Begon made his way down to the library, passing the velvety pink and red carnations that bloomed along the walkway. As the sweet smell of flowers drifted to Begon's nose, he was also having sweet thoughts. Thoughts about how wonderful the day would be when he, Begon, would be a proper abbey brother. He imagined all the respect everybeast would give him. Maybe even Abbot Nill would stop talking down to him then.

Abbot Nill, Begon thought, I hope he's giving a stern talking to Gred.

Begon just didn't get Gred's superior attitude, or why everybeast loved him so much. Just as Abbot Nill said, they where both mountain mice, the strongest of all mice. So why shouldn't Begon and Gred be equal? To be treated equal? And now that Begon thought about it, Abbot Nill often comes down harder on him then Gred.

The floral scent in Begon's nose went sour.

I'll get even with you one day soon, Gred, Begon secretly promised himself.

Begon finally reached the tall, humble building that was the library. He walked up the stairs and through the large oaken doors. The inside of the library was well furnished, with bookcases towering all the way up to the seemingly endless celling. Books seemed to fill every wall like bricks, and the whole place was colored in soothing dark reds and browns.

Begon took a deep breath through his nose. He did love the smell of paper, especially freshly made paper. Speaking of which, Begon could smell a bunch of new books. While he noticed a new addition to the library, he also noticed something missing. Where was everybeast? Not even Amyl Redtail the squirrel librarian was to be seen. Begon shrugged it off. He didn't know exactly what he wanted to read so its not like he needed help finding a book.

Begon tapped his chin, walking down the isles of bookcases until he finally settled on mathematics. He found the library's latter and climbed up high to where the mathematic books where kept. But just as he was about to grab one, he notice a much older looking book. So he grabbed that one instead. He was about to climb down when he heard somebeast shout:

"Begon! What are you doing up there?"

It was Amyl Redtail the librarian. She immediately regretted it as the young one lost his balance. Fortunately, the library was full of cushions and pillows, which was normally used for the comfort of readers, but on this occasion they saved Begon from a nasty fall.

Amyl Redtail quickly ran to his side. She asked him with concern in her voice, "Begon are you alright? I really wasn't thinking when I called out like that. It just you were so high up that you surprised me."

Begon sat up and shook a small red pillow off his head. He smiled at the librarian and said, "I'm alright. I didn't see you, or anybeast else for that matter. So I was trying to get a mathematics book for myself."

Of course, he didn't mention that the book he had chosen was not a mathematics book at all. In fact, he didn't know what the book was about exactly. Just that it was old.

Amyl Redtail said, "Well, next time call for me. It is easier for a squirrel to climb shelves to than mice, we're built for it." She giggled, then turned a bit serious. "By the way I heard about what happened during the games, and I sorry. I know you want to get first place after all that practice. But there is always next year."

"I understand," Begon replied.

After Amyl left, Begon took a closer look at the book. It was ancient and worn. The cover was so old that the title was unreadable. Begon opened to the first page, dust flying up to tickle his nose. Inside the title read clear: 'The Lost Sword of Martin the Warrior'

This should be more exiting then mathematics, Begon thought.


A/N: This chapter was planed out and partially written by by Redwalllover28, who also created the title for this fanfiction as well.