CHAPTER FOUR
Arth Con 2012, the Disunited Kingdom of the horror dimension, London.
Arthur and the others appeared next to an Arth series stall.
“Where are we?” inquired Arianne, “the last thing I knew was that we were still in chapter three on Xanadu?”
“It seems we are next to the Arth series stall at a comic convention.”
“Do they have these in the horror dimension?” wondered With.
“If they have the seventh book we can look at the end,” suggested Trelainne.
A teenager or young adult came up to Arthur, “Wow, your Arthur costume is excellent,” beamed the youth.
“Er, why thank you,” burbled Arthur.
“You look just like Arthur in the comics.”
“Well, I am Arthur.”
“You even have the same name.”
“No, I am Arthur, the King Arthur of the Arth series.”
“Can I have your autograph on my doll?”
“You mean action figure?” said Arthur sanctimoniously as he got his pen out to sign the box.
“Can you sign it ‘From Arthur Pendragon, for liberty and fraternity, from here to eternity.”
“Why ‘For liberty and fraternity, from here to eternity’?”
“Oh that’s your catch phrase.”
“But I’ve never heard it before.”
“It’s what you say in the Arth series cartoons on TV and in the films.
Arthur pulled a mildly surprised expression as he signed the doll.
“Action figure,” he whispered to me.
“I can get everyone’s presents for Christmas,” gleamed Arianne as she looked at the action figure/dolls on a stall.
As Lee looked around he whispered to Arthur, “I think we should disguise ourselves. We are supposed to be here on a secret mission to rescue Fawh.”
Arthur nodded, “Come on you lot, get into disguise.”
“What are we going to dress as?” inquired Arianne.
“We can dress as anyone in the comics from the past seventy years,” suggested Alf, “with a horror tinge.”
“More like a horror twinge,” laughed Sid.
“What’s so funny about a horror twinge?” asked Alf.
“It rhymes?”
“Not funny.”
“Some people might think it is.”
“I think fewer people will think that’s funny than the percentage of people who think the Arth series is funny.”
“We have nearly a whole convention here dedicated to us and our funniness.”
“The people of this dimension must have a twisted sense of humour.”
“I want to be Xena warrior princess,” beamed Trelainne who got back to the subject of disguises.
“Very inconspicuous,” droned Arthur, “can you not be someone like Vicky Vale from Batman?”
“You can be Vicky Vale if you want.”
“I have a beard!”
“So does she in this dimension.”
Once Arthur had changed into his Chuck outfit he commented, “You know this is a terrible situation we are in.”
“Why?” asked Biggs.
“We have to disguise ourselves so we do not look like ourselves.”
“That’s a blessing in your case.”
“Cheek,” blustered Arthur as he went over to the female changing area to see where Arianne was. She exited a changing booth. “Now dear what are you going to change into?” he asked.
“Disgraceful,” said ‘Arianne’ as she slapped Arthur around the face, for it was an Arianne look alike who had just changed into an Arianne costume.
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