Letters to Jingle

[prilla]

my one and only jingly reindeer,



how are you approaching this festive season? i must say, life in fairyvile has been... interesting. you see, with toy day nearing we seem to have stumbled into something a tab bit troubling! rumours have drifted onto our shores that stitches, who we are delighted to have as a resident, has become the subject of quite a few toy day wishlists. the confusion is understandable (he is very cuddly), but please, my dearest jingle, do not fulfil these wishes. stitches lives here and he is quite adamant that relocating would be far too much work. plus, how would he be divided between so many children? obviously we couldn't tear the poor fellow into pieces! maybe you could make replicas? though, saying that i realise i'm not quite sure how.. stitches... was created...... is he a teddy? a real bear who looks awfully like a teddy? if he is a teddy, at what point did he gain consciousness?



really don't want to ponder this anymore,

sammy

 

[Plume]

Dear Jingle,

Punchy hasn't been himself. He's been moping about at home, avoiding others, and warning that his sadness is "weevily contagious." Even more concerning, he hasn't commented on the size of my head in a week, and yesterday he threatened he "mite" abolish the Able Sister's latest stock of mothballs. As you know, the temperature has dropped and so have the insects. Every day, I find Punchy searching the usual places; behind the microwave, inside the half-empty box of Cheerios, under his pillowcase...and each day, his disappointment grows heavier.

Please help me pull him out of his pitfall...give him the gift of bugs! Perhaps an ant home?

Sincerely,
Island Rep Plume of Mind Glow

 

[Katzenjammer]

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[gh0st]

Please help, Jingle..

Strange request but, you see, well our island needs a bit of help. For some reason, one of our islanders is all covered in bandages, and one of his eyes glows in a peculiar way.

Each day I visit him and love to keep his company, but I worry that he is in pain, or perhaps embarrassed of his injuries. I asked him what the bandages were covering, and he said he just has a really hard time using toilet paper correctly. Just... you know gets all tangled up in it. I know he's just brushing off my hard question with a joke.

I asked him why his eye glows a mysterious yellow... and he said he spilled a glow stick on his face and hadn't bothered to clean it up. Now I know these evasive tactics are to keep me from worrying, but I hope this year you'll use your Toy Day magic to bring Lucky something to ease his ailments.

After all, the last time I asked if he had any toys... he said his bugs had stolen them.

Sincerely,
Mushi

 

[BluebearL]

Dear Jingle,


I realise you are awfully busy at this time of the year, but believe me I wouldn't if it weren't of the utmost importance. I'm not entirely sure how to explain it but well, the clock keeps changing. Not in the usual progression of time you would expect, it jumps backwards and forwards all of the time. I don't know when it began but for instance, just this morning I woke up to a pleasant summer day in time for the upcoming Christmas when out of nowhere it was Halloween again! Puddles was awfully upset, her efforts to set up a concert have all been erased from time. No one knows who is playing with the time because our memories are all out of order and keep being written over. It might even be me! (although we suspect it may be Hopper, he never wanted the concert). Raymond is trying to work out the science behind the problem, he has a theory that an outside force could be re-setting time on a device used to simulate our lives. Oh dear, the very idea is giving me a headache!

Find a way to stop this nonsense,


Laura from Ember.

 

[Yanrima~]

Dear Jingle,

Lolly says she’s going to be the next Santa and replace your position as the current Santa. She also said that the Toy Day gods demand that you hand over your job immediately or she will fight you. Raymond came over to my house earlier and told me this shocking news. Which is why I write this letter to you.

As of now, she’s been blasting houses of villagers who are in the “naughty list” and she seeks to destroy “naughty“ ones. Merengue, being one of the witnesses of the incident, sent me a small memo paper that is written.

”The only way of dealing with villagers whose name is in the naughty list is to destroy and eliminate every last one of them”

Lolly may have been the current Santa but the powers provided to Lolly grow out of control and put the world in danger if this doesn’t get resolved by the day before Toy Day. If you are willing to fight her for the title of Santa, don’t let your guard down. Best of luck and don’t lose, Jingle. The fate of Toy Day rests in your hands.

With Regards,
Yanrima from Royale-3

 

[Heyden]

Dear Jingle,

As the island representative of Calypso, it has come to my attention this island is severely lacking in facilities and entertainment. The villagers have grown bored, singing the same tunes throughout the day, zooming through the plaza repeatedly, and sitting in places that are most inconvenient. There is simply nothing to do on this deserted island, for which the local residents have begun to question the value of Tom Nook's getaway package deal, and even think of moving away every few days. Therefore, for Christmas I beg that you bless this town with more facilities and buildings, such as a cafe. That's all we ask for. A cafe.

Love Heyden

 

[skarmoury]

Dear Mr. Jingle,

It's about Bea. You know... Bea, school council president, miss prim-and-proper-she's-allergic-to-mistakes. She's recently acquired a crush on Genji, and she's very unfamiliar with romance. If you've been watching them, you'd know Bea went for a check-up last week because she thought her heart skipping a beat whenever she saw the rabbit was some cardiac disorder.

This time it's a different story: last night, there was a beautiful aurora sky above Milkiss. Genji was telling Bea all about it, which was quite cute, up until Genji texted "The skies is beautiful." before he fell asleep.

This tiny detail in grammar sent Bea's feelings flying into a sea of confusion. What was she to do with someone who couldn't conjure a properly-written romantic sentence? I told her it might have been just a mistake, but Bea wouldn't listen. She kept pacing back and forth looking at the same sentence on her phone.

Please, Jingle, bestow common sense upon Bea. Maybe give her a Christmas stress ball. Either way works for the holidays. And give Genji a book on grammar so he knows he has to apologize to Bea for the very tiny sin he's committed.

Love,
Spring of Milkiss

 

[gaylittlekat]

Dear Jingle,

This year I am asking you to bring fame to my dearest villagers who aspire to be stars!

Twiggy and Chrissy never talk about anything else, and have even mentioned forming a pop duo called Unwavering! (Although I don't think that's such a great idea considering how much they would probably fight over who is the "bigger star.") I think they would probably be happy with attention from anywhere, so it doesn't have to be specific.

Phil and Raymond would both like to be famous for everything they can be. They both insist that they are already famous, but I seriously doubt it. (Although Raymond does have a few followers... I don't think he realizes it though, poor clueless cat.) Honestly I think they would be happy if they just got to do one thing, even if it barely gets attention. They'll boast about it regardless.

Rudy dreams of being a successful athlete, and I actually think he could pull it off. He's obsessed with sports (and will talk your ear off about it too.) If he could win something, he would be ecstatic!

Thanks,
Kat

(P.S. Agnes and Pashmina hate attention! Keep it on the down low!)

 

[Giddy]

I have a question, since I don't own the new animal crossing horizon, can I use my new leaf town and their villagers instead?
Thanks in advance!

 

[Mairmalade]

I have a question, since I don't own the new animal crossing horizon, can I use my new leaf town and their villagers instead?
Thanks in advance!

That fits within the realm of Animal Crossing, so that would be fine! I will make a clearer note of that in the OP.

 

[Jacob4]

Dear sir Jingle,

Today I was strolling out of my house, as peaceful as... I don't know, what would you consider very peaceful? Probably Michael Bublé Christmas music or something? Anyway, that's besides the point.

I fell. Flat on my face. I tripped over one of the million ornaments that had magically made it all the way to my house. Now, I don't like to put blame on anyone, but Roald was the perpetrator. That sly little penguin has had it out for me recently; I'd imagine he's already on the naughty list. It would take forever to list all of his crimes.

Anyway, I've come to expect this sort of thing from him. My concern is how all these ornaments got here in the first place? Was this your doing? Were you part of the reason I fell flat on my face and embarrassed myself in front of Rosie the cat? I know my villagers are all too lazy to do this sort of thing, and both Isabelle and Tom Nook objected to doing it.

Just please let me know the truth. I won't hate you if you did, I'll just despise you slightly.

Sincerely, Jacob

 

[ivelostmyspectacles]

Jingle,

I write to you from an island called Breeze, where even Daisy Mae's nose drip has started to freeze. Yes, there's snow on the ground and you know what that means: soon on Toy Day, the whole town will convene. Skye, Audie, and Cherry have been baking, Roald is just sad there are no piles of leaves to keep raking. (It tones your CORE!) If you try Audie's cookies, by any chance, I sincerely apologize quite in advance. Butch might be cranky, but I see in his eyes: the quiet excitement for your joyous surprise. Raymond and Marshal want the most proper of gifts; "make sure it matches my eyes," they've both proudly sniffed. Eunice sewed stockings (they're a little lopsided) and Isabelle has made sure the trees are all lighted. Lucky's so excited, he's set an alarm, Diana's wishing on her good luck charm. They all ask me with hope in their eyes, "when will Jingle bring our holiday surprise?"​

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"Soon," I say, without frustration.​

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What's my wish? How about a vacation.​

Frazzled by holiday prep,
Summer​

 

[Lynnatchii]

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[Coach]

Dear Jingle,

Daniel here! We are unfortunately having a bit of a problem getting into the festive spirits here in Hanamura. We simply cannot get a hold of your festive recipes! Tracking down a balloon proves a challenge, with the terrible weather we're having, and even when we do manage to pop one it contains some measly clay (who thought that was a good idea?). Now, I know you're a smart guy but surely distributing your recipes in a more consumer friendly way would benefit everyone. Why did you even choose balloons in the first place? How is that Christmas themed?

Anyway, I can connect you with Timmy and Tommy if you want, they would sell your recipes happily for a feefee. Isabelle could even distribute one to give everyone a taste and make them want to find more. But please, don't distribute them through those snowmen! They've already got their hands full with other recipes and general grumpiness to help out. Oh, and also avoid Redd. If he hears about this he might try cutting you a deal, but you should know best that someone who's getting coal can never be trusted.

See you (and hopefully your recipes) soon!

 

[Rika092]

Dear Jingle,

Thanks for asking about me. To be honest, human life this year is quite stressful, as our world has been stricken with a mysterious illness that caused chaos. In a true sense of social distancing, I decided to accept Mr Nook’s offer to start life anew on a desert island. Turned out the island isn’t so deserted. But Mr Nook swore on all my future mortgage loans that there’s no virus to worry about here. Considering how much those bells weigh in his heart, I was easily reassured.

Anyway, I am writing to request some special deliveries this Toy Day. That’s right, not to the residents but to the NPCs of GinKgo. Firstly, Isabelle needs a round trip ticket home to visit her parents. She’s literally been dropping a hint every other announcement. Next up is Daisy Mae, who needs a lifetime supply of tissues and face masks. Finally, none other than the legendary KK slider. His go-to outfit lately is apparently called “Emperor’s New Clothes” from Gracie Grace. I’m quite worried that KK would catch a cold in it....so some APPROPRIATE winter attire to him would be a great gesture, wouldn’t you say?

Yours,
Rika

 

[Mairmalade]

DearJingel,

This is probably the most odd thing for toy day, and probably it's not a toy. I've been really wanting a ring-con lately, but i just seem to not have the money to buy it! I saw CalQueena, the island representative, has it. But I'm too shy to ask to borrow it. Who knows, she might punch me for breaking it! Ouch!

I'm not just asking that! I saw Daisy Mae every Sunday morning, she sells turnips even if she's just a kid! That's absolutely amazing! If I was her, i would not be able to do that. And all the turnips she bring with her head, her head is probably hurting. She also have a nose drip and it makes me worry that she is sick! And i really want her to have a day off. And maybe give her some medicine.

My best friend Axel said he wants a new treadmill for toy day.

"Hey Rudy! Do you know what I want for toy day?"
"What is it?"
"I want a treadmill!"
"Shouldn't you ask santa instead? That's not even a toy!
"Well at least it's a toy for me!" He said.

I actually don't know if you will be able to bring that thing! He said that his treadmill was broken, because he spilled protein shakes on it. How is that even possible!

Sincerely,
Rudy.

Hi @CatladyNiesha ,

This appears to be a letter from one of your islanders/villagers. For this prompt, we are looking for letters written to Jingle from your island representative/mayor. Entries should also be within 100-200 words, and you can check your word count here.

 

[amemome]

Dear Jingle,

My name is Soup and I have become an "island representative" for a group of around 10 talking animals who have been pacing around on their paws (or flippers, or tentacles, or big mammal feet, or reptilian and amphibian limbs) the entire year without a single pair of pants on. Not even a skirt. Nothing. They have been exposing their lower halves the entire year round, wind or rain, sun or snow. I've tried gifting them something to cover their tooshes, but no dice so far. Just a puzzled "thanks" and they turn right around and start sweeping the same spot in the plaza for the fiftieth time.

Jingle, could you PLEASE bring our island some pants and skirts for my animal friends? I feel like by now, their lower halves must be raw from the snow and cold. And if they refuse the pants... please bring them chocolate coins. I'm sure they'll like the chocolate at least.

Yours,
Soup

 

[Lynnatchii]

Hi @CatladyNiesha ,

This appears to be a letter from one of your islanders/villagers. For this prompt, we are looking for letters written to Jingle from your island representative/mayor. Entries should also be within 100-200 words, and you can check your word count here.

Ahh sorry, i thought it says from an villager perspective I'll make another one

 

[cornimer]

Dear Jingle,

I have a tad bit of a problem. It's about this frog that lives on my island....I can't remember his name right now, but he seems to be going a tad crazy. Most of the villagers on this island spend their days walking near the plaza, doing a tad bit of shopping, having impromptu barbecues....you know, being functional members of society. But this frog? He's always up in the cliffs by himself, running back and forth through fields of flowers. I'm a tad concerned! Why doesn't he ever come down and talk to anyone for a tad? Did someone do something to offend him? Maybe it was Broffina, she can be a tad insensitive. Or maybe he's lost his grip on reality? I've heard he used to work on a farm. Maybe the cawing of the rooster every morning messed with his brain a tad. Either way, Jingle, my one wish is that he'll come down and join us for the New Year's festivities, even just for a tad! I don't know what it will take to get him to stop running like a maniac but please, work a tad bit of magic!

Yours,
Vanessa from Crayola