Hello everyone.

Okay, so this was inspired by a conversation I had with my friend today. I honestly don't know what the point of it is, but I had fun. I hope you get a few laughs out of it, if nothing else. Well don't say I didn't warn you. Enjoy!

Two people wrapped around each other were in the middle of a lake, the water around them rippling to mirror the desire of the couple. Ever since Merlin had found the spell to summon Freya from the water's depth, he had hardly left her side.

Arthur had grown worried about Merlin's continued absences, though he said nothing of it. However, under the ruse of a hunting trip, he tracked Merlin to a lake. Having finally found his manservant, and found him with a girl, all the worry left him. Merlin was in no danger and he had more tact than to announce his presence.

"Hey Merlin, what are you doing to the girl in the lake?"

Apparently not.

"Go away Arthur!" Merlin called between kisses.

Arthur huffed, not happy with being dismissed. He was a King after all! And he had tracked Merlin a long way. All that wasted worry. When Merlin shifted in the water, wrongly assuming that Arthur had gone, said King couldn't help but giggle, "Merlin, I can see your butt!"

"Arthur!"

Morgana broke through the trees, an evil plot hatching inside her head. Upon seeing the sight ahead of her, all thoughts flew from her mind. She joined her brother standing on the water's edge.

"Merlin, what are you doing to that girl in the lake?"

Freya practically growled, "The one time they aren't fighting?"

Merlin couldn't help but agree to her annoyance. Of all the things to unit them, it had to be disrupting his time with Freya?

"Morgana, what are you doing here?" Merlin asked.

"Looking for Emerys," Morgana explained, "Have you seen him?"

Freya crushed her lips back to Merlin's, she'd been dead and she wasn't wasting another moment. Besides, they'd get the hint soon enough. Merlin happily agreed to the new plan, kissing her back with the same ferociousness. Perhaps they would've, in time, but at that moment the sound of powerful wings in the air interrupted them. And these wings were accompanied by a voice.

"Merlin, what are you doing to that girl in the lake?"

"For the love of Camelot!" Merlin cried.

Wasn't it clear what he was doing? Or rather, what he was trying to do?

"Merlin, you can't do this. The other half of your coin is watching," The Great Dragon stated.

With a sigh Merlin asked, "Why does that matter?"

"Because he may or may not be in danger."

Meanwhile, Arthur was frowning in utter confusion, "What is this about coins?"

Morgana shrugged and together they began to ponder. Their thoughts caused their legs to carry them back and forth along the shore line. Freya watched the two of them with amusement. If she couldn't kiss her boyfriend, she may as well enjoy this moment instead.

"What's after him now," Merlin asked, ignoring the prat and the witch.

"That is for you to discover," The Great Dragon smiled.

"Why?"

"Because destiny's a bitch."

Freya tugged at Merlin's shirt and pointed to the siblings, who were still brooding the mysteries of coins, "They're finally getting along. I think she's coming back to the light."

A smile tugged at the warlock's mouth. All his mistakes could be undone. He'd missed Morgana and this was his chance to…

"Kill her!" The Great Dragon ordered.

"What?"

"You're going to kill me?" Morgana cried, "I will never forgive this!"

Pulling a dagger from her belt, she threw it at Arthur, who stood there making no move to defend himself.

"NO!" And with a golden burn of his eyes, Merlin stopped the dagger.

"You have magic?" Morgana gasped.

"Who?" Arthur asked.

"Duh, he is Emerys," Mordred stated as he strolled into view.

"Emerys? Where?" Morgana, her face brightening, began to look for her evasive foe.

"I told you to kill her, but do you listen? Noooooo," The Great Dragon muttered, "Stupid dragonlord."

"You're a dragonlord?" Mordred asked, clearly impressed.

Merlin's patience had already disappeared. He had wanted to escape all of this, just wanting a minute to himself. Doesn't destiny owe him an afternoon alone with Freya, without drama? Keeping this in mind, Merlin shouted, "Go away Mordred!"

And Mordred, not knowing about Merlin's frustrations, took a step back. All he wanted to do was impress Emerys, and he was hurt that it wasn't working. What had he done? It didn't help when The Great Dragon said, "Merlin may or May not like you Mordred. Merlin, kill him too!"

"Wait, wait, wait, wait!" Arthur shouted above the chaos.

Everyone stopped. Morgana's head appeared from behind the bush she hoped Emerys was hiding in. They did as Arthur asked, and waited.

"There is something we have all overlooked. And the answer will explain everything," He stated.

"Who Emerys is?" Morgana asked.

"Why Merlin hates me?" Mordred added.

"Why Killgarah only talks in riddles?"

"Why I can't kiss my boyfriend in peace?"

"Why dragonlords are stuborn?"

"Where are all the coins?"

"What Merlin was doing to that girl in the lake?"

Arthur, with an air of impatience replied, "Yes, yes, all of those questions."

Slowly Arthur turned to Merlin. Everyone held their breath as the King looked his manservant straight in the eyes.

"Who is the girl?"

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"She's Emerys!" And with that Morgana pounced.