A/N: Woo, another update :) I hope you are all enjoying this c:
Writing it is actually helping cheer me up. To me, Merlin will never end... NEVER.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I don't own Merlin. If I did, this would probably happen and I would never let it end.
Sorry for my awful writing and please forgive me if I make spelling and grammer mistakes. Feel free to critique/criticise anything; I really don't mind.
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"Hey! Ho! To the bottle, I go, to heal my heart and drown my soul-"
"Shut up, Gwaine!" Percival said loudly, starting to lose his patience with the singing drunk. Gwaine looked at the big knight who had just shouted at him and grinned.
"You have beautiful eyes." Gwaine smiled even wider. "Like pools of ale."
"Trust Gwaine to bring alcohol into everything." Leon muttered.
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"Hey, guys! I have an idea, but first we must gather in a circle." Gwaine said excitedly. "Then maybe you won't get so bored."
Arthur sighed and did as Gwaine said, willing to do pretty much anything to stop himself from going insane. Leon, who had only wanted to do practical things minutes ago, seemed to be more willing now and also went to sit in the circle. Percival, Mordred and Merlin decided they might as well play too.
Gwaine grinned and placed one of his bottles in the middle of their circle. He roughly flicked it so it quickly span around. The other knights, and Merlin, stared at the bottle in complete confusion, until it stops. The top end of the bottle seemed to be pointing towards Mordred and he feared what Gwaine would do to him.
"Truth or dare, bitch!?" Gwaine grinned.
"Um, I'm not playing!" Mordred quickly mumbled, clambering to his feet and leaving the circle.
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"You're all boring." Gwaine shouted slowly, trying to emphasis each word. Leon scoffed, thinking in his head that he'd rather be boring than incredibly stupid. Due to his nobility, he said nothing to any of them, feeling it would be unfair to insult them aloud. Arthur however seemed to disagree.
"Shut up Gwaine, you useless drunk. Some of knights may be boring, but I'm certainly not! I know how to have fun."
"Yeah, like cats know to fly." Merlin muttered, making Mordred chuckle.
"What was that?" Arthur snapped, rising to his feet and towering over Merlin. "If you do not tell me, I will kill you, Merlin."
"No, you won't!" Merlin grinned lopsidedly. "Because I could kill you before you get to me."
"No, you couldn't." Arthur laughed. "You're too much of a girl. And killing a king is a treason."
"Imagine if Merlin was a girl." Gwaine giggled.
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"Arthur and Merlin and Mordred and Gwaine and Percival and not Leon sitting a tree because they're F-U-N-N-Y. Leon and that tree are sitting on the moon, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U-"
"SHUT UP GWAINE!" Arthur bellowed, losing his patience once again.
"I'm kicking you out of our tree, Arthur."
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"I love you, Percy!" Gwaine announced after not speaking for several minutes. Percival stared at the drunken knight with confusion, questioning why it had to be him. He didn't like always being the one that Gwaine was 'in love' with.
"One day we should sit in that tree and do the things included in editions of my favourite song." Gwaine grinned. Percival blushed, feeling greatly embarrassed by his tipsy friend. He knew that Gwaine didn't really mean any of it, but that didn't make it any less humiliating.
"And they said romance was dead." Mordred laughed.
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"Once upon a time, there was this sorcerer who married a druid and the King didn't approve because he didn't like magic, but his drunken knight really didn't mind. He personally thought it was adorable." Gwaine said loudly, smiling. "One of the other knights was a boring idiot and the other one was tall. He and the drunk one helped the druid boy and the warlock defy the king. And then the King got mad because the sorcerer was special to him and he was confused."
Mordred and Merlin exchanged looks, wondering if Gwaine knew the truth about their magic. It was almost as though he was creating a funny story to hint at the other knights that they both had gifts.
"What are you talking about?" Merlin asked nervously, gulping loudly.
"Stories of happiness." Gwaine replied with a huge grin.
"He's talking crap." Arthur said bluntly, tired of Gwaine's stories.
"Good."
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"I've got a lovely bunch if coconuts, there they are standing a row." Gwaine sang, pointing to each of his companions in turn. "Big ones, small ones, some the size of your head!"
"Do you ever shut up? You're worse than Merlin." Arthur moaned.
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"What's for dinner, mum?" Gwaine asked, smiling and moving closer to Leon. "I'm starving."
"Do we have food?" Arthur asked hopefully.
"Only a little." Leon sighed, reaching in his bag and handing each of them some bread.
"This tastes funny." Gwaine complained in a giggly voice.
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"Merlin, I know some games we can play and tease the others." Mordred's voice said joyfully in Merlin's head. "Magic games."
"Count me in."
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Arthur paced backwards and forwards besides one of the walls, trying to figure some way out. Gwaine's babbling was really affecting his brain and he was starting to get hungry. Really hungry.
He turned to everyone and cleared his throat for attention, waiting for them all to look his way. When they did, he opened his mouth to speak but never got the chance to say anything as everyone, even Leon, started laughing at him. King Arthur of Camelot had just lost his trousers.
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"Everyone sitting in a tree-"
"FOR GODSAKE GWAINE, SHUT IT!"
"Arthur and his temper running round his knights bring S-T-U-P-I-D." Gwaine giggled.
"I'm going to kill you."
"I doubt you'll be able to."
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"Hey, what are you two playing?" Arthur asked curiously, sitting down beside Mordred and Merlin. They both grinned, knowing that they could tease and annoy Arthur with their game because he could not play it.
"It's this special game... For special people." Mordred said simply.
"And stupid clotpoles will be useless at it." Merlin grinned.
"You need to have... Good concentration."
"And a brain."
"Shut up, Merlin!" Arthur said spitefully, hitting his manservant round the back of the head.
"Hey, you can't steal my brain?!" Merlin said loudly, grinning wider. Arthur glared at him whilst Mordred just smirked.
"Why would I want a useless brain like yours?"
"Because it's better than your own."
"Let's just play this goddamn game."
"Alright. The rules are simple. This golden coin uses complicated science so that it can read your concentration. If you have the brain power, you can move it with your mind. Only clever people can do it."
"Prove it."
Merlin's eyes flashed gold and the coin moved forward slowly. Arthur gasped and Mordred grinned.
"How did you do that?"
"With concentration."
"Honestly Merlin?! You can't concentrate to save your life."
"I think I can."
"No, you can't."
"I just did. Lets see if you're smart enough to move it."
"More proof? I don't believe it really moved."
"Mordred?" Merlin smiled. Mordred nodded, his eyes flashing gold as he grinned. The coin sped across the ground, moving across a long distance.
"How?" Arthur gasped.
"Merlin already told you." Mordred beamed.
"Let me try." Arthur shouted, clambering to his feet. He concentrated on the coin, narrowing his eyes and try his best to force it move. As expected, it remained still, not even quivering. Arthur groaned with frustration.
"Stupid dollophead." Merlin laughed.
"This coin doesn't prove that I'm stupid."
"My lord." Mordred said, trying to stifle laughter.
"What?" Arthur forced through his teeth.
"You appear to have... Lost your trousers again."
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To anyone that understood the references I made, here, have some cookies :) To anyone that didn't understand, well I'm not very good at stuff like this so I don't blame you. Either that or you haven't seen what I was referencing too. I should stop babbling about crap.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter c: