Arthur and his knights were in a town a few miles away. They marveled at their surroundings as the went around.
Bedevere: This land has sure become strange.
Galahad: No doubt about that.
Robin: Who do we ask?
Arthur: Should we split up?
Bedevere: Perhaps that's not for the best, given this place.
Arthur: True. Let's just ask around in groups.
Knights: Right.
*The knights walk around and find a few people.*
Arthur: Hello, ma'am. I am Arthur. King of the britons. Do you know where we can find this "museum of the round table"?
Woman: Not from here, no.
Arthur: Okay, then. Thanks for your time.
The knights started to go around and ask more people. But most of them either ran off from them or were confused by them. But everyone starred at them.
Arthur: Any luck, knights?
Lancelot: Unfortunately not.
Bedevere: I can't shake the feeling that these folks are staring.
Patsy: My shell banging is definitely scaring people.
Arthur: Is there no one here that understands us.
Just as he said that, a group of teens in medieval costumes. One as a knight, one as a wizard, one as monk, and one as an archer.
Knight teen: Greetings, fellow players!
Arthur: Thank god! Finally some familiar types.
Knight teen: Hello. I am Sir noobmaster.
Wizard teen: There are some who call me Merta runner.
Monk teen: The lord brings you friar Amulet.
Archer teen: And I'm called Headshot.
Arthur: Greetings Sir noobmaster, Merta runner, friar Amulet, and Headshot. I am Arthur. King of the britons. This is my trusty servant Patsy. And these are my knights of the round table.
Sir noobmaster: Well, King Arthur of the Britons, what might your quest be?
Arthur: We are trying to get to the museum of the round table. There I will find Excalibur. You an a quest yourselves?
Merta runner: As a matter a fact, yes.
Headshot: We are on a quest to slay the horrendous black beast of aauuuuhhh.
Lancelot: Oh, we encountered that one. But we were forced to run away.
Headshot: You've seen it?
Lancelot: And barely escaped with our lives. We had already used the only holy hand-grenade we had on a killer rabbit.
Sir noobmaster: You needed a holy hand grenade to kill a killer rabbit?!
Arthur: That's right. That rabbit was dynamite. It killed five...
Galahad: Three, sir.
Arthur: Three of our men. Plus we had no bows.
Sir noobmaster: Wow. You must have been pretty low level.
Arthur: What?
Sir noobmaster: Low level. As in you've encountered it early on.
Arthur: I don't know about that. We've been on a different quest for quite some time. A year.
Friar Amulet: A YEAR?!
*The cosplayers start to laugh.*
Robin: What's so funny?
Merta runner: If you needed to use a holy hand grenade on a killer rabbit after you were on your quest for like a week, you'd have had a soft excuse. But you've been on this quest for a whole year, so you have no excuse!
Bedevere: And?
Sir noobmaster: Then your all just bad.
Arthur: WHAT?! You dare call us bad?!
Sir noobmaster: Come on, man! You needed a holy hand grenade to kill a killer rabbit.
Arthur: Be quiet!
Sir noobmaster: The killer rabbit is the lowest tier enemy in existence!
Arthur: Shit up!
Sir noobmaster: That's like using an uzi on a housefly.
Arthur: So be it!
Arthur pulled out on of Lancelot's swords and started to swing at sir noobmaster. He and his party ran off from them.
Arthur: After them!
Arthur and his knights gave chase to the cosplaying teens. But then the cops showed up.
Cop: Oy! You! Freeze!
Arthur: Stand aside!
One of the cops responded by tasing Arthur. Then they pointed it at the other knights.
Robin: Don't tase me, sir.
---------------------------------------------Arthur and his knights are going to jail. But first they met some annoying cosplayers who mock them for using the holy hand grenade of Antioch to get past a killer rabbit.

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