Hidey-ho Ranger-Joe! And various other people with different names! Sorry for the wait, but at least it wasn't as long as last time. Right? I'm listening to Dropped by Phantom Planet right now, so I afraid to admit this, but my writing may be slightly jaunty. So, since the poll has been up for awhile, I decided to stop it and saw the results. So happy there were more voters this time!

The next ten chapters will be in this order: Leon, Gwaine, Morgause, Will, Edwin, Freya, Morgana, Elena, Bayard, and Cornelius Sigan.

When I reach the third to last character, I'll start the poll up again, though it will be much shorter, but a few of the people I missed will be added such as: Queen Annis, Mithian, George, Tristan, Isolde, Iseldir, Helios, the Gleeman, King Caerleon, Darien (big scary guy who almost killed Arthur), John Howdan (mean villager husband who didn't believe in Merlin), and Eoghan (I have no idea who this is, but he's in the character list so I'll figure it out eventually)!

Wow… Maybe the list won't be as short as I thought…

Though I'd hate to separate the lovely two-episode couple, maybe I'll make a threesome, or an angst pre-thing, or something along those lines…

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE TELEVISION SHOW MERLIN, NOR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS.

This long awaited pairing is Agravaine/Merlin, and the genre has a creeper vibe and contains a very disturbing issue. MAJOR age gap but nothing happens (really didn't want to write it, but it's inferred something is gonna happen) so don't read if a pedophilic Agravaine gives you the heebie-jeebies. (Notice I never really stated it… I've given up telling you guys the genre because I clearly don't know how as evidenced in previous chapters.)Rated M because this touches on a clearly gross topic. (Can you guys tell I've stopped listening to Dropped?) I was inspired by an episode of Breakout Kings, so… blame them.

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Thick, black eyelashes flutter against popsicle-pink stained, pale cheeks still a bit round from baby fat, then the eyelids open. Impossibly deep sea-blue eyes hazily take in the watchful man's hunched form standing just feet away. A tiny, fisted hand rubs nearly too softly at those bleary orbs to get rid of the sleep, a sticky stick still clutched tightly.

Agravaine balls his large, sweaty palms into his beige cargo pants, still watching the small boy with pouty lips and tousled raven hair as he begins to become aware of the surroundings. His niece blinks slowly from behind her friend on the couch and smiles toothily. "Uncle Agravaine! Have you been here this whole time?"

The middle-aged lawyer almost doesn't reply when her friend lifts his arms to stretch, revealing even more pale and smooth skin, but the distraction disappears unfortunately soon. "Not really Morgana. Your father just didn't want you and your friend to be alone in the house while he picked up your brother and sister from summer school."

The little Pendragon smiled sweetly, then tugged on her sleeping-companion's t-shirt sleeve. After exchanging eye-contact, the two second graders hopped off the couch and walked with a hop toward Agravaine. "This is my best friend, Merlin!" Morgana patted his skinny shoulder gently. "Merlin, this is my uncle, Agravaine. The one who's letting us use his beach house for the summer!"

The thin little boy smiled so deliciously, that the next words came to Agravaine's chapped lips before he could stop them, "Would Merlin like to come along with us to the vacation home as well?"

Both children had widened their grins to almost comical dimensions before they both exclaimed, "Oh, thankyouthankyouthankyou!" and launched their roughly three-feet something inches bodies at his rigidly relaxed frame.

Morgana's familiar weight was easily released, but Merlin's delicate structure was denied the same easy exit. His reluctance to let the nine year-old go confused the children, but Agravaine recovered quickly by teasing them. "Boy, you kids are alarmingly slight! What do those lunch ladies feed you, grass?"

Though the inquisitive expressions remained, their lips started to twitch, so the high-society man continued his fatherly role. "How's about we toss those popsicle sticks in the bin, wash yourselves up, and make some brownies?"

The smiles were back full force, and it took nearly all of Agravaine's will-power not to snatch the child back into his thick arms'. Instead, he pretended to rush to the kitchen, letting the small elementary students out-run him. Morgana and Merlin practically bounced in place (which they later did after ingesting a spoonful of sugar), waiting for the black-haired man to join them. He hoisted his niece to the counter sink first, because her hands were the most danger to the white furniture, then he reached over to lift Merlin, but was a bit disappointed to find the boy could barely reach the faucet. So Agravaine settled for gently wrapping his bigger paws around the fragile wrists to scrub the dried juice under the flowing warm water. Merlin's lily-white skin was softer then he imagined.

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I'm so sorry to end it here, but I'll replace the chapter with a longer version as soon as I can! My computer is acting up and I'm afraid it'll shut done completely, but I wanted to at least post something for you! I'll be back VERY soon (I promise!)