"Uncle Tom? Why are you letting us run the store?" Timmy asked.

"And what are you going to do instead Uncle Tom?" Tommy added.

"Well you two, If you really want two know, it's because I love putting people in dept. Remember how I make people buy houses for thousands of bells?" Tom said in a snooty tone.

"Yes." Timmy and Tommy said Simultaneously.

"Well That is now my full time job!"

"Oh. Okay!"

Tom leaned to the side of Tommy's face.

"By the way Tommy, I still haven't received payment for your room." He whispered menacingly.

Tommy shuddered.

"I'll get it soon! I just need more time!" Tommy shouted

"You better, cause you know what happens to people who don't pay up."

Tommy gulped.

Tom stood up again.

"Now then! Let's show you the basics of running a store!"

Tommy was puzzled, they ran the last three stores Tom owned, Tom was only the Cashier.

"Don't we already know how to? We did everything for you in the last three stores..."

"YOU DID NOTHING IN THE LAST STORE" Tom belted out

"B-But..."

"NOTHING"

"O-Okay Uncle Tom." Tommy whimpered

"Great! Now follow me!"

They walked over to a corner of the store.

"Now. Here's where you will keep the furniture. Make sure that you only stock two things per day!"

"What if we have enough space for two?" Timmy asked

"Then you still only stock one."

"Why?"

"DON'T QUESTION MY ORDERS." Tom shouted.

"Uhh... Okay then..."

They moved to a table in the center of the store.

"This is where you sell 2 of 3 tools every day."

"Can we just sell all of the tools every day?" Timmy inquired

"We can, yes. But your not going to. Okay? Okay."

At this point, the twins were baffled as to why Tom wanted to run the store like this, this way gained them hardly any money.

Suddenly they heard a knocking on the door.

Tom shouted to the person behind the door "Sorry, we're not open!"

The voice behind the door shouted back in a desperate voice. "PLEASE! SOMEONE'S TRYING TO KILL ME!"

"Come back later!"

"NO! NO! NOOOOOO!"

*Smack*

*Thud*

"..."

"Well anyway... Onto the next table!"

The twins sat there, terrified.

"Cmon! Do you want me to beat you again?!"

"N-NO!" Both of the twins shouted, and ran to where Tom was standing.

"Here you will sell some paper, gift wrap and a fortune cookie."

"Only one fortune cookie?" Timmy asked

"I SWEAR TO GOD TIMMY! I WILL CUT YOUR TONGUE OUT AND SELL IT TO RE-TAIL IF YOU DON'T STOP ASKING QUESTIONS!"

"WAHH!" Timmy hid behind Tommy.

"Now, on special occasions, you will replace the fortune cookie with special items only available during the special occasion!"

"What like?" Tommy asked

"Stuff like candy, glow wands and fireworks! You two are old enough to handle fireworks right? Yeah you probably are."

"Hey! Why didn't you shout at Tommy when he asked a question?" Timmy asked

"Because he isn't a FUCKING RETARD LIKE YOU, TIMMY!"

"WAHHHHHHH!" Timmy cried behind his brothers back.

"Whatever, that's all you idiots need to know. If you get enough bells then I'll upgrade the store."

Tom opened the front door.

A body of a villager lay there, motionless, in a red liquid.

Tom turned to the twins

"...That's your problem, not mine. Later losers."

Tom steped over the body and headed towards Nook's Homes.

The twins stared at the body. They were petrified.

"Timmy?

"Y-Yeah?"

"Is it just me, or is Uncle Tom an asshole?"