Prologue
Tom Nook played with his nails as his nephews pushed the unfortunate fox in. They pinned him to the ground, and Redd started to get up from the dirty ground.
"You got da money?" Nook said.
"N-n-n-no." Redd stuttered.
"It seems that you have been interfering with my buisness", Tom Nook said in his thick mobster accent.
"Hehe, sorry Nook, won't happen again," Redd muttered as he gulped.
Nook sighed heavily, trying to make it more dramatic.
"Redd, stop it with this crap. You have been stealing my customers for a long time now. And now, forged paintings. My customers aren't buying mine because of your pathetic trickery. How many bells do you owe me now?"
"Umm..."
"Too many, but no, you don't pay it off. You promise me you will, but you don't. So you will have to pay it off differently."
"P-p-please don't," Redd tried backing away, however, his nephews grabbed ahold of him and smashed him to the ground once again.
"That's right, Redd. Say bye to your market, because I own it," Nook grinned devilishly,
"As for you, hmm.... why don't you introduce yourself to the sharks..."
"Let me go, please! Nook, I'll do anything!" He screamed like a maniac, gripping onto Tom Nook. Tears rolled down from his eyes as did sweat from his pores. His face has never been so red.
"No, how about I will be introducing your dead corpse to the sharks."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" The nephews grabbed his hands and dragged him on his feet scratching the floor. While Redd bathes with his pets, Nook will be bathing in bells.
'Soon the entire market will be mine! Bwa ha ha ha ha!'
Tom Nook played with his nails as his nephews pushed the unfortunate fox in. They pinned him to the ground, and Redd started to get up from the dirty ground.
"You got da money?" Nook said.
"N-n-n-no." Redd stuttered.
"It seems that you have been interfering with my buisness", Tom Nook said in his thick mobster accent.
"Hehe, sorry Nook, won't happen again," Redd muttered as he gulped.
Nook sighed heavily, trying to make it more dramatic.
"Redd, stop it with this crap. You have been stealing my customers for a long time now. And now, forged paintings. My customers aren't buying mine because of your pathetic trickery. How many bells do you owe me now?"
"Umm..."
"Too many, but no, you don't pay it off. You promise me you will, but you don't. So you will have to pay it off differently."
"P-p-please don't," Redd tried backing away, however, his nephews grabbed ahold of him and smashed him to the ground once again.
"That's right, Redd. Say bye to your market, because I own it," Nook grinned devilishly,
"As for you, hmm.... why don't you introduce yourself to the sharks..."
"Let me go, please! Nook, I'll do anything!" He screamed like a maniac, gripping onto Tom Nook. Tears rolled down from his eyes as did sweat from his pores. His face has never been so red.
"No, how about I will be introducing your dead corpse to the sharks."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" The nephews grabbed his hands and dragged him on his feet scratching the floor. While Redd bathes with his pets, Nook will be bathing in bells.
'Soon the entire market will be mine! Bwa ha ha ha ha!'
