Isabelle's Advice//chapter 2

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Hahaha welcome to chapter 2...

This is me giving you time to leave the shit show


Still here??? Thank you and enjoy the show.

Y/n walked down the trail around the desolate village. As they gazed off into the distance, a yellow dog in a business woman outfit walked up to them. "Hello" the dog was overly enthusiastic considering y/n had a debt of two million + bells to an overweight raccoon and no way to make money. "My names Isabelle" y/n scoffed "When did I ask" Isabelle ignored y/n and kept talking in her annoying overly saturated voice. "Looks like you owe 2 million bells to Tom Nook." No shit, though y/n but didn't dare say out loud because the dog looked like she could give advice. Y/n was right. Isabelle took out a legal pad. Why do they all have legal pads? And wrote some stuff down. "You can complete requests from villagers for bells to pay to Tom Nook."
"So like a servant?" Asked y/n
"Why the fuck do you think you live in a sweatshop" replied Isabelle clearly losing her patience.
Isabelle continued despite y/n's blank stare. "You should have 2 million bells in about... 10-15 years! Any questions?"
Y/n shook their head. They were not about to get roasted by a dog in a business suit... again. "My advice is that you keep working. Nook is a tough man and those villagers are needy."

Nook, though y/n. How dreamy he was. Even with his beer belly and droopy eyes he had to be the most attractive thing in this shitty place. As y/n was indulging in their fantasies Nook walked up to them.
"What you thinking of?" He said smoothly.
Y/n jumped. "Nothing!" They exclaimed.
Nook stroked his beard "Those 2 million bells?" Y/n turned pale. They still had not met any villagers and couldn't bear the thought of having to leave Nook behind in 10-15 years. Nook stood like an idiot but y/n didn't care. They were blinded by his sexy, circular legs, and non existent hair line. Just as the sun set, Nook began to turn away. Y/n followed desperately. "Nook! I don't have a bed!" Tom Nook turned around. Yes you do it's in the sweat shop you purchased you broke peasant. Nook walked away and the whole village went dark. The moon peered eerily over y/n's sweat shop making them retreat to their Indonesian child labor run sweat shop to sleep on their mattress that was more uncomfortable then the ones used in kindergarten nap-time.

Ahaha i broke 400 words this time lets go gaymers. Anyway here's the details

Type of fic: angst (NO SMUT! THIS IS A CHILDREN'S GAME also im just not going to write smut try again in never)
Date: march 4th 2021 at 10:01 pm
Fic status: incomplete
Chapter: 2/i plan on 40
Game/show/anime: animal crossing (specifically the first game bc it's the funniest and the villagers got attitude)
Word count: 517

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