 Teapot Occamy| gryphons&giraffes&goats,OH MY | chaser of the truth | flutiful❧
Penelope could smell freshly baked buns. She had no idea why anyone would be baking in the library, as Mr. Kitridge seemed to think, but it smelled really good, so she followed the rest of the crowd searching for the source of the smell.
Arriving at the restricted section, she found that the smell did not seem to lead to real baked goods, but that was okay. She enjoyed the smell more than eating anyway. "Mmm, smels good." It seemed that the smell was coming from the book. Books were good. A book that smelled like freshly baked goods! Could this get any better?
Somewhere in the back of her mind she was aware that the book was dangerous and it was trying to lure her in with the smell, but the logical part of her mind was overpowered by the alluring smell of the book. Sniffing the air, she stepped closer to the book.
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