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Sara: That was horrible.

Grapes Rule: Fine then don't appreciate my rhyming genius.

Sara: shakes head Ok She does not own animal crossing now lets get to the story…

Glencow Chronicles

The Flashback

Sara awoke. She blinked, slightly dazed. She looked around the room. Where am I? Then she remembered that she was spending the night at Mark's while Tom redid her house. Sara got up and changed out of her pajamas. Thank goodness I met Mark. She looked at herself in the mirror. She frowned when she realized how much she looked like her mother. A tear slid down her eye.

"Sara? I have breakfast." Mark's voice sounded down the stairs.

"I'll be right there!" She wiped the tear from her eye and silently cursed herself for being so weak. She slowly went up the steps to the "kitchen" area. "Hi Mark." She sat herself down at the table and greeted Mark as he brought their breakfasts. He was wearing blue jeans with a rip in the left knee and a dark green shirt.

"Sara you look…" He stopped himself and blushed. Sara tried not to grin and lowered her gaze to the plate set before her. "I hope you like eggs and bacon." Mark said softly.

"Don't worry I do." Sara grinned and began to eat. "This is great!" Sara said with a stuffed mouth.

"Thanks. Hey, how much money do you have left?"

"A few hundred thousand bells. I put it in the bank last night." Mark's face grew grim. "What? What's wrong?"

"Was the drunk duck there?"

"You don't think…" Sara gulped down her breakfast. "Thanks for the food it was great!" She ran out the door. "Please let my money be there…"

"NOOO!" Sara gaped. "Why did the drunk duck steal my money?" Sara yelled at Pelly.

"Well Shelly's new and she thought you were giving the money to her."

"You and I know that is not the case! Come on I worked hard to get all of that!"

"I'm sorry but my guess is that your money is gone and she used it on drinking." Sara shook her head in fury. "I demand my money back and if your not going to give it to me then I will go to Tortimer!" That was when Mark came in.

"Calm down Sara." Mark whispered.

"How can I when that stupid duck stole my money!" Sara's eyes blazed. "What's your answer to that huh?" She glared at Mark.

"Calm down, now lets go think this through…" Mark tugged Sara by the elbow and led her out of the post office. "Now let's go see Tom first and get the exorbitant estimate on how much you have to pay." Mark grinned and Sara stifled a giggle.

In the shop Tom was cursing.

"Damn you Tortimer. You bastard! Don't think about doing it again!"

"What are you talking about Tom? Can't I buy something anymore without you accusing me of hurting your shop?' Tortimer put the umbrella back on its stand. "Calm down, one never knows when two young folk may walk in on you." Tortimer grinned and faced Mark and Sara. "Is there anything I can do for either of you?"

"Actually that drunk duck Shelly stole my bells and spent it on booze! I want my money back!" Sara roared. Mark elbowed her rib. Sara winced, "Umm If that's ok with you."

"Well you young whippersnapper! I will talk to Shelly about this let me assure you."

"YEAH!" Sara cheered.

"Does this mean you can't pay for the renovations I made to your house?" Tom growled fiercely.

"Um…" Sara began.

"Lay off Tom!" Tortimer roared. "For goodness sake' she just had all her money stolen. If you continue this behavior of Glencow's citizens then I say I will put you out of business and destroy…" Tortimer paused.

Tortimer stood alone in front of a fiery blaze. He admired his handiwork. He heard the sound of footsteps running towards him.

"No not my shop." A young raccoon ran up to the fiery horizon. "You bastard! I'll report you to the police!"

"No you won't." Tortimer laughed fiercely. "If you do I'll…" He was cut off by the sound of more footsteps. "Well best get going and remember don't tell anyone." He lifted his finger to his throat and made a slicing motion. He saw the raccoon quiver in fear. Tortimer's eyes blazed as he ran off into the protection of the trees.

"HELP!" That was the final word he heard until he was out of earshot of the crimescene…

"Tortimer?" Sara patted his shoulder. "What's wrong?" Tortimer shook himself and looked into Sara's eyes. He saw fear, sadness, and a hint of anger.

"Take care of her Mark." He raced out the door.

"Now to discuss the price." Tom returned his gaze to Sara. "It's… well actually I assume that Shelly will be paying for your renovations so would you care for a basement?"

"You bet."

"Good now that will be done for tomorrow. It just occurred to me that I never told you about the Happy Room Academy did I?"

"I'm not interested."

"HOW DARE YOU, YOU UNGRATEFUL WENCH!"

"Hey Tom chill!" Mark stood in front of Sara so she was away from the angry raccoon.

"Sorry just get out of here…NOW!" He watched them leave. "Good now I can get some work done."

Grapes Rule: Ok everyone I should be updating more now. Thank you to my one faithful reviewer. You know who you are and hopefully my writing will improve so I can give you better entertainment.

Sara: You don't owe these people anything.

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Sara: Really?

Grapes Rule: Yeah to do my best to develop my skills as a writer so I can have followers. You don't want me to let my followers down do you…

Sara: Hrmmm….

Grapes Rule: Not what I was expecting but oh well so long everyone and keep reviewing!