Fort KiVin Vs The Librarian

The words the Librarian spoke barely registered in Vin's mind, panic overwriting any other feeling or reaction. This tall, scary keeper of the times had torn down their safe haven, and was coming for them next. Vin retreated further behind their wings, starting to shake and brace for what might come-

Wait. Waitwaitwait. The pupblob pulled their head-wing's back a little, taking control of their thoughts before the worst was assumed. The Librarian was only seeming upset about the missing book. And Kiv was sticking up for them both! Vin felt a bit of pride in their sibling grow a bit, watching him try and take the blame for their disruptions. But it was as much Vins fault as it was Kivs, so with a shaky voice, the pupblob spoke up as well.

"W-w-we can clean this up." Vin began, taking a step out from under the table to address the Librarian. "And...and m-maybe we c-can help sssome other way? Surely there's some-someway we can help! Right, Kiv?"

The faintest smirk tugged at the corner of the Librarian's lips before her face turned slightly less stern, her voice almost dismissive. "I suppose I am a little behind putting some of these on the shelves, and some others need binding still." Ok, he thought, that sounded reasonable. Vin's shakes had subsided, and he moved over to Kiv to start moving one of their fallen fort pillows back where it belonged. "Right then, off you go, get to it." The Librarian spoke as she walked away, seeming satisfied. One hand stayed in place for just a moment, giving a 2 fingered wave at the duo before snapping back to her 'wrist'.

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Well then, it was decided. Vin thought about asking Val and Vana for help, but quickly pushed that thought aside. It was their mess, and they'd clean it up. The pupblob happily supported Kiv, leaning a bit into him as well into a sort of hug. "I think we're both gonna learn today, Kiv." They replied with a gentle smile. "But first things first, let's get our fort cleaned up." Moving slowly so Kiv had time to adjust or move with them, Vin got to work.

Vin worked in unison with Kiv, moving pillows from under the table as a team and getting them back where they belonged. Once that was done, they took some of the books in their mouth (making several trips as necessary) and set the books on a table close to some shelves. The book here seemed to be alphabetical, no other sorting method they could discern, so they did the best they could to move books onto the shelf as nearly as possible.

When their mouth was free, Vin was chatting with Kiv. "If we have to ask that tall lady, I don't think we'll get in trouble or anything. She wants us to help, so I'm sure she'd rather show us how to do it right?" Vin seemed exceptionally at ease while sorting books and rearranging pillows, almost like the task and Kivs company were distracting them from any of their previous anxiety. "In any case, she seemed more upset about the book...I'm wondering...would she have cared at all if it was just a pillow fort?" The pup continued to return Kivs physical shows of affection as well, gently nudging him or brushing up as they moved past.

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