Sorry, for the deletion of stories lately! I go to start a story and suddenly it just doesn't seem right, you know? But this one right here has been plaguing my mind lately and won't get out of my head! Therefore, I am doing this one defiantly-no going back! ! ^_^ ~a far away world.
He didn't see it coming.
He knew people called him an idiot (a pratish prince in particular) but he didn't actually believe it. However, where he was now and what he was doing might contribute to the name factor. If someone was to walk in right now he die of mortification and gladly let them call him an idiot, because frankly at this moment, that's what he felt like.
"This is stupid," Merlin muttered as he sat on the floor trying in vain not to breath, but alas he had too small of lungs to pull of such a feat.
"No Merlin, this is servitude," said Arthur who smirked as Merlin whimpered, tried to draw back, and away.
Merlin paused his hands from his task and said to him glaring, "More like slavery!"
Arthur just shrugged and laid back in his chair while peering at Merlin who sighed. He nudged Merlin with his foot and raised an eyebrow, "Then think next time, Merlin, before you open that mouth of yours and tell me my feet stink!"
Merlin hesitantly grabbed Arthur's foot and started to clean it again with the soapy bush. He looked at the hairy feet and wanted to cry.
"I am such an idiot!"