This is just a little story, one of the great legends of Excalibur! :p
As we all know Excalibur likes to talk and in this case it is pure torture to the students of DWMA. They find themselves in a situation thinking they're going to be faced with a villian, a witch, or something! And who walks through the door...
It's a Shrimp! It's a Rabbit! It's a…..a….. an… Excalibur?
The Meisters and Weapons sat tied to a bench. They were sat boy girl boy girl. The line started with Liz, then Death the kid followed by Patty, Blackstar, Then Tsubaki, then Soul and next to him was Maka. It was completely dark. Not a sound, not a movement.
"Does anyone have any idea where we are or what the hell happened?" Soul asked. They looked around.
"I don't remember anything." Kid said.
"Nope!" said Patty.
"Me either." Liz answered.
Maka shook her head unknowingly and said, "Not a clue."
"I don't know either." said Tsubaki.
Blackstar sighed. "This sucks."
Through the darkness came a sliver of light which began to grow as two large doors opened away from each other. They leaned over to see who their attacker was, if they had even been attacked. The room filled with light and a figure stepped through the door. The light began to fade again as the door closed shut. Darkness. Then they heard a pitter patter on the floor and bright lights turned on. They all squinted, blinded by the sudden light. In front of them stood a creature about three feet high. He wore a top hat. He held a cane. He had….. No pants…? They stared at him.
"What the hell?" Blackstar yelled. They turned to him questioning. "What's he doing here?" They looked again at the thing.
With one realization they all yelled, "Excalibur?" He twirled his cane and stamped it on the ground.
Leaning on it he said, "My friends, my friends, I have returned!" They gasped in horror and struggled to break free. Excalibur laughed triumphantly and pranced around.
"I'm here to remind you of my glory as the holy sword! The one and only!" he announced whipping his cane through the air and tossing it like a baton.
"My story, my how I was brave. Bold! Heroic! I am no other than the famous Excalibur!" His enthusiastic voice echoed through the room and the group cried out, desperately trying to spun and with a solid stance began, "My legend dates back to the twelfth century…"
So there you have it. Nothing big I just got bored... Hope you found this enjoyable! Who knows, this may be a great idea for a new story. The tales of Excalibur! A trilogy maybe! :D