Title: It's Like Magic

Author: Kiki1607

Rating: T for Language

Summary: Merlin has such overbearing friends

Setting: Season 3

A/N: Needless to say, I'm always very grateful for every reviewer! I was supposed to put this up yesterday, but I totally forgot! Expect atleast three updates today. So, there wasn't really much of this in the show, but I always thought it would be lovely if Merlin had protective friends. He needs someone to save him from himself after all. I also noticed the show doesn't allow a lot of time for Merlin to grieve. Well thats what fanfics are for I guess. Anywho, please check out my community: The Best of Merlin for novel quality Merlin stories.

Friendship 2: Merlin is NOT depressed

"You're depressed."

"Am not,"

"Yes, you are. Cheer up Merlin; you're making my paper work look like fun."

"Ouch, punching me is supposed to cheer me up?"

"Well it certainly cheered me up." Arthur raised a perfectly arched eyebrow as if it were the most obvious answer in the world. Merlin wanted to glare, but Arthur's antics were just too much. He laughed aloud as he continued skittering around Arthur's chamber picking up his clothes. Arthur hid a pleased smile that his frie-err servant wasn't moping about anymore.

Later that same day, Merlin had a similar encounter with Gwaine. Gwaine sauntered over to the warlock while he busily reading a book about herb-lore for Gaius's sake. He slammed and tankard of mead in front of Merlin.

"Bottom's up Merlin. I'm not leaving till every last drop disappears." Gwaine said with his usual coy smile and mischievous eyes. Merlin made the Gaius Eyebrow of Doom face.

"And pray tell me what the occasion for getting me drunk is?" He asked suspiciously. Gwaine shrugged in response.

"A good tankard of mead is the Remedy to all Ails, my friend." Merlin began shaking his head in laughter before Gwaine finished, placed the tankard back into his hands, and jovially kicked the man out of his chambers.

"I'm not depressed," He muttered after Gwaine. He went back to his studying. Less than an hour later, there was another knock on his bedroom door. Gwen poked her head around, Merlin nodded in permission for her to enter.

"I brought you something to eat. I thought it might help you feel better," She smiled sweetly and placed a hot bowl of soup in front of him. Merlin frowned for the fifth time.

"Why does everyone seem to think I'm depressed?"

"You're not?" Gwen asked confusion evident in her voice. Merlin shook his head. "You've just been so quiet and thoughtful lately, I thought something was wrong."

"I was just thinking about my mom's birthday."

"That's it? You're really not depressed?"

"No!" Merlin denied again. Jeez, such overbearing friends.

Cute, friendship fluff. My favorite. Review please! It makes updates faster!

Kiki1607