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Merlin, A Girl?
Merlin entered Arthur's bed chambers, not bothering to knock. Merlin never knocked anyways. Merlin carried Arthur's breakfast consisting of bread and ham, water, and a banana.
Merlin placed Arthur's breakfast on the table and went to wake Arthur, who was still asleep, snoring loudly. Arthur responded to Merlin's wakeup call by pulling his covers over his head. Merlin tried waking Arthur again, and went to get his clothes.
Merlin never understood why Arthur couldn't get his own clothes and dressing himself. Surely he knew how to. Then again, with servants waiting on his hand and foot, Merlin wasn't quite sure Arthur knew how to do it himself. And why couldn't Arthur dress himself? Wasn't it embarrassing to have someone dress you, like a baby?
Placing Arthur's clothes on the dressing screen, Merlin found that Arthur had still not woken. Irritated, at Arthur's laziness, Merlin bent down next to Arthur's face, and held her mouth close to Arthur's ear.
"GET YOUR LAZY BUM OFF THE BED, YOU CLOT POLE!" Merlin bellowed into Arthur's ear, feeling exasperated.
That seemed to do the trick. Arthur was now awake with an angry expression on his face. (And a ringing in his ear.) He was still half-asleep, and his eyes were not yet open.
"How dare you call me a clot pole? I am your superior, you no good – oh my." Arthur stopped in the middle of his ranting to stare at Merlin, or more accurately, what Merlin was wearing. "Merlin, what are you dressed in?" Arthur asked, confusion clearly on his face.
Merlin's usual baggy shirt and breeches were gone. Instead, Merlin wore a simple light blue gown that brought out Merlin's gorgeous blue eyes. The dress did little to nothing to hide Merlin's beautiful form. Merlin normally wore a cap, which Merlin would stuff her hair into. Instead, Merlin's hair was in a simple bun, with stray hairs framing her face.
"Er," Merlin said, blushing. "I'm wearing a dress."
"Why are you wearing a dress? I'm pretty sure that boys don't wear dresses," Arthur said.
Boy? Did Merlin hear that right? Arthur thought Merlin was a boy?
Merlin was boiling now, clearly insulted. "I am not a boy, you ignorant prat. I am a girl." Venom dripped from Merlin's voice, causing Arthur to flinch a bit, hardly noticeable.
Arthur was very confused at that point. Merlin is a girl? Though, if Arthur concentrated on Merlin's face, he did notice that Merlin's face wasn't very masculine. Merlin didn't look very manly either, though her baggy clothes did conceal her form. And Merlin's behavior, always acting so feminine. All this time, Merlin was acting feminine because she was a female! And all those times Arthur had called Merlin a girl, Merlin never retorted with one of her witty come backs because it was true!
At this realization, Arthur's witty response was, "Oh."
"OH! THAT'S YOUR RESPONSE TO THIS? OH?" At that, Merlin stormed out of Arthur's bed chambers, leaving a dazed Arthur behind. Merlin stomped back to Gaius' quarters, fuming. Gaius was brewing some kind of potion (the non-magical kind), when Merlin stomped in. He took in Merlin's furious face.
"What happened?"
"ALL THIS TIME, ARTHUR THOUGHT I WAS A BOY! OHH, I'M GOING TO MAKE HIS LIFE MISERABLE, THE INSUFFERABLE LITTLE PRAT! I CAN'T BELIEVE – "
Gaius cut Merlin off. "Why don't you tell me what this is all about?"
Merlin repeated what had happened, and much to Merlin's lividly, Gaius was laughing! Merlin shot him a glare, and if looks could kill…
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