Andy's Apple Farm: Dolce's Game

CHAPTER 11: FUNTIMES AT FUN-FAIRE

A/N: So I originally didn't plan to release any new chapters till the official AAF Chapter: 2 came out, but I've been having these story ideas for the past several months and decided "heck it" and just get it out there for fun~. Maybe when "Chapter: 2" is released by m36games I might go back and re-tweak certain things within this chapter but IDK.

Anyway, this chapter is a bit of a long one so get cozy and I hope you all enjoy it~.

WARNING: DOES CONTAIN SWEARING AND SOME ELEMENTS OF GORE.

Andy slowly stirred in his sleep, still tucked away warmly in his sleeping bag. He yawned as he sat up and stretched out his arms, feeling much better having got over his minor cold the day before. He and Dolce stayed up later than usual the night prior to clean up the mess in his kitchen after her failed numerous attempts of cooking a meal as a means to repay him for his kindness and to help him get over his illness.

He checked the old traditional clock on his wall which read "8:36 AM." It was a much later time than when he would normally wake up, but he wasn't too surprised, they did after all stay up pretty late.

"Good morning Dolce~." he greeted pleasantly as he did every morning with her.

...

"-Dolce?"

He got up from the ground and looked over at his tidied bed to see Dolce wasn't there.

"Huh, she must've gotten an early head-start." he thought aloud to himself. Well if she wasn't in the room with him, he might as well use this chance to change.

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After he changed into his usual getup, he descended down the stairs. He usually was the one who made breakfast for them both so he wondered if Dolce even ate yet.

"Little stray~ All on your own...~" he heard Dolce's voice from a distance. Was she...singing...?

He followed the sound her sweet voice.

"Who knew she could sing..." he mused. She certainly hid her talents well...

"...Life became calamity~ Wandering the empty streets...~"

He passed through the living room.

"Abandoned by your family~ You've no home to go back to~ All your friends have turned on you~ Peaceful days a fantasy...~"

It seemed to be coming from the kitchen...

There, he saw Dolce on her feet at the sink rinsing some dishes she used in the morning.

"Made to wander all alone beneath the cold darkened midnight sky~ The Moon above is taunting you with dreams beyond your reach...Struggling against the breach...~Forever claw and bite your way through to the end until nothing's left by the end of days...~Such a sad one little stray you...~Forever crying to the empty moon...~ May there be peace for you beyond the blue...~"

She shut off the water and placed the dishes on the rack. Her dog ears twitched upon picking up Andy's footsteps at the entrance of the kitchen.

"Morning Andy~. Looks like I got up earlier than you for a change." she joked, turning to him. "I already ate, but I made some waffles and eggs for you on the table there." she assured, drying her hands with a towel.

He merely stared in silence for a few seconds. He seemed a little sad.

"That was a...very 'interesting' song you just sang..." he softly spoke.