Hey guys! Sorry that this has been on hiatus for...a month? I don't know, and I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting. But now that exam period is over, I am free to write again!

Alright, lets get on with it.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NATM OR THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS, but I own THE PLOT OF THIS STORY

15 year old Nick walked out the doors of his school with a bright smile on his face. Exams were finished. He was free to do whatever he wanted to. For a month, he had restricted himself from touching the comics on his shelves, watching TV, going onto youtube and even reading the books he had in his room, and he rarely touched them - that's saying something.

Now that exams are done. He was free. Not only to do anything he desired to do during that month, but to also visit his nice, unique, crazy, mainly wax (if not plastic), family.

He took out his phone and dialled his mother's phone number.

"Mom?"

"Nicky! How were the exams?" she asked, in a cheerful tone.

"They're alright...but, hey, am I allowed to visit dad now?"

"It sounds like you're trying to get away from here!"

"No! No it's not that!" said Nick. "I just...want to visit the rest of my family." he said.

No, Erica did not know about the museum. Larry tried his best in telling the truth, but she wouldn't believe. Though it was hard to believe such thing. Even after 5 years, she did not believe a word he said about the Museum of Natural History of New York.

"Of course, dear."

Nick smiled, "thanks mom." He hung up and headed towards the train station.

O.o.O

LARRY'S POV

"Are you kidding me, McPhee?" I whined. "The museum is fine as it is, we don't need another night guard. We might give him a heart attack."

Plus, I don't want the kid to die on his first day here.

"Mr. Daley, you will train him into...whatever you're doing..." said McPhee, "you managed to tame 2 museums, this is just one boy!" He said, as he finished packing his things. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to be elsewhere. Good luck, Mr. Daley."

McPhee walked passed me. I sighed and rolled my eyes. God help me.

"Hey Dr. McPhee!" I cried after him, he turned around with both eyebrows raised, gesturing me to continue. "Just because I've got a kid, doesn't mean I'm good with kids." I said.

"You'll be fine." he assured.

I sighed again, and made my way up to the locker room. 4:40pm was shown on the clock above the door.

This will be a very long 1 and 20 minutes hour.

Before I managed to pass time by playing on the speaker/telephone, whatever you call it, and after that I...huh...what did I do? I know I fell asleep but that wouldn't leave a good impression...sleeping on the job, as well as having to meet someone right after a nap.

But then again, maybe I should take a nap. That'll help pass time, and calm me down for this.

O.o.O

NICK'S POV

5:50pm. Wonderful. 10 minutes till sundown. 10 minutes till I'm reunited. I wonder how dad's going to react to this, since he doesn't know I'm coming. More importantly how Ahk is. Normally he's calm and looks like nothing in the universe can scare him, but when Jed, Octavius, Dexter and I prank him? He shows his inner 8 year old self. Not to mention, screaming like a girl. Always the best part of going back.

I stepped in the museum. Odd how everything was quiet and...pretty much dead. And how the doors were unlocked when they're supposed to.

"Dad...?" I called out. My voice echoed the halls of the museum. "Okay...weird..."

10 minutes until sundown, wait, make that 9. I won't be alone soon. Plus, this place is safe! Not like any murderers are going to come in nd kill me, since everything's till dead, there's really no point.I walked up to Rexy, and patted his nose. I miss these guys. I recall the time when I jump scared Rexy, his tail almost came off!

Anyway, this doesn't answer why dad isn't here... He should be either in McPhee's office - though I doubt it because I'm sure McPhee left an hour ago like he always has, or he's out...though that wasn't very reasonable because dad hates to go out. He usually avoids needing to go out to do something. Sort of like me, but I guess I got that habit from him.

I've been around him for 3/4 of my life, so it's normal to pick up habits. Plus, it runs in the Daley family. That explains why mom doesn't do such thing.

I heard the doors of the museum close. I spun around quickly, to see a boy about 18 years old with a confused look on his face.

"You're Mr. Daley...?" he asked with an eyebrow raised.

Ahhh crap.

"Umm...Yes...?" I answer. Well, technically I am Mr. Daley. "You are...?"

"Josh...I'm here for the opened night guard position." he said.

"Are you?"

"Yeah. We talked on the phone this morning...you sound different...and look way younger than I thought you would look..." he said. Wow...he doesn't even doubt me. Or ask if I was a thief. Thats about 2-5 marks off his total percentage of his assessment. "Thanks, I get that a lot" I say with a smirk. I looked at my watch, 3 minutes till sundown. "Okay," I said, clapping my hands together, trying to imitate dad, "so, I reckon you've heard the whole 'history comes alive in the museum' speech...thing right?"

He nodded awkwardly.

"Alright. Well here, at the Museum of Natural History, we ain't joking about the whole coming alive thing." I said. That wasn't the smartest thing to say, but I really didn't want him to have a heart attack or an asthma attack...generally I didn't want him to be attacked by anything. Physically, mentally and emotionally. Because he does have the right to sue me.

"What do you mean everything comes alive?" He asked.

2 minutes till sundown.

I wanted to roll my eyes at this guy, but for dad's sake, let's not do so. "Have you been to those night shows here at the museum?" I asked. He nodded, "yeah, of course. The technology you guys use are very good." He complimented. I mentally facepalmed.

"Those weren't robotics." I said simply. His head titled to the side.

1 minute.

"Yeah, they come to life." I said, "Rexy over here," I say moving towards my pet dinosaur, "is the one who calls everyone up."

Josh raised an eyebrow. He probably thinks I'm making all this up. Wait till he see's Ahk...I bet he'll freak when he see's a mummy.

Oh crap, Ahk...

"You're telling me that the dead dinosaur here wakes up everyone. But he's dead." said Josh.

"Good thinking. I gotta..go...do something first..." I said before racing up the stairs to unlock Ahk's sarcophagus. He'll certainly hate me if I didn't. But then again, it's not my fault to lock him in.

My watch beeped. The tablet in front of me started to glow. A petrifying roar echoed the museum, waking up the exhibits within it. A girlish scream then followed. "Told you so." I muttered under my breath.

"Mr. Daley! Help!"

Ahk's sarcophagus started to shift. I took the hint and helped move the lid off. There laid a tired pharaoh with his bandages still on his body. "What in the bloody world was that?" he asked in his thick accent. I shrugged, "dad's intern or something." I answered.

"Mr. Daley! A dinosaur is chasing me! Help!" cried Josh from below.

Ahk raised his eyebrow as I rolled my eyes. "Please help, I've just finished exams, I don't need extra pressure."

"Where's Larry?" he asked. I only shrugged, "haven't got the slightest idea."

"Mr. Daley!" Cried a voice, both Ahk and I turned around to see Josh. His eyes widened. "Is...is...is that the mummy...?" he said, "get away from him, he'll eat you!".

"Well, I certainly have a great reputation." muttered Ahk.

"Josh, it's fine. This guy can't even hurt a fly." I said, teasing my brother.

"He's a mummy, Mr. Daley. I suggest you move quickly."

Ahk rolled his eyes, "I do not eat people. In fact, I protect them." he said in his pharaoh voice. With that, Josh fainted and collapsed onto the floor.

"Yeah...he's not getting the job..." I concluded as we walked towards him. "Ahk, help me drag him somewhere where he can't be killed?" Ahk nodded, and we...sorta kinda dragged him to Jed and Octavius...They can't actually kill him compared to the other places of this museum.