A/n: this idea came from Alligates, who is an amazing idea-ist :D
"Merlin, help me!"
"With what, Gwaine?"
"It's the fan girls…they're everywhere."
"And…?"
"Oh please, Merlin. We all know you have magic. You have to help me!"
"Wait. How do you know?"
"Last time you did magic, you only remembered to knock Arthur out. The rest of us still watched you. If you can take care of that many beasts, surely there's something you can do about a bunch of teenage girls."
"Look, Gwaine. If I could help you I would, but I can't really do anything that would risk revealing me."
"Merlin, this is serious. One of them cut out a lock of my hair."
"Oh. Oh Gwaine, I'm so sorry."
"It's fine. I'll…I'll be okay…NO I WON'T!"
"Don't cry, Gwaine. Okay, I'll fix this for you."
"YES! Now, what are you going to do about it, Mr Warlock?"
"Well, let me get my magic book first."…
"This is so cool! Hey Merlin, mate, do you think you could magic me a tankard of ale?"
"Gwaine."
"Sorry."
"Alright, I've found the spell, now we just have to wait a few hours for it to take place."
"What did you send them? Wildren? Griffins? A big old beasty from the old religion?"...
"How does a plague of plot bunnies sound to you?"
That awkward moment when Gwaine cries over a lock of his hair.
A/n IMPORTANT: I'm changing the name of this. Is that okay with you guys? Suggestions would be nice!
