Lina spent the next few hours writing up a letter to her family, and trying to figure out where Danny's house was. Honestly she hadn't gone around the whole town since he came, so she didn't know where he lived yet. Oh well, maybe she could just wander around until she found it.

She stuffed both letters—the one to her family and the one from the unknown sender—in her pockets, along with a tiny notebook and pen, and got ready to head out again. Closing the door behind her when she got out, she breathed in the summer air before looking around.

Now. Where was her destination? As far as Lina could see, there wasn't anything different. Maybe he lived on the other side of town? Normally she barely even passed the Town Hall—unless the rare occasion she visited the beach, which still didn't bring her to visit the other side of town very often.

She followed the river; trailing her paw against the bridge as she walked over it. Despite her years of living here, Lina rarely came over in this part of town anymore—the last time she remembered was when she was visiting Peanut; and the one before that was about three to four years ago with her family.

Lina put on more of a fake smile, and waved to everyone she saw. She was probably doing it very badly, and everyone could tell she was kind of getting a little creeped out as she thought of the contents of the letter.

After all; they had said her name. Lina had never met anybody that would be that mysterious. And by no means would be a trick from her brother; he didn't even know there was a new mayor yet, nor would he ever be able to pull off such an elaborate "joke." And if the letter hadn't come from anyone in this town, then how would they have known anyway? This town was surprisingly pretty cut off from anything else—the closest village was a two hour's train ride from here, and that was only a little farming village. Nothing even stood out for miles.

She was forced out of her thinking when she almost ran into a bush. Lina stared at it for a while, wondering when that had gotten there and when. Then another thing caught her attention: a house about the size of hers, but with a larger area of fence. This must be Danny's house, then.

Lina walked up to it and knocked, seeing as the lights were on. She waited for a bit; taking the time to choose her words and pull out her letter. When she didn't receive an answer, she decided to say something.

"Hello?" She called, not sure whether she should knock again. "Danny? Are you home? I want to ask you something—if you're willing to talk to me."

There was another pause, before the door opened. "I swear if you where literally anyone else right now…" Danny sighed, gesturing for her to come in. "Best-worst timing, Lina."

Lina stepped into his home, and was actually immediately awed by it. He'd only been here a week, and it was already twice as big as hers was. Several—if not all—cabin items were here, and beside the bed was a little photo of, what looked like, a younger Danny with four other people.

Beside her, Danny seemed to notice her staring and shrugged. "I had Bells saved up; decided since I'm apparently the mayor here…I'd finally use them." He led her to the couch, though he sat in the armchair instead. "As for these, they're kind of like reminders of everywhere I've been. I got each of these in a different town."

Lina sat down, and looked at the letter in her paws before handing it to Danny. "I received this this morning, along with two thousand Bells."

She didn't even need to finish before the mayor snatched it out of her paws and skimmed over it. "Well, whoever it is isn't just fine with messing with me." Danny remarked, pulling a letter out of his own pockets. He waved it around a bit before handing it to Lina. "And it's both a good and bad thing to know."

She took the letter, and read over it carefully.

'Dear "New Mayor,"

I'll admit, it was supposed to be me; before you showed up on the train first.

Best of…luck,'

And again, the unreadable signature. But it was still the same handwriting. Lina handed back to Danny.

"I don't know why it bothers me so much," he admitted. "For all I know they could just be giving me a friendly letter, but… I can't explain it."

"Have you received any more since this one?" Lina asked.

Danny shook his head. "I was kind of hoping something, though…"

Linda tilted her head, watching him turn considerably embarrassed.

"Will you help me figure out who sent these?" He blurted, then seemed to prep himself to be told no.

Of course, while she definitely wasn't going to say no, Lina was a bit shocked at the request. She could see several other people who would better help him than her. But before she could ask, he answered.

"You're the longest resident of this town—I figured you'd know more about it's history than anyone else does." He paused for a moment, laughing sheepishly. "Plus, I think I kinda ticked everyone else off…"

Linda nodded. "I'll help." It would definitely give her something to do instead of sitting around her house all day—even if she might miss the finale again. Then she thought of something, pretty sure she now had a devilish smile. "Do you have a recorder?"

"Yes?" Danny replied slowly.

"Record the season finale for me, and I'll help you."

"Deal."

They shook on it, before saying goodbye for the day.