Chapter 7:
(Maco)
It was something Kahmunrah said that made me think while we ran from his guards. It was that "the favorite son" thing . It made me wonder about Kahmunrah's story about his parents. If Ahkmenrah won't tell me about his family; then maybe Kahmunrah will. I let out a deep sigh as I continued to hide and run with Larry and Amelia. I know I was growing tired of running and wanted answers really badly.
But as soon as we were caught, Larry and I were taken to Kahmunrah. I can't believe I'm saying this about my significant others brother but; he's bat shit crazy! But what got me the most is whenever he mentioned his mom and dad, sadness would touch his face.
"You should go" I said turning to look at Larry "what? Are you kidding me? I'm not leaving you here with him" Larry said sternly, I took a deep breath "I have to talk to him" I said reassuringly. Larry nodded his head and left. I sighed and turned around "you. Kahmenrah" I said walking towards him "Kah-mun-rah" he corrected me, I rolled my eyes "so sorry my king" I said bowing. I knew he wasn't a good king but he still was a king.
"Kahmunrah, I have things to ask you. . . about your brother. . . About your family" I said twiddling my fingers. Kahmunrah looked up and sighed, "it is a long story Maco kings of The Museum of Natural History" Kahmunrah said. " I rolled my eyes; when Ahkmenrah and started to date, he always called me 'Maco Kings of The Museum of Natural History' I hated it so much but it was just how he spoke.
"Just call me Maco or Ms. Kings" I said with a heavy sigh "you don't tell him what to call you, girl" a black and white mafia man snapped, I turned around and rolled my eyes "shut up Al Capone, at least he wasn't imprisoned in Alcatraz like you were" I said winking. I was in a room filled with bad men that ruined pieces of the world. I held myself and groaned " we have all night Kahmunrah" I said walking towards him.
Kahmunrah sat down on the floor and crossed his legs "it all started when 'he' was born" Kahmunrah said quietly as I sat on the floor next to him "everything changed when he was born. . . Father didn't care about me once Ahkmenrah was born, he was all that mattered to them" I looked down then back at Kahmunrah. . . I can't believe I was saying this but; I feel sorry for Kahmunrah.
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Night At The Museum
Fiksi PenggemarTired of not having job he can hold onto, Larry Daley starts to work at the Museum of Natural History with the help of his all black wearing neighbor Maco Kings. He later discovers that everything in the museum comes to life at night!
