The Minds of Men

Meant to post these last week. Stupid end of year exams.

Anyway, these drabbles were originally posted on a Lord of the Rings Fanfiction website, but I decided to use them for my own Merlinian purposes! ^U^ There are one hundred listed for the chosen post, so this story will end up with 100 drabbles/chapters, and however many words decide to pop out of my nice jacky brain. First drabble attempts- YAY.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my MAYND.

2. Pet

"Merlin?"

"Yes Arthur?"

"Would you like to explain to me, in the name of all that is holy and just, what that is?"

Merlin turned to look thoughtfully at the... that that was currently rifling through the king's wardrobe.

"No idea!" He said cheerfully. Behind him, something flew across the room, thrown by the creature, and shattered against the stone wall. Arthur's eyes twitched.

"I see," he said slowly, as a vein began to throb in his temple. "So why is it here, Merlin?"

"Well just look at him!" Merlin exclaimed, looking properly offended. "He needs me!"

The throbbing continued.

"I mean, just look at how fragile he is!"

Arthur looked over Merlin's shoulder in time to see his servant's pet topple hazardously off the royal cabinet with a thunk and more shattering decor. Merlin didn't seem to notice, still staring expectantly at Arthur.

"Yes, I can see that," Arthur muttered sarcastically.

The animal, if you could really quite call it that, picked itself up, eyes peering around the room suspiciously. It crept past Arthur on all fours, then lept onto his bed and began tearing through his bedsheets. Arthur's headache intensified.

"Don't you think," Arthur began, massaging his temple, "you should know what it is before you bring it back to Camelot?"

"Well-"

A loud ripping noise cut through Merlin's answer and the two whipped around, startled. The creature let out an almighty screech as it tore into Arthur's pillows, pulling them apart into feathery, silken shreds. Arthur's entire head was pounding.

"Out. Now."

"But Arthur-!"

"Now!"

"Wheres is it!" the not-so-animal screamed in anguish, throwing the shreds aside angrily. "Wheres is it!"

Suddenly the creature froze, thinking. Slowly, his head revolved, big, dark eyes turning to stare directly at Merlin. Unease shot through them as the creature growled.

"What. Has It got. In it's nasty... little... POCKITSES!"

Merlin squealed in terror as the animal threw it itself at him wildly.

"GIVE US THE PRECIOUS!"

Arthur groaned as the grey man-animal assaulted his servant. It was going to be another one of those days.

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