Title: Time’s change

Rating: R could go higher probably won’t go lower

Pairings: Arthur + Anastasia + Lancelot

Galahad + Desdemona

Gawain + Brilliant

Tristran + Christmas

Dagonet + Fulcinia

Bors + Vanora

Summary: The knights with Merlin, Vanora, and Fulcinia are pulled into the future. Better then it sounds.

Lesson 3: What to do?

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Anastasia’s house

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Anastasia paced at the bottom of the stairs, glancing every few seconds over at the living room.

Desdemona was rubbing her wrists; Galahad had tied her way to tight and sitting on the bottom step.

Christmas had just finished going around and locking all the windows and doors.

And Brilliant was watching Anastasia pace.

“What are we going to do with them?” Christmas asked glancing at the living room warily.

“They’re from another time, how the hell are we supposed to send them back?” Brilliant snapped.

Anastasia groaned. “How the hell did they end up in my house is what I’d like to know?” She turned to Christmas and Desdemona.

“I have no idea,” Desdemona said flatly.

Anastasia turned to Christmas.

“They said they were out riding and then all of a sudden they were here,” she shrugged. “They seemed as surprised as we were.”

Anastasia frowned.

“Great so what do we do with them?” Brilliant snapped.

“How the hell am I supposed to know?” Christmas snapped back.

“BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!” Anastasia roared. They jumped.

“Geez you don’t have to yell,” Brilliant muttered.

“You know if they’re stuck here we should try to help them,” Christmas offered. Anastasia raised an eyebrow when Desdemona and Brilliant nodded in agreement.

“And how exactly are we supposed to help them?” she asked sarcastically.

“Help them out, you know, show them the ropes of the 21st century. You know cars, technology, bathing.”

Anastasia’s eye twitched.

“Come on, we can’t just throw them out into the street.”

“Yes we can!”

“Come on Stasia,” Desdemona begged.

“You do realize they traveled through time to get here, right?” Anastasia asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes,” They intoned; Anastasia sighed and gave in, nodding.

A sudden loud thud from the living room caught their attention.

“Looks like they woke up,” Brilliant raised an eyebrow as she looked toward the living room.

“Maybe we shouldn’t have tied them up,” Christmas murmured apprehensively wringing her hands.

They headed into the living room.

The knights were tied up on the floor while Arthur and Merlin, Vanora and Fulcinia were sitting on the couch; the girls had knocked them out but hadn’t tied them up; as they had proven to be much more peaceful and willing to cooperate.

Now the knights were awake and struggling against their bonds. Muffled curses came from underneath the gags and Christmas was beginning to think untying them wouldn’t be a very good idea.

“Hey!” Anastasia snapped to get their attention. They turned to look at her, or rather rolled over to look at her and glared, yelling through their gags. “You know for guys who specialize in sneaking around you certainly are noisy.”

They were shamed into silence; Anastasia specialized in doing that to people.

“Here is the situation,” she clapped her hands together and started pacing. “You are stuck here, in this time, which is currently the year 2005; you are in my house, in New York City, in the United States of America, on the continent of North America on the other side of the ocean from Great Britain.” She paused to take a breath and saw they were staring at her wide eyed and if she didn’t know any better scared. “We,” she motioned to the other girls, “Have no idea how to get you back, I have doubt you have any idea how to get back, so you’re stuck here. We will help you as long as you don’t piss me off. Understood?” They nodded. “Alright let’s untie them.” She sighed.

It took an hour to get the knights untied, settled in the living room, and to convince them Anastasia wasn’t a Saxon demon after she yelled at Desdemona and Christmas about the mess in her living room and threatened them with some very…interesting punishments; eventually though they managed to and now they stuck on what exactly to do with the knights.

“They could stay here,” Desdemona suggested Anastasia glared at her.

”You’re the only one who doesn’t live with their parents,” Brilliant pointed out.

“Yeah, but they stop by constantly. What happens if they come by when I’m not here and they are?” she pointed to the knights.

“Well, hopefully by the time your parents get back from Europe we’ll have them fixed up so they’ll fit in. You parents aren’t that smart,” Brilliant pointed out.

“Yeah, and seven grown men, one wizard, and two grown women from the dark ages won’t look suspicious to anyone! Not to mention that my father still lives with the ‘women don’t speak alone or sleep with men until their married, let alone stay under the same roof’ mentality.”

“Is that not how it goes here?” Fulcinia asked. They snorted.

“Nnnoooooo! Not by a long shot.” Desdemona snag out looking cheerful enough that Fulcina looked slightly uncomfortable.

“Not important at the moment,” Brilliant snapped at the cheering goth then turned to Anastasia. “Look yours is the only relatively safe place for them to stay. Des and Christmas’s parents are drunks and mine will actually believe me if I tell them they’re from another time. We could call Joan but her apartment won’t hold all of them.”

“We have to call her anyway; we need her to help us out with the legal stuff,” Christmas pointed out. During this whole talk the knights, Merlin, Vanora, and Fulcinia had been sitting quietly on the couches watching.

“Uh, so we are staying here?” Arthur asked, looking hopeful. Anastasia gave in and nodded.

“Yeah, sure, fine, whatever, not like I have a choice,” Anastasia muttered and started sulking.

Brilliant sighed and resolved to deal with her moody friend later. She turned to the knights.

“Look if you’re going to live here there are some things you’re going to have to learn. This is a very different time from the one you’re from, there’s a lot you have to learn.”

“What?” Arthur asked. “We will do everything we have to. If you will help us,” Privately the four girls wondered why they weren’t in a hurry to get back, but they didn’t voice the question.

“Of course we’ll help you.” Desdemona burst out making Galahad jump. “But first things first. You can’t go anywhere looking like that!” she pointed to their hair and armor. They looked confused.

“What’s wrong with the way we look?” Gawain asked defensively.

The four girls raised eyebrows. “You really want to know?”

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…diwedd….