Post by TruffleHead on Jan 15, 2013 21:34:29 GMT -5
Just a little snippit, because it's from a multi-chapter that's fairly long, but it made me laugh, and I now have people to share these things with! :)
"So once you had more control over your powers, what made you decide to stay? Let me guess- you had fallen in love with the joy of mucking out the stables?"
Merlin snorted. "Yeah right. The day I find that particular task enjoyable is the day I've lost my mind." He paused for a second before continuing. "No, I stayed because I have a destiny which must be fulfilled."
"That whole most powerful warlock thing?"
"No no- that's only a part of it."
Arthur raised an eyebrow. Being the most powerful sorcerer of all time was only part of the boy's destiny? What else could there be?
"Go on then- what is this other destiny?" Merlin looked at him meaningfully.
"You."
Arthur, who had been about to take a swig from his water skin, promptly sputtered. O-kaaay. This was awkward. He leaned back slightly, hand over his mouth, and coughed embarrassedly.
"Ah. Um… listen, Merlin. I have to say, I'm really flattered and all, but I… um… how to say this?" He coughed again. "I don't really… lean in that particular direction. Besides, there are other things to consider. I mean…" He broke off.
Merlin was looking thoroughly confused. Arthur watched as a look of absolute horror dawned on the younger man's face before his friend backed up as far as he could against the tree, an expression of complete disgust masking his features.
"Ew- ew. Oh. Oh no. No no no no no. I didn't mean…"He looked like he was on the verge of throwing up. "Yuck- that's just disgusting. You actually think that I…? Towards you? Eeeeew!" He shuddered vehemently. Arthur let out a huge breath of relief.
"Oh, thank heavens for that!"
"How could you think I meant something like that?"
"Hey! Don't blame me- you're the one who was all 'Way-hey- you're my destiny' on me!"
Merlin looked aghast. "I didn't mean it like that!"
"Well how was I to know? Choose your words a bit more carefully next time!"
"Well, sorry!" They looked at each other. Shuddered. Both knew that they had to find some familiar ground. "Prat."
"Idiot."
"So once you had more control over your powers, what made you decide to stay? Let me guess- you had fallen in love with the joy of mucking out the stables?"
Merlin snorted. "Yeah right. The day I find that particular task enjoyable is the day I've lost my mind." He paused for a second before continuing. "No, I stayed because I have a destiny which must be fulfilled."
"That whole most powerful warlock thing?"
"No no- that's only a part of it."
Arthur raised an eyebrow. Being the most powerful sorcerer of all time was only part of the boy's destiny? What else could there be?
"Go on then- what is this other destiny?" Merlin looked at him meaningfully.
"You."
Arthur, who had been about to take a swig from his water skin, promptly sputtered. O-kaaay. This was awkward. He leaned back slightly, hand over his mouth, and coughed embarrassedly.
"Ah. Um… listen, Merlin. I have to say, I'm really flattered and all, but I… um… how to say this?" He coughed again. "I don't really… lean in that particular direction. Besides, there are other things to consider. I mean…" He broke off.
Merlin was looking thoroughly confused. Arthur watched as a look of absolute horror dawned on the younger man's face before his friend backed up as far as he could against the tree, an expression of complete disgust masking his features.
"Ew- ew. Oh. Oh no. No no no no no. I didn't mean…"He looked like he was on the verge of throwing up. "Yuck- that's just disgusting. You actually think that I…? Towards you? Eeeeew!" He shuddered vehemently. Arthur let out a huge breath of relief.
"Oh, thank heavens for that!"
"How could you think I meant something like that?"
"Hey! Don't blame me- you're the one who was all 'Way-hey- you're my destiny' on me!"
Merlin looked aghast. "I didn't mean it like that!"
"Well how was I to know? Choose your words a bit more carefully next time!"
"Well, sorry!" They looked at each other. Shuddered. Both knew that they had to find some familiar ground. "Prat."
"Idiot."
