Saturday morning in the Middleton Public Library was not Ron's idea of a fun time, especially when he was supposed to be looking for research material. He closed his eyes, spun around and extended his index finger. He opened his eyes and picked out whatever book he had chanced to point out. It was a great system and, for the most part, it gave him good results. He studied it then turned to Kim, who was looking the shelf over with great care, eyeing each title carefully.

"Hey, Ron, have you seen anything on the Russian Revolution?" Kim asked.

"Why would I look for anything about that?" asked Ron.

"For our history paper."

"Like I'm actually going to get a history book. Come on, KP, you should know me better than that."

"I'm not going to carry you on this, Ron, I mean it this time. Besides, this isn't like the science fair we're working independently remember?"

"Yeah, yeah, we've been over this before..."

Ron looked the shelf over once again, which he noticed, for the first time, didn't really conform to any one cateogry. There were non-fiction and fiction books assembled in no particular order. Something called Timeline caught his eye. Hadn't they made it into a movie or something? Chricton, Chricton.... the name rang a bell. For some reason he thought of dinosaurs.

"Say, KP what'dya know about Michael Chricton?"

"He writes a lot of sci-fi that revolves around science. You can learn something by reading his books.

"Forget that then," said Ron, ramming the book into the first space he could find. He began to scan the shelf again, but the name Chricton kept coming up again. He looked back and took the book back off the shelf; he looked at it from several angles.

"Think I could fake a book report by taking all the science stuff out of the book?" he asked.

"This is a history report."

"This is called Timeline it's got to have something about history in it."

"But you have to think about how much of it was made up."

"Hey, if I can take the basic idea out of it then I can fake the rest."

"Are you sure it's a good idea to try to fake a paper with Barkin grading it?"

"Eh, I'll be okay," Ron said. "I've gotten by before and I'll get by again. Besides, it's just a grade. Pass, fail, A, F, they don't matter."

"An atychiphobe you're not," said Kim as she browsed some of the other titles. Ron watched her for a moment.

"Hey, have you ever thought about books on tape? It probably cuts down on the reading time."

"I don't think so. I happen to enjoy reading."

"So do I... but I have higher standards. I read only classic literature."

"And by 'classic' you mean The Dark Knight Returns?" said Kim sardonically.

"And The Man Without Fear," Ron shot back. "You can't forget that."

"Of course not."

"But that's not the point."

"What is the point?"

"I don't know yet, but as soon as I find out I'll let you know."

"Ron Stoppable: scholar," said Kim with mock admiration.

"I am what I is."

"The trick is to find something you're interested in."

Kim looked at the books in the shelf quickly and selected a thin tome from a high shelf.

"How about McCarthy's witch-hunts?" asked Kim, offering Ron the book.

"Witch-hunts?" asked Ron, very interested. "You mean like spells and magic?"

"No, I mean like the communist scare in the 1950s."

"But you said witchcraft!"

"Witch-hunt, actually."

"Hunt, craft, with words like that I expect them to involve sorcery!"

"Okay," said Kim, replacing the book. Ron eyed the shelf quickly and selected another book at random. He peeked inside and knew instantly it would bore him. He slid the book back into place. Suddenly he had a thought.

"Hey, how about an in-depth history of the Peanuts comic strip?"

"Come on, Ron, be serious."

"I am being serious. Do you know what Charlie Brown's been through over the years? There's been some pretty agonizing stuff."

"Whatever," said Kim, walking down the aisle in search of something to do a history paper on. Ron followed.

RON: Come on... block head deserves some respect!