Chapter 3. This is it! The big day arrives!
The next day, David and Julie went to the employment agency to try to find a job.
The agency lady looked over their resumes. "Mr. Henson and Mrs. Conners, I can honestly say in 43 years that I've worked for this agency, I've never seen a resume quite like both of yours." She said. "Alright!" David said with Julie squeezing his arm, giving a soft squeal. "That wasn't a compliment." The lady said with a smile. She looked back at Julie's resume. "It says here that Mrs. Conners, at age 20, you were the CEO of Snaptime Industries. Care to elaborate on that?" She asked. "Sure. Well, that was the umbrella corporation for my invention, the Snapper." Julie explained. "You know. Snap, lights come on? Snap, they go off?" She asked, snapping her fingers. "Uh, didn't they already make that?" The lady asked, clapping her hands. "No. That's the Clapper. Which obviously stole a bit of my thunder." Julie said. "I mean, personally I don't see what the big difference is." She clapped and snapped. "But apparently there was a portion in the population that has trouble with snapping." "Clapping's easier." The lady debated. Julie hung her head. "Notable." She said. "I can't help you 2." The lady decided.
But David spoke up. "Um, Molly? Can I call you Molly? Because Julie and I felt a connection when we entered this office and I kinda wondered if you did too." He said. "I didn't feel a connection." The lady assured. David sighed. "Look, me and Julie need a job tomorrow. And if we don't have one- well we just need it, okay?" He said. The lady gave it thought. "I don't know. I might have one thing." She said. "They turned down everyone I've sent over there but-" David and Julie looked at each other as the lady wrote down the address. "Who knows? You 2 might get lucky." She said, handing them the paper.
David and Julie arrived at their destination: The Museum of Fictional History. A museum that holds a collection of historical characters from different movies, tv shows and video games.
As they walked in, they took notice to a Macawnivore statue from the movie, The Croods. They made their way to the front desk. "Excuse us. Hi." David said to a man at the desk. "Hi." The man greeted. "I'm David Henson. This my girlfriend, Julie Conners. We got a job interview with Victoria Addams." David explained. "Right. She should still be in her office." The man said. "I'm Marcus Phelps. I'm a docent here." David and Julie shook his hand. "Let me point you 2 in the right direction." He said getting up from his seat.
Marcus led David and Julie past a couple of anamorphic animal statues. One was a handsome raccoon wielding a staff. The other a hot fox girl holding a pistol. "Ah. Sly Cooper and Carmelita Fox. Right?" David guessed. "Yes. The world's greatest thief and the top rank of INTERPOL." Marcus explained. "Yes. Definitely." David agreed. "They were both lovers to each other, right?" Julie guessed. "Married." Marcus corrected. "Married?" Julie asked. She looked at the fox 'til she saw a ring on her finger. "Oh, I see it." She said. Suddenly, a noise came from behind them. "Please, don't touch the exhibits!" A man called to a boy who was petting the Macawnivore's leg. "Riffraff." The man walked to the 3. "Mr. Phelps, I cannot tolerate this type of chaos! I mean, this is a museum, not a-" The man scolded to Marcus. "Do you know what 'museum' means? It doesn't mean 'Ooh daddy? It's a big saber cat thing. Can I touch it's leg?' No! Work it out please." He asked. "Will do sir." Marcus replied. The man started to walk away. "Dr. McPhee. He's the museum director." Marcus explained. "Seems like a fun guy." David said as they walked away. "Control your young. Please? Can we?" McPhee said to the father of the boy and his sister.
David and Julie followed the map Marcus gave them to the security room. Once at the door, David tapped on a hotel bell, giving a ding to whoever was inside. The top of the door opened. "Hello." A beautiful middle-aged woman with a Spanish accent said creepily. David and Julie laughed nervously, but the woman just laughed. "I'm just kidding." She assured the couple. "Hi. I'm David Henson. This is my girlfriend, Julie Conners. Are you Mrs. Addams?" David asked. "Oh, Mrs. Addams was my mother. I'm Victoria. Good to meet you David. You too Julie." Victoria said, shaking their hands. "Nice firm handshakes. I like that. Tells a lot about a person. Come on in." She opened the bottom door, letting David and Julie in. "Let's talk turkey here." She said, sitting down at her desk. "The museum is losing money. Hand over first. I guess kids don't care about wax figures or stuffed animals from different fictions." David and Julie suddenly felt sorry. "So, they're down siding, which is code for firing. Myself and the other 3 nightguards. They want to replace us with 2 new guards." Victoria explained. "Oh, sorry." Julie said. "Well, whaddaya gonna do?" Victoria said, getting up. "I'd like you to meet my 3 collies here. Jaheem. Patricia. Buzz!" She called to the other 3 guards who were asleep in the room. Jaheem was an African man with grey dreadlocks. Patricia was a beautiful middle-aged Asian woman. And Buzz was a midget. "Ah! Where is he?! I'll kick him it the sacks!" Buzz yelled, being a little cranky.
Victoria rolled her eyes. "Guys, these are David Henson and Julie Conners, the kids who want to be the new nightguards." She introduced. "Whoa, whoa. Nightguards?" David asked. "No, the lady at the agency said this was a museum position." "The most important position in the museum, David." Patricia explained. "They look like weirdies." Buzz said, getting a look at them. David and Julie flinched. "He's a wonderful guard, but terrible people skills." Victoria explained. "Now listen, Lunchbox. Don't try anything funny." Buzz warned. "I once went 9 rounds with John L. Sullivan." Victoria mouthed Buzz's sentence word for word, noting that she heard him say this plenty of times before. "You never fought John L. Sullivan in your life!" Jaheem stated. "People, we have job candidates here. They've both got excellent resumes, winning attitudes and I say let's give them a shot. Whaddaya say?" Victoria asked. David held up his hands. "Hang on a sec. I think me and my girlfriend need a moment to think it over." He said. Julie nodded. "Do you and your lady want the jobs or not, Snack Shack?" Buzz asked rudely, giving David a stink eye. David and Julie looked at each other then back at the guards. "No, we want the jobs-" Julie started to say until Patricia held out her hand. "Welcome to the nightguards, David and Julie." She said, shaking their hands. "David, Julie, meet me up on the second floor. I'll slip into my orthopedics and give you both a little tour." Victoria offered. "Arthritic knees. It's not fun when people get old. Go on." David and Julie headed back out of the room.
When they were gone, the 4 guards stared after them. "You really think they're the ones?" Jaheem asked. "Oh yes. They're the ones." Victoria replied, giving a sly smile.