Author's note: I figure this would go better here than at the end due to story pacing. I came up with this headcanony sort of thing when I made a new town today. Unless this isn't an original concept; then I was the next to come up with it. I haven't written weekly fanfiction in a while, and I think this will be a great opportunity for me to get back into it and start writing regularly again! Therefore, if I don't forget, a new chapter will be added each Tuesday.
Kunaiobi. Mayor Rachael had explained that once: the word "kunai" and the word "obi," the latter being the word for "heart" in this language called Igbo. She was in love with a ninja when she first arrived here, she'd said. Within months, the villagers were asking themselves whether the name would haunt her. Rumor was someone had stolen the ninja's heart from her, and the love came to a brutal demise. All everyone knew was that she "was" in love with a ninja at the time.
There was a good supply of public works projects throughout the city. Perhaps the town favorite was… get this… the bench. The yellow bench that sat near the mayor's house facing the vast infinity of the ocean, but still a bench. It reminded Rachael of a lost friend, and the citizen she'd gotten from his town, Eugene, before they spoke for the last time.
Mayor Rachael used to come out from her house, water some flowers, and say hello to everyone every day. You were more likely to be greeted if she hadn't seen you outside yet.
Puck. Some called him the teacher's pet, kissing the hands of the government. Others knew Rachael meant a whole lot to him. Most just sorta knew he was the one who threw the two birthday parties she'd had since Kunaiobi's founding.
He could be seen sleeping by her door on countless nights when it wouldn't open. He was perhaps the most frazzled and helpless of them all as of late.
Nobody had seen Rachael for months.