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After a stray remark from a visiting noble, Arthur has to grapple with the fact that Merlin bears a resemblance to Uther that cannot be ignored.
Something wasn’t right. Either a dreadful mistake had been made, or someone was trying to poison Arthur. Not that Merlin would blame them - Arthur was the prattiest prat to prat Camelot, but his dying? That just wouldn’t do.
"Magic is evil."
"Well, you see, Arthur, my magic is like your pratness."
"I beg your pardon?"
"You are prat. You were born a prat. You cannot stop being a prat. It can't be helped - it's just part of your nature, and yes, it is annoying to some people, but your friends put up with it because it's you."
"I am a warlock. I was born a warlock. I cannot stop being a warlock. I cannot help it. It's just a part of my nature. Some people think magic is evil, but hopefully...hopefully my friends will put up with it because it's me."
Plot by @marisol-000. Used with permission. : )
Arthur is turned into a goose, and Merlin tries to catch him and turn him human again before Camelot is destroyed.
“But if you already live in a shack, where on earth are we going to go?” Arthur demanded. “It can’t get any worse.”
“Bold of you to assume I don’t have two shacks.”
“Merlin? Merlin, thank goodness. Listen, I got drunk last night.” “So? I’m your administrative assistant, not your priest.” “I got drunk and bought a flower shop.”
My work for @merlin-fic-server 's mini challenge flower shop au!
"I'm so bored, I could almost read a book."
"I'm sure your tutors would be glad to hear that."
“You have Arthur?” he asked to confirm. “Short kid, yea tall, blonde - black hair, bit of an attitude and no manners?”
“Yes, my lord, just as you describe.” The man grimaced. “Just.”
I wrote a fic where Merlin turns Arthur into a goose by accident, and someone left this in the bookmarks:
I am honored 😂
“Where’s Merlin?”
The woman who had given him the piece of pie and was now watching him like a creepy crow or something looked nervous. “Lord Emrys is not here. He left last night.”
Left?
Last night?
“That two-faced lying sorcerer.” The pie was forgotten. “He left me behind!”
He was Lord Emrys. He was not going to be pressured into this again. Before the whole fiasco with Agravaine, he’d already decided.
Arthur was going home.
Arthur sniffed again.
A bookmark from one of my fics that made my evil author side very happy. :)
“He drank quite a lot,” the tavern owner said, as though Merlin couldn’t tell. “He’s going to have one monster of a headache in the morning.”
No, he wasn’t.
Because Merlin was going to kill him.
“If you will forgive me for being direct, I could swear I’ve seen your face before somewhere,” Lancelot said as Merlin led the way through the forest. “Have we met before?”
Merlin laughed.
And walked faster.
“And I could try turning you into a goose, too, but we aren’t going to do that.”
Not that he wasn’t tempted .
“ Fine,” Arthur grumbled. “Let Uncle Agravaine come after me. I’ll just die because you were lazy. See if you care then.”
Dropping the pot back on the floor, Merlin rolled his eyes. “Quit being dramatic. I’ll think of something.”
Even after peace had come to Camelot, Arthur couldn't shake the feeling that he was missing something - someone - important.
It was, Arthur knew, going to be a good day.
It was his last day at the potato farm.
The day he would pay off the tavern tab he owed Merlin.
Since Merlin would not be coming for him, Arthur tried to devise a proper escape plan while his kidnapper slept.
Instead of Lancelot, Gwaine shows up and kills the griffin. Not wanting to mess with nobles, he lies about his heritage to avoid getting knighted. Merlin still doesn't see a problem.
Plot created in/inspired by this post by @dragoon-the-greatest
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“Merlin? Merlin!”
The last thing Merlin saw was Arthur’s face hovering over him.
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The last chapter plot-wise!
(Please check out the notes at the bottom of this one.)