Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Merlin it all belongs to the BBC all I own is the twisted plot XD
A/N: This fic was inspired by my I Want Santa In His Chambers, Hop On Mister Easter Bunny, Mother Nature Bless Us This Year, You make a good fairy, sire, Humpty Dumpty, Arthur, Merlin and Little Bo Peep!?, Merlin and Arthurs little mouse, Alia and the Star Light, Arthur and His Men and Uthers' and Gaius' 3 Little Kittens
Fics. You do not have to read them first but it might be a good idea lol. You know for amusement sake.
Warnings: Slash some humour...uh that is about all I think.
AN2: Came to me when I posted the other fic about half hour ago. Based on the fact I was thinking how can you traumatise a child into not liking lullabies there is something very chilling about them. don't you think?
And Down Will Come Merlin, Cradle an All
Rock a bye baby on the tree top,
Merlin shivered as the wind howled as it twisted its way through the cold stone halls finding ever gap, hole, split and opening it could to whistle through. He wiggled into Arthurs arms and the prince tightened his hold on his lover feeling the icy skin and trembling.
In the distance, Merlin could hear the rustling of the tree leaves and he shivered again. There was one thing he hated more than that damned feather hat Arthur found hot, and that was the wind, the rough fierce wind and it was all because of a damned lullaby that Arthur had been singing to Alia earlier, whenever his mother sang had it he would have a nightmare.
When the wind blows the cradle will rock,
It never helped that when he had the nightmares his mother would cradle him to her chest and rocked him. The whole thing had given him a fear of heights for life, and Will was never impressed that he would not climb trees with him.
There was a sharp snap, Merlin jumped, his irrational fear forcing him to roll over, and look out the window as the sound of a tree branch falling on the ground was heard making him jump again but fall off the bed taking the quilt with him.
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
Hearing some rustling he blinked up ignoring the pain going through his head and a sleep mused Arthur peered over the edge at him laying his head on his arms ignoring the blond hair that fell in his eyes
"Merlin, what on earth are you doing...give me the quilt back. It's freezing"
"Thanks for your concern" he muttered
"Light the fire and I'll be concerned for you," he mumbled falling back asleep on his arms. Merlin sighed but waved a hand towards the fireplace muttering under his breath. Arthur raised an eyebrow after staring at the fire. "Magic?"
"You won't remember in the morning...you never do"
"You've told me before?"
"Yes, now show concern," he pouted
"Are you ok baby?"
"No, I hurt my head" Arthur sighed and sat up holding out his hands Merlin took the hands and tried to get up with Arthur helping.
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
However, Merlin being Merlin slipped on the quilt and pulled Arthur on top of him hitting his head again. Arthur sighed kissing his head and folded the quilt over them after grabbing a few pillows he swooped places with Merlin so the younger man was on top of him, snuggling down into his neck.
"Why were you up anyway?"
"The wind...and the lullaby you sang to Alia...gives me nightmares" he yawned and Arthur chuckled shuffling closer to under the bed knowing it made Merlin feel safer.
"Get some sleep"
"Night" they shared a small sleep before falling into sleep warmed by the shelter offered by the bed and the heat of each other's body, the quilt, and the fire.
YAY ME! I'M BACK!...and now scared to go to sleep...i hate lullibies
