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The Librarian: Retelling Of Famous Books

What if I told you that you could go into your favourite story? The Librarian is a job that has been passed down since time forgot. To go into books using magical keys, to sort out businesses and keep trouble away from original timelines. The names, Ava. The games, Books.

Thelzybookworm · Fantaisie
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Please Sir Can I NOT Have Some More Part Two

Still couldn't find Oliver anywhere. I'm pretty sure we just gone round in circles though. We've been through the market for what felt like the hundredth time.

"The hell are we suppose to do now?!" I hear from Olivia as we enter the beach.

"Olivia mind your damn language!"

"You mind your damn language"

The cheek of this girl! I need to tell her off. Then I remembered something. I'm not good with kids!

"Your the babysitter!" She moans, dropping herself in the sand.

"I didn't know we were gonna get stuck in the middle of a Book with your brother missing did I?!" My anger exploded at her, finally. I am actually so worried for poor Oliver, I see it in Olivia's eyes too.

The professor was right about one thing. I didn't loose the kids. I just lost ONE kid. I sigh and held my nose with my forfingers trying to figure something out or even use my weird powers i had. I got nothing.

"Look let's try calling out to him again and l'll see if I can figure something out in an hour" I state and added a sigh. We take turns to shout his name over and over.

"OLIVER" Olivia shouts.

"OLIVER" I shout. This goes on for another few rounds. I freeze. My eyes go wide.

"Shitokimuahrooms" I whisper before grabbing Olivia and hiding behind the nearest bush I can find.

"Don't say a word" I tell her as I peaked my head out the bush. Olivia did the same. She saw from really far, a young man who looked a little like that young girl in the wedding dress. Olivia didn't know but i did. It was Tybalt. My librarian senses were telling me it was Tybalt.

"Tybalt! We can't mess with him, he's bad news" I say trying to hide myself from hyperventilating again. Too late.

"Eeeeehhh uhhhhh ehhhhh uhhhh" At least Tybalt can't see or hear us I kept saying in my head over and over again while this little piece of poo next to me pulls a face, giving me judging looks as I try and calm myself down. After a few minutes I finally calm myself down.

It had been around an hour since we both gathered wood and made a fire, decidedly we thought to stay on the beach until we figured something out. Wrapped up in out coats. Still worried but hopeful that we WILL find little Oliver.

"It's getting dark soon" Olivia mentioned. I hear rustling but don't think she did.

"Shhhh do you hear that?" I quickly say in a whisper, getting up and trying to listen to where the noise is coming from. As the sound got closer towards us, Olivia grabbed onto my jacket, almost squishing my arm. My librarian senses tingled all over as a hand touched my shoulder, i jump ready to turn and fight.

I turn. I don't fight.

"Nurse!" I smiled and looked down.

"OLIVER!" Both me and Olivia say in unison. As we both grabbed him from the nurses hand and hugged him so tightly he started fidgeting and gasping for air.

"Sorry" i muttered and let go as Olivia just pretended not to care. 

"Ye small child looked stranded wearing funny clothes like you 2 so i wondered around looking for you"

"Thank you so much nurse" i reply, also stating to her we should be heading home and to not forget to deliver the letter to Romeo in person, we said our goodbyes and wondered back to the wardrobe.

Did I just go in a crossover adventure? Romeo and Juliet and Oliver Twist. Wow! Now that WAS a twist! Ha!

"Ow you stepped on my foot"

"Shut up"

"Move!"

"Ow"

"Get off"

We all fall out of the wardrobe and see the professor holding an apple.

"You'd never guess where we've been!" I say, realising im craving an apple. 

He threw the apple into my hands as I catch it.

"Try me!" He smirks. Knowing damn well that people crave apples after they go in and out this special wardrobe. Professor you got a lot of explaining to do.