So, I'm updating a lot earlier than I said I would. Which means I'm not studying for finals. Not to put weight on your shoulders or anything, but if I do bad I blame you.

Just kidding! I love my readers! You're much better than stupid school, anyway.

Besides, I really enjoyed writing this chapter. I think it's funny, but you could think it's the stupidest thing you've ever read. Just let me know by…reviewing! Because I love reviews (:

"…..Yes, Arthur, I have magic. I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. But your whole life you've been influenced to hate magic and-"

Whack

Everything goes black.

Whack

"Merlin, wake up!"

Whack

"Merlin, if you do not wake up right now I will dump cold water on you."

Arthur. He had just found out about Merlin's magic. And Merlin's still alive? Something isn't right….

"Merlin, WAKE UP!" Gaius shouted once more.

Oh. It was a dream. Arthur hadn't found out about Merlin's magic. That explains why Merlin is still breathing.

"Whaaaat?" Merlin grumbled. He glanced out his window and saw the dark sky. Why on Albion would Gaius want Merlin to get up in the middle of the night? Had the old man finally cracked?

"Get up, Merlin. Arthur has been yelling for you for the past five minutes. He sounds very angry."

Gaius watched as a smile tore across the young man's face even though the eyes were closed.

"Merlin! What did you do?"

One eye peaked open, and it had a laughing sparkle in it.

"I did nothing."

"Well, you must've done something! Why else would Arthur be screaming for you like a madman in the middle of the night? The whole palace is feeling quite fearful."

The smile vanished quickly, "Is Uther up yet?" The King of Camelot would not be happy that he was woken up just because his son's servant was not present. It would mean a day in the stocks for Merlin.

"No. So I suggest you go see Arthur as quickly as you can."

Merlin threw the covers off of him and darted straight out of the quarters him and Gaius shared.

"Merlin, wait! You forgot-" the door slammed, "to change out of your nightclothes." The old physician sighed.

Before anymore servants could be awoken by Arthur, Merlin was in the hallway outside of Arthur's room.

"Sire, Mer…M…M…Merlin is no-oot here yee…et. Couldn't…couldn't I be of some….service..t…to you?" The young warlock heard a servant stutter.

"No! Get that lazy bumbling idiot or I'll-ah, Merlin. Good to see you" Arthur finished as Merlin stepped in the doorway, "Leave us." The angry prince barked at the other servant, who bowed immediately fled the room.

"Shut the door, Merlin." Arthur said quite calmly.

The prince's manservant did as he was ordered.

"Do you, Merlin," Arthur asked tossing an apple (Did they have apples in England then? Ah well, who cares) in the air and catching it, "know why I called you here?" He took a step closer.

"You want me to cut your apple up for you?"

"No, Merlin. That is not why I called you here. It does, however, have to do with the apple."

"Oh? And what's that?" Frightened, and rightly so, Merlin took a step back.

Arthur neared, "Yes, Merlin. And what do you think I plan to do with this apple?"

"Have me feed it to your horse?" Merlin took another step back. He was now pressed against the door, and had nowhere to run.

"Wrong. What did I say to you before you last left me?"

"You want to be left to your peaceful sleep?"

"Before that." Arthur had stopped his juggling, and was eyeing the apple in a wicked way.

"That…if the sleeping tonic doesn't work then I'll be the target in, um, target practice."

"Correct," The apple was tossed up once again and caught, "So, back to the original question. Do you know why I called you here?"

Merlin turned his head slightly, pressed his lips together, and let a silent moment hang. Then, "Nope, not a clue."

Arthur's eyes widened and he through the apple as hard as he could. Luckily (or unluckily, it depends on if you look at the goblet half empty of half full) for Merlin he was used to being the target, and ducked right before the apple hit his head.

Merlin ran to the window and hid behind a curtain.

"Merlin," Arthur said easily as Merlin heard him grab something out of a bowl, "Do you really think now is the appropriate time to be playing hide-and-seek?"

"You try having a prat throw fruit at you, and see what great ideas you come up with."

"Well, I would probably not dart to a hiding place when my attacker is watching."

"Then close your eyes and count to ten."

"Not likely." Arthur wrenched the curtain open and smiled smugly at his friend. No, not friend. Servant.

"What would it take for you to not throw that orange (I know for a fact they didn't have oranges. But once again, oh well.) at me?"

"You have an hour to much my stables."

"What? An hour isn't enough! Besides, it's the middle of the night!"

Arthur raised the orange threateningly.

"Alright, alright. I'll go!" With that Merlin fled the room but not before being chased out by a flying orange.

"Hey!" Merlin called.

"I never agreed to your terms. But you're still mucking out my stables."

Haha, fooled you at the beginning of the chapter, didn't I? Arthur and I are best friends, and we certainly like to have fun in cruel ways. But hey, at least I never killed a unicorn! And to all you who have finals this week as well, why are you reading this instead of studying? Because you love it so much? Aww, that's sweet! ;)