stranger- stenbrough

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"i have to u-use my buh-bike."

"oh right, okay i'll see you at the library."

bill rode his bike super fast trying to beat stan from getting there first.

stan drove off with his car.

surprisingly, bill got there first.

"wow your fast."

stan yelled out the window.

"w-what can i say? i've buh-been riding for years."

bill places his bike on a rack.

stan parked the car and met up with bill.

"so w-what are we duh-doing here?"

"oh i wanted to find some bird books."

"ah ha! i k-knew it! you duh-do like birds."

"okay fine, so what?"

"you lied!"

"i didn't lie bill i just told you that so you wouldn't make fun of me."

stan started searching through the shelves.

"muh-make fun of you? how cuh-could i?"

"i don't know i just thought-

bill grabbed stan's wrist.

he pulled him so that he turned around.

"stuh-stan i would never make f-fun of you."

"i know, i just thought maybe when we were friends you would."

"even i-if."

bill let go of stans wrist.

"i'm not ruh-richie."

stan looked at bill and frowned.

"yeah i know, but i just... sorry."

"it's fuh-fine, want me to help you look?"

"sure."

stan started to look at all the individual books.

finally putting his finger on the letter "b".

"found them!"

stan squeaked.

he grabbed one that he hadn't had yet.

"birds philosophy" the book cover read.

"okay i've got it we can go now."

stan held the book in one hand and walked off.

"wuh-wait! let me see."

bill took the book out of stans hand.

"bird philosophy?"

bill turned the pages.

"it shows the... um more of the birds features."

bill was looking so focused on a page.

stan watched as he carefully flipped through the pages.

stan took the book from bill and put it on the shelf.

bill looked at what stan was doing confused.

"w-what are you doing?"

stan pushed bill against the shelf.

bill winced in pain.

"i'm sorry!"

stan let go of him.