Time flies, as many years have passed. Shia, along with his friends, are all grown up. They proudly graduated from the academy and became well known sportsmen, and celebu-Knights, as they had always wished to become. But, they didn't seem to have much money, for all of them are not born wealthy.

Eventually, Shia and his friends managed to save enough money to buy a house for themselves, which was located at Knightonia, a few miles behind the Knights' Academy. It is very convenient for them.

So, one day, Shia received a magazine from his sister, Blythe. She said that the magazine was given to her by Principal Brickland, and she decided to give it to him, as she had finished reading it.

Shia read it and wanted to show it to his friends.

"Guys, check this out!" Shia called his friends.

"What is it, Shia?" The Blok asked him.

"My sister gave me this magazine.  There's this article, written by...Jorah Tightwad, whoever he is...who...wants someone or a group of people to work for him," Shia was thrilled.

"So?" Jousting asked.

"So...we could sign up and work for him! The article says that celebu-Knights would be paid twice as much as normal people!"

"Then, what're we waitin' for?" Jousting looked excited. "Let's go meet that guy!"

The others agreed as they went searching for Jorah's palace.

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Half an hour later, they finally found Jorah's palace, and boy does it look magnificent! The palace is all made out of solid gold!

The young celebu-Knights looked at it as they gasped.

Jousting went towards the door and knocked it. A few moments later, a middle-aged man with hair as golden as his palace came and opened the door.

"Hello, there, Mr. Tightwad," Jousting introduced himself to Jorah. "My name's Jousting Drill Bieber, and my friends and I would love to sign up for work. "

The others introduced themselves as well.

"Ah! I see..." Jorah smirked as he said. "Come in! Come in! Let me show all of you around my marvelous golden paradise!"

Jousting, followed by the others, went into the palace and looked around as Jorah started the talking. His palace really is marvelous!

"So...are the four of you celebu-Knights?" Jorah asked in the middle of his tour.

"Yes," Shia replied. "And we are happy to serve you, Mr. Tightwad."

"Oh! Very good," Jorah nodded his head as he praised them. "You're all hired. Do you guys have a name for your group?"

"We call ourselves the 'Knight Lights'," The Blok replied.

"The 'Knight Lights'?"Jorah questioned them. "Too lame! Since y'all serve me now, I'll give y'all a better group name. How 'bout -the 'Tighty Knighties'?"

The four of them looked at each other and agreed with the name.

"Well, it's fine for the four of u-" Shia tried to reply him.

"Alright! Then it's final," Jorah lost patience. "Now, my Tighty Knighties, bring me a glass of orange juice!"

"Yes, master!" The four of them answered loyally.

And here started the new name of Shia's group and the beginning of the service of the Tighty Knighties to Jorah Tightwad.

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