It was a bright, sunny day in the town of Nookville, and all of the townsfolk were having a party. They weren't really sure why they were having a party; it just felt like the thing to do.
Sometimes it was hard to tell if the people of Nookville were having a party or not. They certainly had a lot of parties, but during every single one the animals just stood around the town, not talking to each other, just like they did every other day.
It was nearing dusk, and the party was just as dull as usual; so the townsfolk were about to venture back to their homes when they heard a loud bang in the distance. Eager to get away from the terrible party, the villagers ran towards the source of the noise.
Billows of smoke were pouring out of the chimney of the only store in town, Nookingtons. Assuming that their Dictator of All Areas of Life, Even the Very, Very Tiny Ones, So You Better Listen to Him was committing a very flamboyant suicide, they ran to the front of the store and commenced in celebrating the death of the evil, nefarious criminal, Nook.
"Not so fast!" yelled The Dictator, angrily swinging open the door. "Stop cheering! I haven't even told you what is going on! I, the Grand Master of All, have a new invention! It is my best work yet, something that everyone needs! Your life just won't be complete without it!"
Severely disappointed that he was still alive, the villagers questioned, "What is it? How can it help us?" "I'll show you," cried Nook as he gleefully ushered them into his store. His ostentatious store was plenty big enough to fit all of them, they had built it like that, after all.
As they walked through the entrance, they saw something very strange. Instead of his normal shopping area, there was a large, white table in the center of the room. On the table were dozens of odd, metallic spheres. "And here they are, my latest and greatest. My masterpieces!" Nook, the Supreme Ruler gushed.