Nook
Chapter Three: The return of the Nook
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The wind whistled low as a battered Tom Nook clawed his way through some reeds. After destroying a train he was tired and hungry, so he decided to go to the nearest town. He found himself in a big town called Fisfle. Tom spied out a hotel with his raccoon eyes and ventured over to it. He then knocked on the door.
The door opened and light filtered out. Nook stepped in past the door. "Will you be staying with us sir?" asked a pig man who looked to be the owner.
"Yes, if you don't mind," Tom answered.
"Sure, here's a key, you can pay in the morning. The ugly old lady will be up to serve you in twenty minutes or so," The pig told him. Tom griped the keys in his paw, and said, "NOT FAST ENOUGH." And with that he ran off to his room.
"That sure was a weird one," the pig man said to his wife.
"Shut up you, or I will eat your arm!" His wife threatened.
"Yes ma'am," The pig said quietly.
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Tom was sitting on his bed when there was a knock at the door. He got up and opened the heavy door to reveal an ugly old woman.
"What would you like for dinner?" The ugly woman asked.
"Some soup would be nice," Nook replied.
"Right away your majesty," She snickered and crooned away.
About twenty minutes later.
"Here's your food," The old lady said putting a plate down on his bed.
"Is this your feces?" Nook asked looking at the brown clump on his plate.
"Why yes, how did you know?" The ugly old lady questioned.
"Where I come from, old lady feces are a delicacy," Tom remarked.
"Will you still be eating it?" She inquired.
"Why of course!" Nook said, and dived into the plate. After a few moments the raccoon looked up, poop hanging from his face. "Is this old?" He demanded.
"Why yes, I've been building up that clump for someone like yourself," She cackled.
"I told you I like it fresh, for defying me I will take you life," Nook screamed. Then he pulled out his trusty machete and threw it at the old woman. She caught it in her hands and took it by the hilt.
"Damn, I'll just have to take you down the old fashion way," Tom cried. He ran up the wall and came up behind her, and then he kicked her in the head. There was a crack and she fell to the floor. Tom then picked up his machete and searched the old lady. She had nothing in her pockets except more feces. Tom then left the room.
He walked to the railing and looked down. Below him was the innkeeper, he was talking to someone Tom couldn't see. He knew what he had to do. He flipped over the railing and dropped down on the fat pig, machete sinking deep in his head. The pig gave a sharp squeal and died. Tom looked up, before him was the innkeepers ugly pig wife. The woman gave a cry and attacked Tom. She jump kicked him in the face and dropped him to the floor.
"How dare you kill my husband? I was going to do it next week," She shrieked.
"Your time has passed old lady, it's the time of flesh eating kittens," Tom declared. Then Nook got up and threw his Machete at the pig woman. She tried to get out of the way but couldn't. The blade caught her in the side. She fell to the ground with a thump. Tom walked over and pulled his machete out of her, and then he searched their bodies.
The innkeeper had a Revolver and his wife had a Stinger Missile Launcher in her pants. The raccoon took these things with happiness. So many lives he could conquer with these weapons. Now he needed a major event to use them. Then he remembered. When he came to the town there was a sign. And that sign said, Oktoberfest.
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The sun was sitting in the clouds raining down the good rays on the people below. A man then approached the podium and cleared his throat.
"Hello good people of Fisfle. Today we come together to celebrate Oktoberfest," His droning voice ran on as he continued his speech. Tom wasn't concerned, he was to busy working his way in un-noticed. He saw a small wall in an un-popular area and decided to make his way in there. While he was climbing his machete clanked against the wall, a nearby guard heard the noise.
"Huh, what was that noise?" He said aloud and walked in its direction to investigate.
"Shit," Nook murmured as he saw the guard approach. Tom then jumped from the wall and hid in a shrubbery nearby. The guard came up and looked around in suspicion. He pulled out his radio and called in to the CO.
"It was nothing," The guard said in a thick Russian accent.
"I told you to stop it with the Metal Gear obsession," His CO radioed back.
"Sorry Boss, over and out," The guard ended the conversation and began to walk away. Tom quickly and quietly ran up behind the guard and broke his neck. After pushing the body under a bush he continued scaling the wall. The guard had some C4 on him and an AK-47u, these would come in handy.
Tom Nook climbed over the wall and dropped to the ground. He looked around and spotted the most popular food table. He then crawled under it and placed the C4 under it. Then he crept up behind the podium and grabbed the Mayor by the neck and held his revolver to his head.
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Death Toll: 4
Thanks for reading. If I get reviews I will continue. Review = Inspiration.
By Glandrid
Chapter Three: The return of the Nook
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The wind whistled low as a battered Tom Nook clawed his way through some reeds. After destroying a train he was tired and hungry, so he decided to go to the nearest town. He found himself in a big town called Fisfle. Tom spied out a hotel with his raccoon eyes and ventured over to it. He then knocked on the door.
The door opened and light filtered out. Nook stepped in past the door. "Will you be staying with us sir?" asked a pig man who looked to be the owner.
"Yes, if you don't mind," Tom answered.
"Sure, here's a key, you can pay in the morning. The ugly old lady will be up to serve you in twenty minutes or so," The pig told him. Tom griped the keys in his paw, and said, "NOT FAST ENOUGH." And with that he ran off to his room.
"That sure was a weird one," the pig man said to his wife.
"Shut up you, or I will eat your arm!" His wife threatened.
"Yes ma'am," The pig said quietly.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tom was sitting on his bed when there was a knock at the door. He got up and opened the heavy door to reveal an ugly old woman.
"What would you like for dinner?" The ugly woman asked.
"Some soup would be nice," Nook replied.
"Right away your majesty," She snickered and crooned away.
About twenty minutes later.
"Here's your food," The old lady said putting a plate down on his bed.
"Is this your feces?" Nook asked looking at the brown clump on his plate.
"Why yes, how did you know?" The ugly old lady questioned.
"Where I come from, old lady feces are a delicacy," Tom remarked.
"Will you still be eating it?" She inquired.
"Why of course!" Nook said, and dived into the plate. After a few moments the raccoon looked up, poop hanging from his face. "Is this old?" He demanded.
"Why yes, I've been building up that clump for someone like yourself," She cackled.
"I told you I like it fresh, for defying me I will take you life," Nook screamed. Then he pulled out his trusty machete and threw it at the old woman. She caught it in her hands and took it by the hilt.
"Damn, I'll just have to take you down the old fashion way," Tom cried. He ran up the wall and came up behind her, and then he kicked her in the head. There was a crack and she fell to the floor. Tom then picked up his machete and searched the old lady. She had nothing in her pockets except more feces. Tom then left the room.
He walked to the railing and looked down. Below him was the innkeeper, he was talking to someone Tom couldn't see. He knew what he had to do. He flipped over the railing and dropped down on the fat pig, machete sinking deep in his head. The pig gave a sharp squeal and died. Tom looked up, before him was the innkeepers ugly pig wife. The woman gave a cry and attacked Tom. She jump kicked him in the face and dropped him to the floor.
"How dare you kill my husband? I was going to do it next week," She shrieked.
"Your time has passed old lady, it's the time of flesh eating kittens," Tom declared. Then Nook got up and threw his Machete at the pig woman. She tried to get out of the way but couldn't. The blade caught her in the side. She fell to the ground with a thump. Tom walked over and pulled his machete out of her, and then he searched their bodies.
The innkeeper had a Revolver and his wife had a Stinger Missile Launcher in her pants. The raccoon took these things with happiness. So many lives he could conquer with these weapons. Now he needed a major event to use them. Then he remembered. When he came to the town there was a sign. And that sign said, Oktoberfest.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The sun was sitting in the clouds raining down the good rays on the people below. A man then approached the podium and cleared his throat.
"Hello good people of Fisfle. Today we come together to celebrate Oktoberfest," His droning voice ran on as he continued his speech. Tom wasn't concerned, he was to busy working his way in un-noticed. He saw a small wall in an un-popular area and decided to make his way in there. While he was climbing his machete clanked against the wall, a nearby guard heard the noise.
"Huh, what was that noise?" He said aloud and walked in its direction to investigate.
"Shit," Nook murmured as he saw the guard approach. Tom then jumped from the wall and hid in a shrubbery nearby. The guard came up and looked around in suspicion. He pulled out his radio and called in to the CO.
"It was nothing," The guard said in a thick Russian accent.
"I told you to stop it with the Metal Gear obsession," His CO radioed back.
"Sorry Boss, over and out," The guard ended the conversation and began to walk away. Tom quickly and quietly ran up behind the guard and broke his neck. After pushing the body under a bush he continued scaling the wall. The guard had some C4 on him and an AK-47u, these would come in handy.
Tom Nook climbed over the wall and dropped to the ground. He looked around and spotted the most popular food table. He then crawled under it and placed the C4 under it. Then he crept up behind the podium and grabbed the Mayor by the neck and held his revolver to his head.
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Death Toll: 4
Thanks for reading. If I get reviews I will continue. Review = Inspiration.
By Glandrid