AN: I've never done drabbles before. So far I think I'm doing pretty well. These are all set in future times.
And hey, this is my first Merlin story! With three more in the works, but they won't be showing up very soon.
Disclaimer: Um, are these necessary? I do not own Merlin.
Anyway, read on!
The once had ended. The king was dead, his loyal followers, too. The queen reigned, and the warlock survived.
The future began when they met on a street.
"Arthur!"
"Sorry?"
Like any old friends…
"Do I know you?"
"Yes! I mean… no?"
…It might take them a while to get back into gear.
"You sound uncertain."
"…I suppose I am."
But all they need is one good memory.
"You know, you do look rather familiar."
"I should hope so. I washed your socks for years, you prat."
After that, it'd be easy.
"Wait a – Merlin!"
"Arthur!"
Long live the King.