A curly brunette talked to herself as she reads the titles and volumes of books on a exceedingly tall ladder that reached the tip top of the shelves. She stuttered out,
"T Tr- Tri- Thutmose's. My what are you doing here. I'm going to put you where you belong." She stated reaching on her tippy toes to the T- section in the library. She felt the ladder tilt back and she shrieked before managing out a weak help. As soon as she stated that another young woman comes in and peers up from her book before yelling Evie and catching the curly brunette as she falls off the ladder before both see all the bookcases do a ripple effect like dominoes around them.
"We are in serious trouble." gulps the other young woman. Evie merely nods in agreement before saying "oops". At hearing the noise the curator walks in flabbergasted until he spots the two young women in the middle of the mess. Then angrily exclaims,
"Look at this Sons of the Pharaohs! Give me flies, locusts, anything BUT you! Compared to you the Plagues were a joy!"
Evie manages to stutter out,
"I'm so sorry sir it it was an accident."
He gives a taut smile,
"My girl when Ramses destroyed Syria THAT was an accident. You are a catastrophe! Look at my library! Why do you I put up with you!" he groaned.
"Well, well you put up with me because I can read and write ancient Egyptian, mhmmm, and I can read Heretics, and why I am the only person within a 1000 miles who knows how to properly code and catalog this library that's why!" she finished triumphantly.
" I put up with you because your mother and father were our finest patrons! Allah rest their souls. Now i don't care how you do it or how long it takes, straighten up this meshivar!" He exclaimed looking at both girls before storming off.
"Well that wasn't too bad. Come on Evie I'll help you." said the girl smiling.
" Thank you Jean." Evie quietly said before starting to pick up the books around her.
After about three hours both girls were done cleaning and straightening everything back up. Jean panted,
"Hey where's Jonathan?" Evie looked around puzzled and shrugged.
"Maybe he's in the mummy room?" she replied. Both exited the meshivar and headed down the corridor towards the mummy rooms. Both gulped as they saw all the recently added display cases. Evie grabbed a nearby torch and started looking around. They heard a thump in one of the new cases and edged closer, Jean whispering out,
"Al-Nam? Marvin? Bob, is that you?" and with slow edging towards the coffin they noticed nothing wrong with the case until the mummy popped up with a screech.
"AAAAGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!" both girls shrieked terrified before Evelyn realized it Jonathan laughing in the case.
"Have you no respect for the dead!" snapped Evelyn before putting the mummy back in its proper position and helping her brother out.
"And you threw your twin sister into another spell of hers! You know how weak her heart is!" She angrily exclaimed.
"I' I'm F- Fine." Jean weakly muttered out before sitting on one of the feet of the sculptures. Jonathan, even feeling guilty through his drunken stupor slumped his head before thoroughly apologizing to his twin.
" I'm so sorry Jean I promise I won't do it again.' he stated with a hiccup and gave her a long squeezing side hug.
"Oh! You can have my treasure too! I found it on a dig down in Thebes!" he said half jokingly.
"Oh Jonathan not another worthless trinket." Evelyn huffed rolling her eyes.
Jean feeling a little better widened her eyes and gingerly grabbed the uniquely shaped box.
"Evie I think he may have actually found something."
"Really!" Evelyn said with surprise in her tone. Jean nodded and "clicked" the puzzle box open revealing the folded map inside. All three looked at each other excitedly before running off to find the curator......
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