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fandomhigh2019-06-03 12:13 pm
intotheout) wrote in fandomhigh2019-06-03 12:13 pm
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Library, Monday
So class had been adorable today, what with Stance running around making sure everyone had the best sticks! and then enthusiastically breaking their stick race because he wanted to make sure they all got their sticks back. Really, class had been adorable today, what with Stance. Tip was all set to just call this week the cutest week ever -- until she got to work and the quiet of the Library and after about twenty minutes realized she could hear singing.
Just barely, mind you. It was muffled and slightly echo-y, like she was hearing someone talking in another room through the ventilation system. Which she supposed was exactly what she was hearing. Whether it was gremlins or maybe mice living in the walls, she couldn't be sure. It wasn't like she knew what gremlin or mouse voices were meant to sound like.
At first it was just one voice, rather lovely for all that she was pretty sure it was coming from an animal classified as "vermin", singing a song she couldn't quite recognize. Then more and more joined in, until it reached a rousing chorus. Tip madly looked up the lyrics she could hear on her phone.
"Take a look at this, Bill," she said. Bill (who was not blessed with human speech, what with being a robot) buzzed over, trailing curious bubbles. "It's a union song." She looked over at the nearest grate. ". . . I can't decide if that's awesome or really, really creepy."
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Just barely, mind you. It was muffled and slightly echo-y, like she was hearing someone talking in another room through the ventilation system. Which she supposed was exactly what she was hearing. Whether it was gremlins or maybe mice living in the walls, she couldn't be sure. It wasn't like she knew what gremlin or mouse voices were meant to sound like.
At first it was just one voice, rather lovely for all that she was pretty sure it was coming from an animal classified as "vermin", singing a song she couldn't quite recognize. Then more and more joined in, until it reached a rousing chorus. Tip madly looked up the lyrics she could hear on her phone.
"Take a look at this, Bill," she said. Bill (who was not blessed with human speech, what with being a robot) buzzed over, trailing curious bubbles. "It's a union song." She looked over at the nearest grate. ". . . I can't decide if that's awesome or really, really creepy."
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