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Title: Night in the Museum AffairFandom: Man from UNCLE
Prompt: 354 – Mummy
Warnings: None really
Rating: G
Summary: Napoleon and Illya spend a night in the museum. Did that mummy move?
Illya capped his communicator and tucked it back away. Truly he had been joking about the mummies, but he had a very uneasy feeling here. Perhaps it was his history with Egypt and the fact that three times that country’s desert had nearly killed him. The only thing that saved him the last time had been a tiny cat by the name of Bastet. He tossed his empty coffee cup in the trash and went back to work.
He moved quickly through the mummy exhibit and stopped in front of a display case with hundreds of cat statues. Egypt had revered cats and worshipped them. They had mummified cats, erected huge temples to them and even prayed to a cat deity. The cats had never forgotten that. He ached to reach out and stroke the Bastet sarcophagus that was displayed. It was inlayed with precious jewels, but it was its eyes that captured his attention and imagination. They were so life-like, so knowing. Despite knowing better, he reached out and stroked the carved head. He could almost feel the responding purr.
The hair on the back of Illya’s neck stood up and he whipped around. Nothing was changed and yet…