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You changed into your uniform with a sigh. You loved your job, but everyone had those
days where you just didn’t feel like doing anything. And unfortunately for you, this was one of
Y/N!” You heard someone call. You closed your locker and turned
around. Your mood brightened immediately
when you saw your long-time friend approach you.
Larry,” You said while you hooked your flashlight onto your belt. “What’s up?”
do you mean, ‘what’s up’? I can’t talk
to one of my best friends without an ulterior motive?”
sure you can, but you have that look on your face.” You raised your eyebrow. He tried to come up with a successful counter
argument, but failed.
fine. Can you handle the Hall of
Miniatures? I took their plane away and
now they won’t stop trying to tie me up.”
“Fine.” He grinned.
“But I’m not going to clean up after you forever, you know.”
I got it.” Shaking your head, you made
your way to the Hall of Miniatures.
While the Western and Roman dioramas were happy to see you, the Aztecs
were still a little bitter towards you and Larry. You sat down at the front desk and began to
pick the tiny arrows out of your hair and palms.
I take it your night hasn’t been going so well?” You looked up at Ahkmenrah as he pulled
another chair over and sat down next to you.
Ahk.” You turned back to your stinging
palms. “I forgot the hockey gear so no;
it’s not off to a great start.” He
laughed as you pulled another needle out of your hand. You hissed in pain. Ahkmenrah’s smile faded.
“Here.” He grabbed your hand and began to help you
remove the arrows. “Are there any more?”
don’t think so. Are there any in my
hair?” He looked over your head.
think so. If you turn around I can help
you get them out.”
be great, thanks.” You spun in your
chair so your back was facing the Pharaoh.
He gently began to comb through your hair, picking out arrows as he came
have lovely hair, Y/N.”
“Thanks. I think the arrows add a nice touch.” He laughed as he pulled out the last
arrow. You pushed the arrows off the
counter and into your hand. You stood
up. “I’ll be right back.”
are you going?”
just going to put these in the office.
I’ll be two minutes tops.” He
nodded and you walked away. You opened
the door to the office and dropped the arrows into a small glass bowl filled
with similar weapons.
the office!” You replied over your
shoulder as you pulled out a few Band-Aids.
just wanted to say thanks for dealing with the Aztecs—What happened to you?” Larry gasped when he saw your hands.
forgot the hockey gear,” You shrugged.
He came over to you and took the Band-Aids from your hand. Before you could protest, he took your hand
and began to gently wrap the Band-Aids around your fingers.
be. I was being stupid.”
“No. I should’ve been able to suck it up and do my
“Hey.” You looked at him sharply. “It’s my job too.” He sighed after a moment.
guess you’re right. But I still don’t
want you getting hurt.” He dropped your
hands and you threw out the wrappers.
but I can handle myself.”
know. But I’m still allowed to be
worried.” You didn’t know what to
say. Was Larry actually worried about
you? You looked around the room
awkwardly. Your eyes landed on the
should get going.” You said as you
slowly turned to walk away. “I told Ahk
I’d only be a few minutes.” Larry’s mood
seemed to darken, but he nodded.
course,” He tried to hide his mood change, but you saw it. “Tell him I said ‘hi’.”
will.” You walked away. What
was that about? You shrugged it off.
was longer than two minutes,” Ahkmenrah commented when you returned.
You apologized. “I got caught up talking
to Larry.” Ahk nodded, but something
seemed off about him to. What’s going on? You were about to ask him, but he beat you to
I ask you something?”
was wondering if you would be willing to go on a date with me?” He blushed at the last part and you were
shocked into silence. “I mean, you don’t
have to. All we can really do is walk
around the museum so if you don’t want to I totally understand. Like you won’t be hurting my feelings. Well, I might be sad but I’ll get over it so—”
“Ahk!” You cut off his rambling with a laugh. “Calm down.
I’d love to.” He slowly smiled.
“Great!” He exclaimed excitedly. He blushed at his sudden outburst. “I mean, great. Let’s go.”
He stood up and offered you his hand.
“Y/N!” You turned around as Ahkmenrah huffed
we help you, Larry?” Ahkmenrah asked
with a slight sarcastic undertone.
Ahk.” He nodded at Ahkmenrah before
turning to you. “Can you go lock up the
Dexter stole my keys.” You sighed and
looked at Ahkmenrah apologetically.
sorry. I’ll be five minutes, okay?” He nodded and smiled at you.
course. Do you want me to come with you?”
I’ll be fine.” You turned and briskly
walked to the African exhibit. You heard
footsteps behind you. You turned just as
Larry caught up with you.
if I tag along?” You shrugged.
Y/N?” He asked as you turned the corner
to the African exhibit.
I ask you something?”
“…Yes?” You asked suspiciously.
was wondering if you wanted to go out for drinks?”
we lock up? I know we’re not supposed to
leave, but I think Teddy can take care of things. Plus we’d only be gone about an hour and a
half, which really isn’t that bad considering we have eight hour shifts so what
do you say?” You sighed.
I’m sorry but I already have plans with Ahk.”
“‘So?’ You just want me to blow off Ahk?”
not going anywhere and I’m sure he’d understand.”
but you’re not going anywhere either.
Plus he asked me first.”
but…” You looked at him suspiciously.
are you jealous?” He didn’t answer. You sighed.
“Larry. You are one of my best
friends. You’re like a brother to
me. But I like Ahk, and I think he likes
me too. I’m sorry, but I can’t go out
with someone I don’t like in that way.
It wouldn’t be fair to you. And I’m
happy with the way things are now.” He
sighed after a moment and nodded.
“Okay. As long as you’re happy. But if he does anything to hurt you, I’m
going to lock him up for at least two weeks.”
You laughed nervously.
fine. A week.” You locked up the door. “Now go on.”
You smiled and hugged him.
yeah,” He hugged you back, and pushed you back towards the foyer. “Go have fun on your date.” You smiled back at him one last time before
you turned back towards the foyer.
So i-aint-quittin-you and I got this headcanon that Caesar is the emperor of the Roman diorama and that he is part of the Museum. Which is very cute, because he is reunited with his son and stuff.
But now, we all remember the end of NatM 3 don’t we? The whole museum was ‘dead’ when Larry and the others returned. I read somewhere that the exhibits are still able to see and hear everything that happens around them when they are not alive, so imagine Caesar standing there and watch how his son returnes. He isn’t able to move or talk, so he just assumes that he is able to ask the next night were Octavius had been. But the next night he doesn’t move and he realizes there is something wrong. He just stands there staring at Octavius and knows that he never gets the change to say goodbye. and it breaks his heart.
Octavius probably thinks the same thing, he didn’t say goodbye the other night because he had just lost Jed and he didn’t want to lose his dad again. And it would be must harder to say goodbye when the other male could not respond.
Also, imagine Jed al by himself. He isn’t able to stare at Octavius or his dad, he is only surrounded by his men.
Sunny made the headcanon a little bit happier by adding this: Larry would come in a few days later and have the exhibits arranged so that the Roman empire was across from the Western diorama (switching the Mayans with the Romans) Jed and Octavius eyes would meet and sudden tears would appear, because they can. Larry would softly whisper : No problem . and then walk away to see the other exhibits.
A certain person is going to kill me for this headcanon.
Setting: During NatM3 when Tilly brings the tablet back to the NY museum for the British event.
Octavius groans and begins to stretch. Finally, the sun has set and the tablet has brought the whole museum back to—what? Octavius straightens his helmet as his mind goes blank. “Great Caesar’s ghost!” He exclaims to himself out loud, just to make sure that what is happening, is actually happening. “Why am I alive…? Has the tablet returned?”
Octavius leaves his station as the rest of his Romans come slowly to life. Many are confused, since Octavius had explained the situation to them before they froze. He attempts to calm them down. “Nolite comedere—Do not fret. I shall find out what is happening.”
Roman Cowboys and Western Centurions || Clothes Swap drabble for an Anon
//It’s not that long, but I hope you like it either way, nonnie! :D
It was one of those snotty nosed children that visited the museum. It had to have been. Octavius had not been awake during it, but he knew that it had to be one of those children. There was no other explanation as to why he’d woken dressed in something that was certainly not his military uniform. It had been the first thing he’d noticed when he’d woken. The excess fabric and how hot it seemed in his exhibit. When he’d looked down he saw why.
NATM Characters & Their Respective Hogwarts Houses: the super lengthy analysis.
Ultimately, many of these placements were decided based upon
how the characters relate and interact with others, and how the Hogwarts Houses
might alter or deepen those relationships. Feel free to debate any of these how you see fit.
Pictured is the Western gray squirrel diorama, which takes place in July, near Rogue River, Oregon. This perspective, high in towering sugar pines, affords a rare close-up of two western gray squirrels. Unlike the extroverted eastern gray squirrel, the shy western gray prefers the seclusion of thick tree canopy. Tree squirrels are not very sociable and their encounters can turn aggressive. Squirrels challenge each other by chattering their teeth, stamping their feet and flicking their tails. Chases to assert dominance break out often.
Squirrels and trees need each other. Squirrels rely on tree seeds for nutrition, and many trees, like these sugar pines, depend upon squirrels to disperse some of their seeds.
Like all conifers, pines produce their seeds inside cones. Sugar-pine cones are huge and heavy—but western gray squirrels are big enough to haul them away. The squirrels then pluck the scales and chew the seeds inside, sometimes “in the round” like we eat corn on the cob.
Squirrels devour most seeds right away, but also bury extras to eat in winter. Forgotten seeds are thus “planted” to grow anew.