Day seven – April 7th
"ARTHUR, LET ME IN!" Merlin was banging his fist on the closed door. "I HAVE TO GO TO WORK IN A MINUTE! LET ME IN! I NEED A SHOWER!"
Arthur was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror.
"You took a shower yesterday…" he said, little white specks of foam flying all over the place as he spoke. "Do you need one everyday? Do you remember who pays the bills for water and electricity?"
"So?" the door said.
"It's costing me a lot of money!"
"Arthur, you're the richest person I know…"
"Correction, my dad is the richest per –"
"WHATEVER! LET ME IN!" Merlin started banging on the door again. No way it was going to open this way. He wasn't really handy with tools, but he knew where Arthur kept his screwdrivers. So he ran to the kitchen, yanked open the cabinet beneath the kitchen sink and pulled out a large screwdriver.
Trying not to run ('never run with scissors' would probably apply to screwdriver too), he went back to the bathroom door and stood on his knees. Just beneath the doorknob, which was still covered with a pink sock, was a little screw. If Merlin was able to turn it, he could open the door and take a shower.
The screw didn't go easy, but eventually it turned and the little red stripe above it coloured white, meaning the door was open. Merlin dropped the screwdriver on the floor and jerked the bathroom door open, scaring the living daylights out of Arthur. Arthur was so startled, he wasn't able to move for a couple of seconds, giving Merlin time to get into the shower.
"HA!" he yelled as he turned on the hot water. Quickly, he squirted some shampoo in his now blonde hair and started to wash it.
Arthur blinked, trying to figure out what had just happened.
"How did you…?" he mumbled, turning his gaze from Merlin to the door and back again. Merlin seemed proud of himself.
"A screwdriver!"
"You didn't use a knife?"
"Why would I use a knife?"
"That's what girls would do… "
"I'm no girl!" Merlin protested. Arthur shrugged. His face showed pure evilness, but Merlin didn't notice. Some shampoo had gotten into his left eye and he was rubbing it franticly to get it out.
Arthur's hand reached for the button on the water tank of the toilet. He pushed – the toilet flushed – Merlin screamed.
"COLD! SO COLD!" he yelled, hopping up and down underneath the icy stream. He pulled away the shower curtain and jumped away from the cold water. "WHY DID YOU DO THAT???"
"Because it's highly amusing! You should try it! Oh, wait… please don't, but if you do, target anyone but me!" Arthur sniggered. "Aren't you supposed to be at work by now?"
Merlin checked the clock near the sink. Fluffy shampoo was still in his hair and was running down his face. He gasped and jumped back into the shower. The water had turned warm again, so he flushed the shampoo out of his hair. After he had closed the curtain again.
Arthur's hand sneaked towards the button again. But he was stopped in his tracks.
"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!"
Arthur pushed the button anyway. Before the water in the toilet started to flow, Merlin leapt out of the shower, dried himself with a towel, dressed himself and ran out the front door. And all in a matter of seconds.
Arthur pouted. Life wasn't fair.
It is a short one again, sorry!