Advent prompt: Day 17 – Snow day
Word count: 100
Rating: PG
Genre: humour
Characters: Merlin, Gaius/Uther
Summary: When Gaius gets drunk, Merlin learns more than he ever wanted to. Oh, and that Gaius likes snow.
"Then we walked back. Uphill, in snow. Deep snow. It was July."
Merlin rolled his eyes. When he was in his cups, Gaius would tell the most outrageous stories. Sometimes they were even true.
"Uther and I…."
Ugh, Uther. "Was it sorcery?"
"My best spell, too. We pelted each other with snowballs." Gaius hiccupped, smiled drunkenly. "I won!"
"Arthur's calling."
Gaius ignored him. "I liked lying in the snow. Uther was really good with…."
"Gotta go."
"Snowballs… oh, his hands…."
Bloody hell.
"Gaius!"
Silence.
Gaius was fast asleep.
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He never finished the story of Uther's hands.
And Merlin didn't ask.