The two kids trolled into the small quizical building with much trepidation. This wasn't a normal day, so they weren't in a normal mood. This was a NEW day, so they were in a NEW mood. And neither of the scamps knew what to make of it.
Richie: "Hey 'rat. Why are we crashing this joint?" He was trying to sound "cool." It was the new Richie. Hopefully a bit better than the old one.
M-Rat: "Book lookin'" was all she said. She had aways been known for her brevity, thought the lingering guard bees fondly (and proudly). Oh, if only Nutty were here to see her now.
Richie: "Oh Mrat, if only Nutty were here to see us now."
M-rat "You're right chap, we are so NEW and smart. We even know how to enter the library now. Our friends the guard bees don't have to lead us, or sting us."
"I miss nutty," a p-asser-by sighed wistfully. Then left abruptly.
The 'twins' were squeemishly annoyed by this greasy nostalgia. "Eeeeew... its in my hair" exclaimed Richie. "Lets talk about soemthing else. Like toads."
"DAMN IT RICHIE WILL YOU LAY OFF THE FROG OBSESSION!!!!" intoned M-Rat, clearly at her wits' end.
"Hey 'Rat, I forgot why we are approaching the book-filled chamber." said Richie, ignoring the remark and choosing to silently deny any such thing as a silly frog obsession. Reaching into his bookbag he gave Toady a squeeze for reassurance. He wasn't an obsessive frog-lover, MargaRAT just had a few screws loose. He gave Toady (exactly) 5 more squeezes for good luck. Nasty old 'Rat, he thought defensively.
"Well Rich," the girl responded cheerfully, "We are going book lookin'."
"Oh," responded Richie.