(We open in the MonkeeCave. The cave is empty, and all is quiet...until we hear some explosions from the red crystal room to the right.)

Davy: (Stumbles out first) What in the bloomin' ELL was that, Mick? (Coughs)

Micky: *stumbles out next* Sorry, Dave. Smoke bombs. *coughs*

Davy: Watch where you throw those things! We smell like we've just walked out of a barbecue!

Micky: I said sorry, geez!

Davy: (Looks around as the smoke dissipates) Maybe we'd better clean up. Mike'll be around soon to practice, and you know how he is about the cave.

Micky: *nods* Yeah...

Alex: *saunters in* What's your hurry?

Davy: (Growls) What are you doin' here?

Micky: And would you mind leaving in a hurry?

Davy: Before I skewer you or Micky knocks you half-way to China or both.

Alex: *holds his hands up in front of him* Wait a minute. I'd like to make an offer - a duel for crystal.

Micky: Excuse me?

Davy: (Nods) I accept.

Alex: Not you, short stuff.

Davy: Wot?

*Micky's eyes widen.*

Alex: *points at Micky* I want a duel with my brother.

Micky: I was afraid you'd say that.

Davy: But he ain't the swordsman here. I am! (His rapier appears; steps in front of Alex) I won't let you do this!

Alex: *raises an eyebrow* YOU know how to duel. I don't, and he doesn't. I think that's rather fair.

Davy: (Steps back when Alex reaches for his sword) Don't you dare! I don't know what you have planned, but I won't let you go through with it. I like me best friend in one piece!

Micky: I like me in one piece, too!

Alex: You're getting on my nerves, little man.

Davy: Alex, leave. Now. Or (he slices Alex's belt, making his pants fall down) I'll have to get rough with ya.

Alex: *quickly pulls up his pants and uses black light to fix his belt* That's it. Now I need to do something with you. *A black light appears around Davy. He reappears tied to a chair, hung from the ceiling* Not bad.

(Davy struggles, yelling through the black scarf around his mouth. His sword is in Alex's other hand. He hands it to Micky.)

Micky: *takes the sword and gulps* Uh, I'm gonna warn you, I really kinda suck at using a sword. (Grins) Wait, I seem to remember you were pretty rotten with swords, too.

Alex: *shrugs* Yeah, but I have more time to practice, and it WAS my idea.

Micky: Oh man... (He ducks away as "The Girl That I Knew Somewhere" begins. He shakily tries to parry Alex's blows.)

Alex: Oh come on, I've had better duels with girls!

Micky: WHAT?! (He runs straight for Alex, his sword raised, screaming at the top of his lungs)

*Alex uses Micky's momentum against him and side-steps, then gives Micky a kick to the backside, knocking him down.*

(Micky raises his sword as Alex comes at him again. Alex finally knocks the sword out of his hand.)

Alex: *smirks* Point for Alex. Well, brother, seems you've lost something.

Micky: No!

Alex: *evil grin* I think I'm going to enjoy this!

(Suddenly, something smacks Alex on the shoulder! As the music continues, he turns around to see Mike behind him. Mike wears a loose white shirt and his tight black suit trousers with boots and holds his broadsword. His eyes are narrowed and his countenance is severe.)

*Alex rolls his eyes. Micky runs the back of one hand across his forehead.*

Mike: Back off, Alex. He ain't the one who knows how to use that thing. He's better at close combat. (Smirks) Why not duel with a real Knight?

Alex: *grins* Who? Where?

Mike: Nice try, Devil, but you're not gettin' me riled this time. (He puts his sword out in duel stance) Or are you too afraid to duel with a real fighter? Someone who knows what he's doin'?

Alex: Afraid? Me? Ha! I don't know the meaning of the word! *shrugs* I never bothered to look it up.

Mike: Well, then, look THIS up! (The music continues as Mike and Alex go into a far furious and more graceful duel all over the cave! They jump on crystal furnature, duck around the chemistry set, and slash at each other's clothing. At one point, Mike makes an "M" in Alex's black shirt.)

*Alex sticks his tongue out and black lights himself into a new shirt.*

(Mike finally backs Alex into a corner and knocks his sword out of his hand. He tosses Alex's sword to Micky.)

Mike: Mick, blue-light Davy down here. (Turns to Alex) Ready to give up, Black Knight?

*Micky does so.*

Alex: Looks like I don't have much choice.

Mike: Good. Now, answer me one question before we knock you into the next decade. How DID you improve your swordsmanship so quickly? It wasn't with practice, was it? It takes years of practice to get that good!

Alex: *frowns* I made up a potion for it, if you must know.

Mike: That's what I thought. (Turns to Micky) Mick, launch him into orbit, please.

Micky: *grins* Gladly. *Lets rips with a yell, then charges at Alex; he launches him out the entranceway, Alex screaming the entire trip*

Davy: *whistles* Nice distance on that throw, mate.

Micky: *dusts his hands* Thanks.

Mike: He's probably half-way to Arizona by now. (Turns to the boys) Good thing I got here when I did. You boys ok?

Davy: I'm fine. 'E 'ung me out to dry before 'e started anything.

Micky: *nods* I'm fine, too. My pride, on the other hand...

Mike: I think I know a way to salvage that pride. (Tosses Micky Alex's sword) Let's work on your fencing skills. You won't get good overnight...or with a potion...but we can get some practice in.

Micky: *half grin* Good thinking. *checks out the sword* I gotta admit, he's got good taste in swords, at least as far as I know.

Mike: It's probably one of Sheila's. She IS genuinely good with swords. So was her uncle. (He holds out his sword to Micky) Engarde, Savage!

Micky: *starts, but holds out the sword; it shakes a little* On guard what?

*Davy slaps his forehead.*

(Mike shakes his head as the two begin their practice.)