Am I starting a new story? Shame on me! :)

I just thought that it would help inspire me a little. I'm still working hard on Living Charmed, promise! The new chapter should be out about now, too, so yay!

I have no idea exactly how long this will be, what shows it will entail - only that it will be complete crack!

Charmed season - Beyond nine

Character(s) - Chris and Wyatt

Merlin season/series (whatever they call them in the UK) - ?! ?!

Character(s) - Merlin and Arthur

Disclaimer: Neither Charmed nor Merlin belongs to me.

Charmed Meets Merlin

Chris examined the blue-eyed man's chin carefully, ignoring his puzzled glances. Merlin couldn't stop staring back. Finally, the brown-haired boy raised his eyes to the famed wizard's.

"You don't have a beard." He pointed out.

Merlin looked very confused.

"No, I don't." He replied. They stared at one another a while longer.

Chris seemed to be waiting for Merlin to add to that, to explain or justify something, but he didn't say another word. After a minute he simply shrugged, and Merlin found himself shrugging with him.

With a sigh, Chris turned to speak to his brother and found that both blonds were caught in a staring contest, Wyatt gaping at King Arthur as he did so.

"You have my sword." The British blond commented. For a moment Chris thought that maybe the king was much more intelligent that his brother, his 'so called reincarnation' or whatever, and then the king scratched his head.

"Merlin, he has my sword." He said, gesturing to the weapon as he glared accusingly at the man by his side. "And it seems to be a lot more powerful now."

Merlin shrugged again, not perturbed in the slightest at Arthur's almost whine.

"What do you want me to do, Arthur?" His tone was calming, and just a bit patronizing. Chris smirked – he realized he rather liked Merlin's snarkiness.

The once and future king all but stomped his foot impatiently. Like someone else Chris happened to know.

"Why can't you make my sword more powerful?" He demanded.

Merlin threw his hands up in the air and turned to snap at his king.

"It's plenty powerful now, you dollophead! It's already made from dragon's breath, can kill the dead, Arthur, the actual dead, and can never rust, dull, or be lost.

I also killed Morgana with it." He added as an afterthought.

"But his can fly, Merlin." Arthur complained childishly. "Think about it – a flying sword!"

"Make your own stupid flying sword!" The warlock snapped.

With a shared, knowing glance at his older brother, Chris pulled a crumpled spell out of his pocket.

"Maybe it's best we leave, now." He suggested. Hearing the cross shouting continue to escalate, Wyatt nodded, sheathing Excalibur easily.

"They're...different than how I'd thought they'd be."

Chris snorted.

"Yeah. So next time you think it'd be fun to go meet important people in magic history, remember this moment. I rather liked my idolized version of bearded-Merlin, you know."

As soon as he said it he regreted it. A mischievous gleam appearing in his eyes, Wyatt rubbed his (also) hairless chin in a clichéd but dangerous gesture.

"That can be arranged..." He smirked.

The next thing Chris knew, he found himself fleeing from an angry, recently bearded Merlin and a still-complaining King Arthur wielding the most well known sword in all of history, Wyatt laughing as they ran as fast as they could through the time portal.

Still, Chris decided, as magical mishaps went, it wasn't half bad.

A/N: Did you like it? I'm just getting things started, I'll probably edit it later. Request shows you want Charmed to Meet! I promise if I have even the slightest inkling to what the show is, I will write it. This is supposed to help get me started on my other stories. Lol. XD Opps.