Title: Move Aside Your Scabbard

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 125

Pairing: Team Underpants

Round/Fight: 1/A

Summary: "Move Aside Your Scabbard": Dom brings these things upon himself. (Part of "His Name is Lancelot" twin-fic series with Sidonie; lyric prompts from Spamalot.)

They crouched behind the garden wall, waiting.

Well, Dom crouched. Evin tripped, flailed madly, and fell, knocking the wind out of himself.

"Shut up! You're going to ruin our hiding spot, and it took us forever to find it!"

"Well, I'm [i]sorry[/i] it's a little dark out."

"Really, now? It doesn't normally get like that after sundown, not at all…"

"Oh, stuff it. Help me up."

"Only if it shuts you up, and I mean it."

Dom reached out a hand, but before he could brace himself, Evin grabbed his arm and pulled.

He succeeded in knocking the air out of himself a second time.

"Ugh."

"You bring these things upon yourself."

"Dom?"

"What?"

"Move your scabbard."

"…wha-?"

"It keeps poking me in the thigh."