Hello, friends and fellow survivors! It's great to see you here (And not, you know, eaten by zombies or something...).
Sending out a "THANK YOU!" of epic proportions to AloiseTrancy for being my 500th reviewer and to mangaballetgirl for being my 100th favoriter! You guys are amazing and deserve pie (or pi, if you're a health nut).
Anywho, better get this show on the road before time runs out...
Description: It's (not quite) the end of the world as we know it...
Disclaimer: If I owned Merlin, I would have him use his magical wizardness to save us all.
Additional AN: Takes place sometime after 4x09, but no spoilers for the new season.
The End
"I just can't stand it, Merlin!" Arthur growled in frustration, running a hand through his hair.
"What's wrong, Sire?" Merlin asked cautiously. The king groaned.
"What's right is a better question," he muttered. "Gwen's gone, Lancelot's gone, my father's dead, Morgana is plotting to kill me, a monster's attacking the lower town, I'm buried in paperwork, and now my dinner is cold!"
Merlin frowned. "Is that all?"
"Is that all?" Arthur repeated incredulously. "Merlin, it feels like it's the end of the world!"
"Don't be silly," Merlin replied. "I checked, and the end of the world isn't until 2012."
"Oh, that's a relief… Wait—you what?!"
Merlin smiled. "Nothing, Sire…"
Just a little drabble to wish you all a happy end of the world! Leave a comment to let me know you're still alive... ;P
Yours till the End,
DeleaMarie
