#tsum deuce

So I was at the library hoping to get some books on my current project for Magical History class, I was searching for a specific book for Shaftlands Traditions when I heard a loud squeak and a crash. Worried I rushed over thinking that a cat or something got squished, but to my surprise it was Tsum Deuce who was trapped under a pile of books. I quickly unearthed him before lifting him up from the wreckage “Are you okay Tsum Deuce?” I asked checking him over he had a bruise on his forehead, he sniffled squeaking in what sounds like pain. I hold him close as I helped place the books on the return cart noticing that some of them were books on how to make better study guides. Why would Tsum Deuce want these books, it didn’t make any sense. I carried him to my little study area that the librarian usually set aside for me and sat down placing him on the table to check his injury “Well it doesn’t look too bad, what were you doing with all those books?” I asked as Tsum Deuce squeaked bouncing. It made me wish I knew the Tsum language, but I just took out a bandaid that had black cats all over it and gently placed it on Tsum Deuce’s bruise. “There you go hopefully that bruise will go away soon, I’m sorry you got hurt” I said as I carefully picked up Tsum Deuce and hugged him.