Hey this is a new story that I'm working on with Ice-Dragon111 this chapter is all her doing with some input of mine we hope you like it right now its just the morning of a new day in Camelot so nothing has happened yet but things well change nearing noon in the next chapter. Please enjoy and tell us what you think.

"Ugh." Slowly stretching, Merlin started to move his muscles, aching from were Arthur had had him scrubbing the castle floors all afternoon. "Stupid Prat-King of all Prats," Merlin muttered to himself after decided he would risk the wrath of the dollop head that is Arthur, if it meant having an extra half hour in bed. "His fault for keeping me up late, anyway." he thought to himself as he snuggled back into the warm comfort of his covers, completely forgetting what day it was...

"Merlin. Merlin. MERLIN!" Gaius shouted through the door annoyed at the young warlocks lack of hearing, the physician glanced around his young ward's room, tutting at the mess it always appeared to end up in. "What is it?" Merlin whined from his comfy, warm spot in his bed, he squirmed in his bed hugging his blankets closer to him and trying to keep out the harsh cold of the Samhain's Eve air... What?...Wait it's SAMHAIN'S EVE!

"Gaius, why didn't you wake me up sooner? The knights and I have this incredible gran plan! You see..." Merlin started rambling on about a wagon-load of stuff that Gaius had no wish to know of. He was afraid if he did, his heart would cease beating which was peculiar since he practically dealt with horrors every other week whether a plague or protecting his nephew.

"Merlin. No, Merlin listen to me. Merlin! Thank you. Now, get dressed quickly. Arthur had to go to an early council meeting, so he has no need of your assistance this morning,"

Merlin looked at Gauis with a questioning look wondering if he should try 'The Brow' on his guardian but then decided against it, it wasn't his thing. "Wait so the prat was able to get dressed are you sure his clothes are not on backwards or inside out?"

"What, no Merlin and yes Arthur was cable of getting dressed on his own. Also," Gauis paused hitting Merlin on the side of the head. "you shouldn't call the king that. Arthur is a good king and unless you want to end up in the stocks you need to stop this childish-ness."

Merlin frowned in annoyance and sighed grabbing a metal cup and filling it up with water from the bucket on the table. He quickly downed the water droplets falling onto his chin and wetting his chest.

"Now, where was I."

"Something about an early council meeting and Arthur being able to get dressed by himself."

"Oh yes that, like I was saying until you interrupted me; Arthur won't need your help until eleven this morning."

Merlin nodded and headed to his room where he fell on top of his bed. He looked up at the ceiling and a smirk that really didn't suit him fell on his face.

"This is going to be a Samhain's Eve to remember," Merlin cackled but started to cough afterwards, he grabbed his grey shirt and red neckerchief and started to get dressed ready for the mayhem that was sure to occur.