Tristan and his apples, a king arthur fanfic. King Arthur and his knights finally reached home.
Tristan glanced shiftily around his companions and quickly into his pocket. He reached down and grabbed an unfinished yellow apple. "Oh darn…the flesh is getting brown again! " he complained. "Tristan! "What? "You are up to something….aren't you" said Lancelot. "No, nothing at all…Why would you think that? " "Because your hand is in your oversized pocket? " "That doesn't mean that there's an apple in there or anything…" he sheepishly replied. "You're lying... " said Gawain. Tristan pouted, "All right…maybe there is…so what? "You're an addict! " "What do you mean I'M an ADDICT?
"You're bluffing" said Galahad. "No I'm NOT! "YES! " "Alright, alright… no need to gang up on me. " "OW! Tristan rode away so sullenly but as soon as he past Arthur, his faithful hawk flew onto his shoulder and replaced the yellow apple for a delicious red one. What's wrong with Tristan? Chapter 1: Not really sure what to call it yet, a king arthur fanfic. The knights find Tristan crying and injured after a battle and worry over his well being.
But will they find out what is wrong with him? Hello, people! I thought I would try a King Arthur fic since it holds half of my heart. My favourite characters are Dagonet, Tristan, and Lancelot. It's so typical that they all die! R&R, but no flames. Arthur cut down a woad and looked around the battle for the knight's. Gwaine and Galahad were sticking to each other's side behind him; killing any of the enemy that the other happened to miss. Arthur turned as Bors' loud battle cry roared across the hill. Lancelot was sprinting around the battle cutting down god knows how many of the blue rebels. 'Watch your back, Arthur! ' Arthur spun around and stabbed at the particularly large woad that was looming up behind him. His eyes found the scout fighting against a large rabble of woads.
What's wrong with Tristan? Chapter 1: Not really sure what to call it yet, a king arthur fanfic. Earthworms, a king arthur fanfic. Earthworms Disclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone you may recognize from King Arthur.
If you think I have ripped you off, sorry. This came purely from my own imagination, such as it is. I don't even claim that my story is any good... Summary: Just a bit of fun with Bors, his herd and Tristan Bors shook Gilly awake, trying to control the foolish grin he currently had on his face. "C'mon son. The young boy opened one eye, glaring at his father. "It's nearly stopped raining. " "Wassa matter? " Gilly ignored his brother, pulling on his boots in a half-hopping way. "It's almost done raining, boy. " Not five minutes later, Bors and Gilly were joined by six more boys and one very small, very sleepy red-headed girl. Bors smiled at the youngun, picking her up. Nine gave her father a little whimper.
As Bors looked at his next youngest daughter, he was struck by how much she looked like her mother. Bors kissed the girl, setting her next to him on the ground. The Users Guide To Tristan, a king arthur fanfic. A/N: Once again I have to point out that the idea of a character "users guide" is not mine.
Thanks for the idea whoever came up with it first : ) I will write one for all the knights eventually, but I've got another story on the go and not much time, so I'm not sure when I'll get them up. Tristan is not mine (sadly). A big thank-you to everyone who enjoyed the "ARTHUR" guide and inspired me to keep writing.
Copyright BrightKnights Ltd. Daisy May, Chief Technical Advisor. Amputation, a king arthur fanfic. Disclaimer: nothing you recognise belongs to me.
"It had to be done. " Dagonet's voice was weary as he slumped back against the wall of the tavern. "There was nothing I could do. " Vanora reached over and patted the healer's arm gently, her eyes sympathetic as she tried to bestow a little comfort. "You did your best love, it's not as though you wanted to do it. " Dagonet shrugged in acknowledgement, but he was well aware of Gawain and Galahad's accusing eyes upon him. "I know. " "Mutilated. " "Is it true that it took five soldiers to hold him down?
" Taking a deep drink of his ale, Dagonet gestured to the serving girl for more before he answered.