Hey everyone! This is my first fan-fiction, and I'm a little nervous.

This scene takes place after season four. Morgana has recovered and has Alithusa on her side. If you could all review at the end, that would be great. I'm always up for suggestions. I can honestly say that I don't know how long this story will be. Although I'm pretty sure about what I am going to do, your suggestions can play a big part in those decisions, so please review. Enjoy!

Chapter One: The Quiet Before the Storm

"Let's have you, lazy daisy!" Merlin cheery voice called out as he opened Arthur's heavy, velvet drapes, letting the morning's sunshine pour in.

"Ugh…" Arthur groaned, burying his face in his pillow. "Why do you always say that when you get me up?"

Merlin tried not to laugh, a smile playing on his lips. "I could say rise and shine, or better get up and going, or –" He paused, and a knowing smile appeared on his face, "Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey.-"

"Never mind." Arthur threw an arm over his head and buried deeper into the covers, not wanting to wake up to yet another hectic day.

"Fine, I guess I'll have to do it the hard way." Merlin muttered. "Don't say I didn't warn you."

The young warlock walked over to the king's bed, eyebrows raised, and literally dragged Arthur onto the floor, where his friend lay in an undignified heap. To complete the picture, one solitary sock that had been laying on the bed fell directly onto Arthur's head.

Merlin couldn't help but laugh as Arthur picked the sock off of his face and threw it at him, shooting daggers.

"Will there be anything else, my lord?"

That did it.

Arthur's hand groped around until it found its target – a goblet. Merlin ducked, and the cup flew over his head. "Years of practice do pay off." Merlin smirked cheekily.

Finally taking pity on his king, Merlin offered his arm to help him up, rolling his eyes in the process. Arthur sullenly accepted the help and stood up, stretching.

The king pulled on a shirt, his manservant helping him into his armor, purposefully putting some pieces on too tight – payment for mucking out the stables yesterday.

"Not too tight, Merlin. You don't want to kill me." Arthur grunted.

"Sorry. I'll go fetch your breakfast, sire."

Sarcasm overload.

"Idiot." Arthur rolled his eyes. He reached over to the place his goblet normally was. Not comprehending that he had already thrown it, the king thrust his arm at Merlin. The result was nothing actually getting thrown except for thin air, a stupid looking Arthur, and a smirking Merlin.

Before the king could comment, Merlin headed off towards the kitchens, muttering "Prat!" under his breath.

Merlin was scrubbing the king's armor in his chambers, completely exhausted. Arthur had been working him to the bone for the past few days, and the young warlock felt as if he was about to drop dead, he was so tired.

"So much for 'best friend'", he muttered under his breath.

Why did he always get stuck with the worst of the chores? It couldn't be merely a coincidence! Well, not unless that coincidence just happened to be Arthur…

'Enough is enough!' He though to himself. 'I deserve a small break.'

Merlin glanced around the room; no-one was watching him. "Mundare arma cito." He smirked as the armor began cleaning itself.

The raven-haired boy didn't normally cheat on his chores; it was too much of a risk. But, he desperately needed a break. Life was so utterly tiresome at times.

He sighed, his eyes fluttering shut. Now he could rest for just a few moments, reveling in the complete peace of-

"Get up you lazy idiot!" Arthur shoved Merlin with his boot.

"My apologies, sire." The boy glared, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

'So much for getting a small break.'

"Do you need help with something?" Merlin asked through gritted teeth.

"There's a council meeting. I expect you to be there in five minutes." Arthur stormed off.

"Mean, inconsiderate, prat."

"I heard that!"

Did you like it? Hate it? I know it's a bit rushed, but this story is mostly about Arthur's reaction to Merlin's magic. I have at least three more chapters written. If you guys like this, I'll post them. Please leave a review. I'll give you a virtual Collin Morgan if you do!