And here we are with another exciting installment of everyone's favorite misadventure. The title's still a total mouthful, so we'll not repeat ourselves, plus, if you didn't know what fic this is, then you really shouldn't be here.
Disclaimer: Anything you still recognize, is obviously not ours…We do own a random slew of random things that pop up in this fic, and I'm sure you can tell what they are…
DA and I would like to thank, Lady Tanyata (We're glad you liked even though it lacked some funnyness…we're kinda in a slump…we're working ourselves out of it), Skay (There's going to be a LOT of us making fun of Galahad's man skirt in the future. We have a lot of torment in store for him as well…he's just so much fun…as for our time table…we're working on it…just keep praying…DA and I might have to pick out a god of fanfic writing one of these days…any ideas?), HuNkYcHuNkYmOnKeY97030 (Galahad is pretty pyro-ish….you'd think he and Katie would get along better considering she is one too…but that's another story (forgive the pun). Now, I can't speak for DA, but I haven't seen Tristan and Isolde (though I guess I should some time), but we just had to use the movie to screw with Tristan), for reviewing. We really appreciate it.
In this chapter, Katie and Jenny are finally getting around to giving the knights room assignments, a cooking marathon is going to be watched, and Katie and Jenny are going to give someone a new job.
Happy reading!
Tuesday started as any other Tuesday would begin.
With the sun rising.
Unfortunately, when the sun comes up, it shines directly into the living room where Jenny, Katie and the knights had been camped out in for the past three days.
"Someone turn off the sun." Jenny muttered before rolling over.
And fell off the side of the couch.
Right on top of Lancelot.
And Lancelot, being Lancelot just had to put his hand on her butt.
SLAP!
"HENTAI!" Jenny yelled, making sure that everyone who hadn't been woken by the Tuesday morning sun was indeed wide awake.
Unconcerned about waking the others, Jenny continued to keep yelling at Lancelot in many different languages; most languages the knights didn't know of.
"Umm Katie," Arthur began, inching further and further away from the irate Jenny, and over to the relative safety of Katie's couch, "What does hen-tie mean?"
Katie, who was still lying on her couch, staring at the ceiling and attempting to ignore her very, very pissed off friend glance over at Arthur, "It's pronounced hentai." She muttered.
Arthur nodded, committing the word to relative memory, "Of course…but what does it mean? I have never heard such a word spoken in Briton before." He replied, the other knights nodding in agreement.
"You wouldn't hear it said in Briton." Katie answered, rearranging her blankets to cover her legs, still not answering the question.
"But that doesn't answer my question." Arthur said, wanting to know what this word meant.
Katie sighed, "The narrator just said that."
"What?"
"Never mind."
"So, the meaning…"Arthur prompted.
"It means pervert…Which is exactly what Lancelot is." Katie finally answered.
"Why couldn't you just tell us that before wench?" Bors demanded.
'Sheesh, someone's channeling InuYasha a lot this morning.' Katie thought, "I was busy counting the different languages Jenny was cursing Lancelot in." She explained, rolling her eyes.
It took another five minutes of Jenny yelling at Lancelot in various languages including her native Spanish, Japanese, Chinese, Russian, Mandarin, there were a few Italian and Korean curses thrown in for good measure, and Katie could have sworn she heard some Hebrew and Croatian as well, with a lot of additions of the word frak. By the time Jenny had gone through her long-winded cursing session, Lancelot was sufficiently afraid of the black haired teen.
For now at least.
"Done yet Jen?" Katie asked after her friend stopped cursing and flopped back down on the couch.
Jenny nodded, slightly winded, "I think so," She panted, "You know something Katie," She continued, "If Lancelot ever met Miroku, the world would probably end."
Katie chuckled, both at the thought of Lancelot and the pervy monk from InuYasha ever meeting and the fact that they had once again confused the shit out of the knights.
"Who is Miroku?" Gawain asked.
"He's from a TV show," Jenny said, "We'll explain anime to you later."
"Annie-may?"
"ANIME!"
"Fine." Galahad muttered, "Probably deserves to be burned."
After a quick breakfast, cereal this time, Katie and Jenny directed the knights to go shower while they dealt with what was turning into a big issue.
Where was everyone going to sleep?
The first few days had been fine with them all sleeping in the spacious living room, Katie and Jenny on the couches, and the rest of the knights taking the floor, but the knights were getting annoyed with staying on the floor, when they knew that there were other beds in the house.
Plus, Galahad's continued gripping about the floor being cold and uncomfortable (even though it was covered by a very cushy carpet with extra padding), and Bors whining about his back, and Gawain and Lancelot's early morning arguments on who had taken who's pillow were getting very annoying for everyone.
And in Jenny's case, she didn't want a repeat of this morning's incident of her falling off the couch and on top of Lancelot.
Katie agreed wholeheartedly.
She knew Jenny's temper; and that if it happened again, Arthur would most likely have one less knights serving him.
And the future would probably be ruined…Or just permanently screwed with.
So Jenny and Katie pulled out a box of markers and some construction paper, to make a map of Katie's house to figure out where to put all the knights so they wouldn't end up killing each other.
So that was how the knights found their teenage hostesses; sitting on top of the white granite covered island in the kitchen, feet propped up on the stools, with the large white construction paper on Katie's lap with brightly colored boxes with writing next to them drawn on it.
"What are you two drawing?" Arthur asked, cocking his head to the side in an attempt to understand what all the brightly colored boxes were supposed to represent.
Katie and Jenny gave Arthur a 'Duh' look, "It's a map of Katie's house." Jenny answered.
"It is?" Lancelot asked, obviously over his temporary fear of Jenny since he moved closer to get a better look at the map, "It looks like a bunch of squares."
Katie snorted, "They're rooms," She explained and pointed to a bight blue box, "That's the living room, and next to it is the kitchen."
"Katie, that's not the living room, that's the pantry." Gawain corrected, looking at the map.
Jenny cocked her head to the side, "Mr. Clean's right."
"Oopsie." Katie shrugged, and then took a marker and crossed off the label and putting it in the right place in the neon purple box.
Tristan shook his head, "Now the kitchen is in the backyard."
Jenny crossed it out this time and put the label in the gold box, but Arthur shook his head as well, "What Wart?" She asked.
"You just moved the kitchen to Katie's sister's bedroom."
Katie turned the map on its side, looking at it critically, "That's upstairs?"
"Guess so," Jenny agreed before crossing the label off again and moving it into a red box, "That must mean that this is the living room."
The knights all shook their heads.
"THEN WHERE DID WE PUT IT THIS TIME!?" The girls shouted, getting very annoyed by now.
"Next door." They answered flatly.
Katie and Jenny just stared at the knights.
Then they looked at the map, turned it on another side, and looked at it again.
And back to the knights.
"Jenny," Katie said slowly, "I don't remember drawing my neighbor's house. You?"
Jenny shook her head, "Could we be-"
"-pulling a Boomer? I hope not."
"Pulling a Boomer?" Dagonet asked.
Jenny and Katie blinked, returning to moderate sanity, "Yeah," Katie answered, "Remember from Battlestar Galactica, how Boomer kept blacking out."
"You think you did that?" Galahad asked in disbelief.
The girls just shrugged, "It's possible," Jenny replied, "But highly unlikely."
"What were you two making a map of yer house for anyway?" Bors asked.
"So we could find buried treasure." Katie replied wryly.
"Really?"
"No."
"They why?" Arthur asked.
"So we could figure out where you all should sleep for the rest of your time here." Jenny answered.
"Yeah," Katie continued, making a note on the map with a black marker, "We're getting tired of Galahad's whining."
"I do not whine!" Galahad interjected indignantly.
"You do." The girls replied flatly.
"Anyhoo," Katie continued in order to avoid another argument, "We've finally figured out where to put you all, but according to the map, everything is a little off."
"Yeah," Jenny added with a laugh and gesturing to the map, "According to this, we put Arthur in the oven, and Galahad in the kitchen sink."
"Dag's in the laundry room and Gawain's in the attic too." Katie added.
Jenny shrugged, "Whoopsie."
"So, do you know where you are going to put us now?" Arthur asked uncertainly.
He really didn't want to sleep in that oven-box-thingy.
"Of course we do." Katie replied, putting the markers back in the box.
"We did that before we made the map." Jenny added.
"Then…why did you make the map in the first place?" Tristan asked, puzzled.
Jenny and Katie shared a look, "I guess we were bored." Jenny replied.
Katie shrugged, "Or something to that end."
Katie and Jenny then took the knights around the house and showed them where they would be sleeping for the rest of their time there.
Or, at least, until Katie's parents came home and found out that they had been harboring knights from the Dark Ages in their house.
The rooming situation broke down like so:
Galahad would be in Katie's little sister Miranda's room. (Katie and Jenny placed him there because it was furthest from them.)
Dag and Bors would stay in the living room (Dag really liked the TV)
Arthur, because he liked all the books that Katie's parents owned, was going to sleep on an inflatable mattress in the den/office/exercise room, and Gawain was going to stay in there as well.
And lastly, Tristan and Lancelot were going to stay in Katie's large bedroom on the floor while Jenny and Katie took the bed.
Katie and Jenny got everyone's beds together, and were about to join Dag in the living room for some quality Tuesday afternoon TV watching when the phone rang, startling the knights once again. Katie shook her head as she walked over to the phone, "You know," She said before she picked up the phone, "You're going to have to get used to that some time." Katie picked up the phone, "Cooper residence…oh, hey Mrs. Olivera…yeah we're have a blast…sure, I'll get her for you…one sec…Hey Jenny!" She called, "You're mom's on the phone."
"Coming!" Jenny called as she ran into the room, hopping over one of the couches and taking the phone from Katie, "Hello?... sí, estamos siendo buenos… ningún no hemos destruido la casa... todavía… no, nada ilegal tampoco, y nosotros están guardando fuera del gabinete del alcohol... él le dijo?...Dammit Jose!... sí sí, apesadumbrado... pero está para un proyecto de la escuela… Me olvidé? No sucederé otra vez... hablaré con usted más adelante... adios…yeah, I will…bye." (See endnote for translation)
"What were you damming your brother for?" Katie asked after Jenny hung up the phone.
"He told mom that we asked him for some clothes and she got kinda suspicious…I'm gonna frakking kill him." Jenny replied, seething.
"Jenny breathe." Katie demanded.
Jenny inhaled and exhaled a few times, visibly calming down, "What is wrong?" Arthur inquired from his seat next to Dag who was flipping channels.
"Nothing!" Jenny chirped as the girls joined the knights, "So, what are we watching?" She asked, taking a seat.
Dagonet shrugged as he continued to flip channels, "…how about this?" He inquired, stopping on a random channel.
"…the most heinous crimes are investigated by the Special Victims Unit-"
Katie and Jenny shared a look, "They wouldn't do too well watching a TV show where they hunt down rapists," Katie said, "Next channel Dag."
"…temperatures in Boston are predicted to reach record lows tonight..."
"Next."
"Es tu hijo!…Idiota!..."
"Oh! I like this soap opera!" Jenny squealed as she watched the lead character slap her two timing boyfriend.
Katie shot Jenny a look, "Yeah, but you're the only one who understands it…I veto…Next Dag."
"Fine…"
"It's all next on My Super Sweet Sixteen!–"
Katie shuddered, "Too pink…."
"Too bitchy…" Jenny added.
"NEXT!"
"...it even goes to eleven!..."
"Ooo! Good Eats Marathon!" Katie and Jenny squealed.
"A what marathon?" Gawain asked.
"Good Eats…It's a cooking show." Jenny replied.
"And what do they do on this…cooking show?" Lancelot inquired, earning Katie and Jenny's patented 'are you dense' looks.
"Hmm, a cooking show…" Jenny said sarcastically, "Could they possibly COOK on a cooking show?"
"Shh…." Katie said, "It's the Turkey Day episode."
"Ooo!" Jenny said as she calmed down and looked at the TV, immediately engrossed in the show.
The rest of the knights just shrugged and stared at the TV as well.
After a few hours of watching Good Eats, everyone was starting to get hungry….and Katie and Jenny were not in the mood to make dinner again…
They were both pleasantly surprised when Dagonet came up to them and asked to make dinner for them…
"You want to what?" Katie and Jenny asked simultaneously.
Dagonet looked slightly sheepish, "Cook dinner…if that is possible…"
Katie and Jenny shared a look, "It is SO possible…as long as you don't burn down the house." Katie replied.
"I will do my best…as long as you show me how to use the oven."
Jenny shrugged, "Sure."
"Looks like we're not cooking tonight!" Katie said happily as she led Dag into the kitchen to teach him how to use the appliances.
Under Katie and Jenny's vigilant supervision, Dag was able to whip up a fantastic….Thanksgiving dinner…
Dag, Jenny and Katie laid out all the dishes on the island, the knights sitting around it, waiting for the girls' permission to eat, but before they could start eating, Katie and Jenny had a few things they needed to do first, "Now, before we start dinner," Jenny started, "There are a few things- Bors, you touch that green bean casserole and I won't hesitate to remove that hand!"
Bors grumbled and removed his hand, "Then why does Katie get to take some food first?"
And Katie had indeed taken some food. On her plate was about half the platter of candied yams, "Cause it's my favorite," Katie said, "And I helped make it. Lay off."
"Anyhoo," Jenny continued before Katie and Bors got into an argument, "Because we are having a 'Thanksgiving dinner', we are all going to go around and tell what we're thankful for."
"But why can't we just eat?" Galahad whined.
"Because it's tradition!"
"Fine." He mumbled.
"In what culture is telling others what you are thankful for over dinner a tradition?" Arthur inquired, still curious about the new times he and the knights were living in.
"American culture." Katie replied flatly, "So, who wants to start?"
"I will," Dag stated, "I am thankful for my brothers, Jenny and Katie's gracious hospitality, and the magic oven that cooks food without fire."
"Thanks Dag!" Katie said with a smile, "Next?"
"Well, I would be thankful for this great meal, but we aren't allowed to eat it yet!" Galahad muttered.
"Quit whining Galahad!"
Galahad muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'crazy wenches' and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Looks like Bors isn't the only one to be channeling InuYasha today." Jenny muttered to Katie, causing her to laugh.
"I'm thankful for being able to sleep on a couch instead of the floor." Bors stated, "And for the food." He added, earning a grateful look from Dag.
"And I am thankful for a change in scenery," Gawain said, "The climate here is far more tolerable than in Briton."
"Gotta love California," Jenny said, "The sunshine state."
"Uh Jen, that's Florida." Katie corrected.
"Oopsie."
"What about you Lancelot?" Jenny continued.
"Women." Lancelot replied, leering at her.
Jenny rolled her eyes, "Forget I asked."
"And you Tristan?" Katie asked, turning to the scout who was munching on an apple.
"Apples…and my hawk."
"That it?" Jenny asked.
Tristan just nodded and continued to munch on his apple.
"And you Wart?" Katie asked.
Arthur shook his head, "It would be improper for me to go before the two of you. I will go last."
Katie shrugged, "At least chivalry still exists somewhere. Let's see…I'm thankful for internet, Battlestar Galactica, fan fiction, Bunnyism, not having to go to school, Lee Adama's towel, and having a more interesting spring break that I expected."
"Well said Katie," Jenny commented, "I'm thankful for all those things, along with Lord Fluffy, my anime fandoms that update more often than Katie's non-anime fandoms, always leaving me with fun stuff to read, that Dagonet made dinner instead of Katie and me, and my foreign language soap operas."
"Soap…opera?" Gawain asked, "Does that have to do with bathing?"
Katie chuckled, "No, though I'm sure it would be a little more exciting if it did."
"Hey!" Jenny muttered indignantly, "Soap operas are not boring!"
"You have to admit, the ones in English are."
"Point," Jenny conceded, "So Arthur, what are you thankful for?"
"And make it quick, we're getting hungry here." Katie added.
"Well," Arthur said, clearing his throat, "I am thankful for a lot of things, my knights, who are my most loyal brothers, my religion," Katie, Jenny, and Lancelot rolled their eyes, but Arthur continued, not noticing it, "Pelagius, for raising me in my father's place, Rome…."
Ten minutes later…
While Arthur was still going on about the great list of things he was thankful for, Katie and Jenny had subtly let the knights know that they could eat before the food got cold.
Arthur didn't even notice.
"Think we should make Wart God of Density instead of Tommy?" Katie muttered.
"Nah, Tommy's way denser."
Katie nodded and continued eating her dinner.
"…And I am thankful that the woad attacks have lessened in the past year, and finally I am thankful for this lovely dinner…."Arthur finally noticed that everyone had already started with out him, "…that has already been started…."
"Don't worry about it Wart." Jenny said comfortingly, placing some turkey on his plate, "It doesn't mean we think less of you."
"Much." Katie muttered so only Jenny could hear.
And that's Day 4. Now I (TRO) cannot say that I'm completely in love with this chapter, but at least it's finished. And I hope I don't get hit with writer's block again for a long, long time.
And about Jenny's call, she pretty much just told her mom that she and Katie were being good, haven't destroyed the house...yet, haven't done anything illegal, or gotten into the liquor cabinet, he told you? (in reference to Jenny calling her brother for a bunch of clothes), sorry...it's for a school project...i forgot (to tell you), won't happen again...
Now, we know its really, really bad Spanish, we just babelfish-ed it.
Coming up in Day 5 (Which is in the process of being written…pray that we can get a post-able amount written by Thursday.): Gawain does something VERY bad (or bad enough to piss Katie off A LOT), Katie learns that sharing a room with a scout from the Dark Ages can be a LOT awkward at times, and Katie and Jenny get a very ODD request from a desperate Lancelot.
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TRO and DA
