Last night on the island (Katchoo, Firekeeper, Dinah)
Saint Louis doesn't have dairy maids. (Merlin)
Or a crown prince. (Arthur)
Or people with tails. (Merlin)
Or trolls. (Merlin)
Or at least people don't PROPOSE to them. (Merlin, Arthur, Katchoo, crazy medieval people)
I always stop Katchoo from punching people at weddings. (Merlin, Arthur, Katchoo, crazy medieval people)
Merlin didn't steal a walrus either. (Arthur, Katchoo)
Arthur's dad is a dick and I kind of hate him. (Arthur, crazy medieval people)
That's why the lady is a TROLL. Did we mention that? (Katchoo, Arthur, crazy medieval people, TROLL)
After which we will never eat again. (Katchoo, Arthur, crazy medieval people, TROLL)
In which Arthur's dad is not a *complete* dick (but I still kind of hate him) and there is no more TROLL and also there are hugs (Katchoo, Arthur, Merlin, crazy medieval people, ex-TROLL)
In which medieval romances are boring, Gwen isn'tunlike on the show, and Katchoo and I go "fishing" (Katchoo, Guinevere)
Heading home. (Merlin, Arthur, Katchoo)
Saint Louis: oddly more familiar than it's cracked up to be (Katchoo)
Saint Louis doesn't have dairy maids. (Merlin)
Or a crown prince. (Arthur)
Or people with tails. (Merlin)
Or trolls. (Merlin)
Or at least people don't PROPOSE to them. (Merlin, Arthur, Katchoo, crazy medieval people)
I always stop Katchoo from punching people at weddings. (Merlin, Arthur, Katchoo, crazy medieval people)
Merlin didn't steal a walrus either. (Arthur, Katchoo)
Arthur's dad is a dick and I kind of hate him. (Arthur, crazy medieval people)
That's why the lady is a TROLL. Did we mention that? (Katchoo, Arthur, crazy medieval people, TROLL)
After which we will never eat again. (Katchoo, Arthur, crazy medieval people, TROLL)
In which Arthur's dad is not a *complete* dick (but I still kind of hate him) and there is no more TROLL and also there are hugs (Katchoo, Arthur, Merlin, crazy medieval people, ex-TROLL)
In which medieval romances are boring, Gwen isn't
Heading home. (Merlin, Arthur, Katchoo)
Saint Louis: oddly more familiar than it's cracked up to be (Katchoo)
Francine had long ago figured out that Angelica Demesnes and her ilk -- not that Francine would use the word ilk unless she was trying to spell milk in a game of Scrabble and somebody else had already laid down the M -- had no clue what life was like in a medieval kingdom.
What she was sadly finding out now was that medieval kingdoms had no clue how to write historically-suspect bodice-heaving romance the way Angelica Demesnes did.
Instead, she got to sit on a step and try to make it through at least one paragraph of Ye Tragik Historye of Sir Ethelred the Dubious and His Enormouse-Busumed Wyfe before her eyes started swimming again.
[For NPC shenanigans, though The Girl, she is welcome also!]
What she was sadly finding out now was that medieval kingdoms had no clue how to write historically-suspect bodice-heaving romance the way Angelica Demesnes did.
Instead, she got to sit on a step and try to make it through at least one paragraph of Ye Tragik Historye of Sir Ethelred the Dubious and His Enormouse-Busumed Wyfe before her eyes started swimming again.
[For NPC shenanigans, though The Girl, she is welcome also!]