Disclaimer: I don't own Animal Crossing. It'd be cool if I did though.
Note: Any scenes, titles, or actions similar to other sources are purely coincidental.
Sorry this took so long. I couldn't think of anything good. Plus a lot of other things came up. Well here's my best. Once again sorry.
Chapter5: Mountain Madness
"It sure is a long way down," Prince exclaimed. Duke kicked a rock off the ledge they were standing on. It tumbled down the mountain and out of sight. They were at the edge of the mountain range. They had to traverse a series of smaller mountains and hills to get to the land beyond. Doc was trembling all over. "I don't like heights," he stuttered. "It's going to be dark soon," stated Jet. Mint said," I climbed all the time in my younger days". "If we hurry we can get to the base by nightfall," the green squirrel said. With that, she proceeded to climb down the ledge. Some were reluctant to follow, but no one was in the mood to argue.
Doc hated heights ever since he was a little rabbit. He clung to the cliff for his life. He was doing his best not to panic. How he missed his home and his old life. The only thing that kept him going was that it would be over soon. The wind had started to pick up. " Everyone against the wall," Mint yelled frantically. Suddenly the wind began to roar. It threatened to tear them off the cliff side. Doc used all his strength trying not to fly off the mountain. The wind stung like thousands of needles. Bits of dust and flying debris kept him from opening his eyes. After a few moments, the piercing wind had disappeared as quickly as it began. "That was close," said Tom. "Ok people, let's keep going," Mint said. "I hate heights," Doc muttered to himself as he caught another foothold.
By nightfall the group had reached the mountains base. They had a cold dinner and went to bed under the stars. Lobo kept first watch. His mind started to drift. He thought of his home and the good times he had. One in particular was the camping trip he and his brother Wolfgang went on. Wolfgang lived a nearby town. Lobo wondered if Wolfgang was okay or if he would ever see him again. He was so engrossed in his thoughts he didn't notice an animal sneak into camp. Lobo heard it rummaging through a bag. It was a mix of gray and brown and stood on four powerful limbs. It had a narrow head and small eyes on top. Lobo yelled," Hey, get out of there." The animal leapt away with a few, powerful, kicks from its hind legs. Lobo noted it had gotten away with a few dried biscuits. He then went back to guarding with renewed vigor.
The next morning, the group needed to know the fastest route out of the area. Doc studied his map for a while, then said," Our best bet would be to travel in the inter- connecting valleys out of here and onto the plains. No one objected. "Then it's settled, we go Doc's way," said Jet. Thus they spent days traveling through the rocky terrain. As time dragged on, the animals became more irritable. Even the usually cheerful were scowling.
"The sooner we leave, the better," thought Bunnie. It was always cold and the sky was usually gray. She was tired of walking all the time. She was tired of sleeping on the ground, eating lousy meals, and tired of everyone else. It looked like everyone else was, too. They had reached the hills though and were almost out. That softened her anger a bit. That night Bunnie dreamt of the past and how happy she was. Everything was fine and well. Suddenly everything was gone. A veil of darkness swirled around her and threatened to swallow her up. Seconds before Bunnie disappeared in the chaos, she woke up. She looked around and saw everyone was still asleep. She just lied in her sleeping bag until morning.
Once everyone was awake, Doc proclaimed," If all goes well we should be there by dusk." That brought everyone's spirits up. Even Lobo forced a grin. They hastily marched through the remaining terrain. As the day wore on, Duke started getting excited. "I'll finally be out of this accursed place," he thought. Soon two large, rocky hills came into view that marked the end of the rocky landscape and the beginning of the plains. Small, grassy, hills stretched into flat, sunny land as far as the eye can see. The group became jubilant at the sight. Animals congratulated each other for weathering out the trip. "Come on it's not much farther," Jet, yelled as he ran toward the plains. Others joined him soon after. Duke could have sworn he felt a tremor rumble across the ground. However, he soon dismissed it as a figment of his imagination.
Little did the animals know, there really was a tremor. They also didn't know that a hill was very unstable. A layer of the hill cracked under the stress. The weight of the layers over it made the crack bigger. Soon the layer broke completely, sending massive amounts of rocks at the animals.
Mitzi was the first to notice. She alerted the group and their joy turned to shock. It was as if the whole hill was falling. Mitzi stood still for a second, frozen in fear. She forced her legs to move though. Rocks tumbled around her, but she refused to slow. She pushed herself to her limits. The roar of falling rocks filled the air. Dust filled the air, making it impossible to see. She dropped exhausted and coughed till her chest was sore.
When the dust settled she saw that all her companions where there. Realizing that everyone was alive, Duke let out a cheer. Everyone else followed closely behind, there on the sun-baked plains.