“Merlin, Merlin, come and see,” exclaimed Arthur excitedly. "I'm coming," Merlin breathed, as he climbed the steep hill overlooking the village. Merlin and Arthur watched the glorious jousts taking place just below them. Arthur, being the curious young man that he was, wanted to see how the knights fought and Merlin, reluctant, obliged. “They have such advanced weaponry; I wish I could hold a spear as expensive as a knight's! A dark look crossed Arthur's face. "But alas, I will never be strong enough to joust, let alone fight in a tournament." "Don't be so sure," Merlin implied. “Magical things can happen to anyone.” A thought occurred to Merlin. “Boy, how would you like to see even more advanced mechanical weapons?” While Arthur thought, Merlin softly chanted a spell: "Bum, bum, Dom, de Dom, let's show Arthur some gun fun!" Merlin and Arthur were standing in a crowded town hall, filled with people of all ages, which was definitely not the hill they were on. Then it was just Arthur. "Merlin, Merlin, Merlin...