A/N: Hey, I completely forgot to mention… You know the cupboard drabble? Yeah? Okay, THIRTY-FIVE reviews. No joke. IN ONE DAY. In my mind, I'm hugging y'all.
WARNING: This is completely pointless crack, not worthy of being called fanfiction written by Kitty O. And yet I posted it anyway. Why? I wanted to.
45. Unstable
Arthur held the door closed amid the pounding sounds from the other side. Merlin cowered in a corner. Uther sat on the throne. Gwaine… was a little bit drunk, which hardly bore mentioning.
"So, wait, what's going on?" asked the knight blearily.
Arthur banged on the door, shouting to those on the other side: "Yes, I know there are plot holes! If you really loved the show, you would look past the faults!"
Merlin whimpered pathetically. "They're after me!" he told Gwaine. "The fanfiction writers! They want to whump me!"
Uther rolled his eyes. And they called him mentally unstable.
