AN/ well here it is, sorry for the inconvenience for everyone who reviewed/favorited the story on my other account. But here it is again, reuploaded and improved, still set in Series 1. Enjoy.

What I have always wondered is where the hell the dragon goes in his spare time...I have a theory.

You cannot do this alone, you are but one side of a coin, Arthur is the other!

No but I don't understand!

The dragon then took off in an elegant flight.

No please help me!

I have, the great dragon said in reply.

The dragon then flew up to his upper cave and when he knew that Merlin had gone, he got to work with his slashy magic.

He flew over to his dragon sized laptop which lay on a flat rock in the middle of the cave. Stalactites draped down from the ceiling as the dragon sat down and started getting to work.

He signed on to his fan fiction account to check how many review he got from his last ArthurXMerlin slash story. A scaly grin appeared on the creatures face.

All of a sudden, he had an idea, so he opened up a word document and started typing with long, black, untrimmed claws.

That was the only drawback to being an all powerful and all knowing dragon, he had a hard time writing on such small keys, but that is what spell check is designed for.

"And then Arthur..."you could hear him mumbling contentedly to himself.

"And so then Merlin..."he then chuckled slightly.

"Finished!" he then said to himself, very proudly at the masterpiece he had created.

He then went back to fan fiction and submitted his story,

"Perfect." he said gleefully. He loved to write stories in his spare time, especially merlinxarthur story's full of, well you don't want to know.

"3 reviews already, nice."

He heard someone's familiar footsteps approaching down the hard stone staircase.

So he quickly logged off and went down to spread some more mischief.

Some time later...

As Merlin walked down the castle corridor, carrying Arthur's armor, he had noticed many of the maids whispering to each other behind his back and giggling annoyingly to each other .He tried so hard to ignore their agitating shrills but they kept on making strange comments about him. For example, when he was walking across the courtyard, he past Sir Thean.

"Oy, enjoyed the knee walking did you...I hope Arthur enjoyed it!" he bellowed sarcastically in a joyous laughter.

Merlin was not amused.

He decided to visit Gwen to see whether she knew what was going on. Gwen was always a reliable source for catching gossip around the castle, Who was with who, who was doing what and she had some idea of what this rumour must be about.

"Haven't you heard?" Gwen said politely.

"About what?" Merlin was very confused at this point in time.

"About this." Gwen replied, handing him a piece of parchment.

His eyes scrolled the page in sheer shock. He felt the colour drain from his face as his thoughts were scarred with the images that invented themselves in his head. Many other thoughts had crossed his mind such as, what? How? When? Why? But more importantly…

"Who wrote this?" he finally managed in a very unmanly tone.

"Nobody knows but all we know is that whoever wrote this, called themselves ' G-dragon123'"

Meanwhile, the dragon was still looking proud of himself.

"This is my favourite hobby." The creature laughed smugly. (Accept for confusing Merlin with impossible riddles which he also thoroughly enjoyed doing)

As the happy slash dragon carried on making Merlin life a misery.

FIN!

So there you go…Reviews and comments as welcome as always