Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANIMAL CROSSING!!!
Authors Note: This is the first author fic I have ever done before. So be gentle!!! Oh... and I DO NOT act this dingy... Most of the time.... I just felt it fit the Animal Crossing atmosphere.
Zhaneel awoke with the sun shining in brightly through her window. Her brand new pineapple bed was just the thing for her sleepy head. She yawned and stretched. Her blue hair fell in boucy curls around her face. She hopped out of bed and fixed her yellow comforter. She began humming a tune to herself as she placed her bouncy hair into neat pigtails with a few ties she had placed around her wrists the night before. It was such a bright winter morning. She was excited to welcome the days adventures. It was 8 o'clock in the morning when she finaly had her rubberduck outfit on and her belly was full of fried apples. (Which she cooked using her pink kitchenetted that her friend Amaranth had won for her at the Raffle just two days ago.) Zhaneel opened her little cottage door and walked outside. She was just about to head over to the message board when she noticed her mailbox flashing.
"Mail!" She squeled happily as she hopped over towards her mailbox. She opened up the postbox and collected five letters. She thumbed through them quickly reading their lables aloud to her self.
"Museum, museum, black market, museum... Ohhh!" Zhaneel pulled a pink envelope from the pile before stuffing the rest of the letters inside her pockets. "This is from Monique... Well that is certaintly a surprise."
Zhaneel placed her tiny fingers underneatht the envelope flap and opened the letter within. Her round blue eyes began to scan the words:
Dear loyal fan of mine.
I will be holding a bbq party by the beach today starting from noon until six. I do hope you can attend. Everyone that adores me is welcome. Pft. It will certaintly be a fun filled after noon. Pft. It's a pot loc so bring some goodies. Pft.
~Monique the most adorable kitten
"A party! Well this should be interesting seeing as I have no food to bring... I wonder if Amaranth got this invitation too?" Zhaneel chewed her bottom lip a moment debating whether or not it was worth risking her life to knock on Amaranths door this early. She shrugged, "If she attacks, I'll just run into the light. She'll shrink away like a slug near salt." She stuffed the letter in her pocket and proceded towards the largest house in the pad.
Zhaneel took a breath and gently knocked on the door. She could hear a shuffling inside. Then a ticked off Amaranth popped her head in the doorway. "WHAT?!"
"eeek..." Zhaneel stammered.
Amaranths almond eyes closed to mere slits, "Oh. It's you. Well come in..."
Zhaneel walked inside Amaranths house. Amaranth had a purple quilt wrapped around her shoulders as she hobbled over to her outfits that were lined up against a wall. Zhaneel took a seat on her brown couch and looked around the spacious house. Amaranths house was unique indeed. Currently, she had two floors. The original and the basement. The floor they were on now was a space room. The walls were star paper, and the floor was a carpet of blue. Amaranth had interesting furniture on this floor. In one corner a space station rotated in specific intervils while a large astroid rolled in circles in the opposite corner. Amaranth was currently saving up for a satalite. Zhaneel had pondered buying Amaranth one herself, but at the moment she only had 822 bells in her pocket. Zhaneel jumped as she heard Amaranth slam the lid of her chest down, she was muttering to herself in jumbled jibber jabber. This would take a few minutes while Amaranth got ready.
"I'll be downstairs."
"mmeh." Amaranth muttered. ßTranslationà "Ok Zhaneel. Go right on ahead, I'll meet you downstairs. Make yourself at home!"
Zhaneel hopped down off of the couch and quickly trotted over to the stairs. She ran lightly down the staircase and clicked on the lights. This was her favorite room in this house. A jungle had made its way down into Amaranths basement. Litteraly. Rows of plants lined the walls and then dotted the area in no real uniform shape. In one corner of the room a coy pond flowed calmly, gently splashing water from it's tiny fountain. On another wall a frog chair stood surrounded by butterflys and fish. Zhaneel was admiring the red snapper and dace when she heard a shout from upstairs.
"Zhaneel!!!"
Zhaneel turned and trotted up the stairs. The lights were on now and Zhaneel spotted her friend fixing her purple pigtails. She was wearing her flameshirt and was just preparing her matching umbrella when she spoke.
"So what did you want?"
"Just wondering if you had gotten this letter from Monique inviting us to her BBQ." Zhaneel told her.
Amaranth shrugged. "Probably. Was it in a cuddely ever so adorable pink envelope?"
"Uh huh."
"Yeah I threw it out. I hate pink. Grrrr..."
"Well do you want to go?"
"Go where?"
"TO ThE BBQ!"
"WHY?!"
Zhaneel sighed, "To have fun. Come on Amaranth. We'll get freee foood..." Zhaneel told her the last part in a sing-song temptation voice.
"Oh fine. But if she makes me mad I'm throwing her in the ocean."
"Yay!" Zhaneel squeled with joy, "Come on, let's go to the river and get some fish for the BBQ."
"ugh..."
Did you like? R&r flames are welcome! I was in a rush so I didn't to spell check. Forgive me!!!
Authors Note: This is the first author fic I have ever done before. So be gentle!!! Oh... and I DO NOT act this dingy... Most of the time.... I just felt it fit the Animal Crossing atmosphere.
Zhaneel awoke with the sun shining in brightly through her window. Her brand new pineapple bed was just the thing for her sleepy head. She yawned and stretched. Her blue hair fell in boucy curls around her face. She hopped out of bed and fixed her yellow comforter. She began humming a tune to herself as she placed her bouncy hair into neat pigtails with a few ties she had placed around her wrists the night before. It was such a bright winter morning. She was excited to welcome the days adventures. It was 8 o'clock in the morning when she finaly had her rubberduck outfit on and her belly was full of fried apples. (Which she cooked using her pink kitchenetted that her friend Amaranth had won for her at the Raffle just two days ago.) Zhaneel opened her little cottage door and walked outside. She was just about to head over to the message board when she noticed her mailbox flashing.
"Mail!" She squeled happily as she hopped over towards her mailbox. She opened up the postbox and collected five letters. She thumbed through them quickly reading their lables aloud to her self.
"Museum, museum, black market, museum... Ohhh!" Zhaneel pulled a pink envelope from the pile before stuffing the rest of the letters inside her pockets. "This is from Monique... Well that is certaintly a surprise."
Zhaneel placed her tiny fingers underneatht the envelope flap and opened the letter within. Her round blue eyes began to scan the words:
Dear loyal fan of mine.
I will be holding a bbq party by the beach today starting from noon until six. I do hope you can attend. Everyone that adores me is welcome. Pft. It will certaintly be a fun filled after noon. Pft. It's a pot loc so bring some goodies. Pft.
~Monique the most adorable kitten
"A party! Well this should be interesting seeing as I have no food to bring... I wonder if Amaranth got this invitation too?" Zhaneel chewed her bottom lip a moment debating whether or not it was worth risking her life to knock on Amaranths door this early. She shrugged, "If she attacks, I'll just run into the light. She'll shrink away like a slug near salt." She stuffed the letter in her pocket and proceded towards the largest house in the pad.
Zhaneel took a breath and gently knocked on the door. She could hear a shuffling inside. Then a ticked off Amaranth popped her head in the doorway. "WHAT?!"
"eeek..." Zhaneel stammered.
Amaranths almond eyes closed to mere slits, "Oh. It's you. Well come in..."
Zhaneel walked inside Amaranths house. Amaranth had a purple quilt wrapped around her shoulders as she hobbled over to her outfits that were lined up against a wall. Zhaneel took a seat on her brown couch and looked around the spacious house. Amaranths house was unique indeed. Currently, she had two floors. The original and the basement. The floor they were on now was a space room. The walls were star paper, and the floor was a carpet of blue. Amaranth had interesting furniture on this floor. In one corner a space station rotated in specific intervils while a large astroid rolled in circles in the opposite corner. Amaranth was currently saving up for a satalite. Zhaneel had pondered buying Amaranth one herself, but at the moment she only had 822 bells in her pocket. Zhaneel jumped as she heard Amaranth slam the lid of her chest down, she was muttering to herself in jumbled jibber jabber. This would take a few minutes while Amaranth got ready.
"I'll be downstairs."
"mmeh." Amaranth muttered. ßTranslationà "Ok Zhaneel. Go right on ahead, I'll meet you downstairs. Make yourself at home!"
Zhaneel hopped down off of the couch and quickly trotted over to the stairs. She ran lightly down the staircase and clicked on the lights. This was her favorite room in this house. A jungle had made its way down into Amaranths basement. Litteraly. Rows of plants lined the walls and then dotted the area in no real uniform shape. In one corner of the room a coy pond flowed calmly, gently splashing water from it's tiny fountain. On another wall a frog chair stood surrounded by butterflys and fish. Zhaneel was admiring the red snapper and dace when she heard a shout from upstairs.
"Zhaneel!!!"
Zhaneel turned and trotted up the stairs. The lights were on now and Zhaneel spotted her friend fixing her purple pigtails. She was wearing her flameshirt and was just preparing her matching umbrella when she spoke.
"So what did you want?"
"Just wondering if you had gotten this letter from Monique inviting us to her BBQ." Zhaneel told her.
Amaranth shrugged. "Probably. Was it in a cuddely ever so adorable pink envelope?"
"Uh huh."
"Yeah I threw it out. I hate pink. Grrrr..."
"Well do you want to go?"
"Go where?"
"TO ThE BBQ!"
"WHY?!"
Zhaneel sighed, "To have fun. Come on Amaranth. We'll get freee foood..." Zhaneel told her the last part in a sing-song temptation voice.
"Oh fine. But if she makes me mad I'm throwing her in the ocean."
"Yay!" Zhaneel squeled with joy, "Come on, let's go to the river and get some fish for the BBQ."
"ugh..."
Did you like? R&r flames are welcome! I was in a rush so I didn't to spell check. Forgive me!!!
