Wringing the map in her hands, Marchen anxiously bit her lip as she stared up at the old majestic building before her. She felt so unworthy of even touching the beautiful knob of the front door.
Timidly, she stood in front of Town Hall, unsure if she should merely brave it out or wait a bit longer.
Rover had mentioned something about the folks in town hall being there to help when help was needed but...
Deciding there was no point in merely staring at the ornate designs embedded within the metal, she took a deep breath, reached for the knob, and...
"Excuse me," a gruff voice huffed. Startled, Marchen pulled back away from the door, holding her hand as if she'd been scorched, staring at the voice's owner with wide eyes.
Likewise, the other seemed rather surprised about what he saw.
There, clad in a black dress with a purple ribbon tie and donning a witch's hat, stood Jason. He nearly leapt back in fear at the sight of the white hockey mask with sapphire eyes slightly bulging out from behind.
Was this it? Was this punishment for ruining Midge's Friday the 13th?
The fact that this being was obviously female failed to register within Elvis's mind. I mean, seriously! Look at those blue eyes! There's no time to think that this tiny girl twiddling her fingers could ever be plotting anything but-
Wait...
Blue? Girl? Twiddle?
Taking a closer look at this person, he slowly began to realize that there was no way such a timid creature could ever be that psycho.
And anyway, the design of the mask was different. The holes under the eyes were slightly off center, making it look as if she were crying.
He felt a wave of relief crash through him as his fears ebbed away.
...Although it would make him feel better if she'd stop eyeing him as if he was going to eat her. Seriously. He shopped for his meat like everybody else.
Sighing heavily, he looked her in the eye (making her flinch back even more) and asked politely, "May I go in?"
It took a little before that look dissolved into mild confusion, but when it did, Elvis felt a headache forming.
All he wanted to do was send some letters! Was that so bad?
"You were going in," he explained irately. "May I go through first?"
A second passed before the girl nodded vigorously, moving to open the door for him.
He caught her wrist in his paw before she could even touch the surface, then proceeded opened the door for her.
She looked up at him in surprise, her eyes widening again. He merely huffed.
"Gentleman's job," he said. He ushered her inside then went up to the mail counter where Pelly was already starting to place herself.
On the other hand, Marchen's eyes were trained on the lion in completely and utter confusion.
What... just happened?
She was going to take a leap of faith when she saw the artwork when she ran into a lion who seemed scared of her and just wanted in to the Hall and then she was inside and huh?
As she sorted it out in her head, the lion approached her. She moved out of its way, looking down at the ground to avoid eye contact.
Elvis smirked slightly.
"Don't get eaten in this town," he said as he walked out the door, knowing without even seeing the alarmed look on her face as the door shut behind him.
Wait?
Eaten?
She was going to get eaten?
"Well, I don't think there's anyone with a heart that could touch you," a sweet voice rang from behind her. She turned around and a cute pelican in a dress smiled cheerfully at her. She beckoned for the other girl to get closer. Marchen stood where she was warily, beforemoving slowly to the counter. "You're the new girl that just moved her, right?" she asked warmly.
The oddly dressed girl nodded.
"I see!" she smiled, clapping her wings together. "Welcome to Eichel! My name's Pelly, and I work here at Town Hall. Well! No need to dillydally! Shall we take a look at where you'll be living?"
She dug around some drawers before pulling up a map of the town and a marker. "All available houses in Eichel are the same size and price. We currently have four vacant houses left!" She then went on to circle four locations on the map. Two were close to other houses and each other, and looked perfect for socializing, while a single house by the beach looked perfect for showing off.
But what Marchen wanted was not a life that others could envy, and even though she did yearn a social life, she needed to take baby steps.
A single house, isolated on the lesser half of the town, on the same side of the river as the Hall and only two other houses, away from the Museum, Shop, and Tailor, tucked neatly into the crook of a cliff right next to a mini waterfall was the one that the girl felt was to be hers.
Even though she'd yet to see it in person, Marchen felt as if this house was made just for her.
Pelly apparently caught the twinkle in her eye, because she smiled softly and said, "Let me just get the paperwork started for you, okay? In the meantime, why don't you follow your map and go check out a place that you like?"
The girl nodded then bowed in thanks, then headed out the door.
[Timeline] Same day as last chapter
[Actual game play] Friday, August 26th, 2011
Explanations:
[Explanations] An extra section where I tell you what translated from my game and other random bits of info not really necessary to enjoy this story~
[Marchen's weird outfit] I saw the witch's outfit at GracieGrace and decided to get it~ I got it on my first day and haven't taken it off yet, so it's as if I were wearing it from the beginning. Besides, living on your own like she is, would she really spend 12K bells on clothes when her mortgage is only a bit more than that? She has to be smart about her money... As for the hockey mask, same explanation as the witch's clothes, though the reason I don't take it off is different.
[Neighbors] Obviously, going to be based on my actual neighbors. (Elvis [lion] and Midge [bird] do get along surprisingly well.) Same goes for the layout of this neighborhood
[Blue eyes] I don't know what color Jason's eyes are really, but my friend says black, so I'm guessing that his eyes aren't blue.
[Why blue?] http:/ accf . wikispaces . com / Face + Guides
I got the AAA face for girls.