Title: Nowhere
Author: Forensic Fan '93
Beta: Evalon Bradley, Nick Nagisa
Genre: Humor, Parody
Characters: Merlin, Arthur, Gwen, Morgana
Mentioned: None
Pairing: Mentioned Merthur
Set After: Modern AU
A/N: So, Evalon Bradley gave me this prompt. It's from the Doctor Who episode with Colin Morgan as Jethro (I haven't seen it personally). Really this has no point except for fun.
Word Count: 245
Summary: "INTHEMIDDLEOFNOWHERE!" Merlin snapped back.
Disclaimer: I, Forensic Fan '93, do not own Merlin or Doctor Who. Nor do Nick Nagisa or Evalon Bradley.
"What do you mean?" Morgana asked, deathly quiet. Gwen was pale under her dark skin as if she agreed with Morgana.
Merlin sucked in a deep breath from the back seat. He figured it was best that Morgana had called dibs at the last gas station. It separated him from his idiotic boyfriend. Really. "We've broken down. IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE! Really, Arthur! And you call me the idiot, you… you… clot pole!"
Arthur turned to glare at Merlin who was draped over Morgana's seat. "It's not my fault!" he defended. "It's really not!"
"Yes it is!" the black hair boy said. "You were driving!"
"It wasn't my fault that you forgot to fill up at the gas station!" Arthur shouted back.
Merlin shook his head as Gwen and Morgana slowly covered their ears. They did like their hearing, thankyouverymuch. "Not it wasn't!" Merlin screeched back. He sounded like a merlin. Gwen found that slightly funny, but the mood the warlock was in, it wasn't smart to aggravate him. "You were supposed to fill it! I was in charge of snacks!"
Gwen, ever the peace maker, metaphorically stepped forward. "Okay, listen boys, it's doesn't matter that we're stuck here—"
"INTHEMIDDLEOFNOWHERE!" Merlin snapped back.
"—but that doesn't mean that we're stuck here. We have cell phones," Gwen reminded them.
Arthur and Merlin looked at each other and shrugged, argument totally forgotten.
Morgana rolled her eyes, already on the phone with local emergency services.
