The Other Animal Crossing
Shadow Aura 64
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LEGAL STUFF
Again, I do not own Animal Crossing, only Clyde.
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"Great work, Clyde!" said Nook. "That's all the work I have for you."
"That penguin seemed a little... odd," said Clyde.
"Oh, don't worry," said Nook. "Cube's always like that."
"He seems a bit out of it," said Clyde.
"He is a little unusual," said Nook, nodding. "And he's not that useful in combat."
"Are all the animals here going to be fighting?" asked Clyde.
"Most of them," said Nook. "I wouldn't make Celeste or the Able Sisters fight. They're too delicate, yes?"
"I see," said Clyde. He had finished his work for Nook, and had met most of the people in town.
"Well, that's all I need you to do for me," said Nook. "It's almost 11. Come back here soon, yes?"
"I will," said Clyde. He exited Nook's shop. "What now?" he thought.
"Hey, Clyde!" called a voice. Clyde turned to see a blue cat running towards him.
"Hi, Rosie," said Clyde.
"What are you doing, silly?" Rosie asked.
"Just got off work," said Clyde. He stretched.
"Are you going to fight tonight, silly?" asked Rosie.
"I guess so," said Clyde. "Are you?" Rosie nodded.
"I'm not that experienced, but I'll give anything a try," she said.
"Hope none of us die," said Clyde.
"That wouldn't be very nice," said Rosie.
"Yeah," Clyde said, nodding. The small talk was making him a little uncomfortable, but he was rescued by a familiar voice.
"Hiiiiiii!" yelled a shrill voice.
"Oh, crap," thought Clyde. Tabby ran towards Clyde and Rosie.
"Hi Tabby," said Rosie.
"Did you two come early too, me-WOW?" asked Tabby.
"Actually, I was just leaving," said Clyde. Eager to get away from Tabby, he ran back to his house. "If I die in that fight, it'll probably be because of her," he thought as he shut the door. He looked around his tiny house. "Maybe I could ask Nook if I can get paid for some extra work..." he said to himself. He walked over to the tape deck and pressed Play, but nothing happened. He opened the lid, and there wasn't a tape inside it. "I guess I should have checked that first..." he said. "Man, I wish I had a T.V." He stretched his arms. "Far out, there isn't even a couch!" He walked back outside.
"Oh, it's you," a voice said. Clyde turned to see the red bull from before.
"Ah, hi," said Clyde.
"Whatever," said Angus. "I take it Nook's making you fight?"
"Yeah," said Clyde. "Are you?"
"Of course, macmoo," said Angus. "I find fighting to be a good way to let out anger."
"Cool," said Clyde. "We'll be late if we don't leave now." He saw that most of the animals in Animal Crossing were heading into Nook's store.
"I'm not going with you, if that's what you're suggesting, macmoo," said Angus, turning away. Clyde rolled his eyes.
"Fine, whatever," he said. He started to walk towards Nook's store. On the way, Antonio sprinted past him. Clyde soon made it to Nook's. Two small raccoons greeted him.
"Hello!" one of them said. "Please come this way... way!"
"Okay..." said Clyde. "Are they Nook's sons?" he thought. They led Clyde to the back of the shed, and pushed a piece of wood. A trapdoor opened up near the bag of flowers. The three of them went down it. Clyde saw most of the animals down there, as well as Nook himself. It was a large underground room, much bigger than the store. It was like another building, well furnished and very clean.
"Ah, hello, Clyde," said Nook. "Good of you to come, yes?"
"I wasn't exactly given a choice," muttered Clyde.
"I beg your pardon?" said Nook.
"Mr. Nook!" called one of the smaller raccoons. "Everyone is here... here!"
"Excellent," said Nook. The last few animals came into the room. "Alright everyone, you all know why you're here. The residents who don't have any fighting experience, such as Blathers and that hippie Pascal aren't here. But the rest of you are here to fight! Redd should only keep up his attack for an hour or so before he gives up, yes? I want you to just hold back the attack!"
"Yes, sir!" most of the animals said.
"It's unlikely that any of you will be killed," said Nook. "But try to be careful, yes?"
"How do we defend ourselves?" asked Clyde.
"Timmy, Tommy," said Nook. The two small raccoons stepped forward. "Take Clyde to the weaponry, yes?" The two raccoons nodded, and walked away. Clyde followed them. They brought him to a large room. Clyde's eyes bulged. The entire room was filled with weapons of all kinds. Guns and explosives, as well as old-fashioned weapons, such as bows and arrows. There were melee weapons there too, such as clubs and spears.
"Holy..." Clyde said.
"Take whatever you want... want!" said Timmy.
"We're in no shortage... shortage!" said Tommy.
"Awesome," Clyde managed to say. Timmy and Tommy left the room.
"Hurry up. It's about to start... start!" one of them called. Clyde's eyes scanned the wide selection of weapons.
"Where did Nook get all this?" he thought. After a few minutes of pondering, Clyde decided on a pair of Uzis, a belt of grenades, and a shotgun strapped to his back. He was about to leave, when he decided he should take a melee weapon. He chose a classic sword. It was a bit heavy, but he took it anyway, sliding underneath the strap holding the shotgun to his back. He returned to the large underground room, but no-one was there. Bewildered, Clyde looked around, but the only animal there was a fat dog. It was wearing a green helmet, and held a spear.
"Oh, you must be Clyde," it said. "Uh... They already left."
"What?" exclaimed Clyde. "Where?"
"Uh... Down there," the dog said, pointing to a tunnel next to him. Clyde started walking towards it, but stopped.
"Why'd they leave you down here?" asked Clyde.
"Oh, um... Well, I'm Booker. They say I'm not that good as fighting, so I watch the tunnel instead," Booker said. He shrugged.
"Well, good luck," said Clyde. He crawled through the tunnel, and eventually came up into a small room. Nook was there, along with Timmy, Tommy, a green pigeon, and a pair of hedgehogs. There was an exist on the other side of the room, and Clyde could hear explosions and shouting coming from it.
"Took your time, hm?" said Nook. "Hurry up and get the Hell out there!" Clyde nodded, and rushed out the exit. A barren wasteland opened up before him. He looked around. He saw Angus dive, just as a grenade exploded right where he was standing. He quickly got up, and started running forwards.
"Fucking take this!" he shouted. He started firing his battle rifle at animals on the other side. One of them fired a rocket at Clyde. He sprinted out of the way. It slammed into the back wall, causing an explosion that send Clyde flying. He quickly got up. He fired one of his uzis at the animal the shot the rocket. It collapsed. Clyde smiled. His aim was as good as ever. He saw Cube slowly limping towards the room Clyde came out of, one of his legs bleeding.
"Solider!" shouted a voice. Clyde turned to see a dog holding a spear. It was wearing a green helmet, and looked kind of like Booker. It saluted Clyde. "Sergeant Copper reporting! This fight's much worse than we anticipated!" the dog said. "The enemy's fighting harder than they've done in the past!"
"I can handle 'em," Clyde said, hoping he sounded confident.
"If you say so," said the dog. "Good luck. Give them Hell!" They both nodded, and ran in separate directions. Clyde took out his other uzi.
"Come and get me!" he said through gritted teeth.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yeah, this chapter was short. The next one might be, too. I can write DBZ-style fight scenes, but I've never written a war-style one before. Hope I don't fuck up completely.
