The Disorienting Library

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 1... ℑ𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰.. 𝔄𝔫 𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔩 𝔏𝔦𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔶?

"Oh Amara! Did you grab my gun?"

If I had gotten the gun I would've shot you with it to end your catchphrase, but you're lucky that you're my cousin. "I'm so sorry Bisna, but I got lost and found someone who needs more help than your gun, sorry if I sound so frustrated it's been a long day after the frog incident." I really didn't want to sound frustrated but almost crying about the boy on the street and the billions of frogs that I spent my day getting rid of.

"OH AMARA! Look at his little face!" Bisna proceeded swoop him out of my arms and hugged him. "Oh Amara! How did you come across him!" Bisna sounds like a broken record... I can't help but grin though, she seems upset about the frog incident being out of her control but now she is smiling from ear to ear. "Please be careful with him, he hasn't spoken to me at all." I calmly address, "Also he is a bit scratched up."

"Oh Amara! I'll patch him up!" I watched as Bisna scrambled behind the counter and grabbed a small first aid kit. She carefully patched up his face and finally decided to speak to him. "Hey little guy, I'm Bisna, this may seem like a library, well it is, but it's our hideout." She began to reveal our 'Super Secret Agent Hideout' which she called it that because she thought it sounded amazing, besides that she also said that we must keep it a secret so our target don't find out they are being tracked down. "We track down people that are kind of like serial killers, well most of them are murders-" Bisna sucks at explaining things. Let me explain it better.

This library is our hideout, we are agents who do what the police don't. We also use specialized magic to help track and kill. Doesn't sound like a job for someone like me but it makes perfect sense. Currently inside the library not on a mission is me and Bisna. There is more of us but they like to stay busy and try new things. Bisna is as enthusiastic as it gets. The reason I'm still in this job is to take care of Bisna, after all, who else would.

Whoops, I was in thought to long- I need to be enthusiastic like Bisna! No more being depressed! Speaking of Bisna, she was still on the floor trying to get the kiddo to talk to her. "Hey Bisna. Why don't we let him stay here, he doesn't seem like a threat, also he seemed like nowhere else was going to let him in." I really wanted to investigate him more as well, but that sounds creepy if I state that out loud.
"Oh Amara! Can we really! But wait, what if he has a family that misses him? That would be considered kidnapping." Bisna said casually. She has a point.

I crouch down beside Bisna and faced the small boy. "Hey kiddo, could you answer me something?" The boy looked at me and for once, nodded. Finally, maybe I can get some answers! "I can bring you home, do you have a family you can go back to?" I questioned. The boy looked at me, and slowly shook his head. 'So he was alone...' I quietly think to myself, 'what if he does have a home and just doesn't want to go back?' I thought for a moment, "Is there anywhere for you to go?" Bisna asked calmly. He shook his head again. "Would you like to stay here?" Bisna asked suddenly hyper again. This time he nodded his head happily. "Oh Amara! I can make him a room! And we can be best friends!" Bisna was to happy, we don't even know if he was lying. If he was lying we could be trialed for kidnapping, I could probably get away though, so I guess this is fine.

Bisna was doing a little happy dance, almost like a chicken. The little boy was bouncing up and down to, never one changing expression from a smile. I guess this is fine. Look how happy they are. Hopefully everyone else is okay with this, better enjoy this happiness while I can.

"Let's go to the basement, that's where we live basically." I said, leading the little boy to the basement door with a jumpy Bisna running ahead to open it. We headed down and I showed him the wooded kitchen. "Oh Amara! That reminds me of how hungry I am!" Bisna suddenly yelled making the boy jump. Ignoring Bisna I gave the boy pudding because it annoys her. "Oh Amara! What betrayal! Where is my pudding!" Bisna cried. "If you want pudding that badly the fridge is full of it." I smiled at her, gotta take care of you cousin y'know, especially after kidnapping- I mean letting a stranger live with us with barely any hesitation. I mean I kinda just let it happen didn't I, that conversation was already over. Moving on.