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2015 found Morgana, Merlin and Mordred living together in a small flat in Dublin. The three immortals were bored, just bored. Painstakingly, hopelessly bored, outside it was cold and wet. Nothing good was happening so the mighty Warlock, the powerful Seer and the druid boy were simply bored out of their wits. Merlin was on the couch flicking through the channels and Mordred was in his room on his Ps3 occasionally the odd yell of "Die peasant!" would resound from his room. Morgana was lying in the floor in front of the TV, her eyes glazed over and her fingers drumming out random rhythms on the wooden floor. After deciding her boredom might be temporarily fixed by some food she stood up and slumped along to the kitchen. Merlin just moaned and flicked off the TV, he figured a small sleep couldn't hurt. Just as he was drifting off to dreamland a noise and some very colourful language resonated from the kitchen. Sitting up and opening his eyes Merlin found Morgana standing over him waving around an empty jar of Nutella, her eyes were starting to glow gold and she was angry. "Did you eat the Nutella? There is none left and I need my Nutella!" she shrieked. "What no, why would I eat your Nutella? I don't want you to kill me!, we all know what happens when we run out of your Sacred Nutella." Merlin was scrambling back towards the hallway.

"Mordred come here now!" he called. Immortality meant that the three could change to be in any form they had taken on during their mortal lives. Both Merlin and Morgana could switch between old and young as Merlin had posed as Dragoon the Great and Morgana had posed as Hilda, Mordred however could only go from teenager to child and so forth. As Mordred sauntered into the hall Merlin stared at him. "Mordered, did you eat the Nutella?"

"maybe, why?" Mordred had an insane liking for Nutella but Morgana's cravings were at least 30 times worse.

"Well, Morgana has just blown her top because there is no nutella left."

"Fine, whatever, I'll go and get some more." Even Mordred knew the danger of not having Nutella in the flat, Morgana could get really angry when she wanted to. When Morgana is angry, she will stop at nothing to get her way, Mordred shuddered as he remembered the last time they ran out of Nutella, Morgana had threatened to turn parental controls on his lap-top. That would be horrible. He gave an involuntary shiver at the thought.


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