Chapter 2

Chapter 2

'What the...?' Baki thought, as he stepped onto the platform. He looked around. Where were the buildings and the manga shops and... He looked around. No ramen shops! What was he supposed to eat? All he could see were trees, houses, and one store. This wasn't the Tokyo he knew from pictures.

Baki turned to get back on the train, but it was already gone. He sighed. Oh well, all he could do was check out the town and maybe he might like it.

He stepped off the platform, looking around for some sign of life other than that creepy monkey standing, and smiling, on the platform. No breathing thing was in sight. A bug flew by. Okay, no intelligent, breathing thing. Baki noticed a sign to his right. Baki went to look and his jaw dropped open wide. On it was the town map, but what was worse was the town's name. He wasn't in Tokyo. Baki had gotten off at Tookyo, obviously named after this shop called Nook's Cranny.

That darn cat! He told him to get off at the wrong stop! Augh! Next time, Baki would...do something terrible to him. What it was, he didn't know yet, but he'd do it eventually, and it wouldn't be pleasant.

'Well,' Baki thought, 'I should take a look around. The town is kinda pretty, I guess. Only if you like grass, dirt, trees, bugs, and flowers.'

He walked forward towards four houses sitting in a neat little square. "I might as well meet some people, too," Baki said to himself

Out of nowhere, a voice called out to him. "Hey, you! You're Baki, right?"

Baki turned around and was face to face with a raccoon man. 'Holy...!' He nearly fell backwards onto his head, which would not have been good considering a tree was almost directly behind him.

"Oh, I'm sorry," the raccoon said. "Sorry for startling you. My name is Nook. Tom Nook. I believe Rover told you about me?"

Baki nodded. He wanted so badly to tell him he was in the wrong town, but those stupid choices wouldn't allow it.

"Huh? You're in the wrong town?" Nook asked. Baki's eyes widened. How did he do that?

"Oh, that's an easy question! I can read what people are thinking, by looking in their eyes," Nook answered. "It comes from my years in the marketplace selling goods. You'll get used to it."

Baki thought again. 'I'm supposed to be in Tokyo, not Tookyo!'

"Not again! Rover said the name wrong again!" Tom was furious. "I'm really sorry, Baki. If you want to stay, you can. I can easily get you a house."

Baki nodded. A free house didn't sound too bad. This making aliving on your own thing was easier than he had thought.

"Good!" Tom turned and walked toward the four houses. "Come on! These four houses are available. Very nice and homely. Even though they look small, they can easily be expanded. How about it? You wanna go in?"

Baki walked inside the one nearest him; the one on his left with a black roof. He opened the door with anticipation. What the? It was puny! A tape deck and an orange box were all that was in there. No bed or anything.

He went outside and looked at the others. All four were exactly the same! What the crap? This was bogus! The houses stunk! Not literally, but they weren't that great.

"Hey! Watch your language!" Nook yelled at him. "So you find one yet?"

Since it didn't matter, he pointed lazily at the one with the black roof.

"Excellent choice!" Nook exclaimed. "That'll be 15,000 bells."

Bells? What the hell were bells? Wait! He knew! He had found a bag of them in the bathroom on the train. He had made sure there wasn't any...stuff inside.

Baki reached in his pocket and pulled out the bag. He gave it to Nook. Please be enough, Baki thought.

"Nope," Nook said, "it's not enough. This is only 1,000 bells. You still need 14,000 more," Nook said. "Don't worry, though. I'll get you a job at my store. You can work off the rest. Follow me." He ran off up and to the right.

Great! Not even a day had passed and he was already in debt. Baki was very wrong about this. How could this get any worse?

Baki followed. From around the corner of his new house, a metallic hand appeared and a shadowed face peered around the corner. As quickly as it had appeared, the hand vanished into thin air.