CHAPTER FOUR

"Well. . ." Merlin awkwardly coughed eyeing a very disgruntled Arthur.
"Well." The king ground out.

Merlin turned back to the, what could've been, weirdest group in history to ever cross those castle grounds and raised his eyebrows. There was the two girls who had arrived this morning plus the other two who arrived like five minutes ago (He's pretty sure their names are like Brat and Magen? Maybe? Not?) alternating their staring between himself, Arthur and the other three strangely dressed men who looked much older than themselves. The two of the three men were eyeing every figure in the room with stony impressions while the other whose eyes almost matched Merlin's own just stood stiffly to one side.

Behind them were who he guessed was Ginny, Adrian, Ebony and Tash (and god did these people have weird names I mean, Ginny? Arthur's name was weird enough) and they were all sort of huddled together glaring at Livvy and Kiara. Merlin came to the conclusion that everyone either hated or, in Merlin's case, was completely and utterly terrified of those two girls (ONE OF THEM PINCHED HIS CHEEKS! SCANDAL!).

One of the newly arrived men (the shorter one) huffed angrily and stood up making Merlin flinch back (What? He knew a dangerous man when he saw one) and Arthur grab the hilt of his sword (Of bloody course you dumb prat).

"Ok, so who the fuck wants to tell me WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" He levelled a glare at Arthur who levelled an exact stony glare back.
There was a stern voice that came from the long haired man. "Dean."
"I do not have any clue as to why you're here, but I warn you not to raise your voice around these young girls and my wife." Arthur calmly threatened

Merlin wanted to punch Arthur in the face. Hard. Like boom-boom, suddenly-everythings-black-and-I-can't-endanger-my self-by-being-astupid-clotpole. Yes. He liked that idea.

The 'Dean' man stepped forward a snarl on his lips. "If I want to raise my voice, Imma fucking do it blondie!" Arthur's glare intensified as Dean smirked. "Who're supposed to be anyway? You look like a prissy version of King Arthur who hasn't hit puberty."
Merlin wished he could've saved the look of confused anger on Arthur's face, but before he could retort the statue man stepped in between them.
"Dean." His voice was deep and gravelly, almost like he swallowed a bunch of pebbles. (Merlin also noticed those four crazy girls in the middle clutch each other and began to quietly squeal to each other.)

"Dean this is not necessary." The ruffled man intoned.
At Dean's look of incredulity the man raised his hand.
"That, right there, is King Arthur of Camelot." He spoke in a monotone, gesturing to Arthur.

(Merlin noted smugly that Arthur's face was again consorted into confusion)

The green eyed man eyed him suspiciously. "Are you sure? I mean if he is The King Arthur, where is the old bearded guy?"
At this statement Merlin noticed Kiara and Olivia freeze, their eyes widening comically.
Arthur's sneering voice brought Merlin back to the conversation. "What old bearded guy?"

The man (Dean) seemed to struggle for words and then looked uselessly at the tall one. "Sammy? A little help? You would know, the guy with the magicky wizardry."
Sam looked amusedly at his brother a replied with a smile evident in his voice. "You mean Mer-"

A sudden shriek and crash brought everyone's attention back to the group of huddled girls.

Kiara and Olivia had burst out of their place on the floor and were heaving heavily as they glared at everyone in the huddle.

"OKAY!" Olivia bellowed, capturing everyone's attention. "YOU ALL NEED TO LISTEN THE FUCK UP TO THIS CHICK OVER HERE! WE NEED TO EXPLIN A FEW THINGS!"
Kiara nodded gratefully and smiled dangerously at everyone. "Okay so this is what I'm going to do. I'm going to explain what is going on here since me and Livvy are probably the biggest experts here." She took a deep breath. "Obviously we have landed in some sort of parallel universe where everything that is TV shows is real and each character has been bundled into Camelot for some reason."
Olivia joined in. "Now, there are many things that certain characters do not need revealed or spoiled at the moment-" She levelled a deathly glare at Sam who sputtered indignantly.
"But-"
"SHUT IT MOOSE!" Kiara screamed and then smiled brightly at everyone else. "So what would be helpful is if no one mentioned any of the King Arthur legends or anything from their own time line because that will make everything so much better."

There was a pause when Olivia noted a reluctant hand raise up. "Yes Adrian?"
"But this is a collection of your favourite shows so shouldn't certain people know certain things?"
Kiara smiled sweetly and shook her head. "I know for certain that this isn't part of any of mine or Livvy's thoughts."
Sam coughed and asked. "Why? How would you know?"

Kiara and Olivia shared a look.
Should we tell em?
Might as well. To prove our innocence.

Kiara took a deep breathe a promptly announced with no dignity whatsoever. "Because Sam, if it were, your brother and that angel would probably be hashing out their sexual frustration in a more horizontal location if you catch my drift. Or you know, up against a wall or sink and we can't forget the Impala" The whole room blanched at her words. "Same with the King guy and his manservant." She added as an after thought.
Arthur glanced between he girls and slowly asked. "I don't understand the way you're speaking-"
"OK SO IF ANYONE DIDN'T GET WHAT KIARA WAS IMPLYING, SHE MEAN'T FUCKING EACH OTHERS BRAINS OUT! WE GOOD? OKAY GOOD!"

And that was how two seemingly harmless girls managed to get two hunters, an angel, a king and his manservant, and two fed up friends to blush magnificently red. (The other four were totally used to it. It was a daily occurrence).