AN: Mmkay so this is my first fanfiction in a while, and I'll be updating this two chapters at a time. Meaning if there's no author's note at the beginning of say, chapter 2, possibly expect it maybe at the end of the chapter. Not much to say about this except the rating MAY go up, depending on how things go. It really all depends. This is Olette-centric, no pairings, really, maybe a hint of SOMETHING...Not really saying. For the most part you will not get hints on how the story will go. Aaand let's get started!

DAYS

Chapter 1

The Day Before

It was summer time in Twilight Town, and the annual Summer Festival was drawing near. Excitement bubbled up in all of the residents, all anxious for the fun that would certainly occur. Olette and her friends were no exception.

"Man, I can't wait for the festival," Hayner said, twirling a dart in his hand. The group was hanging out in the appropriately named, "The Usual Spot," which was a sort of club for them. Currently, Hayner and Olette were playing darts, with Pence keeping score. (He had lost miserably in the past round. Olette was there to avenge his lose.)

"We know, Hayner. You've only mentioned it, what, ten times today?" Pence laughed.

"Well, hey, I can't!" Hayner, in his annoyance, missed and hit the wall. Pence's laugh magnetized. Olette couldn't help in laughing as she picked up another dart.

"I can't help but agree with Hayner, though. I heard that they're having some big musician play. Rumor is from an entirely different town!" Olette threw the dart and hit on the 50-point ring. (The score so far was Hayner, 75, and Olette, 100. Only one dart left for each.) Hayner picked up his last dart, and got into position.

"Come on Olette, do you really think that's possible? If anything they'll just have one of the local bands pretend to be from another place, and it'll be the same as usual," Pence replied. Olette huffed.

"Well, you can't blame me for being a bit of a dreamer." Olette crossed her arms and waited for Hayner to toss his dart. Hayner kneeled slightly, making his eyesight level with the bullseye. He leveled the dart by moving it back and forth, and in a flick of the wrist, tossed it.

Sadly despite the somewhat dramatic toss, Hayner only managed to hit the 75-point ring, putting him at 125 points. He grimaced.

"Damn it!" He snapped and stopped back to the couch. "Your turn, Olette." She grabbed her last dart, and looked at the dartboard. She could hit the 25-point range and still be okay. She shrugged, and deciding not to waste time with needless frivolities, Olette threw the dart and hit the 50-point ring. This put her at 150 points.

"Haha! Olette, you won!" Pence jumped up from the couch and cheered. Olette just gave a smile. Hayner frowned.

"Peh! It was only cause you distracted me the second turn, Pence." Pence grinned cheekily in response.

"I think you're just being a sore loser, Hayner." The two of them engaged in an argument, while Olette simply smiled and shook her head. She took a quick look at the clock they had recently implemented within the Usual Spot.

"I'd love to stick around to hear you two argue like an old couple, but I have to help my mom prepare for the festival tomorrow," Olette said, picking up her bag from next to the chair. Hayner turned away from his shouting match with Pence, and Pence follow suite.

"Oh yeah, that's right! Your mom and dad are running a goldfish fishing pond again," Hayner noted. Olette nodded in agreement.

"Anyway, I best get going. See you two tomorrow!" Olette threw her bag over her shoulder and in a quick pace starting walking home. Hayner and Pence popped out of the Usual Spot and waved their good-byes, with Olette looking back and waving for a moment before continuing on her way.

CHAPTER 1: END