We all know where this is going.

Malcolm spent a lot of time at the library. It sort of fit, he was a child of Athena and loved learning new information. He was carrying a stack of about five books, researching a new subject. Something about the ancient Greeks methods of war and gladiator battles.

As the blond boy was looking around for a place to sit, someone ran into him. Neither were looking where they were going, and Malcolm, too distracted and excited to research, fell backwards on his ass, dropping everything he was holding.