ᵒ⁸. ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ.

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༉˚*ೃ ᵒ⁸. 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒!



𝐀 𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 books slammed down in front of her. Sar coughed as dust rose in the air, choking her lungs, and she waved a hand before her face to clear the particles. "Sorry," said Steve apologetically, brows furrowed.

           Sar pushed them to the side of the library computer she was sat at. "Those are the only ones you could find?"

          "On interdimensional beings? Yeah." Steve placed his palms down on the table, gesturing casually to the large stack. "Monster manuals, mythology, science textbooks, science fiction novels, all there. Everything we could ever need." His finger pointed to the books proudly, shrugging as his mouth folded into a casual 'what-d'ya-know?', rubbing beneath his nose.

          Sar's eyes rolled, just a little. "Steve, we need real facts on this."

          Still with his hands braced on the table, Steve shook his head. He glanced around them quickly—maybe making sure no one he knew was catching him in a library. Then his eyes turned back towards her. "There are no real facts, Sar. There's never been an—" he quietened his voice to a hiss, "—interdimensional monster recorded. Or an alternate universe." He tapped the front cover of Frank Herbert's Dune, before brushing off some dust. "So these are the best bets we've got.

          Her eyes squinted at the heavy book in his hand. "I don't think you're going to find anything in Dune."

          "How can you be sure?"

          "Because the monster is certainly not a sandworm and I very much doubt it's a kangaroo mouse."

          Steve deflated, even despite the exasperated expression she was levelling her with. "Try to take this seriously, Sar," he sighed.

          Sar, despite everything, let out a short huff of air that was the equivalent of a laugh, at the absurdity of the situation. She shook her head. "I am. And this monster isn't going to be in Dune." Steve looked a bit downcast, chucked the massive book down onto the table with a loud thud. Several people in the library turned their way, and Sar and Steve both ducked their heads down. The tops of their heads were practically touching. "At least pick out a book which includes interdimensional travel, not space travel." She tapped at the glossy hardcover, glanced up at Steve with the edges of a smile lifting her lips.

𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 ,  steve harrington  ⁽ ¹ ⁾Where stories live. Discover now