"Let's not acknowledge that statement," put in King Uther. "It'll just lead to war with Gaul and then they'll be really embarrassed when they realize it's true."
Lancelot glared at me. "Boy!" He said loudly. "It looks like there will be excellent weather tomorrow. Perfect swimming weather!"
Merlyn fumed silently.
"There, there Merlyn. "I'm sure you'll have fun taking your mud bath...with the pigs," said Lancelot cleverly.
"Dude," I said eloquently. "That was as far from witty as we are from the freaking moon."
"Word," agreed Merl.
"Would it be chivarlious of me to trip him?" asked Arthur. "Because I've been trying to tell you how I'm in love and he keeps interrupting."
"Hm..." I pondered.
"I'M IN LOVE WITH GWENHWYFAR DAMNIT!" shouted Arthur.
"That's nice, serving boy," said Uther. "Where did the seductress go?"
"She went to succumb to the sin of lust with Lancelot in the stables, milord," I said.
"Little slut."
"I know sir. She does always come to confession, though."
"Not her...him. He told me he loved me..."
My boys and I marched across the grass in the rain. As we passed Lance's pool I spat on the ground, "Who does that stupid French git think he is?" I questioned.
"I have an idea," said Arthur, as he loosed the belt of his trousers.
"Dude?" asked Merl, twisting his beard with his long fingers, "Are we getting naked?"
Arthur began to urinate in Lance's pool. The hot liquid against the cool water made a hissing sound and steam began to rise in the air.
"Dude," said Merl, following in suit, "That's the shit,"
"I'm not going to conform," I told my immature friends as I attempted to keep my dignity and ignore my bladders need to relieve itself.
"Conform," urged Arthur, sighing in relief.
"Okay," I readily agreed, easily slipping up my priestly robes.
"Dude," Merl said as he giggled. "You're wearing a dress,"
"Robes," I said stubbornly, "They're robes,"
"Dress," countered Merl.
"What ARE YOU DOING?" cried a high voice followed by several giggles.
I dropped my robes and turned around, my jaw dropped. It was the High Priestess of Avalon with all her Priestesses.
Her name was Viviane-
A/N; Hello, hello...sorry for the short chapter. We wrote the rest of it...but it was not good. I'll have the rest up within the next few days. Love!
Lancelot glared at me. "Boy!" He said loudly. "It looks like there will be excellent weather tomorrow. Perfect swimming weather!"
Merlyn fumed silently.
"There, there Merlyn. "I'm sure you'll have fun taking your mud bath...with the pigs," said Lancelot cleverly.
"Dude," I said eloquently. "That was as far from witty as we are from the freaking moon."
"Word," agreed Merl.
"Would it be chivarlious of me to trip him?" asked Arthur. "Because I've been trying to tell you how I'm in love and he keeps interrupting."
"Hm..." I pondered.
"I'M IN LOVE WITH GWENHWYFAR DAMNIT!" shouted Arthur.
"That's nice, serving boy," said Uther. "Where did the seductress go?"
"She went to succumb to the sin of lust with Lancelot in the stables, milord," I said.
"Little slut."
"I know sir. She does always come to confession, though."
"Not her...him. He told me he loved me..."
My boys and I marched across the grass in the rain. As we passed Lance's pool I spat on the ground, "Who does that stupid French git think he is?" I questioned.
"I have an idea," said Arthur, as he loosed the belt of his trousers.
"Dude?" asked Merl, twisting his beard with his long fingers, "Are we getting naked?"
Arthur began to urinate in Lance's pool. The hot liquid against the cool water made a hissing sound and steam began to rise in the air.
"Dude," said Merl, following in suit, "That's the shit,"
"I'm not going to conform," I told my immature friends as I attempted to keep my dignity and ignore my bladders need to relieve itself.
"Conform," urged Arthur, sighing in relief.
"Okay," I readily agreed, easily slipping up my priestly robes.
"Dude," Merl said as he giggled. "You're wearing a dress,"
"Robes," I said stubbornly, "They're robes,"
"Dress," countered Merl.
"What ARE YOU DOING?" cried a high voice followed by several giggles.
I dropped my robes and turned around, my jaw dropped. It was the High Priestess of Avalon with all her Priestesses.
Her name was Viviane-
A/N; Hello, hello...sorry for the short chapter. We wrote the rest of it...but it was not good. I'll have the rest up within the next few days. Love!