“I am a lunatic. Not an idiot. I go at night. To the kitchen. It’s been terribly messy.” The librarian paused, working his fingers into Ninety-Nine’s fur. Ninety-Nine closed his eyes and leaned back into the scratching finger. “And ice cream is my favourite food. It’s kept. In the freezer. Of course.”

“I am a lunatic. Not an idiot. I go at night. To the kitchen. It’s been terribly messy.” The librarian paused, working his fingers into Ninety-Nine’s fur. Ninety-Nine closed his eyes and leaned back into the scratching finger. “And ice cream is my favourite food. It’s kept. In the freezer. Of course.”

— Dan Gemeinhart