Bambi wrapped her hands tighter around her coffee cup as the cold winter wind of New York City whipped past her.
It had been two years since her father, Larry had quit his job at the museum, and had gone on to become the CEO of Daley Devices.
His ideas had finally gotten picked up and he was living the dream. So Bambi couldn't rightfully fault him for quitting his job, but she was sad. Without Larry there she had no reason to continue going to the museum at night without raising suspicion.
But she was upset, not with her father, but at the fact that she hadn't seen her friends at the museum in two years. The fact that she hadn't seen Ahkmenrah in two years.
She had grew extremely close to the pharaoh during her time at the museum. More so than any of the other exhibits.
Bambi thought about all this as she walked the familiar path to the museum. She had taken to visiting during daylight hours, since she could no longer visit during the night.
However today was different she realized as she climbed the steps leading to the museum.
"Sorry miss," a man with a clipboard said stopping her from entering. "The museum is not opened today."
"What?" Bambi asked peering around him to see the many crates around the lobby. "What's going on?"
"We're shipping out some of the exhibits."
"What? Where? Why?"
"I'm sorry miss. I'm gonna have to ask you to leave now."
But Bambi wasn't listening to him as she noticed someone in the museum over his shoulder.
"Dr. McPhee!" She called loudly and the man looked up from his briefcase.
"It's alright." He said gesturing to the man blocking the door.
She thanked the man by the door and quickly rushed in. "Dr. McPhee, what's going on?"
"The exhibits are being shipped out." He said simply.
"I see that. Why?"
Dr. McPhee sighed. "Progress, so they tell me," He mumbled. "The board has decided that it is time to let some of the exhibits go."
"And you're going to let them?"
"There's nothing more I can do. The board has overruled me."
"Well which of the exhibits are leaving?"
"Just the ones the board deems to outdated." he said he's going over to one of the crates taking Dexter out. "Like this little fellow."
"Be careful." Bambi insisted. "He's fragile."
"It's not real." McPhee said confused.
"I know, it's just - Can you please put him back?"
Still wearing a look of confusion McPhee as she was asked. The motioned for her to follow him over to Teddy's exhibit.
"They'll also be sending away some of the more key exhibits, I don't know something about advancement. Say hello to the Future Ms. Daley." he said pushing a button and a projection of Teddy Roosevelt sitting atop his horse appeared.
"Holographic Projections?"
"Yes, apparently it's the next big thing. Museum of Natural History 2.0."
The holographic Teddy then spoke. "Welcome," he said, "To the Museum of Natural History. Where history comes to life! Step up! Ask your question! Then, let the next little boy or girl have their turn."
Bambi looked at McPhee, who nodded. "Um.. Okay.. Where were you born?"
"Right here, in New York City, on 20th street. October 27th, in the year of our Lord, 1858." After answering the question, the hologram started glitching badly. McPhee switched it off.
"Blah, blah, blah," he said, "History, history. Learning, learning. Changing America one child at a time."
"Wow, that's really horrible." Bambi said unimpressed. "What key exhibits? Where are they being sent off to?"
"Federal archives." he responded as he started towards the door. "Deep storage."
"And where is that?"
"The Smithsonian. In Washington, the leave tomorrow morning, have a good night Ms. Daley." McPhee said as he left and Bambi pulled out her phone.
"Hey dad, we have a big problem. You need to come to the museum right now."
You know the drill, sorry for the long wait and short chapter.
