This is a request from a good friend of mine. She was being a complete sadist when watching TV and decided this would be a good idea. She told me of her brilliant scheme over MSN. The conversation went like this:
Mel: Hey you know when Arthur said 'If you have anything to say then say it now' to Merlin?
Zico: Yeah.
Mel:
You know what I wanted Merlin to do?
Zico:
What? What? Tell me!
Mel:
…Set Arthur on fire.
Zico:
I was planning on writing a Merlin fanfiction.
Mel: You have got to write one about that!
So here it is. This fic is made up of complete and utter crack! Oh and I don't own any of the characters from Merlin, I just toy with them for my own amusement.
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"If you have anything to say, say it now Merlin"
Merlin gulped, his throat suddenly dry. Should he tell him? He didn't really have a choice as he knew he would have to use his magic in the up coming battle there was no avoiding it. He stared long and hard at Arthur and tried desperately to think of a way out of this situation. He gripped the sword in his hand tightly as a vent for his anxiety.
The slow feeling of panic began to seep in and followed by the tingling rush of magic flowing through his veins. He had nearly forgotten that his magic was instinctive, a sixth sense and when feeling threatened or frightened it worked on its own.
Arthur's intense gaze shifted as he raised his head and sniffed at the air. "Can you smell something burning?" He asked quickly and looked around the small house from where he was standing. Merlin slowly shook his head but it soon turned into a nod. Arthur was right, something was burning. "Arthur! You're-", Merlin pointed at Arthur as he noticed black smoke whipping up in clouds from behind the prince. Arthur turned and Merlin saw the source of the smoke.
The back of Arthur's red tunic had mysteriously caught alight and upon noticing this, the prince let out a much undignified screech of panic and immediately dropped to the floor, rolling around on the ground.
"What is going on?!" Merlin looked up to see Morgana standing in the doorway with a look of bewilderment plastered on her face.
"I don't know!" Merlin retorted as he quickly looked down at Arthur who was yelling: "Put me out! Put me OUT!" Morgana rushed outside again and Merlin rushed to the door way to watch her quickly fill a bucket of water from the well and hurry back inside, pushing past Merlin and dumping the cold water over Arthur and putting the unexplained fire out.
Merlin helped Arthur up and Morgana covered up a laugh with her hand as she looked over the bedraggled prince. Arthur shook his head to shake some excess water from his hair and looked to Morgana. Morgana swallowed another laugh at Arthur's attempt at looking serious in such a state before quickly looking at Merlin who was trying so hard not to burst out laughing. "The raiders have crossed the river." She informed. Arthur simply nodded, not trusting himself not to stutter with the freezing cold water now soaking him. Morgana led the way out with Merlin bringing up the rear. He wondered if the rest of the villagers would now take the prince seriously, the raiders certainly wouldn't.
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Yup, short and badly written, this is crack people it doesn't have to be good. I hoped you enjoyed it Mel, your wish has come true. –Jumps out window-
Mel: He he he. I just beta read this. Good job. Yay! FIRE!
