*dances happily with Mokuba*
Me: We got reviews, we got reviews.
Mokuba: Yaaaaay!!!
Me: In honour of the two encouraging reviews I received, I am going to make this chapter extra long. And try to get the third one up tonight as well. (no promises.)
Mokuba: Keyo till doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh, or 'A Knight's tale.'
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Joey was elated by his victory.although he was suffering from a sever headache and disorientation from the blow to his head, which had left the face of the helmet badly dented. This, in fact, had been a blessing in disguise, because it gave him an excuse not to remove it when receiving the prize, which would of blown the whole scheme. Once he, Tristain and Yugi had left the small stadium, they had buried the knight. He may have been an old pain, but he had looked after them and had been as kind as any father. Yugi had given the service, as he had worked under a priest for a few years. Afterwards, they had split up. Yugi had gone off to try and sell the trophy, and Tristain was trying to force the helmet off of Joey's head. In a meadow, about a mile out from where they had been only that morning, Tristain had begun smacking Joey in the head with a large stick, in hopes of balancing out the dents so they could get the helmet off.
"GAH! That's enough Tristain! I don't think that it's gonna work!" Joey yelled as he was knocked to the ground for the fourth time.
"Well if you'd just hold still and stop being such a big baby then maybe this would work a lot better." Tristain retorted, raising the stick. "Let's try this again."
An hour passed, and somehow, the repeated beating had worked. And once Joey was out of the armour, he had taken the stick and chased Tristain down with it, attempting to beat him into the ground.
"C.C'mon now Joey. It got the helmet off didn't it?" Tristain called nervously as he ran like hell from the vengeful squire.
"I know Tristain. Now hold still and stop being such a big baby!" The badly bruised Joey yelled as he pursued his friend.
It was fortunate, that at this time Yugi returned, having sold off the trophy. He had met a travelling merchant, and had been able to haggle a good price. Once he had managed to calm Joey down, they sat around the cart, which held all of the knight's equipment, and their own things.
"I managed to get fifteen silver florins for it." Yugi declared, holding out the shining coins. "So that's five for Joey," he passed five coins to his blond friend, "five for Tristain," Tristain happily took the coins from Yugi. "And five for me." He wrapped his hand around the coins. "Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm using this to get home. It's back to England for me." He declared happily.
"Ho ho.I know exactly where I'm going with this!" Tristain beamed. "I'm off to the nearest tavern, and I'm getting all I can with these. Cakes, biscuits, potatoes, fresh bread." He began to drool slightly.
"What about you Joey?" Yugi asked. "Home or lunch?"
Joey had been staring at the coins in his hand since they had been given to him.
"Joey?" Yugi began to get a little worried.
".buns, pies.OH, and piping hot vegetables." Tristain continued to daydream.
"Joey?"
A sly smile spread across Joey's face. He turned to his friends and took their coins.
"Hey!" Yugi yelled.
"My lunch!" Called Tristain.
Joey counted through the coins in his hand and then handed back to his friends only one coin apiece.
"One silver florin for each of us, which leaves twelve for training and lances.and repairs to the armour of course." He said, mostly to himself.
"What are you on about Joe?" Yugi asked.
"Yeah. And give me back the rest of my money!" Tristain demanded.
Joey looked at his friends, a look of excitement, joy and mischief gleaming in his eyes.
"We can do this guys." He declared.
"Do what?" Yugi asked, confused.
"Yeah. Clue us in Joe." Tristain called. Just as confused as Yugi.
The smile on Joey's face widened.
"What we just did there. We can do it again." Joey grinned.
"You mean impersonate a knight!" Yugi was both shocked and surprised.
"ARE YOU CRAZY?" Tristain yelled. "IF WE WERE CAUGHT, if we did attempt something that crazy, WE'D BE FOR IT. DEAD. LIKE THE GUY WE JUST BURRIED!"
Joey waved his hands, and tried to reassure his friends.
"What if we're not caught eh? We have a chance to reach riches and glory that we have only dreamed of."
"Joseph. What is your name." Yugi asked seriously.
Joey didn't respond.
"I asked you. Joseph Wheeler, what your name was. "
"Look Yuge."
Yugi cut him off.
"It's not 'SIR' Joseph. It's not 'COUNT' Joseph. It most certainly isn't 'KING' Joseph."
Joey looked down at the dusty road.
"Face it Joe. We're peasants. Born to peasants. Riches, fame, glory.it's all out of our grasp."
Joey looked Tristain in the eyes.
"A man can change his stars! For these twelve florins, the three of us can change our stars!"
"Stars and glory are out of our reach Joey! Can't you understand that! But a full stomach, that dream can come true."
"I WILL NOT SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE AS NOTHING!!!" Joey yelled at his friends.
"Joey.THAT is nothing." Yugi pointed to the corps hanging from an old gallows. "And that's what we will be if this plan went belly up."
Joey stared into Yugi's eyes, then turned and walked back a few feet, and held out his hands. Six florins in each.
"If you guys can take the coins from my hands.then take the money. Go home, or eat lunch. Fail.and we try this."
He got into a fighting stance, and bunched up his fists, covering the coins. His friends did not move. Joey then relaxed his stance, and opened his hands once more.
"See.the money doesn't matter.I'm telling you this will."
"NOW!" Tristain yelled.
He rushed forward and rugby tackled Joey, driving him into the ground. Yugi leapt at one hand, and Tristain began to reach for the other. Joey struggled and made desperate efforts to throw them off. Tristain bit at his arm, and Yugi began to brutally kick him in the sides. As the dust flew around them, Joey managed to throw Yugi into Tristain, knocking him off. He hauled himself up and looked at the teeth marks in his arm.
"You SEE! You see now how hungry I am!" Tristain yelled.
"Guys. Trust me. This will work. And besides." Joey smiled slyly, and opened his hands once more. "I still have the coins."
"He has a point." Yugi shrugged.
"You win." Tristain submitted.
"God love you Joseph." Yugi shook his head.
Joey smiled broadly and embraced his friends.
"I know Yuge. Cause no one else will."
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Mokuba: Hey.I thought this Chapter was called 'Of plans and.mmph
Me: Don't give the game away. If I did that this chapter would be way to long. I'll try and do the third one tonight as well.
Mokuba: Okay. Think we'll get more reviews.
Me: I hope so. Reviews give valuable advice to writers.
Mokuba: Yeah. Which you need cause you're that useless.
Me: Grrr.
Mokuba: Yaaaaay!!!
Me: In honour of the two encouraging reviews I received, I am going to make this chapter extra long. And try to get the third one up tonight as well. (no promises.)
Mokuba: Keyo till doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh, or 'A Knight's tale.'
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------- Chapter 2 - Of Plans
Joey was elated by his victory.although he was suffering from a sever headache and disorientation from the blow to his head, which had left the face of the helmet badly dented. This, in fact, had been a blessing in disguise, because it gave him an excuse not to remove it when receiving the prize, which would of blown the whole scheme. Once he, Tristain and Yugi had left the small stadium, they had buried the knight. He may have been an old pain, but he had looked after them and had been as kind as any father. Yugi had given the service, as he had worked under a priest for a few years. Afterwards, they had split up. Yugi had gone off to try and sell the trophy, and Tristain was trying to force the helmet off of Joey's head. In a meadow, about a mile out from where they had been only that morning, Tristain had begun smacking Joey in the head with a large stick, in hopes of balancing out the dents so they could get the helmet off.
"GAH! That's enough Tristain! I don't think that it's gonna work!" Joey yelled as he was knocked to the ground for the fourth time.
"Well if you'd just hold still and stop being such a big baby then maybe this would work a lot better." Tristain retorted, raising the stick. "Let's try this again."
An hour passed, and somehow, the repeated beating had worked. And once Joey was out of the armour, he had taken the stick and chased Tristain down with it, attempting to beat him into the ground.
"C.C'mon now Joey. It got the helmet off didn't it?" Tristain called nervously as he ran like hell from the vengeful squire.
"I know Tristain. Now hold still and stop being such a big baby!" The badly bruised Joey yelled as he pursued his friend.
It was fortunate, that at this time Yugi returned, having sold off the trophy. He had met a travelling merchant, and had been able to haggle a good price. Once he had managed to calm Joey down, they sat around the cart, which held all of the knight's equipment, and their own things.
"I managed to get fifteen silver florins for it." Yugi declared, holding out the shining coins. "So that's five for Joey," he passed five coins to his blond friend, "five for Tristain," Tristain happily took the coins from Yugi. "And five for me." He wrapped his hand around the coins. "Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm using this to get home. It's back to England for me." He declared happily.
"Ho ho.I know exactly where I'm going with this!" Tristain beamed. "I'm off to the nearest tavern, and I'm getting all I can with these. Cakes, biscuits, potatoes, fresh bread." He began to drool slightly.
"What about you Joey?" Yugi asked. "Home or lunch?"
Joey had been staring at the coins in his hand since they had been given to him.
"Joey?" Yugi began to get a little worried.
".buns, pies.OH, and piping hot vegetables." Tristain continued to daydream.
"Joey?"
A sly smile spread across Joey's face. He turned to his friends and took their coins.
"Hey!" Yugi yelled.
"My lunch!" Called Tristain.
Joey counted through the coins in his hand and then handed back to his friends only one coin apiece.
"One silver florin for each of us, which leaves twelve for training and lances.and repairs to the armour of course." He said, mostly to himself.
"What are you on about Joe?" Yugi asked.
"Yeah. And give me back the rest of my money!" Tristain demanded.
Joey looked at his friends, a look of excitement, joy and mischief gleaming in his eyes.
"We can do this guys." He declared.
"Do what?" Yugi asked, confused.
"Yeah. Clue us in Joe." Tristain called. Just as confused as Yugi.
The smile on Joey's face widened.
"What we just did there. We can do it again." Joey grinned.
"You mean impersonate a knight!" Yugi was both shocked and surprised.
"ARE YOU CRAZY?" Tristain yelled. "IF WE WERE CAUGHT, if we did attempt something that crazy, WE'D BE FOR IT. DEAD. LIKE THE GUY WE JUST BURRIED!"
Joey waved his hands, and tried to reassure his friends.
"What if we're not caught eh? We have a chance to reach riches and glory that we have only dreamed of."
"Joseph. What is your name." Yugi asked seriously.
Joey didn't respond.
"I asked you. Joseph Wheeler, what your name was. "
"Look Yuge."
Yugi cut him off.
"It's not 'SIR' Joseph. It's not 'COUNT' Joseph. It most certainly isn't 'KING' Joseph."
Joey looked down at the dusty road.
"Face it Joe. We're peasants. Born to peasants. Riches, fame, glory.it's all out of our grasp."
Joey looked Tristain in the eyes.
"A man can change his stars! For these twelve florins, the three of us can change our stars!"
"Stars and glory are out of our reach Joey! Can't you understand that! But a full stomach, that dream can come true."
"I WILL NOT SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE AS NOTHING!!!" Joey yelled at his friends.
"Joey.THAT is nothing." Yugi pointed to the corps hanging from an old gallows. "And that's what we will be if this plan went belly up."
Joey stared into Yugi's eyes, then turned and walked back a few feet, and held out his hands. Six florins in each.
"If you guys can take the coins from my hands.then take the money. Go home, or eat lunch. Fail.and we try this."
He got into a fighting stance, and bunched up his fists, covering the coins. His friends did not move. Joey then relaxed his stance, and opened his hands once more.
"See.the money doesn't matter.I'm telling you this will."
"NOW!" Tristain yelled.
He rushed forward and rugby tackled Joey, driving him into the ground. Yugi leapt at one hand, and Tristain began to reach for the other. Joey struggled and made desperate efforts to throw them off. Tristain bit at his arm, and Yugi began to brutally kick him in the sides. As the dust flew around them, Joey managed to throw Yugi into Tristain, knocking him off. He hauled himself up and looked at the teeth marks in his arm.
"You SEE! You see now how hungry I am!" Tristain yelled.
"Guys. Trust me. This will work. And besides." Joey smiled slyly, and opened his hands once more. "I still have the coins."
"He has a point." Yugi shrugged.
"You win." Tristain submitted.
"God love you Joseph." Yugi shook his head.
Joey smiled broadly and embraced his friends.
"I know Yuge. Cause no one else will."
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Mokuba: Hey.I thought this Chapter was called 'Of plans and.mmph
Me: Don't give the game away. If I did that this chapter would be way to long. I'll try and do the third one tonight as well.
Mokuba: Okay. Think we'll get more reviews.
Me: I hope so. Reviews give valuable advice to writers.
Mokuba: Yeah. Which you need cause you're that useless.
Me: Grrr.