Hi! It's MerlinPsych! Thanks, once again, for reading this story. I really appreciate your support! This chapter is a bit weird, but this is a weird story, so bear with me. ;) I had an interesting time trying to describe this chapter in Arthur's POV, and it will soon be obvious why if you read this chapter. It's a short one, but I'll update soon! Enjoy! :)
Arthur let out a furious shout as Merlin once again interrupted his hunt and sent the deer running as he came screaming through the forest towards him.
"ARTHUR!" he cried, "Arthur! HELP! It's horrible! It's terrible! It's evil! It's-"
Arthur sighed. If he left Merlin alone for even five minutes, he managed to pitch himself headfirst into a sea of trouble.
"Merlin," he interrupted his frantic servant, "Stop being such a girl and just tell me what 'it' is!"
Merlin rested his hands on his knees, hunched over and gasping for air, pointing urgently behind him. "It's… there!" he wheezed, eyes wide.
"This had better be good," Arthur muttered, peering into the bushes. All he saw were a few berries, and he was about to tell his servant so when all of a sudden-
Merlin looked up, horrified. "ARTHUR!" he yelped, "Behind you!"
Arthur spun instantly around, unsheathing his sword to come face to face with his enemy.
"Really, Merlin? A squirrel?! You're afraid of a squirrel?!"
The squirrel in question blinked cutely at him with big, blue eyes.
Arthur glared at Merlin. "I cannot even believe you right now!"
Merlin glared back, indignantly. "Listen, you prat, even if you never actually heed my words! I am absolutely certain that there is something sinister about that squirrel!"
Arthur snorted. "Oh really? Tail too bushy for you, Merlin?"
"It tried to kill me!" Merlin cried, clearly frustrated.
Well, he had no right to be frustrated. Arthur had been one second from letting his arrow fly when Merlin had interrupted his hunt and he was clearly just talking gibberish as always anyways!
Suddenly, Merlin's eyes grew huge, almost as huge as his ears. "ARTHUR!" he shouted, sounding horrified.
"What?! I really don't have the time to deal with you and your-" Then, all of a sudden, a mass of bushy gray-brown fur came flying at his face, and he dropped his sword in astonishment. "OH MY-" The rest of Arthur's words were muffled by a tail over his mouth as he shrieked in pain when the squirrel sank its sharp teeth and hooked claws deep into his flesh.
"AAAAARGH! MERLIN! HELP!" Arthur screamed, trying to pry the creature from his face. However, the creature, which hurt like hot iron laying burning on his face, held tight. Really, really tight.
The squirrel bit in even harder now, and Arthur could see nothing past the beady black eyes that had replaced the wide blue facade they had previously held and could feel naught but the sharp, burning, aching, fiery pain in his face.
What a way to die, Arthur thought.
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-MerlinPsych