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Library, Thursday All Day

There was a black and white kid in a black and white suit working in the library today. He bustled about getting his work done efficiently and with a smile on his face, just happy to be able to go to school in a place with a library that was this fantastic. And when the books acted up today, a bunch of vintage motorcycle magazines getting into a scuffle that left them dog-eared and worn, he just sighed, scolded the lot of them, and then set to work patiently smoothing out the creases in the pages.

This, of course, wasn't any different from any other Thursday. Evan still hadn't noticed that anything was amiss around the school. He was a tiny bit too antisocial for that sort of thing.

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"I already do plenty of reading," Evan pointed out with a wry little smile. "I love reading. But I... haven't ever had a chance to try bongos before."

There was probably a reason for that.

"Haven't ... tried ... bongos." You were breaking Victor's heart here, Evan!

Suddenly, he brightened, bent over and retrieved a set from his gray knapsack. (Of course he always carried them around; what kind of beat would he be, otherwise?) "Here. You tap-a-tap on these, I'll go find some poetry."

"Um... okay, Victor!"

Evan was really starting to wonder what kind of weirdness the island was throwing around today, yeah, but he didn't want to be rude, so he took the little drums, set them on the desk, and gave them an experimental tap-a-tap, just like he'd been instructed to do.

They had a neat sound to them, he had to admit, and he found himself smiling and just noodling around with rhythms while he waited for Victor to return.

A few minutes later, Victor returned with a small stack of paperbacks and a grin on his face.

"See?" he asked. "Totally makes any day a little bit better."

"They're kind of therapeutic," Evan laughed, giving another tappity-tap-tap for good measure. "Maybe I'll see if I can find a pair of my own, somewhere."

Oh, Uncle Cluster would be thrilled about that.

"You can make 'em out of oatmeal cartons," Victor informed him, sliding the drums back into his bag. "I'd give you these but they're my favorites, so.... anyhow, if you get some, we could do a drum circle. It'd be cool."

Evan was pretty certain oatmeal didn't come in containers quite like that these days, but he did a smile-and-nod combo all the same. It was probably for the best to humor the crazy, right?

"It sounds like fun," he decided. "I might end up having to eat a lot of oatmeal before I can manage getting a pair, but once I do, I'll be sure to let you know."

Humoring the crazy earned Evan an even huger smile. Victor was the happiest beat ever.

"That'll be neat," he said. "Stay cool and I'll see you later, okay?"

"Later," Evan replied, returning Victor's smile as he offered him his bongos back. "Let me know what you think of the poetry books when you're done them?"

With a smile like that, Evan was going to have to get some bongos now, wasn't he?

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