LARRY's POV
"Oh crap, Ross" I said.
"What happened?" he asked.
"I think I left something in the restaurant" I lied. Didn't feel good lying to a good friend of mine...
"We'll just go back then!" he said. Luckily we were already at the Louvre.
"No, you know what, you should go rest in your hotel," I suggested, "I'll fetch it myself" I said. Ross nodded, "alright, mate, see you soon" he said hugging me, "see ya"
He called another cab and hopped in, he waved goodbye as I did the same. I stood there to make sure he was gone...and I ran to the staff door. Luckily there was a girl - pretty much drunk too, going in to do her shift.
Yes! Great!
I followed her in, I crept behind her as she went into the locker room. Thank god she wasn't bothered to change. I went pass the locker room, and I heard voices...
Ahkmenrah's...Lancelot's...Meg's. Yep!
After a rather awkward discussion about Meg and Ahk's relationship, the girl was fast asleep.
"Is she okay?" asked Lancelot, "yeah, just drunk" Said Meg
"Meg?" said Ahk, "if we ever get married, can we lessen the alcohol? Incase your bridesmaid passes out"
Wait...now they're thinking about getting married? I thought kissing an exhibit was bad enough already!
"Yes, of course, love"
"NOT AGAIN? GUYS GET A ROOM!" Screamed Lancelot.
I walked out the locker room. "Hey guys" I greeted. Meg and Ahk broke apart.
"Larry?" They all said synchronized, and all three came to hug me.
"Okay guys...too tight" I said trying to breathe. "Sorry" they apologized. My eyes lead my vision to the tablet, which looked delicate and fragile. Like it would snap in two any second.
"Whats wrong with the tablet?" I asked.
All three exchanged glances. "Well...the thing is...we don't know" started Meg, "you dont know? Ahk? How about you?" I asked. He gave me a sour look in return.
"Well...if theres anything I know about this museum, it's that they have an egyptian exhibition, it was supposed to be closed years ago, but it never did." I said, "also, what's wrong with the pyramid?" I asked. "What pyramid?" said the two exhibits.
"The Louvre glass pyramid, it's outside, or that...we're inside it" explained Meg, "why? Is there something wrong?" she asked. "Yeah...very...it was blood red with mist around it" I said. All three pairs of eyes widened.
"Also, did anyone notice the moon?" asked Meg, "it's the lunar eclipse today or something" she said. Ahkmenrah's face showed a sudden realization.
"I think I know whats going on..." he said, "what?" we all asked. "I'm not sure...but there was a legend - I heard this when the tour guide was explaining me tablet back in Britain, the legend was that my tablet would become 'divided' once each thousand years, it would bring Egypt's most powerful pharaohs to life so they can see what has changed...but...it couldn't be, right? It's just a legend. Though I've been told about this before...when I was alive, but it never actually happened...we called it the Diversion of the Era"
"Lancelot's a legend" said Meg.
"That wasn't very nice" Lancelot said.
"He's still here, he's as real as he can ever be!"
"I'm not sure if you mean that in a good way, Megera"
"Your tablet bringing stuff to life was a legend or something, and it's true!"
"Meg-"
"Lance! Not now!"
"I'm trying to say something!"
"I'm trying to clear things up here!"
The two started bickering, I couldn't take it anymore.
"Okay! Guys! Zip it! We'll make our way to the Egyptology department, okay? And let's sort this thing out" I said.
SACAGAWEA's POV
"Trust me, it aint gonna work" said Jed, "how do you know? We've never even tried!" bickered Octavius, "cause this situation aint new to us! We've been locked in a box before! Remember?"
Oh...the horror...his words brought back terrible memories of the Smithsonian.
"This is different, we're not at the Smithsonian anymore...I hope..." I said. A lioness roared to agree with me. "Even she agrees!" said Octavius. "Jedediah, we could at least give it a try" he added.
"I'm sorry to interrupt," started Amelia, "but it seems to me that we're in France" she said, "how do you know?" I asked. She handed me a slip, on the slip it wrote:
Amelia Earhart, Museum of Natural History, Smithsonian Contribution Exhibition. SENT TO: Louvre museum, France, Treasures of America Exhibition.
"We're a long way from home, fellas" said Jed.
I couldn't take this anymore. I had to get us out. I took out a knife - I have one in my pouch, and I stabbed the door - hoping it would create a dent, and if I continued doing it, it would form a hole.
But other than a dent, the door opened, revealing the capturers.
"Tres bien, messieurs! I see you have captured all of them!" said a voice...I know I've heard this voice somewhere...
"Not all, monsieur Napoleon...there are still duex (two) on the run"
My eyes widened at the sight.
"Be sure to get them then" said the short man.
"Not good...this is not good..." whispered Jed.