Title: Bedtime Reading
Characters: The Librarian
Summary: When the workday is over, even the Librarian can find comfort in a good book.
Word Count: 219
Disclaimer: I don’t own Discworld, or the characters. They belong to the late, great, Sir Terry Pratchett.
“Oook.” The Librarian looked around himself with satisfaction. For once he had every book in its place and even those chained to the shelves were quiet, resting, no doubt dreaming of escape.
It was late, the last student had left for his bed, and for the moment there was nothing left to do. Opening a drawer in his desk, the Librarian selected a bedtime banana, fetched his favourite book from its shelf, and settled into the pile of old, patched, multicoloured blankets that constituted his bed.
Being a great ape was in some ways a vast improvement over being a human. Reaching the highest shelves had never been easier, and he got all the bananas he could eat. Sometimes there was other fruit too, and even the odd loaf of bread. It got a little lonely at times though; the books had become his closest companions and he’d spent many a long night browsing their pages.
He knew the contents of every book in the library by now, but this was the one he liked the best. Opening it, he leafed slowly through the pages, each one a colourful hand-painted illustration depicting the plants, birds, and animal life of the distant Howondaland jungles, and even though he’d never been there in person, it felt a little like going home.