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It was true the University had a library with many scholarly books, but the public library had the newest science-fiction releases.

Gaster read a great deal; he had always enjoyed books, and although most of the time he spent was reading non-fiction and scholarly articles and his student’s essays on scientific theory, he prefered to spend his off-hours reading a good, nonsensical book about what the humans thought of as “magic” and “highly advanced technology” or a combination of the two.

The new release of his favorite series had just been released and he hoped the library would still have a copy.

“Hm? Aria? Is something the matter?”

“Oh, hello-a! I’ve never-a seen-a you-”

Wait. Wait a second. This particular child seemed VERY familiar to him, and by that, I mean VERY. ( Familiar in a bad way, of course. ) Was this child, Wendy? One of Koopa’s “kids?” Yeah, with that look, she had to be. Mario didn’t want to pull any aggression on her, because if she really WAS Koopa’s kid, she could call for Lord Lizard-Lips. And he REALLY wasn’t in the mood to deal with Bowser now.

Send “Examine!” and an item or person and I’ll write an RPG description of it/them.

→★ Captain’s observation log, entry #37; Penny

|| aaahhh it’s good to be back! ||

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Universe hopping might just become a hobby of theirs. Dove didn’t mind the adventure, in fact they welcomed it with open arms like many things. Still, they couldn’t help the gnawing feeling inside of them every time they go somewhere new. 

They knew no one. Unfamiliarity hung over them like a heavy lead curtain as they found the nearest tree to huddle under. 

“Stay positive, stay positive, stay positive.” They chant under their breath so very low they were unsure if they even heard themselves. 

Okay so maybe they were in some land that wasn’t their surface, but at least it wasn’t the underground anymore! That’s some positive thinking. And they had their backpack still with some snacks! The thought brings a small smile to their face as they grab the backpack that laid beside them and opened up the zipper to snatch a bag full of homemade butterscotch cinnamon cookies made by their mom.