Wolfie: I do not own anything related to Night at the Museum and I only own my oc. Having you read and review this story would be greatly appreciated and I look forward to any and all feedback that you may have for me so long as it's positive. Lastly the amount of words may differ from chapter to chapter and yes I know my oc is not mentioned in this chapter. That is because just like how Ahkmenrah is only seen or mentioned a few times in the movie the same thing can be said for my character. Also this may or may not end up being a trilogy, its hard to tell right now as this is only the second chapter.

Bold italic= speaking in Egyptian

Italic= speaking in Hunnish

Underlined= letters/text messages

Bold= someone on the other end of a phone call

(Newly added) Certain words in bold= Deeper voice or more emphasis on those words

At the bottom of every chapter will be pronunciations for certain things but only if they are necessary.

Chapter 2: First night part 1

The next day when 5 o'clock in the afternoon rolled around Larry showed up like he was supposed to, walking up to the three older night guards who were about to leave for the night. He was also adjusting the clip on tie of his uniform as he stopped infront of them, Cecil once again being the only one who looked genuinely glad that he was there to take over their job. Though Reginald might be happy that he was taking over, Gus on the other hand seemed to just hate him as soon as he laid eyes on him when they first met in the office. As all four men stood infront of the entrance/exit to the museum it was completely empty seeing as the old night guards had done the rounds to make sure no one was hiding inside. They had done this both as their last job on their last night as night guards and because even if they said for Larry to be there at 5 the museum technically begins to close around 4 to 4:30.

"Okay. Your keys, your torch, you'll want to strap those to your belt." Cecil said as he handed over said items, Gus motioning for Larry to do what Cecil had already told him to do as he does so with a confused frown. "Now it can get a little spooky around here at night so you may want to, put a few lights on. Alright flashlight, keys, what am I for..? Oh!" He said as he cut himself off and pulled a beat up pack of papers and handed them over to Larry. "The instruction manual." Cecil said which caused the younger man to raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"Instructions. You start with 1, 2, 3..." Gus said as he trailed off not exactly remembering what number comes after the number 3.

"4?" Larry asked as he wondered if that was the number that Gus was looking for as said old man looked so pissed off at him.

"Are you cracking wise? I oughta punch you in the nose, Hopscotch." Gus said to a now extremely confused Larry, clearly threatening him.

"Leave him alone, Gus." Reginald said as he looked down at the man in question who backed off for now. "You got it covered, right Larry?" He asked as he looked at said male who began nodding.

"Yea, yea, I got it." Larry said as a way to reassure the three old night guards that he has everything under control. Gus on the other hand was either still pissed or just wasn't that reassured.

"You'd better get it!" Gus said as there was a threatening tone to that statement as he seemed to be sneering at Larry.

"Gus! Now Larry. Do 'em in order, do 'em all, and do 'em quick. And the most important thing of all to remember, don't let anything in or out." Cecil said as that statement made an already confused Larry do a double take.

"Out?" Larry asked curiously as he wondered what exactly Cecil meant when he said to not let anything out.

"Good luck, son." Cecil said after he checked his watch, almost like he wanted to get out of there before something is supposed to happen as he turned and began to leave. He did this whilst completely ignoring Larry's question in regards to him saying the word out.

"Night, Gus." Larry said as he still wanted to be polite despite the fact that the short old man seemed to genuinely hate his guts.

"Young buck. Cracking wise." Gus grumbled under his breath as him and Reginald followed Cecil out of the museum.

"Moving on." Cecil said as he leads his colleagues out through one of the revolving doors.

This all happened as Larry watches them from the other side of the stone slab that the Tyrannosaur Rex skeleton stood with its mouth open as if to bite something. After locking up the doors for the night instead of doing as Cecil said he decided that it would be okay to kill some time, seeing as it was only 5:45 pm. So in his eyes he had plenty of time to just sit around and relax a bit as he went behind one of the three curved desks that form a circle around the big earth globe. He did however take a moment to switch on all of the lights since he didn't feel like standing around in a dark museum, especially once the sun sets and it becomes dark outside. With that out of the way he walked a little ways to be behind the desk that was facing the front doors, tapping his hands against the wooden desk out of boredom as he glanced around. Though he stopped looking around out of boredom when he noticed the P.A. phone and slowly picked it up, looking around slightly again when he heard the sound of it clicking over the P.A.. After twisting it around for a moment he held it up to his mouth as he looked off to the left even though there really was nothing worth looking at over there.

"Hello. Ooh. Hello. Check. Check. I... am... Larry. Check. Larry." Larry said as he was just messing around with the P.A. for no reasons at all as he soon began to imitate the sound a scratching record. "L-L, L-L, L-L, Larry!" He said as he then began to beat boxing whilst moving his hand next to him in the air once again for no reason at all. "Monday! Monday! Monday! Monster truck rally." Larry said as he eventually sat down in the receptionist chair that was behind him with his feet propped up on the desk. "It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight. Rising up to the challenge of our rivals. And the last known survivor... Do-do, do-do. do-doo..." He sang in a high voice as it played over the P.A. just like everything else had as he also imitated a guitar solo.

Eventually Larry ended up falling asleep and slept through the sun going down, snoring slightly as he still held onto the phone that he had been playing with almost an hour ago whilst snoring slightly. Still very much asleep he tried to roll over and cuddle the phone only to fall off of the chair, waking up as he hit the cold floor of the museum and luckily it wasn't a long fall as he got up like nothing happened. After putting the phone and receiver that had fallen with him back onto the desk he started walking to the men's room with the intent of going in and taking a much needed bathroom break. As he walked he let out a brief yawn and messed with his keys before he began whistling "Dem Bones" as he was very close to entering the men's room he had been walking towards. That is until he glanced back for a moment and had finally noticed something as he came to a halt just outside the bathroom, the T-Rex skeleton that had been there when he fell asleep was gone. Thinking that it was just his imagination Larry turned back around and walked towards the empty stone slab where the skeleton once stood towering over him and everyone else. As Larry glanced around he could only come to one conclusion, this was Cecil playing a prank on him seeing as the old man has a twisted sense of humor and has pranked him before. He honestly wouldn't put it past the old man, after all this was his first night on the job and don't all seasoned employees like to play cruel pranks on any and all new employees?

"Cecil!... Okay, very funny, Cecil." Larry said and began walking towards the stone slab that was on the floor, very skeptical as to what was going on. "Well, is this like a David Copperfield thing?" He asked as he was as close as he could get without tripping over the empty exhibit as he waved his hand around in the empty space. He had expected to feel his hand hit something but instead there was nothing but empty space infront of him as he was confused and a bit worried, did he lock up wrong and someone managed to steal the skeleton? "This is weird." Larry said to himself under his breath before he heard the sound of someone using a nearby drinking fountain. "Cecil?" He asked after gulping slightly as he was getting extremely nervous, having not expected this to happen his first day on the job.

Slowly Larry started walking towards the direction of the sound, which was a drinking fountain in the hallway that was directly across from the hall that the women and men's bathrooms were in. As he slowly walked into the hall he became aware that he did not turn the lights on in the hallways which meant he could not see who or what was using the drinking fountain. Cautiously he pulled his flashlight from the holster on his belt and pointed it infront of him as he clicked it on, staring in a mix of shock and fear at what he saw. The T-Rex skeleton from before was now very much alive and using one of his three toes claws to press the lever on the bottom of the fountain, spraying the water into his open maw. Though since he or she or it, cause he can't tell since it's a skeleton, had no tongue or skin the water just went right through him and onto his foot, making a giant puddle on the floor. Larry quickly shut his eyes and opened them again, thinking his eyes were messing with him, dropping his flashlight in shock that the skeleton was still there as the flashlight hit the ground with a thud. The sound of the thud is what got the skeleton's attention as his toe claw to press down on the lever, turning his eyeless gaze over to a still shocked Larry as he lets out a roar. This gets the male, who was frozen in shock, to gasp and start screaming as he ran away from the skeleton cause he thought that the skeleton was going to try and eat him. Said skeleton quickly chases after Larry as Larry ran to the revolving doors, trying to get them to revolve as he forgot they were locked before running and hiding behind one of the reception desks. As the T-Rex skeleton let out another roar that came from somewhere the panicked new night guard grabbed the phone that he had been messing with to dial the operator.

"Name, please?" The operator woman asked as Larry yelled in fear as the T-Rex was knocking his head against the desk he was hiding behind.

"Cecil uh... Fredricks!" Larry said frantically as he hears the blood curdling roar that the T-Rex was letting out.

"One moment. Connecting." The operator woman said as she honestly sounded like she wished she was doing anything other than connecting calls.

"Hyello." Cecil said as he answered the phone sounding like he was having a good time despite being interrupted by a phone call.

"Cecil, it's Larry Daley!" Larry said as the dinosaur skeleton was now continuously ramming his head against the desk making it shake and shudder.

"Larry, yes, how can I help you?" Cecil asked and on his end of the phone call it sounded like there was a party going on.

"The dinosaur... Ah! The dinosaur's alive." Larry whispered frantically as he tried to stay under the desk.

"I'm having a little trouble hearing you, friend." Cecil said before placing the phone against his chest in order to muffle him chanting "Tequila!" with his party guests.

"The dinosaur's alive!" Larry said much louder, practically yelling as the T-Rex skeleton lets out another roar. "What do I do? Just tell me what to do!" He said frantically once again as he was really in over his head.

"Read the instructions. It explain's everything." Cecil said as Larry caught a glimpse of said instructions that where only a few feet away from him, putting down the phone and grabbing them quickly.

"Okay I got them!" Larry said before realizing he was talking into the instructions as he scrambled to pick up the phone again.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Cecil said as he began to hang up seeing as he was about to become very friendly with a blond woman in an animal print dress that's like half his age.

"Wait, what?" Larry asked but he was then hung up on, yelling in shock as the desk was lifted up in the T-Rex's mouth and tossed aside. In a mad scramble for the instruction's he was just barely able to read the first step on the first page. "#1. Throw the bone. What bone?" He asked as he looked around quickly for this supposed bone only to jump in shock when a fossilized rib bone lands on the ground next to him with a thud as he looked at the skeleton.

The T-Rex was inching closer with throaty growling and raspy breathing, looking at Larry intently with his eyeless gaze as if he was waiting for the human to do something with the bone he just dropped. Slowly the night guard, who was petrified with fear, keeps his eyes on the skeleton that was snarling as they maintained eye contact whilst he slowly took hold of the bone. Once again, being as slow as possible, he sat up on his knees and drew his arm back before launching it forward, tossing the bone across the room as the skeleton ran after it. Thinking he had a chance to escape he made a mad dash for the hallway behind the receptionist desk only to have the T-Rex slide to a stop infront of him, cutting off his escape route. Skidding to a halt as well Larry looked up at the skeleton in shock, backing up when the skeleton came closer to him still thinking the T-Rex was going to try and eat him. Though he was shocked once again when the fossilized skeleton simply dropped the bone on the ground and then nudged it closer with his nose when he saw that the human wasn't coming over to pick it up. Larry looked between the bone and the growling skeleton as the dinosaur inched closer only to shock him again when he hunched down in a play position that puppies and dogs use.

"Fetch?" Larry asked under his breath as he slowly caught onto the fact that the T-Rex skeleton wanted to play fetch and at that word the skeleton looked between the bone and Larry, his tail wagging excitedly. "Play fetch?" He asked as he slowly bent down and picked up the bone, the skeleton's tail wagging faster as the bewildered human threw the bone causing the T-Rex to bolt after it.

As the excited skeleton ran after the bone his tail slammed into Larry's chest, sending Larry flying up the stairs before landing and sliding down the stairs with the wind knocked out of him. As he laid there on the ground in shock before looking up at the second floor when he heard another roar, watching as a Woolly Mammoth began to walk by on the second floor balcony. That wasn't the only thing though as he looked to the other balcony at the sound of squawking and saw either hawks or eagles flying around above a Rhino and a big jade lion that were also on the second floor. Larry could barely believe his eyes right now as he quickly got up and scrambled into a nearby hallway, coming across the Neanderthals from the Neanderthal exhibit. They were very much alive as well, still trying to discover fire, but when they noticed Larry they let out excited grunts and uggs as they tried to see if he's help them make fire. Said male was still freaked out as he backed up slightly and started walking faster with his instructions in one hand and his other hand going to his flashlight as if it were a weapon. Larry did manage to get away from the Neanderthals which made them yell and grunt in anger before getting distracted once again with their quest to create fire as he glanced back to make sure he wasn't being followed.

"Hey!" A voice bellowed causing Larry to look towards it in shock as he noticed that it came from the Easter Island Head.

"Huh?" Larry asked in confusion as he looked at the talking head made out of stone.

"Dumb-Dumb." Easter Island Head said, his eyeless gaze fixated on a still bewildered Larry.

"Yes?" Larry asked not exactly sure if he should answer to that name.

"You give me gum-gum." Easter Island Head said which just caused even more confusion for poor Larry.

"I give you gum-gum?" Larry asked because he didn't know if he heard that correctly.

"You new Dumb-Dumb, you give me gum-gum." Easter Island Head said as he spoke in broken speech, using certain words multiple times.

"Shh... yeah. OK. I'm... You know what? I have no gum-gum, sorry. And my name isn't Dumb-Dumb. My name's Larry." Larry said as he was trying to find the best way to explain that to the Easter Island Head.

"No. Your name Dumb-Dumb." Easter Island head said and before Larry could respond there was the sound of yelling in a foreign language down the hall behind Larry. "Oh, you in trouble Dumb-Dumb. You better run-run from Attila the Hun-Hun." He said which caused the confused male to look down the hallway to see a group of Huns looking around with their weapon's raised.

"There he is!" Attila yelled in Hunnish as he pointed at Larry, running towards the now terrified man with his men following close behind.

"See you latter, Dumb-Dumb." Easter Island Head said as he watched Larry bolt down the balcony to the left of him.

As Larry ran he managed to be a good distance infront of the Huns who were letting out battle cries as they chased after the terrified male as he skidded to a halt infront of an elevator. Seeing no other option that would allow him to escape he began to quickly press the down button the the elevator and ran in as soon as the doors were open enough to let him in. As he turned and saw the Huns quickly closing the distance that had previously been between them as he was once again quickly pushing a button to try and get the doors to close. Thankfully they closed just as Attila was swinging his ax at Larry as there was the sound of metal hitting metal was heard, though as the elevator slowly started to go down Attila managed to pry the doors open. This caused Larry to sink down to the floor as he was at the far back of the elevator, the enraged Hun only being able to fit his head and one arm through the gap in the doors, trying to grab his prey. However the Hun had no luck as the elevator continued to go down as the roof ended up hitting his head, possibly knocking him out as he slipped out allowing the doors to close once again. Shakily standing back up Larry tried to process all of the craziness that has been going on as part of him didn't necessarily believe that this was actually happening and for a moment he thought maybe he was still asleep.

"What's happening?" Larry asked under his breath before he looked down at his instruction manual again.

When the elevator finally gets to the floor that corresponded with the button he pushed, which was the ground floor, Larry glanced around cautiously for any signs of Attila and his Huns as he exited the elevator. When he saw hide nor hair of the very much alive Huns he made a mad dash for the nearest exhibit room, running inside and then quickly slid the wooden doors shut. As he turned around he could hear a moose braying and a hawk screeching as it flew high above the exhibit, making a u-turn before it could fly into a glass case. In that case was a Native American woman who was just walking around slightly while the two Caucasian men that she shared her exhibit with were arguing as they looked at a map. Though since they were behind glass their lips were moving but there was no sound to let anyone know what exactly they were arguing about in their corner of the exhibit. The room also contained a stage coach connected to four horses that were as dark as night and adjacent to the stage coach was two medium sized scenery's that held faceless mannequins. The mannequins were dressed as soldiers from the Civil War and by the looks of how they were positioned it looks like they were re-enacting one of the many battles that had happened. Thankfully they seemed to still be frozen as Larry looked around in awe as he walked further into the room as the Native American woman watched what he was doing curiously.

"Hey." Larry said as he finally noticed that the Native American woman watching him as she was walking so she could be in the same place he is. "How you doin'?" He asked since he doesn't exactly know what to say to a museum exhibit that may or may not speak English. "Are you... You're... Sa... Sakagawa... wea? You're Sak-a-ga-wea?" He asked as he looked at her but soon realized that he was not pronouncing her name the right way. "Oh, Sakagawea. You're Sakagawea?" Larry asked because even if that's what the information plaque says he still wanted to make sure that she was Sakagawea.

"The glass. I can't... I can't hear you." Sakagawea said whilst pointing at her ear, trying to relay the message that since she's behind those glass windows she can't hear anything that's outside of her case. Though that also means that no body can hear her when she is talking unless they are inside of the case with her.

"You... You can't... You can't hear me?" Larry asked as that looked like that was what Sakagawea was trying to tell him but he couldn't hear what she was saying. "Excuse me." He said as he held up the hand that held his instruction manual before reading part of the information text that was on the information plaque infront of him. "Right, so that's Lewis and Clark, and you're... Right. You seem... I'm Larry." Larry said after glancing between her and the two men who seem to just never stop arguing with each other. "What's going on? What's... Do you know what's going on here?" He asked as he was trying to find some way to communicate with the woman infront of him so he can get some answers.

Sakagawea blinked slightly in confusion as she was trying to figure out what Larry was saying to her as he seems nice, maybe a little bit on the nervous side though and possibly a bit panicked. She honestly would like to help him since he seemed much nicer than the older guards but there was only so much she can do from inside her exhibit case. She would gladly come out and walk amongst the other exhibits but she never seemed to be able to find a way out of her exhibit and if there is one the old guards had done everything they could to hide it. As distant shouting could be heard Larry became nervous for his life as he started to back away and excuse himself, only to trip and fall into one half of the Civil War exhibit. He would've gotten up if one of the faceless cloth mannequin soldiers hadn't motioned for him to be quiet before sliding out his bayonet above the terrified guard as the first shot was fired. After nearly getting stabbed with a bayonet Larry started army crawling across the floor, crawling over a fallen Southern soldier and nearly missing having a Northern soldier with a bullet wound in his chest that was bleeding stuffing fall on him. That was when he stumbled to his feet and literally did a stage dive out of the room, sliding across the floor slightly before getting up and walking into a nearby empty hallway, looking at his instructions again.

"#2. Lock up the lions or they'll eat you." Larry said as his shoulders slumped slightly, it was just one dangerous thing after another, as he looked down the hallway at the sound of metal footsteps. "Hey, hi." He said as he jogged in order to catch up with the bronze statue who seemed to be an explorer, he just didn't remember which one this one was. "Tin-man, hey, hi. Uh, how you doing? I'm new here, and it says I'm supposed to lock up the lions, or they'll eat me." Larry said as he was trying to get some answers as to what this next instruction meant. Though much to his dismay the bronze statue man spoke in Italian as he had stopped walking and looking at his map in order to point back down the hallway behind them. "You're Galileo? No?" Larry asked before scurrying back down the hallway when the bronze statue of a clearly famous explorer from the past looked offended by his guess.

"Tourista" The statue man grumble with a small sigh as he continued to walk in the direction he had been going before Larry interrupted him.

End of chapter

Pronunciations

(Again this is for those of you who have not seen the movie.)

Sa-kuh-juh-wee-uh