Okayyy this is my first fic for Evie and Rick_i just recently watched The Mummy again, and was reminded how incredibly adorable they are as a couple (also how much i wish i looked like Evie).
Don't know if it'll turn out ok. But whatever.
Disclaimer: Yeah. Right.
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Standing on the sunbaked pavement in front of the families Cairo home, Jonathan Carnahan scuffed the sides of his boots in the dust, and nodded at regular intervals as his mother continued her long list of instructions and warnings that was invariably repeated at the beginning of every family vacation.
"....and please don't lose your key again, Jonathon, it takes a long time to get them cut here...."
Jonathon sighed, and cast a glance at his father, obviously as bored with the speech as his son was, and eager to leave.
"They'll be fine, Layla, they always are..."
His wife gave him a look, and carried on, ending, as always, with "And make sure you look after Evelyn..."
She waited.
"Jonathon!"
Realizing, a few moments too late, that a response was clearly recquired, Jonathon shook himself out of his reverie and tried to remember what his mother had been saying.
"Ummmm.....?"
His mother sighed deeply.
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Five minutes later, Mr and Mrs Carnahan had left, and Jonathon was still scuffing his shoes in the dirt, and mulling over the gross injustice which is life itself.
No twelve year old boy should be constantly under obligation to look after his sister. It was just wrong.
He glanced over to where Evie was perched on the top rung of the gate, staring with wide-eyed awe at the local people passing on the road, fascinated by even the tiniest detail that marked out the scene as Egyptian.
Jonathon understood, he wanted to explore too...but not with Evelyn tagging along.
If eight years old was old enough to borrow his things without asking and then lose them....well, it was old enough to look after yourself.
It wasn't that he didn't like his sister....as such. He just felt he was too old to have to go around with her.
Espeacially today, the first day of the holidays...
Her voice broke into his thoughts.
"Jonathon, why does Mummy always say you have to look after me?"
He shrugged. "Because you're too-" with undisguised bitterness "YOUNG."
She immeadiatly jumped down from the gate. "I'm NOT too young!"
A perfect opportunity... Jonathons eyes gleamed.
"Yes, you are...." he taunted.
"Am not." She scowled. "I'll prove it!"
"Fine. Meet me back here at one...."
He was actually surprised when she nodded agreement. Cairo was a big city, and she'd never been left to go around by herself there before.
"Okay. But if you get scared or lose your key or something, don't come crying to me!"
Evie spun around. "Fine! And if you get into trouble, don't expect me to cover up for you again!"
"Fine!"
They both turned and stormed off...
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