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The Library - Special Collections

The library was quiet and calm during the semester break. It could gather its energies and be ready for the sudden influx of students come the start of the new term.

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Marty cocked his head to the side as he read the words in the sky. A small and sad little whine erupted from his throat.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask for permission, I'm just trying to find the book that will change Angela back to normal. You know her? She's the one with the dyed red hair? She's been changed into an Angela from a different timeline and *our* Angela is stuck... well stuck someplace we can't find her."

Marty's conversation has become a series of very pathetic whines and heartwrenching howls.

Marty then slowly made his way back to where he had dusted the fingerprint dust and did his best job of cleaning it up by backing up to the books and dusting it off with his tail.

The Library had enough stories of true love within it that it understood Marty's plight. Unfortunately, it had enough other stories within it that it also understood that there should be obstacles to overcome.

~~The Library might also be said to have a malicious sense of humor.~~

Something shiny and red sparkled off to Marty's left, down on one of the lower bookshelves. But not the lowest bookshelf. Whatever it was, Marty would have to work to reach it.

Distracted by the "Ooo! Shiny!" Marty trotted over to the bookshelf and scrambled up the side to see what it was.

He fell down twice before actually getting up there.

Each time Marty barked a curse for having such stubby legs.

When he finally got up there he found two ruby slippers.

If a dog could roll his eyes, that's pretty much what he did. "Now you're just playing with me, right?" he barked.

A flying monkey swooped down and threw a book at Marty's head.

Hard.

The book bounced off his head and Marty fell to the ground with a little dog yelp.

Shaking his head, Marty looked at the title of the book and rolled his eyes again. He picked up the book in his teeth and trotted over to his back and dropped it in.

He then scrambled back up the bookshelf and knocked off the ruby slippers to the ground. Marty took two trips to pick up each slipper and drop them into his bag ~~resisting the urge to chew on them~~.

Taking the bag handles in his teeth, Marty started heading back to the entrance, following the path of his own scent.

The sun was setting. The stars were beginning to show near the horizon. The cawing of ravens had grown louder, and the winged monkeys had begun to fly as fast and as far away from the growing darkness as possible.

Seeing the change in the environment, Marty got a cold chill down his back. His hackles raised, Marty barked once and started sprinting to the exit door.

The darkness descended quickly, almost catching Marty in its edges as it inched forward along the bookshelves of Special Collections.

A glowing neon "EXIT" sign appeared as Marty ran towards the door. Something reached and grabbed for Marty's tail.

Marty felt something grab his tail and yelped as he felt something burning back there.

He almost dropped the bag carrying Angela's books, but was able to snatch it quickly and bounce out the door before anything else could get him.

Marty panted on the floor of the main library room, catching his breath. He then spent ten minutes instinctively licking his singed tail.

When he was finally done with his tail-care, he picked up the bag in his mouth and headed toward the main library door.

Jumping up he hit the handicap door opening switch, grabbed the bag in his teeth and trotted outside and went to look for Angela.

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