Jeremy crept up the door, as it creaked quietly. It seemed like John was slumbering peacefully. He looked inside, he saw terra cotta walls, a dark oak wood flooring with a very pleasing pattern. He had an end table with some jewelry and gold coins. He wouldn't take those, as it probably meant a lot to him. Jeremy went upstairs to find endless rooms. He opened one, and it was a bathroom. He opened another, and it was a visitor's bedroom. He went until the dark, creepy, end of the hallway, and found his bedroom. He opened the door and found a stack of coins, as he thought to himself: "jackpot". He took the coins and put them in his pocket. . . until he heard pitter-patters. A dark figure emerges. Jeremy starts sweating, just for the person to be Autumn.
"Hi Autumn. . you startled me," he says. "Oh, sorry," replies Autumn. They stare at each other awkwardly, until Autumn notices the stack of coins he has. "What are you doing with those coins?!"
"I'm just using them for my shop. You see, your father took my hard-earned cash, so I'm just getting sweet revenge," he says, grinning. "I get why you're doing that, but that's just incorrect!" Autumn says, with a worried tone and expression. While Jeremy walks down the stairs some coins fall, leaving a trail. He exits the mansion and starts working on the crops again. While he is working, he hears a roar, saying "JEREMY!" He knew he was in trouble. John walks out, stomping. "WHAT'D YOU DO WITH MY COINS!" he said, beaming with rage. You could practically see foam and steam coming from his crimson face. "Uhm- sir, I was just taking my coins back. . . I got those fair and square" he said, stuttering and muttering. "You work for me, right? So LISTEN TO ME!" he yelped. "My estate, my cash, so hand it over." Jeremy sneakily puts some of them in his pouches and gives half of them to him. He went back to the farmlands, knowing it was his break shortly. He ate some tomatoes, harvested some more, and about twenty-five minutes later, he went to the river to calm down. "Ah, much better," he said, feeling relieved, as the water splashed, the birds chirped, and the aroma smelt like fresh mint. He picked out more flowers for Autumn. He walked back and delivered the harvests to John. He inspected the food, seeing if anything was rotten. "Approved, now get outta here."
Jeremy least in a dash, remembering that he could buy the spices. He went to the store and bought the spices to add more flavor. He went once again, and John groaned. "What do you need," he said in a tired voice. "Uh, I want to deliver these spices. . ." He snatched them out of his hand and slammed the door shut. Jeremy was tired, so he went to sleep, plus, it was getting late anyway.
—LATER—
It's 5:37, the visitors have still not arrived, they were late by almost an hour. Just then, people in suits, dresses, and gloves walked by, they must've been the visitors. They knocked on the door politely, and just then Jeremy woke up to see the men and women here. Jeremy walked up to them and saluted them. "Greetings, you guys must be the visitors. Welcome!" A man in a deep voice replied with "Thank you, sir. Your hospitality is pleasing. Now if you excuse us, we shall walk in." They entered John's household, but Jeremy knew something would not be in their favor.
