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Today was the day I boarded my train to Smashville. I would live in Smashville now, ready to brawl with anybody that dared to challenge me. The train I was riding was…strange. Well, it wasn't the train, but the creatures that were on it. They were all 3-foot anthropomorphic animals. I mean, I knew Sonic the Hedgehog would board, too, but I didn't expect all this.
About an hour after I boarded the train, a young blue and white cat wearing a sweater vest was trudging through the train, apparently searching for a place to sit.
"Excuse me, may I sit here?" He asked. "Sure." I answered. We then began to have a conversation.
"A-are you an angel?" the cat asked.
"Uh, yeah. I'm Pit." I said.
"I'm Rover. Where are you heading off to?" Rover asked.
"Smashville." I replied.
"Hey, I know Smashville! Are you a new smasher?" Rover had a lot of questions.
"Well, yes."
"So you're gonna live in the Smash Mansion?" Even more questions.
"The what?"
"Don't tell me you don't know about the Smash Mansion! Th-then that means you don't have a house to live in!"
"Well, I never really thought about that…"
"Well, do you have money?" He asks so many questions…
"Uh…nope…"
"Hmm…Hey! I know someone in Smashville who could help you out! I'll be right back." He then proceeded to walk towards the pay phone. I heard stutters of the conversation he was having on the phone.
"Hello? ……Nook…friend……Smashville……name is Pit……an angel……house…Bye!" He hung up the phone, and walked back towards me.
"It's all set! You have a house now. You're gonna have to pay it off, though."
"Gee, thanks!"
"No problem! Well, we're pulling into Smashville now. See you around, Pit!"
I walked out of the train station, and spotted a raccoon-like thing eyeballing me.
"Excuse me, you're Pit, yes?" He asked. Oh please, let him not be another guy who asks me all these questions!
"Yeah, that's me." I answered.
"My name is Tom Nook. I received a phone call from Rover. Right this way, hm?" He beckoned me towards a small subdivision of four miniature houses.
"Take your pick, yes? I own each one of these houses, and am willing to loan you one as long as you eventually pay off mortgage, hm?"
Each one of the houses looked the same on the outside, but on the inside, each was distinct. However, they all had the same feeling of a run-down, rickety, old shack.
I chose the northwestern house.
"Now, you have no money, hm? Then, let's have you work at my shop, yes?" He led me towards his shop. It's no wonder those houses were rickety old shacks. His SHOP was a rickety old shack!
It was a 45-square-foot building that was made out of iron, completely rusted. The roof seemed to be okay, other than the fact that it looked too heavy for the creaky walls to hold it up. The whole building, which I could hardly fit into properly, seemed to scream, "Help! I'm falling apart!!"
"Isn't it a nice place to work?" Nook asked. I took it as a rhetorical question because I couldn't answer it truthfully. "Now, if you'll work here, let's have you in uniform, hm?" Seemingly out of nowhere, he pulled out a small icon. It appeared as a folded up t-shirt with pink and white vertical stripes, and a pink v-neck. Not only that, but it only had two dimensions!
He crushed it in his hands, and a three dimensional t-shirt of a strange blue color appeared. It had a white symbol of a leaf, with a round missing spot in the leaf. Along with that, there was a cap with the same design. And…the hat had horns.
But that was only the beginning.