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Gwaine and the Pink Paint Part 2
"GWAINE!" His royal pratness decided to join the party.
Merlin sighed. He'd have to cover for Gwaine - again...
The recently closed chamber door flung open once more, an exact repeat of the way Gwaine shoved through it - although he was skipping merrily during the journey inside.
Arthur wasn't. Merlin had one thought: Gods he would get back on Gwaine for this.
Arthur strode in, flushed with anger - which was drying the paint on his cheeks much quicker.
The next thing that happened, well, let's say the paint on his face dried up and fell off as individual flakes:
The servant and previously drunken knight burst out laughing at the sight - and state - of the king of Camelot. Despite the fact that Merlin knew he would be mercilessly murdered after this, he really did have to comment on Gwaine's imagination when he came back to haunt Arthur.
The prat had pink paint staining his hair, prompting it to go in every direction you could see without getting dizzy; around his eyes, Gwaine had painted on the impression that the king was showing off his new, pink, fabulous make-up including pink paint eyeliner, pink paint mascara and to top it off - pink paint eye shadow; a pink mustache and beard; rosy pink cheeks (with freckles!); of course lipstick, which tasted suspiciously like paint to Arthur and obviously, no monarch is complete without his or her crown, which was painted on the ruler's forehead in (guess what!) pink.
Gwaine swore he thought he saw pink steam coming from Arthur's ears.
"YOU! You, are going to apologise to everyone who's things, or themselves, you painted pink!"
"But Princess-"
Gwaine's whiney complain was cut out by Merlin's stupidly brave, defensive argument: "How do you know it was Gwaine?"
"Maybe, Merlin, you want to ask Gwaine that. Gwaine?"
The knight's response was a nervous chuckle...
Meanwhile, outside Camelot, the citizens were now all gibbering about the latest gossip - the new Camelot (suspected) slogan. Why? Because on all four walls of the white-stoned castle, the words: 'Gwaine is cooooooooool' were marked lazily in gigantic, slurred, pink, painted writing.
The birds, who usually took residence upon the castle roof, were squawking about it, if they weren't staring, dumb-struck.
"I don't think I want to hear the answer"
"Well then, Merlin, why don't you shut up and stop being an idiot?"
"Prat!"
"Stupid!"
"Dollop-head!"
"Gwaine!"
"Gwaine!" was chorused by servant and master.
Arthur continued:
"Clot-pole!"
"That's my word!"
"So it is"
"Mine means mine - M-I-N-E"
"King, Merlin, means king - K-I-N-G"
"Cabbage-head!"
Arthur blinked. Then he blinked again.
"A what?"
"Ha-ha! Cabbage-head! Cabbage-head!" Gwaine had split invisible stitches in his sides.
"Oh and Merlin? I forgot to mention my armour needs polishing - and scrubbing, to get rid of the paint" Arthur grinned.
"Ha-ha!"
"I wouldn't be laughing if I were you Gwaine. Remember you still need to make all your apologizes - and there's a bucket and sponge for you in your room" Arthur was smirking under his breath, whilst Gwaine's smile fell.
Trotting out behind his king, Gwaine hoped he'd see the beautiful woman he saw before stumbling into the forest.
Good luck, Gwaine! Next time: During training, Gwaine sees a flying pig.