My Animal Crossing Journal

Journal Day 37

February 8 Must make this chapter 350+ words, so I can make it to the 5000 word searches. 10 000 awaits after that! My Current Villagers

Rod-Mouse-Male- An athletic mouse, who enjoys physical activities and contests. He loves catching bugs.

Tipper-Cow-Female-Loves pill bugs, and catching bugs in general. Enjoys makeup.

Agent S-Squirrel-Male- Wears a body suit, and has a strange personality, thinking he is a spy. Likes playing pranks and enjoys fishing.

Coco-Rabbit-Male- From what I've gathered, somewhat of a hippy. Likes modern furniture.

Rolf-Siberian Tiger-Male- An average person, who acts very slightly gruff. Like to go catching bugs.

Pompom-Duck-Female- Slightly girly, but quite nice.

Moe-Male-Cat- A happy go lucky cat who's almost always tired. Somehow I think him and I will get along just fine.

Woke up happily today, got a good nights sleep and BOY did I sleep in. It was well over 6 when I woke infact, and the Bright Nights festival was in full swing. I got into a Jolly attitude and went to the Mayors office. I was stopped on the way by Rod, who gave me the basics of the festival and told me to give his lights a thumbs up to the Mayor. I met Tortimer and told him his lights were gorgeous, and put in a good word for Rod. I fell in another pitfall AGAIN, and something told me it was the work of Agent S. Him and his gadgets were always suspicious to me, I'll be sure to have a nice chat with him tomorrow. I shoveled up a gyroid and pulled out some weeds while wandering around. Tipper felt it to be her right to stop me from fossil hunting to tell me her lights were the best, and I better tell the mayor so, but I've seen them, and thy were put on haphazardly. I avoided her as best as possible for the rest of the night, and continued in my fossil hunt. Moe stopped me, asking me what relation he thought Coco and he shared. They seemed to be polar opposites to me, so I told him, 'between archnemesis and regular. I guesses, right, and he gave me a playroom rug for being so understanding. That's nice of him, although I personally don't find Coco all that bad. Rolf had been waiting to speak to me, so I hurriedly asked him what's up. He just wanted to talk, and we enjoyed a good conversation about how no one else was in the festival spirit. He also mentioned Pompoms birthday being on the 11th, so I think I'll drop by and wish her a happy birthday, even if we aren't that great friends. I found some more weeds (Does anybody care about our towns cleanliness but me!) which I quickly took care of, wanting out town to be spotless for the festival. Most people had been hitting the hay at this point, and I think I'll do the same. Too bad it was late, or I would have made a fruity fortune. Oh, well, G'night journal, see ya tomorrow.