Ch.2- A Red Beetle and A Black Cat
You really wished you could say that after the alarm had been turned off and everyone calmed down that things would have gotten better from there, but with three rare jewels missing and no one knowing where they had gone or what to do... it resulted in some very tense feelings from the museum directors, their staff, and the visitors in general.
Security had been ordered to frisk every single patron and was slowly making their way down the line of at least 100 people between a half dozen guards. You and your tour group were the last ones to be searched it appeared, with how your group was the only ones to not run out of the room when things started.
You sighed, looking around and seeing as you were not exactly needed any longer. You politely excused yourself from the others, apologizing for the troubles and wishing everyone a good afternoon, and made your way back to your secret paradise inside the museum. You knew you'd be searched later, but in all honesty, you didn't want to have to wait in a giant line any more than the rest of the kids your age seemed to want to.
When you had first arrived at this museum a month ago and your parents started to settle into their offices, you had found an empty broom closet. And after a day of work, had converted it into an office of your own. You even had a small window installed at the top to make it look less broom closet and more like an actual private space for yourself. Your mother was kind enough to put a door sign on it as well, making you really feel important.
You had barely settled into your small little makeshift lounge room when you heard the doors swing open again and various sets of footsteps walking past the little room. You got close to the window, peeking out as you saw several figures starting to walk by your little room towards the conference room, but you doubted there would be a business discussion . Rather, you suspected it was an interrogation.
Your father was walking in front of two security guards, and behind the three of them were the UA teacher and the boy who had the strange black bolt in his hair. You inhaled sharply, knowing this poor boy was going to get your father's direct rage about what had happened. His greatest find was now missing three pieces and he certainly was not happy about it.
You shook your head, settling down into the plush seat you had in this space. Maybe some Youtube videos would cheer you up a bit, seeing as your first tour had gone terribly. You needed to do one last thing though, and get this tie off. You were able to understand why your father always removed this thing first when he got home... it was a tight and restricting strip of fabric and you wanted it off!
You undid the tie and let relief flood through you as you breathed in some air. Dropping the tie down beside you, you didn't expect to hear a small clink as you did so. But you did, and your eyes dipped down to see a small black gem peeking out from inside the knot of the tie.
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Kaminari inhaled sharply, looking down at his knees. The museum director was pacing back and forth in front of him, looking a terrifying mix between pissed off and utterly confused. It was as if the worst parts of his teacher and ash blonde friend had combined together. He didn't know what to do or say other than just sitting here and hope that the worst was not going to come.
"Do you have any idea what kind of disaster this is, young man?" The director finally started up. "Do you have any idea the value of those artifacts?"
"N-no, sir." Kaminari spoke, trying to be as polite as he could manage.
"Well... I'd say they are worth more value, heritage, money, and effort then you will ever see in any of those things... in your lifetime!" The director was going red in the face, fast.
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FanfictionMoving from place to place all your life had never been something that made you happy. So when your parents had promised you'd be able to spend the rest of your high school career in Japan, it was a dream come true. Two and half years of staying in...