fields-of-march

[fields-of-march]

~Lost & Found~

March lost his necklace on the beach and Farmer finds it in the sand and returns it.

One shot!MarchxFarmer(no name or gender mentioned!)

It’s a beautiful sunny summer day and you’re getting all of your fishing gear set up on the beach when you notice something shiny catching the light in the sand. You bend down and dig it out to find that it’s a long necklace with an anvil engraved on the pendant. You immediately recognize that it’s the one you’ve never seen March without. You start to wonder how it got out here but then you think you should really return it. he’s probably looking high and low for it if it’s so important that he rarely takes it off.

You run your fishing gear back to your farm for now and start heading to the forge. You spot Olric leaving the inn and call out to him. “Hey Olric!” You greet as you get closer to him. “Have you seen March anywhere?” You ask. “He’s at the shop but it’s not a good time to visit him.” Olric warns. “He can’t find moms necklace and he’s freaking out! I told him i’d check the inn but no luck.” You pull the necklace out of your pocket. “Oh i found it already! It was suck in the sand at the beach.” You explain. “That makes sense.” Olric nods. “March, Ryis, Balor and me were at the beach earlier and March forgot to take it off before we left. He put it on his towel so it wouldnt get wet but it must have slipped out when he grabbed the towel to leave. You better get it to him quick so he doesn’t have to look anymore. Im sure the shop is a wreck.”

You and Olric part ways and you head up to the blacksmith shop. As you pass the towns fountain you can already hear the banging of furniture being moved and belongings being thrown. When you enter the shop you see March’s work desk in a state of disarray. Rulers and papers strewn across the table and floor, pencils and pens dumped out of the holder, and the drawers pulled out and turned over. You can see through March’s open door that his bedroom looks like a bomb went off. His mattress is propped up against the wall, his clothing chest is completely empty, its contents littering the floor. You spot March in the corner, all of the trophies are pulled from the shelf and he’s moving it from the wall to check behind it.

“March?” You call out, trying to be gentle and not piss him off while he’s already frantic. He turns to look at you panicked. You can see tears sparking his eyes, like he’s about to cry from frustration any second. “I found your necklace!” You say quickly to try to relieve his anxiety. He sinks to the floor and lets out a sigh of relief. “H..how did you know it was missing? Where did… where did you find it?” You sit down in front of him on the floor and hand him the necklace. “I was going to do some fishing on the beach and i saw something shiny sticking out of the sand. I dug it out and realized it was your necklace. I rarely see you without it so i figured its important to you and i brought it over right away.”

March looks down at the family heirloom in his hand. “Mom gave it to me when i made my first successful ingot on the anvil. Grandpa gave it to her when she made her first ingot. It’s been a family tradition for almost as long as we’ve been blacksmiths.” March has never shared this much about himself to you or probably anyone before. Youre frozen in place, trying to stay as still as possible, worried if you say anything or move even an inch that the moment will be gone and he wont reveal anything else. March has never told you anything about his past, you’ve had to gather small bits of information from Josephine and Olric.

You can see March contemplating if he wants to go further. His chin starts to quiver and he bites his cheek to try to stop the tears that are pricking his eyes from falling. His voice sounds hoarse and shaky when he says “Olric was young when mom and dad……….but i was even younger. He at least remembers them. I was just too young…all i have is this necklace and the pictures on the mantel.”

A few tears escape and roll down his cheeks. You gently wipe them away and take the necklace from his hands and slip it over his head. The chain is so long your not sure its ever needed to be unclasped. You straighten out the necklace so the clasp is in the back and the chain is resting flat and untwisted. You look at March but he won’t meet your eyes. You’re trying to figure out if he wants you to stay or go when he finally speaks again. a simple “thank you.” You smile, knowing he means much more than that. “No problem.”

“Do you want help tidying up?” You offer while getting up. March looks around at the state of his room. It looks like a tornado came through. “S..Sure.” He says looking down, blush creeping across his cheeks. You know it takes a lot for him to accept help. You two spend the next few hours putting his room and desk back in order.