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Kerfuffle: Commotion, agitation; disorder.

Damn it. Wherewas that good for nothing knight! He was gone AGAIN!

This was the third time this week Arthur Pendragon had to train without one of his (although he'd never admit it) best knights.

What was it that made it seem that skipping out on training was okay to him?

This was the last straw. After taking roll call for his knights and finding out that Sir Gwaine was absent, he had thrown down his sword in frustration and angrily stomped away from the training grounds.

This was it. Gwaine was NOT going to miss out on this again.

Arthur ignored the troubled whispers among the knights as he stomped away from the group.

"Sire?" Lancelot called and trotted up to him.

He ignored him.

"Sire, I mean no disrespect, but what are you doing?"

Arthur didn't even bother to turn to his loyal knight and continued on his way.

"I'm going to find that sot of a knight and demand to know why he's absent again." The prince growled and headed towards the only place he could think of the Gwaine would rather be than besting him in a sword match:

The tavern.

The minute Arthur and Lancelot had walked through the door, all they wanted to do was turn around and NOT get involved.

Well, what would you say if you found every person in the tavern bowing down on one knee in front of your servant like he was some royal god or something?

Said servant wore a very grim expression on his face, which soon turned bright red when he saw the two knights walk in.

All Arthur could do at that moment was stare in utter shock at what he was seeing.

His servant shook his head and mouthed 'Gwaine' and gestured at the one kneeling before him.

Arthur didn't realize his mouth was hanging open until he had to snap it shut when he prepared to speak.

"May I ask, WHAT is going on here?" The blond haired prince inquired folding his arms.

It seemed as if the entire tavern had turned at the sound of his voice.

Then as if on cue, they all erupted into cheers.

"AH! There he is!" A familiar voice spoke up. Among the multitude of drunks, Gwaine managed to get to his feet a bit wobbly then lean heavily against another equally as intoxicated man.

"GWAINE! What is going on?" The prince demanded once again and watched with a tad of worry as the drunks began to surround Merlin who was desperately trying to find a way out of the mob.

"Arthur! Lancelot! "My-" hic "Friends! You're just in time." The drunk knight slurred and pointed his mug at Merlin who was now being bowed to and given random gifts of mugs, coins, and whatever else the people in the tavern found.

"In time...for WHAT!" The angry Pendragon said trying desperately to refrain himself from giving the knight a good hard slap in the face.

"Why"-hic-"Merlin's coronation...he's being crowned prince!"

Lancelot's and Arthur's mouths fell open the minute the words left the knight's mouth.

"He's being crowned WHAT!" Lancelot said before Arthur could even think of anything to say as a reply.

That was it, Arthur rushed towards the drunk knight and with both hands grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him towards him so that their noses were almost touching.

Ignoring the smell of alcohol on the other man's breath, Arthur glared hard at Gwaine.

"He's being crowned what?" He said again and glared at him once again.
Lancelot had heard enough to know that Merlin was in deep trouble, he was on his way to assist his poor friend who was now being forced upon the shoulders of random people.

"He's"-hic-" being crowned prince! You said so...remember?"

"When in God's name, did I EVER say that Merlin was to be crowned prince!"

"Remember...that one"-hic-" time when you said that...waaaaaaaiiiitttttttt didn't you say that if Merlin was prince we'd be much better off?" Gwaine swayed dangerously on his feet but the prince had a firm grip on his jacket and REFUSED to let him pass out.

"WHEN DID I SAY THAT GWAINE!"

You were walkin' down za' hallway taday and you"-hic-" Said: "If Merlin was prince I'd be mu' better off." Or somein'." He slurred then swayed again.

The prince frantically searched the memories of that morning of when he POSSIBLY could have said that RIDICULOUS statement. He would NEVER-wait.

The only time he had walked down that hallway today was after Merlin had- oh no.

"Gwaine, I said: "If Merlin doesn't start to RINSE my socks, I'll KNOCK HIS HEAD OFF!"

"Ohhhhhhh is THAT what you said?" He breathed and the prince would have leaned away from the bad smell if he hadn't been so furious.

"Hey, Gwaine!" Another man said stumbling over to the knight.

"Tha' Lance-some-not says that Merlin s'not a prince!" He said it loud enough so that a few of those surrounding Gwaine and Arthur turned to look at them.

"Wha'? I thought you says he was?" Another man said splashing his ale all over the floor as he gestured to him.

Then all of a sudden, the entire tavern erupted into angry grumbling and muttering.

It was all very confusing.

Finally Lancelot burst through the crowd with a much shaken Merlin.

"We need to leave, NOW." The brown haired knight said urgently scrambling for the door.

Arthur grabbed the knight by his collar and dragged him out of the inn into fresh air. Leaving the confusion behind them.

"Uh, hey Arty, I kina' said the new prince wou' pay for da' drinks...do you mind lending an 'ol pal some money?" The drunken man erupted into a fit of giggles before swaying once again.

This time Arthur let him drop.

He was never going to change.

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