Hello again! Wow, I think this is the fastest I've uploaded another story since back when I was posting daily! Weird... But I'm not complaining! Anyway, I got a request on my last fic to write a sequel, but, unfortunately, I didn't have anything planned for one. If people are interested (And if I can think of an idea!), then I'll try to write one, but for now, it will remain a one-shot (Feel free to suggest any ideas you have.).
Description: Gwaine has a lady friend...
Disclaimer: I-ay O-day Ot-nay Own-ay Erlin-may (Or Pig Latin, either, for that matter!)
Warnings: The whole story is based off of a line from 4x10, but, other than that, no spoilers.
Rumor Has It
It was well-known throughout Camelot— and especially throughout the taverns— that Sir Gwaine, Knight of the Round Table, was something of a ladies' man.
Women of all ages, ranks, and personalities instantly turned into giggling, simpering girls whenever he so much as tossed his hair. He had all the looks, charm, and cockiness necessary to make him irresistible to the female population of Camelot, and he knew it.
And so, it came as a great surprise to everyone when they heard that Gwaine— the Heartbreaker himself— was finally settling down.
These were only rumors, mind you, but it was amazing how quickly gossip turned to fact when bored townsfolk were involved. And, indeed, there had been witnesses. Several servants reported Gwaine disappearing for hours in the middle of the day and refusing to answer any questions when he returned. Others had briefly glimpsed him walking about the streets, nearly hidden beneath a cloak and accompanied by a mysterious young woman.
Yes, in the minds of the people of Camelot, it was already settled— Gwaine had gotten himself a girl.
Gwaine's friends, on the other hand, were having a harder time believing it. Oh, sure, they had all teased him about the possibility of him falling in love, getting married, and raising a family, but none of them had ever actually thought it would happen. This was due to both Gwaine's fear of commitment— or free spirit, as he liked to call it— and to the fact that no woman with any sense would ever be taken in by his honeyed words.
Unfortunately, the rumors were the only source Merlin, Arthur, and the Knights had for information about Gwaine and his goings-on. The man in question avoided their gazes and mumbled incoherent excuses whenever they asked him about his whereabouts. For some reason, Gwaine wanted to keep his new acquaintance a secret, and so his friends– being the honorable men that they were– agreed to stop bringing the subject up.
Instead, they decided to follow him.
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It was mid-afternoon when Gwaine left his chambers, looking more on edge than anyone could ever remember seeing him.
Merlin and Elyan, both of whom had drawn the short straw, waited a moment in a hidden alcove before stepping out after the knight. Both were nervous and were beginning to feel a bit guilty about spying on their friend, but their curiosity had gotten the better of them.
They had to know what Gwaine was hiding.
They followed a short distance behind him as he made his way through the streets, ducking into alleyways whenever Gwaine glanced around. Eventually, they reached their destination: the Rising Sun Inn and Tavern.
Merlin and Elyan relaxed slightly when they realized this. They could wait out here for Gwaine and his girl to emerge and simply claim that they'd stopped by for a bit of ale (Though neither one of them was particularly known for his drinking habits.). Once caught, Gwaine would have to tell them what was going on.
A few minutes after entering, Gwaine stepped out of the tavern, closely followed by a woman unlike any Merlin and Elyan had ever seen. She was, for lack of a better word, big. Tall, broad-shouldered, and built like a brick wall, with well-muscled arms that would give Percival himself a run for his money.
Merlin and Elyan exchanged confused glances— Gwaine usually seemed to prefer women who didn't look like they could beat him up— and then walked over to the pair.
"Gwaine!" Merlin called out, attempting to appear surprised at the sight of his friend. "What are you doing here?"
Gwaine jumped about a foot in the air and spun around to face the two of them, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly and his expression like that of a cornered animal.
Elyan grinned at the panicked knight. "And are you going to introduce us to your lady friend?" he added with a smirk, obviously enjoying the man's discomfort.
Gwaine gaped at the two of them before swiftly shaking his head. "Lady friend?" he repeated. "No, mates, you've got this all wrong… She's… I mean, she isn't…" His voice trailed off, and he glanced quickly over at the woman, giving Merlin the strange feeling that he was slightly afraid of her. This impression was strengthened when the woman leaned towards Gwaine, causing him to flinch back.
"You mean to say," she growled somewhat menacingly, "that you haven't told them about me?"
Gwaine grimaced and offered the barest shake of his head in response. Then he turned to his friends and— without meeting their eyes— muttered eight words Merlin and Elyan had never expected to hear.
"Lads… I'd like you to meet my sister…"
Okay, how many of you freaked out when you heard Gwaine mention that he has a sister who is an "evil, old toad?" I, for one, was pretty gobsmacked, let me tell you! And since then, I've been wondering why nobody's written any stories about it! Maybe there are some, and I just missed them, but really! With all the "Merlin's Sister" stories out there, you'd think there'd at least be one with Gwaine's!
Anyway, I spent a bit of time trying to determine what Gwaine's definition of an evil, old toad would be and decided on an older sister who can beat him up (Not that she necessarily DOES) and who is immune to his smooth-talking charm. Someone who would tattle to Mother whenever Gwaine got in trouble or else take matters into her own hands. Someone, hopefully, like the one I wrote. I don't know if you agree, but I hope you at least found the idea interesting and/or mildly entertaining. If so, please review!
Sinthija: Thanks for commenting! I'm glad that you've been enjoying my drabbles and that my Beaver Saga made you laugh! Thank you again!
LoveCanConquerAll: Gwaine being sober... It is a VERY strange thought... Glad it made you laugh, and thanks for taking the time to leave a comment!
Till next time! :)
