Now I'm Here

Chapter 16- A Baby I Was When You Took My Man

The boys were almost dropped on there asses in the middle of a stone castle. 

It was dusty and old in the castle, they didn't have a clue where they were, though. 

Roger rubbed his eyes, "Where the fuck are we?" he asked. A bunch of professional looking people walked by and gasped at Roger's language. "What? Is that to naughty for you?" Roger teased. 

"Excuse me," Brian stopped the old-fashioned people, "Excuse me, what year is it?" he asked.

The people looked at eachother there faces spelling out W H A T T H E F U C K? 

"Good sir, it's 1783," one of the people replied in a funny British accent. 

"Thank you, love," Brian replied.

The "good sirs" were clearly terrified of the boys, and Roger and Freddie found extreme humor in it. 

"Did you see there bloody faces? Ew, curse words," Freddie laughed. 

Roger choked from laughing so hard, "Oh my lord. They were so disgusted."

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After fifteen minutes of Brian and Deaky being quiet beans and Roger and Freddie laughing at each other. 

Two younger women walked by flashing there eyes at the boys. 

"Hello," Roger said, in a charming voice. 

"Hello," one of the girls laughed. 

"Who are you?" Freddie asked. 

"I'm princess Caroline," one of the girls said. 

"I'm princess Amelia," the other girl said. 

"Princess, huh?" Roger giggled.

"Yes, good sir," Caroline said. 

"Very sexy," Freddie replied.

"Oh, hehhe," the girls laughed. 

"Would you like to stay here with us for a bit?" Amelia asked.

"Why, yes," Roger replied.

"Shut up, Amelia, I wanted the blonde one," Caroline screamed. 

The girls began screaming and fighting and all of the sudden, a man, wearing a crown and robe walked out into the common area and declared, "Girls, stop it. What's going on?" 

"I wanted the blonde," Caroline whined.

"But I claimed him first," Amelia said. 

"Caroline is the eldest, therefore, she may have the blonde and Amelia may select another man," the king said.

"I pick you," Amelia said, pointing to Deaky. 

"Me?'' Deaky asked.

"Yes, you," Amelia replied. 

"But, I'm dating someone," Deaky said. 

The king and his two daughters gasped. 

"I am King George ll and I declare you to death," the king exclaimed. 

"But-" Deaky argued.

"No, buts," the King screamed as knights took the boys against there will to the cellar (again).

"What kind of historical play is this?" Freddie asked.

Everyone glared at Freddie, even though he was being perfectly real.

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