a/n: most sincere apologies for the lateness. i've been trying to work on some original stuff, so thank-you for your patience and for reading! this story will be drawing to a close soon.


Tap, tap, tap went the irate foot of the world's most powerful sorcerer as he stood in the cave, hands on his hips and face drawn in a frightening mask of simmering anger. He was covered from head to toe in an unknown white substance that looked both sticky and slick, little bits of purple and yellow giving the whole thing a polka-dot appearance.

Before the warlock stood two mighty and noble dragons who both looked properly chastised and utterly guilty.

Taking in a deep breath, Merlin held out his finger, opened his mouth, and when lecture failed him, simply warned, "Never again," before turning sharply and storming into the waterfall.


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