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Frit's tail could not help but swish back and forth a bit as she neared a bookstore she had never been to before. Bookstores were just the best when she was out hunting for information. The library would probably be better, easier, for her research projects, but bookstores came with surprises, and those were true treasures. The nightmare opened the door, and breathed in the smell of well kept books. She grinned and went straight for the non-fiction section. As of yet she had collected 47 books on plants in the down bellow, and she thirsted for more. The nightmare went along the isles, tapping a finger gently on each book as she read its title and author. Art section? Nope. Cooking? Closer. Gardening! The nightmare grinned as she leaned in, inspecting the books. She already had copies of a few of the shelved books, and tapped each one lovingly as she recognized old friends. Finally, she came upon a book she had not seen before, and she stopped to admire its binding before pulling it out. The book felt soft in her hands, and she ran a hand along the cover, admiring the gold printed words. Happily, the nightmare made her way to the counter, where another woman was reading, a smile on her face.

Frit put the book on the counter, and cocked her head to the side, reading the other woman's book's title. "I take it you've got a good there, right? Whats it about?" Frit asked, grinning at the enjoyment the book was giving the other nightmare.

Frit brought her hand up to her mouth, thinking a bit. She wanted research material books, in fact she hadn't really read anything in the fantasy, horror, fiction setting at all. Might be worth a try. "Im looking to be a botanist, mainly, so i kinda keep my nose in those sorta books." Frit thought for a second. "But i was going to invite some friends camping next weekend. Kinda hard to study in the dark... and they been complaining i study too much, so do you have any books with good campfire horror stories?" Frit grinned. Her friends had been calling her a bookworm, and antisocial just because she put a lot of time into her studies, but a good horror story to scare their tails off would fix that, wouldn't it? "Something to keep them up all night." Frit grinned, imagining them not sleeping a wink with a scary story in their heads. It was all in good fun, and maybe to get them back for the water bucked on top of the door prank.

"Humm..." Frit looked the two books over. She didn't have that much pocket change, so she was pretty sure she was going to go with the paperback, but the hardcover one looked so professional. Frit loved the hard bound books, and ones that still used thread to hold the pages together. It made them smell more authentic. "Do you have any ideas as to which is "scarier"? If that can be measured. Does the older one's stories have more cultural history to them or something?" The questions started coming, and Frit's curiosity kept them coming. She would have worried about if she was boring the other nightmare, but there were questions on her mind, and she was hungry for answers. "Are the stories in the older book also older? It would be pretty cool to compile "scary stories" from all the other nightmare cultures, see them side by side. Like, is what scares a litch similar to what scares an imp? Is the paperback book full of stories just as old, yet simply copied over to newer parchment? Hum, what culture do you think has the scariest of stories?" Frit paused a second, and gave the woman an apologetic look. She had gone and just rambled on and on. She was supposed to be working on her "social skills"... "Uh, if your not busy of course. Ide love to hear your opinions, if its not keeping you from your own book." Frit reached out for the paperback book. She wanted both, but her allowance only allotted two books for today, and she was certainly not going to put the gardening book back.

Frit was stuck! This woman was making both books sound really intriguing! If she wanted to go with a book more likely to scare her friends, the modern one sounded good for the crowd of juniors, but the older book had history. Frit liked history, liked looking back and seeing how a story evolved and changed. It would be quite a fun project, to see how horror stories had changed since the first book was written. Frit looked from one book to the other, chewing on her thumb. Finally, the nightmare reached into her pocket, took out her coin purse, and looked at her spending change. She usually set aside a bit of money for little treats throughout the week and such, but she could go one week without such frivolous things, right? In the name of learning? Frit had been holding her breath while she contemplated, and finally she let it out, gulping for air and the books like lifelines. "Oh they are both just too good! Ill take both of them, please!" Frit reached to cuddle the precious pages of words to her chest, as if she had been separated far too long from a proper book. "Just these two... and the gardening book, please."

Frit pulled out her coin purse and looked inside with a sigh. A moment of internal debate started inside the hybrid's mind, but she already knew who would win, so she took out the coins and placed the full amount on the counter. Frit would be fine without snacks, but would she ever be fine knowing that some book, somewhere, was never going to be read by her, just so she could get an extra bag of chips with her lunch each day? No, certainly not. The girl smiled at the book store owner and nodded. "Its a pleasure to meet you Aurora." Frit responded. Once the transaction was complete she grabbed the books and held them to her chest reverently. The nightmare grinned at Aurora. "Itll be great for me. Depends on how scary these stories are for them." With that, Frit left the store, intent on reading her new treasure chests of words.