Kill me if you want to, but I had to do this.

The Dragon's POV:

In a land of myth and a time of magic, the destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a young boy. His name…

Merlin.

No POV:

Merlin woke up feeling horrible. He was aching all over and felt like he was burning up. His nose felt stuffy and he felt like he was being suffocated by the air. "I just can't be sick today," Merlin murmured to himself as he got dressed in his chambers. "I have so much work to do today for Arthur. He wants me to put together a dinner for him and Guinevere," He rambled on as he put on his boots.

After he had drowsily put them on, he leaned back and was about to sneeze. Before he did, Gaius opened the door. "Oh good you're awake," He said. Merlin sneezed so loudly that Gaius jumped. Merlin didn't make eye contact with Gaius. Because if he did, Gaius would be sure to give him a grand lecture.

"Uh… I have to go and attend to Arthur," Merlin said quickly as he passed Gaius. He was about to exit the chambers when Gaius said, "Uh… Merlin." Merlin rolled his eyes and turned around. "Yes, Gaius?" "Be careful," Gaius told him. "With what?" Merlin asked as he rubbed his nose. "Colds are not common for warlocks. Just be careful. You don't know how your powers will react."

Merlin really didn't want to think anything of it. Gaius may have been a much wiser and more experienced wizard, but Merlin wasn't dumb. He thought back… Has he actually ever had a cold? Maybe Gaius was right…

"Gaius, I have to do my job," Merlin reminded him. "Why don't you ask Arthur if you could take the day off. That way, I can nurse you back to health and you'll be well in the morning," Gaius insisted. Merlin shook his head. "It's my duty, remember?" "Yes, but I honestly don't think it's your destiny to make sure Arthur has a pleasant dinner with Gwen," Gaius argued. Merlin didn't want to hear it. It was just a cold!

"I'm leaving and that's final," He said as he sneezed.

Gaius had done all that he could to prevent the young warlock from leaving their chamber. Merlin would have to learn his lesson the hard way… The only thing Gaius was worried about was Merlin exposing his identity. If Uther or anyone in the castle were to find out, Merlin would be beheaded. For sorcery was forbidden in Camelot. (But that's another story for another day.) (A/N: If you guys have watched the series you'd know why. ;) Dang it, Uther!)

Gaius knew that Merlin was stubborn so he allowed him to attend to Arthur… Having hope that Merlin wouldn't accidentally blow their cover.

Merlin made his way to Arthur's chambers, grumbling as he went. Gaius was being absolutely absurd! A cold was just a cold no matter if he was a sorcerer or not. He had to fulfil his duties to Prince Arthur so that when Arthur is King, magic can return to the land.

Gaius did have a point though. Arthur really didn't need Merlin for a "dinner date". But Merlin had known how important tonight was to Arthur. Although Guinevere was a servant, she meant a lot to Arthur. He loved her, but he couldn't be with her because if Uther out, he would forbid it.

Nonetheless, Arthur needed him. There was no way he'd let him down.

Merlin started to shiver as he walked. Why was it so cold in the castle? He passed the Lady Morgana on his way to Arthur's chambers. "Good morning M'lady," Merlin said as he bowed. She smiled. "Good morning Merlin." But then she gasped. "What's wrong?" Merlin asked as he coughed into his arm.

"Why, you're sweating!" She exclaimed as she removed her hand from her mouth as she felt Merlin's forehead. "Are you feeling alright?" She asked him. "You seem a bit warm." "I'm sweating? I feel like I'm frozen!" Merlin exclaimed. Morgana's face worried him. He didn't want her to tell Gaius.

"But I'm fine, I'm absolutely fine!" He exclaimed a little too loudly. Merlin and Morgana held eye contact as Merlin rubbed his nose. He sniffed and said, "Well uh… good day." He bowed before Morgana again and went on his way.

He finally reached Arthur's chambers. He opened the door and went in. Arthur was buttoning up his shirt. "Well it's about time," Arthur said as he gave Merlin a worried look. Merlin took a look at Arthur who was way too over dressed for the dinner. "You're not actually wearing that, are you?" He asked.

Arthur looked down at his outfit. He sighed. "Is it really that bad?" He asked under his breath. Merlin coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "Well, this is a nice dinner. We're not going to a ball."

Arthur gave Merlin a dirty look. "Go get me breakfast. And check on the food that is being prepared for later tonight," Arthur demanded. Merlin sighed. "Anything else, Sire?" "Yes… GET ME SOME NEW CLOTHES!" He yelled. "I have nothing to wear!"

"You have a closet full of clothes!" Merlin protested. "None of them seem good enough. Either they're too fancy or they're too manly." Merlin rolled his eyes. He made his way to the door and mumbled under his breath:

"Prat."

"I heard that!" Arthur exclaimed. Merlin smiled and left. As soon as he closed the door, Merlin sneezed, he shook his head, and headed down to the kitchen.

When he got there, he found that Arthur's food was already on a tray and was ready to go upstairs. Before he could bring it up to him, he had to check on the dinner that was being prepared for Arthur's date.

He saw that there was chicken on the stove that was about to go into the oven, along with a huge loaf of bread. There were also some vegetables that we about to be cut up. He made sure to tell one of the chefs to prepare some kind of drink for them as well.

Merlin decided to bring up the breakfast tray for Arthur. As he carried it back up to his chambers, he felt a sneeze coming. He lifted his head up high and was about to sneeze. He couldn't put the tray down! Did he have time to sneeze in his arm?

Too late.

He sneezed all over Arthur's breakfast. His sneeze sounded awfully weird. He could have sworn he had casted a spell, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with Arthur's dish.

Merlin started to panic. Was he really going to give Arthur food he sneezed all over? Arthur came out of his room. "Merlin! Come on! I need my breakfast!" He complained. "Right away, Sire," Merlin said quickly as he walked briskly into Arthur's chambers.

Merlin sniffed as he put the tray down. He rubbed his nose and began to cough in his arm. "Get away from the food, that's disgusting," Arthur told him. Merlin did as he was told. No matter how big of a prat Arthur really was, Merlin was still his servant.

Arthur took one bite out of his apple and started chewing. As soon as he took a bite, Merlin knew something was wrong. He started to frown. Arthur gagged and started pulling something out of his mouth. It was a long disgusting earth worm.

He gagged as he continued to pull it out. Merlin couldn't believe it. He looked at Arthur in shock. Arthur managed to pull the first one out, but there was some of the worm lodged in his tooth. "Geh e ouu!" Arthur exclaimed as he widened his mouth for Merlin.

Gross! Arthur wanted him to take the worm out of his tooth? Merlin gave him a disgusted look as he pulled out the worm. Both were gagging. He eventually got it out and Arthur took his water and gargled. He swallowed it and grunted in disgust.

"Merlin!" He exclaimed.

"What'd I do!?" Merlin asked as he sniffled. "You brought me food that was bogus!" Arthur yelled. "I swear, all that I did was get it from the chefs and I brought it up here. It was fresh," Merlin told him.

"Apparently not," Arthur said sarcastically.

Merlin sighed and coughed. "Just get rid of it. I've lost my appetite," Arthur said as he crossed his arms. Merlin coughed again. "Merlin, are you sick or something?" Arthur asked. "Just a little cold," He replied as he took Arthur's tray.

Merlin exited Arthur's room again and sneezed. "Still sick, are you Merlin?" Gaius asked. Merlin turned around. Gaius was standing there with his arms behind his back. "I-It's getting better, I suppose," Merlin replied as he swallowed his saliva.

"Have you… been feeling any different?" Gaius asked. "I don't know what you mean," Merlin said simply. "Merlin, you need to control your cold. You don't know what could happen," Gaius told him again. "What's the big deal? It's just a cold!" Merlin objected once again. It was beginning to feel like déjà vu.

"Merlin," Gaius started with his voice getting lower. He looked around to see if anyone was listen. "It's not common for a sorcerer to have a cold. You don't know what could happen." "I'll be careful. Promise," Merlin assured him. Gaius sighed and went on his way.

Merlin had to start preparing for Arthur's dinner with Gwen. Time to get on with his chores.

Instead of a one shot, this is gonna be a two shot fanfic. (No idea it was gonna be this long!) Stay tuned for the next chapter. ;)

-Angie