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Library, [04/24]

Jono didn't care that it was Easter. Jono's time on the island was running out, and so help him, he was going to open the bloody library today if it killed him.

... Which, he was beginning to think, it very possibly might. He'd been beaned by several puffed marshmallow bunnies and chicks on the way in, and there was plastic grass tangled up in his boots. They were nice boots, thank you. He didn't need green threads of plastic stuck up in them.

If it had only been that, he probably would have been okay. He might have managed to overcome his grumpiness and get on with his day. But when he got up from his seat to get a book to read, and then returned only to crush a creme egg into the arse of his trousers...

With the amount of ranting that he was doing, there was going to be a gaggle of little greenish lambs showing up in no time.

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Who sort of looks like the advertising industry's lame attempt to get goth kids to buy Easter candy, too.

Raven had gone by Jono's room earlier that morning and, finding him not there, decided to check the library to see if he was working despite the holiday. As she entered the library, she had a purple bunny peep in her hand and was giving it a curious look.

"Fandom seems to be raining sugary animals down upon us today," she said. "Though for some reason this one seems to be wearing a paper cloak."

//You know, Sunshine, I noticed th'marshmallow peeps. Got a tiny green chicken between the eyes on th'way here.//

And a smear of melted multicoloured marshmallow goo across his chest that only got worse the more grumpy he had gotten on his walk to the library.

//... Th'one you have is far cuter.//

It was a small purple Raven bunny!

Raven set the purple peep down on the front desk, then leaned across it to inspect Jono. She dipped a finger in said marshmallow smear and brought it to her lips, tongue darting out to taste.

"I am sorry," she said with a teasing smile. "But you do taste sweet."

//Don't get too used to it,// Jono replied with a tolerant roll of his eyes. //I'm not usually toasted marshmallow flavoured, luv.//

Fortunately.

//How's yer Easter going so far? Have you met th'lambs, yet?//

A few had gathered already, and were looking at them curiously.

Raven peered over the desk at Jono's lamb groupies. "I had not, though when I attempted to shower this morning, no water came out, only jelly beans," she said. "Are they related to the teal deer of the Preserve?"

Raven rarely made speeches, so she only saw the teal animals when others attracted them.

//They must be. I was working my way into a bit of a ramble about chocolate eggs, earlier...//

The seat of his trousers would never be the same.

//I didn't have th'jellybean problem. Haven't tried to shower yet. That's... probably for th'best.// Whenever he did get to the point where he was so dirty that a bit of sponging himself off wouldn't do, he tended to reduce the boys' bathroom into an instant sauna. Jellybeans would have spelled catastrophe.

A Jono coated with melted jelly beans would be sad indeed.

"Chocolate eggs?" Raven said curiously. She had been fortunate enough to not run into any of those yet.

//Er, well... yes. Chocolate eggs.// Awkward. //They sort of... appear on seats. When you stand up.//

HE DIDN'T PUT THEM THERE. DON'T LOOK AT HIM LIKE THAT, SHEEP.

//Which would've been nice to know about before I went and sat down on one of them, after th'fact. They're filled with... With sugary goo.//

There weren't really many other ways to explain that one away.

"Oh, no, that is unfortunate," Raven said, frowning. And good to know, because getting a chocolate gooey mess out of a black velvet skirt would be a bitch. Fandom could be so unkind to those of the gothy persuasion.

"Did you clean up already?" she asked. "Or do you need me to watch the books while you do so?" And again she envied Karla's powers in that she could likely just make such a mess vanish.

//... Would you? I got what I could with paper towel. I'm wearing leather, so at least it should wipe clean with a moist cloth, but I can't exactly spit on th'cloth to dampen it, either.//

See, he could always be asking you to just spit, Raven. It was fortunate that you'd offered to watch the books for him.

//... Don't sit in th'chair. It's a bit sticky.//

Raven moved behind the desk and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Take your time," she said. "I am certain I can manage the books and the lambs."

She'd try to find something to clean off the chair better as well, since she was Little Miss Helpful and all.

//Thank you, Sunshine. I might take a few minutes to try'n get th'marshmallow off, too...// Because he kind of looked like a candy store blew up on him. //If you read to th'lambs, they'll even keep you company while I'm gone.//

They were already kind of starting to wander off. There wasn't nearly enough ranting going on for them to remain interested.

Raven took a few moments to try to clean up the chair more (finally giving up and making a quick teleport to her room to get an old towel to place over it). As an experiment, she sat down, then stood up again and looked behind her. Just as Jono said, there was a chocolate egg there now, much to her amusement.

She removed the egg and set it on the desk, then carefully sat down again. The lambs that remained were looking at her expectantly. "I will read to you, if you would like," she told them. She really didn't have anything to rant about (other than the unfairness of graduation), after all.

Reaching for the nearest book, she opened it and began to read: "I shall never forget the first time I laid these now tired old eyes on our visitor. I had been left home by the family with the admonition to take care of the house until they returned. That is something they always say to me when they go out: 'Take care of the house, Harold. You are the watchdog.' I think it is their way of making up for not taking me with them. As if I wanted to go anyway. You cannot lie down at the movies and still see the screen. And people think you are being impolite if you fall asleep and start to snore, or scratch yourself in public. No thank you, I would rather be stretched out on my favorite rug in front of a nice, whistling radiator."

Give her a few more pages and she'd realize the subject of the book.

It was a few more minutes before Jono finally made his way back, his bottom nice and clean and his wrappings... more or less marshmallow-free. Cleaning them off had been a matter of thoroughly unwrapping himself and giving them some serious scrubbing under the running faucet, so he was still steaming a little as he made his way back into the library.

And kind of making an 'aww' face. She really was reading to them? He didn't have the heart to interrupt.

Give her a few more pages, and he'd realize the subject of the book, too.

Raven smiled at Jono as he returned, then continued to read. She'd finish this chapter at least, though when she got to the part about the discovery of the white juiceless vegetables and the two small holes in each one, and the cat's resulting suspicions, she had to pause and frown.

"A vampire bunny rabbit?" she said. "There can be no such thing."

[And now I disappear for a bit, but I shall return!]

//Children's literature,// Jono offered, bending over a little to try to get a look at the book. //Th'rabbit's a vegetarian, if I recall correctly...//

It had been ages since he'd read that book, himself.

//He's harmless.//

"I suppose so, if he is only eating vegetables," Raven said, a little skeptical. She approved very much of that, at least!

She closed the book and set it back down. "I did not intend to read to them about vampire bunnies. It was the first book I found." Thank you, library.

The library was a shit-disturber. Jono would be the first to tell Raven that on any given day.

//Th'bunny part is thematic, at least,// he offered. That helped, right?

"I prefer the marshmallow bunnies," Raven said, wrinkling her nose.

At least when they weren't pelting her boyfriend.

//Really? I could do without those ones, for whatever reason.//

Jono was being a smartass again. He reserved the right to be, on days when the island saw fit to pelt him with delicious things that he couldn't eat.

//Tell you what, Sunshine. You take th'marshmallows, and I'll take th'book with veg-sucking bunny rabbits, and we'll both be happy.//

"But I want you more than I wish for any type of bunny," Raven said. She managed a put-upon sigh; the vampire rabbit was strange, but not frightening, at least, so she could be humorous about it. "So if you come with vegetable-sucking vampire bunnies, then I must take those as well."

So long as they stayed away from her lunch.

//You know, that's practically begging for Fandom Island to turn me into a vampiric bunny before I graduate,// he mused.

He wasn't terribly concerned, really. Fandom had turned him into other people before, sure, but it had never turned him into an animal. He'd managed to get off light these past two years in that regard.

Raven rose from the chair, checking behind her and picking up the egg that appeared so that it wouldn't be accidentally squished. "Well," she said, setting the egg down on the desk, then stepping closer and slipping her arms around Jono's neck, "since I am a vegetarian, I will have plenty of vegetables to feed you at least."

It would be much better than Karla the very carnivorous kitty who had wanted her to take her hunting.

And as an added bonus, the Jono bunny wouldn't be able to mock people's tiny teeth!

//All things considered, I do rather appreciate how much feeding me you've actually done lately,// he noted, wrapping his arms around her waist. There were still little curls of steam creeping up from the edges of his wrappings, but if he focused on pulling the temperature down a bit, that wasn't a concern, either.

"I am glad I could spoil you," Raven said, closing her eyes for a moment to imagine a tender kiss.

"You deserve it, even if you think you do not," she said as she opened her eyes again.

//Well, it kept me from eating crayons all weekend,// Jono noted, a smirk settling in around the edges of his eyes as he leaned forward and thought a kiss right along back. //Though I don't think anything could've stopped me from th'candy apple I traded my crown for.//

Which had been entirely worth it.

//Still, I'm going to have to find some way to return th'favour.//

"You did teach me the meaning of swear words when I was transformed into a child the last time this happened," Raven pointed out with a smile.

It wasn't quite the same, she'd admit.

//Well, I taught you which ones not to say in polite company,// Jono replied with a little shrug of his shoulders. //Not entirely th'same, really.//

Though maybe a little weird, in retrospect.

"No, but you did satisfy my intense curiosity," Raven said. "And I was very grateful for that, even if I could not truly show it." Since she'd been such a somber child.

[*SIGH* Hitting post helps, really.]

The word was creepy, Raven. You'd been a creepy child.

//Well, then I'm glad,// Jono decided, vaguely bemused. //Though I must say, I do rather prefer teaching you things as you are.//

Way less creepy, for one. Way more sexy, for another.

She wasn't creepy! She was serious and emotionless and...all right, creepy.

"I enjoy learning from you the way I am," she agreed. "The things I learn now are much more interesting."

She sent him the feel of her nails on his back as a demonstration.

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