Welcome to Diamond City

-"Cheer up, Timmy, leaving Dimmsdale isn't the end of the world, is it?"

The 50-year old man looked at his miserable son.

-"Where are we going anyway?", Timmy asked his father.

-"A place called Diamond City!", he replied. "I found myself an apartment there, it'll be great!"

-"I've never heard of Diamond City, where is that?"

-"I'm not entirely sure, but I think it is somewhere between Japan and Arkansas!"

-"Wow, that's specific."

The 18-year old boy was more bored than he had ever been. Maybe leaving Dimmsdale wouldn't be so bad? It's not like he would miss very much from Dimmsdale, he hardly had any friends left.

-"How far away is it?", Timmy asked.

-"Well, I think I've got a map in the glove compartment… see for yourself", his father replied.

Timmy opened the glove compartment and took out the map. There were lots of lines and crosses drawn on the map… and even a tic-tac-toe game. Timmy began looking. Where were they? Where was Diamond City? How far?

-"We're here!", his father said happily. "Diamond City!"

-"Already? I thought you were lost!", Timmy replied.

-"Please, son. There are lots of things I can't do, and getting lost is just one of them!"

After that odd comeback line, the duo began carry the bags to the apartment. It was quite a heavy job, since they lived on the second floor and the elevator was broken. After a long while, they've unpacked and made themselves at home.

-"This is it, Timmy. Our very own manly no girls-den!", his father said proudly. "I'll celebrate this by making you cookies!"

-"Now that's manly!", Timmy said sarcastically.

-"I know! Say, I think we're out of flour and the shops are probably closed. You think you could ask the neighbours if they could lend us some?"

A bored Timmy turned took a cup and went to the door next to theirs. The mail lid said "T. Hitchcock". Could it possibly be…? Timmy rang the bell and though that the T. Hitchcock inside might be the same T. Hitchcock who moved from Dimmsdale two years ago. The door opened and Timmy recognized his old friend.

-"Tootie?", he said surprised.

-"Timmy!", she replied overjoyed and gave him a friendly hug. "What are you doing here in Diamond City?"

-"My parents got divorced, and me and my father lives next door! What about you? I haven't seen you in two years, where have you been?"

-"It's a pretty long story… I couldn't stand Vicky, so I ran away from home and hitchhiked round the country until I found Diamond City! They had an empty apartment, and it wasn't very expensive so I took it!"

-"That's great! By the way, my father is making cookies… if you have any flour you could probably have some!"

-"I'll be right there!", Tootie said as she closed the door.

She hadn't been this happy since she left Vicky. She took a big bag of flour out of a cupboard and went after Timmy.

-"Timmy, where's the flour?", Mr. Turner asked his son.

-"It's on its way!", Timmy replied. "I'm having a friend over for dinner!"

-"You've made a friend already? Man, you're a social god, aren't you? What's his name?"

-"Dad, it's Tootie!"

-"I like that name, Dad Itstootie! Sounds funny, is he Norwegian perhaps?"

-"No! It's Tootie, Tootie Hitchcock! You know, Vicky's sister! She lives next door!"

-"But I thought you thought she was an annoying kid with an obsession with you. When did you become friends?"

-"Uh, six years ago? Don't you remember that she just vanished from Dimmsdale two years ago and I got so lonely? She went here, to Diamond City!"

-"I see… farewell, manly no girls-den.", he said quietly to himself.

The doorbell rang and Tootie stepped inside.

-"Hi, Mr. Turner!", she said.

-"Hi there!", he replied. "You look familiar somehow, don't tell me yet! Umm…. Have you ever been on All My Parent's Off Springs?"

-"Dad - Tootie, Tootie - dad!", Timmy interrupted.

-"I've got flour to your cookies!", Tootie said.

-"Neat!", Mr. Turner said.

Just a couple of minutes later, the cookies were done and everyone was ready to eat.

-"These cookies are great, Mr. Turner!", Tootie said. "You're an excellent cook!"

-"Well, Tootie, I certainly know my dough!", he replied and started to laugh at his lame joke.

-"That was lame.", Timmy said. "So how's Diamond City, Tootie? Made any friends here?"

-"It's great here!", she replied. "I've made lots of friends; I'll introduce you to some of them tomorrow! I think you'll really like it here!"

-"Yeah!", Timmy said. "I'm starting to think the same!"