Feburary 13, 2007: And he said "Let there be contests!"

Nintendo Acres Story Contest! (Of doomfully awsomeness)
Today I’m starting a contest, and it is simple:
1. I post up the begging of a story
2. You write the next portion and send it to me by Wednesday
3. I choose the best and post it up

The requirements:
1. It must be at least three paragraphs long
2. No swearing
3. No crudeness
4. In this one, no killing off characters. We need them.
5. Please try your best to avoid Mary Sues and or Gary Stues

Anyways, this stories theme: Nintendo Acres itself!

So let it begin:
It was a normal day up until someone bothered to wake up that morning. That’s usually when things start going out of wack. Lionk Emerged from his box in the alley behind Fansee Pansee, He stretched his arms, signed for the new painting, put on his yellow hat, and walked down the street for his first shift at McBurger Joint. “Well, another day of serving customers at my three jobs. I wish I could quit, but the satisfaction of the customers keep me addicted to it all! Though keep up the accent at fansee pansee does get kinda annoying...” He said to himself as he walked down the sidewalk.
Elsewhere, Link’s unwanted walk-up call was in full effect. “Hey! Wake up! Hey! Wake up! Hey! Wa.”
“If you don’t shut up, Navi, I swear I’ll stuff you in the glass bottle of perpetual silence!”
“No... not that again...” Navi quivered.
“Okay, I guess there’s hope in get back to sleep...” Link mumbled as he got up and changed out of his night shirt into his tunic. “The library’s not open for another five hours, what should we do until then?”

Your turn!