*disclaimer: short stories taken from internet - source: /michael-koh/2013/07/40-freaking-creepy-ass-two-sentence-stories/

"That was fun." Merlin admitted undoing his seatbelt.

"We should have sex in public more often, it's definitely more fun." Arthur said, parking the car outside Merlin's house.

He hadn't really paid much attention when he'd first arrived but now he did. Merlin's house wasn't really a house, it was more of a cottage. Four bay windows faced onto the driveway, one of them was Merlin's. The sun reflected off the glass.

Arthur drummed his fingers against the steering wheel and stared out of Merlin's side window.

"Arthur?" Merlin asked, looking out the window too, "What are you looking at?"

"Um..." Arthur began, pointing behind Merlin, he asked "Is that a forest?"

Merlin turned back to smile at Arthur, "Yeah... Have you never seen one before or?"

"I didn't know you lived near a forest. We should go camping." Arthur said, avoiding Merlin's gaze.

"You're acting weird."

"No, I'm not." Arthur said quickly, opening his car door and stepping out.

Merlin followed him up to the front door. Before he could ask Arthur any more questions, Arthur opened the door and walked into the lounge. Merlin followed.

"SURPRISE!" Everyone shouted, causing Merlin to almost have a heart attack.

Merlin, smiling wider than ever, looked around. Everyone was here: Morgana, Lancelot, Gwen, Gwaine, Freya and Percival. Arthur was stood proudly next to them all, grinning like he'd just pulled off the biggest trick in the world.

"Did you know?" Arthur asked excitedly.

Merlin laughed as Arthur wrapped an arm around his shoulder, "No."

"This is your actual present, by the way." Arthur whispered into Merlin's ear, "I brought everyone to you."

"It's the best. Thank you." Merlin said, still smiling.

Morgana, Freya and Gwen ran forward then, surrounding Merlin in a hug, squealing Happy Birthday Merlin. Once they'd said their happy birthdays and praised Arthur and his planning. Lancelot, Gwaine and Percival all walked forward and either shook his hand or clapped him on the back.

Merlin couldn't stop smiling.

"Okay done." Merlin said standing away from his campfire.

"How do you know how to make a campfire?" Gwaine asked, shoving a marshmallow onto the end of his stick.

Merlin shrugged and passed the bag of marshmallows along after taking his own. Gaius had gone to his shift at the hospital and all eight of them had decided to camp in the forest for Merlin's birthday. Now they were toasting marshmallows and drinking cheap alcohol.

It had gotten dark pretty quickly after Arthur and Merlin had come back from their date and now the only light they had was from the campfire – making everyone glow orange. The night was still warm, the fire was just for atmosphere.

"I know what we can do!" Gwen said, "We can tell scary stories."

Everyone complained and grumbled.

"Yeah, except we're not twelve years old." Lancelot said, taking a swig of his beer.

"How about we try to tell the scariest stories with only two sentences?" Morgana offered.

"I don't know..." Percival complained.

"Oh come on, just try it." Morgana said.

"Fine. I'll go first." Percival conceded.

He bit his marshmallow off his stick and looked thoughtful as he chewed. He looked into the fire and cleared his throat.

"The doctors told the amputee he might experience a phantom limb from time to time. Nobody prepared him for the moments though, when he felt cold fingers brush across his phantom hand."

Everyone whispered their approval. Percival nodded to Gwaine to go next.

"I told this one to my little brother once." Gwaine said, "Don't be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet, but never look up, she hates being seen."

"You told that to your little brother?" Merlin asked shocked.

Gwaine laughed and nodded.

"You're cruel!" Freya said as she thought of her story, "They celebrated the first successful cryogenic freezing. He had no way of letting them know he was still conscious."

"Ooh, creepy." Gwen said, "My turn. Um..."

Everyone waited as she thought.

"I just saw my reflection blink." She finally said.

"Hey, that's one sentence!" Lancelot protested.

Gwen shoved him, "See if you can do better."

"Easy." Lancelot boasted, "You wake up. She doesn't."

"It's sadder than it is scary." Gwen said, folding her arms in anger.

Lancelot laughed and kissed her on the cheek.

"Day 312. Internet still not working." Morgana said, wriggling her fingers and widening her eyes.

Everyone laughed.

"Now that is a scary story." Percival laughed.

"I don't think we'll be able to top that one." Arthur laughed, "I woke up to hear knocking on glass. I thought it was from the window, until it came from the mirror again."

"Oh no! I already hate mirrors at night." Gwen complained, cuddling closer to Lancelot.

"I always thought my dog was staring at me too much." Merlin began, "Until one day, I realised he wasn't looking at me, he was looking just behind me."

"Does your dog actually do that?" Freya asked wide-eyed.

"Yes." Merlin replied, seriously.

"BOO!" Gwaine shouted, making Freya jump. She turned to him furiously as everyone laughed and slapped him.

He laughed harder.

"Who's was the scariest?" Morgana asked when she stopped laughing.

"I would say Gwaine's, but he's a dick," Freya said, her arms folded across her chest, "So Merlin's."

"I'll say Freya's so she'll kiss me later." Gwaine said, smiling.

"Gwaine's." Arthur said.

"Agreed." Merlin added.

"Morgana's." Said Percival, "Imagine the world without the internet."

Gwen laughed, "True but I'll vote for Arthur's."

"Gwaine's for me." Lancelot said.

"And I'll say my own." Morgana said.

"Nope, can't do that!" Arthur protested.

Morgana pulled a face at him, "Fine. I'll say... Gwaine's."

"Which means I win!" Gwaine boasted, "What do I get?"

"We're all out of marshmallows and beer, so... You can have one angry girlfriend." Merlin teased.

"Oh great." Gwaine said sarcastically.