A remake of the Roleplay that NevermoreUppercrust & I made years ago. I'll be keeping track of the writing so I'll be publishing it later on for everyone who enjoys our work

)Names both Modern and Past(

Bradley - Bartholomew
Tank (Timothy) - Thomas
Ricky - Robin
Butch - Richard
T-bone - Theodore
Slouch - Samuel
Clyde - Claude
P.J - Peter Junior
Bobby - Robert
Max - Maximus
Gwen - Gwendolyn
Stacy - Stefanie
Roxanne - Rachelle
Chad - Chadwick
Huey - Hewlett
Dewey - Dudley
Louie - Louis

Names both Modern and Past not changing

Goofy
Mickey
Donald
Minnie
Daisy
Y/n

👑Two Years Passed On By👑

As Team 99 won the X-games against the Gammas but both teams still stayed friends while P.J was dating Gwen nicknamed Mocha by Y/n, Tank was still Stacy happily even came over every Saturday for a date but things changed for the former X-games King; Bradley Uppercrust the Third as he was still dating Y/n Goof whom was still the X-games Queen. Max and Y/n had a new mom once Goofy married Sylvia Marpole and the whole Goof family loves her dearly.

Right now, the Gamma boys including Max, P.j, and Bobby were walking to the first morning classes with Clyde whom still had a rivalry with Bradley but they pushed it aside to make Y/n happy.

Y/n: "Bradley!" She yelled out running over towards the boys with Gwen and Stacy behind her before she hugged her boyfriend close smiling happily in her early fall attire. "Good morning, Handsome." She teased him sweetly with a smile on her face.

Bradley looked down to her with a small smirk, placing a sweet kiss to her forehead. His arms wrapped snuggly around her frame, pulling her closer.

Bradley: "Mmm, good morning to you too, Princess!~ Mind if I walk you to your class?" He offered, his smirk unmoved.

Tank and the others stood a little ways back, watching the lovey scene with smirks and light chuckles. They loved to tease Bradley for being the ooey-gooey lovebird he was. That morning was no different.

Max: "Yuck! I think you just gave me a cavity, Brad! Cut the sticky sweet stuff and let's go!" He exclaimed, earning more chuckles from his friends. Bradley just rolled his eyes and planted another kiss on Y/n's cheek.

She laughed sweetly at her brother before teasing him with a punch to the arm.

Y/n: "What about you and Mona, huh?" She questioned making Max blush bright red and shut up. "Maybe so Bradley. I've got to go before I'm late for advance physics class. I love you, Bradley."

She said honestly before kissing Bradley on the lips lovingly then walked over towards the girls laughing happily as the boys followed the girls towards the main building.

The group of giggling boys (all except for Clyde and Max who just couldn't bring themselves to laugh), walked a few feet behind the girls. As they made their way to classes, they kept up small chit-chat, talking about sports, girls, plans for after classes, the usual. However, despite the rather cheery morning, Bradley couldn't help but feel an uneasiness building in the pit of his stomach. Something felt off, but he couldn't place what. He brushed it off as best as he could though, and quickened his pace.

The girls were a few feet ahead til a bright light filled the air making the girls looked behind to see a bright blue vortex under the boys feet.

Y/n: "Guys!"

She shouted out in panic at the sight of the vortex as she began running towards her family, her friends, and her boyfriend only to see them get sucked into the vortex one by one until she quickly grabbed Max's and Bradley's arms as the vortex started pulling them in.

The girls ran after Y/n to help her free the guys but it was no use, Stacy had to watch Tank be sucked down as did Gwen with P.j before they ran over to help with Max and Bradley.

Y/n: "I'm not going to let go okay, don't let go, Max, Bradley." She said honestly as well scared as the force began pulling Max down.

Bradley held onto Y/n's arm for dear life. His eyes were wider than they'd ever been, and his face was contorted with terror as he screamed. His heart ponded as he looked for a way to pull himself up.

Bradley: "Y-Y/n!! PLEASE! I-I CAN'T HOLD ON FOREVER!" He shrieked, terrified beyond any capabilities of describing...

His legs dangling in the air only made his feel more helpless. And to make matters worse, his grip on her was starting to slip from the sweat he was now building under his palms and fingers. He was getting ready to fall at any moment, and he knew it. Tears nearly blinded him as he croaked out another plea.

Bradley: "Y/n!!! I-I'M SLIPPING!"

Y/n tried pulling Bradley and Max out til she felt Max had lost his grip and into the vortex. Her e/c eyes widened in disbelief and fear.

Y/n: "MAX!! NO!!"

She yelled out loud before grabbing onto Bradley's arm trying to pull him out desperately since she just literally lost her friends and brother before her very eyes. Til her ears picked up the sound of fabric ripping and looked down seeing Bradley's sweater was ripping apart.

Y/n: "B-Bradley... No, no, no, don't leave me! Just hold on for me!" She said while tears began falling down her face as she tried pulling him out harder only for the sleeve to rip off fully while the vortex pulled the young man in completely. "NO, BRADLEY!!" she cried out loud about to jump in after him but Gwen and Stacy stopped her crying as well when the vortex closed up fully.

****At An Unknown Place****

The vortex opened up in the sky as it dropped the young men into a more lush area while it's power took more unsuspecting victims away from their own world to the modern era.

A duck looks through his brew while his nephews were searching the land with their spy glasses to see people falling out of the sky.

????: "Uncle! Unknown people have fallen from the sky near the castle's gates!" The eldest of the triplet ducks shouted out as the old duck looked through the spy glass.

???: "Let's go, Louis and Dudley to see these people and Hewlett tell the king what has happened as well the castle doctor." He said as he grabbed his wizarding staff.

Now the boys lay bruised, battered, and unconscious in a new world. Most of them took quite a tumble on the way down, Bradley taking the most damage. He'd fallen through a tree on the way down, hitting and breaking several tough limbs and branches only hit his head on a particularly thick branch and flop like a rag doll the rest of the way down. There was no telling how mangled he was as he lay possibly half dead underneath the tree.

The two ducks rode their horses attached was a cart for the wounded to be placed in to take to the castle.

???: "Gather all of them into the cart carefully, Hewlett." He told his nephew as he found Bradley unconscious. "Prince Bartholomew? No, such odd cloth." He questioned as he took out his staff and began healing the men's minor injuries while his nephew took the last one into the cart. "We must inform the King Mickey and Queen Minnie at once." He said seriously

The two ducks quickly rode towards a giant castle and the servants began taking the unconscious men into the doctor's tower to be treated by the castle's wizard.

As he and his wounded friends were carried off, Bradley stirred briefly from his unconscious state. His vision was blurry, and he could just barely make out Tank's silhouette beside him. He slowly reached for his friend, ever ache in his body making themselves known.

Bradley: "T-Tank.....-" He sputtered out, his vision blackening again.

It was mere moments before sleep consumed him again, not to be awoken for the rest of the ride.

The four ducks treated the group's wounds long into the night til dawn rose into the stained glass window planes.

???: "They're in here your majesties." The oldest duck spoke as he took off his hood to reveal the castle royal wizard was Donald.

Mickey and Minnie walked into the room to look at the group lying in beds as the nephews examined the groups odd clothing.

Minnie: "Oh my, the poor dears." She said while she walked towards Tank and picked up a cold bucket of water with a sheet of cotton to gently dab his forehead.

Mickey: "They look familiar as you said, my old friend but it has been years since I saw them. The Princes and their friends were traveling here to Camelot for their knighthood training." He said honestly as he walked over towards Bradley and looked at him curiously. "He does look like Prince Bartholomew as you said by his nose alone." He said honestly as he replaced the damp rag on his head with a fresh cold one.

Bradley lay still as stone as his rags were exchanged. His sleep was dreamless and deep, albeit quickly deteriorating. The more he was touched, the closer to awakening he became. After a few minutes, a sigh-like groan escaped his lips and his chest and arms tensed up. His face flinched the slightest bit as consciousness slowly pulled him from the deep, painless abyss of sleep.

Mickey looked down at the boy as he looked over at Donald for a goblet of fresh spring water.

Donald: "Your highness, should you test the boys with Excalibur to see if these strangers are true and pure of heart. Think of the kingdom's safety." He said honestly to his old friend as he gave him the goblet.

Mickey: "Once these young men are rested and well, Donald I shall and remember that the castle is still being built as well we shall not alert our allies the Kingdoms of Gamma and Goofia of this day."

He said quitely as he carefully tilted the goblet of fresh water into the boy's mouth to help him while his queen Minnie was finishing up mending the group's wounds and the nephews dressed them all in appropriate attire of the land of different colored silk and cotton. Hewlett used his magic to give Bradley a red silk tunic and black cotton pants with a dark brown leather belt and hardened boots.

About that time, Bradley's eyes cracked open, his face almost instantly contorting in pain as he swallowed what water was left in his mouth. His chest and stomach felt like it had been stomped on by a bodybuilder and then beat with a bat for good measure. His head felt hardly any better.

Still, he did his best to adjust his eyes and take in his surroundings. He also attempted to push himself and sit up... That didn't go so well. No, instead he landed with a thud and a groan on his already sore back. Well, at least he could see a little better...

Bradley: "Ughhh... " He grumbled, raising a hand to search for the rag that had fallen off his face. (turns out that had been part of why he couldn't see...)

Still too groggy to speak or even function hardly, he placed the wet towel back over his eyes.

Mickey looked over at the young man and smiled kindly while he set the goblet aside.

Mickey: "How are you fairing, young one?"

He questioned softly while Minnie removed the towels from the boys heads carefully and the nephews checked their skulls for bumps and fractures. Minnie slowly walked towards Bradley and gently removed the towel and placed some ice in it to rest on his sore body.

Minnie: "Mickey, all the boys are tended to and Donald is bringing you Excalibur." She said in a sweet voice and smile before looking over at Bradley in her pink silk queen dress and golden circlet decorated with rough cut diamonds. "Hello there, young one. I'm Queen Minnie and this is my husband and King, Mickey."

Bradley, having a hard enough time taking things in as it was, turned to look at the queen with a questioning look at best. Truly, his expression was as mixed as his emotions, therefore VERY hard to read. His voice was hoarse and rough when his confusion got the better of him and he began to speak.

Bradley: "Wh-what...?? M-Miss Minnie...?? What the heck are you talking about...?" He questioned, his voice barely above a whisper.

Minnie looked at the young man confused at what he asked before calming him down slowly.

Minnie: "Easy now, dear you. You and your company are safe here in Camelot. You all must rest for you all fell from the heavens glorious sky and you were in worse shape."

She said honestly before getting him some more water while Mickey checked on everyone else only to hear Tank scream out in shock and hyperventilating next to Bradley.

Mickey: "Easy young men. Your all safe here." He said softly and calm.

Despite the searing pain it caused, Bradley bolted upright at the sound of his brother's agony. He let out a shriek himself when his muscles contracted and hurt the way they did, but he focused on Tank. He had tears in his eyes as he fought through his own pain to try to comfort him.

Bradley: "TANK! Buddy, I'm right here, okay? We're gonna be- We're gonna be fine! You're okay, big guy!" He sputtered as convincingly as he could.

Truly, he didn't know they were going to be alright. Heck, he hadn't even figured out if they weren't already dead or stuck in some horrendous coma and were all just having the weirdest nightmare of their lives... Nothing was for certain. Still, he tried to reach across the gap to lay a hand on Tank's large bicep. Both boys' cheeks were stained with tears, old and new.

Mickey looked at the young men as tears ran down all their faces once they all woke up, Donald handed Mickey his sword before the duck took out his staff.

Donald: "Mend the skin and away from horror of agonizing pain. Let the new grow and flourish in purity of oneself."

He commanded as the stone on his staff glowed as the warm sun throughout the room healing the young men group completely.

Mickey: "Thank you old friend." He said kindly before placing a hand onto Tank's shoulder gently. "Calm yourselves young men. Tell me what happened to you all, do any of you remember what has befallen you here."

He said calmly to not stir a panic again while Hewlett, Dudley and Louis placed the odd clothes into a bin to be washed throughly.

Dazzled and confused by.... whatever the heck he just saw, Bradley slipped off of his cot and turned to the mouse, his hand rested on Tank's back, doing his best to sooth the still startled lug.

Bradley: "N-not completely... I just remember some blue portal-looking thing swallowing us and spitting us out here.... Wherever we are..." He explained, talking coming much easier now.

But his head continued to swim with questions and anxiety.

Bradley: "Speaking of which... where... or WHEN are we??" He questioned, wiping his face dry with his free hand.

Mickey nodded slowly before walking in between the cots to open the glass window panels to show them a lush countryside, a village that one would see in the medieval era  around the castle. Farms and homes out in the countryside.

Mickey: "You boys are in my kingdom. Welcome to Camelot, you all here in Donald's tower so he could heal you all up. And as for this odd magic you spoke of maybe it took away the Princes and their friends that you all resemble." He said honestly before looking over at Max. "Prince Maximus of the Kingdom of Goofia, Son to the King Goofy and Queen Sylvia and his friends Claude, Peter Junior and Robert."

He said then looked at the other's whom looked at him stunned. He carefully pointed towards the boys with saying different names, T-bone was called Theodore, Slouch: Samuel, Ricky: Robin, Butch: Richard, Tank: Thomas Lawrence and the king looked directly at Bradley.

Mickey: "And finally; Prince Bartholomew the Third of the Kingdom of Gamma. Son of King Bartholomew the Second and Esme, Brother to little princess Victoria or Tori as he nicknamed her. As well betrothed to the Princess of Goofia. The boys were heading here to beginning their knighthood training for the next two years time." He said honestly before he began to think. "Where did you fellas hail from?" He questioned softly and calmly.

Bradley just stared at the tiny king for a minute before forcing himself to answer.

Bradley: "Erm... Spoonervile? Ohio? I-I guess I don't know how to answer your question..." He said softly.

But then all that the king had said about look-alike princes and oddly specific kingdom names hit him like a ton of bricks.

Bradley: "But wait! You're telling me... That there are people who look just like us wandering around campus with our girlfriends, while we're stuck here with a bunch of larpers?!" He shrieked, not liking the sound of this one bit.

Mickey looked at the young man before unsheathing his sword from his belt to point it directly at Bradley's heart as the tip glowed a pure gold while angel song filled the air.

Mickey: "I do not know of this "Larpers"? of which you say but watch your tone around me, young man." He said with a kingly voice before looking at his sword. "Hmm? Pure of heart, I see. And from your company's clothes I can suggest that you all don't have healing magic so I have no way of knowing if they live or not."

He said honestly before holding his sword up and away from Bradley before testing the other's hearts and nodded firmly.

Mickey: "Donald, if you could find a way to get these boys back to Spoonerville? It would be well earned, til then lads follow me." He said kindly before sheathing Excalibur once more in it's sheath.

>)** Modern Era **(<

Y/n alongside with Gwen and Stacy walked into the Gamma Mu Mu Fraternity House late that night quietly after searching all over campus for the guys. Y/n sat down in Bradley's chair and began to sob as her friends tried to calm her down but cried as well together.

Y/n: "Where'd that portal even take them? Walt, please let them still be alive and safe."

She said through her tears before heading outside on the porch to think how to find her boyfriend, her brother and friends again til the wind began roaring through her h/c hair wildly as she casted her e/c eyes up to the dark and starlite sky to see a similar looking blue portal shining.

Y/n gasped at the sight til her ears perked up slightly hearing screaming coming from the portal then watched as a group of young men were tossed onto the dew ridden grass alongside the sounds of metal on metal. Y/n looked over at the group then at the sky as the portal vanished just as it appeared.

The Goof girl quickly jumped off the porch railing and ran over towards the group individuals to see them wearing medival era armor and clothes. She carefully checked for signs of injuries but couldn't find any with the armor before running inside to tell Gwen and Stacy what happened outside then the three girls worked on bringing the group into the fraternity house.

Y/n carefully took hold of the last young armored clad knight and brought them inside to rest on Bradley's chair since the other seats were taken by the others whom were unconscious.

Gwen: "I closed the curtains and turned on the lamps so we can see whom these people are." She told Y/n as Stacy came out of the bathroom with three first aid kits.

Y/n looked over at armor of the person's in her boyfriend's chair. Ebony black armor with rich red silk tunics and a cape but what confused her was the crest on the cape resembled the Gamma Mu Mu fraternity house crest a bit by shape yet held a crowned lion holding a sword on one side and on the other was a huge bull with a red rose in it's mouth. Y/n sighed softly before looking up at the helmet on the person's head looked more regal alongside another knight dressed in pure silver armor and blue tunics.

Y/n: "Sorry, about this but I have to see if your hurt." She said quitely before slowly taking the helmet off the person's head and chainmail hood carefully til she dropped the helmet in shock at the face the person had. "B-Bradley?" She said while tears filled her eyes.

The unconscious body in her boyfriend's chair DID in fact look nearly identical to Bradley... Actually, the resemblance was uncanny. She had every reason to believe it was actually him... But it sadly wasn't. No, he someone entirely different despite the similarities...

This man was a prince.

His face held the slightest of stubbles, and his hair was tied back in a loose, chestnut pony-tail. His lips were parted the slightest bit as he moaned (almost inaudibly) in his slumber. Despite the nasty fall, the strange man seemed oddly at peace as he slept, almost as though he were actually having a pleasant dream. Perhaps it was his being raised as royalty that led to his, for lack of a better word, graceful way of sleeping. It was hard to believe he was actually in a great amount of pain under that bulky armor.

Y/n looked at the man deeply before shaking her head rapidly then looked over at her friends to quietly get the first aid kits ready while she rolled up her sleeves and got to work on removing the armor from the group til they all were in their tunic clothes seeing that each man looked similar like her best friends and even her own twin brother. Gwen and Stacy treated the look a like Gammas and Goof Troop while Y/n carefully set her last first aid kit aside and gently began removing the last man's armor.

Y/n: "You look just like him." She whispered softly as she set the armor aside carefully and pulled the chainmail tunic off to fully see the deep brown leather pants and open red silk tunic covered the man. "Oh my walt..." She whispered softly as she blushed slightly at the tiny glistening of chestnut chest hair on the man's chest from the loose tied opening on the shirt. "Definitely not, Bradley but something to ask him about." She said honestly before looking over her first aid kit.

Just as the girl looked away, the prince began to stir. He tossed about a little bit, slowly waking up with a whimper. A sluggish hand traveled to rub at his aching head. Slowly, his eyes opened to reveal dim, blue hues. His teeth gritted as he twisted and turned a bit, trying to get a look at where he was. His movements weren't very fast at all, and he was far from fully awake, but he was strong. Even with his injuries. He sat up and looked at the girl in odd clothes tending to him. She looked like someone he'd seen before, but in the state he was in, he just couldn't place whom.

Proping himself up a bit on his elbows, he looked to Y/n with a less-than-steady gaze and forced himself to speak. His throat was dry, causing his velvety voice to crack like stone, making it sound rough and gravelly.

(???): "M-maiden... Where-where am I...? Where.... Where are my men?"

Y/n looked up at the sound of the voice making her h/c hair shine beautifully in the fire light.

Y/n: "Easy, easy, you all had a bit of a tumble but your all safe." She said honestly before handing the man a glass of ice water but laughed softly at being called 'Maiden' "Maiden? That's new but my name is Y/n, Y/n Goof."

She said honestly and began checking his arms for wounds then his legs carefully then finally his head.

Y/n: "A few scratches, aches and a bump on the head but I've had worse with being a Goof kid." She said honestly before laughing slightly with an h-yuck at the end.

After taking a more than satisfying gulp of water, the stranger looked to her with a raised brow. Her way of speaking was different than his own, and caught him off guard. Still, the name rung a bell, and alarms started going off in his head.

(???): "What is this "Goof Kid" you speak of...?" He inquired, curiously before forcing himself to set his confusion aside and focus on a much more pressing matter. "Y/n, you say? *cough* As in Princess Y/n of Goofia...? I'll admit you look much like her, M'lady, but not quite... You wouldn't be trying to trick me, would you?"

Y/n looked at the man before standing up and placed her hands firmly onto her hips.

Y/n: "Why would I trick a guy whom looks like my best friend and boyfriend. What would I even gain from it?"

She questioned him before moving her sweater sleeves back down and fixed her hair so it was now against her upper back.

Y/n: "Plus it's polite to tell a girl your own name after she tells you her own..... wait.... Did you just call me Princess of Goofia? That's my family's ranch and farms name."

She said honestly confused now before breathing slowly to calm down.

Y/n: "Goof kid, as in Goofy's kids. Maximillian aka Max & Y/n Goof. We're as clumsy as our dad, Goofy at times. I even got these." She said honestly as she showed him her tiny Goof family teeth

At the sight of the familiar pearly whites, the prince's eyes lit up. And he sat up straighter.

(???): "Ah, yes! That must make my fiancé a "Goof Kid!" He chirped, smiling brightly as he could. "Yes indeed, you look just like my beloved princess!"

He sat and awes at the ill-tempered Goof a moment more before getting back on topic.

(???): " Apologies, I didn't intend to be so improper... My name Is Bartholomew, heir to the kingdom of Gamma...!~" He stated as proudly as he could.

He was still awfully sore and confused.

Now it was HER turn to be confused and her jaw opened in astonishment at his words.

Y/n: "I'm sorry, but FIANCÉ?!" She yelled out as she began pacing the floor in shock. "You mean that some look a like me is engaged to you but my Bradley is there?!"

Steam began pouring from her ears in anger as she growled angrily.

Y/n: "And your a prince too, okay why is it that Bradley is an heir to his family company here and I'm a toon starlet heiress here basically royalty."

She said honestly freaking out inside til she was hugged by three guys whom looked like her brother, and best friends.

Y/n: "Ah!"

As the girl was bombarded by the three, Bartholomew and a large male with a striking resemblance to Tank made their way over to the group. The prince pulled the Bobby-look-alike off of the girl and stared scolding them.

Bartholomew: "Lads! Unhand that poor girl! That isn't your princess; she's back home!" He huffed, pulling yet another boy off of her, not that it was any use. More boys had already started clinging to her.

The exasperated prince gave a sigh.

Bartholomew: " I'm so sorry, M'lady... They're just confused... Surely you understand? By the by... How would one go about hiring a wizard to get us all back to Camelot, and your family brought back..?"

Y/n wiggled her arms free from the bondage of hugs to knock the look a like of P.J, Bobby and Max off of her with her fists before breathing slowly to calm down.

She dusted off her hands and looked over at Bartholomew and her eyes saddened deeply at his words.

Y/n: "We don't have actual wizards here, modern era is more science than fiction and we have toon powers compared to what you ask for."

She said honestly as the name Camelot hit her head and she looked through her book bag to find a huge historical book of legends.

Y/n: "Camelot, as in King Arthur and the knights of the round table?"

She asked before looking through the pages as she dropped the book in horror at the illustration of her Bradley was heavily bleeding from his head on a cot.

Y/n: "......Excuse me for a moment......" She sniffled sadly.

After watching the pretty young lady run away, Bartholomew stepped down and retrieved the book. He needed to know what she had seen that had startled her so. The book had fallen upside down, only flipping a page or two over the horrifying illustration. The prince found it rather quickly, and his face fell even farther. That boy in the pictures seemed to be in much more pain than he was... Bartholomew frowned and skimmed through the next few pages. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Aha! This looked promising! He'd found a picture just a few pages ahead, of the boy sitting up and being healed, at least to some degree. He just knew that Y/n would find some sort of comfort from this! And so, he ran to find her.

Bartholomew: "M'lady!! Wait, there's more that you must see!"

Y/n quickly turned towards Bartholomew and grabbed him by his tunic.

Y/n: "WHAT MORE DO I NEED TO SEE?! MY BOYFRIEND, MY FAMILY AND MY FRIENDS ARE BLEEDING OUT!!!"

She screamed out loud as tears ran down her face. She sniffled sadly before falling onto her knees as her colors began bleeding away to black and white.

Tears filled her e/c eyes and she pulled her knees into her chest to cry freely.

Y/n: "I-I watched them get taken away! I couldn't get them free, I couldn't save them... The last thing of Bradley, I saw was his sweater ripping away and his pleas for ne not to let go of him!"

Her tears began to puddle underneath her feet to create a pound of sorts. She lifted up her head to wipe away her endless tears in vain.

Bartholomew fell to his knees beside her, pointing to the picture in the book with the most comforting smile he could muster.

Bartholomew: "But, My dear lady; Your friends and lover are fine! If you had merely turned a few pages, you would have seen! They have been healed by a great wizard!" He exclaimed, showing her all the proof he had. "You needn't shed those tears just yet!"

She looked up at the book before her color slowly returned to her as she looked through the book. Her eyes looked skeptical at first as she saw the wizard.

Y/n: "Uncle Donald is a wizard in your era? Okay, that's just weird."

She said honestly before she began laughing softly with her h-yuck at the end. She sniffled slightly and gently took hold of the book to gently caress Bradley's picture image.

Y/n: "They're safe and sound, I'm happy but.... how are we going to get them back and you all back to your time?" She questioned while standing up to pace the ground to think before snapping her fingers. "This book, it holds the answers in a way. In a way this can show us how those we love are fairing there." She said honestly before looking over a few pages to show a white cloaked maiden by the sea shore but her face looked exactly like her. "That's your girl, huh?"

Bartholomew looked over to gaze upon the photo and gave a whistful sigh. His eyes showed a gooey, sweet love in them as he smiled.

Bartholomew: "Ah, yes... My beautiful princess... Heh, would you believe me if I told you, I haven't seen her in many a year? She was so wonderful then... She must be magnificent now..." He said dreamily. "I... Hope that doesn't seem inappropriate... Considering the situation."

Y/n looked at Bartholomew and laughed slightly as she carefully closed the book to take out her cellphone and showed him pictures her scrapbook of her fondest memories of her childhood.

Y/n: "I grew up with Bradley until a year in our schooling, I left home a little girl but came back beautiful as Bradley told me then we were separated again and the next time he saw me...." She said honestly before smilin softly. "We both changed, he became like you, handsome and strong. While I became more well... that's always a surprise."

She said honestly before putting her cell away and placed her hand gently onto Bartholomew's shoulder to look at each other.

Y/n: "I don't know how I'm going to get you and them back home but I've never backed away from a fight and I'm not starting now. Come on, you all must be hungry I'll cook you all something."

She said honestly as Gwen and Stacy left the house, She carefully set the book onto the table and went into the kitchen to cook.

Y/n tied up her hair as she looked up medival recipes from her phone and began cooking as if she lived in the age of ancient kings and queens from the middle ages.

She made a simple stew of beef and vegetables (not including tomatoes) as well hearty grain bread, roasted potatoes and finally a simple yet dense fruit tart of berries.

Unfinished Medieval/Modern AU Roleplay