Letters to Jingle

Jingle,

As the solar days grow colder, I have a small feeling we might creep slowly into lunar days. Lunar days, what else may this lonely twelvemonth bring?

I do have umpteen things I desire this ending twelvemonth, as the day of Bejesus approaches. One thing I so desire is a small ask, as all it brings is the ever-so-simple ability for the people of my settlement to wear the cucumber mask I gift them whenever the shop has them available.
I also desire more lounge options. Specifically one that looks as of the one of my own, grey, 3 cushioned.
Withal, forgetting all before, my most crucial desire is you.

due
 
Dear jingle,

My two best friend, Flurry and Poppy seems to been in a fight alot lately, and i heard it because they both want to cook and read the recipe book. Flurry has some recipe book, but Poppy doesn't have any. Poppy borrowed Flurry's recipe book, but when she returned it, it have a soggy page because poppy spilled her milk. Can you give Poppy a recipe book? Poor Poppy, Flurry must be really mad!

Marshal wants a gift too, a secret gift. But when I asked him what he wants, he said it was a secret! How will I know what he want? After chatting with the others, i got some hints. He want it to be the colour of his favorite colour, which is Aqua. The second hint is, he suddenly likes to go camping! Maybe he wants an Aqua colored tent? But it's winter, maybe an indoor tent? Such a tricky squirrel!


Sincerely,
CalQueena from Pururu Den

(Ok, second attempt. I hope it's alright)
 
Dear Jingle,

I hope you are doing Ok and ready to visit Bayside for our first Christmas celebration !!

Sadly I am trying to organise a Christmas party for me and my animal friends. I spoke to Blathers and he didn’t seem keen that I host a party at the museum. Apparently bugs don’t like to boogie (he has never seen the butterfly bop 😂)

I was hoping you might be able to contact skunk and bring him over. We can party in my house if he can bring his mobile disco 😝 That crazy guy knew how to party !

Cant wait to see you!

Luv
Roxxy
xx
 
Hey Jingle,

The islanders and I had a meeting, discussing gifts for this holiday season...
And what better gift than the gift of love?
Love from all!
In other words...
Fame!
*✧ Popularity! ✧*


And thus... Myn Isla's first annual popularity contest is in full swing this season!

But alas, Marshal and Judy in a popularity contest... has not gone very well. At all.
Honestly, it was a bit terrifying.
Perhaps I should've been more wary when they both suggested the idea...
...


Anyways! We decided to give the gift of love to our favourite non-resident instead, though we had to decide on that first. After rounds and rounds of voting, we reached our final round of voting: Jingle vs. Isabelle!

Jingle, Isabelle...
Jingle, 'belle...

Jingle all the way!

So... congratulations, Jingle! As thanks for the gifts you bestow upon us, we're bestowing upon you our love and adoration!

Happy holidays!
Mistreil of Myn Isla

P.S. We did have a crown for you, but Judy took that. And we had a bell prize set aside, but Marshal used that.
... It's the thought that counts, right?
 
Do hyphenated words count as one or two?

Nevermind, I just saw the word counter website. I must have missed that last night
 
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Dear Jingle,

I hope you’re not too upset with me, but I wanted to let you know what happened to the cookies I baked for you. I spent the whole day making sugar cookies, fudge, and more, then I left them on a small table by the big festive tree. When I woke up the next morning, the cookies were gone! Nothing but a few crumbs left and a broken reindeer plate on the floor. I thought maybe the Nooklings got into them; I was devastated!

However, I received a letter this morning from my friend Papi that explains a few things. Turns out, Papi was walking by my house that day. He said the cookies smelled SO GOOD that he thought he’d sneak a few while I slept—a “victimless crime,” he said. So he poked his head through my open window by the tree and ate a few cookies. And then a few more. Once they were all gone, he began licking the plate, but ended up knocking it onto the floor.

Rest assured, there will be cookies for you on Toy Day, resting deliciously on a brand new reindeer plate, courtesy of Papi.

Happy Holidays,
Hillary of Eventide
 
Dear Jingle Claus,
(That is your last name right?!)

I usually don't do this sort of thing, as I want to come across as a nice person, but I have a problem with one of your friends that I'd hope you could have a stern talking to.

It's about ya boy, Mr. Snowboy. You see, he just thinks he has to be perfect all the time. It's kinda getting on everyone's nerves. Could you either tell him to "shape-up" (pun very much intended) or to expect some coal if not?

We all do our bestt in making him every day, and he just needs to realize that sometimes, 90% perfect is good enough!

From a 90% perfect person,
sarah123351
 
Dear Mr. Jingle, my black nosed reindeer

I seam to be having trouble building snow people this year.. they never seem to be happy with their body, do you know of any people i can contact to help them to love themselves no matter their body! they should not care that their head is miniscule while their body is thick! I love them for them! So.. any tips you can give me or maybe send some holiday spirit there way !

This would be good for you to do when you come on toy day! go pay the snow person area a visit and give out some joy!

P.S They gave me the recipe to make a snowperson head too.. do they want me to become them..? that's VERY concerning do you not think..?
Thanks! Lucy of Serpom!
 
Dear Jingle
I’ve been good this year. I think. Maybe I can’t remember very well because I’ve been stung by bees a few too many times this year, so maybe I should ask for a diary. But why I'm really writing this letter is that as island representative, all of us at Arcadia wanted to wish YOU a happy toy day. All of us at Arcadia wanted to write you a song since your name is Jingle. It goes Jingle Jangle, his sleigh is our favorite rectangle…
We are still working on it.
It will be ready on toy day, we promise.

Leo

P.S. Stitches and Lucky wish for more bugs to talk to, but I’m pretty sure Blathers wouldn’t like that at all, so you can decide who’s been better this year and gets their wish!
 
Dearest Jingle,

What a magical time of year
All of this holiday cheer
Wanted to say, we're across the bay
With lights to guide your way

Our ask this season
Happens for a reason
Our meals of late are not refined
Bugs on many leftovers have dined

Donuts, fruit, Mom's birthday cake,
Sometimes villagers' tummies ache
Secret ingredients, delicious treats
Feast with friends, nothing beats

Our center square
Is quite bare
Could you please bring Franklin back?
Would any more friends fit in your pack?
Brewster, gyroids, Tortimer too
Pelly, Kapp’n, Resetti, we miss you

The airport awaits
Open security gates
We'll welcome your presence
With many presents
Toys are already here

Thank you and Happy Holidays!
From: Walt
 
Dearest Jingle,

I hope you are well and this holiday season is not too hectic. I am writing you today for a special request for my villagers on Reverie. They are growing weary of the cold and have slowly started going crazy...

The other day, I had to thaw out Fang, Bones, and Genji as they were still trying to swim in the icy lake. Raymond, Flora, and Stitches caught a cold while building sandcastles at our snowy beaches. I also caught Goldie, Daisy, Judy, and Bluebear sunbathing in negative temperatures.

As you can see, my villagers desperately miss summer and warm activities. I would love to build an indoor aquatic center with sand & happy lamps for the villagers, but Tom Nook the Scrooge keeps shutting my idea down! Please Jingle, I have the space and the bells for the center but I just need permission for construction. If you could change Tom Nook’s mind and give him a little extra holiday spirit, that would be amazing. I would be eternally grateful as I won’t have to thaw out villagers from the cold every other day...

Happy holidays & thanks as always!

Warm wishes,
Aurita
 
Dearest Jingle,
Heidi here from Ereta~!

Letters are strange. They make you stray away from distractions, and makes you focus on the words. You can really tell how time and energy has been given into these letters.

Villagers may forget to send you these letters, but they will never truly forget. So don't hold it against them, I've rasied these villagers well and I know they will get round to sending you some Christmas cheer!

You are Jingle! The back-nosed reindeer! You may not have a red nose (Rudolph can suck a candy cane, Jingle all the way~!) but your eyes light up our way to the new year!

So please return...and help me with this Christmas party!
My Villagers are driving me up the town tree and I refuse to come down!

Merengue keeps baking strawberry shortcakes and nothing christmas-y,
Freckles thinks the decorations look better in the river,
Lionel is presuading everyone that his biography is infact a Christmas story,
Alfonso think's he's stealthy enough to sleep through all of winter,
Pheobe is dominating the Carol singing,
And Purrl & Coach are helping themselves to Tom Nook's eletrical source for Christmas lights.

You're my only hope!

Sincerely,
Heidi
 
This is actually a secret encoded letter , :sneaky:

Dear Jingle.

I hope you've had a good 2020. I know things have been rough this year.

I am a resident of the island of Starset and I don't want a lot...but there are somethings that would brighten my life on Starset a whole lot.

I was hoping you could give Tom Nook a little holiday cheer and convince him that moving the Town Hall would be an excellent idea. Also, convince him that Starset could really use a live music venue for our guest K.K. Slider. Maybe it could also serve a hot cup of coffee too.

Also, could you get Isabelle a pair of headphones? Ever since she has moved to our Island, she has been blasting her playlist on repeat at a very high and obnoxious volume. It's a little too loud, especially when I'd just like to relax and listen to nature.

For myself, I'd love some new tools...Not just any old cheap tools, but some with strong durability for all my hobbies. Like fishing, bug catching, and landscaping.

I don't want a lot, but I would love it if you could use some of your magic to help make our lives better on Startset.
 
Deerest Jingle,

I want to tell you all about my latest winter adventure. My deer animal friends and I took a trip to a land of frost and twinklies where we beheld a giant Snowboy! As we romped atop his snowy hat we gazed down upon his red and yellow striped scarf. We then exchanged grins. I'm sure you know what happened next. Yep, we're deer-devils.

And so, after crafting a sleigh and donning an outfit in your likeliness, I grabbed hold of the reins and called to my companions, guiding them along the way:

"On, Bam! On, Deirdre! On, Lopez! On, Beau! On, Fauna! On, Erik! On, Zell! On, Fuchsia! On, Bruce!"

But Diana simply refused, insisting this was our craziest idea yet. Can you believe that? But let me tell you, what an incredible feeling it was to be propelled high into the sky like that. We were as high as the stars! We truly believed we would reach the moon, with its silvery light that gleamed like your eyes.

And I'm sure you know what happened next. Yep, we came plummeting right down.

We were definitely seeing stars after that.

Already ready for the next adventure, Panda
 
Dearest Jingle,

Wow! Has it really been 7 years since I’ve last seen or spoken to you?! That’s a long long time my dear reindeer friend! Where have you been? Or maybe it’s where have I been?! There’s a myth floating around that says that every 7 years or so the cells in our body are replaced with new cells, essentially making us new people. Pretty interesting huh? But I doubt it’s true because I’m still the same old me I was back when I was Mayor of Spira. It was all work and no play so I decided to leave the mayor life behind and started my journey as a nomad until that rascal Tom Nook once again found me and invited me to a deserted island. I thought it was gonna be a vacation, little did I know once I got there it was gonna be back to work for me. Sigh, well at least I’ll get to see you again soon. We have a lot of catching up to do!

Mayor turned Representative,
Lisa​

PS: Can you please help Snowboy find his family, they’ve seem to have gone missing!
 
Dear Jingle,

Winter on Maui has certainly been interesting this year. For one thing, what we thought was a tropical paradise has recently been hit with a freak snow storm and turned into a winter wonderland! It's a bit unsettling to see the palms trees and previously warm beaches covered in ice and snow, but the other villagers are surprisingly enjoying it. After an initial panic because no one owned any scarfs or coats, the villagers have embraced the cold (after an emergency trip to Able's of course) and adopted new winter activities. From sledding down hills to skating on the once popular swimming hole, they have completely changed the atmosphere around here. Maui in the snow is a sight I'd never thought I'd see, but I must admit its something that I will miss come spring!

Love,
Sarah from Maui
 
Dear Jingle,


Do not eat the cookies this year. I repeat, stay clear of any and all baked goods you find on our island.


I know we have a long running tradition of leaving out cookies and milk for you on Christmas eve, but you absolutely must not take any offerings this year. While usually Goldie and Claudia get together to bake the most scrumptious cookies I regret to inform you that the operation was hijacked by Cousteau and Bam this year. The devilish duo barricaded themselves in the kitchen for three whole days and when they finally emerged the rest of us feared for our lives.

The black puff of smoke that came out when they opened the door signaled the beginning of the end for all of our stomachs. The amount of protein powder in one cookie is enough for one small village of bodybuilders - it's far too much for any mortal being let alone one reindeer. I do not know what else they put in the cookies but sometimes ignorance is bliss.

Please heed my warning.

Sincerely,

Shep​
 
Dear Jingle,
I write to ask you to please reconsider taking Gaston off your naughty list. He may be cranky all year round but he has a heart of gold. Even Deirdre agrees he has been much kinder since moving from the busy town to our little island of Usagi. Each year he gets a lump of coal in his stocking whilst everyone else opens an exciting new gift. Luckily the coal gets put to good use fueling the old fashioned oven he has inside his humble home, but that's besides the point. I hope you'll take a look at your paperwork on Gaston just once more and you'll see he's a renewed rabbit. He barely even picks on Claude anymore. Now that's a Toy Day miracle! He's just a little rough around the edges but that's why we love him! Thanks for your consideration.

Best Wishes, Noah from Usagi
 
Hi Jingle,

it's been a while since you've heard from me. The year started off pretty normal, but everything changed in March. I was tricked into leaving the town to work for a "wonderful startup", on an island full of "natural beauty". It turned out to be a deserted island somewhere in the middle of the ocean. Two others were tricked and the three of us had to set up camp there. It was horrible, Jingle. We had to make our own tools out of sticks and stones - our fingers got blistered and our feet were swollen, but after months of hard work, we traded our tents for houses. We even have a little port now where vendors show up - to be fair: one is a pirate and the other just sorta washes up on our beach but they still bring us some stuff that reminds us that this is still 2020.

I hope you'll find your way to the island on the 24th, and hopefully you can bring us some presents to make the island feel more alive.

See you then!
- Myrthe

p.s. some running water would be useful - maybe that could be your gift?
 
dear jingle,

i doubt you remember me but i'm the one who asked you for unlimited painting supplies last year and didn't get them. totally unfestive! i'm willing to forgive you for the oversight, however, if you help me figure out what's wrong with my friend, lisa. she's never really been the toy day type, always standing outside in the freezing cold and scowling at the mince pies like they've personally offended her, but this year's been different. she agreed to go gift shopping with me and didn't frown once. i stuck a bow on her forehead while wrapping presents and she laughed. she offered to build a snowboy with me when abby was busy. it's all been very strange. maybe someone's put a spell on her?​
whatever it is, we need to figure it out. she's sleeping over on toy day eve this year, and i need this mystery solved by then. that doesn't leave us much time, i know, but all we need is faith, trust and carrots!​

make haste, jingle!
yours, claire of sun hill
 
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