Cherry sat alone in her bedroom, looking and feeling a little bored as she wasn't sure what to do. That was until she got a phone call, and she decided to answer it after seeing who it was. "Hey, Atticus." she then said.

"Hey, Cherry," Atticus said. "It's been a while since we did something."

"Tell me about it," Cherry rolled her eyes. "I think I have Stockholm Syndrome for these adventures."

"You think you wanna come over and hang out like we used to?" Atticus asked. "We could have a movie night with video games."

"Hmm..." Cherry paused for a moment before shrugging. "...I guess I could do that. I've got nothing better to do."

"Great," Atticus smiled. "So I'll see ya soon."

"Mm-hmm..." Cherry nodded before she jumped off of her bed and walked off. "Well, I might as well get ready. It's really been quiet for adventures lately," she then said. "Funny thing... I hate them when they go on and yet when they stop, I miss them... I must be sick or something."

Atticus then decided to get ready for his company. "Adventures are unpredictable; you never know when the next adventure will come." he then said to himself out of excitement.

And where luckily for both of them, Atticus and Cherry were going to have an adventure into the past.

"Are you kids gonna have a sleepover like when you were kids?" Michelle smiled.

"Nah," Cherry replied. "I'm pretty sure I'm just gonna eat dinner and watch a movie. I shouldn't be too long."

"All right," Michelle cooed as she hugged her daughter very tightly. "Have a good time~"

"Sure, Mom," Cherry muffled before poking her head out and panted heavily for air. "Oxygen... Oxygen..."

Michelle beamed as she soon let her daughter go, patting her on the head. Cherry grumbled before she left out the front door to visit the Fudo household. As she began to make her way to the Fudo household, Cherry began to wonder when Drell would appear and tell them that they had an adventure that day... Which she rarely did as the adventures were usually what she would want to try and avoid. Atticus smiled at the doorbell was rung and Cherry stepped inside with a nod of her head.

"What're we gonna watch?" Cherry asked.

"I dunno, I saw this one movie at a garage sale," Atticus said, holding up a DVD of a movie called "Double, Double, Toil, and Trouble". "It's a movie about these twin witches... Though not like Alex and Camryn."

"...Those twins look like the little Tanner girl your sister talks about sometimes." Cherry said as she took a look at the DVD cover.

Atticus then looked at the cover and chuckled. "Yeah, I guess they do kinda look like Michelle."

"Anyway, let's watch the movie unless Drell comes out of the linen closet and tells us that we have an adventure." Cherry said.

They soon heard thunder and lightning. Once they saw it didn't come from outside, Atticus and Cherry knew exactly where it came from and who was coming. Cherry soon ran upstairs to the closet to lean against the door. The door soon tried to open, but there was a bit of a struggle.

"I'm sorry, no one's home right now," Cherry smirked as she locked the door. "Unless this is a package from Abercrombie & Witch."

"Let me in or I will bust this door down myself!" Drell's voice glared.

"What that magic word?" Cherry smirked.

Drell's fist soon popped out from the door.

"...Okay," Cherry said as she stepped back and unlocked the door. "I just thought you were on vacation or something. I thought you were gonna be someone else," she then shrugged. "How was I supposed to know?"

"Cherry, you and Atticus are needed for an adventure." Drell told her.

"Okay, this is interesting," Cherry said. "Uh, what is our adventure?"

"You two are going back in time to the time of King Arthur." Drell explained.

"...Why?" Cherry whined.

"Because I said so." Drell replied.

"...Great excuse," Cherry sighed. "...Can we eat dinner first? I can smell Atticus's mom making something."

"...All right, a quick dinner," Drell rolled his eyes. "Just make it quick, this is pretty serious. The timeline could get erased."

"Stop the presses." Cherry said with her hands in the air.

Everyone was soon seen eating dinner together.

"Mmf... This steak is so tender..." Cherry said. "I haven't eaten dinner in a while."

"I'm concerned about you not eating a lot, Cherry," Atticus said. "It sounds awful."

"It's okay, really," Cherry replied. "It's just part of being undead." she then added with a smirk, showing her fangs briefly.

"You can thank Forte for that later on." Drell told Cherry.

"So delicious." Atticus smiled as he ate his steak.

"So Drell, why are Atticus and Cherry needed for an adventure in Medival Times?" Patrick asked the strong warlock.

"It's complicated, but do you remember this?" Drell asked as he came to a shelf in the Fudo living room.

Patrick and Emily shared a look before looking at the strong warlock. Drell soon pulled out a book titled "The Sword in the Stone".

"Of course I remember that," Patrick said to the warlock. "We lived through that. That was also around when I first met Emily."

"Yes, but look at this." Drell said as he opened the book and the words and pictures were slowly fading away from existence, making the pages blank.

"Oh, no, the past is being altered..." Patrick said out of worry.

"Exactly, unless something is done to correct the timeline; it could be erased for good." Drell told them.

"So... You want... Us to go back in time?" Cherry asked.

"I couldn't think of anyone better for the job," Drell replied. "I'll take you to where you need to go, but that'll be it. I can't risk running into my other self and neither can Atticus's parents."

"Other selves?" Atticus asked.

Cherry paused for a moment as she knew what Drell was talking about based on watching movies based on time-travel. "Because that could cause a major paradox that could destroy the entire universe?" she then guessed.

"Exactly," Drell nodded. "You'll also probably run into Hilda, Zelda, and Edward during that timeframe since they were being tutored by Merlin at that time."

"Good to know." Atticus said.

"Just know that his teachings are a bit different." Drell said.

"As different as yours?" Cherry asked with her arms folded.

"Maybe... Come on, I'll take you to a special room." Drell gestured for them to follow him.

Atticus looked at his parents and hugged them good and tight.

"Oh, Atticus, we'll be right here," Emily soothed. "It'll be like you never left anyway since time travel is funny like that."

"I know, but I just hope we can save you guys." Atticus said softly.

"Don't worry; I'm sure you and Cherry will." Patrick smiled.

"Well see ya when we get back." Cherry told the Fudo parents.

Patrick and Emily waved Cherry and Atticus away as they went on yet another new adventure.

"Each hallway is a different century," Drell informed Cherry and Atticus as he led them through the new room in the Supernatural Realm. "I rented this from Father Time and Baby New Year."

Cherry and Atticus looked around, feeling uneasy as they followed him as the walk took a while until they came to a stop and the two ran into him before falling on top of each other on the floor before getting back up once he stopped.

"This is where you'll go..." Drell said as he opened the door. "You might get separated, but knowing you two, you'll be fine and fix everything... Otherwise... Everything might be gone, especially with Patrick and Emily ever meeting... And be careful of the Gummi Bears."

"Um, okay?" Atticus and Cherry said out of confusion.

Atticus and Cherry both soon went through the door that Drell had opened.

"Goodbye and good luck!" Drell called out before shutting the door behind them.

Cherry and Atticus then suddenly disappeared in a beam of bright light as they went back in time into a very, very long time ago into the past.

"A legend is sung of when England was young as knights were brave and bold," A narration began as the story also began. "The good king had died and no one could decide who was rightful heir to the throne. It seemed that the land would be torn by war or saved by a miracle alone, and that miracle appeared in London Town: the sword in the stone. And below the hilt in letters of gold were written these words: 'Whoso pull-eth out this sword of this stone and anvil is right wise the king born of all England'."

Though many tried for the sword with all their strength, none could move the sword nor stir it. So the miracle had not worked. And England was still without a king. And in time, the marvelous sword was forgotten. This was a dark age without law and without order. Men lived in fear of one another for the strong preyed upon the weak. A dark age indeed! An age of inconvenience. No plumbing... No electricity... No nothing! A wolf was soon shown and heard a squirrel who wandered on a tree before a hawk flew over and tried to snatch it. We are soon seen going further into the forest and where it seemed like there was nothing else in the forest until an old man with a long white beard wearing a blue robe as he was collecting water from the well. Atticus looked around as he wandered through the forest.

"Boo!" Cherry smirked as she jumped out in front of him from the darkness.

"Cherry!" Atticus scolded. "Stop playing! We have a job to do."

"Sorry~" Cherry replied innocently before they saw the man.

"A dark age indeed!" The old man grumbled as he pulled on the chain, though he seemed to have trouble with the well. "Age of inconvenience. No plumbing, no electricity, no nothing!"

"Huh... I guess some wizards did have white beards and pointy hats... Even if Jerry Russo doesn't." Cherry shrugged from afar.

The old man soon yelped as he almost fell into the well before catching himself as he began to start pulling himself out of the well until Atticus went over to help him with the water. Cherry cupped her mouth a bit.

"Oh... Thank you..." The old man said as he dripped a little wet, but not too terribly before he saw Atticus. "...Say, who are you? I've never seen you before."

"My name's Atticus," Atticus replied. "And no problem, I love to help people."

"That should be your motto when you become a famous detective." Cherry teased.

"Oh, ha, ha, very funny," Atticus smirked playfully at Cherry before facing the old man. "This is Cherry, my best friend and well, it might be a bit hard to explain where we're from, but how we got here is well I guess a doorway from the Netherworld would be considered magic."

"Hmm... How very curious..." The old man replied. "I don't have any reason to not believe you."

"Then believe us," Cherry smirked. "Cuz I live a pretty crazy life."

"I can tell you're an interesting one," The old man remarked. "You might as well come with me."

Cherry and Atticus soon followed him after he had used the well.

"Everything complicated," The old man mumbled to himself as Atticus made sure he wouldn't trip with the chain as they followed him into his home. "One big medieval mess. Now, let me see," he then said as he paused once he let them inside. "He should be here in, I'd say half an hour."

"Who should be here?" Cherry asked.

"I am just as curious." A male voice said.

Atticus and Cherry soon looked around the room before they looked and saw a birdhouse as the birdhouse door opening to show a tiny owl coming out.

"Hello! ...Owl?" Cherry blinked.

"Who? Who?" The owl continued to ask. "I'd like to know who."

"I told you, Archimedes, I am not sure," The old man replied as he got ready. "All I know is that somebody will be coming. Someone very important. Not these two though, even if their arrival is surprising."

"Oh, pinfeathers!" The owl complained in frustration.

"That's very reassuring," Cherry rolled her eyes. "You're getting ready for company you don't even know about."

"Fate will direct him to me so that I, in turn, may guide him to his rightful place in the world," The old man said. "And where he will be accompanied by a friend or two."

"Huh, that's interesting." Atticus said.

"Thank you," The old man replied. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you my name."

"Is it Gandalf?" Cherry asked as Atticus nudged her as this was no time for jokes.

"No, my dear child, I am called Merlin, at your service." The old man introduced himself.

"Merlin? As in The Merlin?" Atticus smiled.

"I see my reputation proceeds me." Merlin smiled back.

"Let's just say we've heard a lot about you." Cherry replied.

"Well, it's good to see someone who knows me," Merlin remarked. "Besides Archimedes of course."

"Someone named Drell sent us here." Atticus said.

"Yeah, and the reason is for, well, we can't exactly tell you." Cherry said.

"Did you say Drell?" Merlin glared.

"He knows him..." Cherry and Atticus murmured knowingly.

"That mischievous, sneaky, prankster, spoiled little brat?!" Merlin continued. "How could he have sent you here? He's still in training so he can take over The Magic Council when his mother retires!"

"Um, so, uh, shouldn't we, I don't know, find out where this mystery guest of yours is?" Cherry asked Merlin, changing the subject.

"Yes, we shall," Merlin replied. "This shouldn't take long."

Cherry and Atticus then sighed in relief.

"So, uh, how do you know a guest is coming?" Atticus asked.

"I had a prediction!" Merlin replied. "Fate will direct him to me so that I, in turn... May guide him to his rightful place in the world. A-And you say he will arrive in half an hour?"

"Ha! Well, we'll just see." Archimedes rolled his eyes in doubt.

"And you will, Archimedes. You will," Merlin reassured as he began to light up and smoke his pipe before accidentally burning himself. "Ow!"

"You okay, sir?" Atticus winced.

"Yes, Atticus, I'll be fine..." Merlin reassured as he seemed to begin to have a vision in the smoke. "He'll be, uh, a boy... Small boy... 11, 12-years-old... And a scrawny little fellow..." he then listed as Cherry pulled her shirt up over her nose and mouth from the smoke.

"You don't say." Cherry muffled.

"And his friend?" Atticus asked.

"Yes, tell us about this friend that seems to also be joining him here." Archimedes said to Merlin.

"Ah, yes, his friend... I believe he's around the same age..." Merlin continued before he saw something which didn't fit his description. "Oh, no, no, no. That can't be the one. Surely not. Why, that big lad must be close onto 20."

"Do you see that smoke?" Cherry asked Atticus as he just listened.

"Ah. There they are," Merlin then continued after a young man was shown and then two boys were shown as Cherry watched the smoke screen. "The scrawny little fellows about 12. They're a couple of regular little grasshoppers. One a tad more adventurous and hopeful than the other... Not too dissimilar to Atticus here... Look at them go."

"And where... Where would you guess he is at this very moment?" Archimedes demanded.

"I am not guessing, Archimedes! I know where they are!" Merlin glared sharply. "Less than a mile from here just beyond the forest. And right on schedule, i-if all goes well."