I decided that since I just finished two chapters that I could post them both today. I hope you enjoy!

Ahkmenrawkward, be sure Ahk will willingly go with you and that you take good care of him! :)

NandasKa42, I'm really glad you're enjoying the story! And of course, feel free to mention the note about Ahkmenrah's annoyance!

5-Year-Old Ahkmenrah

Lesson 1

Merenkahre sat the tablet on the table, "As you know Ahkmenrah, this tablet was built to bring dead bodies to life, but it can also bring back objects."

Ahkmenrah nodded as he wrote in his notes.

"And I believe I already told you that in order to do so the dials must be set accordingly, correct?" At Ahkmenrah's nod he continued, "However, once things come to life nothing can turn them back but the sun. Rotating the dials after the sun sets does nothing."

Ahkmenrah looked up from his notes, "Is it in case a dial rotates by accident while we're out of our sarcophaguses?"

"Precisely. We don't want to be wandering around and suddenly drop dead."

"Does that mean we'll have to know exactly when the sun comes up?"

Pharaoh answered, "Not exactly when, but we have to have a sense of when it will rise."

Ahkmenrah nodded his head as he wrote down this fact.

7-Year-Old Ahkmenrah

Lesson 153

Ahkmenrah tapped his writing utensil on the table, waiting for his father to arrive. He hadn't bothered to change out of his nightgown. The lesson had to be earlier due to his father's demanding duties, so Ahkmenrah was planning on going back to sleep when it was over.

His father entered the room with the tablet, "I'm afraid we don't have much time today. We'll have to begin immediately."

Ahkmenrah nodded in understanding, "Alright."

The pharaoh sat, "Now, I built this tablet to wake us up, but we never know who else it could awaken. Whoever or whatever else that is might wander out and get lost. To be sure they don't turn to dust, we must be sure they return in time.

"The tablet can bring them back. Just press the dials in this order." Merenkahre showed the order to Ahkmenrah and he wrote it quickly in his notes.

9-Year-Old Ahkmenrah

Lesson 234

Ahkmenrah and his father were once again sitting at the familiar table with the tablet. The prince was dressed in a fine tunic with bracelets, a collar, and a band on his head because a party was after this lesson.

He asked his father, "So when paintings are brought to life you can jump into them?"

"Correct, but it is a power to be careful with. If you are indoors when you are awakened and are in artwork that shows the outdoors when the sun rises, you may turn into dust."

"I may?"

"The painting is technically indoors even if it takes place outdoors. I don't know for certain what it would do, but I don't want to experiment with it and find out either." Pharaoh stood, "We best be going. You go fetch your brother to go to the party with you while I put away the tablet."

Before his father could leave Ahkmenrah said, "I actually wanted to talk to you about Kahmunrah."

Pharaoh stood in his place, paying attention to the boy, but Ahkmenrah could tell he didn't want to have this conversation. It didn't matter, it had to be said.

"He still doesn't know about the tablet, Father. The longer we keep this a secret, the angrier he'll be when he finds out. You and I both know his rage can rival that of an angry elephant."

He answered, "Which is why I don't wish to tell him. Not yet. Kahmunrah has changed since that day at the Nile. He's angrier, hateful even, and usually refuses to see reason. I wish to wait until it passes."

Ahkmenrah sighed, "I didn't think it was possible for anyone to hold a grudge against someone for so long, but Kahmunrah still refuses to have a friendly conversation with me. Despite the fact I see him everyday, I feel like I haven't truly been with him in four years."

Merenkahre walked over to his son and put a comforting hand on his shoulder, "I know. Your mother and I are sad to see him like this too. We're trying our best to help him. If only he would cooperate. Hopefully, he'll calm down and you two can be as you were before. You were fighting every now and then, but you were closer than you are now."

Ahkmenrah chuckled, "At least we still do fight." He didn't add that unlike their fights before, they actually hit, kicked, and would even bite. "I'd hate to be complete strangers."

Their heads perked up when they heard footsteps outside. Pharaoh hid the tablet behind his back as a decorated Kahmunrah entered the doorway.

"The party's starting in a few minutes, mother's already welcoming guests," Kahmunrah told them.

Merenkahre nodded, "Ahkmenrah, why don't you go to the throne room with your brother? I'm sure he'd love the company."

Ahkmenrah didn't really want to, nor did he feel like it was a good idea. However, he assumed there was a method to his father's madness and obeyed.

Kahmunrah always kept ahead of him when walking and told Ahkmenrah not to embarrass him. All Ahkmenrah could do to avoid a fight was accept his brother's unnecessary scolding.

The second chapter will be up within the hour!