So. This is my first 'happy' fic. My friend said that writing depressing things was not good for me and that I should write something a bit less depressing. So here's my shot at it!

Merlin sat up on his bed, staring at the candle next to him. He couldn't sleep, and it was beautiful. "Chordda i mewn i ddraig." The flame took on the shape of a dragon which roared loadly and stretched it's wings out. Merlin grinned. Dragon's were such amazing creatures, he was so happy to be a dragonlord.

"Ffagla, anhedda." Immediatley the flame returned to normal. What should Merlin do with it next?

"Chordda glasgoch." Merlin commanded. The once yellow flame now burned purple. Purple like the flower Gwen had once given him. Merlin smiled at it and sunk back into his bed.

"Anhedda." He uttered sleepily. The flame returned to normal as Merlin's eyes began to close, a happy on his lips.

The next day was so great for Merlin. He wizzed around tending to Arthur all day and enjoying the banter. He would never tell anyone what he was really looking forward to that night; his candle.

"So, your supper's on the table, your armour's polished, your sword has been sharpened, your clothes are clean and are hanging up in your wardrobe and the bed's all ready. I think I'm done!" Merlin announced happily. Arthur stared at him blankly, slightly concerned.

"Merlin... are you going mad?" He asked his manservant, incredibly seriously.

"No! I'm just... happy!" Merlin grinned at Arthur.

"Umm... ooookay. Well, you are done. So I suppose you're dismissed."

Merlin bowed his head and left the room, leaving a completely bewildered Arthur to eat his supper.

"Oh Merlin, your back! Brilliant! I need you to-"

"Not now, Gaius, please! I'm so tired." Merlin lyed.

"Err... OK... maybe you can get me some tomorrow-"

"Brilliant, Gaius. Good night!" Merlin slammed his feeble wooden door behind him.

"Hmmm..." Gaius hummed as he resumed his work.

Merlin smiled as he splashed his face with water. He smiled as he removed his boots and his jacket. He smiled as he thought of the first spell.

"Ddisgleiria 'n hoywach." The flame shined so bright Merlin looked away.

"Chymyla! Chymyla!" He almost shouted. It returned to normal. Merlin laughed. He loved playing with the candle.

"Hmmm... what to do now... ah!"

Merlin prepared himself.

"CHWALA!" The flame shook and then exploded like a firework. Merlin laughed until he heard footsteps.

"Danio, ledrithia 'ma." He whispered, pointing at the candle. The flame appeared back in it's rightful place, then Merlin turned over and pretended to be asleep when Gaius walked in.

Gaius walked over to Mrlin's candle, picked it up and walked out. Merlin sighed. He'd lost his candle. Then he smirked.

"D bacia." He whispered and the candle reappeared. That was when he realised something scary...

Translations - Chordda i mewn i ddraig = turn into a dragon

- Ffagla, anhedda = flame, settle

- Chordda glasgoch = turn purple

- Anhedda = settle

- Ddisgleiria 'n hoywach = shine brighter

- Chymyla = dim

- Chwala = explode

- Danio, ledrithia 'ma = fire, appear here

- D bacia = come back

Now that's over, sorry about the cliffie! So... I'm officially RUBBISH AT WRITING ANYTHING HAPPY! I tryed... but now I'm going to turnMerlin into a freaking pyromainiac!... whoops... kinda... spilt the beans then... oh well! (:

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