Gwaine's turn for a prank. I hope this isn't too far fetched with the time period and all. But I figured it would still be a fun prank and something that Gwaine would do well. Have a wonderful day and I'll see you tomorrow with Leon's prank.

Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin.

Gwaine continued to hum merrily as he applied more make up to his cheeks. He picked up the hood and tried it on again, making sure there weren't any weird lumps or folds that would give him away. It looked to be alright, much to Gwaine's pleasure. He had spent the entire week trying to get ready for this prank. He didn't have a lot of time to change something if this didn't work. Though, the mask was a bit difficult to see out of. Oh well, all in the name of wining.

"Oh my, aren't you a handsome devil," he chuckled. He took a step back to observe himself in the mirror, trying to see if his costume was on par with his vision. It wasn't well known with his friends, but Gwaine was also very good at sewing and applying makeup. There had been a girl, and a parrot. Gwaine wasn't entirely sure with the details. He had been drinking a lot during that relationship. However, after the camel had successfully burned down the tavern, thus breaking up Gwaine and…Giselle (yeah, that sounded about right) for good, Gwaine had acquired a fantastic new skill set. And boy was it going to come in handy today. The picture in his mind fit his reflection almost perfectly. Now, everything just had to go according to plan.

He had recruited the head-maid, Lavender, to help him out. If he won, he would take her out for a bite to eat. Then, sleep in for once. Maybe go down to the training field and tease the knights about having to work. Oh, and he would help Percival finish his shopping and Merlin with his herb gathering. He didn't like Merlin going out into the woods all on his own. Gwaine continued to twist and turn in the mirror, ensuring that his make up was perfect and the costume was perfect. A little touch up here, some more darting there, all minor adjustments that didn't really need to be done. No one would look closely at him.

Gwaine had just about run out adjustments to make when there was a knock at the door.

"Coming," Gwaine called. He hoped it was Lavender. If it was any of the knights, the prank would found out and he would be unable to win. He opened the door a smidge to reveal Lavender standing there, looking rather excited. He breathed a sigh of relief. She slipped in past Gwaine.

"Well don't you look marvelous!" she exclaimed. Her smiled widened upon examining Gwaine's costume in more detail.

"Yeah, can you help me with the hair? I can't get it all slicked back," he said. There were a few strands that refused to stay put. Gwaine almost considered shaving his head. Only, he did like his hair a lot. Hopefully Lavender would be able to pull them back. If not, then Gwaine would just have to ignore the tickling strands until everyone had been pranked. Lavender nodded and helped Gwaine pull back his hair. Once it was securely fastened, Lavender opened the door and peeked out.

"Alright, the coast in clear. Let's hurry before people start to wake up," she whispered. Gwaine grabbed his sewing kit and his makeup pallet so he could do some last minute touch ups in their destination. He grabbed Lavenders shoulder with his free hand and allowed himself to be led through the castle to their destination.

"I can't wait to see everyone's faces. But why didn't you ask Gwen to help you?" Lavender asked. There was no one out this early, lucky for Gwaine. Unlucky for him, he had to stay in this damn costume for almost the entire day. It was already starting to ride up and itch.

"I was afraid she'd tell someone. Her and Merlin have a pretty honest relationship and I didn't want anyone to be the least bit suspicious," Gwaine explained. Lavender nodded and led him into the room. Gwaine plopped down in the chair. He and lavender worked to complete the look. Lavender lit the fire, helping to dim the room so that it wasn't as easy to see Gwaine was in the room. Finally, the preparations were done. "Thanks for helping me. Allow me to take you out sometime," Gwaine said. Lavender blushed and swatted his shoulder.

"I'm just doing this because I really love pranks," she said. Gwaine smiled and leaned back, waiting for his victims to arrive. This was going to be great.

oOoOoOo

"So why do you need to talk to me again?" Elyan asked. Lavender smiled and continued leading him through the halls.

"I'm doing a survey of all the noblemen and women in the castle to ensure they have no complaints. As one of the head maids, it is my duty to ensure the people of Camelot live in the best comfort possible," she responded. Elyan nodded. At least Gwaine hadn't done his prank yet. There were no frogs in his bed this morning. There was no mud in his shoes. It was actually awfully quiet. Normally, Gwaine couldn't shut up. You could tell where he was at simply because of the noise. However, today, he was lacking from castle life. It made Elyan much more afraid of his prank. Gwaine was downright evil.

But, thoughts of Gwaine were pushed aside. Now, it was time to help out Lavender. She was such a nice girl. Making people comfortable was something she thrived to do. Why, Lavender was possibly the nicest person Elyan ever had the pleasure of meeting. He took a step into a rather cozy room. There were two plush armchairs next to a fire, a small table with some tea sitting next to a green one. The other looked to be a floral pattern. It was rather dim in the room, the only source of light being the fireplace. He wondered if Lavender's eyes were bothering her.

"Please sit," Lavender said, gesturing towards the floral chair. Elyan gladly took a seat. He expected to sink into a soft armchair, nice and plush and fantastic to sit in. But he was met with an uncomfortable chair. It was all hard and lumpy. He grimaced as the chair's frame dug into his legs and backside. "Comfortable?" Lavender asked sweetly. Elyan didn't want to offend the girl. She seemed quite happy on her own green chair. Elyan shifted again, trying to find some way to get comfortable. It was impossible.

"Just a little sore from yesterday's training," Elyan said. It wasn't a complete lie; Arthur had worked them hard yet again. Only, his soreness wasn't being helped by the fact that this chair was so goddamn lumpy. Lavender smiled and poured some tea.

"Do you eat the kitchens food often?" she asked. Elyan shook his head. Okay, how could a chair be lumpy, squishy, and hard all at the same time?

"Only for important occasions. I don't tend to eat the castle's food, living with Gwen and all," he responded. Lavender wrote down something on a piece of paper. Elyan took this time to shift yet again. What the hell was in this chair? It felt as though he was sitting on someone's lap. Lavender looked up and Elyan stopped his shifting. He hoped he wouldn't have to sit on this chair for too long.

"What about the general temperature of the castle?" Lavender asked. Why would he care about the temperature of the castle? Elyan opened his mouth, but he never answered. Instead, he got a very nice presentation of Gwaine's prank.

oOoOoOo

"That was the best thing I have ever done," Gwaine said, laughing his head off. His makeup and clothes were still done up. They were a little smudged from being sit six times, but he still looked like the freaking chair.

"That was terrifying," Lancelot said. He was a bit pale. Strange considering he had been one of the first to experience Gwaine's prank.

"At least you didn't scream like a girl!" Gwaine laughed, doubling over at the thought.
"I did not scream like a girl," both Arthur and Elyan said at the same time. Elyan shuddered as he remembered exactly what had happened. He had opened his mouth to answer Lavender's question when the chair he was sitting on grew arms and grabbed onto him. Gwaine had roared in Elyan's ear and Elyan had leapt up, trying to escape the monster that was attacking him. He had screamed, kicked, and screamed some more. Only to hear Gwaine laughing his head off.

"Oh, Leon, you owe Lavender a new tea set, seems how you kicked the other one off the table," Gwaine said. Leon ground his teeth and turned away from the knight.

"Did Lavender sew your clothes for you?" Merlin asked, he was looking a bit pale from Gwaine's prank. Though that was probably more due to the fact that Lavender's armchair caught fire. Gwaine wondered how that had happened. The flames from the hearth probably leapt out. But the chair wasn't that close to the fireplace. Oh well, no use puzzling over it.

"No, I made these myself. Living on the road can give you all sorts of skills," Gwaine admitted, trying to take Merlin's mind off the fire that had nearly burned him. Merlin nodded shakily, causing Gwaine to feel a little guilty. He really hadn't meant to scare the kid that badly. Before he could comfort Merlin anymore, Gaius and Geoffrey walked in.

"Oh my word!" Gaius exclaimed upon seeing Gwaine's costume, his hand clutching his heart and his face paling slightly. He quickly recovered and sat down at the table.

"I sewed a costume that had the same cloth as one of Lavender's armchair. I then cut out a hole I could sit in. When someone sat on me, I would grab them and roar in their ear an watch them scream like little girls," Gwaine laughed. Gaius and Geoffrey whispered to each other before turning back to the group.

"Very creative idea. However, I do think it was a bit risky. Did you not think that the knights would retaliate upon having you attack like some sort of possessed object?" Geoffrey asked.

"I made sure Lavender took their swords," Gwaine said, shrugging and flipping his hair. It had since fallen out the ponytail Lavender had put it up in.

"You also took a risk with having people come to you. But, overall, I do think this prank was a good idea. It clearly took a lot of time and effort. The results were fairly funny as well. Sir Leon, you are the last contender. I hope you have something good for us," Gaius said. He and Geoffrey took their leave. Leon sighed and turned to the group.

"I hope you are all prepared. You won't be able to recover from this one as quickly as the others," he said nonchalantly.

"Recover as quickly! I still have pink ears," Lancelot cried. Leon smiled.

"I have something much worse in mind," he replied. The knights looked anxiously at each other. Leon merely stood up and walked out the door. "Goodnight, I hope everyone gets a good night's sleep. You're going to need it."

What's Leon got planned? Read tomorrow to find out in the last prank of the week. Then, we vote!