Merlin, wake up!
Summary: Merlin's late for work so Gaius goes to wake him, though Merlin really doesn't want to get up, so Gaius comes up with a plan to wake him... No slash, drabble.
Disclaimer: ME: Say it Merlin. MERLIN: Saymorian does not own "Merlin" and everything related to it, BBC owns all. ME: Thanks Merlin.
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It was a bright morning in Camelot, there were few clouds in the sky and the sun shone down upon the white castle. The inhabitants were waking and going about their daily business. Except a certain warlock that is.
Merlin – who had been up nearly all night polishing, cleaning, sharpening and doing everything else to ensure that the prince's armour was ready for the next day – slept on. Gaius had forced him to do it without magic as he had been doing, well, whatever Gaius does all night. Merlin had grumbled all the way through the chores, Gaius didn't catch it all but he heard the words "prat" and "clot-pole" frequently.
Gaius, who was up, knew that Merlin was going to be late for work unless he got up, well now. He walked up to room Merlin had and pushed open the door. Looking around Gaius shook his head, a mess again, he would have to make him clean it later.
'Merlin,' he said loudly to the mess of black hair he could see on the pillow. Merlin lay on his side with his arms hanging over the side, his fingers twitching every now and again.
He had apparently not heard his guardian so Gaius called louder 'Merlin!'
'Mmmhrph,' was all he got in reply and Merlin shifted slightly
'MERLIN!' Gaius yelled and Merlin rolled onto his back
'Wassup Gaius?' he mumbled
'Merlin you have to get up you'll be late for work... again.'
Upon receiving no answer Gaius retreated and came back with a cup of water, striding over to the bed he dropped it onto his young ward, making him cough.
'Go 'way,' said Merlin pulling the blanket over his head
Gaius was struck by sudden inspiration and he grinned, should he? Was it too, ah hell with it!
'MERLIN THE DRAGON'S ATTACKING CAMELOT!' he yelled dramatically
Merlin yelped and sat up quickly, too quickly for his arm missed the bed and he fell to the floor, hitting his head. The young man sat up, hair sticking in all directions, and rubbed his head, eyes alert.
'Did you say the Dragon Gaius?' he looked at himself 'Er – why am I wet?'
Gaius glared at him 'I tried to wake you up with it because while the Dragon is not attacking, you are very late for work.'
Merlin's eyes widened and he shot up, 'Arthur's going to kill me!' he tore off his sleeping shirt and looked around for a day one, cursing under his breath, once again Gaius caught a little: "prat" and "give me so much to do" and "unfair", "bloody clot-pole" "do it himself" and then "prat" again.
Gaius smiled and went to make a new potion.
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Okay, just a tiny idea I had to get out of me, not sure what it's like but hoped you liked, thanks for reading :)
Review? concrit very welcome
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