The word for this drabble is 'panache' (a plume of feathers on a headdress) by Astiza, so thank you!
I hope everyone had a great Christmas etc :) Alas, Merlin series 4 is now over, I shall miss it, but I thoroughly enjoyed it and Sherlock series 2 is returning very soon, that should help me recover! :D
Anyway, enjoy! And please review! :)
Birthday Party
Another goblet thumped against the wardrobe door just as Gwaine slammed it shut. He glanced into the darkness at Arthur and Merlin, one looking the worried, the other annoyed, you can guess which expression matched which person.
"I think we may have encountered a situation," Gwaine whispered, the shouting could still be heard from outside.
Arthur's raised eyebrow could just be seen through the darkness, "really? I would never have guessed! This is the last time I let you give Merlin a birthday party!"
"It's the thought that counts!" Gwaine snapped.
"I was enjoying myself," Merlin admitted, "until now."
Gwaine peered through a crack in a door. "They do look angry. Unless either of you have a plan...it's not going to be pretty."
Merlin went pale and Arthur rolled his eyes, Gwaine was overreacting, but the crowd outside did sound angry, and the wardrobe wouldn't protect them for long. Maybe there was something that could distract the angry mob?
As Arthur thought this, he felt his foot knock against something on the ground. He peered through the darkness, and then smiled.
"Oh Gwaine," he called, "I think I've found a solution."
The mob finally stopped their jeering and shouting for blood when they saw the wardrobe finally creak open, and someone step out.
Gwaine appeared, wearing nothing but his underwear (that looked a little grey) and a plume of bright pink and blue feathers on top of a helmet on his head. He grinned (and looked like he was actually enjoying himself.)
"Boys," he announced, "Feast your eyes, on the panache!"
There was a pause, as no one actually knew what a panache was, but with the sight of this half-naked, grinning Knight, they all took it the wrong way.
Within two minutes the whole mob had fled screaming from the tavern, with Gwaine asking them to shut the door behind them, as it was getting chilly!
