A/N - Here it is... Chapter two of Arthur's Adventures In Crackelot! :D

I must warn you that there is a great deal of overly crazy Uther in this chapter, prepare yourself! Hope you enjoy seeing the insane ideas that go through my mind each and everyday! Love you all! :)

Arthur awoke with a pained groan. His arms and legs were positively covered with scratches and bite marks from being pummeled by thousands of fluffy kittens the previous day. He had made sure that Merlin was severely punished with a weeks worth of polishing for introducing those wretched creatures into Camelot. The prince sat up in his bed, he was certain that something important was happening today, but what? Arthur scratched his head in confusion, trying to rack the forgotten detail from his mind. The door opened with a loud creak as Merlin popped his cheery head in,

"Good morning!"

"Is it?" the prince grumbled, throwing himself back down on the bed. A sudden burst of light from the newly opened curtains flooded the room, leaving Arthur virtually blind. Merlin gave his master a confused look,

"Of course it is, it's your birthday!" The prince smacked his hand to his face, that's what he'd forgotten. The manservant proceeded to talk excitedly about the days celebrations, apparently Uther was holding some big, elaborate feast in honor of his son's birthday. After reluctantly eating a suspicious-looking birthday breakfast that Merlin had prepared for him, Arthur headed down to the council chambers to speak with his father about the evenings celebrations. A rush of lively tropical-sounding music, played by unseen musicians, greeted the prince's ears as the two towering doors were opened. His jaw dropped at the horrendously shocking sight before him. The knights were sporting the ugliest flower-print shirts Arthur had ever had the displeasure of seeing; the alarmingly bright, pink flower leis did not help. Morgana flashed him a friendly smile before turning back to Gwen who was identically dressed in a floor length grass skirt with a yellow, button-up top. The most shocking sight to be seen however, stood upon the throne at the front of the room. Arthur watching in horror as his father swayed back and forth to the catchy, Hawaiian music, arms flapping back and forth like a bird just learning how to fly. The king had no sense of rhythm or timing whatsoever, making his feeble attempt at 'dancing' all the more awful to behold. Just when the prince thought that things couldn't possibly get any worse, Uther ripped off his scarlet cape to reveal a grass skirt of his own, far shorter than ones dawned by Gwen and Morgana. The yellow tops were replaced by a very authentic looking coconut bra, held together with nothing but a thin twine. A basket of assorted fruits, seeming to come out of nowhere, found it's way on top of the King's regal head, replacing the golden crown that had once held it's place. Arthur's jaw dropped all the way to the floor, he doubted his mouth would ever close again. Everyone cheered vigorously as the king continued his badly choreographed dance routine, the prince could only stare in horror, unable to avert his eyes from the terrible sight before him. Once the king had finished his performance, he skipped over to meet his son,

"How did you like it, Arthur? It took quite a bit of preparation to pull the whole thing off but I think I did quite well." It took the bewildered prince several moments to register that he was being spoken to,

"Er-ah... Yes-I mean no! Um... It was a-uh...pleasant surprise?" Uther clapped his hands together gleefully,

"Wonderful! I'm so pleased to hear that you enjoyed it. I have a few more numbers I can perform if you like?"

"No!" Arthur shouted hurriedly, he had seen enough of his father's dancing abilities to last him a lifetime, a couple lifetimes to be more precise. "I mean...I wouldn't want to trouble you." The king quickly assured his son that it was no trouble at all and began to make an eager beeline for the throne. Arthur was quick to stop him,

"No, father, I think there has been quite enough dancing for one night." Uther looked up at him with big, brown puppy dog eyes, silently begging for a second performance. "How about you explain this thing to me?" Arthur asked, gesturing to the entire party. The King's eyes lit up instantly and the saddened expression faded from his face,

"It's a Luau party!" The prince tossed his father a look of confusion. "You know, one of those Hawaiian themed parties?" Arthur shook his head, he honestly had know idea what his father was talking about. His attention was drawn to a large glass container filled with water that had made a mysterious appearance in the banquet hall; it held several large fish inside it. Uther squealed like a little school girl, "The dolphin rides are here!" Arthur scratched his head, dolphin rides? The king turned back to him, a childish gleam in is eye, "I thought that the pony rides were getting a bit tiring so I invested in some more, exciting entertainment." With that, Uther scurried off to get in line for a dolphin ride, grinning happily as he went. Everyone watched in awe as the king mounted the gray fish and sped off across the crystal water. The prince shook his head at the overly enthralled crowd, he was beginning to think he was the only sane one left in this kingdom...

A/N - If you're still reading this then you've managed to survive my craziness, congratulations! *applause* :D

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