A/N: I'm not too good at writing stuff like this, so I hope people like this. Please be kind, and ignore it if I make a spelling or grammar mistake, I'm not too good with either.

Disclaimer: I do not own Animal Crossing or Animal Crossing: Wild World. I no not own Tom Nook, Rover, or Puddles. I do not own Prontera, I only borrowed the name, but I do own Feather and this plot.


Feather sat on the train, staring out the window into the distance. Her cheek resting on her palm, elbow resting on the ede of the window pane, eyes glazed over as rain pelted the train window.

"Hey, Mind if I sit here? I promise I won't fall asleep, tumble onto you and start drooling on your shirt!"

Feather raised her eyes to see who had spoken. There stood a purple cat with crimson eyes.

"Sure" Feather replied, her voice showed no emotion. She went back to staring out the window into the distance.

I wonder if this rain will stop…

"So what's your name?" asked the cat, who had made himself comfy on the seat opposite Feather.

"Feather…" she really wasn't paying much attention. She hadn't exactly wanted to leave her home.

"Nice to meet you Feather! I'm Rover!" he said cheerfully.

What the hell is he so happy about?

She acknowledged his words with a nod.

"So where are you headed?"

"Prontera"

"Really? I know someone from there; he says it's a nice place"

"That's good to know"

"Are you alright…?"

"…No…"

Rover looked confused, Feather still gazed out the window, not exactly caring.

"So, tell me, why are you going to Prontera?" asked Rover, trying to break the silence.

"I have no choice; I got kicked out of my hometown. Prontera was the only place with train tickets left" she replied, remembering she had been told she had gotten the last ticket left to go anywhere on the train.

"So you're moving?"

"You could say that"

"By yourself?"

"Yep"

Another silence. Feather lifted a hand and brushed a strand of brown hair from her eyes. Still staring out into the distance. The scenery was starting to get greener and the rain was slowly laying off.

"So where are you going to be living?"

"I don't know… I haven't got that far yet"

"You're moving and you don't have anywhere to stay!?"

"That's pretty much it"

"Hold on one sec, I might be able to fix that"

Feather looked up in surprise, she hadn't been expecting that. Rover jumped off the seat and walked off down the isle to the cabin at the end. He opened the door and Feather caught glimpse of a phone before he shut it again.

He's going to find a place for me to live…? No one's ever done anything like that for me before…

It was a few minutes before Rover came back to his seat.

"All done! A friend of mine says he has a few houses available, he said you could stay in one! How does that sound?"

"You did that?" Feather raised her eyes to meet the cats', amazed that he actually did arrange a place for her to stay.

"Yep! The house is apparently a little small and under-furnished, but it should be alright!" he said with a smile

"… Thank you… very much… you have no idea how much help this is" Feather gave the cat a small smile before returning to look out the window. What she saw amazed her. It had completely ceased, and the landscape was green as far as Feather could see. There were a few trees dotted around the landscape, and part of a river was visible.

Where are we? Is this what Prontera looks like?

The train slowed to a stop, and Feather's question was answered.

"Well I guess its goodbye! I hope you enjoy yourself in Prontera!" said the cat with a smile.

"Thanks again, see you around" said Feather, returning the smile, before standing up and making her way through the isle to the exit. She could feel the nerves building up; she'd never seen Prontera before. Actually, she'd never left her hometown before. Feather stepped outside, and bright sunlight shone in her face. Feather raised her arm to shield her eyes and was surprised at what she saw.

It was just like the scene she had seen on the train. Green ground everywhere, and a dirt path going through it leading to the houses. Trees bearing fruit were located in seemingly random places, but it was effective nonetheless. It was beautiful, everything about it.

Why didn't people ever say there were places like this?

Feather made her way to the edge of the train station, where a monkey, who apparently was the conductor of the train, was unloading bags from a compartment. Feather found the small bag that was hers, inside it was everything she owned… she didn't own much. It was mostly just clothes Feather made her way back to the other side of the station and climbed down the steps. No sooner had she reached the bottom of the staircase than she was approached by a brown raccoon wearing a blue apron with a leaf on it.

"Feather, I presume? Yes… yes… Rover said you'd be here! He said you are in need of a home?"

Feather stared at the raccoon.

"I'm sorry… who are you?" she asked confused.

"Oh, forgive me!" The raccoon said with a laugh, "my name is Nook, Tom Nook! I run a shop called 'Nook's Cranny', pleased to meet you!"

Feather was amazed at how fast this raccoon could talk.

"I'm Feather, so what's this about a house…?"

"Oh yes! The house! The house! I'll show you! Please follow me!"

With that, Tom Nook ran off down the path coming from the train station. Feather just stood there for a second, then came to her senses and ran after him trying not to loose him.

Feather was chasing the raccoon for about five minutes, before he stopped inside a little circle of houses, each with its own colour roof.

"Every one of these houses is vacant, so you can choose which one you like"

Feather stood there gasping for breath. She really needed to get fit. She gazed at all the houses, and decided she didn't really care which one she lived in. She pointed to the nearest house.

"Can I please have that one?" She asked wearily

"But of course! That will be 10 000 bells!"

She froze; she didn't have that kind of money, all her money had gone into her train ticket.

"I-I don't have any money…" Feather admitted, her voice shaking

"Not to worry! You can pay off the loan over time! You can work at my shop if you wish!"

"Um... okay... is it okay if I start work tomorrow...?"

"Of course! I will leave you in peace then! Enjoy your home!"

Tom Nook ran off in, what Feather was guessing to be, the direction of his shop. Feather turned and gazed at the house. It was small, with a red roof. She was about to walk inside when she heard a voice.

"Hello Miss Feather! Going inside are you? Is there anything you require?"

Feather jumped back in shock and stood there frozen for a few seconds wondering who had just said that. There was no one else around…

"Is something wrong Miss Feather?"

She slowly looked down to the ground to see a small pot-like creature with black holes for eyes and a mouth.

"W-what are you!?"

"I'm your Gyroid"

"I-I see…"

I think I'm going mental

Feather went to move again, but realised she no longer had her bag. She looked around about saw it about three metres from where she was standing. Sighing, she walked over and picked it up. Watching the Gyroid carefully, she opened the door to the house and went inside. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, breathing deeply. Now what? She tossed her bag to the side and looked around at her room. It was empty except for a wooden box with a notepad sitting atop it, and a radio that looked like it didn't work. There were wooden floorboards and wooden walls. Not exactly the best place to be but still… it was a house.

My house…

She looked at her bag; there was nothing of importance in it so she decided not to bother unpacking it. She walked over to the wooden box; it only took her four steps to get from one side of the room to the other. She sat down beside it, back against the wall. Feather reached over and picked up the notepad and the pencil sitting beside it. She looked at the writing on the front cover of the notepad.

College Rule

She opened it up to the first page, and began to think of things write out on list of things she would need to find money for in the next few days.

Food? Not particularly… the trees sprout oranges, lots of them. It won't be much variety, but it'll do for now.

Water? No, the river looks safe to drink from. All I'd need is something to keep the water in…

A bed? Definitely. I can't just sleep on the floor.

New carpet and wallpaper? Yes, that would make it much more bearable to live in this place.

A Wardrobe of some form? I'll need something to keep my clothes in. Even a dresser would do it.

She sat there, thinking for a second. And then it occurred to her.

New clothes. I need new clothes. I don't want to wear the ones I brought with me. I need new clothes…

Feather felt a tear roll down her cheek. She wiped it away and put the notepad back on the box. Her vision was blurred. She closed her eyes and brought her knees up to her chest. It was only just now that it occurred to her:

Her parents had packed everything they could find into a bag, shoved it into her hands and given her money. They had rushed her to the train station and told her to go somewhere. Anywhere. And then they had run off, back in the direction of their home. Feather had wanted to follow, but found she didn't have the guts to find out what was wrong. She had caught the only available train out of her home. And now she was far away… here… in Prontera. With no idea if she would ever see her home, or her family ever again.

No idea what happened… no idea what's happening right now… no idea what's going to happen… I want to go home…

It was nightfall by the time Feather opened her eyes. She was lying cured up on the floor.

I must've fallen asleep…

Her throat was dry, and she could hear crickets chirping. She slowly stood up and dusted off her dress. She walked over to the door and flicked the light switch to reveal the plain room once again.

I need a drink… no one should be awake at night time so it should be okay…

Feather slowly grasped the door handle and twisted it. She pushed the door open quietly… not quite knowing who she was trying to hide from.

"Hello Miss Feather! Fine evening isn't it! Is there anything you require?"

Feather was suddenly reminded of why she had opened the door so quietly, and glared at the Gyroid. She closed the door quietly behind her and walked off into the night. She could hear the Gyroid behind her, and ignored it.

"So you don't require anything? Well have I nice outing Miss Feather!"

That is definitely going to get annoying

She walked east-ish. Well that's where she thought she was going anyways. Feather could hear the sound of water getting closer. The river was only mere metres from where she was standing. She kneeled down and cupped her hands to hold the water. Feather raised the water to her mouth and drank it, silently hoping she didn't get poisoned from this. She repeated this a few times until she was done. Feather stood up again and looked around. There was only moonlight shining to guide her back to her house. Feather turned to the direction she had come and took a few steps before she was stopped.

"I haven't seen you around here before, what's your name, splish?"

Feather turned to her left to see a red frog standing there. It looked like a she… it was wearing a pink dress with hearts on it.

"I'm Feather. I just moved in today" she replied, her voice was choked up. She cleared her throat hoping it would help a little.

"I'm Puddles, splish! Do you like it here in Prontera? I've lived here for three years now, splish!"

"Well I don't exactly know yet… I 'm still getting used to things."

"Aww… Don't be that way, splish! You'll love it here once you get settled!"

"Err… sure… so what are you doing out so late?" Feather was eager to change the subject.

"It's 11 o'clock! Did you know that, splish? NUMBERS! YAAAAAAAAAAY! I like the number 11 so I stayed up until 11 o'clock, splish!"

Feather laughed, she had to admit, this Puddles was pretty amusing…

"Well I'm kind of tired, do you mind if I go get some sleep? Can we talk in the morning?"

"Sure Feather! Good night, splish!"

With that the frog ran off in the opposite direction. Feather stood there for a second, before making her way back to her house again.

When she reached her front door again, she ignored the voice of the Gyroid and slammed the door shut behind her, locking it in an attempt to block out its noise. It worked. A small smile appeared on her face as she remembered the energetic Puddles.

Is everyone here like that? If so... this might not be so bad after all…


A/N: I don't know how long it will be until I update this, hopefully soon. Please leave a review. It'll help me improve this fanfic.