They both ran off and came across the four Neanderthals from the exhibit now walking around trying to make fire. They quickened their step as the Neanderthals grunted at them forcefully.

"Hey!" a deep voice yelled making them both jump. They looked in front of them to find the large Easter Island head. "Dum-dums!"

"Yes?" Larry said.

"You give me gum-gum."

"I give you gum-gum?"

"You new dum-dums. You give me gum-gum."

"Gee. Okay. Um, you know what? I have no gum-gum. She doesn't either. Sorry. And my name isn't dum-dum, my name's Larry and this is Raya."

"No, your names dum-dum."

Larry and Raya turned at the sound of panicked shouts behind them.

"Oh, you in trouble, dum-dums. You'd better run-run from Attila the Hun-Hun!"

A group of men carrying various swords and axes appeared at the end of the hallway. The leader looked over at Larry and Raya and let out a battle cry.

"See you later, dum-dums!" the Easter Island head called as the two took off again.

The two night guards bolted down the hallway until they came to the elevator. Larry frantically pushed the button and the doors opened. He pushed Raya into the elevator and then pushed the buttons again to make the elevator close. The doors closed just as Attila made it. Raya thought they were safe until the doors suddenly started being forced open.

Attila's head went higher and higher in between the doors until it hit the ceiling and finally disappeared.

"What is happening?" Larry whispered.

"Either really impressive animatronics and extremely dedicated actors…or everything in the museum just came to life," Raya said as she tried to catch her breath.

The elevator stopped on the ground floor of the museum and the doors opened. After checking to make sure the coast was clear, the two of them ran to the nearest room and shut the doors behind them.

Raya looked over inside a glass case to find two men arguing and pointing in different directions as they looked at a map. There was a Native American woman with them who looked at the two humans curiously.

"Hey," Larry said to the woman. "How you doing?"

She looked at them as she put one hand to the glass.

Larry looked at the inscription below. "Are you…you're…'Sak—Sakagawa—waya'? You're 'Sakagawaya'?"

Raya laughed. "It's Sakagawea."

"Oh! Sakagawea! You're Sakagawea?"

The woman looked at the both of them and pointed to her ears as she shook her head.

"You can't…you can't hear us? Excuse me." He looked back at the description. "'Who assisted the Lewis and Clark'—Right, so that's Lewis and Clark and you're…Right. You seem…I'm Larry. This is Raya. What's going on? What's…?" He raised his voice a few decibels. "Do you know what's going on here?"

"Larry, I don't think yelling is helping anything."

Shouting was heard from outside the room they were in.

Larry quickly looked back up at the woman. "Huns. We gotta—"

When Larry took a couple steps back, he tripped over a raised platform and took Raya down with him.

Raya was about to yell at him when she saw a mannequin with no face put a finger to the place where lips would've been. An old Civil War gun stretched across Larry's face.

Raya flinched as a gunshot rang out. These mannequins had working guns! More mannequins appeared in Civil War dress and began shooting and battling each other in the most accurate Civil War reenactment ever performed.

One of the mannequins clutched onto Raya and seemed to be silently begging for help, but the sight of something with no face latched onto her really freaked her out. She squirmed out of its grasp and followed Larry out the room and down another hallway.

Larry paused and looked at the instructions again. "'Number two: Lock up the lions or they'll eat you'."

"I'm sorry, what?" Raya said. "There's a chance we might get eaten on this job?"

Larry ran after one of the walking statues. "Hey. Hi. Tin Man. Hey. Hi. How you doing? We're new here, and it says we're supposed to lock up the lions or they'll eat us."

The statue began speaking to them in Italian so neither of them understood a word he said.

Larry started to run off in the direction the statue pointed. "You're Galileo? No?"

The statue shook his head as the two new night guards ran off down to the Hall of African Mammals.

There were live zebras and elephants complete with a lion and a few lionesses. Larry tried to go back, but a mammoth blocked his way. He frantically closed the gates and locked them up.

"Hey," he said cautiously to the approaching mammals. "We're the new guys and we're just locking up, so if it's cool with you, I'm just gonna get my paperwork…and be out of your hair, okay?"

He surveyed his getaway before quickly grabbing the instructions from beneath the elephant.

He and Raya hid in the brush from the lions. The two of them ended up coming right up to a huge boa constrictor.

"Oh, no," Raya said. "Not a snake person."

They continued on and Larry felt a monkey hop across his back. Then they ran out of the brush to find the lions chasing after them.

Larry closed the gate just as the lion pounced. It roared fiercely at them through the closed gate. Larry went to lock it, but the keys on his belt were gone.

The lion quickly grew bored with its out-of-reach prey and returned to its pedestal.

"Well," Raya gasped. "He's no Aslan."

"Raya, grab the instructions. Read number three."

Raya picked up the instructions off the floor. "'Double-check your belt. The monkey probably stole your keys'."

They looked up to find a small monkey holding up Larry's keys. "Hey," Larry said sweetly. "Hey there. Hi. What's your name? Your name is—No, no, no. Come back. Come back. Dewey? Is that your name, Dewey? No, no, no. What's…? Dewey? Dexter? Dexter. Dexter, right? Hey, Dexter, you wanna give me those keys? I just want to lock up." Dexter slowly began to climb down. "Yes. Oh, good. Come to Papa. Oh, thank you. Can I have those keys? Oh, good. What a good boy. That's okay. Oh, thank you." Dexter taunted him with the keys for a second, pulling them back through the bars several times. "Oh, no, no, no. It's okay. Thank you very, very much."

Raya put her hand to her mouth as Dexter bit Larry hard on the nose and refused to let go. Finally, he sprung back and fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Raya asked, trying not to laugh.

Larry stood back up to the gate. When he felt something hitting his shoulder, he looked up to find the little monkey peeing on him. "Ew!" he exclaimed as Raya started laughing again. "Oh! Yuck! Bad monkey! Stop that! Ew! That's not right! Are you done, huh? Do you have an issue with me, huh? Do you have an issue with me? Because if I have a problem with somebody, I don't pee on them, okay? All right? And also…Let me tell you something. These keys?"

Dexter came flying down and snatched the instructions from Larry's hands.

"Hey! Dexter, that's not funny. Give it back. Dexter. Give—" He looked at the monkey and saw his hands gripping the paper. "Don't. I know what you're thinking. Don't do it. Not a good idea. Mm-mm. Not—Dexter, we need those." He looked over at the two monkeys cheering for him. "Don't encourage him. You think you're funny for your friends, huh? You three guys—What, he's the ringleader, and you're the little audience? Yeah, no. Don't do it, okay? Look it! Look!"

Dexter ripped the pages clean in half and then began ripping the new halves over and over again.

"You!"

"Okay, no longer funny," Raya said as she finally stopped laughing. "We're in trouble."

Larry went to go open the gates to retrieve the papers, but the lions quickly prepared for that.

Larry screamed in frustration. "Oh, this is not happening."

He and Raya went deeper into the museum and sat on one of the wooden benches in the diorama room.

"Worst internship ever," Raya muttered as she leaned her head back.