DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Kane Chronicles characters. But I think I own some duct tape *Looks around and holds up duct tape* all praise the almighty duct tape!

NOTE: This is set after The Red Pyramid, and may contain spoilers.

How to Fix the Scales of Truth

"I really thought that when you came back the scales would be fixed" stated Anubis to Julius Kane.

"I thought so too" said Julius to the funeral god, nodding.

"Could it mean that Ma'at is out of balance?" asked Anubis.

"Possibly" answered Julius.

The set of scales that dominated the room was still bent. At the base of scales there was a monster that Sadie Kane once called a 'hippodoodle', Ammit the Devourer. He was sleeping, and apparently enjoying his dream of catching a bus-full of rabbits. Anubis and the host of Osiris stood there looking at the scales. After ten minutes of this, Shezmu (the demon god of blood, wine and perfume) walked in.

"Raahhh! What's everyone doing?" he shouted.

"Staring at the broken scales. Want to join?" asked Julius politely.

"Raahhh! Yes!" he screamed before walking over to join Anubis and Julius.

20 minutes later, the ba of the former and first Chief Lector Iskandar came in with a good suggestion. "You could try duct tape."

The little group of three stared at Iskandar blankly.

"Go away!" shouted Shezmu.

"Fine" sighed Iskandar's ba.

AFTER 1 HOUR, 2 BATHROOM BREAKS AND 15 BOTTLES OF WINE FOR THE DEAD.

"I wish we had a phone" said Julius.

Anubis nodded. "Not to mention Thoth's number. That would definitely help."

All three of them agreed.

"Maybe we should try some duct tape" stated Julius after another mind-numbing-ly boring half an hour of staring at the scales. By this time Shezmu had left, saying he had better things to do. 'Make wine from blood' as he put it. 'Go get drunk' as Anubis put it.

Anubis agreed. "But where are we going to some?"

Julius and Anubis met each others eyes. "Thoth!" said both of them.

AFTER ONE PORTAL TRIP AND A ROAD TRIP TO MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE

Anubis arrived at the university and went straight into Thoth's office.

"Hello dog-boy, what do you want?" asked Thoth less than politely.

"Duct tape to fix the scales of truth" demanded Anubis.

"Honestly?" laughed Thoth.

"Yes, baboon-butt. Now are you going to give it to me?" questioned Anubis.

"Fine, to fix the scales though" stated Thoth as he gave the funeral god a roll of duct tape.

"Thanks baboon-butt" said Anubis as he took the roll and left.

BACK IN THE DUAT, AFTER JULIUS AND ANUBIS TAPE UP THE SCALES

"It looks... alright" said Julius.

They had attached the bent scale back to the rope and had wrapped the whole thing together multiple times.

Of course it looks alright! It was fixed up with the almighty duct tape!

"Who said that?" boomed Anubis as he and Julius looked around for another person.

Me. The author.

"Oh yeah" muttered Anubis.

Now everyone, remember. Duct tape is like the Ma'at and Isfet. It has a tidy side, a messy side and it keeps everything together and in balance. The end!

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