"But I guess we have to continue like this."

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen at writing.com)

"Mmmph?!" was Mackenzie's muffled response to Lana's declaration.

"Unless you have a better idea, that's what we have to do." Lana explained. "This library doesn't look like it's going to have some adhesive solvent just sitting on a table for us. We need to find a room better equipped for this... problem."

"Mmh..."

The awkwardly situated duo made slow, difficult progress. Mackenzie's center of balance was completely thrown off, making her stumble every few meters, while Lana was stuck walking backwards, looking awkwardly over her shoulder to try and figure out where to go next. It wasn't easy figuring out where to go in a house she didn't know the layout of, to say nothing of the constant reminder of Mackenzie's presence as her warm breath ran across her chest.

"You know, with our luck, we're gonna end up stumbling into a room full of people." Lana mused.

"MPH! Mmmm mph mmh!"

"Calm down! I'm joking." Lana said. "That's not going to happen. I hope." she added silently.

Backing through a door that seemed promising, Lana craned her neck to look around as her firm red backside pushed the door open. It took only a moment to process her surroundings and realize she'd just led herself and Mackenzie into-