That night, the tower worked its magic into the whole country. When Kate woke up, it was rather late, and she was quite surprised to see the maids lying in the hallways and snoring loudly, clutching their brooms. She was just as surprised to see the cook sitting at the breakfast table, a plate of food in front of him, and a knife and fork in his fists, fast asleep, his chef's hat lopsided on his bald head. When the sight of the horses, cows, cats and dogs of the village all lying on the ground and snoring away in their respective shelters, met her eyes, Kate knew something was going on. This was confirmed when she entered the abode of every villager and found them all snoozing. Every time she tried to shake them awake, they would merely turn over, give a grunt or two, and go back to sleep. The most she got was from the maid, who mumbled out the instructions of how to make different colour dyes, and where she was going to meet her sweetheart in secret that night. Kate jotted down everything on a notepad, but when she asked for more information, the maid shut her half-open eyelids and went back to sleep. Kate got no more out of her.

As she was eating a hasty breakfast of pound cake and coffee, Kate suddenly remembered the words to the witch's curse. Corin would only be woken by his love. And, as everyone knows, Kate was Corin's only love. As soon as Kate realized this, she got up from breakfast, ran to the stables, saddled her horse, and took off for the Lone Tower.

When she got there, she was amazed to see that it was surrounded by a huge rosebush, which was about twenty feet tall. The thorns were almost as wide as Kate herself. Kate stood there for a minute, just staring with her mouth hanging open. Only when her horse farted loudly, filling the air with a horrid stink, did she move.

Kate, still on her horse, drew her sword and slipped her shield onto her left arm. With a cry, she leapt into the bush, swinging her sword. To her surprise, however, the bush melted away before her before she could even touch a single thorn.

"Oh!" said Kate, surprised, "How convenient!" She sheathed her sword, and rode on till she arrived at the tower. A small door was the only entrance into the tower, so Kate tied up her horse, banged the door open, and ran up the steps, her boots making a noise that could wake the dead. Unfortunately, it didn't wake Corin, so Kate had to go through the bother of breaking the curse by herself.

Running into the room Corin slept in, Kate skidded to a stop, gasping for breath. When she caught her breath, she told it severely, "Breath, if I've told you once, I've told you a hundred times. Don't make me have to catch you!"

Finishing lecturing her breath, Kate made her way to her sleeping husband's side. As she looked down at him tenderly, her face softened, making her look more like a proper maiden.

She bent down… and shook Corin roughly. "Get up, Corin!" she yelled in his ear. Corin didn't get up. All he did was give a loud, unladylike snore, and then turn over. Kate sighed. What on earth was she going to do? Then she remembered the words of the evil faerie. Corin would only be woken by love's first burp.

Kate whipped out a flask of Coke, gulped it down, and took a deep breath. "Urp!"

Kate's burp was so loud that it echoed round the countryside, and could be heard (and smelt) for miles around.

As Kate bent down to look at him, Corin's eyes began to flutter open. He yawned, and remembered to cover it gracefully with his kerchief, which had been held daintily in his hand. "Oh, Kate dear!" he exclaimed, sitting up and throwing his arms around Kate's neck. "You've rescued me yet again! Oh, my darling, thank you, thank you!"

Kate patted her husband's back awkwardly. "Er, yeah, you're welcome. Come on, let's go. We've got tell the king that the curse is broken. Who knows, maybe we'll get an award or something. Maybe the court bard will record this new misadventure in a song or story or something."

And so, hand in hand, Kate and Corin left the tower and rode back to the castle. The gigantic rosebush was gone, leaving only a bunch of huge pink roses, and a very strong, sweet smell in the air.

The tower had changed itself again, and now the stones were white, and the flag on the spire was no longer black. It was white, and gold letters reading 'Welcome back, Lady Corin!' glittered in the sun.

It seemed that when Kate had woken Corin up, everyone else under enchantment had woken up, too. Kate later insisted that it was because of her great power, but everyone else said that it was because the stench she had let out when she burped. Kate's mother made a point of spraying the house with air freshener every time Kate came over to visit, and she would hold her nose if Kate so much as opened her mouth. This really ticked Kate off, but let's forget about that for now and return to where we had left off.

Kate was right about getting an award. King Arthur did award them, with a huge trophy bearing the words 'To the Funniest, Most Loving (and Weirdest) Couple in the Whole of Merry Olde England'. He also held a great feast in their honour. This time, there was no bad faerie present, and life went on as normal for Sir Kate and Lady Corin. After this last bizarre incident, nothing else that happened to them was considered strange. But they were so popular that their life stories were handed down through the ages, which was how I heard of them, and how you, through me, got to know about them.

Well, I think this is the part where I write in capital letters 'The End.' But it's not really the end, is it? Or is it? Okay, maybe it is the end. But maybe it's not. Can you help me out? Tell me, is this really the end? Yeah? No? Good grief, I asked you to help me, not mix me up some more. You know, I'm just going to write 'The End' in spite of what you say. So there!

The End

(See, I put it in. Hah! I can decide when the end is as good as anybody. Wait a sec, is it the end? Aaaaarhhhhhh!)

Well, my beloved readers, this is the end! My account of Kate and Corin's Misadventures is officially over, and now we must part – at least, until I write another fic, but I don't know when that'll be. Nevertheless, I urge you to continue to write reviews! And now, dear readers – farewell.