Hi! This is my first story ever on fanfiction, so criticism is greatly appreciated! :) Enjoy!
To say that Merlin was having a bad day was a sever understatement. First, he had left for a hunting trip with Arthur, who unwittingly awakened a dragon like monster, who chased them to the edge of a 60 foot cliff, where all hell broke loose.
"Don't be such a girl, Merlin, I have a plan!" Arthur said, surprisingly calm.
" And just what, Arthur, is your brilliant plan! We are at the EDGE of a CLIFF and you have a PLAN! I don't suppose that just might involve jumping off the cliff away from that fire breathing THING, or perhaps maybe we'll just walk past it all causal like!" Merlin yelled, panic rising in his voice.
" Actually that was my plan! Good job Merlin! Perhaps your not as dimwitted as I thought you were!" Arthur said cheerfully. Arthur grabbed Merlin by the arm and shoved him off the cliff , jumping after him. Merlin cried out in shock before screaming,
" ARTHUR! I CAN'T SWIM!" At the top of his lungs. Panic filled Arthur, as they were only second away from hitting the water.
And cut! So, was it good, bad, ok? My writing usually improves once I get into the story a little, so criticism is appreciated! Any ideas are gladly accepted! Tell me if you want me to continue this please !