"DownUnder: King Arthur"

Author: Alasia Moonstalker

Legalese: I own only the three girls, nothing King Arthur belongs to me.

Genre: Action/Adventure/Humor

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Haley, Karen and Corrie landed in LOTR once. What's to say something similar won't happen again? This time they have to deal with Saxons and Romans and Woads – not Orcs.

Author's Notes: Chapter Six. I apologize for the wait. I so got sidetracked with another fandom. Forgive me! It's really short, but I'm having debates on how to go about the next section of the movie.

DownUnder: King Arthur

Chapter Six:

The next two days to Hadrian's Wall were nearly unbearable for Haley. What with Corrie playing the overbearing doctor lady and making her stay in bed when she could have been walking about the day after getting the injury to her leg. She'd done it before, she even said so. Corrie had scowled and said that these were different circumstances.

Dagonet had looked amused from his side of carriage through the entire debate. Being a healer himself he knew his limits and not to tax himself… Mostly he just didn't want Corrie yelling at him the way she had when she'd found Haley outside early in the morning the day before.

The only thing that made the remainder of the trip bearable were the frequent visits from Karen and the knights, and from Lucan. They all managed to make her smile.

It was the day they were to arrive at Hadrian's Wall that she finally escaped. Haley woke before dawn, and noticing that Dagonet was still asleep, grabbed her pack, changed into a pair of army green cargoes and a black tee with 'Behold my Tantrum!' on it in white. She laced up her boots, pulled on her bracers, strapped on her weapons, filled one pocket with dum dums and escaped out the door.

When Corrie found her around breakfast time it was to find her finishing off a hunk of bread and talking Bors into letting her ride Dagonet's horse. It was either that or she was trying to convince him to go ask Dagonet for her, as she didn't want to be anywhere near the carriage lest Corrie ambush her and force her back inside.

Corrie had huffed, scolded and when faced with Haley's blunt sarcasm, had thrown her hands in the air and stomped off. Haley had grinned, turned back to Bors and raised a brow. He was grinning and nodded to her.

A few hours later found her riding in between Galahad and Gawain on Dagonet's big black war horse. She was regaling them with a Hobbit story. Telling of how, just before Aragorn's wedding, Pippin and Merry had somehow convinced her to help them raid the kitchens. It had been a fiasco. Not only had they been caught, but the cook had sent her two helpers after them as they ran away, arms full of food. The two hobbits had eventually taken Haley's load from her and ordered her to hold off the two boys while they got away. She'd gotten a busted lip before she'd broken bones and left them lying there with a scowl on her face intent on finding two mischief makers. The two knights found this extremely funny.

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"So, how long have you known Haley and Karen?"

Corrie looked up at the huge, shirtless man before her. Dagonet was a sweet man, and it seemed that he was genuinely curious. She was currently changing the bandages on his shoulder and side so she chose to answer. "We've known each other since nursery school. The first time I met Haley we were four and a boy had stolen the toy I was playing with. I started crying, Haley saw, hit the kid, took the toy back and gave it to me. I asked it she wanted to play too.

We met Karen a few weeks later. She'd just moved from town further north and we found her sitting with a stuffed bear singing along with 'Sesame Street'. We joined her."

"What's 'Sesame Street'?" Dagonet asked curiously.

Corrie heaved a sigh. How was she supposed to explain Bert and Ernie. The Cookie Monster, Elmo and Oscar the Grouch?

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Karen let out a low whistle as the wall came into view. It wasn't so much the height of the wall that grabbed her – she'd seen taller, it was the length of it. How it stretched in both directions as far as she could see. It wasn't the fort either. It was the fact that the town the fort housed seemed to alive. Karen instantly loved it.

That and it promised a real bed and a bath.