Authors Note: Animal Crossing characters and themes belong to Nintendo, "Shoot the Moon" lyrics and song belong to Norah Jones. This is my first fanfic so please read and review. I need the help!
Just a little intro: This is based off the Gamecube Version of Animal Crossing. Lizzie is a character that I probably had a very long time ago in my own game but now she's here in the story. Rated T for a little language and "mature themes"
"Summer days are gone too soon…"
The sun wasn't even visible over the hills when he left. A pink pre-dawn glow enveloped the village of Pear Cove in silence and serenity as Buck quietly slipped out the front door. A quick glance at his watch told him he had a few minutes before the 4:53 train would arrive. He just had to make one last stop.
Buck had always known this day would come. In fact, he'd been planning it for the last month. Spontaneity wasn't in his nature. That was Lizzie's field of expertise.
During this reflection time, he had reached the small white house with the sky blue roof. The flowers they had planted in the spring were already drooping from the August heat. Buck slowed to a halt. In his quivering hooves, Buck clutched the letter that would soon change Lizzie's life - it had already altered his own. But he couldn't bring himself to drop it into the mailbox. Was he making the right choice? Would he regret this? Could he ever come back?
Buck snapped back to reality as the steam engine's whistle rang through the morning air. It's now or never, Buck told himself. Quickly drawing his breath, he shoved the letter into the mailbox, and sprinted to the station without looking back.
By the time Lizzie emerged from her cottage in her pale green nightgown, Buck was long gone.
As she curiously pulled the letter from the depths of her mailbox, Buck was chewing on the slightly stale blueberry pancakes.
As Lizzie's hostile grip on the letter tightened, Buck scanned the changing scenery outside the train window.
As tears of rage flowed freely from her black eyes, he was thanking and tipping the Porter.
And as a piercing shriek startled the entire population of Pear Cove, a train rolled into a faraway station, and the brown horse began his new life.