Ok, so, I think I've already said how I'm new here and rubbish with computers! But I've made a big mistake when copy n pasting from word! The most terrible mistake in the universe! I missed out a whole chunk of writing and those of you that thought chapter two made little scene- especially when Arthur says ' since the incident that morning'- well here is the incident that morning! I'm so so sorry, and I will be incredibly careful never to make such a stupid mistake again! After some practice I'll be perfect hopefully ;) Hmm maybe there's a way to swap the chapters round a bit?

Again soooo sorry- won't happen again! Thank you soo much to those who have reviewed and Favorited and followed and read and anything at all, I'm sent over the moon with 1 review! So surprised people responded so quickly! :)

Sorry one more thing- I've seen people do it so the don't get sued by random people or something, but: I do not own Merlin...If I did It would never end ;)

Arthur was sitting on his horse with Gwaine laughing next to him; they were in a strange field that Arthur did not recognise. 'Heeyy, Princess Arty!' Gwaine called, much too loudly, as he was only right next to Arthur,' Look what Merlin made me!' Gwaine pulled out a small chicken from his pocket, and showed it to Arthur. The chicken was about the size of a mouse, and sat easily in Gwaine's palm. 'Ahh- very nice indeed' Arthur replied, 'Merlin must get me one of those too.' Arthur looked up from the chicken to Gwaine again, who was slowly disappearing. He brought a hand up to shade his eyes, as everything around him was becoming very bright, when he realised he was lying in his bed in Camelot and Merlin had just opened the curtains to wake him- successfully-as usual. Arthur heard a loud clattering noise and his dream was completely forgotten.

He squinted into the daylight as it flooded into the room and as his eyes adjusted, he looked out the window thinking something was wrong; where was Merlin? As he sat himself up in bed, he looked around, wondering what could have made that loud clattering noise and how the curtains had been drawn as there was nobody in sight. The prince sighed as he made the movement to get himself out of bed, but he froze. He could see his wooden desk and everything that had been on top of it spilled all over the floor. He rubbed all the gunk out of his eyes and looked closer-puzzled: His idiotic manservant was lying, sprawled, messily across the fallen over table- obviously passed out.

'Merlin? Who is meant to be waking who up-I wonder? Have you tripped over and knocked yourself out, you clumsy fool?' Arthur sighed and got slowly out of bed, and walked over towards Merlin.

Arthur, who was, by now, fully awake, pulled the unconscious Merlin of the table (he would deal with that idiot later) and proceeded to lift the table back to its rightful place. After the table was standing up again- like all tables should, he turned around and surveyed the mess that was scattered over the floor. Sighing, he decided this was a job for his un-reliable manservant, and turned and started to walk towards where he had temporarily dumped Merlin's unconscious body.

Arthur glanced at Merlin and turned to grab his jug of water from beside his bed. He then, slowly emptied the contents all over Merlin's head. Spluttering, the manservant regained conciseness and blinked the water out of his eyes. He looked around from his place on the floor, dazed and confused, before focusing his gaze on Arthur, a puzzled look on his face.

'You alright then Merlin?' Arthur asked in a sarcastic tone.

'W-what just happ-pend?' Merlin asked Arthur who noticed how weak his voice was and how he genuinely did not know what happened. 'Well you tell me Merlin, I was sleeping peacefully, when you must have drawn the curtains as usual, then you had collapsed, unconscious, knocking over my table as well...' Merlin looked up into Arthur's face for a few seconds, when suddenly he realised what had happened.

'Um… I drew the curtains- then the light, it really hurt, Arthur I don't know what it was-' Merlin stuttered. 'Don't worry Merlin, you must have been tired, anyway, now your awake, you can get up and pick up that mess you've just created all over my bedroom' Arthur stood up and pulled Merlin to his feet, who swayed momentarily before steadying himself. 'You sure your aright?'

'Yeah, I'll be fine' Merlin assured Arthur, who noticed there was something very different about his servant, and he just couldn't pick out what.