Disclaimer: I don't own Animal Crossing.
This is Boo Town: Welcome
KoolAid is my character. In the game he would be the one with green eyes who looks straight. Because this is a story his eyes are brown but does it matter? He lives in the green colored house, which would be then bottom right one.
Dear secret book that I tell my day to,
Hi. I'm KoolAid. This is my first entry ever although I have lived here for a while. So I'll tell you what has happen and how I first came to Boo Town. Um, oh yeah. I'm 22 if you wanted to know. Ok so let's start. Ok I'm starting and yeah, here we go. Whoo pee. That was lame. Can't erase. It's in pen. Uh (pause) ok, I got it. I think. Nope. Just lost it. Let's see. Uh (another pause) this may take a while.
FLASHBACK
I'm sitting down watching some TV in my bedroom at home. I still lived with my parents. I was playing video games when there was a knock at the door.
KoolAid: Yeah?!
Mom: Can I come in, honey?!
KoolAid: Ok.
She opens the door and steps on something slipping and landings on her butt.
Mom: Ugh! What is all this stuff on the floor?!!
I had lots of junk on the floor. I don't think they were all mine to begin with.
KoolAid: Uhhh
Mom: Eww!!! What's this?!!
Still on her butt she lifts her hand with some weird looking goop on it.
KoolAid: Oops.
Mom: HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO CLEAN YOUR ROOM??!!!!!!!!
KoolAid: Oops again.
Mom: KOOLAID FRUITY PUNCH JR.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
KoolAid: Aw. Come on mom. I'm 22.
Mom: Yes. I know. That's why your father and I need to talk to you.
Uh oh. I thought.
LATER LIVING ROOM
I'm sitting there and my parents walk in with a slightly less than happy look on their face
KoolAid: Am I in trouble?
Dad: It's amazing how you still act so much like a child, KoolAid.
KoolAid: Is that a yes?
Dad: No.
KoolAid: If it has any thing to do with the underwear incident, I said I'd pay for it.
Dad: That's not it.
KoolAid: Ok. If it's the garage door acting up again it wasn't me.
Dad: That's not it.
KoolAid: The dishwasher?
Dad aggravated: NO!! (Calms down some) That's not the topic at discussion at hand. Son...
Oh crap. He said son.
Dad: You need to move out.
DUN DUN DUN
That was also lame. Saying something is lame is even lamer. Lame.
KoolAid: WHAT?!! But, but, but.
Dad: Yes!! Your butt out the door!!
KoolAid: What if I don't wanna go?
LATER
The front door opens and out flies well me.
KoolAid: Uff!
Behind me the door slams shut.
KoolAid: What if I starve to death?!! What if I die?!! What if? What if?!!
Door opens.
Dad: You have more than enough money now go!!
Throws train ticket at KoolAid
Dad: Take a trip.
I pick up the ticket and look at it.
KoolAid: Couldn't you at least have bought a subway ticket? Trains stink.
Dad slams the door shut again and I throw the ticket away in frustration.
KoolAid: FINE!! Leave me out here! I don't want any stupid train ticket!! You could just take it back and shove it up your------!!!!!
Door flings open immediately
Dad: WHAT DID YOU SAY???!!!!
KoolAid: AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!! (KoolAid grabs the ticket and runs for dear life) AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
TRAIN
KoolAid: Great! Low class. (Groans and looks out window)
???: HI!!
KoolAid: Huh?
???: Could I sit here?
KoolAid: No.
???: Great! Thanks. I don't meet many mean people now a day.
I was stuck sitting next to some blue cat freak weirdo.
???: By the way my name is Rover.
KoolAid: That sounds like a dog's name.
Rover: Huh?
KoolAid: Go fetch the stick.
Rover: What stick?
KoolAid: Whatever.
Rover: If I fall to sleep could you pet me while I cuddle up in a ball and purr?
KoolAid: WHAT!?
Rover: ...I mean, Hi again. What's your name?
KoolAid: None of your business. Go away!!
Rover: Let me guess... uh, its KoolAid.
KoolAid: What?
Rover: Aha! See? I knew it.
KoolAid: Lucky guess.
Rover: No. You look like him.
KoolAid: WHAT?!!
Rover: Only joshing. (Mutters) I read it off your shirt but I wasn't sure how to pronounce it. Well, hey! That's a great name. (Mumbles again) Weird though.
KoolAid: I think its cool no matter how weird you think it is.
Rover: GASP. How'd you hear that?
KoolAid: I'm special. Now go away!!
Rover: I think it's an ok name... for a girl.
KoolAid: You want to die?!
Rover: Only joking. So, hey, where are you heading to?
KoolAid: Don't know don't care.
Rover: Ha ha ha! Your pulling my fur, right?
KoolAid: Nope.
Rover: You can't be serious? (I nod) Well then I've got to make a phone call.
KoolAid: Knock your self out.
Rover: Huh?
KoolAid: Go on ahead.
Rover gets up and walks toward the end of the train
KoolAid: Dumb cat. I wonder if I could jump out the window.
The cat comes back and stands there watching as I try to squeeze my head through the window.
Rover: What are you doing?
KoolAid: AW! Crud! Caught.
He sits back down.
Rover: I got you a house.
KoolAid: What?!
Rover: Yeah, dirt cheap.
It probably is dirt then.
Rover: And he's the owner of a store there.
KoolAid: Who?
Rover: Tom. He's a great friend of mine.
KoolAid: Is he another cat?
Rover: No. Don't be silly. He's a raccoon.
KoolAid: You mean one of those thieve eyed looking rodents?
Rover: You're here!!
KoolAid: Where?
Rover: Boo Town.
KoolAid: Wait. What?
The train comes to a stop and KoolAid is shoved out.
KoolAid: Hey!!
Rover waves goodbye while having his head stick out the window
Rover: Bye!!
Tries to get his head back in the train.
Rover: Oh no!! I'm stuck!!!
KoolAid: Idiot.
Porter: Welcome to Boo Town.
KoolAid: Yeah. Whatever. (turns around and heads to the stairs)
BOOTOWN!!!!
Walks down stairs and touches gravel
KoolAid: Hey!! Why cant I move?!!
Nook runs up.
Nook: Hi. You must be KoolAid.
KoolAid: No.
Nook: Ha! Funny! You've got some sense of humor. Well look out cuz so do I.
Everyone was likely to know my name by just reading it off my shirt that my mom made for me. Which has my name written all over it.
Nook: Ok. Follow me.
KoolAid: Why?
Nook walks on.
KoolAid: Mmrrm!! Ok. (follows behind)
HOUSES
KoolAid: Why do they call this place Boo Town?
The fat brown rat turns around slowly with an eerily creepy face.
Nook: CAUSE!!! ITS HAUNTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lightning and thunder are heard and seen.
KoolAid: SHHHHHIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! (runs away)
Nook: Hey!! Wait!! Get back here!! Ah. Later then.
BACK TO ME
I'm still running away lost in town. I could never take a bad joke.
KoolAid: AAAAAAHHHHHH!!! UFF!!
Runs into a tree.
KoolAid: Where'd that tree come from?
???: WELL, Excuuuusse me!!!
It was a dog that I had run into not a tree. Atleast I think it's a dog.
KoolAid: Huh? Who are you?
???: I'm Biskit if its any of your business, dawg.
KoolAid: ...dawg?
Biskit: Hmm. KoolAid? Well hi. Nice to meet you. I've never seen you before. You must be new, dawg.
KoolAid: Yeah, ok. I am! So there!!
Biskit: You're not very friendly. Why were you running and yelling, dawg?
KoolAid: No uh, no reason. Sometimes I feel like it.
Biskit: Running and screaming through the woods like a little girl, dawg?
KoolAid: Y, yeah. Maybe.
Biskit: Then you must be my new friend cause I like doing that too, dawg.
KoolAid: I haven't exactly moved in yet so I have to get back.
Biskit: Ok. Catch you later, dawg!!!
So on and so on. Ok. I'll tell you were my life is at right now. Then I'll go back and fill you in on the rest. Recently my brother of 19 yrs also moved to Boo Town. You'll be hearing bout him pretty soon. His name is 1stAid. For some reason he's my least favorite brother although he did finish paying off the rest of my debt. Whatever.
My days consist on selling some stuff to fat dude Nook, buying flowers, and gardening. Also my hourly visit to Twiggy and, oh... You don't know about Twiggy. I'll have to tell you then. Moving on.
OTHER FLASHBACK VALENTINES DAY / TWIGGYS HOUSE
We had been chatting for a while.
KoolAid: I've got this for you.
Hands Twiggy box O' chocolates and some home grown flowers.
Twiggy: That's very sweet of you KoolAid.
KoolAid: You wanna be my valentine?!
Might have been a bit ecstatic when I asked her that.
Twiggy: OK!!
KoolAid thinking: yes!!!
She's a yellow bird with blue cheeks and a bit angry looking. So you know. Everything was going fine till I mentally disappeared (brain fart) and did something stupid. And I could swear I did not mean to but I can't swear so you'll just have to take my word. You know how some people day dream doing something but I found out I wasn't. Egh!
WeweretalkinwhenallofasuddentherewasthisweirdfeelinandIblankedoutandthenexth ingIknewIrememberhearingaslapsoundandmyhandwasonherbutt.
There.
I snapped out of the daze and found a clenched yellow feathery fist heading toward me. Then I was out for 2 to 3 hours. I went home and ripped something off the bulletin board that said to beat the stuffing outta me if you saw me.
48 hours later / 2 days later
KoolAid thinking: I am such an idiot. (Pause) I guess there are other birds in the sky.
Next thing I knew I fell in a really deep really big pit. Boy that stunk. I landed on something soft and squishy though.
???: HEY! GET OFF ME!!
KoolAid: Huh? Oops sorr... (realizes who it is) AAAAHHHHH!!!
Twiggy: YOU!!
KoolAid: AAHHH!! Don't kill me with your beak!!! AHHH!
I searched for a way out but we were to deep so I did the next best thing. Try digging through the dirt walls.
Twiggy: QUIT IT!!! YOUR GETTING DIRT ALL OVER ME!!!
KoolAid: AHHH!!
I keep digging like the idiot I am till the dirt above me collapses and I'm covered in a mound of dirt.
KoolAid: Ok. That didn't work.
Twiggy: RRR!!!! WHERE IS EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!??????
KoolAid: They're by the wishing well doing something.
Twiggy: Great! I'm stuck down here with you!!!
KoolAid: Aw... you know you still like me.
Twiggy: HECK NO!!!!!
KoolAid: You're talking normal. You only do that when you're around me. You usually say WAZZUP!
Twiggy: ...Well I changed it.
KoolAid: To what?
Twiggy: IDIOT, idiot!
KoolAid: Well...You're YELLOW!!
Twiggy: So? What's wrong with that, idiot?
KoolAid: I hate yellow!
Twiggy: Hey look! A butterfly!
KoolAid: Where?!
As I look around she takes the advantage and kicks me.
KoolAid: Ow!
Twiggy: Idiot.
KoolAid: Why'd you kick me?! And where's the butterfly?!!
LATER
KoolAid singing: Stuck in a pit with a yellow ugly bird, stuck in a pit with a bird. Stuck in a pit with a yellow ugly bird, stuck in a pit with a bird.
POW!
KoolAid: Ow!! Quit hitting me!!
Twiggy: Then stop that!!
KoolAid: No.
Hits KoolAid again
KoolAid: Ow!! (continues to sing) Stuck in a pit with a mean yellow ugly bird, stuck in a pit with a mean bird...
POW!
KoolAid: That's painful you know!
Twiggy: We have to find a way out of here beside singing!!
KoolAid: Have you tried flying out?
Twiggy: Yes! I hurt my wing when I fell in. And you landing on me didn't make it any better!!
KoolAid: ...I need to use the bathroom.
Twiggy: Now why in the world did you tell me that?!
KoolAid: Who else am I supposed to tell?
Twiggy: Why did you tell me in the first place?!
KoolAid: Cause I need to use the bathroom.
Twiggy: Well I'm not stopping you!!
KoolAid: No way!! You are!! You're here!!
Twiggy: Then pretend I'm not and leave me alone.
KoolAid: But I need to go!
Twiggy: So? I can't do anything about that!!
KoolAid: You're talking normal again. You have been for a while.
Twiggy: So there then! I'm NORMAL!!
KoolAid: I never met a normal animal. Well any talking animal isn't normal, but still. Ok, once. I had a little yellow pet bird. But I strangled it to death and I never got another pet bird ever again.
Twiggy: GASP! Bird killer!!
KoolAid: Hey! I was 2 or something and it lasted longer than all the other kids pets. Which was like 3 hours or so.
Twiggy: What?!
KoolAid: That's what my mom told me!! But I'm thinking it was less.
Twiggy: Murderer!!
KoolAid: Me? You're the one who eats worms.
Twiggy: ...didn't you need to use the toilet?
KoolAid: Oh. Yeah. Man! I need to use the bathroom!!
NIGHT
KoolAid: It's cold and dark and cold and spooky and cold and also cold. Did I mention its cold?
Twiggy: Shut up!! Where could everyone be?!
KoolAid: Sleeping? Not many go through this acre.
Dead silence
KoolAid: Aren't you cold?
Twiggy: No. I have my feathers to keep me warm.
KoolAid: And I have a radiator, which I can't carry because it's hot and heavy. Hmm, I wonder if I have anything in my pockets that might help. Hey a bed! Alright! And clean clothes and a shower. Wait, wont be using that anytime soon. Why do I even have it?
Twiggy: I wonder who dug such a huge ditch.
KoolAid: Well goodnight.
Twiggy: Don't you ever take that hat off?
KoolAid: No. Now shh, I'm trying to sleep.
Twiggy: Where am I supposed to sleep?!
KoolAid: On your big ass.
Twiggy: Rrrrr!!!! Well you seem to like though!!
KoolAid: Yeah... Here. Want the shower?
Twiggy: Well at least its cleaner than your mouth.
KoolAid: I brushed my teeth!!
Twiggy: Brushed?
KoolAid: Last week.
Twiggy: (disturbed look on her face)
MORNING
Twiggy wakes up to some smell in the air
Twiggy: What's that smell?
KoolAid: I found a lovely kitchen in my pocket.
Twiggy: Now why would you have one of those?
KoolAid: I dunno.
Twiggy: What are you cooking?
KoolAid: Freedom Fries.
Twiggy: ...you mean French Fries?
KoolAid: They're not called that anymore.
Twiggy: Where did you get them?
KoolAid: I found them in a bag in my pocket.
Twiggy: Why would you carry a bag of uncooked frozen fries?
KoolAid: Incase I got hungry. Duh.
Twiggy: Eating fries in the morning?
KoolAid: Unless you lay some eggs then I could have fried eggs to.
Twiggy: ...WHAT?!!
KoolAid: Yeah. I thought so.
LATER
KoolAid: You think you could fly out now?
Twiggy: My wing does feel better. I'll try.
KoolAid: Really? You'd do that for me?
Twiggy: No. To get away from you.
KoolAid: That's good to.
Twiggy flaps hers wings and flies out
KoolAid: Yeah!! Now get me out.
Twiggy: Why? After all that stuff you said yesterday I should just leave you in there.
KoolAid: Crud! Well when I do get out sometime I'm gonna tell everyone you sleep NAKED!
Twiggy: LIAR!!!!
KoolAid: Well who do you think they'll mostly likely believe? You or me???
Twiggy: Grrr!! Don't go anywhere.
KoolAid looks up with a face that says oh please like I really can?
Twiggy: Well then just hold tight then.
MINS LATER
Rope falls on down
Twiggy: Here. Climb it.
KoolAid: How do I know if you won't let go of it?
Twiggy: I tied it to a tree, Moron!!
KoolAid: Ok. That'll do. (climbs out) I'm free!! I'm free!!
Twiggy pushes KoolAid back in. Thud.
KoolAid: Dang it!
And from there on every thing has been ok. We got back together.. So I have to go brush my teeth now. It's already been a week. Trying to break that habit.
-----KoolAid