Arthur was charging into battle, his golden hair dramatically swept to one side. He was slicing down enemies from his seat upon a magnificent horse. No man or woman dared to get in his way. His horse ferociously reared upwards, neighing in triumph.
"Arthur." The horse whispered, turning towards him.
"What?" Arthur yelped, staring at the horse.
"Wake up, Arthur."
"What the-?"
'Arthur!" The horse shouted.
"Ah!" Arthur jerked awake to find his wife shaking his arm. The room was almost completely dark, the moon being the light.
"Good you're awake." Gwen smiled. "I need you to get me something."
"Wha-?"
"Could you please go and get me a turkey sandwich from the kitchens? Oh, and put some gravy and some grapes if they have any, on it."
"Now?" Arthur asked, eyes wide.
"Yes, now." Gwen pushed him out of bed the best she could with her plump stomach. "The baby's hungry."
"Now?!"
That is why he was running through the castle, balancing a plate with his wife's odd sandwich. It had taken forever to make!
He stopped in front of their chambers, panting. Gwen hated it when he barged in so he quietly opened the door.
"Gwen?" Arthur walked towards the bed. "I got your sandwich."
"Why did you get me a sandwich?" Gwen questioned.
"You-you asked me to get you one!" Arthur defended, setting the sandwich down.
"Do you want me to get fat?"
"What?"
"You do! You want me to look like a boulder!"
"No, I don't! You told me to get you this sandwich!"
"So, now it's my fault?"
"WHAT?"
Leon awoke to the sound of knocking. He stumbled out of bed and opened the door. "Arthur?"
"Leon." Arthur handed him a sandwich.
"Why did you give me a... turkey sandwich with gravy and grapes?" Leon looked up at him like he had gone mad
"Can we trade wives?" Arthur begged, breathing heavily.
"I don't have a wife."
"Exactly."
I hope you all like it!
-Ash out
