Some guards entered the room and said, “Pharaoh Tutankhamun, is there anything you need?”. “Yes, bring me the animal that we found the other day.”, I said trying to be rude like a royal. Soon a unicorn was brought in. It wasn’t even a real one. It was a stuffed animal. “I decree him to be named Franswé, god of rainbows.” I stated. I really like the name Franswé. I really like rainbows. It all works out somehow. “Tutankhamun, it is time for your banquet in honor of ‘Franswé’.” said a man who looked like my advisor, a very confused advisor, probably because of the name Franswé. Franswé is a  French name.

“Who might you be?” I asked the advisor. “I’ve known you since we were 5!” he cried out as he ran down the hall. I am the worst person in the world, I thought. My servants painted on my make-up and it got in my eye. “OOWWW!” I yelled. I got on a skirt like thing that looked like a bath towel. They put a wig over my pretty much amazing brown hair and scrubbed my legs with oils. “That’s enough…….” I said giggling as the servants washed the bottom of my feet where I’m ticklish. I had a bad feeling about this banquet that I would end up bringing some 2017 into Ancient Egypt. I walked in and sat down. “What are we eating?”, I asked disgusted. “Sugoq wa Kibdah Iskandarani, sausages and liver.” said a woman.

“What’s that?” I said. Pretending to hear what Franswé is saying. “He says he wants to eat Dorito Taco from Taco Bell!” I said. “Sir, what is a Dooreetoo?” a man asked, very confused. Oh my gosh! Did I say that out loud? I only meant to think it! “Umm……..well….”