Welcome to the Library of Absolute Truth., the sign reads.
“Christ. Is that..”
“Yes, Lucy, that’s Comic Sans, move on.” His long hair breezes past his face as the wind moves through the opening doors.
“It’s just.. What year did you say this was?”
“12-Δ-67.”
“Twelve Delta Sixty-Seven?”
“Different reality, different calendar system, different planet, so many possible reasons.”
“Sure, sure. It’s… We’re in a different reality, and here I am, finding Comic Sans on the front door of a library. I like you and your Hallway, but I’m not sure this ain’t Hell!”

Just because they’re my own characters doesn’t mean I don’t get to write fanfiction about them.

“Penny.” I can hear him grin.
“Arthur.”
“Hey.”
“Is it really.. do you know me?”
He looks confused.
“What’re you talking about?”
“You.. you just left here. Talking about needing to forget.. me. About not knowing me yet.”
“Ah. Well, clearly it worked. So.”
“So.”
“Why’re you here?”
A tear finds it’s way out of my eye and to my chin.
“I.. Arthur.”
He just looks at me.
“Please.” Tears are streaming down my face as I begin to consider what his rejection would do to me.. “Please.” And then he hugs me. My face dives into his shoulder.
“You chose to leave, Penny.”
He grabs my shoulders and sees my tired face in the light of the moon. “What happened to you, you silly girl?”
“I.. Arthur.. I can’t..” The words are stuck in my throat, and I hug him again. “I missed you. So much.”
“Take me with you.” I look him straight in the eyes, with some difficulty because the tears keep coming, “Please.”