Leave To Camelhot To Four

                                By Golden Dragon

                                   

(It is another beautiful day in Camelhot, home of the knights of the Square table and King Allfire, as Wingclaws the half-cat, half-dragon wizard brews a magic potion for energy boasting. Then, a purple-skinned dragon passes by, singing and playing his lute)

Wandering Minstrel:(Singing) Set with the jesters with heads of bone, Flicker and Wingclaws were left to defend Camelhot alone. But as matter of fact, they'll be good defenders, when Count Jeffrey and his evil knights attacks…

Wingclaws: It is done! But who I'm find dumb enough to test it?

(Just then, a two-headed dragon jester, Slinker and Clinker come in through his doorway)

Slinker:(In a cheerful voice) King Allfire isn't here…

Clinker:(In a deeper voice)…so we're here to entertain you.

Wingclaws: How'd you two get into my stair-less tower? What's this about the king? (Looks at his brew, smiles, and dives two flasks into the brew) And why don't try this soda pop? (Hands them the flasks)

Slinker:(In cheerful voice) Oh boy!

(The two heads gulp down the potion, and make strange faces. Wingclaws uses his magic to check their body, but finds nothing different.)

Wingclaws: The potion didn't change you, so why are you making those faces?

Clinker:(In deep voice) It tastes horrible…

(Wingclaws grumbles as he dumps the brew into his failure-potions disposal bag. Later, he is at the throne room with Sir Loungelot's squire, Flicker)

Wingclaws: Flicker, where is everyone?

Flicker: They are all at the Feudalistic convention, and gave us the honor to defend Camelhot.

(Outside is a man in a cheaply made dragon suit is listening in and then runs to another castle. This one is falling apart and home to Count Jeffrey, prince excellence oppressor of the poor and weak. Jeffrey is sitting on his damaged throne and is listening to what the dragon spy is saying)

Count Jeffrey: So that mutant wizard and meddling squire are the only ones at Camelhot…Evil Knights Number 1, 2, and 3! (As he calls them, three not-so bright looking knights come in)

Evil Knights 1, 2, and 3: Yes, Count Jeffrey.

Jeffrey: We are conquering Camelhot and leaving this wreck! (The yell causes pieces of the roof to fall on the four evil humans) But first, let's see some good doctors first. Oh, my back…

(It is later, and Flicker and Wingclaws see Count Jeffrey and his evil knights scaling up the wall of Camelhot Castle)

Flicker: It's Count Jeffrey! Get the boiling oil!

Wingclaws: We don't have any! You used the last of it to cook Sir Loungelot's dinner! But, I have something that will work just as well! (He disappears in a puff of blue smoke and reappears with the bag of his failed potion) Take that, Count Jeffrey! (He spills the potion over Jeffrey and the evil knights, sending them to the ground)

Flicker:(Looks nervous) Wingclaws, was that potion safe?

Wingclaws: It didn't work on Slinker and Clinker.

Flicker: Did you test it on humans?

Wingclaws: No, why?

(Just then, Count Jeffrey and the evil knights grab Flicker as giant golems. Wingclaws disappears and reappears much bigger in construction clothing, armed with a sledgehammer. The Jeffrey golem gives Flicker to the giant Wingclaws and runs away in terror, followed Evil Knights Number 1, 2, and 3. Wingclaws puts Flicker on his shoulder and the Wandering Minstrel is on the other. Don't ask me how he got up there)

Wandering Minstrel: (Singing) Flicker and Wingclaws have defended without hassle. But, for the Count Jeffrey, the worst isn't over. He can't fit into his castle…

 

(Count Jeffrey is shown trying to fit into his castle door)

Count Jeffrey: Can someone get me a shoehorn?

                                                                                                                        The End