The adventures of Tintin, Malory and Snowy.

Tintin, Malory and the cigars of the Pharaoh. (Final)

India, here we come!

Malory POV:

"What was that?" I asked Tintin, who was rubbing his head in pain, as I looked at the ground to see what hit him; A stone wrapped in a cloth.

"Psst! Over here!" A muffled, high voice made Tintin and I stop what we're doing and look up at the window before getting up to see who it was.

Two figures wearing blue Arabic women's clothes looked at us, their eyes being the only thing visible.

Tintin and I looked at them in confusion as one of them pulled something out and held it out for us to take.

"A file?" Tintin wondered out loud as I took the little blunt knife from them and they started walking away, "Wait! Who are you?"

The figures hushed Tintin before telling us to hurry and cut the crowbars and disappearing into the night.

"Did those two women seem suspiciously familiar to you too?" I asked quietly with a frown of concentration as I kept staring at the spot where the two disappeared.

"We'll figure this out later, let's get to work!" Tintin said as he took the file and started cutting the crowbars off while I watched the door.

No One POV:

Tintin finally managed to cut off the last crowbar before pulling it out with a little grunt.

He got out before climbing back up a little to help Malory out.

"Come on, Malory!" He rushed her as she grabbed Snowy and put a hand on Tintin's shoulder to push herself up on the window and get out.

He grabbed her by the waist and placed her down on the ground before she did the same with Snowy.

Malory was about to ask what now when suddenly someone grabbed Malory from behind and clamped a hand on her mouth just as she started to scream in surprise. Tintin turned around and backed away a little to see that it was one of the figures from before and he was about to fight for Malory's freedom when someone grabbed his shoulder and he looked over to see the other one hushing them both down.

They nodded in response and the figure let Malory go.

Malory POV:

We ran down the street before stopping in front of a door.

One of the figures pulled out a key and opened the door, letting Tintin, Snowy, the other figure and I go in first before locking behind him.

"It's safe to talk now." The figure said as they turned to look at us.

"I wanna thank you-"

"Thought you'd given us the slip, did you?" My eyes widened in surprise when the figure pulled the cover off of his mouth to reveal Thompson before the other did the same and revealed Thomson who finished with: "Shameless drug smugglers."

Oh, I'm not surprised because it's them, I'm surprised because they've managed to pull this whole operation of breaking us out off.

But Tintin, on the other hand, was quite surprised.

"Thomson and Thompson!" He exclaimed quietly before getting serious, "Look! We're not the smugglers! The colonel is! At least he's involved. We were framed, detectives. They kidnapped us AND Dr. Sarcophagus!"

Wait! So he wasn't a general?

A MINOR DETAIL, MALORY! A MINOR DETAIL!

"Kidnapped? Why?" Thomson asked as he and Thompson stopped sharing suspicious glances and started taking us seriously.