Family - 1 week
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"Give it back Dexter!" You chase the mischievous monkey as he messes with your crown. You have no idea how he got it, but you are sure if you don't retrieve it soon he will do something regrettable to it.
"Dexter, please just give it back!" You turn a corner, nearly colliding with Sacajawea.
"I apologize! Did Dexter come this way by any chance?" You look at the Native American girl hopefully.
"Yes, and I happened to notice what he had. If you would like, I will help you track him." You quickly nod and the two of you race through the halls after the monkey. Finally you corner him and she grabs the crown.
"Dexter, you know better! Now go play with the other creatures in your exhibit." He dashes past the two of you and she places your crown back on your head.
"Thank you. That is the third time he's taken it from me." She chuckles.
"He and Larry, the previous night guard, had an old vendetta. Sometimes, they reminded me of two brothers, constantly fighting with one another." You smile.
"Yeah, everyone has been telling me about Larry, but I still don't understand why he left. From what I can tell, it has something to do with Ahkmenrah and his tablet; however I still do not know the whole story." She frowns slightly at your request and pulls you to a nearby bench.
"A few months ago, there was… a problem with the tablet. It was becoming corroded, and we were acting erratic. The magic was running out. So, he took Ahkmenrah along with a few of us to the British Museum where Ahkmenrah's father and mother could help. To shorten a very long story, we fixed the tablet, but the time came when Ahkmenrah had to leave his parents whom he hadn't seen in thousands of years. The rest of us decided that it would be best if he and the tablet stayed there, with them. Larry was upset, but eventually accepted it. We came back and said our good-bye's before the sun rose. We didn't come back to life until you and your necklace arrived. Teddy said that the new night guard doesn't even come inside, he just paces out front, and sometimes, he isn't even there." You look at her in surprise.
"The Pharaoh hadn't seen his family in thousands of years? He was awake, every night, and never got to see his parents?" She sighs.
"There were many years when he couldn't even leave his coffin because the old night guards locked it. It wasn't until Larry came along that he was finally let out." You feel many wet drops trickle down your cheek and recognize them as tears. Quickly you wipe them away, but she still notices. She hugs you and encourages the tears to fall. It doesn't take much for them to comply and flood your cheeks.
"My family, Wea, I am never going to see them again." She rubs circles on your back.
"I felt the same way when I was taken from my tribe. And yet, years later, I found my brother again. The world works in strange and wonderful ways." You sniffle as you draw back.
"Thank you."
"There is no need to thank me; I only wish to aid you in your sorrow. If it helps, we could refer to each other as each other's dei', or sister." You smile.
"I would like that, sister."
A/N: Ok, so apparently nobody likes this story enough to REVIEW or anything, so... oh wait, you like it? Well then please tell me so down in that little white box. Because from the lack of feedback of ANY kind, I'm getting the feeling that nobody likes this story.