Disclaimer: As much as I wanted to own Merlin, the cost for the case and among other things are too expensive.
A/N: I wrote this just now from work. :3 I really should be working. By the way, this story takes place when they were just teenagers.:3
"Ouch! Can't you be gentler Merlin? It hurts!"
"Sorry! It's been a while since I've done this."
Arthur froze when he heard the familiar voices of his younger twin and best friend. Alone. Together in said sister's room. Right now, he's in front of it.
"I thought you knew about this stuff. Why the hell are you acting like such a newbie?"
He slowly turned his head towards the door with wide eyes.
'Wha-?'
"I'm so sorry! Like I've said before, it's been a while since I've done this."
"You better make it good."
"I'm trying!"
Arthur actually tried to clean off his ears. He could not believe what they had just said. He looked at the door as if he was really looking through it. Just like a superhero in the comics, you know those guys with x-ray vision.
"Ooh~! That's better~!"
He twitched, as per usual response of (over) protective brother that he is, he kicked the door. The sight before him made his jaw drop in surprise.
"Uh…. What are you guys doing?"
"What does it look like we're doing Arthur? Merlin's braiding my hair!"