First Flea Market

When I started the game up, I was informed that the flea market was going on today. I went into Kiki’s house, but she didn’t have anything I wanted. Still, I wanted to see what her prices were like, so I asked about her gyroid (a mega bovoid). She wanted 1,530 bells for it. Uh, no thanks. I declined her offer, and she said she was disappointed in me.

Kiki: I don't know what to say. I'm just so disappointed, but whatever, kitty cat.I quickly left her house. Outside, I found my first four-leaf clover!

WAHOO! I got the four-leaf clover!
My newfound luck cured my eye! Actually, I just took the eye patch off after taking this picture.

Static was still sick today. Things like illnesses and requests seem to last forever in Wild World! Nook’s was closed for the night already, and I didn’t feel like buying him medicine anyway. The dude needs to get over his sniffles by now.

Biskit was talking about a letter he got from the Happy Room Academy (HRA), saying they called his house a mess. He said it was just because his style hasn’t caught on yet. He then proceeded to laugh like a maniac. What a crazy dog. I like him.

Biskit: I know I'm being judged, but I can't help but laugh! Like a maniac! A huh huh huh!

Since it’s Saturday night, I went down to the Roost to catch some live music. I asked for a random song, and K.K. performed K.K. Faire for me–one of my favorites!

K.K.: I hooked you up with a boot of K.K. Faire. You know, a bootleg?After finding my money rock, I went to town hall to pay off the last 25,000 bells I owed on my mortgage.

Phyllis: Hrm, that brings your balance to zero. (Psht...)I couldn’t return to Tom Nook since his shop was closed, so he may not expand my house until I talk to him again.

When I went back home, Baabara baarged into my house. She wanted to do some shopping for the flea market, so she asked how much I wanted for my Mrs. Flamingo. At first, I said 1,500 bells. But she said that was too high. She also refused to pay 999 bells. I tried one last time, saying I’d sell it for 800 bells, and she accepted.

Baabara, in my house for the flea market: Well then, you have a deal! The Mrs. Flamingo for a million bells.

Baabara: Just kidding. You only get 800. Tee hee hee hee!
I hate you.

She also asked about my flying saucer, and I asked for 9,999,999 bells. She declined that offer, so I ignored her and went up to bed for the night. Good night, and I’ll see you next time!