This story I have been itching to write for a month, but I couldn't since I hadn't seen Battle of the Smithsonian's. Well, that change two nights ago, and I've been writing on this one like fury for the past two days. I'm really excited for it! I love Night at the Museum so much. Here were go then, the Prologue! Just gives a rough idea of what's happening.

Prologue

"Hey Dad! Look at this!"

Larry poked his head around the doorway and into the living room. "What is it, Nick—oh no."

Larry rushed to the couch and sat down, staring wide eyed at the TV screen.

"The fire is currently burning in a safe place, where no exhibits are displayed." The reporter continued. "For those of you just tuning in, this is the London Museum of History. As of right now, the fire is burning in a place where exhibits are not displayed. People are working like crazy to move the exhibits out of the museum as we speak." The reporter shrieked and stumbled forward a few steps as an explosion spouted a plume of smoke into the air. A police officer raced up and talked quietly with her. She turned back to face the camera and said urgently, "London Police is suspecting arson has started this fire!"

Larry and his son, Nick, jumped as the phone rang. Larry bounced to his feet and hurried to answer it. "Hello?"

"Larry! Have seen what's happening at the museum in London?!" It was Dr. McPhee, Larry's former boss. Dr. McPhee was the head of the Museum in New York.

"Yeah, I'm watching it right now." Larry answered, staring wide eyed at the TV screen.

Ahk… Lancelot… the tablet… the others. Oh please let them be okay… Larry thought, nearly verging on panic. His normal neutral mask was gone in his worry.

"Just in: The artifacts that the Museum of Natural History in New York gave London's museum have been safely removed from the building." The reporter announced.

"Oh thank goodness." Larry sighed. "Now let's get the others out."

"Just how many friends did you make over there?" McPhee asked suddenly.

"Um. Sir Lancelot, the triceratops, Trixie, the Garuda, Ahk's parents, Merenkahre and Sephseheret… and a few others." Larry answered.

"So the whole museum?"

"Not the whole museum, no."

"Would you—" McPhee broke off as the reporter started again.

"Most of the priceless artifacts are extracted, and just in time. The fire has spread to the Pharaoh's Tomb. Currently, the fire is not under control." The reporter turned and watched the flames spread.

The camera man zoomed in just in time to catch the bones of the triceratops get moved out safely. A minute later, the Garuda was rushed outside, followed by more Asian artifacts. Larry sat down again. "What were you going to say, Dr. McPhee?" He asked.

"I've spoken with the head of the London Museum and I've agreed to take a few artifacts to my museum, permanently." McPhee answered. "The Tablet will be among them, along with Ahkmenrah. Would you be opposed to becoming the night guard again?"

Excitement brewed in Larry's chest. "Of course will! You didn't need to ask." He hadn't seen his old friends in four years, and he missed them terribly.

Larry ran a hand through his short black hair as McPhee spoke. "Good. Which artifacts would you like me to bring to my museum besides Ahkmenrah and the Tablet? I mean, you're guarding them, so I think you should have a say. I can't take many though."

"Lancelot, Trixie, Ahk's parents." Larry replied promptly. "The Garuda too."

"I'll tell her now." McPhee hung up and Larry turned the phone off. He set it on the table and watched the scene unfold.

Larry paced impatiently outside the Museum of Natural History, waiting for the exhibits to get here. He was dressed in his old night guard uniform, his trusty flashlight at his belt. As he waited, he thought about the fire last night.

All the exhibits had been safely removed and there were no casualties. However, the London Museum had burned down before the fire department got it under control. Last he knew, they were still putting it out.

"There they are, Dad!" Nick shouted, snapping Larry from his thoughts.

Larry raced off to follow the truck, Nick on his heels. Together with Dr. McPhee, they settled the exhibits in their new homes. Ahk and the Tablet were put back in their original place, his parents joining him. Once they were finished, Larry stood in the lobby, gazing at the wax model of Theodore Roosevelt. He couldn't wait till night fell.

So everyone is back! With the addition of Lance, Trixie, Ahk's parents and that adorable Garuda.

Bear with me guys, I know the prologue is short and kinda dull, but it's necessary to explain what's going on. I don't think you'd be happy if I just jumped into Chapter 1 with everyone back to life and a few of London's exhibits there.

QotD: Who is your favorite character from all three movies?