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Muppets Night at the Museum

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by BeakerSqueedom, Sep 6, 2007.

  1. BeakerSqueedom

    BeakerSqueedom Active Member

    “So this is the tablet?”

    I asked in admiration as I lightly traced over its unique design. “You bet!” chirped King Tut with a nod of his head “Just don’t do anything with it.” He warned “If you do, we won’t be able to come back to life!” He cried fearfully at the thought of returning to mere inanimate objects. His friend nearly gasped at the idea of not being able to be with her loved one “You better not!” She demanded with a glare that could melt ice. Startled, I jumped back. I ran my hand through my hair “I won’t.” I assured. The woman smiled kindly when I spoke, what a lovely smile she had “Rehema, why don’t you introduce yourself?” He asked softly “Dead slave, murdered by Nefertiti, and buried by Tut where his tomb was to be.” The way she said it made my stomach turn. “Sorry about that.” I apologized awkwardly. “Don’t worry.” Rehema said with a small shrug. The king took her hand into his lovingly “Aw, at least we are together again, right?” He expressed looking to her warmly. The woman nodded “Yes.” She replied planting a kiss to his forehead. “Gosh, after a couple of centuries,” He murmured “you still know how to amaze me.” The goofy look on his face was just priceless. The former slave shook her head “You’re such a silly little pharaoh.” “Yah know, you still owe me another kiss.” He cooed. “Later Romeo.” She whispered in his ear.

    I cleared my throat loudly, snapping them back to reality. “Sorry sir,” he uttered “For what?” Rehema butted. I laughed at the way they bickered at each other. “You’re royalty! If the night guard protests—just order one of those statues to chase after him.” I saw an Anubis growl at me “Why would I do that?” He inquired innocently. “Um guys…” I stuttered. The black statue growled even louder and approached me slowly, bearing sharp teeth. “Honey, you’re scaring the night guard,” He said “just look at him.” She did and gasped “No! BAD! DOWN!” Rehema bellowed as I found myself cornered by two giant canines. “Jiminy Crickets!” King Tut exclaimed. “Stop!” he shouted. Its red eyes glowed at the sound of his voice. The other statues bowed ashamedly to their master. “Aw, don’t worry guys—you were only doing what Rehema said.” He comforted kindly patting one of the bowing dogs in the head. “Rehema, you have to be carful.” He scolded lightly. “Yeah, I’ll have to remember that.” She said awkwardly. I sighed in relief “Thanks.”.

    Rehema escorted me back “Sorry,” she started “I did not mean to.” Her smile was heartbreaking. “It’s a-okay.” I soothed. “Miss Rehema!” cried Theodore, who took her hand and kissed it. “Mr. Roosevelt!” She saluted. Her greeting was echoed by a more furious tone of voice “Mr. Roosevelt!” I turned to face another wax figure. “Have you seen my cherry tree?” the man interrogated stiffly. “Mr. Washington sir!” saluted Theodore “I haven’t.” he answered. “Ah,” The man stomped the ground “when I find this criminal—I will have him beheaded!” “You may be Father America but that don’t mean yous got the money to be talkin’.” Spoke a rich looking man. George Washington (Sam the Eagle) gasped at the person’s defiance “How uncivilized of you Mr. Rockefeller!” I was amused, who knew they had a rivalry? Rockefeller (Johnny Fiama) shrugged “I need it for a date,” He paused “Yous got a problem with that?”

    Charles Darwin (Sal Minella) rushed in “Don’t bother arguin’ with da less evolved!” He spat “Come on, he’s no you!” He ushered. “Less evolved? No respect!” Declared the first president with stiff air “Besides, Dexter is a girl!” Charles corrected. A chorus of gasps cold be heard. “Right Dexter?” The man asked. The monkey nodded and threw a piece of rock at me. I grabbed my forehead in pain. The monkey ran and I just had to chase after it. King Tut looked to Theodore worriedly

    “Mr. Roosevelt, stop him before he does something he’ll regret!”

    [Tut's "friend" is Sara--just a reminder.]

  2. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Yes... And the rest of the cast is filling up splendidly. Laughed at Sam as Washington asking about his cherry tree... Smiled at Johnny and Sal as Rockefeller and Darwin... Looking forward to the next bit from you Beaky Squeaky.
  3. BeakerSqueedom

    BeakerSqueedom Active Member

    Thanks---I simply have to gain that security that you writers have. LOL!

    Thank you Eddie.
  4. Pork

    Pork Active Member

    Haha, that's funny.

    Who ever knew Dexter was a girl?
  5. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Wait... What Dexter are we talking about?
  6. Pork

    Pork Active Member

    did I missread...oops
  7. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    No... Methinks I'm the one who misread something, which is why I'm asking.
    Hope that's OK.
  8. BeakerSqueedom

    BeakerSqueedom Active Member

    Yes Porky!
    Dexter is indeed a gal in this little story. ;)
    Just for a good laugh.

    I was probably not too clear. :/
  9. Java

    Java Active Member

    I enjoyed this update!
  10. BeakerSqueedom

    BeakerSqueedom Active Member

    Hope things go well for you soon!

  11. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Um... Any new exhibits to showcase here in this museum-type place?
  12. BeakerSqueedom

    BeakerSqueedom Active Member

    I am grounded. :D
    So, yeaahh...no exhibits for a long while. *SIGH*

  13. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Wha-huh? You mean your feet are firmly rooted into a patch of earth outside your house? Tough luck. Here... *Hands her an umbrella, you'll need this in case it rains to keep you dry.
  14. BeakerSqueedom

    BeakerSqueedom Active Member




    Thank you Eddie. *Snugs....somehow...with effort..*

  15. BeakerSqueedom

    BeakerSqueedom Active Member

    I scrambled to the elevator at the sight of those growling faces “Oh, you in trouble, Dum-dum. You'd better run-run. From Attila the Hun-Hun!” Taunted the island head. Attila (Sweetums) struck an intimidating pose before charging towards me with his gang following loyally behind. I pressed the button hurriedly. The metallic door slid open like a gate of heaven. I threw myself into the elevator and pressed the up button. Attila’s furry head got caught when the doors closed. I cringed at how disturbing it looked. The big barbarian managed to safely get his head out of its hold. A temporary feeling of relief washed over me “So, how’s life treatin’ yeah?” asked deep voice.

    “Rockefeller?” I asked, thinking, didn’t I see him a few seconds ago? “Yeah, don’t wear it out.” He stated, leaning against the silvery wall. This caused me to scratch my head “Where’s Washington’s tree?” I asked. “Gave him back the tree.” The man replied. “Why did you need it in the first place?” I jumped a bit when the doors opened. “Didn’t you hear me?” The look on his face was flat. “Oh yeah,” I said, “Date?”…Based on his reaction, it was obvious. “I’m sure everything will work out for yah, buddy.” Darwin comforted. “Shut up, Charlie.” He rubbed his temples as his lackey tried desperately to make him happy. “She’s been asleep for a long time….there are other gals here!” Their voices were heard no more. Sleeping….a wax figure?


    The warmth passed reluctantly from New York, and bodies were wrapped in coats. Children pressed their button noses against the store window just to stare at the newest toys--lovely dolls, dancing bears, funny trolls, and stuff that kids typically liked. Seeing a snow warlock sitting at the display window, reminded me of just how cold it really was. Teeth chattered as I felt Jack Frost nip at my nose. My cheeks itched with the passing winds “Hope I don’t come down with a cold,” I sighed, wondered if it was all just a nebulous dream. I bumped into several people on the way to work. I could not believe it, how was I going to explain the little event last night?

    I smiled at Rebecca, a worker here. She had such a lovely smile and the package wasn’t bad either. Oh wait, did I think that? Sorry, I know this is supposed to be a PG story. I waved to Melissa slowly not sure of what I could’ve said. “Hello, Larry.” She greeted, allowing busy hands to sort out applications and the like. “Can I speak to the janitor?” I asked. “He’s in there.” Melissa directed absentmindedly. I flew to the equipment room and closed the door behind me “You knew, didn’t you?” my voice was low, yet demanding “And your name is not really Beauregard!” The young man blinked “What a crime I’ve committed,” He started comically “Spare me from the man who’s about to be chow.” I raised my eyebrow “Huh?” I asked, feeling just a little bit stupid.

    Anna emerged from the floor dressed as Queen Antoinette, holding a sword with a strange sort of grace“I am a wax figure!” She cried wildly “Hear me roar!” “No one ever answers my questions.” I complained. Claudia entered the room “Hellooooo, handsome!” the girl interrupted and dragged me away from the room “Hey, I know you must be a little upset.” Her voice was slightly deep as she spoke “Cold?”. She nodded at me, “Yup, I’ve gots a cold.” Her brown eyes lingered to the other door “Bryan kept telling Edward to tell you, but he has a liking to give the element of surprise…” she explained. I marched toward his office, only to lay sprawled on the floor. “Wait!” Claudia cried, throwing herself over me “This is rape!” I cried. “No, no, no!” The girl cried. “Ladies, sic him!” Alex declared. Tony cleared his throat as well as many of the other boys “Sorry!” She apologized.

    “Is he alive?”

    “Anna, stop poking him!”

    “If I kiss him…will he turn into a prince?”

    “Claudia, use common sense!”

    “What Meli? I was only foolin’…”

    “I have this dreadful urge to do the chicken dance…”

    “Hopefully not with Ryan, Beau.”

    “Good heavens! No!”

    “Who’s gonna explain this to Eddie?”

    “Meli, I think we should send Rebecca to do that.”
  16. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Update! Yaey!

    But... Who's Rockefeller? Who's Darwin? Who's Rebecca?
    Nice chaos at the end, rather liked it. *La-de-da-deum... More for the museum...
    *Rotates around in swivel chair, rolling off to the next story. Noonie noonie noo...
  17. BeakerSqueedom

    BeakerSqueedom Active Member

    Charles Darwin= Sal
    John D. Rockefeller= Johnny Fiama
    Rebecca= Larry's friend...one of the main characters in Night at The Museum


    Hope that helps, Count.
    Well, someone seems pretty happy today. :D

  18. Pork

    Pork Active Member

    Yah, Update.
    haha, yeah, I liked the chaoticness too. Made me laugh.
  19. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Thanks for the answers Squeeky. Now pwease,post more?
  20. BeakerSqueedom

    BeakerSqueedom Active Member

    I slowly opened my eyes to the brightness shining through the window "Just a h-ellish nightmare." I said. It certainly was a strange dream that I hoped to never have again. Remembering I was supposed to be gaurding the museum, I got up only to realize that the sun had beat me to it. It was dawn. The figures did not stir...

    I guess it was just a terrible dream.

    [Short, but it was something I posted in my small freetime...]

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