The Night at the Museum (Book 3)

Trouble

Savanna's POV

I was dressed as an Egyptian tonight, standing next to Ahkmenrah. We were in his exhibit, looking at the tablet on the wall. There was some sort of corrosion on it, a green color creeping up the gold.

"Have you ever seen something like this?" I asked.

"No. It's never happened before. I don't know what it is," Ahkmenrah answered.

As we watched, the green crept up a bit more. Ahkmenrah seemed to space out for a second, staring at the tablet. I caught him and set him back on his feet.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yes. I'm fine," he replied.

We stayed in the shadows of the room where all of the 'special effects' were going to be happening. A large crowd of people were sitting there, ready to put on a show. We watched as Teddy rode in on his horse, Texas, beginning to give a background history of himself. Constellations swirled around the room, Dexter swinging on the silks from the ceiling. It was going great until something happened. It might've had something to do with the tablet's corrosion. The exhibits started acting weird and went off of their script. We watched in horror as everything went up in flames, metaphorically.

Later, we were in the hallway, after everyone had left. Larry was scolding everyone while I was just wandering around. It wasn't their fault that they had been acting strange. I ended up in the Egyptian department with Aziza. The tablet was still there, the green covering more of the gold than before. I frowned, thinking that the tablet was the problem. We needed to find a way to fix it, and fast.

The next day, Larry told me that Ahkmenrah and the tablet were going to be headed to the British Museum. Ahkmenrah's parents were there, and they could help with the tablet. Nick was going with the two of us as well. We landed on the other side of the ocean, driving the crate to the entrance. It was nighttime when we arrived, and I was a little tired. I would have to push through it, though.

"Hello," a woman said at the gate.

"Hi, we have a delivery for you," Larry told her.

"I will have to confirm it," she informed us, after she was a little crazy with her hammer.

She dialed McPhee, confirming that the package was indeed to be delivered. She let us in, and Larry and I helped to put the crate in the loading room. I didn't listen to a word the crazy lady guard said, as most of it was random stuff. Nick drove the truck out while Larry and I waited until we saw the familiar golden glow of the tablet. The woman was asleep, and we let Nick in the gates. Ahkmenrah opened the door and let us in.

"So, where are we going?" Nick asked.

"Larry, some of the others wanted to come to," Ahkmenrah said.

Teddy, Sacajawea, Attila, Jedidiah, Octavius, Dexter, and a Neanderthal came out. Aziza hissed when she saw the last person to pop out of the box. Larry had the Neanderthal guard the door while the rest of us waited for him. Once he was sure the Neanderthal wouldn't go anywhere, he joined us. We set off to find the Egyptian department. I had looked up the map of the museum and led the group confidently through the place. We heard loud footsteps on the marble floor ahead of us, right before a triceratops came around the corner. I stopped as Larry moved forward, taking a bone from the wall.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Nick asked.

"How do you think I trained your pal, Rexy?" Larry answered.

He threw the bone, which was caught by the dinosaur. It was chomped in half as the triceratops looked at us.

"Lawrence, may I suggest another plan?" Teddy asked.

"What?"

"Run!"

We all turned and ran, me up front leading the group. We headed into a large circular room, closing the heavy wooden door and bolting it. I knew it wouldn't hold it and dragged Larry and Nick out of the way. Seconds later, the door was broken. Larry, being the crazy man he was, grabbed a small mace and hit the dinosaur in the head. It merely served to anger the creature, and Larry was pressed up against a soldier.

"Need some help?" the soldier asked.

"What?" Larry replied.

"Move," the soldier said.

He shoved Larry out of the way and fought with the triceratops, ending the fight by punching it in the nose. Whimpering, the dinosaur walked away.

"Sir Lancelot, at your service," the soldier said.

"Theodore Rosevelt, twenty sixth President of the United States," Teddy responded.

"I have no idea what that means," Lancelot exclaimed, shaking Teddy's hand.

"Clearly, you don't know much," I said.

"And who is the pretty lady?" Lancelot asked, turning to me.

Ahkmenrah tensed up next to me, his arm snaking around my waist.

"I am Nafretiri," I answered. "I am already taken, in case you were wondering."

"Such a shame," Lancelot murmured.

"Not really," Nick told him angrily.

Attila spoke in his native language, feeling in the brim of his hat. It was then that we realized Jedidiah and Octavius had disappeared.

"Where are they?" Nick asked.

"Must've fallen out when we were running," I answered.

We retraced out steps, finding Octavius's cape fluttering in the heating vent on the floor. We ran over, Larry turning off the vents. I pulled the vent out of the floor, looking into it.

"Nick, give me your phone," Larry instructed.

Confused, Nick did as he was told. Larry found a piece of leather and walked over to Dexter.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Nick asked.

"I'm sort of set up to track your phone," Larry answered.

"You're sort of set up to track my phone? You track my phone?"

"Yeah, I'm your dad. I'm looking out for you."

"Hold on, hold on. 'Spying on' is not the same as just looking out for someone."

"You'll get it back, I promise. But right now, it's going on the monkey's back," Larry said, tying the phone to Dexter's back.

    The monkey jumped into the vents and started to venture off. Hopefully, he would find Jedidiah and Octavius. While Dexter went through the vents, Larry tracked him with his own phone. Lancelot kept annoying me by saying how pretty I was until I had enough.

    "I am not yours, Lancelot. I will never be yours. I do not technically belong to anyone. I am a person, not an object. If I belong to anyone it would be Ahkmenrah. Stop wasting your breath trying to get me to be with you," I snapped.

    All eyes were drawn to me. The silence was broken by Larry's voice.

    "Guys, we're gonna have to cut through Asia," he said.

    Lancelot drew his sword and walked over to him. I rolled my eyes at his behavior and followed. Hopefully, he would be gone soon.