Tombelle | A Special Love Story

Chapter 4

-Isabelle-

"What's the plan Digby?", Isabelle asked with a hint of sadness in her voice. She couldn't stop thinking about Tom Nook and how his life is going. She hadn't heard anything from him in about a year, and it was starting to drive her crazy.

I feel awful. I don't deserve to go have a good life away from here when I left Tom Nook. What the hell do I do?!? Isabelle couldn't get the nasty guilt out of her mind no matter how hard she tried.

Digby finally replied after gathering multiple sheets of paper off his desk and lining them out in a precise-looking order.

"There's an island, Isabelle. We could go live there. Make it our own. Our own rules. Make it look just how we want it. Nobody lives there at the moment, and I don't think anyone knows much about it. There's a flight going there next week, we could get on that and finally see what a good life we could have if we weren't stuck here forced into being doctors. What do you think, Izzy?"

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-Tom Nook-

Tom Nook had driven back to the thing at the side of the road. He still couldn't make out what it was, so he hopped out of the car, making sure to leave the engine running so there was no chance of the car not starting when he set off going again.

As he got closer, he could see that it was a box. It wasn't very big and he was scared to see what could be inside. He was cautious and made sure there was nothing harmful anywhere around before shutting his eyes and using both of his weak paws to open up the cardboard box. What he found inside surprised him.

Inside the box were two young raccoons with such a sad look in their eyes. They were shivering and cried at the sight of Tom Nook looking down into their cardboard box.

Haha, they look like younger copies of me! But... how could someone leave these two adorable things here. I need to help them Tom Nook thought to himself.

Tom knelt down at the side of the box and let the two young raccoons sniff him. When they knew it was safe, the little creatures climbed out of the box and waved at Tom Nook.

"Please take us home" one of them said.

"... home" the other said in a quieter tone, holding the other's paw. Tom didn't hesitate for a second before agreeing to look after them, but he made it clear that he didn't have much, and a rusty broken car was the best he could give. The younger copies of Tom filled with hope and excitement and expressed their appreciation to Tom by wrapping themselves around his arms and squeezing as tight as they could, almost cutting off Tom's circulation in his arm.

He carried the two back to the car in their box and placed them on the back seat. He sat down in the drivers seat, but before he set off he turned around to the Nooklings he liked to call them and asked, "Do you two have names?". The Nooklings turned to each other then turned back to Tom Nook, "no...", they said quietly together. "Can you name us?", one inquired in a slightly sad tone.

"You", he said pointing at the quieter one, "you remind me of my father... I'll name you after him. Timmy", Timmy smiled and carried on saying nothing. "And you.", Tom pointed at the other nookling, the more talkative one, "Tommy".

Tommy and Timmy were over the moon and have each other a tight squeeze before quickly dozing off.

They must be shattered. Poor little animals. I will look after you Tom Nook thought to himself.

Tom set off once again, back on his journey to happiness, which had obviously already started. He hadn't felt this happy since he last saw Isabelle.

Shit. Tom remembered Isabelle SHIT. Isabelle. I haven't seen her in forever. I wonder how she's doing in Riddle...