Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Morning [06/12].

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Libby's grandmother had been sending her a small weekly allowance, knowing that a little spending money could make living away from home a little easier, and she was mostly saving up that money for an emergency (or, if she was honest with herself, to maybe buy a new dress for the next school dance) or using it to buy stuff to make breakfasts and other meals in the common room. That morning, though, seeing as the nice little windfall was growing, she was a little tempted to head into town, into the pastry shop, and maybe treat herself to something that she might otherwise never splurge on.

But even as soon as she thought about it, she felt guilty about it. It was kind of selfish, wasn't it? Especially on a Sunday. Not to mention just sort of careless, not a very useful use of her funds at all.

There was, thankfully, a good solution to handling her sudden sweet tooth and her worry about being waste and self-serving, and that was obviously to just head to the store to pick up what she needed and make something, which would not only be more cost effective, but that she could share with everyone else, too.

And she had no doubt that the smell of cinnamon rolls baking in the common room would get at least a few people's attention.

She just hoped she didn't end up burning them, and had to remind herself to let them cool first before adding the icing.

[[ will work eat me? Probably! Will I let that stop me? Heck no! Open common room is open! ]]

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"Her Handsome Hero," Libby repeated, trying very hard not to sound too doubtful about that title; it sounded like it could have been one of Patience's teen romance novels, and those were honestly some of the worst books Libby had ever read.

She still read them, of course, because there wasn't much else to read. And if Belle liked King of the Bracelets, too, then Libby felt she could trust her on this, so she nodded.

"I'll definitely keep an eye out for it. ...and, yeah," she laughed a little, "probably find about a dozen more along the way!"

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"It's about a hero named Gideon," Belle said. Someday she'd name a kid after him! "He fights a giant spider, and an evil sorcerer, and he's terribly brave."

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"He'd have to be," Libby noted, "to take on those things! And Gideon is a good name for a hero, too. There's a prophet named Gideon in the Bible, actually. There's no spiders in any of his stories that I've heard, but he did have to deal with an evil priest named Aud who made the sun shine at midnight to convince the Israelites to worship his dieties over God."

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"Oh, I didn't know that!" Belle was not terribly familiar with any bible stories.
"An evil priest who could control the sun does sound at least a bit like an evil sorcerer. Perhaps I ought to look up that Gideon as well."

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Libby hesitated, just a moment, with that trepidation of not knowing how a person might react if she started to get a little religious on them, but it hadn't happened in a while. So she smiled eagerly.

"You should," she said. "The Bible has all sorts of really interesting stories in it, if you can manage to get through the way it's written. Some of it can be a little..."

How did one go about critique the writing style of God's own Word without blaspheming?

"Challenging. And if you do, and have any questions, I know it very well, so I could hopefully help answer them! Gideon's story is in the Book of Judges, Chapters..." She squinted a little, a stark reminder that she was getting a little rusty, Patience would never let her hear the end of it, "six through eight. I...think. No. Yes, that's right, six through eight."

[noonedecidesmyfate]

"I certainly don't mind a reading challenge," Belle said stoutly. "I'll look for your Gdeon this week, and the other books you mentioned. It will give me something to do on Thursday if the library hasn't got other plans for me."

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That that last part, Libby couldn't help grinning. "Have you ever," she had ask, "had the books turn into fruit on you? There was one time I went in and they'd all turned into oranges."

[noonedecidesmyfate]

"I heard about the oranges. I haven't had the books turn into fruit but there were flying apples the other day. And one day there was popcorn everywhere."

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"I actually did check out one of the oranges," Libby admitted, "just to see what would happen. It did turn back into a book, though, so I'm glad I never had the guts to bold enough to try and eat it...

"Popcorn in the library sounds like it would have been very difficult to clean up, though," she added, with a good deal of empathy because someone had definitely had to clean up after several little siblings with popcorn on far too many occasions.

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"The popcorn was easy enough to clean off the shelves but it was inside some of the books." Belle shook her head and gave a little sigh.

"I'm glad it was only the one day. And that you didn't eat the book even if it was an orange at the time."

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"It would have definitely led to an interesting new file at the clinic, probably," Libby noted, now wondering if she was going to be spending her own Thursday searching through the files for any 'eating books while they're food' incidents. "And at least it gives you something to look forward to, if you never know what's going to be waiting for you when you show up to work."

[noonedecidesmyfate]

There was almost certainly someone who had eaten a book regardless of whether or not the book was food at the time. There might very well be record of someone being bitten by books as well.

"It is something new every week," Belle agreed. "Days when nothing seems to be happening are rather disconcerting. I hope the clinic doesn't offer quite so many surprises."

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"So far," Libby said with a small giggle, "it's been mostly crab and gremlins and a lot of tongue depressers."

[noonedecidesmyfate]

"Oh I'm grateful we haven't had crabs in the library yet," Belle said.

But it could happen!

"We do have the occasional gremlin though they haven't bothered me as of yet."

That might also happen.

"Should I ask what happened with the tongue depressors?" Belle wasn't entirely sure what one was but she did have an educated guess as to what they were meant to be used for.