-The Undertaker" but it was too late. They were already there. Damn that butler, Ciel cursed.

"No worries, my young lord. It will be over before you know it." Sebastian reassured him.

"I hope for my sake that you're right." The earl mumbled. They walked into the shop to be greeted by-

" Oh hello there! If it isn't my favorite person. Are you finally looking for a coffin this time? That is what I sell, after all." The undertake turned to Merlin and Arthur. Merlin and Arthur were wide eyed at all that they had seen on the ride there, so they were hardly paying attention.

"Well what do we have here?" the Undertaker asks, only to be cut off by Ciel

"Enough of your nonsense. We need a favor. What do you know about time traveling?" the young earl demanded.

" Well, you see, my services have a price." The Undertaker said slyly.

"Fine. What is it?"

"One Joke! From that hilarious butler of yours!" The undertaker giggled and Ciel rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. Just make it quick." He directed his attention to Arthur and Merlin. "We will have to step outside for a moment." With that, he pushed the paralyzed men out and slammed the door behind them. A minute later, he heard an unimaginable amount of laughing from inside the shop. What the hell did Sebastian tell him? Ciel thought, blushing.

"He says that he will help us, my lord." Sebastian bowed as he held the door for them.

After a moment of silence, Merlin finally spoke. "Well? What do you know?" he asked impatiently.

"Know?" the undertaker asked, "Know about what?"

"Time traveling!"

" Oh time traveling. I don't know anything about that. Good joke, though." The undertaker chuckled again at the memory.

"Oh forget it!" Merlin threw his hands in the air. As he was about the leave, the ground started to shake again. "oh no, it's happening again! Arthur!" They clung to each other until the shaking stopped. When he opened his eyes, he was back in Arthur's room in Camelot!

"Are you two quite done?" he heard a familiar voice ask.

"Gaius!" Merlin ran to hug his mentor and friend. "How did you do it?"

"Do what?" Gaius asked.

Far away, Morgana pounded a table in anger. "Damn! It didn't work! I'm never uses this dratted spell again!"

And far away in the future, a demon, an earl and an undertaker walked out of a shop in confusion. Hey, that sounds like a rather good joke! Anyway, both parties learned greatly from their meeting and all was happy. For now, anyway.