Hello. Mike here. This is a really, really weird thing that I made. In fact, its so strange you shouldn't even be reading it. Stop wasting your time and go read something intelligent. ^_^;;

Disclaimer: Susan Cooper owns all the characters besides Traci and Alana, who I couldnt resist putting in due to the tourist thing. They belong to themselves. Still.

Oh, and the italic text is from the book, Greenwitch.

"We know, now, what is the hidden message of the grail. It will shape the next twelve months of our lives, and help us to save men from great terror, very soon, for all time. And now that we have it in our minds, we shall never forget."
"I've forgotten it already." said Barney plaintively.

"Yes," said Jane. "Except for the part about the true secret of the grail being so good you can eat it." Jane looked quite puzzled about this.
Will grinned. "It's quite simple," he said lightly. "Its just telling you the grail isn't actually made of gold."
"What is it made of then?"
"Chocolate."
Simon stifled a laugh, and Barney blinked. "Chocolate!?" They exclaimed in unison.
"Of course!" said Captain Toms with a chuckle, kneeling down. "Take a look!"
Captain Toms took a hold of the gold at the top of the grail and pulled down. Suddenly, it was clear to them all that it was foil-covered chocolately goodness.
"Smashing!" said Barney as Merriman handed out pieces of the chocolate. "Chocolate must be like cheese and get better as it ages!"
"You are now tasting chocolate from 900 years ago," said Will, acting like a tourist guide.
"For the LAST time, I am not a tourist!" said one of the strange girls who kept following the Six around. "And besides, these carmel malts are what, 1500 years old?"
"1478 years," said the other loftily. Merriman rolled his eyes and pretended not to notice the two. Captain Toms was facing away with his chocolate, as if he was trying not to laugh. Rufus was nibbling the end of a piece of the grail and getting sick on the stuff, but he could care less, so long as it tasted good.
"Actually," said Merriman, reflectivly, " Thank goodness the Dark stole the grail. It would have melted under those lights."
"What ARE we going to tell the museum?" asked Simon suddenly.
"Oh dear," said Jane, "or something."
Will grinned again, chewing. "Absolutely nothing. To them, it's still stolen." The six people laughed, stood up, and began the trek back.

A/N: Scary how my mind works. Review it, but under no circumstances complain about how much of a waste of time it was. I warned you. :P