fandomhigh | Library [Sunday, December 16]

Yeah, Lee just has no idea what to give for gifts. At all. And books aren't really helping.

The library is closed except for other aides and the librarian.

He's realized you can't research gift giving and has moved on to scrawling ideas down on a pad of paper.

This afternoon, Adah decided that she wasn't going to bother with her usual attempts to try to slide into the library quietly and hope the Eel was distracted enough to not notice her or polite enough to pretend he didn't notice her. Instead, today, she felt like ambling, taking her time, as if intent to study everything with deep and philosophical consideration before, finally, her investigations brought her around to the desk. She was going to take her time, though. Hum hum. Oh, look. She never even noticed that crack on the ceiling before. Or maybe it wasn't a crack; could just be the light. Hmmm. Interesting. Fascinating, even, really...

Lee noticed her entrance almost immediately and kept his eyes on her while she made her way over to the desk, while she took her time. He couldn't help smiling and finally asked, "Find anything interesting?"

Keeping her eyes trained elsewhere, Adah gave a slow shake of her head. There was a long pause before she commented, "No; nothing yet. I know there is something, though. There was something interesting on Wednesday here, so it's just a matter of finding it, I think. If it's still here."

"Ah." Lee raised an eyebrow and tapped his chin. "Could I maybe help you find what you're looking for?"

"Well," Adah dropped her eyes and tilted her head for a moment, forehead frowning in deep consideration. She turned, and started to limp closer to the desk, the thoughtfulness still contorting her expression. "I suppose that all depends..."

"Depends on what?" Lee asked, trying to make his smile go away and failing miserably.

Just as Adah, even in the pre-emptive pause before saying it, couldn't contain her own grin. She really shouldn't but it simply had to be said. She finally reached the desk, leaning against it lightly for support.

"On if you know where I might find the shirtless pirate section."

"Oh, we got rid of that section," Lee said, waving a hand. "Got rid of it this morning."

Adah's just just dropped, in the mockery of a gasp. "You couldn't have!" she commented, astonished. "I needed that section."

"What for?" Lee asked, frowning with great exaggeration. "There's no need for shirtless pirates in the library. That's just obscene."

"How can you say that?" Adah argued lightly back. "I might have a very crucial report involving shirtless pirates. Is it really that far out of the realm of possibility, Mister I'm-Taking-A-Class-on-Modeling?"

"What kind of class makes you write a report on shirtless pirates?" Lee asked, ignoring the new name she'd given him. "I mean, really. That's just foolish."

"It's for..." Adah faltered a little bit as she tried to think of something. It was difficult, thinking of something with the classes she had. There was the chance to put emphasis on statistics for Mathematics, or a new pirate worshipping cult for Religion, but...

"An independent study."

At least that could be a fairly truthful answer.

"An independent study," he repeated slowly. "Really, how much research can you do on shirtless pirates? They're very...one dimensional."

"You'd be surprised," was all Adah allowed herself to reveal, a slightly devious curve to her crooked smile.

"I shredded all those books," he said upon seeing her smile. "Into tiny pieces."

"I have a lot of work ahead of me, then," Adah reasoned airily. "Taping all those tiny pieces back together for the preservation of knowledge, and you. A shame to library aides everywhere, for such intention destruction of it. That's far worse than when I put all the books in the wrong spots for the hell of it."

"I know, I know, I'm so mean," he said, shrugging. "And you won't be able to tape the pieces back together. I buried them."

Adah quirked an eyebrow at that. "Buried them?" she repeated, leaning forward with an accusing glint in her eye. "You mean like treasure?"

He frowned and shook his head. "No, I mean like...old pieces of paper that I didn't want to stain a trash bag with."

"How could paper stain a trash bag?" Adah asked, chuckling a little, and then she shook her head. "You know what? I'm sensing some resentment here, I think."

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