The Protagonist System

I didn't want anyone to accuse me of lying, so I actually did go to the museum to check it out. It was exactly what you would expect when you entered a museum and I wasn't disappointed. I was tempted to pilfer some of the art, except it was pretty much worthless.
Instead of raiding the office to find out which ones were the most expensive, I picked the best ones that would look good on a living room wall. I stored six of them and went past the caveman exhibit and into the next section. I whistled at all of the aeronautical memorabilia and spent half an hour just looking at everything.
For a lark, I took out one of my normal sets of clothing and transfigured it into a copy of a WW2 US Airforce uniform, minus all the badges and the rank identifiers. I didn't want to be accused of making fun of anyone or be seen as stealing their glory. I stored my new flight uniform and went to where the planes were.
They didn't have a copy of the plane I had in parts inside my inventory, so I went into the back and checked out what they had stored. All I found was the wings of an old bi-plane and the plans to make a new display. I copied the papers and grabbed several of the large empty shipping containers and left the museum.
I entered the back of the moving van and spent several minutes arranging and
the shipping containers with the plane parts I had access to. I filled three of them to near the top and closed them up, then I set the larger pieces of the fuselage on top of them. It was surprisingly easy to set everything in place and I went to the driver's side to start driving back to camp.
I was halfway there when I remembered I needed to alter the shipping paperwork. I stopped at the side of the highway and did that and added the parts list, assembly instructions, and a flight instruction manual. It was simple in design, because it was made for civilians in a medieval society to put together and to learn from, which was perfect.
When I arrived back at camp, almost no one was there at the fifth parking spot to greet me, except for Carl and Sophia. I laughed at myself for being arrogant enough to expect a round of fanfare every time I came back, even though I didn't have anything this time for anyone to really get excited about.
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