AN: Just a pair of drabbles that I wrote this week. Don't ask where either one came from; just go with it. Oh and I'm wondering whether or not I should do a series of Disney song parodies for Merlin, would you guys like that? Anyway here are two drabbles; Snow and Names.

Snow

The winter had come early that year. One November morning the kingdom had woken up to a blanket of snow. Many took the opportunity to have a day off to spend by the fireside. The knights however weren't as lucky. Arthur refused to cancel training; insisting that it was good practise to train in the snow. After half an hour of stiff chainmail, slow defences and tempting frostbite; enough was enough. Only one battle could be fought in the snow.

As expected, Gwaine started it.

The knights all flung snow at each other like a bunch of children. Arthur attempted to regain control and stay out of it. Up until Merlin shoved a pile of snow down the back of his neck. Then it was war. The snow war continued until they were exhausted, freezing and covered with snow. It was hard to name a winner but it didn't matter.

From her window, Gwen couldn't help but smile as she watched the snowball fight unfold between her husband and her friends. It was so rare these days for them to have any fun. Arthur was the King and had his royal duties as well as the constant threat of Morgana hanging over their heads. Now normally, Gwen would have sprinted to the battle as fast as she could but like horse-riding and sword-fighting; snowball wars weren't suitable activities for a pregnant woman. However Gwen was simply content to watch the men enjoy one day of childish fun and peace.

Names

When the queen announced her pregnancy, there had been mixed reactions. The negative reactions were from the same people who raised their eyebrows and muttered amongst themselves when King Arthur married a servant girl. Many more, like the knights and Merlin accepted the news joyfully.

Oh yes, and Arthur fainted.

The pregnancy processed quite smoothly; aside from the strange cravings and morning sickness and being banned from horse-riding or sword-fighting. Basically anything Gwen found fun. However no major problems occurred until the idea of the baby's name came up and Gwen made the stupid mistake of asking the knights for their opinions. Cue…

"Gwaine Jr!" Gwaine suggested.

"Only the father's name can be used like that." Leon reminded. Gwaine smirked at Gwen who rolled her eyes and thumped his arm. Gwaine seemed to live for winding people up.

"Arthur the Second or… Arthuretta." Arthur said.

"What sick idiot calls their daughter Arthuretta?" Elyan demanded. "It should be named for its uncle."

"No way! Either Merlin or Mer-Lynne!" Merlin snapped.

As the men bickered Gwen put her head into her hands. The bickering got louder and louder until Gwen slammed her fist onto the table; shutting them up.

"That is enough! If I hear one more suggestion from any of you; then boy or girl the baby will be named after Morgana!" Gwen snapped, walking out of the room. Really what had possessed her into thinking those seven children would have any useful suggestions. Stupid pregnancy hormones were affecting her brain.