Blathers

 This page is currently under Construction. Please help us expand this article. ''This article is a stub. You can help the Animal Crossing City by [ expanding it]''. Blathers is an owl scholar, who accepts donations for the museum. Blathers is very opinionated, and he has a dislike for cold water. He has a habit of rambling about items after he receives them, which he often apologizes for. As an owl, he sleeps during the daylight hours, but you can still donate items by talking to him. Blathers will accept bugs, but he does not like them, especially cockroaches. In Animal Crossing: Wild World and Animal Crossing: City Folk he has a sister named Celeste, who manages the now present observatory.

History
Blathers has a suprisingly detailed history in comparison to many other of Animal Crossing's characters. As a child, he was brought up in the city, living in his parent's house. After finishing school, he went on to university, completing a number of degrees until reaching doctorate level. During his studies for the Doctorate degree, he was approached by his Professor, who recommended that he took up a post in a country museum, as all the curators of the main Faraway Museum refused to move from their posts. Blathers accepted the offer enthusiastically, and despite a rare yearning for home, still remains at his post. As a result of this move, Blathers still has not finished his doctorate. Blathers is, as confirmed in Wild World, in his mid-twenties.He also secretly at night leaves his post and drinks until his problems go away.

Fossil Indentification
In the original Animal Crossing, Blathers tells the Player about a correspondence course in fossil identification that his is participating in- he has expressed wishes of being an archaeologist-, but has not completed it, meaning that all fossils have to be sent to the Faraway Museum to be identified. In Wild World, Blathers fervently tells the Player that he has completed the course, and now is liscenced to accept fossils himself. By City Folk, he simply tells the Player of his qualification.

Role in Games
Blathers will take in any fossils, bugs, fish or paintings which players wish to donate to the museum. Though not exchanging money for this service, this way donors may find out a little bit about the donation, and can see it whenever they so wish. If you bring Blathers a fossil he will identify it for you (except in The Gamecube game, where he sends them away to be identified). If it is not yet donated to the museum he will ask to keep it, but you can say no to get it back. He will also notify you if a painting from Redd is a forgery or not. Blathers can also tell you what has been donated and by who, as well as roughly how developed the museum is. He can also give you some information on the museum in general.

Fear of Bugs
Blathers will accept bugs for the museum, but he suffers a slight case of entomophobia, which makes him afraid of them (especially cockroaches). Through conversation in both Wild World and City Folk, the Player can learn more of his fear;

In Wild World, Blathers sometimes talks of his encounters with bugs during his studies. He recalls one time, in a library, when he opened a book and maggots fell out.

In City Folk, it is revealed that the cause of Blathers' fear is that, when he was younger, a mantis egg case ruptured on his writing desk. This caused thousands of mantis to fly out. To hear this anecdote, the player must donate a mantis.

Conversation
In Animal Crossing: Wild World, there are certain days during the year in which Blathers will tell you a little about him. These days are easily noticeable for daytime players, as he is awake all 24 hours of each day, and occasionally will look depressed. During these conversations, the player can talk, either choosing to go along with the conversation or to tell Blathers to stop talking.

20th December
Blathers: Bah...

Player: What's wrong?

Blathers: Between you and me, I quite detest them. All of them! The bugs I mean...

Player: Conquer fear!

Blathers: Well. Hm. Hoo. Indeed. Easier said than done, of course. Fear is rather robust... Everyone has strengths and weaknesses, eh wot? ...But I do suppose you have a point, after all. I'm making excuses. After all, I am the curator of the (town's name) museum! A noble office! Such dread is irrational! It's unprofessional! Who fears bugs, really? Well, to begin, I shall talk to my sister, Celeste, about this matter, wot? Oddly enough, she is rather comfortable touching them. Bugs, I mean... I've seen her gazing at butterflies before, completely relaxed.

Player: They're cute!

Blathers: They are most assuredly NOT cute!!! Have you gone quite mad?! Be truthful: have you ever looked really closely at a butterfly's belly? It appears quite squishy! It looks like it's waiting to spew something on you! Ugh! Vile...

24th December
Blathers: Hrmph...

Player: What's wrong?

Blathers: You recall that I declared I'd work on conquering my fears of bugs, eh wot? Yes. Well, I've been doing my own special training!

Player: Training?

Blathers: The means to which I have restored are quite extreme, really... Hoo. Yes. Indeed. Just thinking about it makes my belly burble, but... I lay my Giant Dictionary of Insects before me, fight my gag reflex, and... slowly run my talon over each of the foul images! Ugh.. The thought alone of those furtive caresses makes my gorge rise! The other day, I opened the book to a close-up of a green caterpillar's face... I believe I may have pocket-retched a bit... Ugh. So very vile...

10th March
Blathers: Pshhh...

Player: What's wrong?

Blathers:I should say, dear Brewster has provided me much entertainment over the years... It's not that the fellow is naive, per se, its just... Well... How to put this?

Blathers: The wonderful pigeon is just rather simple.

Player: Really?

Blathers: Indeed, he is, though I don't mean to say he's daft... He's just innocent.

Blathers: For instance, the other day, a sleazy business-type oozed into the cafe... This wretch was trying to sell Brewster a counterfeit piece of art! Hoo-rrific! "Real Coffee. Real Art. Real Profits. You'd be CRAZY to pass up this deal!"

Blathers: Now of course, most folk would see right through such a charlatan... Not our pigeon, however. Thank goodness I showed up when I did, eh Wot!

Blathers: Indeed, "FAKE!" I cried, and the cad fled from my pique-ruffled feathers!