Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, games, or items in Animal
Crossing. However, I do own the characters of Captain Eddie and his crew. I
would also like to point out that in the game, my town name is mewzic and
my name is schuyler. I have decided to capitalize the town name, making the
story more understandable. Also, I have chosen to rename the main character
Skylar, because too many people were pronouncing schuyler "shoe-ler."
Chapter 1: Calm, Cool Skylar
It all started with the letter Cube received from Timmy. Skylar was walking over to his house on that particular breezy May day, walking over the green hills, humming to herself and thinking about a rumor that was going around. Word on the street said Katrina was coming to town. She remembered how Katrina had read Cube's fortune last time, and he had started tripping all the time. Though Cube was not amused, Skylar thought it was quite amusing. Then Cube got really mad at her for laughing at him, and had given her the silent treatment for a week, tripping every time he walked. They had patched things up the next week. Skylar smiled in remembrance.
The long walk all the way from Belle's house had made Skylar tired, so she stopped at her house to take a rest for a moment. She glanced at her favorite NES game, Excitebike, and decided like in Mewzic would be much more fun if there was a motorcycle competition. It would be in the spring, she decided. Suddenly, her front door opened, and she stood up from the blue chair she had been sitting in.
"I told you to meet me at my house!" Cube said, frustrated. His neighbor's habit of taking time to think things out - or "meditate", as she called it - bothered him. He wasn't impatient, he just thought it was useless to think things out, since things never go the way you plan anyway. Whenever he told her this, she would laugh and call him, "dopey." Cube did like the way she was always calm, cool, and collected. She rarely ever got angry, and was a pacifist.
"So, come on!" he said. "I've got to show you something, d-d-dude." He started towards the door, then turned back to see Skylar sitting there, her chin resting in her hand. He sighed. "Come on," he said again.
"What do you have to show me?" Skylar asked. "I hope it's not a surprise," she added. "You know I don't like surprises. It was true. She didn't like surprises. Cube thought this was mostly because surprises sometimes turn out bad, but she just liked to expect something before it came. She knew if she told Cube this, he wouldn't understand, his mind being "simple," as she liked to describe it."
"I got a letter," Cube said hurriedly. "An interesting one?" Skylar inquired, one eyebrow raised, her chin still resting in her hand. "Darn it, d-d-dude. Yes!" Cube said, throwing his penguin wings in the air. "From who?" Skylar asked, seeming uninterested.
"Timmy Nook," Cube declared. Skylar sat up straight. "Timmy? But he never writes letters. His dad does all the flyers for his shop, but I've never seen Timmy write anything." Well, well, Skylar mused. This was interesting.
"Well, he wrote me something." "A flyer?" "No, a letter, d-d-dude." Skylar stood up. After brushing her pants off, she started towards the door. "Okay. Let's go," she said calmly, wondering what Timmy could have possibly written.
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Yes, it is a short first chapter, but it is only the beginning! I will add chapter two shortly. I hope you will enjoy my fanfic, as it is my first one.
Chapter 1: Calm, Cool Skylar
It all started with the letter Cube received from Timmy. Skylar was walking over to his house on that particular breezy May day, walking over the green hills, humming to herself and thinking about a rumor that was going around. Word on the street said Katrina was coming to town. She remembered how Katrina had read Cube's fortune last time, and he had started tripping all the time. Though Cube was not amused, Skylar thought it was quite amusing. Then Cube got really mad at her for laughing at him, and had given her the silent treatment for a week, tripping every time he walked. They had patched things up the next week. Skylar smiled in remembrance.
The long walk all the way from Belle's house had made Skylar tired, so she stopped at her house to take a rest for a moment. She glanced at her favorite NES game, Excitebike, and decided like in Mewzic would be much more fun if there was a motorcycle competition. It would be in the spring, she decided. Suddenly, her front door opened, and she stood up from the blue chair she had been sitting in.
"I told you to meet me at my house!" Cube said, frustrated. His neighbor's habit of taking time to think things out - or "meditate", as she called it - bothered him. He wasn't impatient, he just thought it was useless to think things out, since things never go the way you plan anyway. Whenever he told her this, she would laugh and call him, "dopey." Cube did like the way she was always calm, cool, and collected. She rarely ever got angry, and was a pacifist.
"So, come on!" he said. "I've got to show you something, d-d-dude." He started towards the door, then turned back to see Skylar sitting there, her chin resting in her hand. He sighed. "Come on," he said again.
"What do you have to show me?" Skylar asked. "I hope it's not a surprise," she added. "You know I don't like surprises. It was true. She didn't like surprises. Cube thought this was mostly because surprises sometimes turn out bad, but she just liked to expect something before it came. She knew if she told Cube this, he wouldn't understand, his mind being "simple," as she liked to describe it."
"I got a letter," Cube said hurriedly. "An interesting one?" Skylar inquired, one eyebrow raised, her chin still resting in her hand. "Darn it, d-d-dude. Yes!" Cube said, throwing his penguin wings in the air. "From who?" Skylar asked, seeming uninterested.
"Timmy Nook," Cube declared. Skylar sat up straight. "Timmy? But he never writes letters. His dad does all the flyers for his shop, but I've never seen Timmy write anything." Well, well, Skylar mused. This was interesting.
"Well, he wrote me something." "A flyer?" "No, a letter, d-d-dude." Skylar stood up. After brushing her pants off, she started towards the door. "Okay. Let's go," she said calmly, wondering what Timmy could have possibly written.
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Yes, it is a short first chapter, but it is only the beginning! I will add chapter two shortly. I hope you will enjoy my fanfic, as it is my first one.