A/N: Hi again! Since my Legend of Zelda story is on temporary hiatus, I decided to do a fanfic that I've been wanting to do for a long time. Ladies and gentlemen, I present... (Drum roll) ANIMAL CROSSING: THE NEW ADVENTURES!
Disclaimer: I do not own Animal Crossing! It all belongs to Nintendo!
Ryan Bennett had been anticipating the day he'd move to Tiny Town to start a life of his own. It took a few months, but it all paid off when he said good-bye to his mother and father and went into the cab that would take him to his new life.
"Welcome aboard!" the driver, Kapp'n said, "Clear something up for me would you? Today is May 5, 2013... right?"
"Um, yes, it is," Ryan replied. He was very confused. Did this guy forget the day even though it was nearing sunset?
"Good, good. I don't trust this clock," the driver exclaimed, "Oh! I forgot to ask, but what's your name?"
"I'm Ryan Bennett!" the boy spoke.
"Ryan... such a strong name for a strong boy!" Kapp'n said.
"Thanks!" Ryan replied. Then everything went silent.
"Aye! We're here! Welcome to Tiny Town!" the old turtle declared after a half-hour.
Ryan was speechless. The town sure lived up to its name! There were few houses, and only two stores. But, trees and plant life covered the rest of the land. In one word, Tiny Town was charming. The cab stopped in front of a large building that seemed to be the town hall.
"That's the town hall. Make sure to stop by there to get settled! It was nice meeting you Ryan! Good-bye!" Kapp'n yelled from his cab window as he drove away.
"Well, I better go inside then," Ryan thought.
He flipped his blonde hair out of his eyes and walked into the building. Inside, there was a well-dressed pelican sorting papers behind a desk.
"Um, excuse me, but I just moved here, and I came to get directions to my house," Ryan said.
"Oh! You must be Ryan! I'm Pelly! I am the clerk here in the town hall. Let me just get the key to your house!" Pelly exclaimed.
After receiving the key, and a map, Ryan said good-bye to Pelly, and started walking to a house with a red roof. He entered, and saw a lamp on a cardboard box. The room itself was tiny, but warm. The room upstairs had a bed with teal sheets and a phone on a nightstand.
"Eh, it's not the perfect house, but it'll suffice," the boy thought.
All of a sudden, there was a knock on his door. Ryan went downstairs and went back outside to see who it was.
No one was there, so he thought that it was just a prank. All of a sudden, a big raccoon came from out of nowhere!
"WAH! WHAT THE HECK?" the boy shouted
"Hey! You there!" it said, "You are the youth who purchased this house, yes?"
"Um, yeah. Who are you?" Ryan asked, still confused as to why the raccoon wanted to see him.
"I am Tom Nook! Tell me, do you find this house cozy and comfortable?" Tom asked.
"Um, it doesn't have much, but it's pretty warm," Ryan replied while scratching the back of his neck.
"Oh ho! Don't worry! You'll get used to it soon enough!" the raccoon laughed.
"You still haven't told me who you are!" Ryan said in a cold tone.
"I run the store in this town! In addition to shop keeping, I also remodel houses!" Tom Nook explained, unfazed by the boy's behavior.
"This yahoo remodels houses? HA!" the blonde scoffed in his head.
"Oh! That reminds me, you have to work at my store," the shop keeper stated.
"Wait, what? I never signed up for a job!" Ryan exclaimed.
"Well, you need to make money, so a job at Nook's Cranny is the best way to go for now," Tom said.
After explaining where Nook's Cranny was, the raccoon shop keeper left, leaving Ryan angry. How dare that overgrown animal force him into a job that he didn't even want! It was downright unfair!
"Well, I guess I better go unpack and rest for tomorrow," the blonde said to himself while staring at the rising moon. He then dragged himself back to the bed and started to sleep, dreaming about revenge on that loathsome Tom Nook.
A/N: And that's the end of chapter 1! Sorry it was a little boring at some parts. I promise the next chapter will be much better! With that said, please review. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. No profanity or flames please!