldn't have left, but now there was no way back. She had to make the most out of it.

...

The farm was in complete shambles, but some things could be saved. A small coup near the main house was full of trash, but could still be saved. Maybe with some nails, glue and paint it could be fixed. I mean, she had absolutely no idea how to repair anything, especially something that large, but she was going to give it a shot.

She was just about to finish ‘fixing’ the feeders when a large piece of wood dropped form the ceiling onto her foot. Luckily it was as light as a feather due to the termites that had infested nearly the entire farm, but it still hurt. From her loud scream both of pain and shock, the farmer quickly ran into the small room.

“Oh my Yoba. I leave you alone for a second!” He took a breather and quickly changed his tone. “Is your foot okay? Maybe we should go check it with Harvey”

“Harvey?”

“The town doctor. Do you think I’d take you to some random person’s house?”

The town square was still a foreign place to her, having to be guided by the farmer around. The small blue house in front of her was clearly the hospital, having a tiny blue cross on the top of the door frame. When they walked inside they were hit with a strong smell of coffee and cleaner, almost to the point of making her a bit sick. Maybe if she was a coffee lover she’d like it, but it clearly wasn’t the case.

A young woman quickly attended to them, seeing the old bandages wrapped around Vivian’s foot.

“I’ll bring doctor Harvey. Do you think you can walk to the stretcher?”

“I think so. Really, it isn’t that bad. It just hurts a little. I don’t want to waste your time”

The nurse looked at her and to the door behind her.

“We will still take a look, we wouldn’t want to have you walk around with a broken foot”

It only took a few moments before the doctor came to see her. He looked too young to be a doctor, or at least the ones she was used to. Well, she hadn’t seen much. Plus, her parents were really picky when it came to her health, so it wasn’t weird that they only picked the most experienced of the bunch.

The doctor carefully inspected her foot, moving it around slightly to see if she was in any pain.

“I think it's just a slight bruise. It’ll go away in a few days. You should still be careful and try to not put too much pressure on it.”

The farmer, whose name she still didn’t know, nodded and walked up to him, already pulling up his wallet.

“How much will this cost?”

“Oh no, I couldn’t let you pay! I’m already in enough debt with you”

He looked at her with a look of disappointment and back at the doctor.

“It’ll be about…umm…I’ll just mail you the check. There’s a plane about to fly through Stardew Valley and I was hoping to catch it on my radio” He seemed awfully excited, and a bit apologetic for it, almost as if he was a bit embarrassed. But she couldn’t judge. I mean, she still slept with a fairy plushie every night. Or at least she did before leaving home. The more she thought about it, the more she realised how leaving had affected her. But those thoughts were quickly interrupted.

“Let's get going. I’ll let you rest in my house tonight. You don’t need an more trunks falling on you for a while”

He laughed at his own ‘joke’, but his usual demeanour quickly came back. Maybe he did care about her, even if just a little bit. It comforted her to know she wasn’t entirely alone.

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