The Musketeers in the Discworld/Ankh-Morpork setting is honestly such an underrated concept, I’m mad that everyone’s sleeping on it.
Louis being the King who literally does nothing but stress baking, genuinely believes that he alone keeps this city running, that crime is non-existent, unemployment is probably a fancy name for a flower, his citizens are the loveliest and cutest things that just absolutely love to pay taxes
Richelieu having this whole system of guilds, organized crime, and e mess of a city going and keeping Louis in this dream, but in fact everything is just shy away from falling apart, but for some miraculous reason, it keeps working
D’Artagnan storms into the Shades looking for a bar Athos frequents. None of the Shades criminals even try to rob him, and actually keep him out of trouble, because they’re so amused by this boy, and also because they look forward to Athos beating the shit out of him coz entertainment is sometimes more valuable than money (lol jokes on him, D’Artagnan is broke)
So D’Artagnan storms in and demand to fight Athos, and Athos is like, really not in the mood, also he’s pissed that some asshole is interrupting his Man Pain Session, so he’s like “ok, so im gonna waste 5 minutes of my life on killing you, and these 5 minutes I ain’t getting back”
Treville sees D’Artagnan and be like “Gods, is he a dumbass, but like..... he has potential. Hey, boy, wanna sign up for Night Watch, because you gotta pay for all that broken furniture somehow?”