Chapter 5 Teeny
Qwert didn't believe me. He thought I wrote the letter. He left to go shopping or something, and left me to read his diary all morning. Just kidding…
Well anyway, he didn't believe me, and about lunchtime I walked down to the café and found Qwert there, eating alone.
"Hey, what's up?" I asked as I ate my turkey sandwich.
"Ssh!" he quieted me. I listened. I could hear Blathers hooting madly. We crept up the stairs quietly and stood in the shadows.
"Give the girl to me or suffer the consequences!" a voice boomed.
It was Nook!
"No!" Blathers yelled. Then Nook pulled a huge cicada out of his pocket. It was a known fact that Blathers was terrified of bugs.
He whimpered.
"She's my niece!" he cried. Celeste, Blather's niece who lived with him, was shivering in the corner.
"Then I will do it!" Nook yelled, taking the cicada and throwing it at Blathers. Blather screamed but wouldn't give in. So Nook took a match out of his pocket and…
"I'LL BURN THIS MUSEUM OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH IF YOU DON'T HAND THE STUPID GIRL OVER!" Nook screamed crazily, a psycho look in his eyes.
"NO!" Blathers yelled.
Celeste came out of the shadows, sobbing.
"It's all right. I'll go…" Celeste surrendered. Nook grabbed her by the wing.
"Tell anyone and the museum in ashes," Nook promised.
Blathers stood there alone.
"He has to be stopped," he whispered to himself.
Qwert and I ran back into the café and sank down into chairs.
"Well I guess the letter was real," Qwert said.
