Night At The Museum Octavius And Jedediah Novels & Stories

We were in the museum café by the time it happened, the three of us at a small round table near the window with the afternoon light coming in at the angle it came in at four o'clock in October, and Leo had a hot chocolate and Gerald was propped against the sugar dispenser and Charlie had a coffee and I had tea that was, predictably, already going cold. The museum visit had run long. Not because anything had gone wrong but because Leo's three-wing itinerary had expanded to include a special conversation with one of the museum's education staff about the latest research on ankylosaur defensive behavior, which had not been on the original schedule but which Leo had initiated by approaching the

​"Leo..." ​The surrounding noise of the night seemed to fade into absolute silence. The muffled, heavy thud of the club music behind the metal doors, the groans of the four men bleeding out on the wet pavement, the quiet drip of rain falling off the brick walls—it all died away. The entire world shrank down to just the two of them standing under the flickering yellow streetlight. ​They simply stared at each other for a full, agonizing minute. Neither of them moved. Neither of them dared to breathe.

"That's live feed from your pacemaker." The screen glitches revealing footage of me sleeping before dissolving into a nursery rhyme: "Rock-a-bye baby, in the treetop..." Damien's fist meets the wall. "She's been in our bedroom." **the museum** The Met's Egyptian wing smells of dust and deceit when we arrive. Lucina waits beside Anubis, her emerald necklace glowing faintly radioactive. "Took you long enough." Damien's hand rests on the small of my back right over his concealed dagger. "What do you want?"

The boy had a stick in his hand and, as usual, was drawing patterns, but this time there was a hint of excitement on that blank, delicate face. The snowfall had createda vast clean surface for him to scratch upon. Josephus stood over him and was about to lift Octavus up when he stopped short and gasped. Surely this could not be so! Josephus shielded his eyes from the intense glare and con- firmed his initial fear. He bounded back to the Scriptorium and moments later returned with Paulinus, whom he dragged furiously by the

he said, “but no telling Jackson though he’d wring our necks.” Luca grinned and pulled them both back upstairs for their dance shoes before finding an empty dance room. Jedi pulled the blinds closed so that they would have some privacy. “Alright class let’s get started,” said Jedidiah as he walked over to his soulmates. “Seriously?” asked Williams in a dull tone.

ordered Gideon. "Right away sir. " Judy replied and walked out of the office smiling. "What a way to start the morning. " commented Gideon. Judy called the museum and confirmed their acceptance of the offer. She went back to Gideon and reported to him that the deal had been officially sealed. "However sir. " Observed Judy when she went back to his office. "The museum will be needing fity two bottles of Roaming dog wine and we just have twelve. " she said.

Octavius shivered. The demons rushed towards him. He closed his eyes as the creatures fought to take the first bite, when something bright burned through his eyelids. The whole area was engulfed by a light so bright that one could hardly open their eyes. When the light finally subsided, the dark creatures were gone – scattered, hiding in the darkest nooks and crannies in the dinning hall. Octavius noticed the light came from the table by the balcony. “Vincent’s companions... could one of them be...” His eyes squinting, he looked at Vincent who was equally surprised, then back at the table by the balcony.

Noah I tried to run away. But couldn't, as I recalled this forest. My nightmare. Flashing into reality. The dense weeping willows. Olivia and Liam ambled behind me pursuing the trail I was following. Crooning the same melody. Now the flags of trees motioned to its rhythm. A dark figure in distance lurked at the rear of the trunk. It held on to a camcorder, the lens looking onto the unfilled space encircled by the green and brown giants. The silhouette was too far flung to be clearly seen. But I knew it had a recorder. Almost like a Déjà vu. I’ve experienced it before. Not in a dream or hallucination. In reality. The stage was set. I hurriedly tramped through the two steps into the center, to

That man wouldn’t allow it. Count Vlad’s POV Running towards the source where the screaming came, I see Octavius fighting with two rogues. In a split second, using his magic, he killed them. “Where’s Amilia?” I asked him. “Was that her screaming?” Octavius asked. “Yes... didn’t you see her?” I asked impatiently. As Octavius was about to answer, we saw a body fly off from the third floor. Dashing up, I see Sebastian holding his arm.

The week after the gallery opening passed surprisingly smoothly. Daniel had shifted easily into friendship mode, occasionally sending me photos of 'fascinating pack dynamics' he observed on campus. Even Carson's security protocols had been suspiciously absent lately. But as I got ready for my date with Oliver, I couldn't help feeling both nervous and excited, between wanting to go and not going. "Wear this," Odette declared, bursting into my room with what looked like half her wardrobe. "No arguments. The natural history museum might be educational, but that doesn't mean you can't look amazing while Oliver teaches you about their new conservation exhibit."