Disclaimer: I don't own Animal Crossing, but it is still early. I'm planning on taking Mario hostage and demanding that Nintendo has to give me all rights for Animal Crossing. Naw. I'm just kidding; I wouldn't do that...as far as you know. Lol. I don't own Simon either; the name is actually Andrew's. How he got the name is a long story, but I've got nothing better to do...For a science project we had to wear away the membrane of an egg and then put it in a beaker of water (it illustrates osmosis). We got to name our eggs and I named mine Speshul Ed ( : P) Any who, Andrew named his Simon which sounds like psycho, then he added that it was Simon the pimp. Sorry, but I found that really funny. He named the egg something else but I can't remember. Oh well. Andrew was petting his egg and when he set it down, it popped, so we had a funeral for it over the trash can. Good times...good times...Lol, on with the story.........

The Tenant

Kiki tapped her foot impatiently as she stood outside her grand three-story house. Kiki was renting out her house since the winter was so lonely and cold; she needed someone to keep her company during those long and boring days. She posted signs everywhere around her town Green Bay and even in the neighboring cities. Finally, she thought, finally, today I will find a friend, only if the animals will get off their lazy butts; it is six o'clock a.m. already!

Soon, the morning sun was rising and the town's people were coming out of their houses. Around ten, Kiki's first applicant arrived; a beaver named Joey. "Good day, squeaky." He greeted her.

"Hello, so you have come to apply to be my room mate, eh?" Asked Kiki.

"Yes I most certainly have, where do I sign, squeaky?" Inquired Joey.

"Well I'm not so sure I want you as my guest, eh." Kiki retorted.

"And why may that be, squeaky?" Joey asked in the same annoyed tone.

"Because..." Kiki said, almost yelling now. "I don't like annoying twerps like you, eh!"

"Well so sorry little miss ble-otch" Joey raged. And with that, he stormed away.

I must get better at controlling my anger. Kiki thought.

For the next two hours, Kiki dealt with a diverse amount of animals, many different personalities, but all were equally annoying as Joey. She chose a top three, but when she talked to them again, she decided that not having a roommate would be easier. When Kiki's purple watch turned to two o'clock, she went around Green Bay collecting the posters she put up. With a sigh, she threw them into the dump.

Before her paw touched her door knob, she heard a deep male voice yell "Wait, hold on! Don't go inside yet!" Kiki turned her head and saw a dark figure in the distance. Afraid that there was danger inside her house, she hesitated to go in. The figure turned out to be a big dog named Simon, after introductions, Simon told Kiki what he really wanted. "Please let me be your room mate, I've just, uh, um, ran away from, uh the insane asy- I mean home, yeah, that's it. I've just run away from home, and I need to stay with somebody. What do you think? Am I in, fruit?"

"I don't know, I don't really think I want anyone to stay with me now, I'm sorry, eh." Kiki said.

"But, but, but...you have to accept me, fruit" Simon stuttered.

"Why, eh?" Kiki asked mock sympathetically.

"Because, I'm the perfect tenant, fruit." Simon gave her a wide toothy grin and gave her his number and left. Well that was weird. Kiki thought to herself as she carelessly threw Simon's phone number into the trash can.