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One day a monster named Hemlock walked into the library. "I sure could use some words to eat!" He exclaimed, proud of his absolute gluttony.
Down the central staircase ran the cutest book he had ever darn seen. She had gorgeous blue covers, trimmed with the fanciest gold he had ever laid his eyes upon. Despite being an obvious nerd for hanging around a library on a saturday, the legs supporting such a hefty hardcover were sleek and sexy, just as he liked them.
"Welcome welcome!" The petite book flapped, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Hemlock explained he came for a bit of lunch, shooing the little hostess off to fetch him a little something.
A short while later she returned, although overshadowed by a lil cutie that was barreling down the stairs.
"No food or drinks are allowed in the library!" Was the only thing to tumble out of those soft lips of theirs.
Before either party could react Hemlock had lifted them princess style.
"If I can’t consumate you here then let us depart!" He proudly stated as he spun out the door.
"But I’m a man!" The adorable shota librarian rasped, confused and disoriented.
"Hon hon hon, doesn’t matter to me!" And with that he was gone, running down the street with his beautiful bride in hand.
The novelette cried out, “Papa, no!” But it was too no avail. The last words her dear father were to ever utter rung throughout the halls for what seemed like eternity.
"You’ll never be The Librarian if you can’t keep from raising your voice young lady….!"
hon hon hon
I’m a legit writer okay
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