Of Magic and Mayhem
Advent: Day Fourteen
~Fran Gipani

Disclaimer- Merlin sadly isn't mine :(

Authors Note- This is for the festive season! I am going to write a drabble for every day up until Christmas and then maybe up to new years as well. They will be related to the festive season in some small way and also they can be in any form or genre that I choose :) ...anywho feel free to give a prompt in a review! I will always be happy to write them!
This is a sort of sequel to Day Thirteen :)

I know this isn't really to Christmassy but I hope you enjoy anyway! :)

Arthur watched as his friend turned to him with a part sheepish, part wounded look on his face and realised that his question was probably quite harshly asked.

"Arthur I..." Merlin began, "...I found this injured bird while I was out gathering herbs for Gaius. I couldn't just leave it there could I"

Arthur smiled at his friend. "Only you, Merlin would do some thing like that," Arthur said with a slightly amused tone. "What happened to it?" He asked curiously with a hint of a frown on his face.

Merlin grinned feeling a little surprised, but he answered anyway; it was unusual for Arthur to make an effort to take an interest whenever Merlin brought an injured animal back from the woods. "It's the poor things wing, I am going to look after it until I find a way to heal its wing."

"With Magic?" Arthur asked tentatively (he had learned of Merlin's abilities quite a while ago but that didn't stop Arthur from feeling a little uneasy about it).

"Yeah, but I haven't needed to heal wings before now so I need to look it up and practice it." Merlin studied his friends face, "You can stay if you like...I mean...well..." Merlin trailed off. Arthur's interest in his Magic meant that Merlin had to constantly be showing and explaining to Arthur what he was using the Magic for.

Arthur was delighted by the offer, yes the fact that Merlin could use Magic scared him but he was in every way intrigued by his friends talents. "I would like that," Arthur let out a light laugh, "let's see you heal this bird."

So Merlin then set to work flipping quickly through his book of Magic trying to find the right spell. Arthur watched in awe as he always did when Merlin was using his Magic, he watched as his friend used only his golden eyes to flick through a book and seem to know exactly what was on the pages. Finally the books pages stopped moving and Merlin's eyes turned back to their usual blue. "Better hope this works!" Arthur heard Merlin mutter before speaking in a low voice in a language he had only ever heard Merlin speak. The bird let out a loud chirp and rustled it's wings. Merlin carefully slipped the small bandage off the wing and the bird flew up and started to fly in circles around the two men.

Arthur sat there in a stunned silence until Merlin spoke up, "Wouldn't mind if you opened the window thanks!" He grinned widely at Arthur who then went to the window and opened it for the Robin. The bird flew promptly out the window and Arthur then turned to Merlin, "You know there aren't many things that can convince me magic is good but you Merlin, are definitely one of them."