It was a warm June morning, but LJ and Zofia were inside, watching television.

"You know, sitting inside watching TV is getting pretty boring," said LJ. "You wanna do something else?"

"I guess we could go out for some fresh air?" Zofia suggested.

"Okay." replied LJ.

They soon turned off the TV and went to get out of the house to explore. However, they didn't notice that a rainstorm would be coming which was on the TV just before they shut it off.

"I wonder what exactly could we do while we're out here today...?" LJ said. "The problem with infinite possibilities is that it's so hard to choose."

"I dunno, I just thought we could take a stroll around until we saw a place come up that we could maybe visit." Zofia shrugged to her brother.

"Alright, works for me." LJ replied, and they both set off.

Nothing seemed to be happening for a while and they didn't seem to see anybody that they knew. It seemed to be a normal day until they heard some rumbling.

"Was that your stomach?" LJ asked.

"I was gonna ask you that..." Zofia said.

The two kids looked up, and saw that dark clouds were gradually filling the sky.

"Looks like it's gonna rain," LJ replied. "And us without umbrellas!"

"We should've checked the weather before we came out here." Zofia said sheepishly to her brother.

"No kidding," LJ replied. "Not to mention we most likely couldn't make it back to the house before we get soaked to the bone."

"I'm sorry, LJ." Zofia frowned.

"It's not your fault, Sis," replied LJ. "Let's just find somewhere to get outta the rain and wait out the storm!"

Zofia and LJ began to ran all around the best that they could until they soon found a library and went to go hide out in it, but they weren't alone. They soon all ran inside as it poured down raining like buckets of water dropped from the sky with a lightning strike behind them as soon as they came into the building.

"Whew...that was a close one..." LJ panted.

"Yeah..." Zofia added before looking over to the boy who was with them who had blonde hair and glasses. "Um...?"

"Uh, hi..." The boy said as he hadn't seen them before. "I don't think I've seen you guys before."

"Heh... We could say the same about you." Zofia replied.

"I'm LJ, and this is my sister Zofia," introduced LJ. "And you are...?"

"Oh, uh, Richard," The boy replied. "Richard Tyler."

"Nice to meet you, Richard," LJ replied. "Guess we're all stuck here until the storm clears up..."

"Yeah, I guess... I don't mind though," Richard gave a small smile. "I like the library."

"You seem like someone who would." Zofia replied, though not to tease.

The library seemed to be empty like they were the only ones there.

"Hello?!" Richard soon called out.

"At least the place has good acoustics..." LJ remarked.

They wandered around a bit until a bright light soon came on in the far corner of the room and someone was coming from the light.

An old man appeared to come on, wheeling a book cart over as he seemed to be hard at work. He soon saw that he had company which was a bit surprising for him. Eventually, the lights came on as he then approached the kids, rather curiously.

"Must be surprised not to see kids on their devices or something." Zofia said to the boys.

"In this day and age?" asked LJ. "I gotta say, I don't blame him."

The man continued to approach them as he appeared to be whimsical. "Welcome to the library, my children," he then said, shaking their hands. "Don't tell me; you're here for a special book."

The three kids looked quite curious.

"Mister-" Richard spoke up.

"Stop, stop, stop. Allow me to guess," The man replied. "I have a talent for guessing what people need. You're in need of... A fantasy. Brave knights, mythical fairies, ferocious dragons."

"Look, all I want is-" Richard replied.

"Adventure!" The man beamed which excited Zofia. "Of course. You're some kids who love adventure! Brimming with wicked demons, cut-throat pirates-"

"That sounds awesome!" Zofia beamed.

"That actually sounds exciting!" LJ added.

Richard looked a bit overwhelmed on the other hand. "No, no, that's not it."

"Horror!" The man then suggested as lightning illuminated over his face as he backed them up to the front desk for the librarian. "Horror! Evil demons! Wretched monsters! Haunted houses! Graveyards!"

"Oh, I think Mother would love that." Zofia replied.

LJ nodded in agreement.

"Yes. It's horror for you, my children," The man told them. "I'm sure of it. Your library cards, please?"

"We don't have any." Richard replied.

"You do now," The man told them, bringing out three blank cards for them. "Sign here."

LJ and Zofia quickly signed their names on their pieces of paper, though Richard was a bit hesitant to sign his. Richard glanced to the eccentric man.

"Richard Tyler," The man gave a small smile, showing the library card to the boy. "Consider this your passport to the wonderful, quite unpredictable world of books."

LJ and Zofia smiled hopefully to their new friend.

"But I don't want any books," Richard told the strange man. "That's what I'm trying to tell you. I only came in here 'cuz of the storm."

"You mean you don't need-Oh," The man replied as he soon walked off from the young boy. "I see."

"B-But we wouldn't MIND any books!" LJ called out. "Might help take our minds off the storm!"

"Yeah!" Zofia smiled. "Come on, Richard. Books are good for ya!"

"Is there a phone where I can call my parents?" Richard asked.

"Through there," The man replied, gesturing to many bookshelves with hundreds and hundreds of books that could rival the Beast's castle. "Proceed in a northeasterly direction until you get to the rotunda, and from there head west through the fiction section. And you'll find it. A public telephone. You can't miss it."

"Thank you, Mr..." Zofia said before checking the name plate as the man sat behind it. "Dewey. Huh. Like the Dewey Decimal System."

"Huh...maybe this could be interesting." LJ replied as he, Zofia and Richard went off in search for the public phone.

"I don't believe it..." Zofia beamed, sounding like Belle right now. "I've never seen so many books in all my life!"

"Can you imagine if Felicity were here to see this?" asked LJ.

"I think she would love this too, Brother." Zofia smiled.

"I know I do!" LJ replied as they both looked on at their surroundings in abject wonder.

Richard went to find the phone as they explored the thousands of books. They soon all explored before finding what looked almost like a coliseum in the far back corners of the library.

"Wooow!" The kids said in amazement, looking up to the ceiling to find fantastical murals above them depicting all sorts of storybook adventures.

They saw pictures of menacing pirates, Captain Ahab chasing after Moby Dick, and a scientist who appeared to be Dr. Jekyll with Mr. Hyde's monstrous shadow right behind him.

"Jeez..." Richard whispered to himself.

They then saw an ancient and wise wizard in the pictures before Richard yelped as he slipped from the tiny rain puddle he had tracked onto the floor before hitting his head on the hard floor.

LJ reached down to help him up. "You okay there, buddy?" he asked.

"Ugh... My head..." Richard groaned a bit groggily.

"Ooh, that looked a bit painful," Zofia said. "I think you'll be alright though."

The library suddenly seemed pitch dark and it was just the three of them.

"Whoa, who turned out the lights?" asked LJ. "The lightning must've knocked out the power."

"Hello?!" Zofia soon called out. "Mr. Dewey?!"

The only response she heard was her echo as they soon looked all around the room. They soon saw green splatters at first before they soon saw other colors such as blue and yellow. The mural above them appeared to be melting and dissolving.

"Wait...what's going on?" asked LJ, looking up. "That mural looks like it's melting right off the ceiling!"

"I don't like this." Zofia said, suddenly feeling anxious.

The paint soon leaked down and some got onto them almost like it was raining paint.

"We have to get to higher ground!" LJ exclaimed. "Or else we might drown in this paint rain!"

"Why couldn't it had been chocolate rain?" Zofia sighed slightly.

They soon ran off through the bookshelves from the paint rain. The paint seemed to form in the shape of a dragon who soon snarled and chased after them.

"I guess this is why they say Reading Rainbow!" Zofia cried out.

LJ yelped as they ran for their lives. As the paint splattered, the room around them began to change somehow.

"Help! Mister, Mister, where's the exit?!" Richard cried out as they ran, unable to find Mr. Dewey.

Everywhere they ran, there was only paint, and they were soon engulfed by the colorful mess.