I Have Started With You
Disclaimer: If I owned Animal Crossing, this would be a book, not a fanfiction. A bad book, probably. And Animal Crossing would be the worst video game in history. :P
I don't know how long this will go on, tho. Oh well...
It was all.... blurry.
Then, she realized! She saw the light, it was her time... Go into the light! Into the...
Wait a sec, that was a florescent light bulb. So who was that beautiful angel looking down at her? Oh... Whoops. That was him, that er... pigeon. She once read in a book that pigeons were considered vermin, dirty creatures that stole food and got tangled up in people's hair. How could she ever think he was an angel, that flying rat? She then decided she should speak up, before he ran to tell Blathers she clumsily fell down those stupid stairs.
"Thanks for helping me up." she mumbled sarcastically, too quiet for him to hear. She tried to get back on her talons, but as her wings touched the floor she screeched in pain. ~Oh great, the least I need is the pigeon feeling sorry for me.~
Unfortunately, that was exactly what "the pigeon" did. He was about to hop over the barrier and come towards her when she fluttered back up on her own. The pigeon smiled coyly, as the owl looked at him with big eyes. She was obviously quite panicked. After an awkward silence, she finally found her toungue and yelled,
"I'm fine! REALLY! THANK YOU!" And the now brighter-shaded owl fluttered awkwardly up the stairs, hiding her pain. She continued to look behind her shoulder to make sure he wasn't following, which was why she bumped right into Sarah as she reached the top.
"Well?! Did you get some coffee?!" she demanded.
"I told you to stay in the observatory! What if someone got in there?!" Celeste yelled.
"Nobody came through the doors, I watched! You don't trust me?!" They forgot to keep her voice down as they argued back and forth. However, they abruptly stopped when they heard the all too familiar sound...
"ZZZZZAAAAWK!" Both girls turned there heads slowly. ~Ohhh no...~ .
"Oh!" he said. "Wot! Dreadful sorry, I... Hmm... Oh! Wot! Celeste! Sarah! What are you doing standing so close to the stairs like that? That, wot, proves quite a dangerous ha..."
"SORRY! WE.. uh... Left the... er... stove on! Be right... back!" Sarah interrupted. They dashed up the stairs as Celeste whispered angrily, "I don't have a stove upstairs, all I've got is that telescope and...!" Sarah screamed.
"Umm... Celeste? No... you don't!" Sarah had reached the top. Celeste was quick to catch up, and when she did, she gasped. Where their beloved telescope once stood lay a note in its place. A mysterious note.
Don't be fooled by patterns, little red owl.
Smirking fowl bird, hiding its past, has nothing but his life to take.
Con-master will be conned, a sneaky orange fox.
Racoon, fat and brown, I am the better bandit.
Artsy, smart brown owl, be finally outsmarted.
Blue and brown hedgehogs, too kind to resist.
Bulldog so drowsy, I take advantage of you.
I have started with you, little red owl.
After putting the note back down, Sarah looked back at Celeste.
"Ohhhhhhh man."