'This place isn't so bad.' Charlotte thought as Amelia and Napoleon led her around to different exhibits and introduced her to the inhabitants who welcomed her warmly and with open arms. She stayed close to her guides, feeling safer with them. Once in a while, she'd make eye contact with Napoleon but he would look away quickly, color rising in his face slightly. "Now," said Amelia, looking at Charlotte pointedly. "There's an hour till sunrise so we'd better get you back to the storage unit."
"I will take her," said Napoleon. "My crate is probably nearby, I will see her there safely and you can get back into position before morning." Amelia though then nodded. Napoleon nodded to her in a farewell gesture and led Charlotte back towards the storage area. They didn't say anything to or look at each other for the majority of the walk back to the unit when Napoleon finally broke the silence to look at her and say, "So, did you enjoy meeting the rest of the inhabitants?" Charlotte nodded and said,
"Yes, everyone was very nice. I think I can get used to living here." He smiled slightly.
"I am glad we made you feel welcome."
"You're from France, aren't you?" Said Charlotte.
"Oui, I am." Said Napoleon.
"And if I'm not mistaken, you are a general." Said Charlotte.
"Very good." He said grinning. Charlotte giggled; which made a warm chill go through Napoleon. They entered the storage room and they looked at each other for a moment.
"My crate will be over this way." Said Charlotte, nodded down the right corridor. Napoleon nodded. "Thank You for showing me around and introducing me to everyone."
"It was my pleasure," He said. "I could not let poor Amelia lead you around by herself; the two of you would surely have gotten lost, what with her horrible sense of direction." Charlotte giggled again, the feeling shot through Napoleon again.
"Well, I hope I will see you again tomorrow general." Napoleon smiled, took her hand and placed a small gentlemanly kiss on the back of it.
"I hope so as well mon amie, until tomorrow." Charlotte blushed slightly.
"Until then." She said. Napoleon nodded in farewell and set off in the opposite direction to her's. Charlotte smiled and walked back to her crate, thinking about everything that transpired. She looked at the place where Napoleon had kissed her hand. He was a very kind man it seemed to her; he knew his way around the museum, making sure they didn't get lost. He was also very gentle and kind to her as well, taking time to allow her to take everything in and meet the people of each exhibit. Charlotte smiled as she climbed into her crate and closed the lid as the sun rose. Tomorrow would be another adventure and she couldn't wait for it to begin.