Who Are You? (A House of Anubis fanfic)

The creepy cellar and Mick telling Violet he's leaving in the next week

Nina, Fabian, Amber, and I walked down the stairs through the 'broken' oven to the cellar. "Back in the dusty cellar again. Just like the old times. You know, when we used to share." Amber said, slightly frustrated. The three of them look at each other before Nina and Fabian pull up their sleeves. "Ouch. Matching tattoos right before you split up?" Amber said. 

"It's the Mark of Anubis. It means we have to find the mask of Anubis for this Egyptian spirit." Nina started. "So far, so Sibuna." Amber said, understanding. "If we don't, we forfeit our lives." Nina continued. "Oh, well. It's not like you're going to die or anything." Amber said. "Amber, that's what 'forfeit our lives' means." I said. 

"Yeah, and I didn't want to get anyone else involved in case they got cursed too, like this crazy person." Nina said, getting frustrated. "What? If by crazy, you mean trying to help you then guilty as charged." Fabian said. "When you're done squabbling, I am trying to deal with the fact that my best friends are totally cursed here." Amber said. 

"And I know how that feels. So here's the deal. We have to put in the combination and go through that door. You two don't." Nina said. "We can't ask you to take a risk like that just for us." Fabian agreed. "Have you seen the colors I accessorize with? I'm the queen of risk." Amber said. 

"Besides, I'm taking a greater risk than that. I have to carry a fucking goddess for the next twenty seven weeks, in case you've forgotten." I said. "Wait, what?" Amber said. I sighed. "Amber, this is a long story that I'll explain later." I said. Amber nods, then puts her right hand over her right eye, as do I. "Sibuna." Nina said, following us shortly before Fabian. "Sibuna." Fabian said. 

"Can we go find this mask now because I think they're doing cake upstairs?" Amber said. "Okay. 1890. Here goes." Nina said, putting in the code. Nothing happens. Nina looks over at Fabian. "Yep." he said just before it opened, revealing Robert Frobisher-Smythe's study. "Yes!" Nina said. We all enter, me being the last one in. "Some kind of study." Fabian said, looking around. "Seriously, there isn't going to be something behind door number one that isn't old and crusty." Amber complained. 

"Well, this study has gone untouched for about fifty years, Amber." I said, looking around. I know it wasn't my first time in here, but it still amazed me every time. We then notice that the door has shut. They panic, but I remain perfectly calm, wondering when they're going to find the button. "This must be it." Fabian said, hitting the button which opens the door. "Well, at least we know we can get out now." Nina said. 

"We've been able to get out all along. I've known how to get in here for ages." I said. "Why are you only telling us now?" Fabian asked. "Well, I tried to tell you before, but you didn't listen. For the past few days, I may as well have not existed to you three." I was absolutely frustrated. They only now notice that I'm the fucking Egyptian and Frobisher Encyclopedia.

"That's Sarah." Nina said, looking over at a photo of Sarah when she was nine. She then starts looking over the desk. "Look at this." Nina said to Fabian, reaching for something. I was watching Amber. "RFS. Robert Frobisher-Smythe." Nina said, reading off one of Robert's pens. 

Amber accidentally knocks Robert's portrait off of the wall, revealing the amulets he made to protect people from his traps. Since I was carrying a goddess, I didn't have to worry so much about that because any curse would be lifted by Ra himself. "Weird place to keep your jewelry." Amber said. "There's a different hieroglyphic for each one. A spider, crocodile, cow." Fabian said. 

"I've seen these before." Nina said. She reached over for the map and opened it. "See? Same as the amulets. But how do these amulets help us find the tunnels? We've hit a dead end." Nina said. 

Fabian was looking around. "Have you seen these? They look like journals. RFS. " He picked up one of Robert's dusty old journals. They have nothing interesting in them anyways. I read them a lot. "They're Robert Frobisher-Smythe's diaries! Why don't we take a few each and see if they may have any references to amulets or doorways, yeah?" Fabian said, coming to that realization and asking. I know it'll be redundant, but I'd like to read them anyways. 

"Great. Because I had nothing planned for the rest of my life." Amber said. She was totally disgusted. "Amber, think of it this way. At least you won't be pushing out a watermelon in six months." I said. Fabian took mine because I didn't want to harm the baby due to all of the dust on them. 

We went back upstairs soon after that. I saw Jerome and Mick coming down the stairs. "Hey Mick. What's up?" I asked. "She broke up with me. She thinks that the sooner I leave the better." he said. "Mick, I'm sure that's not true. She did this for you. She really does love you. The only reason she broke up with you was because she wanted what was best for you, you know that." I said. "I know, but maybe I should go soon. Within the next week or so." Mick replied. "Whatever you think is best. I've got your back." I said. "Thank you. Goodnight." he said, giving me a hug. "Goodnight Mick." I said. I went into my room and passed out.