Larry pushed his palm against a huge, round door that stood taller than him. His claws made a tapping noise as they hit the dark brown wood of the door. The wood looked old and had a gray tint to it, making it look like something out of one of those fairytales. There were scruffy, gold engravings on the immense door, and one of them displayed a large, cursive "K" in the middle of the door. Smaller writing remained below the "K" and read "Kamek's Library". It took the young Koopa a few moments to realize that the door was a “pull” door and not a “push” door. He muttered to himself, most likely cursing at the door’s existence, and grabbed the circular handle with one of his hands. He grunted and pulled with all of his might until the door finally groaned loudly as it opened just enough for Larry to slip through. As he entered the room, a swishing noise could be heard from his other clawed hand. When he had finally found a comfortable standing position in the large room, his eyes were wide in shock at how dimly lit the place was.
“How are ya supposed to read in a place like this?” Larry said to himself under his breath as he walked forward, slowly. His eyes darted all around the place and he noticed the towering shelves of books and the abundant piles of encyclopedias, dictionaries, spell books, and other mysterious literary work lying everywhere. The sound of books slamming and flipping interrupted the curious Koopa’s investigation, and he was drawn to the noise. As he got closer, he saw the Magikoopa’s back turned to him.
Is this what he does all day? Larry thought as he made a face. Jeez… Lame!
“Hey, Kamek?” Larry’s voice broke the peace of the room like glass being thrown onto the floor.
“What’s this?” The youngest of the seven Koopalings held up the hand he had been holding down. In his hand was a potion vial with a purple, fizzy liquid. The glass of the vial looked very cloudy and the strange liquid was kept in the bottle with a large cork.