A Little Wyrm's Adventure

"Oh, Gods! Helch! Be careful where you slither about!" The servent steps around my tiny body, continuing on his way. My tounge flickers out of my mouth, smelling his annoyance at my presence in the halls. I slither down the hall, searching for Almàrien. Where did he go and why did he leave me in our room alone?
I slip under a door and make my way over to Mom, who's sitting at her desk doing paperwork. I slither over to her and work my way up her leg.
"Oh!" She jumps slightly and looks down. "Helch. What are you doing without Almàrien?"
She scoops me up onto her desk and gently pets my head.
"He left me napping in our room!" I complain. She smiles at me, lifting me up once again.
"I'm not sure where he's gone to but checking the library would be a good start." She carries me to the door and sets me down in the hall. "Be careful not to be stepped on."
I slither down the hall, heading towards the library. When I reach the stairs, I find Almàrien's wheelchair. He must be having a good day if he left his chair behind. Or he got impatient. I begin pulling my little body up the stairs. The steps are meant for grown Elrim, making it a little tricky for me. I take a break when I get to the top then start slithering down the hall.
The library is relatively quiet. A couple libarians' are wandering about, returning books to their places. I slither past them, sticking out my tounge, trying to see if I can smell Almàrien. I can, he's here. I slither forward quickly, crawling up another staircase to find my brother.
He's in the back of the second floor, sound asleep on the floor, surrounded by several books. I slither up to him and lick his hand. Almàrien mutters under his breath, moving his hand slightly. I tilt my head then move back down to his foot, slither up his pant leg and lightly bite him.
"Whaa!" He moves violently, causing me to get tossed around a little. I slither out from his pant leg and look up at him.
"You left me!" I complain.
"You bit me!" Almàrien yells, grabbing me. "Bad Wyrm!"
I wrap my body around his hand and arm, hissing happily. He looks at me, rolling his eyes and holding his arm out. I slither up it to his neck, wrapping myself around the collar of his shirt, happy to be back with him.