Merlin Drabbles:
#1: Helping Merlin Get the Girl/What Women Want Part 1
"Is this necessary?" Merlin asked, crinkling his nose at the potent smell. It was not unpleasant…just strong.
Morgana smiled. "Completely. Believe me, when Kiley-"
"It's Kayley," he corrected.
"Oh, right. When Kayley sees you she will fall heel over skirts for you." She finished spraying the tiny bottle all around Merlin and stepped back. "Oh yes…that looks very good, Gwen."
Gwen was still tousling life into Merlin's dark locks. "Merlin, stop squirming, would you?"
"Sorry." But the spray was making him itching. "Where did you get that from anyway?"
Morgana glanced at the cologne bottle. "This?" She smiled mischievously. "It came from Arthur's chambers, of course."
Merlin sighed. "Oh, great! I'm going to lose my head just for a bottle of cologne that smells like a cow pasture!"
Gwen laughed, tucking one last strand of hair before stepping back next to Morgana. "Nonsense. I always thought it smelled nice on Arthur." Gwen suddenly blushed and looked back and forth from Merlin to Morgana. "I mean…not only Arthur. I mean, he's just the one that happens to wear it."
Morgana seemed not to notice the comment, but Merlin fought back a smile. "It smells nice," Morgana continued. "And a man must smell pleasant if he's even to catch the eye of a woman."
"You mean to catch the nose of woman?"
The door swung open and Arthur's golden ruffled hair appeared. "There you are, Merlin. I should've known you'd be hanging about with the girls." He halted his steps, his eyes widening as he beheld Merlin. His gaze went from the styled hair to the loose and slightly ruffled white shirt. "What on earth happened to you? You look absolutely ridiculous," he said.
Merlin looked accusingly at the girls. "See? I told you!"
Morgana shook her head. "Oh, stop it. Arthur's not a girl, after all. Believe me, she'll love it. Besides, these are his clothes anway."
"You stole my clothes?" he demanded. "And what's this about a girl?" Arthur's expression turned to one of amusement as he took a step forward. Then he stopped and sniffed the air. "You smell awful. What girl would-"
"Oh, like you would know, you clotpole!" Merlin said, hands on his hips. "It's your cologne after all."
Arthur frowned, slowly turning to Morgana. "You."
"Please, Arthur," she said, rolling her eyes. "It's not like one day without it killed you. You care too much about your appearance anyway. I was doing you a favor."
"Fine, whatever. But what's all this about Merlin and a girl?" Arthur gestured at the glaring Merlin. "He has absolutely no social skills whatsoever. You can play dress-up with him as much as you want, but-"
"I suppose you would know how to deal with a woman? You, who have never even been friends with a woman?" Morgana laughed mockingly.
Arthur puffed his chest out. "Oh, I know what women want. I just haven't found one that's satisfactory, that's all."
Morgana and Gwen exchanged glanced. "Alright, then let's see if you can help Merlin impress Kiley."
"It's Kayley," Merlin corrected.