***Disclaimer: I don't own The Mummy or its characters. They belong to
Stephen Sommers, Universal Pictures, and some others, I suppose. I do,
however, own the character of Jadviga Szabó and parts of the plot.***
(Author's note: Thanks to all reviewers!!!!)
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I slept well that night, so I was fully awake the next morning, going to breakfast as hungry as a bear. I sat down next to O'Connell, who, surprisingly, sat there all alone. Without Beni. Rick seemed to be in a good mood, the reason for it certainly being Beni's absence.
"Isn't it a great morning, Jad? A totally Beni-free morning!"
"Yeah, that's really great. By the way, do you know where the little scumbag is?"
"I don't know. Colonel Camus called for him this morning."
"Maybe he'll be expelled, if we're lucky.
But then I heard a very familiar, nasal voice, shouting:
"Hey O'Connell, I've got some great news!"
OK, this sounded much to happy for a guy, who got expelled. And there he came.
"I have to leave my single-tent, because they need the space for some new recruits, who'll arrive tomorrow. Now, guess whom I'll share my tent with from now on!"
"Err. . ."
"With you! Isn't that great?"
O'Connell nearly choked on the scrambled eggs he was chewing.
"Why. . . why do they send you to me of all people? I mean, there are so many other tents!" O'Connell said, when he was able to speak again.
"They are all fully occupied, my dear friend. It's so cool that I'm sharing my tent with somebody I like. Well, I think I gotta pack my things now. See you later!" With that, he left.
O'Connell went pale.
"It was only some kind of nightmare, wasn't it, Jad? Please say it was!"
"No, sorry, I think you're awake."
"Arrgh! Every time a day starts nice and friendly, it always has a bad surprise up its sleeve! I bet this sleazeball snores. . ."
"Probably. I'm really sorry for you, you know."
"Then help me!"
"Help you? How can I help you?"
"Well, you could offer him to come to your tent for example."
"Err. . .no. No chance!"
"I thought so."
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We passed the rest of the day with waiting, as usual. Waiting for marching orders, which we, of course, didn't get. So we just sat there, killing time (although I think, Rick would have loved to kill Beni instead). Now that Beni had moved to O'Connell's tent, he was always with him.
I went to bed early that night, for I didn't feel like talking to O'Connell, with his Siamese twin at his side. I had the same dream again that night, although it was now clearer and more detailed than last time.
Again, I was a small child. I ran out of our house, looking for Benjamin. When I left the house, I saw a big wagon standing in front of our neighbors' home. It was loaded with all kinds of furniture, and most of the family's children were sitting in the front part. I looked around and saw Benjamin standing by the front door of his home. He noticed me, smiled, and waved at me. He started running towards me, but his mother grabbed him, lifted him up and put him onto the wagon. He turned around on his seat, looked at me and started to cry. In this precise moment, the horses in front of the wagon started to move and pulled it out of sight, and with it my friend Benjamin. I ran back into the house, to my mother. I told her what had happened and asked:
"Are Beni and his family going on holiday? When will they be back?"
"They won't come back, love, they moved to a different place."
"Why? Didn't they like their old house?"
"They did like it, but they can't afford it anymore, it's too expensive."
"But Beni can still visit me, right?"
"No, I'm afraid he can't, darling."
"But he's my best friend!"
"You'll find some new friends, love."
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I woke up. The dream had really confused me. Why did I call Benjamin "Beni"? Did I really call him that when I was young, or was it just an illusion, caused by Gabor's constant presence?
(Author's note: Thanks to all reviewers!!!!)
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I slept well that night, so I was fully awake the next morning, going to breakfast as hungry as a bear. I sat down next to O'Connell, who, surprisingly, sat there all alone. Without Beni. Rick seemed to be in a good mood, the reason for it certainly being Beni's absence.
"Isn't it a great morning, Jad? A totally Beni-free morning!"
"Yeah, that's really great. By the way, do you know where the little scumbag is?"
"I don't know. Colonel Camus called for him this morning."
"Maybe he'll be expelled, if we're lucky.
But then I heard a very familiar, nasal voice, shouting:
"Hey O'Connell, I've got some great news!"
OK, this sounded much to happy for a guy, who got expelled. And there he came.
"I have to leave my single-tent, because they need the space for some new recruits, who'll arrive tomorrow. Now, guess whom I'll share my tent with from now on!"
"Err. . ."
"With you! Isn't that great?"
O'Connell nearly choked on the scrambled eggs he was chewing.
"Why. . . why do they send you to me of all people? I mean, there are so many other tents!" O'Connell said, when he was able to speak again.
"They are all fully occupied, my dear friend. It's so cool that I'm sharing my tent with somebody I like. Well, I think I gotta pack my things now. See you later!" With that, he left.
O'Connell went pale.
"It was only some kind of nightmare, wasn't it, Jad? Please say it was!"
"No, sorry, I think you're awake."
"Arrgh! Every time a day starts nice and friendly, it always has a bad surprise up its sleeve! I bet this sleazeball snores. . ."
"Probably. I'm really sorry for you, you know."
"Then help me!"
"Help you? How can I help you?"
"Well, you could offer him to come to your tent for example."
"Err. . .no. No chance!"
"I thought so."
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We passed the rest of the day with waiting, as usual. Waiting for marching orders, which we, of course, didn't get. So we just sat there, killing time (although I think, Rick would have loved to kill Beni instead). Now that Beni had moved to O'Connell's tent, he was always with him.
I went to bed early that night, for I didn't feel like talking to O'Connell, with his Siamese twin at his side. I had the same dream again that night, although it was now clearer and more detailed than last time.
Again, I was a small child. I ran out of our house, looking for Benjamin. When I left the house, I saw a big wagon standing in front of our neighbors' home. It was loaded with all kinds of furniture, and most of the family's children were sitting in the front part. I looked around and saw Benjamin standing by the front door of his home. He noticed me, smiled, and waved at me. He started running towards me, but his mother grabbed him, lifted him up and put him onto the wagon. He turned around on his seat, looked at me and started to cry. In this precise moment, the horses in front of the wagon started to move and pulled it out of sight, and with it my friend Benjamin. I ran back into the house, to my mother. I told her what had happened and asked:
"Are Beni and his family going on holiday? When will they be back?"
"They won't come back, love, they moved to a different place."
"Why? Didn't they like their old house?"
"They did like it, but they can't afford it anymore, it's too expensive."
"But Beni can still visit me, right?"
"No, I'm afraid he can't, darling."
"But he's my best friend!"
"You'll find some new friends, love."
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I woke up. The dream had really confused me. Why did I call Benjamin "Beni"? Did I really call him that when I was young, or was it just an illusion, caused by Gabor's constant presence?