AN: Ahaha, I apologize in advance for this chapter. Seriously, I am so sorry for what you're about to read. I was talking to one of my reviewers, and it turns out we both watch an anime called Soul Eater. Soooo, this is like a cross over between ROTG and it.

So, if you haven't watched Soul Eater, I'm sorry.

If you have watched Soul Eater, I'm sorry. Why? You'll find out...

Somewhere in the blue and green planet called Earth, a Nature Spirit had nothing to do. But this wasn't just any Nature Spirit; this was Jack Frost, the Spirit of Winter. It was currently spring and he needed to entertain himself in a way that won't send Katie into a rage that would only end with his death. …..again.

So Jack decided to explore the mountains, seeing as how the high altitude allowed snow to fall freely. Plus, what could possibly happen in an isolated mountain chain?

Of course, something interesting had to happen. If nothing happened, this story wouldn't be written! ….Okay, now that the fourth wall was reinforced, let us continue with the story of this poor, unfortunate, ignorant Nature Spirit.

As the wind blew and tossed Jack around the mountains, he noticed that something was off. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something in his gut told him that he had to run away as fast as he possibly can. The Nature Spirit foolishly decided to ignore the feeling and he continued to be blown across the mountains until he was satisfied.

Then he noticed the waterfall. The boy grinned mischievously at the thought of turning it into a gigantic sculpture. He raised the brown staff that he always carried around and shoved the end of it into the rushing water. Confusion spread across his face as the water didn't turn to ice.

"The hell?" He asked to no one. Something felt very wrong; his survival instincts told him to run, but his curiosity told him to stay and investigate. Silly survival instincts, curiosity always wins! Jack followed the waterfall to its source on top of the mountain. There, he found a cave. He stepped into the water coming from the cave and mentally debated on what he should do.

'Should I just leave now and never know what's in here? Or should I continue and possibly regret this forever? Hmmm…"

Jack decided to move forward.

And so he walked.

And walked.

And walked.

"How big is this cave?!" He yelled to no one in particular after walking for 10 minutes. He did not expect to be answered, much less being answered by a fairy.

"We made this cave so big so that you'll have enough time to turn back." The small, winged woman answered solemnly. She grimaced. "Please turn back." She pleaded.

"Why?" Jack asked curiously. Deciding to ignore the obvious fact that he's talking to a fairy; he already encountered water that wouldn't freeze, why cause his brain to hurt more? "What's in here that's so bad? And if it's so bad, why live here?" The fairy sighed.

"We were born in this cave and are tied to this cave. We couldn't leave no matter how much we want to." The fairy said sadly. "You do not know what lives here?"

"Nope." Jack said, popping the p.

"Then I express my deepest apologies." The fairy bowed before disappearing.

"Okaaay." Jack said, now thoroughly weirded out by this cave. But he's been walking for so long! He can't turn back now. So the Nature Spirit continued to walk. Thankfully, or unfortunately, he reached the end of the cave in a very short amount of time. He then saw an amazing sight; a large, beautifully decorated, sword sticking out of a platform of rock that rose out of the water. Jack hopped up onto the platform and he examined the sword up close. It was a beautiful sword, it was made of gold and intricate designs took over the blade. Jack whistled appreciatively.

"I wonder why that fairy wanted me to walk away…." The teen wondered aloud. He shrugged. He noticed how deep the sword was stuck into the stone below him and Jack chuckled slightly. "It's kind of like the sword in the stone." He gripped the handle of the blade. "Whoever could pull it out of the stone would become a king." The boy laughed at the thought, knowing that he won't be able to pull out a sword stuck this deep in stone. But he tried anyway, if only for the right to say that he tried.

He didn't expect the sword to come out however. In fact, he nearly fell over after it slipped from the stone because he used much more force than necessary. He looked at the beautiful sword in his hands and his jaw nearly hit the floor.

"No. Freaking. Way." His eyes widened as the sword began to glow with a blindingly bright light. Jack shut his eyes to avoid being blinded and he vaguely felt the weight of the sword leave his hands. As the light diminished, Jack eased his eyes open.

He was expecting to see the sword in his hands; he most certainly wasn't expecting to see a small, white, mutant staring at him. Jack was certainly having an off day. But he would realize this later in the day; right now he was just freaked out, with good reason. Though he doesn't know the good reason yet.

"…What?" Jack stared wide-eyed at the creature in front of him.

"FOOL!" Said creature pointed a cane at his face.

"I repeat." Jack said calmly. "…what?"

"You wanted to wield me? The Holy Sword!" The white…thing looked at him with large, circular, extremely cartoonish eyes. He wasn't blinking; it was actually freaking out Jack a little bit.

"Wait…you're the sword I pulled out of that rock?" Jack's eyes widened even more, he wasn't even sure if that was possible.

"FOOL!" The cane was swung in the direction of Jack's face again, narrowly missing his nose.

"Hey, can you watch where you swing that—"

"My legend began in the 11th century!" Again, the cane was shoved into Jack's face. "Would you care to hear it?" Jack pushed the cane out of the way.

"Sure. I have nothing—"

"FOOL!" The cane was swung yet again.

"Can you stop that? It's very annoying—"

"Do you think that you are good enough to wield me?"

"I don't—"

"FOOL! How would you know whether you are good or not?"

"I don't know, you just asked me."

"My legend began in the 11th century."

"What does—"

"It was a Tuesday, on a bright summer morning." The creature began. "I remember looking up at the blue sky thinking…no, it was night. The sky was dark and I looked up at it thinking…No. I was right, it was morning! But it wasn't a Tuesday. It was a Thursday; a beautiful Thursday morning in the middle of summer. Or was it Spring? Winter? No, it was definitely fall. A beautiful Thursday morning in the middle of fall! No, it wasn't Thursday. It was a Monday! Or Friday? Or a Thursday that felt like a Monday?"

"What is the point of this?" Jack asked, seriously annoyed.

"FOOL!" The can was shoved into Jacks face yet again.

"Seriously, I swear to the moon that if you shove that thing in my face again—" An unimaginably large list poofed into existence. "What."

"You must follow these 1000 provisions of you wish to become my Meister." Jack held the list in his hands, scanning the large collection of words.

"I must follow all of these?"

"FOOL! Of course! Provision No.452 is the most important; you must attend by 5 hour story telling party!"

"I can't even last 5 minutes with you." Jack dropped the list and started to walk out of the room.

"Wait! Would you like to hear about my legend, it began in the 11th century!"

"No thanks." Jack answered back. "You're annoying as hell."

"Wait!" A golden glow filled the room. Jack turned around to see the beautiful sword floating in the air. "Take this blade and you would be considered a hero! The best of the best!"

"A hero?" Jack asked as he grabbed the hilt of the blade.

"Yes! Now, let us rule together! With glory and honor!"

"Glory and honor." Jack echoed as the golden light morphed until it took the form of golden wings. Power radiated throughout the room and Jack felt invincible. And yet….

Jack stuck the sword as deep into the floor as he could.

"No thanks." He growled. "Anyone who could put up with you would be a hero…" And so Jack walked out of the room, leaving the sword behind.

"So, did you meet Excalibur?" The fairy asked as Jack left the cave. Jack looked at the fairy and grimaced. He flew out of the cave without another word.

"Oh." The fairy sighed sadly. "I guess you did…"

Let's just say, dear readers, Jack avoided that part of the world for the rest of his immortal life.

AN: I'm sorry. I will never do this again... Just...Just...*hides head in shame* *sees angry ROTG fans* Umm, the next chapter would be normal! I promise!

Here's a link to a website that would explain for about Excalibur. If you scroll down a little, you can see the grimace. Remember to remove the spaces~! souleater .wikia wiki/Excalibur