I went down to the Roost to check out the Saturday night performance from K.K. tonight. I asked for a sad song, and he played King K.K. for me.
Outside, Broccolo was posing with his net. He was hinting that I should take a picture of him, so I did. Say cheese!
Fang asked me to make a delivery to Cousteau. I had a little trouble finding the French frog, but I did eventually track him down. He had the look of sheer joy on his face when I told him Fang sent him a present.
When I returned to Fang and told him I made the delivery, he rewarded me with a mod wall.
I took the bus out to the city, and I decided to let Katrina tell my fortune. She told me I would experience an improvement in my monetary fortunes…and then she took my 100 bells.

Fang asked me to make a delivery to Kitt, and I agreed to run the errand. When I gave her the item (a ceramic tile), it appeared that there was a baby kangaroo’s head on it!
Bunnie told me that she takes advantage of the loud noise of fireworks by screaming things she couldn’t really say normally. She had this to say:
At first, I had no idea what that meant. She loves four stars? But then I realized, it’s like the game is censoring what she’s saying! It fit the context perfectly. You can use your own imagination as to what four-letter word she could be referring to. 😀
Bunnie seemed to suggest that it was destiny that she and I were talking on the night of the fireworks festival.
And of course, I couldn’t forget to give Tortimer his turtle wax!
Here is a video showing some of tonight’s fireworks festival:
Alfonso was finally over his cold, and he thanked me for the medicine I took him…by giving me a garbage can. These mixed messages make me feel like trash.
Friga told me that Wendell was in town today, even though I didn’t run into him. She said he’s more interested in eating than showing off his designs. I can understand that.
When I visited Static, he told me that Broccolo recently trampled the flowers in his garden. To which I responded, “What garden?” At any rate, Static is holding a grudge against the mouse. He’s also poking his tail through his house.
Outside, Twiggy was apparently birdwatching. Until I distracted her.
I took a trip to the city, but not much was going on there. That wrapped up my night, but I’ll be back with another entry on Sunday night. It’s the fifth and final fireworks festival of the year, and I’ll be sure to stop by.