Disclaimer: I do not own Tom Nook or any of the other characters related to Animal Crossing, HOWEVER Pharaoh and Flora, and any of my OC's that are not FROM the actual game are mine.

Chapter 1: Working for Tom Nook

Pharaoh checked his pants pockets, but could not locate the 1,000 Bells that his mother sent him away with to buy his own home in Tulip city. His older sister, Flora, moved to the pleasant town a couple of years ago, and always sent letters back home telling him and his mother how quaint and relaxing the little village was. She told stories of her adventures, her new friends, the fossils she found just randomly digging up cracks in the sand... It sounded amazing, and Pharaoh had just become the appropriate age to move out of the house. 17 was how old Flora was when she left town, and now it was his turn to buy a new house in Tulip city.

"I know it's here," he mumbled as he patted down the front and back pockets of his denim trousers, pulling out everything he could find throughout his entire outfit. A handheld fan, two pencils, a pack of matches, and a couple of bells – that was all he had. He looked back up and furrowed his eyebrows, grinning softly in worry as he shrugged his shoulders, indicating that the bells were nowhere around.

"Well," Tom, the owner of the shop on the corner began, eyeing the boy suspiciously. "Where is my money? This here house costs about 30,000 Bells you know..." He tapped his foot and raised an eyebrow at the young boy, intimidating him further.

"I know," Pharaoh panicked as he looked back up at the raccoon. The man was fairly well built, with heavy, beer brown eyes and an unpredictable smirk. He was lovely, in all his masculinity, but there was something about him that just seemed to scare Pharaoh... Something in his eyes, his smile... "I seem to have... Misplaced it... Probably on the train." He said, digging the toe of his Converse shoe into the dusty ground, which was littered in large amounts of crap due to the town's laziness to pick up their belongings. Nobody around Tulip town stole from acre B-2, though, because they knew Flora and her neighbors would beat the crap out of them if they tried.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Tom said, shaking his head as he turned around. He stared at Pharaoh out of the corners of his lazy eyes, smirking once again to add effect to this moment of insanity. "You'll have to work for it then..."

Pharaoh's sister Flora used to tell him and his mother about Tom Nook in her letters back home. Nobody ever came with enough bells to buy any of the houses in town, and if they did, he raised the price just to get some work out of them. She said it was just the usual house work, gardening, running errands, and etcetera. But she warned Pharaoh in a personal side note that Tom Nook was just as insane as he was gorgeous – all the boys in the town feared him for some reason, and she had a feeling why, and would tell him about it the day he moved into Tulip town.

He sighed ruefully and entered the door of the tiny house that would soon be his. The floor was wooden, the walls were broken down, and all that was in there were a lousy diary and a busted radio, along with some litter that the last owner had cared to leave behind. The place hardly have any living space, much less a single bathroom... How did Nook expect anybody to live in these God forsaken places AND pay 30,000 freakin' bells for a ramshackle piece of crap?

As he promenaded down the rocky walkway to the train station, where a map of the entire town was located, he adjusted his attire that was slopped all over the place after the ordeal with Nook and the missing bells. Today he was wearing a long sleeved, black and white striped thermal shirt, blue jeans, and Converse sneakers. He wasn't a Goth, or an 'Emo', or any of those other labels... Well, actually, let's face it. He was all of the above.

Tulip town was a beautiful place, regardless of its mass weeds and unreasonable amount of personal belongings littering the streets. There were flowers everywhere, which were surrounded by said weeds, and a few signs here and there harvesting different patterns like Mario, a Pacman ghost, and a lopsided, sad excuse for a town sign saying 'Tulip', with the I and the P slightly smaller and falling off of the sign. The place was very... picturesque, if you ask anyone who was just stopping by, but after living there for a few years, you start to worry for your mental health.

Pharaoh smiled after locating Tom Nook's apparently fancy shop on the town map and walked around all the tulips, which must have been where the town got its name, ignoring the space that was unprofessionally added at the beginning of its title, and through a cherry tree orchard. In the distance, at the corner of the town next to a ledge, was a small shop called 'Nook's Cranny.' Wait, Nook's Cranny? What happened to Nookington's? He shrugged it off and approached the flower (and weed) littered front porch of Tom Nook's shop...

Upon said approach, Pharaoh spotted his older sister, Flora! His ears perked up and a smile rose on his kitty face.

"Flora!" He screamed as he sprinted to his older sister. She smiled and set her watering can on the grass, wiped off her dirty hands on her pink and white striped shirt, and hugged her brother as he leapt into her arms. He nuzzled her shoulder and jumped down, grinning widely. "What's up, sis?"

"Oh nothing, decided to work for Tom Nook again," she said, rubbing her brow with the back of her arm. "After his business failed, his children were taken from him, and his store got torn down, he's been down in the dumps lately... He has to start all over from scratch!"

"What happened to his shop?" Pharaoh asked as he stared at the shack-like building. He remembered visiting his older sister once a few months ago– Tom Nook had a big fancy building with two floors and a vast amount of storage space, this is nothing like he remembered.

"Well," Flora began as she got back down onto her knees and began pulling some weeds. "Somebody sued him for a faulty item. They said it fell apart, and I don't think it was his fault, but apparently it was," she shrugged. "So there was this big court case, and his ex-wife got a restraining order against him for apparently 'beating' his children, when I seriously can't see the poor guy doing something like that to someone that age..." She shook her head, sighing lightly.

"There you are!" Tom said as he opened the door of his cranny, once named 'Nookingtons,' and spotting the boy who was SUPPOSED to be working for him. "I've been waiting for you, get in here and get to work!" He grumbled something along the lines of pancakes and fishing and went back into the building, which wasn't much of a building as it was a cardboard box.

"Well, I guess I got to go," the cat boy smiled at his sister. As he began walking towards the wooden door of Tom Nook's 'headquarters,' Flora stood up with a stern look on her face.

"Right, I promised you something in a letter a few months ago..." She said, looking around as she got close to her brother's ear. "I told you about the boy's in this town being scared of Tom for some reason, right?"

"Yeah," Pharaoh nodded, curious to what his sister was referring to.

"Well, I have a feeling that he might be, well, you know... A pedophile or something," she shuffled, looking down.

"What?!" His eyes lit up slightly, widening a small bit. "That's scary! Did he do anything to you?" He growled.

"No, you see, I think he like... Molests the boys that work for him. I think he's gay or something," she smiled lightly, even though it was a problem. Pharaoh's stomach churned, and an uncomfortable feeling overcame him... Was she right? Was his new boss a pervert child molester pedophile?!