AN: This will probably be a story a little on the short side. I just want to clarify that this fic is Zarter and extremely Sanubis, because we all know that Salt is a seasoning, not a couple name.
Disclaimer: Because I am a GIRL, I am obviously not Rick Riordan and do not own the Kane Chronicles.
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I was online doing some research about various Egyptian gods during Sadie's research class. Because Amos was the Chief Lector, we had to have someone take over the class. Naturally, because Sadie is extremely lazy, [Ow, Sadie! You know it's true.] We made a deal. Sadie teaches the research class, and I'll help her with the Sympathetic Magic class. Since the class is all about learning to find connections with the god of your choice, the research involved finding out everything possible about the gods. Well, it was actually a win-win situation for me, because I loved research, while Sadie despised it. I found a particularly good piece about Anubis, and began reading.
I had just gotten to the part about his powers when I found something interesting, about him being able to turn anything he touches to dust at will. Strange, isn't it, that Walt has that exact same power? And he's in love with my sister (Ewwww...) and about to die, which makes him close to Anubis in essence. Sadie also said something about Mad Claude saying that the spirit of Anubis hung around him. Walt had to be a host of Anubis. Sadie was going to freak. Oh, that made me think about my "pet" griffin, Freak. Him and Khufu get on pretty well, but Bast and him...well, they still wonder what the other would taste like for lunch.
I wondered whether I should tell Sadie. I knew she would be put off, to say the least, but she deserved to know. After all, she had told me about Zia when she knew it would shake me up, too. She was teaching the research class right now, so I decided to wait until afterward to tell her.
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Urg. The research class is so boring! I mean, I love all of our initiates, I really do (even Felix), but the ones in the research class are such nerds. I mean, most of them enjoy research. The mere thought makes me shudder. I agreed to switch with Carter because I do need help with sympathetic magic. I mean, finding an emotional connection with an all powerful, immortal being is a bit harder than you would think. At least all I really had to do was sit back while the initiates researched their hearts out. Naturally, I sat in my comfy leather chair, chewed my gum, and sketched out battle plans for our battle with Apophis. And by sketch out battle plans, I mean write out the benefits of dating Anubis versus Walt. I mean, they're both incredibly hot. And have nice eyes. And confuse me immensely. By the time I was done thinking about this, the research class was just about to finish. the clock struck 12, and the research class was officially over. Thank God-gods-ach! The thought made my head spin, as I was already on the verge of a headache after the Anubis-Walt ordeal. Just then, Carter ran into the room, panting. "Anubis*gasp*Walt*gasp*is*gasp* powers-" Then, I cut him off. "Carter, are you off your trolley?" He gave me an oxygen deprived, confused sort of look, then I realized that he probably didn't know what I meant. "Sorry. Are you CRAZY?" I amended. I was actually a little concerned. I didn't know Carter could run when it wasn't for his life! [Ow, Carter! Domestic abuse, much?] "Well," he said, with a slightly smug look on his face, "I may or may not have found something out about our favorite god of the dead." Immediately, the blood began to rush to my cheeks, and it wouldn't stop, no matter how hard I tried to stop it. "Oh, yeah?" I replied, attempting to maintain at least some of my dignity. His face gained the semblance of seriousness and replied, "Yes. I think Walt is hosting Anubis." And that's when my vision started getting a bit blurry.
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