A few days passed as Glace made it her mission to save up her Nook Miles for a terraforming permit. She wanted to be able to sculpt cliffs and extend land as she had seen many people do before. Her muscles twitched as she listened to Isabelle's island wide broadcast. She had nothing important to announce, apart from someone named Static moving onto the island. The blonde girl plodded toward the plot which had originally held the house of her best friend and favourite villager, Marcie, still with the old decorations that she had to use in order to have her best friend's plot complete.

Instead of her best friend being there, a dark black and shadowy house cloaked the once bright and happy area that Marcie had left just mere days ago. Glace thought that it couldn't hurt to meet her new islander, and who she hoped would also be her future friend. She bit down on her lip and looked down, shivering. There was something about a dark house that the blonde found absolutely terrifying. She barely looked up at the door as she knocked on their door. She found a house surrounded in boxes, with a squirrel sweeping the floors to prepare for visitors.

New nerves awakened within the blonde girl as she looked at the squirrel. Purple with a yellow, lightning shaped streak in its fur. The villager turned around and looked at her, and that's when she knew that she was going to regret this. He looked like he had been completely ridden of sleep, or even on drugs which she never thought would've existed anywhere — most likely from some sort of a spoiled turnip, if she had to guess anything. This high looking squirrel had replaced her best friend and she was absolutely livid. There was something new that had awakened within Glace, something that was different from the frustration that she found within her whenever she took her fishing bobber out too early.

He was worse than a sea bass to her. The blonde girl couldn't believe what she'd been dealt. She felt as if some sort of deity was trying to punish her. Was this her compromise for having Stinky stay but letting her best friend leave? Was God trying to give her some sort of sign? Or was this something to do with the bug that she'd donated to Blathers the day earlier? Glace was confused and she was shaking. The blonde's brown eyes met the squirrel for a second, with something in her telling her that she had been dealt the card of Static due to some punishment from a deity.

She had the urge to smack him with something, as bad as that could possibly sound. She was absolutely livid that Tom Nook was laughing at her right now for the card she'd been dealt. Barely uttering her name to Static, Glace stormed out of his house and into the open, wanting to forget about him completely. Closing her eyes, she imagined a word where she had never met Static in the first place and had never let Marcie go. Acknowledging that the future she woshed for wasn't reality, the blonde walked across the island to talk to her other favourite villager, Flora. At least she knew that the peppy ostrich would understand how she felt about the cranky purple squirrel that the blonde had taught herself to hate within mere seconds of meeting him.

After talking to her for a while, she paced around town and caught a common butterfly and a long locust before heading to Caroline's house for a quick chat. She found that the orange squirrel with blonde hair was crafting something and wanted to teach the small blonde girl the recipe. Her brown eyes looked down at the card she was given, which had instructions crammed into it with the tiniest but neatest writing possible. The recipe was one for a tulip crown, which was something that Glace hadn't had the chance the learn yet. She read over it a few times as she walked towards her two room house. She soon realised that she needed to go on a quest to find some tulips.

She was aware that Leif would come today, so she began to talk to the shrub seller. Her friends had told her that Leif can give you one flower species that Timmy and Tommy weren't already selling at the Cranny, so Glace became desperate that it was tulips this time. It was not tulips, but he was selling mums. So she bought them in bulk and headed out to find some clear land to plant them on. She found some around Flora's house and began to go overboard with the flowers, planting as many as she could before giving up. The blonde knew that giving up was inevitable, so she wasn't too shocked when she ended up running out of Bells to purchase flowers with.

She walked away and went again to talk to her friends, this time talking to Sherb. The goat would hopefully understand that there are sometimes just people you hate and that you don't need a reason to hate them. She walked towards a rover, where the poor goat was attempting to fish something up. She gave him a soft glance before sitting next to him for a while. She suspected he wouldn't notice anyway, so she didn't say a thing.

When he finally looked at her, she whispered somewhat menacingly, "Long live the King..."

Sherb was slightly intimidated by what she said, not sure whether to be concerned about the blonde's wellbeing or not. She had never spoken like this to anybody before and yet she looked like she wanted to kill someone. Dropping his rod on the ground, the goat sat next to her and started shaking.

"Why did you say that?" He asked.

She put her arm around the goat. "None of this is directed at you, so you needn't worry. Just letting you know that I've finally figured out what it truly means to hate someone."

"What happened, baww?"

"Static," she whispered under her breath. "He happened."