Librarian Physique

A Story by Abishai100

An Earthling prince makes for bound-Romanticism with a gorgeous librarian in the Penn state area and makes discovery for what's simplified dodecahedrons.

An inventive romance of 'intelligence' on Earth (for mid-May),

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Amlan Satan found his way to a weekly visit to his fave university library in the Penn state are of incomplete-distances readings for media/traffic personality in the American Homeland for broad sports-fanfare commentary and books/adverbs of competition-culture when he met what he was convinced was a faerie-turned-Earthwoman named Ezzy. This changed his life, and he was sure he wanted to take his glasses-off and take Ezzy to Mardi Gras (somehow!).

EZZY: I've worked in this Penn-library for just 1 year, friend.

SATAN: You've got to come with me.

EZZY: To why?

SATAN: You're a faerie, and I know it.

EZZY: You're a fan of Notre Dame and Eagles and Boston Tea Party.

SATAN: Yeah, how'd you guess, Ezzy?

EZZY: I noted what you took-out for readings, Amlan Satan.

SATAN: This library's changed me...you're my banister now.

EZZY: How'd you like Mardi-Gras, Mr. Satan?
SATAN: You made it like ten-times more rich, Ezzy.

EZZY: I'm not a faerie, darn.

SATAN: Oh, whatever you say is fine (with me).

EZZY: You were quite the dashing masked-man in Orleans-street.

SATAN: You were the perfect faerie-costumed lunch lady (ok).

EZZY: We make a beautiful team (ok).

Why'd Amlan insist his lovely love librarian physique was somehow extra human (faerie)? Well, it didn't matter, for he fell in-love with her face and brain and not her physique, and he made 'toast' of the micro-miracle with a world-exchange 'reflection' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) and found a fortune-reading for (American Homeland) helmets.

AMLAN: To myself, I think, Ezzy is in deed a faerie (for bread/fruit!).