Full Summary: A collection of drabbles in which Merlin is caught with something magical, is doing/did magic, or sneaking around and what his excuses would be.

A/N: I think I went a little trigger-happy with the italics button. Oops. =)

Disclaimer: I wish…so yeah basically I don't own Merlin, sighhh

Those blasted guards. Nobles did not really need two knights to guard their rooms while they were visiting. But no, they just had to make it harder for him to sneak into their rooms.

Well, Sir Frederick at least. He thought of knocking the guards out but it was too risky. On the other hand, the empty guest room that he was supposed to be preparing was right next door to Sir Frederick's chambers. If he could just climb out the window ad through Sir Frederick's…

He had just gotten his second leg out the window when-

"What the heck do you think you're doing!"

"Uhm, hi Arthur," he smiled sheepishly while racking his brain for an excuse.

"I thought I told you to clean the room not jump out the window. Although, that's not a bad idea…" smirked Arthur. "What exactly are you trying to accomplish?"

"I…I…I was trying to fly!" the pride in his answer promptly died as he looked at Arthur's face and realized what he had blurted out. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why hadn't he just said there was bird…stuff…on the window and he was trying to wipe it off? Of course he comes with a valid excuse after he gives Arthur an answer.

Suddenly Arthur doubled over with laughter, only just managing to choke out, "You…were…trying…to…fly!…You…are…such…an…idiot!"

"Yeah, yeah, very funny," grumbled Merlin as he tried to climb back in.

"Tell me Merlin, did you really believe you'd fly? What were you going to do, flap your arms and hope you don't fall the four stories to you death when you jumped?" scoffed Arthur incredulously.

But as he turned, he saw Merlin's perfectly mastered "surprised face". Arthur's thoughts were confirmed when Merlin opened his mouth and asked with a mixture of shock and innocence, "How'd you know?"

"You can't be serious."

"What? What's wrong with my plan?" said Merlin indignantly.

Arthur only sighed, lips twitching upwards as his only reply was, "Come on, let's go back to my chambers. I suppose I'll have to keep an eye on you in case you think up any more suicidal ideas."

And as they walked away Merlin muttered under his breath, "Prat. It might have worked."

"Idiot."

"Clotpole."

Thwack

A/N: So…? R&R plz! I've written the next drabble already, just have to find the time to type it up. Also, any ideas of excuses or things Merlin could be caught doing would be much appreciated!

Haha. Lol I called my friend's boyfriend and his friend "clotpoles" the other day. I was proud of myself =). However, I don't think my friend appreciated it much. Ah, well…