AN: Here it is. The last chapter of part one. I'm hoping to get the next part finished When the semester ends in two weeks. It has nothing to do with this part besides the fact that it takes place on the same day.

Enjoy!

The "Pleasure God" Fiasco and Other Bedtime Stories

Chapter 7

All's Well That Ends Well

Jonathan Carnahan:

I arrived home to a quiet household just around supper time. I checked the kitchen figuring my baby sister would be in there whipping up one of her wonderful home cooked meals. To my surprise it was empty!

Where was everyone? Had they all just suddenly went to Egypt and left me here to fend for myself? How rude!

I suddenly heard the distinct sound of laughter coming from outside. I turned on my heels and headed out back.

Low and behold, there was a fire started. Everyone was seated around it with roasting sticks in their hands. They were having a regular soirée. Without me! My mouth dropped open as I witnessed everyone laughing and having a gay ol' time. I fumed and headed into the house.

Just before I started to head into the library to sulk, my eyes drifted to the liquor cabinet. I suddenly had a bright idea! If you can't beat them, join them!

I grabbed as much alcohol as I could carry and trotted outside. When I arrived at the fire pit I carefully placed the bottles on the ground behind my sister.

"Well, well," my brother-in-law stated, "Look who decided to come home."

"Jonathan!" My dear baby sister all but yelled. "Where were you! We've been worried sick all day that someone had kidnapped you, or something!"

"Yes, I see. You were so worried you decided to throw a party." I looked hurt.

"Well," Evelyn started, "We were worried… Earlier."

"I guess we sort of got caught up in the day's activities." Kamaria stated, smirking at me. I saw her smirk and raised her a glare.

My nephew suddenly yawned and I diverted my attention from that blasted Medjai woman.

"I think it's time for someone to go to bed," my sister said.

Alex pouted and stood. "Alright. But I'm staying up and reading in my room." He started walking slowly towards the house.

The adults continued with small talk until I was sure Alex was in the house. If I started passing around all that liquor with him out here, I'd never hear the end of it from his mother.

"So," I interrupted, "How about a little drink, eh?" Rick rolled his eyes. Shockingly, my sister raised an eyebrow.

"That's an excellent idea, Jonathan." She leapt from her seat and grabbed the bottle from my hand.

"Wait a minute, Evelyn," Rick interjected. "You and alcohol haven't had the best track record."

"Oh!" She whined. "After the day I've had today, I deserve a little drink."

I turned towards Rick and offered him another bottle. He took it from me. I suddenly saw a strange pattern in the library window.

"I say," I said, looking quite perplexed, "Were we robbed today?"

The only response I received was my sister and brother-in-law groaning.

End Part Un.

AN: And there you have it. Can you guess where this going? The more reviews I get, the faster I'll get part two up!