Dung-Fork

"Merlin, face it. You're out of insults."
Merlin tried to look as though that wasn't the case as he desperately looked around for inspiration. A quick time stop and he had all the time in the world.
Hmm, Horse? Nope.
Cart? Nah…
Hay? Had its merits… But no…
Hmm… Dung? That he could work with.
Dung… Dung… AHA!
He sped time back to normal and grinned at Arthur's smug face.
"Me? Out of insults? Never."
"Then give us something new, idiot."
Merlin rolled his eyes.
"Gods, you are such a dung fork…"
Gwaine grinned.
"And so it continues…"
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And yes, I will be using this in my other Merlin fics! As well as other insults I come up with in these drabbles. As always, if you have ideas or requests, please review and let me know!