Yay another quick update (make the most of it, they won't last for long!) The word for this drabble is 'lock' by Griffinesque, so thank you!
Hope you all enjoy! Reviews much appreciated :)
Awkward Encounters in the Corridor
Gwen was walking down one of the many corridors within the Camelot walls, when she encountered Arthur crouching down in front of his chamber, a pin in his hand, trying to pick the lock, while muttering something that was probably rude under his breath.
"Err…Arthur?"
Arthur looked up, "Gwen!" He cried, the anger disappearing from his face when he saw her.
"Do I dare ask what you're doing?" Gwen said, doubting if she wanted to know.
"Merlin's being childish," Arthur explained, his anger returning. "He's locked me out of my chamber just because I told him I didn't need him and that I could look after myself!"
"But Arthur…"
"Yes?"
"You're in your underwear…"
Arthur looked down, as if he hadn't noticed. "Ah…yes, that's half my problem! And it would be all fixed if someone let me in!" He yelled the last few words at his door.
Just then, Gwaine strolled into the scene; he stopped beside a quickly going pink Gwen, and looked down at the crouching Arthur.
"Locked out huh?" He asked, in a voice that said he knew exactly how Arthur felt. "I advise you try the window," Gwaine advised as he walked past, leaving Arthur and Gwen exchanging very confused looks.