Timothy, the oldest of seven sons, has to reunite his scattered brothers and he'll need your help to stop their urges, alcohol, from taking control and keeping them overnight as the threat of a devastating blizzard closes in...
A JOURNEY UNDERTAKEN
Hi, I'm Timothy! Come with me and help me reunite my brothers Balen, Calen, and Dalen, who, as you probably suspected, are triplets, all only ten-years-old! Arthur, on the other hand, is even younger: he's only five-years-old! Yeah, talk about destiny! Thankfully, my spy and Master, Merlin, is watching over him. Now then, the triplets, I feel, are elsewhere. With my luck, they're scattered in a town called Walkerville! Let's go and find them, shall we?
(Reads:) "Walkerville, ten miles to go." How nice! That means it's close by! Come on, just a little further!
Walkerville: 10 miles ahead!
How nice, an elementary school! Perhaps a student or two saw my brothers pass through?
Hello everyone, my name is Timothy Pendragon, oldest brother to Arthur. Banten, Calen, Dalen, and Wilhelm Pendragon. I'll be your narrator and guide! I will be so on a grand adventure to discover what destiny has in store for us. Last I saw of my brothers, they were all celebrating Arthur, the youngest, becoming King of Camelot. Now then, let's go find them shall we?
Well, I seem to have only ten miles to go! Now let's get moving shall we? Indeed. Come on! Just a few more miles!
(Projected to the minds of the quadruplets:) TURINTONS!!! LEAVE THEM ALONE!!!
I soon found what I was looking for: the town of Walkeerville!
As I suspected, I would need help from a student... or eight! One boy, in particular, gave his help, for which I was ever after indebted. He led me and his class outside,
Perhaps we can help?
His name was Arnold Perlstein and he knew where all three of the triplets were located! He led me, and his following, highly curious, class, to... a parking lot? We were confused as to why they would be here. According to Arnold, they were being pressured by old rivals of his, quadruplets: the Turinton Tykes, to drink alcohol! That was it for me: I ran in and, unaware of him following me, I confronted the bullies. I hated bullies... especially when my little brothers were involved!
Boys, STOP! Alcohol will impair your judgement, mess with your mind, and cause you to experience that which you will regret, such as drunk driving... or, in your case, flying, which will only result in tragedy! I lost one brother already, I can't afford to lose you too! You and Artie are the only family I have left! Alcohol will unbalance you, which would easily send you off a cliff!
(Unified, they respond:) TIMMY?!?! Sorry, brother! They forced us! We won't do it again!
Unfortunately, it seemed as though they couldn't hear us! They nearly broke under the pressure! Thankfully, Arnold appeared, which seemed to utterly shock and terrify the Tykes, who fled, cursing quite colourfully with words I dare not repeat! I could only hug my brothers, happy they were safe. Arnold then informed us of an inbound blizzard and offered us refuge at his place, which we gratefully agreed too. We ran to the school to wait out the blizzard, unaware of trouble brewing elsewhere...
Well, crisis averted, my brothers are safe and sound, and the Tykes are... eh, all is well. Now I had better go: my brothers are waiting for me! Bye now, and don't fret... We will meet... again!