The adventures of Tintin, Malory and Snowy.

Tintin, Malory and the cigars of the Pharaoh 2. (2)

Tutankhamun, Rah and friends.

Malory POV:

It was starting to get dark but luckily the woods seemed to get thinner the more we walked.

Dr. Sarcophagus, or maybe now... Ramses, kept humming that same tune but at least now he added words to it, which, unsurprisingly, were kind of odd.

"Nah Nah Dam, the horrible woods! The Pharaoh chased the reporters, the reporters thought it was all in fun, and asked for a glass of water." He sang and I couldn't help but give Tintin an amused smile, which he returned.

We came to a stop when we saw that we reached a glade and at its' center was a nice bungalow with lights in its' window.

Tintin POV:

I rang the bell and the door opened.

"Why, hello there!" The man who opened greeted us nicely.

"Sorry to bother you-" I started but got cut off when Dr. Sarcophagus suddenly passed me and excitedly jogged towards the man, shouting: "Tutankhamun!"

The man got startled and backed away in surprise.

"Oh no!" I scolded Sarcophagus as Malory and I grabbed a hold on him while he laughed crazily and kept trying to reached the man. I turned to look at him again.

"Uh, sorry to bother you, sir, but our friend has been hit by a poison dart. We need to get him to a hospital." I explained.

"And a pair of pants along the way would be nice." Malory commented as the doctor finally calmed down and we let him go.

Dr. Sarcophagus started humming and dancing again and we watched him, still kind of surprised by his actions.

"Ah yes, I see... Well, actually you two are in luck! One of my guests is a man of medicine." The man finally spoke up before shouting into the house, "Oh, Dr. Finney!"  

One of the doors opened to reveal another man, whom the lights of the hallway behind him gave him some aura-like spot.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Rah!" Dr. Sarcophagus suddenly said as he made his way towards Dr. Finney, got on his knees and started bowing down before him while chanting the name every time he did.

Dr. Finney looked at Dr. Sarcophagus, dumbfounded as well, before looking at us for explanations.

"It seems we've got a spot of bother, Doctor." The man, who let us in, said.

"I think he's been poisoned, sir." I explained as we stood behind the bowing doctor.

"Bring him upstairs, I'll examine him there." Dr. Finney replied.

"Uh, Ramses the 2nd?" I started, making Dr. Sarcophagus stop bowing, "Rah would like a word with you."

"Oh goody!" Dr. Sarcophagus cheered as he got up and followed Dr. Finney.

Malory chuckled at me as I smiled.

 "Well, when in Egypt..." She shrugged.

Malory POV:

Our host led us to another room, where an elderly couple was standing with their backs to us and examining an odd looking dagger that was hanging on the wall.

"Mr. and Mrs. Snowball, allow me to introduce..." Our host started, getting the couple's attention but quickly trailed off when he realized he didn't get our names.

"This is Malory, and I'm Tintin, pleased to meet you." My friend introduced us before shaking Mrs. Snowball's hand while I shook Mr. Snowball's.

 "Charmed." Mrs. Snowball said in delight.