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Summary: It's obvious to Kathy and Maya that Chase likes Angela, but since his social skills aren't going to get him a girlfriend anytime soon, they decide to step in and help.

"We'll head over here as soon as we finish over at Angela's house, alright?"

"Yeah, we're going to take this over there, make sure she knows about your good deeds, and then hurry back and let you know how it goes."

"But-,"

"Don't worry. Everything is going to work out just fine."

Chase stared blankly into the pot of boiling stew on the stove. No matter how many comforting words Kathy and Maya had offered him, they hadn't helped much. Not to mention that Maya had given up on comforting him halfway through, and had ended with, "As long as you don't kill any more cows, you'll be home free."

"Everything okay in there?"

He turned to face Colleen and Jake, who were eyeing him as though unsure whether to console him or steer clear. A biting remark hit the tip of his tongue, but he held it back. Snapping at the people who employed him wouldn't be helping the whole 'not being a jerk' thing he was working on.

"Yeah. Sorry," he mumbled, turning the stove off. "I'm just sort of distracted."

Colleen chuckled and then asked softly, "It's about the farmer, right? Angela?"

Chase turned to her in surprise.

"Voices carry, Chase," Jake told him, laughing as well. "Not to mention Maya and Kathy have been letting us know what's going on."

Those little traitors. And right after I called them my best friends!

"They told us all about how you two have been getting along lately and they want you two to get together," Colleen told him cheerfully.

Oh. That's all they told them? Well, I guess they can still be my best friends then, Chase decided, feeling guilty. Being a good guy wasn't as easy as it sounded.

"We've heard some strange things from upstairs," Jake told him thoughtfully, folding his arms. "But we figure things will be fine. You and Angela get along good, don't you? We've seen you two before, chatting just fine. You just have to let her know how you feel before someone else does!"

Colleen nodded. "Yes, I've seen her with Gill a lot lately…"

Chase struggled to not tell them that they weren't helping at all. His animosity towards Gill had already skyrocketed in the past week, and he didn't want to risk getting even angrier.

"But I wouldn't worry. Things are going to be great!" Jake continued, patting his shoulder. "Just don't screw up."

"…Yeah. Thanks."

Now he knew where Maya got her annoying attitude from.

"Chase! Chase!" Kathy and Maya's voices sounded excitedly. He looked over to see them have a brief fight over who would enter the door first; Maya attempted to crouch down and go between Kathy's legs before the blonde shoved her back and leapt over the counter.

Jake and Colleen exchanged a look that expressed the same feelings Chase had before retreating to their upstairs sanctuary, where their daughter wasn't struggling to hop onto the counter and their chef wasn't burning all the food.

"Don't tell him yet!" Maya whined until finally Chase and Kathy helped her crawl over the counter, though the chef didn't get the point. In honor of their rules, however, he didn't tell her that she was being an idiot by not just going around. Well, he didn't tell her out loud, anyways.

"Angela already figured that you were the one who cleaned up Annabeth's grave!" Kathy exclaimed, seizing his arm and nearly jumping up and down with excitement. "She was totally impressed. She said she didn't expect you to ever do anything nice!"

"…Wow, that's really great. Tell me more," Chase said in a dull voice.

Maya continued just as cheerfully, as ignorant of his sarcasm as ever. "And then she asked if it was true that you bought her last shipment of vegetables, and she said that she had missed the date to ship them, so it was really lucky that you bought them because otherwise she would have been out 1000 G!"

"Those vegetables were 1000 G!"

"Well, yeah. Didn't we say that when you gave us your wallet?"

"No, you said they weren't that much-,"

"Oh!" Maya exclaimed, giggling. "I thought you meant how many vegetables were there. Not that much. Only a few, considering they were so expensive."

"Anyways, Angela knew you bought them because Jake and Colleen told her!" Kathy continued on before the swear words Chase had been thinking of left his mind.

He glanced over his shoulder at the staircase, wondering if Jake and Colleen were listening in, and smiled. Maybe they weren't too bad of bosses after all.

"And when we brought her the breakfast over, she was really excited. She was so hungry…she ate like a pig!" Maya told him with her peppiest voice.

Kathy rolled her eyes. "It's not her fault, she hardly ever gets to eat. Did you see that tiny shack she calls a house? There's not even a kitchen in there! Chase, if you saw her house, you would just die. She has no refrigerator, no oven, no blender-,"

"I get it," Chase grimaced. The thought of anyone living without basic cooking utensils disturbed him, but he made an exception for Angela. After all, she had a lot of other things on her mind besides cooking.

"So basically she said that she would have forgiven you if you had just simply said, 'I'm sorry,'" Maya finished, shrugging. "So that stuff was unnecessary, but it sure did impress her!"

"What? I didn't even have to do all of that crap?" he demanded, but then caught himself and added on, "But…I guess…I'm glad I did…if she's happy."

"Good boy!" Kathy told him, patting him a little too hard on the head. He guessed that he deserved that for his slip up. "Now you better go find Angela and tell her that you love her."

"I don't love-,"

Maya groaned and rolled her eyes. "This again? You're still using the baby L word?"

"Would you two stop calling it that already, you two are such damn idiots sometimes-,"

"But I thought we were your best friends," Kathy said, smirking.

"I told you I was never going to admit to saying that again-,"

"To anyone but us," the blonde exclaimed mischievously. "Best friends tease each other. It's the way of the world. Maybe we should teach you the rules of friendship."

The thought of more pointless lessons with the pair seemed like torture to Chase, who hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, I think I can get those on my own…"

"Good," she continued to smirk, setting her arm around Maya. "We'll stay here and take care of the cooking; you go and get Angela, kid."

Chase took his apron off but then hesitated, glancing at Maya and Kathy with doubt.

"What is it?" Maya asked, looking as though she truly didn't see the problem.

Obviously he would have to break it down for them.

"No offense, but you two are crappy cooks. Maya, your food isn't edible, and Kathy, you don't know how to make anything but alcoholic drinks. You two can't be in charge of the food."

"Why bother saying no offense when it's totally offensive?" Maya asked, pouting.

"Way to be a killjoy, Chase. We'll just tell everyone the cook is out and serve them that stew you tried to fry," Kathy shrugged, rolling her eyes.

"But-,"

"I'll serve it, okay?" Kathy sighed. "No offense, Maya."

"Why do you say no offense if you don't mean it?" the girl whined as Chase hurried out of the kitchen. He didn't bother hanging around in the Inn to listen to the rest of Maya's whining, and instead turned and headed to Angela's ranch, hoping that Kathy and Maya had been right about something for once.

Author's Note: Sorry this is a few days late and doesn't even have Angela in it haha. Don't worry, the next chapter will! It might be the last, but it might not. I haven't decided yet. :P Anyways, thanks for the reviews! Hope you liked this chapter, thanks for reading! (: