Harvest Moon: The Shrew and the Jeweler

Boy? Meets Girl?

Angela could remember exactly when it was she fell in love with Julius. It was shortly after the sisters first moved to Castanet Island. Angela had gotten hopelessly motion sick on their truck ride to their new farm, which was the result of a horrible stomach virus Angela had caught before their move. Unbeknownst to either of the girls, Angela would be out of commission for nearly two weeks after arriving. While Molly was out helping get the island back into shape, Angela had her head in a toilet bowl, as miserable as ever.
"Hey Angie I'm going into town again, do you want anything?" Molly asked her poor sister.
"Just some chicken soup if they have any?" Angela replied pathetically as she was tucked firmly in her bed.
"Sure thing," Molly said sweetly as she moved her sister's sweaty bangs to the side to feel her forehead.
"Looks like your fever's going down! Soon you'll be able to meet everyone and finally get your hands into some soil," Molly beamed as she petted Angela softly on her head.
"I'm sorry I haven't been able to help Molly," Angela whimpered.
"Don't be silly! I can handle a little farm work Angie, I'm tough too ya know!" Molly giggled as she flexed her small triceps.
Angela giggled along with her, which quickly turned into groaning as she clenched her stomach.
"Oh dear, I better go get your soup!" Molly hurriedly scurried to the door. "Be back in a jiffy! Love you Angie," Molly shouted as she gently shut the door.
Angela then closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

Angela's dream of dancing with turnips was interrupted by a loud knock at the door.
"Come in," Angela shouted in a daze, thinking it was Molly making sure she was decent.
However the figure that entered the room wasn't Molly at all! it was a...man? At least she THOUGHT he was a man. He was built like a slender, toned, young man yet, his long purple hair was really throwing her for a loop.
"Molly?" A deep yet effeminate voice called out.
"Molly isn't here, I'm her sister Angela...who are you?" Angela replied sitting up slightly from her bed to get a better look at him.
Not only did he have purple hair but there were streaks of different colors all layered into his hair. He had a full face of makeup on and...a frilly pirate-esque ensemble to boot. Angela was convinced she was having a fever dream seeing such an outlandish character in her home.
"Ah! So you're the famous Angela she's been telling everyone about, pardon the intrusion. I'm Julius, darling. I just had a small gift for Molly, well...it's from Mira really. I'm just playing postman," Julius made exaggerated motions with almost every word he spoke, he was an extremely animated person is what Angela thought.
"Didn't she tell you I was sick in here? You better go before..." Angela tried to prop herself up more, only to be hit with another round of stomach pain. She let out a small wail as the pain forced her into the fetal position as she clenched her stomach tightly.
"Oh goodness honey you look just dreadful! Are you alright dear?" Julius rushed over to Angela with genuine concern in his voice.
"M-medicine...Please...C-counter," was all Angela could pathetically mutter out.
She heard his heeled shoes click to the counter as he spoke to her "I honestly had no idea you were ill! Mira and I were just under the impression you were holed up with farm work," Julius explained as he gently lifted her up without causing her more pain.
"Have you any water dear?" He asked.
Angela weakly pointed to her bedside table that had a glass half filled with water. Julius quickly made haste fetching the water as he popped the pills into her mouth and put the glass to her lips. She swallowed meekly until there was nothing left and let out a sigh once the ordeal was over with. Julius lied her back down and gently put the covers back over her.
"I should really get your sister hun. I doubt you'd want a man you just met to be fussing over you," Julius laughed awkwardly as he got up to leave.
"Wait don't leave me alone!" Angela begged him weakly as her hand loosely grabbed his sleeve.
"I don't wanna...be alone..."Angela looked at him with glossy eyes..
"Well if you look at me with those puppy dog eyes there's no way that I can say no,"Julius sighed with a smile and sat down on the chair next to her bed.
"I'll just sit right here until you fall asleep, alright darling?" Julius said with a smile as he propped his chin on his laced fingers.
"Alright,"Angela replied softly as she stared drowsily at his calming smile. She had just noticed how handsome his facial features were accentuated by his perfectly executed cat eye and ruby red lips. His lashes were impossibly long for a man as well, she thought he was utterly beautiful. She smiled softly to herself as a warmth grew in her chest and not soon after she was out like a light.