FUCK

FUCK

I don’t know if this has been done but I kept imagining a sort of Reincarnation!AU, like somehow the exhibits are all destroyed (killed, basically,) and Larry is absolutely heartbroken, because now he’s officially never going to see his friends again and it’s almost more than he can bear.

Then years later, he goes to get his mail and bumps into this blond guy with a Texan accent, who’s just moved into the apartment complex with his partner and their “kids,” (who are all cats.) Said partner then pokes his head out the door and informs Jedediah that a very important documentary about the Colosseum is about to start on TV, so move it cowboy. And Larry is dying to say something, because how is this possible?? But he just leaves them to it and Jedediah can’t help but feel like, “damn, that guy seemed familiar.”

When he takes a shortcut through the park, Larry passes an old couple sitting on a park bench, watching two kids play in the sandpit. The couple look just like Teddy and Sacagawea, and one of the kids calls Teddy “grandpa.” Larry nearly fucking cries because not only do reincarnated!Teddy and Wea have children but they have grandchildren too and wtf is going on?

A new cooking channel starts on TV and the hot-headed chef is none other than Attila. A travelling acting group puts on a performance of Hamlet and Lancelot plays the lead role. All these faces from the past just suddenly appear in Larry’s every day life and he doesn’t know how to feel, because none of them remember him or life in the museum. He almost drives himself crazy wondering how all the exhibits have become people and how they all have their own lives, even though it’s only been like three years.  

Then one day, as he’s walking home, he collides with a young man who (surprise surprise) is the spitting image of Ahkmenrah. He’s a university student who’s currently living with his older brother, but has so many plans for the future and after helping him pick up the books he dropped, Larry is dying to ask him if he remembers anything about being a dead Egyptian pharaoh with a magical tablet but decides not to because, you know, that’s weird. 

When he says goodbye and turns to go, he hears the young man say, “thanks Larry,” even though he never told him his name. 

(I made myself sad.)