𝑺𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏- 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐜☽

𝐕𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞☽

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Nat's heels clicked against the marble floor as she walked into the museum for work.

"Good Morning Nat", J.B. winked at her as she walked by the security.

"It's Miss. Ammar please" she said back with a straight face.

Nat placed her things in her office and put on her badge as she walked out into the main room seeing Steven talk to a little girl in front of a sarcophagus.

"-suck for you? Getting rejected from the Field of Reeds?"

"That doesn't make sense because I'm not dead, am i. Am i-"

"You trying to steal my job Steven?" Nat said with a smirk on her face.

"Ahh- don't scare me like that Nat. And no I was not trying to steal your job 'cause you're more fit for the job than me, I'll say that" His British accent rolled out as he looked at Nat up and down. Nat smiled at him but Steven was once again frightened.

"Stevie. That better not be you again." Donna asked as she was carrying a pile of boxes

"Sorry Donna. Yeah sorry. Got it" Steven apologized while grabbing the boxes out of her hands. "There we go," He grunted as he placed them on the counter.

"I don't know how many times i have to tell you this, you're not the bloody tour guide, Stevie."

Steven started putting on his name tag, "Steven, actually. I am... Steven" pointing to it.

"No, you are bloody useless unless you're actually doing what you're paid to do. Which is to sell these to children '' Donna slid the basket of treats onto the counter.

"Got it"

"You gotta start doing your job, Stevie" Nat mocked Donna with a British accent, as soon as she left.

"Yeah, yeah, i know" Steven looked up at Nat who had a big smile on her face. "You know maybe you could put in a good word for me, aye?"

"Oh my gosh of course I can, I would love to." Steven's eyes lit up, "I mean Donna will completely change her mind about you and you'll become her favorite employ-"

"You're being sarcastic, aren't you?"

"Mhm" Nat smiled with her hand resting on her chin.

Their moment was cut short when another one of their employees came up to them- well morally Steven.

"Hello." The curly haired woman said as she walked up.

"Hello." Steven awkwardly waved at the women.

Nat awkwardly stood off to the side, watching them.

"How's the sugar trade going?"

" I don't even know what this has to do with Egypt really. They didn't have that back then, did they?" He held up a pouch of candy, "No. they liked figs and dates, and..."

She quickly cut him off, "My next tour's here but just checking, we are still on for 7:00 tomorrow?"

Nat was flabbergasted. Steven has a date? No way in hell.

"7:00 tomorrow?"

"Best steak in town?"

As Nat started zoning out of their conversation, she felt a sense of unease. She looked down and to her dismay she was looking back at a pair of cold eyes. It was the reflection of her friend, but he looked different and he was looking right back at her. Her friend had gleaming bright eye and this man definitely did not. Nat cocked her head to the right in confusion.  But as quick as he appeared, he was gone. Nat quickly shot her head up into the interaction between her two co-workers, ignoring what just happened

Steven, still extremely confused, went with it, "Oh, yeah. right . Yeah."

"Yeah? Okay." she finally walked away chuckling.

Steven quickly stopped her, "I'm sorry, but are you asking me out?"

She pauses to let out a laugh, "You're funny. I'll see you then." And at that she walked away.

"Wow" Nat gasped, "Steven Grant has a date. I would have never expected that one"

"Oh? Are you just jealous that I'm not going out with you?" He said back with a smile.

"What? No, of course not, I'm just surprised. That's all." She laughed, "Wait, did she say a steak? What in the world is a bloody vegan gonna eat in a steakhouse?"

"I don't know, Nat. Salad? Bread?"

Nat giggled, "oh that's pathetic. Have fun with that." she lightly hit the counter and with that she was off.

"Oh man, what am I gonna do with you?" He muttered to himself as she left.

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Nat walked around her apartment in a tank top and panties, trying to avoid the creaky panels on the floor.

"Would it hurt you to put some actual pants on for once?"

"Actually it would."

"You make my life miserable"

"You're welcome" Nat said with a wink at Anubis.

Anubis' tall frame walked around her room, "I have a mission for you."

"Ooo, do you? I was starting to think you thought I was getting too old."

"I'm sending you to the Australian Alps tonight to receive the scarab that leads to Ammit's tomb."

"Oh, so now you want to find Ammit?" She said to the god with a scoff. "Sorry, but I'm not going."

"Steven Grant is going to be there."

Nat froze in her place, "What?" .

"Or at least his alter ego."

"What do you mean by his alter ego? And why is he even gonna be there?"

"Steven had DID, dissociative identity disorder. Steven Grant is just one of his identities."

"What about the other one?"

"Marc Spector, a mercenary." man in the reflection.

"But that doesn't answer my question on why he- they are gonna be there."

"Marc Spector is Khonshu's avatar. As far as I know Steven doesn't know about any of this, not even about Marc."

Silence.

"Nat?"

"How long have you known about this?"

"Since you moved here."

"God! You're so fucking annoying! You've known about this for 2 years, an- and never said any-fucking-thing?!" Nat flailed her hands yelling at her god.

"It was for your saf-" he was quickly cut off.

"Oh, so now  you go on about safety? You're such bullshit. First about Ammit, and now this?!" Her Egyptian accent more pronounced. 

"I'm sorry mortal, it was my fault for not saying anything. I take the blame."

"Just give me the details about tonight. But this conversation is NOT over."

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Word Count: 1112

A/N: Yay another chapter. Some Steven and Nat happening. Nat was definitely jealous when she found out Steven was going on a date. Some more action will happen in the next chapter and maybe a special someone will appear. ;)