Welcome To Animal Crossing: Population: Abducted!
Chapter 1
Excitement was flowing through his veins. He was finally moving away from home, via train, to…wait. He had no clue where he was going. The town had no name! How was he supposed to find a house in a nameless village? He wasn't worried, though. He could make it.
In the background, he heard jabbering on a telephone. He chanced a glance down the aisle. At the end, he noticed a cat-like figure standing in the telephone booth. The cat hung up the phone and left the booth.
He popped his head back into his seat as the cat walked down the aisle, hoping not to be seen by this bizarre cat person. And it could talk. But with his luck, the cat looked directly at him. Why him? Always him. The cat stood there for a second.
"May I sit here?" it asked. Of course, it HAD to be him. He was never rude to anyone, but why a talking cat? The last time he had wished he could be rude was when the new "girl" (that's what she had said she was) had come to his 3rd grade class. No one wanted to get near her, with her pink hair and billboard brow. Ugh! She was ugly and a big, annoying bee-otch that liked every emo guy in school. And she had come up and sat next to him. He had wanted to throw his lunch in her face so bad, but after he said okay, she NEVER left him alone, until two years later when she was cast as the character that nobody liked in a really cool sounding ninja TV show.
But he was here and now, and what he wanted more than anything was to say no. Say no, he told himself. Just say no. You can do it. Courtesy is a bad drug. Say no. Just do it politely and he won't get mad. No, just say it.
He nodded.
"Thanks," the cat said, as he sat down.
He began to hit himself in the head. Why couldn't he have said, 'I prefer to sit alone?' Because it wasn't an option. Even if he had picked no, the cat just would have sat down anyway. He just knew he would have.
"Hi!" the cat exclaimed. "I'm Rover. What's your name?"
Wham!! It suddenly hit him like a german hand grenade to the face. Or like Marth's final smash in Super Smash Bros. Brawl. He had no name!! For 18 years, he had lived a life without a name and didn't even realize it.
Great, now I, the writer, have to come up with my main character's name. Why couldn't he have come with a name, I mean seriously. I'm already almost halfway done with the first chapter and so far my guy, the big hero, has no identity. What, is he Racer X (at the beginning of the series) or something? Let's see. Naruto! No way! Too over used now. How about…Sasuke! No. Too emo for a guy who never stops smiling. I'm stuck! I want a name from Naruto, but I can't find a good one. Wait! I'll give him my name. Baki! Yeah! His name is Baki!
"Baki, huh?" Rover replied. "Well, that's a cute name."
Wait, he just said cute. Baki is a man's name! We need to straighten this out.
"Oh! You're a boy? I knew that!" the cat said. "Well, anyway, it's nice to meet you. You movin' out on your own?" Baki nodded. "Where you headed to?"
Great! Now the town? What kind of an idiot leaves home with the intent of settling somewhere else, but doesn't know where? If anyone out there reading this says a runaway, I swear, I'll…Phew! I'm calm. Okay, how about New York? Heck no! Everything always happens there. And don't get me started about Los Angeles. I want a classy city, one that has history. I've got it! Tokyo! Perfect! The best city in the world! And Baki might even get to meet Godzilla!
"Ah! Tokyo!" the cat said. "Nice little town. In fact, I know someone there. His name is Tom Nook, founder of the town. Turned down being mayor, he did. He owns a shop there instead. I'm sure he can get you a house. I'm one hundred and fifty percent sure! And I'm the best at math, so that is one accurate statement."
Baki looked out the window as the cat babbled on aimlessly. Will this guy ever shut up? He seems to talk FOREVER!
After two hours, the cat finally stopped. "I need to call Tom and tell him about you!" He ran to the phone, made a quick call to Nook, and came right back.
"There! Now you're all set!" The cat listened for something. Baki heard nothing. "Ah! We're almost there! Tokyo! Well, nice meeting you, my friend. Good luck in Tokyo! And if we get lucky, we may see each other again! Farewell!"
Baki got up quickly and left. He headed for the door. If luck is with me, I'll NEVER see you again! Baki thought.
The train came to a stop. The doors opened and he stepped out and took his first breath of Tokyo air.