This uses the same characters as my other story, It's Not What It Seems. I don't own Tom Nook, Timmy, Tommy, Redd, Pelly, or Victoria. I own all the others. Enjoy! Don't be afraid to review!
The sun hadn't rose yet, and the air was frosty and cold. Kat sat in her new house, sipping a cup of hot chocolate, despite the fact that it was summer.
Sitting on the table next to Kat was her phone. It vibrated, a message flashing on the screen. Kat looked over and picked up her phone.
"Where are you…" Kat muttered under her breath, reading the message out loud. "Crap!"
Kat stood up and grabbed her phone, then ran out the door. As she dodged through the trees, she punched letters on her phone's keyboard.
"There." Clearing the forest, Kat shoved her phone in her pocket and took off at full run.
"Vic, I'm so sorry," Kat panted as she stepped into her friend's house.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me Vic?" The horse complained.
"Sorry. I'm here now anyways."
"Yeah," Victoria led the way to the kitchen where the dinner table was. It had two places set, each with a plate and silverware.
"Mmm… pancakes!" Kat commented, seating herself at the small oak table.
"Yep. Cherry. I made sure they would taste extra good this time," Victoria said as she took a bite out of her pancake.
"Well I'm sure they'd be good anyways!" Kat responded as she began stuffing herself on breakfast.
As the girls stuffed themselves on pancakes, they talked.
"So what do you think of Deep Grass?" Victoria asked.
"It's great. I'm making a lot of new friends," Kat replied, stabbing a spongy piece of pancake and shoving it in her mouth.
"That's good. So it's not awkward living in the same town as your brothers?"
"No." The conversation quickly came to a close when all the pancakes were gone and both plates were sticky with syrup.
"Wow Victoria, that was really good! I had no idea that you were such a skilled cook."
The horse blushed, "Thanks… but don't you have a job to get to?"
"Oh no! You're right! I'd love to stay longer, but I have to go!"
Victoria smiled at her friend's mistake. "It's ok, just go before Tom Nook gets mad at you!"
"Alright, bye!" Kat called out behind her as she rushed out the door.
Outside, the sun had just peeked over the cliffs and was warming the frosty air, covering everything in a soft glow. Trees cast long shadows, turning into voids of darkness.
Kat half jogged half walked. As she passed the fishing pond that was connected to the river, she paused.
The water rippled, causing the reflection of the sky to become distorted. At the edge of the pond was a chain of small waves, growing, expanding into large rings of waves.
Kat looked across the pond and caught a glimpse of someone hiding behind a tree. "Hello?"
No answer.
"Hello?" Still no answer. Kat continued to walk, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched.
After a few minutes Kat reached Nookington's. The building towered above her, and she stepped within sensor range of the doors and they slid open.
"I'm here!"
Nook popped up from behind the counter. "Hello Kat. You're…" the raccoon checked his watch. "Three minutes late."
Kat's eyebrows shot up, worried that she might lose her job. Rumors circulated through town saying that Tom Nook was super strict and his last employee was fired because he was five minutes late. Kat tried to calm herself, those were only rumors, after all. "I'm sorry," Kat stuttered, fearing the worst.
"Next time I expect you to be more careful." Nook warned as he disappeared into his office.
Kat let out a sigh of relief, and vowed to herself to be early from now on.
The day passed slowly. There were only five customers her entire shift. Kat was bored to death.
After being in hiding the entire day, Tom Nook came out, bounding with energy.
"Ok, Tommy, Timmy, get the upstairs room ready for the night!" He yelled up the stairway. "Kat, you're helping close for the night since you were late this morning. Come on, let's go!" Nook ordered, clapping his paws together for effect.
Two small voices from upstairs replied, "Yes sir!"
Kat quietly groaned. She'd been looking forward to going home because she was going to play a board game with her brothers, but it looked like that would have to wait. "What should I do?"
"Clean the shelves that the goods are on," her boss demanded.
"But don't you do that in the morning?" Kat asked, puzzled.
"Do as you're told!" Kat flinched and grabbed a cloth from under the counter.
Suddenly there was a loud rucus from upstairs, and two balls of brown fur came tumbling down the stairs.
"We're done!" They squeaked as they ran into the office.
Tom Nook mumbled something, and Kat stared in envy at the door that led to the office. How could they be done so fast?
Kat began scrubbing the table surfaces with Nook watching intently over her shoulder.