Post by mie on Jun 4, 2006 11:43:40 GMT -5
"Aaah..." Citrus sighed. "What a nice spring day...and living on Melon Island..." She was sitting on a cheap plastic retainer chair, with a small white table next to her. Grabbing a glass of coconut juice, Citrus drank, daydreaming. She had forest green eyes, and hot pink hair a little past her shoulders, being caressed by the soft tropical wind.
Driftwood came out from his hut, amphibious skin glistening. "What a nice day! Oy, Kapp'n! And Gulliver!" He waved his frog arm.
Kapp'n tied his rowboat to the dock. "Aye! We came to get supplies. We're goin' ta the village Fruitn."
Gulliver staggered, and jumped to the island's warm sand. "Gyah! C'mon then, landlubbers, help me get some coconuts and vittles!"
Citrus looked up at the two travelers, thingying a brow. "I'm not gonna do anything. I just sat down!"
Gulliver tutted and rolled his eyes. "Humans..."
Kapp'n shrugged. "Well, lass, 'ave ye ever been away from this island?"
Citrus merely glanced up at the turtle. "....No." Then sipped at her juice.
"It's THAT way, you - no, no, turn aroARGHHHH!" Gulliver and Driftwood were clamoring to get all their supplies into the rowboat without tipping over.
The old rowboat owner grinned. "Would ye like to ride with us to the village? Tis a sight ye'll ne'er ferget."
"Will it be more fun than lounging around on Melon Island?" Citrus asked. The old turtle got her interest.
"Indeed 'twill, little missy. Now scurry along an' pack yer things. We're leavin' in a few." Kapp'n chuckled, and limped back to the dock, where Gulliver was waiting.
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Leaping out of her hut, Citrus viewed the landscape she was about to leave. The little island she had lived on since she was a little girl. The breeze carried a dry coolness with it, whistling through the coconut frands. True, she was going to miss this place. But who said she wouldn't be able to get back? It was about time that she had a vacation anyway.
Sprinting into the boat, it lurched left and twisted right in a matter of nanoseconds. Gulliver and Kapp'n glared at the fifteen year old human girl.
Driftwood waved tearily. "Come back after you're done with that village, Citrus!"
Citrus waved, sweatdropping. "So...what do ye think of the Murango Ocean, lass?" Kapp'n's monotone voice broke through her movements.
Citrus leered from the rowboat, mouth gaping open slightly from the amazing view. The sea sparkled from the sun, making the water look iridescent and mystical. Melon Island was now a blot on the horizon, but amazingly, Citrus could see a big white flag that was hoisted onto the pole not long ago.
'COME BACK SOON' was what the pattern read. "Jeez, Drifty needs to find a hobby...I'm not going to be gone that long..." Citrus muttered.
Kapp'n shifted uncomfortably. "How 'bout a song then?"
Gulliver looked seasick. "Please don't...urgh..."
"Ach, ye'll be fine. An' ye call yerself a sailor." The boatsman grumbled.
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Pulling up to the dock, Kapp'n tied the boat. The tide's ebb was crashing against the beach. "Looks like a storm's brewin'. Best be careful, mate." He shouted to Gulliver, lying on his belly asleep.
"I have some business to do, so why don't ye explore some, missy?" And the turtle limped off, shrouded by lush green trees.
"Amazing..." Citrus whispered, walked into the burst of green. The vegetation around the beach was incredible healthy, and there were even some orchards of flowers.
"OW!" A different human girl squealed, after bumping into Citrus.
Citrus frowned. "You should watch where you're going, lady."
The girl stood, dusting herself off. She had long brown hair, but had tinted blue eyes with some hazel.
"Tch. You islanders are all alike!" The girl glanced around her to see if any villager heard her comment. But just in case..."Ahem well. Sorry. I'm Mie. Welcome to the village of Fruitn...er, right now you've only seen the beach forest, but wait until you get into the main part of this place!" Mie glowed with pride.
Citrus leered. "Why would I go with you, when you just dissed islanders?"
Taken aback, Mie stuttered. "Um...well...I was in a rush." She finished lamely.
The local islander gave a short sigh, and kicked at the fallen autumn leaves that clashed with the spring green. "I suppose I can follow you around...but you offered, alright?" She brought up a fist to emphasize her point.
Mie chuckled. "Yeah, alright. Come on, we need to go to Lobo's house first."
"Lobo?" Citrus asked, trying desperately not to trip over uproots of the trees, but often getting thwapped by low branches. "Who's he - ouch!"
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, so who's Lobo?" Citrus' voice wavered on irritation and eagerness to get her question answered.
"He's a great friend of mine. We're a...couple." Mie smiled to herself blissfully, remembering what had happened about four months ago. She nimbly stepped over a particularily large bush, not getting a scratch. Unfortunately, that couldn't go past Citrus.
"Oof - how come you're not tripping and getting scratches?" Citrus didn't want to sound rude, but she just couldn't help complaining.
"Oh come on. I'm about as old as you! You hould have enough common sense to know that I've lived here for a while." A medium sized house loomed up onto the cliff horizon. "Ha! We're almost there!" And with that, Mie picked up speed, racing towards the building.
"Wait - ow - up!" Citrus whined, trying to keep pace with her guide. Panting, she finally caught up, and was greeted with the sight of a blue wolf warmly embracing a human. Her guide. Mie. Initial shock was all that she felt at the moment. But that moment passed. "What are you doing...hugging a wolf?"
Mie glanced at Citrus who wore a face of disbelief. "This is Lobo. My er...boyfriend."
Lobo chuckled. "Welcome to Fruitn...ah..."
"Oh, uh, Citrus. It's Citrus." She shook the extended paw. 'How could a wolf and human have a relationship like that? How could anyone have a relationship like that?' She thought. It wasn't that bad, really...it was just that first seeing it happen in her life, Citrus was somewhat grossed out. She couldn't imagine being romantically involved with a certain red and black spotted frog named Driftwood.
"We're off to Cookie's house!" Mie shouted, startling the islander.
Citrus groaned. "Who's SHE?"
"A pink dog." Lobo coolly said.
The Native looked up, dazed by his attitude. Maybe Lobo wasn't so bad after all...She blushed. 'Oh no!' Citrus thought to herself, as the group walked to the left, towards a yellow roofed house. 'I can't think he's cute! Ew! Plus, that's Mie's boyfriend!'
Mie knocked on Cookie's door, and it opened, showing a pink spotted dog. "Oh! Mie, Lobo! Come in, I'm just...," Cookie glanced at the scathed girl from Melon Island. "Who's this?"
"I'm Citrus." She was getting agitated at having to introduce herself so many times.
"Hello Citrus. Glad to see you've moved to Fruitn!" Cookie sang.
Citrus climbed into the house, sweatdropping, "I didn't move here. I'm only on a visit!"
"Shame," Mie smirked, eating some of Cooki's mint chocolate ice cream.
Citrus sneered. "Yeah...shame for you. I'm only here with you guys until Kapp'n's done with what he has to do. Then I'm going to go back to the harbor, and leave for Melon Island."
Lobo, Mie, and Cookie glanced at each other. "Uhm...Kapp'n won't be coming back for a while." Cookie finally murmured.
Citrus felt her eyes bugging out. "WHAT? Why? He can't just abandon me on this...this..."
"Village chunk of paradise?" Lobo said helpfully.
"NO!! This...mass of landlubber!!" Citrus shouted, eyes glistening with tears.
Mie got up from her seat, and gave a hug. "Aw, come on, it won't be that bad. He'll only be gone for a week or two."
Citrus tore away from Mie's hug. "TWO WEEKS?!" She shrieked.
Lobo said with a calming voice, "Relax, Citrus. I bet Mie will let you stay with her all the while."
Mie glared at Lobo for offering her own home. "Thanks so much...really..." Citrus whimpered.
"I guess we need to go to my house then, so you get used to it." Mie muttered, leaving Lobo and Cookie inside.
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(At Mie's House)
"After I paid the rent, my house was renovated." Mie laid down on her lovely bed.
"It's as big as my hut back on Melon Island..." Citrus fingered a holly bonsai.
"I know it's not exactly a mansion, but...it's better than the shack I started with." Mie's eyelids began to droop lazily.
Citrus looked up, and saw that Mie fell asleep. She shrugged, and went back to reading through a journal she found.
'O/XO/OXOX
Today, Lobo and I went on a wonderful date near the stream. We were silently eating a picnic lunch he had brought, when Spork came up near the stream, but didn't see us. He picked his nose, then wiped it on an orange tree! I tried to hold in my giggle, but I broke out into a laugh. Spork was startled, but still didn't see Lobo and I. He turned and ran, screaming 'GHOOOOST!!!'
"Must've been a little while ago..." Citrus flicked through the pages, but couldn't find anything of interest.
She sat on an orange chair, idly staring out the window. Kapp'n was right of course - but Fruitn would never be more beautiful than Melon Island.
A bird knocked on the wooden door. "Hello??? Mie, are you in there?"
Citrus opened the door quickly. "Who're you?" She asked.
"Hm, an islander moved here, chuuurp? Um, I'm Anchovy."
She thingyed an eyebrow. 'How does everyone know I'm an islander?'
"Well she's inside. Come in."
Anchovy meekly walked inside, viewing the room. He glanced at Mie, then to Clu Clu Land NES game. "Could I play, chuuurp?"
"Ah, sure. Why not." Citrus pulled up the orange chair, as Anchovy sat in a Sleigh chair, playing the game.
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Outside in the village, the animals who were outside busy doing chores, gazed at the cloudy sky expectantly. A lightning strike bolted down the horizon, with it's partner thunder creating a ripping sound. With that, heavy droplets of rain fell harshly, as if miniature liquid bombs. The creatures either ran inside their homes, or (stupidly) put up an umbrella and continued with their day.
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Mie awoke, panting. Anchovy stared grimly at the NES screen, pushing buttons. Citrus thingyed her head to the side. "Oh. You're awake. I was thinking of going around the village, and earning some Bells,"
Mie looked at the window. The last time she looked at it, the sun was bright and warm, not a cloud in the sky. Now all she could hear and see was the pitter patter of a thunder storm.
Citrus glanced at the same direction. "So much for that plan..."
"Anchovy, what are you doing in my house?" Mie gaped at the bird playing her prized NES.
"Well, I - " He started, but was cut off by Citrus coming to his defense.
"I let him in! He wanted to talk to you, but you were sleeping..."
Sighing, Mie stood and stretched. She noticed how Anchovy momentarily paused the game and stared at her in an entranced sort of way. Blushing, she quickly resumed her normal stance. Mie knew that Anchovy liked her - always sending her letters, clothes, furniture...it never stopped. Not even when the entire village heard of her and Lobo were romantically involved.
"Ooer...um...That's okay then...," She opened the door, and was met with a face of pelting cold rain. She turned her head to Citrus. "You practically travelled the entire village with me by now...do you still want to earn a few hundred Bells?"
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"AGH," Citrus squealed, after stepping in a deep muddy puddle. "Now where's that Post Office?" She held a plastic umbrella in one hand, and a bundle of letters in the other. Gazing around, through the still heavy rain, she spotted a small building with a glowing sign 'Post Office'.
Citrus sprinted into the building, tripping over a stone. "Gyah!" She cringed, and waited for the blow from gravity. But it didn't come...Citrus glanced up, finding that Kapp'n had grabbed the neck line of her dress. "Kapp'n!! Where've you been?"
Kapp'n lifted Citrus so she stood on her own. He looked kind of pale..."Aaah, well now. I finished my business, but I'm sticking around for a little longer..."
Citrus glared at the old turtle, wearing a grimace. "Is that so? Well I want to go back to Melon Island," She noticed the letters in her fist. "After I deliver these at the Post Office." Citrus turned curtly, and walked into the building.
A strange mist began to swirl about Kapp'n, as his eyes were turning a strange red, and his scales color was turning a dingy gray. Turning his back, he limped off, slowly vanishing within the fog...
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Mie stifled a yawn, writing in her journal by her bedside.
Anchovy glanced over, playing Clu Clu. "So...what's up between you and Lobo, nowadays?"
Mie thingyed her head, then resumed writing. "Same as it's usually been. Why?"
Anchovy blushed, feeling the heat rush to his beak. "Er uh...no reason," He desperately looked for another topic. "SAY, where did you get this awesome NES game anyway?"
The fifteen year old girl continued writing, the scritching sound of ink pen against recycled paper echoed throughout the medium sized home. "Code my friend gave me...'nother village." She added hastily.
Saving the game, the TV flickered off. Looking disappointed, Anchovy stated, "Oh...I guess I've been a big bother to you, haven't I?"
Mie raised an eyebrow. "Ah well...a little," She saw the Oh-Yeah? look from Anchovy, and whispered, "Okay. A lot. Lobo thought if you kept doing...what you were doing...that he'd call the police."
'And beat you up.' Mie added silently.
Anchovy paled noticibly. "Ahem. I guess, I should er...go then. Don't want to be ah...bothering you. G'night." He stood, and left in a hurry, not bothering to close the door.
Sighing, Mie put down her journal and pen, going to the door. The rain was still pushing hard, not letting up for anything it seemed. Gazing at the sky, she was greeted with the rip and tear of lightning and its partner thunder. Closing the door, Mie sat by the window, searching outside with her eyes.
"Hurry back, Citrus," She murmured.
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Citrus stood, ringing a small tin bell on the receptionist's desk. "Hellooooo? I've got a few letters I need to deliver!"
Phyllus entered from behind a door, and tried to shut it quickly. But Citrus heard a blaring TV, and could've sworn she smelled s'mores.
"Yes, yes, what do you want?" The heavily worn make-up bird asked impatiently.
"Letters that need to be delivered," Citrus glared at the rude receptionist.
"Fine fine," Phyllus glowered, snatching the letters and putting them in a mail bag. "Anything else?"
Citrus pretended like she was considering the options to which Phyllus' temper flared. "Ah no, I don't think so. Night." She grinned, slowly walking out the door.
Phyllus grumbled, making her way into the TV room again. "Why that little...making me miss my soap...I outta..."
Squinting, her eyes, Citrus viewed her surroundings. She let out a shriek of dismay, to find that Kapp'n was nowhere to be found. "How DARE he!" She fumed, making her way to Mie's house. "I wasn't even five minutes!"
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SLAM.
Mie jumped up. She hadn't realised that she had fallen asleep. "Oh ah...hi Citrus. Did you get the letters into the Post Office?"
Citrus plumped herself on a squishy chair, still ranting. "Kapp'n just left me! When I told him, I told him that I'd be back! So I can have my ride to Melon Island!"
Raising a finger, and opening her mouth, Mie tried to jump in. "Yes but - "
"But noooo, he said he wanted to stay a few more days. Ya know what? I don't care if HE wants to stay a few more days. I miss my hut, I miss my island, and I MISS MY WEATHER." The islander pouted, wearing a big frown.
"Ahem."
"I even miss that weird frog called Driftwood!! And that says something, since he usually tries to make me do work when I'm busy lounging."
"AHEM."
"Kapp'n doesn't have a twin brother does he? If he does, it's probably an evil twin that wasn't supposed to be alive, but is, and he's seeking reveng - "
"AHEM!!!"
Citrus looked at Mie as if she were a furry thing that had crawled into her salad. "How rude. What are you trying to say?"
"First of all, I need to tell you the myth of Kapp'n. And second...I need you to meet a very important someone tomorrow."
Citrus stared at the ceiling, interest laced in her voice. "The myth of Kapp'n?"
Mie gave a short sigh, and laid down on her bed. "Yes. They say that throughout the Animal Crossing kingdom, that every single village living by a harbor, it has been known, that Kapp'n is there whenever something happens."
Citrus was much more interested now. "Whenever...what happens?"
"I can't remember word for word, but it was a scientific theory...anyway, at one time, he was a salesman for fish he had caught. He crash landed on this very village beach right by the dock. He died instantly. The entire village heard that very day...but...now this is where it gets weirder...Kapp'n appeared the next day by the dock in his boat, and that boat was in smithereens the last time anyone saw it. There he was, sitting in the rowboat, alive!"
Citrus' eyes widened at the prospect. "So...he's a...ghost, then?"
Mie shrugged. "Some say that he's a wandering soul, just finishing the life he wanted to live...sailing from village to island, from island to sea."
"Wooow...," The islander breathed. "And I spoke to him before I went to the Post Office..."
Yawning, Mie turned over under her sheets, and murmured, "Until tomorrow, then...Good night..." And dozed asleep.
Citrus tossed and turned in her bean bag chair. How did Mie expect her to sleep when just heard a ghost tale? A sigh turned into a big yawn. Citrus finally rolled over one last time, and went to Dreamland.
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"Ngah!" Citrus shouted, startled by the sudden jostle. Mie was shaking Citrus, trying to get her to wake up. "What're you trying to do? Kill me?!"
Mie sneered playfully. "Oh yes," She put on a new outfit, with a silver sparkling necklace. "Come on, we're meeting someone, remember?"
Citrus groaned. "Fine..."
"We're going to the Wishing Well to meet her."
"Yeah, I'm getting up..." Citrus mumbled.
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(At the Wishing Well)
The rain had stopped, and the clouds barely parted, but some light drizzle continued.
A human girl, around the age of thirteen, talking to Leopold, a wise looking lion.
"Rosie!" Mie waved the girl over. She turned her head, and walked to them cheerfully.
"Hey, Mie! Who's that you have with you?"
Mie poked Citrus lightly. "This is Citrus from Melon Island."
"Nice to meet you," Citrus murmured, shaking the girl's hand. "This girl is important?"
Rosie stuck out her tongue at Citrus, and skipped back to Leopold.
Mie rolled her eyes. "Yes. She's the Mayor Tortimer's neice."
"The TURTLE Tortimer?"
Nodding, Mie sat under an apple tree by the museum. "Yeah. She's his neice by adoption from his own species."
"Huh. This village has it all, doesn't it? Wolf and human relationships, turtle and human neices...let me tell you, Melon Island had it's weirdness but this - "
"Citrus Tanguine?" A stout police dog held in front of him a shiny badge.
Citrus glared at the policeman suspisciously. "Yeah, who wants to know?"
"Officer Copper, Sheriff of Fruitn. An anonymos tip told me that you are an illegal immegrant from another village, and that you came without proper identification." Saying so, Copper took Citrus' hands and handcuffed her.
"Wha? I came here from Melon Island!!" Citrus shouted with dismay. "Whoever said I came from another village is full of it!"
Copper dragged her to the Police Station. He replied gruffly, "You have the right to remain silent. Whatever you say, can and will be used against you."
Mie stared, gaping.
Citrus made a face of disbelief. "MIE. DON'T JUST STAND THERE, HELP ME!!"
Shaking herself out of her small stupor, Mie grabbed Rosie. "Rosie! You trust me right?"
Rosie eyed her curiously. "...Yes..."
"Stop Copper from taking Citrus to jail, otherwise her bail will be over-the-hill expensive! Just tell him that you saw her get off the boat with Kapp'n!"
Rosie sighed extravagantly. "Oh alright," She ran quickly, stopping the police from entering the Station. "Citrus isn't an illegal immegrant! I saw her get off a rowboat with Kapp'n."
Copper frowned. "She still could've came from another village, and bartered a passage here with Kapp'n."
Rosie vigorously shook her head. "No, I specifically asked Kapp'n myself, on Oath." She held up two fingers.
A fleet of questions rang in Copper's mind. "I suppose she can stay with a friend. But if I find any evidence that she came from a different village, she's going to be in Fruitn jail for a LONG time. G'day, miss Rosielinne." He unhooked Citrus, and shuffled into the Police Station.
Citrus rubbed at her sore wrists, looking up at Rosie and Mie. "I want to go home..."
Mie remembered what the islander had said before. "Wait, Citrus - you know when you said that some weird things had happened on Melon Island?"
Driftwood came out from his hut, amphibious skin glistening. "What a nice day! Oy, Kapp'n! And Gulliver!" He waved his frog arm.
Kapp'n tied his rowboat to the dock. "Aye! We came to get supplies. We're goin' ta the village Fruitn."
Gulliver staggered, and jumped to the island's warm sand. "Gyah! C'mon then, landlubbers, help me get some coconuts and vittles!"
Citrus looked up at the two travelers, thingying a brow. "I'm not gonna do anything. I just sat down!"
Gulliver tutted and rolled his eyes. "Humans..."
Kapp'n shrugged. "Well, lass, 'ave ye ever been away from this island?"
Citrus merely glanced up at the turtle. "....No." Then sipped at her juice.
"It's THAT way, you - no, no, turn aroARGHHHH!" Gulliver and Driftwood were clamoring to get all their supplies into the rowboat without tipping over.
The old rowboat owner grinned. "Would ye like to ride with us to the village? Tis a sight ye'll ne'er ferget."
"Will it be more fun than lounging around on Melon Island?" Citrus asked. The old turtle got her interest.
"Indeed 'twill, little missy. Now scurry along an' pack yer things. We're leavin' in a few." Kapp'n chuckled, and limped back to the dock, where Gulliver was waiting.
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Leaping out of her hut, Citrus viewed the landscape she was about to leave. The little island she had lived on since she was a little girl. The breeze carried a dry coolness with it, whistling through the coconut frands. True, she was going to miss this place. But who said she wouldn't be able to get back? It was about time that she had a vacation anyway.
Sprinting into the boat, it lurched left and twisted right in a matter of nanoseconds. Gulliver and Kapp'n glared at the fifteen year old human girl.
Driftwood waved tearily. "Come back after you're done with that village, Citrus!"
Citrus waved, sweatdropping. "So...what do ye think of the Murango Ocean, lass?" Kapp'n's monotone voice broke through her movements.
Citrus leered from the rowboat, mouth gaping open slightly from the amazing view. The sea sparkled from the sun, making the water look iridescent and mystical. Melon Island was now a blot on the horizon, but amazingly, Citrus could see a big white flag that was hoisted onto the pole not long ago.
'COME BACK SOON' was what the pattern read. "Jeez, Drifty needs to find a hobby...I'm not going to be gone that long..." Citrus muttered.
Kapp'n shifted uncomfortably. "How 'bout a song then?"
Gulliver looked seasick. "Please don't...urgh..."
"Ach, ye'll be fine. An' ye call yerself a sailor." The boatsman grumbled.
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Pulling up to the dock, Kapp'n tied the boat. The tide's ebb was crashing against the beach. "Looks like a storm's brewin'. Best be careful, mate." He shouted to Gulliver, lying on his belly asleep.
"I have some business to do, so why don't ye explore some, missy?" And the turtle limped off, shrouded by lush green trees.
"Amazing..." Citrus whispered, walked into the burst of green. The vegetation around the beach was incredible healthy, and there were even some orchards of flowers.
"OW!" A different human girl squealed, after bumping into Citrus.
Citrus frowned. "You should watch where you're going, lady."
The girl stood, dusting herself off. She had long brown hair, but had tinted blue eyes with some hazel.
"Tch. You islanders are all alike!" The girl glanced around her to see if any villager heard her comment. But just in case..."Ahem well. Sorry. I'm Mie. Welcome to the village of Fruitn...er, right now you've only seen the beach forest, but wait until you get into the main part of this place!" Mie glowed with pride.
Citrus leered. "Why would I go with you, when you just dissed islanders?"
Taken aback, Mie stuttered. "Um...well...I was in a rush." She finished lamely.
The local islander gave a short sigh, and kicked at the fallen autumn leaves that clashed with the spring green. "I suppose I can follow you around...but you offered, alright?" She brought up a fist to emphasize her point.
Mie chuckled. "Yeah, alright. Come on, we need to go to Lobo's house first."
"Lobo?" Citrus asked, trying desperately not to trip over uproots of the trees, but often getting thwapped by low branches. "Who's he - ouch!"
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, so who's Lobo?" Citrus' voice wavered on irritation and eagerness to get her question answered.
"He's a great friend of mine. We're a...couple." Mie smiled to herself blissfully, remembering what had happened about four months ago. She nimbly stepped over a particularily large bush, not getting a scratch. Unfortunately, that couldn't go past Citrus.
"Oof - how come you're not tripping and getting scratches?" Citrus didn't want to sound rude, but she just couldn't help complaining.
"Oh come on. I'm about as old as you! You hould have enough common sense to know that I've lived here for a while." A medium sized house loomed up onto the cliff horizon. "Ha! We're almost there!" And with that, Mie picked up speed, racing towards the building.
"Wait - ow - up!" Citrus whined, trying to keep pace with her guide. Panting, she finally caught up, and was greeted with the sight of a blue wolf warmly embracing a human. Her guide. Mie. Initial shock was all that she felt at the moment. But that moment passed. "What are you doing...hugging a wolf?"
Mie glanced at Citrus who wore a face of disbelief. "This is Lobo. My er...boyfriend."
Lobo chuckled. "Welcome to Fruitn...ah..."
"Oh, uh, Citrus. It's Citrus." She shook the extended paw. 'How could a wolf and human have a relationship like that? How could anyone have a relationship like that?' She thought. It wasn't that bad, really...it was just that first seeing it happen in her life, Citrus was somewhat grossed out. She couldn't imagine being romantically involved with a certain red and black spotted frog named Driftwood.
"We're off to Cookie's house!" Mie shouted, startling the islander.
Citrus groaned. "Who's SHE?"
"A pink dog." Lobo coolly said.
The Native looked up, dazed by his attitude. Maybe Lobo wasn't so bad after all...She blushed. 'Oh no!' Citrus thought to herself, as the group walked to the left, towards a yellow roofed house. 'I can't think he's cute! Ew! Plus, that's Mie's boyfriend!'
Mie knocked on Cookie's door, and it opened, showing a pink spotted dog. "Oh! Mie, Lobo! Come in, I'm just...," Cookie glanced at the scathed girl from Melon Island. "Who's this?"
"I'm Citrus." She was getting agitated at having to introduce herself so many times.
"Hello Citrus. Glad to see you've moved to Fruitn!" Cookie sang.
Citrus climbed into the house, sweatdropping, "I didn't move here. I'm only on a visit!"
"Shame," Mie smirked, eating some of Cooki's mint chocolate ice cream.
Citrus sneered. "Yeah...shame for you. I'm only here with you guys until Kapp'n's done with what he has to do. Then I'm going to go back to the harbor, and leave for Melon Island."
Lobo, Mie, and Cookie glanced at each other. "Uhm...Kapp'n won't be coming back for a while." Cookie finally murmured.
Citrus felt her eyes bugging out. "WHAT? Why? He can't just abandon me on this...this..."
"Village chunk of paradise?" Lobo said helpfully.
"NO!! This...mass of landlubber!!" Citrus shouted, eyes glistening with tears.
Mie got up from her seat, and gave a hug. "Aw, come on, it won't be that bad. He'll only be gone for a week or two."
Citrus tore away from Mie's hug. "TWO WEEKS?!" She shrieked.
Lobo said with a calming voice, "Relax, Citrus. I bet Mie will let you stay with her all the while."
Mie glared at Lobo for offering her own home. "Thanks so much...really..." Citrus whimpered.
"I guess we need to go to my house then, so you get used to it." Mie muttered, leaving Lobo and Cookie inside.
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(At Mie's House)
"After I paid the rent, my house was renovated." Mie laid down on her lovely bed.
"It's as big as my hut back on Melon Island..." Citrus fingered a holly bonsai.
"I know it's not exactly a mansion, but...it's better than the shack I started with." Mie's eyelids began to droop lazily.
Citrus looked up, and saw that Mie fell asleep. She shrugged, and went back to reading through a journal she found.
'O/XO/OXOX
Today, Lobo and I went on a wonderful date near the stream. We were silently eating a picnic lunch he had brought, when Spork came up near the stream, but didn't see us. He picked his nose, then wiped it on an orange tree! I tried to hold in my giggle, but I broke out into a laugh. Spork was startled, but still didn't see Lobo and I. He turned and ran, screaming 'GHOOOOST!!!'
"Must've been a little while ago..." Citrus flicked through the pages, but couldn't find anything of interest.
She sat on an orange chair, idly staring out the window. Kapp'n was right of course - but Fruitn would never be more beautiful than Melon Island.
A bird knocked on the wooden door. "Hello??? Mie, are you in there?"
Citrus opened the door quickly. "Who're you?" She asked.
"Hm, an islander moved here, chuuurp? Um, I'm Anchovy."
She thingyed an eyebrow. 'How does everyone know I'm an islander?'
"Well she's inside. Come in."
Anchovy meekly walked inside, viewing the room. He glanced at Mie, then to Clu Clu Land NES game. "Could I play, chuuurp?"
"Ah, sure. Why not." Citrus pulled up the orange chair, as Anchovy sat in a Sleigh chair, playing the game.
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Outside in the village, the animals who were outside busy doing chores, gazed at the cloudy sky expectantly. A lightning strike bolted down the horizon, with it's partner thunder creating a ripping sound. With that, heavy droplets of rain fell harshly, as if miniature liquid bombs. The creatures either ran inside their homes, or (stupidly) put up an umbrella and continued with their day.
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Mie awoke, panting. Anchovy stared grimly at the NES screen, pushing buttons. Citrus thingyed her head to the side. "Oh. You're awake. I was thinking of going around the village, and earning some Bells,"
Mie looked at the window. The last time she looked at it, the sun was bright and warm, not a cloud in the sky. Now all she could hear and see was the pitter patter of a thunder storm.
Citrus glanced at the same direction. "So much for that plan..."
"Anchovy, what are you doing in my house?" Mie gaped at the bird playing her prized NES.
"Well, I - " He started, but was cut off by Citrus coming to his defense.
"I let him in! He wanted to talk to you, but you were sleeping..."
Sighing, Mie stood and stretched. She noticed how Anchovy momentarily paused the game and stared at her in an entranced sort of way. Blushing, she quickly resumed her normal stance. Mie knew that Anchovy liked her - always sending her letters, clothes, furniture...it never stopped. Not even when the entire village heard of her and Lobo were romantically involved.
"Ooer...um...That's okay then...," She opened the door, and was met with a face of pelting cold rain. She turned her head to Citrus. "You practically travelled the entire village with me by now...do you still want to earn a few hundred Bells?"
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"AGH," Citrus squealed, after stepping in a deep muddy puddle. "Now where's that Post Office?" She held a plastic umbrella in one hand, and a bundle of letters in the other. Gazing around, through the still heavy rain, she spotted a small building with a glowing sign 'Post Office'.
Citrus sprinted into the building, tripping over a stone. "Gyah!" She cringed, and waited for the blow from gravity. But it didn't come...Citrus glanced up, finding that Kapp'n had grabbed the neck line of her dress. "Kapp'n!! Where've you been?"
Kapp'n lifted Citrus so she stood on her own. He looked kind of pale..."Aaah, well now. I finished my business, but I'm sticking around for a little longer..."
Citrus glared at the old turtle, wearing a grimace. "Is that so? Well I want to go back to Melon Island," She noticed the letters in her fist. "After I deliver these at the Post Office." Citrus turned curtly, and walked into the building.
A strange mist began to swirl about Kapp'n, as his eyes were turning a strange red, and his scales color was turning a dingy gray. Turning his back, he limped off, slowly vanishing within the fog...
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Mie stifled a yawn, writing in her journal by her bedside.
Anchovy glanced over, playing Clu Clu. "So...what's up between you and Lobo, nowadays?"
Mie thingyed her head, then resumed writing. "Same as it's usually been. Why?"
Anchovy blushed, feeling the heat rush to his beak. "Er uh...no reason," He desperately looked for another topic. "SAY, where did you get this awesome NES game anyway?"
The fifteen year old girl continued writing, the scritching sound of ink pen against recycled paper echoed throughout the medium sized home. "Code my friend gave me...'nother village." She added hastily.
Saving the game, the TV flickered off. Looking disappointed, Anchovy stated, "Oh...I guess I've been a big bother to you, haven't I?"
Mie raised an eyebrow. "Ah well...a little," She saw the Oh-Yeah? look from Anchovy, and whispered, "Okay. A lot. Lobo thought if you kept doing...what you were doing...that he'd call the police."
'And beat you up.' Mie added silently.
Anchovy paled noticibly. "Ahem. I guess, I should er...go then. Don't want to be ah...bothering you. G'night." He stood, and left in a hurry, not bothering to close the door.
Sighing, Mie put down her journal and pen, going to the door. The rain was still pushing hard, not letting up for anything it seemed. Gazing at the sky, she was greeted with the rip and tear of lightning and its partner thunder. Closing the door, Mie sat by the window, searching outside with her eyes.
"Hurry back, Citrus," She murmured.
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Citrus stood, ringing a small tin bell on the receptionist's desk. "Hellooooo? I've got a few letters I need to deliver!"
Phyllus entered from behind a door, and tried to shut it quickly. But Citrus heard a blaring TV, and could've sworn she smelled s'mores.
"Yes, yes, what do you want?" The heavily worn make-up bird asked impatiently.
"Letters that need to be delivered," Citrus glared at the rude receptionist.
"Fine fine," Phyllus glowered, snatching the letters and putting them in a mail bag. "Anything else?"
Citrus pretended like she was considering the options to which Phyllus' temper flared. "Ah no, I don't think so. Night." She grinned, slowly walking out the door.
Phyllus grumbled, making her way into the TV room again. "Why that little...making me miss my soap...I outta..."
Squinting, her eyes, Citrus viewed her surroundings. She let out a shriek of dismay, to find that Kapp'n was nowhere to be found. "How DARE he!" She fumed, making her way to Mie's house. "I wasn't even five minutes!"
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SLAM.
Mie jumped up. She hadn't realised that she had fallen asleep. "Oh ah...hi Citrus. Did you get the letters into the Post Office?"
Citrus plumped herself on a squishy chair, still ranting. "Kapp'n just left me! When I told him, I told him that I'd be back! So I can have my ride to Melon Island!"
Raising a finger, and opening her mouth, Mie tried to jump in. "Yes but - "
"But noooo, he said he wanted to stay a few more days. Ya know what? I don't care if HE wants to stay a few more days. I miss my hut, I miss my island, and I MISS MY WEATHER." The islander pouted, wearing a big frown.
"Ahem."
"I even miss that weird frog called Driftwood!! And that says something, since he usually tries to make me do work when I'm busy lounging."
"AHEM."
"Kapp'n doesn't have a twin brother does he? If he does, it's probably an evil twin that wasn't supposed to be alive, but is, and he's seeking reveng - "
"AHEM!!!"
Citrus looked at Mie as if she were a furry thing that had crawled into her salad. "How rude. What are you trying to say?"
"First of all, I need to tell you the myth of Kapp'n. And second...I need you to meet a very important someone tomorrow."
Citrus stared at the ceiling, interest laced in her voice. "The myth of Kapp'n?"
Mie gave a short sigh, and laid down on her bed. "Yes. They say that throughout the Animal Crossing kingdom, that every single village living by a harbor, it has been known, that Kapp'n is there whenever something happens."
Citrus was much more interested now. "Whenever...what happens?"
"I can't remember word for word, but it was a scientific theory...anyway, at one time, he was a salesman for fish he had caught. He crash landed on this very village beach right by the dock. He died instantly. The entire village heard that very day...but...now this is where it gets weirder...Kapp'n appeared the next day by the dock in his boat, and that boat was in smithereens the last time anyone saw it. There he was, sitting in the rowboat, alive!"
Citrus' eyes widened at the prospect. "So...he's a...ghost, then?"
Mie shrugged. "Some say that he's a wandering soul, just finishing the life he wanted to live...sailing from village to island, from island to sea."
"Wooow...," The islander breathed. "And I spoke to him before I went to the Post Office..."
Yawning, Mie turned over under her sheets, and murmured, "Until tomorrow, then...Good night..." And dozed asleep.
Citrus tossed and turned in her bean bag chair. How did Mie expect her to sleep when just heard a ghost tale? A sigh turned into a big yawn. Citrus finally rolled over one last time, and went to Dreamland.
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"Ngah!" Citrus shouted, startled by the sudden jostle. Mie was shaking Citrus, trying to get her to wake up. "What're you trying to do? Kill me?!"
Mie sneered playfully. "Oh yes," She put on a new outfit, with a silver sparkling necklace. "Come on, we're meeting someone, remember?"
Citrus groaned. "Fine..."
"We're going to the Wishing Well to meet her."
"Yeah, I'm getting up..." Citrus mumbled.
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(At the Wishing Well)
The rain had stopped, and the clouds barely parted, but some light drizzle continued.
A human girl, around the age of thirteen, talking to Leopold, a wise looking lion.
"Rosie!" Mie waved the girl over. She turned her head, and walked to them cheerfully.
"Hey, Mie! Who's that you have with you?"
Mie poked Citrus lightly. "This is Citrus from Melon Island."
"Nice to meet you," Citrus murmured, shaking the girl's hand. "This girl is important?"
Rosie stuck out her tongue at Citrus, and skipped back to Leopold.
Mie rolled her eyes. "Yes. She's the Mayor Tortimer's neice."
"The TURTLE Tortimer?"
Nodding, Mie sat under an apple tree by the museum. "Yeah. She's his neice by adoption from his own species."
"Huh. This village has it all, doesn't it? Wolf and human relationships, turtle and human neices...let me tell you, Melon Island had it's weirdness but this - "
"Citrus Tanguine?" A stout police dog held in front of him a shiny badge.
Citrus glared at the policeman suspisciously. "Yeah, who wants to know?"
"Officer Copper, Sheriff of Fruitn. An anonymos tip told me that you are an illegal immegrant from another village, and that you came without proper identification." Saying so, Copper took Citrus' hands and handcuffed her.
"Wha? I came here from Melon Island!!" Citrus shouted with dismay. "Whoever said I came from another village is full of it!"
Copper dragged her to the Police Station. He replied gruffly, "You have the right to remain silent. Whatever you say, can and will be used against you."
Mie stared, gaping.
Citrus made a face of disbelief. "MIE. DON'T JUST STAND THERE, HELP ME!!"
Shaking herself out of her small stupor, Mie grabbed Rosie. "Rosie! You trust me right?"
Rosie eyed her curiously. "...Yes..."
"Stop Copper from taking Citrus to jail, otherwise her bail will be over-the-hill expensive! Just tell him that you saw her get off the boat with Kapp'n!"
Rosie sighed extravagantly. "Oh alright," She ran quickly, stopping the police from entering the Station. "Citrus isn't an illegal immegrant! I saw her get off a rowboat with Kapp'n."
Copper frowned. "She still could've came from another village, and bartered a passage here with Kapp'n."
Rosie vigorously shook her head. "No, I specifically asked Kapp'n myself, on Oath." She held up two fingers.
A fleet of questions rang in Copper's mind. "I suppose she can stay with a friend. But if I find any evidence that she came from a different village, she's going to be in Fruitn jail for a LONG time. G'day, miss Rosielinne." He unhooked Citrus, and shuffled into the Police Station.
Citrus rubbed at her sore wrists, looking up at Rosie and Mie. "I want to go home..."
Mie remembered what the islander had said before. "Wait, Citrus - you know when you said that some weird things had happened on Melon Island?"