Thank you guys for reviewing and favoriting this story. I meant to have this chapter up days ago, but the muse wanted angst. Lots and lots of angst. And Star Trek. I am currently working on such a story to appease the muse, and it should be out in a few days. Until then, my lovelies!
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to BBC. I own Bob, the worst thug ever, but that's about it.
Chapter 2
In which Merlin is not captured by bandits
After Merlin's, err, interesting encounter with Morgana that morning, the rest of the day was fairly normal. Gaius was disbelieving, Arthur was a prat, Gwen sent Arthur longing looks, Gwaine was rather drunk, and Morgana smirked in Merlin's general direction. And, since this was a very ordinary day, his royal pratness decided to take Merlin and Gwaine on a hunting trip. And because, of course, there is no way that Merlin could be so lucky as to have "nothing" happen to him twice in one day, they were found by bandits.
The bandits attacked, quite literally, out of nowhere. Apparently the author was too lazy to think up an original story-line that actually made sense, so the bandits materialized out of a few stray brainwaves and plot bunnies. They advanced foreword with zombie-like single mindedness, intent upon reaching their target, who was….Arthur and Gwaine?
"Wait" Merlin interrupted. "Aren't you going to grab me as well?"
"Yeah" Said Gwaine "Aren't you going to grab him too?" Merlin sent him a dirty look.
"We're here for the knights." One of the zombie-like plot devices said. "You're just a servant"
"You aren't going to use him to make me talk?" Arthur asked
"Why would we want that?" A bandit asked "We are not trying to get information out of you."
"Or to kill him and send his head back to the city with a ransom note to let the king know you mean business?" Gwaine interjected helpfully. Merlin upped the glare from "irritated" to "death"
"We do not plan to send a ransom note." The bandit (We'll call him bob) responded.
"So, if you don't want information, and you don't want money, why are you kidnapping us?" Asked Arthur. Bob looked puzzled, then pulled back to discuss something in whispers with the other bandits. Then, apparently being singled out as their spokesperson, he stepped forward again.
"The writer doesn't know. She hasn't thought this plot through very well."
"I see" Said Arthur dryly. "In that case, could you please get on with the kidnapping?"
The bandits melted away into the mist, taking Arthur and Gwaine with them.
"Well." Merlin stated to anyone who might be listening. "That was interesting."
