Scarlet's POV
Once I got back to the museum I noticed they weren't standing outside anymore. I rode my horse back into the museum heading toward the Egypt section.As a precaution I put the tablet in my satchel and drew my sword. I'm hoping if it comes to it I know how to use it. Keeping my helmet covering my face I entered the Egypt section.
Suddenly all eyes where on me. I carefully got off my horse and strapped my sword to my hip. "Shouldn't you be with Lancelot your "highness?" Man Larry sounded rude. In response I took my helmet off.
"If I was the queen I would have stabbed you for being disrespectful dad." He looked at me shocked then hugged me. "Careful the suits dangerous."
He stepped back. "Speaking of which what happened exactly?" I explained everything about my theory and putting in the suit and tricking Lancelot. "Speaking of which..." I took the tablet from my bag and handed the tablet to Ahk.
I was expecting just a "Thank you" or something but he sat the tablet on the floor and grabbed my wrist. Pulling me to him he put his lips on mine. To my surprise I kissed him back.
My first kiss was stolen by a 3000 year old King of Egypt, and it was the best kiss I could have ever asked for. His hands were on my waist and mine were tangled in his hair.
Once I came back to Earth I realized we had a audience. Blushing I broke the kiss and hid my face in the crook of his neck. I felt like I was on cloud nine right now.
I didn't want to face everyone in the room so I decided to be the weird me and go explore again. Just as I was about to walk off Ahk grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him. I guess it was embarrass Scar day.
As long as I was with Ahk everything would be okay. "Oh I almost forgot!" I turned to look at everyone. "I sorta thought ahead to the fact Ahk would want to stay with his parents. So I may have made some calls and if they want The museum in New York made a agreement with the British museum so they can be a exhibit there."
Everyone looked at me like I had two heads. "What I can think ahead!" They laughed and Larry put a hand on my shoulder. "Nice job Scar, I'm proud of you." I swear my face was as red as a tomato. Today just kept getting better.
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Museum Life
FanfictionScarlet Smith had never acted the way a 16 year old girl should. I guess it didn't help she was the adopted daughter of Larry Dailey, the night guard at the Museum of Natural History in New York, where she finds out strange things happen after dark...