Another Merlin fic. I don't own it, BBC does though. I actually came up with this one when I was obsessing about Merlin with my friend who was the one who got me hooked. We were throwing ideas for stories back and forth and this one seemed to stick, so now I make this one to make her go LOLs. Enjoy, even if it is just random stupidity on a sugar high.
Until Next Time
~Reiya
When Arguments Lose Go Astray
He could feel his eyes on him, as he bent to his work of polishing his boots. For some reason unknown to him, Arthur was mad and was giving his both a silent treatment and heated glare at the same time. Shrugging inwardly, he continued with his work.
"Dolt." Arthur muttered at him.
"Prat." The reply was automatic and expected by now.
"Servant." Even that didn't bother him. It was like a routine game they played every so often to establish their friendship anew.
"Royalty." He said this sarcastically and slow, drawing out the vowels. It hadn't even registered that this was not the one he had wanted to use. He'd meant to say Royal Prat, as was customary, but it was too late now. He braced himself for the rant he knew was coming.
"Merlin!" Arthur said shock clear in his voice at the new attack.
"What? It was just a game." He asked, looking up at Arthur.
"I am your Master, and as such you must treat me with the respect that is due to me." He lectured him, a small frown creasing his forehead.
"And since when have I ever done that?" He asked.
"True…but still, you must star now, this instant. Apologize." He demanded.
"Um, sorry Arthur, but I'm not going to. You started it anyways, so you must take the blame." He couldn't help but grin at the ridicules look Arthur had on his face.
"Me, the Crown Prince of Camelot, apologize to a lowly servant. I would never." He glared at Merlin, but it wasn't very heated. And the argument went on, neither giving ground or admitting that they were at fault.
It wore on until the sun had set and dinner was brought to the room. They'd missed dinner in their argument. "Enough Merlin. Be gone from my room and let me eat in peace." Merlin smiled and gave a small nod.
As he went to close the door he heard a soft sound that sounded like 'Dolt'. Smiling, he whispered back, "Prat." And left to find his own dinner that he was sure to be cold.
Again this was just a random idea between two Merlin obsessed fans with nothing better to do at lunch break. I've noticed that this type of argument seems to happen a lot between them. Sigh, their such children sometimes, even if they are meant for great things.
Until Next Time
~Reiya