Disclaimer: I do not own any of the "Night at the Museum" movies or any of their characters.


Larry Daley stood on the rooftop, holding the tablet away from Sir Lancelot. His legs almost buckled from the sheer relief he was feeling. With this tablet, he could stop his friends from becoming wax statues forever. But first…

He looked up, expecting the moonlight to hit the tablet and bring his friends back to life.

Instead, what he saw almost made him drop it.

Clouds had covered the moon, blocking any source of light from hitting the tablet. At first, he refused to look down. He didn't want to see the green mold-like substance encrust the last of the golden tablet and destroy any hope of saving his friends' lives.

However, the suspense overpowered the dread, and he found himself looking down at the object in his arms.

What he saw, if possible, surprised him more than the clouds that had suddenly appeared in the sky.

A golden light was seeping from his body into the tablet. Larry was so entranced by the sight that he failed to notice two pairs of eyes on him.

From the sidelines, Sir Lancelot watched, curious as to what was happening. No one told him that the tablet could do this!

At the same time, Nick glanced at his father worriedly. However, when he saw Teddy's fingers twitch, he decided not to interfere, since whatever his father was doing seemed to be working.

As his friends came back to the land of the living, the glow disappeared, and Larry felt drained of energy. He shrugged it off, since it was probably a result of staying up all night trying to help his friends, and joined Akhmenrah, Teddy, Sacagawea, Attila the Hun, Dexter, Nick, and Lancelot as they headed back to the British Museum of American History to say goodbye to Akhmenrah, retrieve Laa and head home.


The next day…

Larry had taken the blame for the malfunction of the exhibits at the nighttime event that had started all this, therefore giving McPhee his job back. Larry walked into the museum later that night, and made two stops: one at McPhee's office to return his keys, and then one at his locker to collect the remainder of his belongings.

As he walked out with his backpack, he stopped in mid-step. He thought he had heard a noise.

Even after all those years of working as a night guard, his heart was pounding…and come to think of it, so was his head. He wondered where the sudden headache came from.

Shaking his head to get rid of the annoying pain, he wondered if he should continue walking, since he remembered that he had to get home. He had been lucky enough to land a position as a history teacher at a local school, and that the salary would be a big help to Nick's college fund. He had to get some sleep so he could get to work on time.

Still, curiosity killed the cat, so he turned around, thanking his lucky stars that the museum was dark, since a blinding light would most definitely not help his headache. Nothing was out of place. He breathed a sigh of relief.

As he turned back around and took a step toward the exit, he suddenly felt light-headed and nauseous. Stumbling, he tripped over a corner of an exhibit. Unable to regain his balance, his head met the floor, and everything went black.


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