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"What a nice day." Deet said plainly, wearing his store's apron as he carried another box of books up from the first floor to the second. Once a book got too old, or if a book was worth a lot (in one way or another), Deet put it up on the second floor of the shop. The first floor was reserved for the average, boring novels and stuff. Luckily, Deet had managed to make it so they only sold books: Not a single magazine in sight! He took great pride in that, really.

"Uh-huh!" Nihilo agreed, the snake boy carrying a much smaller box filled with children's books up the stares as well. He really wasn't helping much, but helping in the shop really was a good bonding thing for the two of them. Besides, it kept him out of trouble and away for the TV. That had to be good parenting.

Deet put the last box down, and watched as his son carefully put his box on top. "Heh heh, good job." Deet said, patting his son on the head affectionately, before picking him up and carrying him down the stairs, mostly just to show off.

Deet put his kid back on the floor, smiling up at his (very short) new customer. He looked like the average customer of a book store, which was nice from the average Gaian who looked like some sort of all-black thing vomited on them. "Welcome to the Cat's Eye Bookstore. How can I help ya?" Deet asked pleasantly.

Nihilo smiled to the customer as well, though kept quiet and slightly behind his father. Apparently his change made him just a little less social than he was as a baby.

"Le Morte D'Arthur? Oh, yeah, you're in luck," Deet added, even though he said that to just about every customer, "We have a few copies. Hard-cover alright or do you prefer paper-back?" Deet asked, heading to the cash-register and pulling out his old-fashioned stock book. He owned a computer, yes, but apart from buying stuff and solitaire, he had no idea how to use it. The entire stock of the store was kept in the large, barbaric-looking book.

Nihilo's face brightened as he saw the webbed fingers of the teenager. "I-Its Nihilo." the boy said, introducing himself to the elder Sin'Aeis.

"I like your hands!" the scaley boy said happily. Kind of direct-to-the-point, but hey, in his own way it was a compliment!

"Hardcover...Hardcover...Got it!" Deet said, tapping his finger twice on the book, walking over to a book-shelf and pulling out a copy. Ah, freshly printed, perfect binding still in tact. Deet was openly a hopeless bibliophile.

"Wow! Cool! My dad can do that, too!" Nihilo said, wearing a large smile now. He liked this Flitch guy, he was cool. There was also this air of familiarity that made Nihilo feel just a wee bit easy.

Deet smiling, watching from the safety of the cash register. He trusted this Flitch kid. At the very least he knew he had solid taste in books.

"No problem." Deet said, happy to be of service to his customer, though he kept the book out of reach, "Just make sure your little brother doesn't trash this one." The large cat man said, honestly concerned for the books well being. A bit odd, yes, but in a way he was just saving the poor boy some money.

"Dad! Flitch can do funny things with his ears too!" Nihilo said excitedly.

"Oh, thats good, thats good." Deet nodded, finally handing over the book. He wasn't sure what destroyed the last copy...He said it was his little brother, but it sounded more like a dog. Yeah, dogs had no respect for books. Or nice shoes, for that matter, but thats another story entirely.

While his father had a deep inner discussion on why dogs suck, Nihilo was being much more social with the customer. "So, what book is that?" Nihilo asked, already forgetting the name of the novel. It had a really important name, though.

"Sure!" Nihilo said, clearly showing his excitement. He took a few steps forward, looking at the pictures of the heroic King Arthur. Nihilo was proud: he could even read some of the words under the picture! Deet had been teaching him how to read in their spare time.