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fandomhigh2019-03-11 10:44 am
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Library, Monday
The library was unmanned for a good chunk of Monday morning, the books sleeping in peacefully.
Then a vent by the circulation desk popped open, and out tumbled a snarling mongoose, a piece of gremlin scale still stuck to one of its claws.
The mongoose hit the desk and rolled off onto the chair -- and sat up as a nonplussed black girl.
"Well," Tip said. "That sucked." She shivered and looked down, then clamped both arms over her unfortunately naked chest. "And is still sucking."
A tiny silver bug came shooting out of the vent and ran straight into Tip's back.
"Bill! Oh thank god. Can you find me some clothes?"
Bill paused mid-bubble rant, and let out a soapy little sigh.
A few minutes later, Tip was wearing an only slightly see-through bubble dress and wishing her mongoose self had thought to keep her phone on her, so she could call someone with actual hands for help.
[I LIVE! Open!]
Then a vent by the circulation desk popped open, and out tumbled a snarling mongoose, a piece of gremlin scale still stuck to one of its claws.
The mongoose hit the desk and rolled off onto the chair -- and sat up as a nonplussed black girl.
"Well," Tip said. "That sucked." She shivered and looked down, then clamped both arms over her unfortunately naked chest. "And is still sucking."
A tiny silver bug came shooting out of the vent and ran straight into Tip's back.
"Bill! Oh thank god. Can you find me some clothes?"
Bill paused mid-bubble rant, and let out a soapy little sigh.
A few minutes later, Tip was wearing an only slightly see-through bubble dress and wishing her mongoose self had thought to keep her phone on her, so she could call someone with actual hands for help.
[I LIVE! Open!]
