This is pretty much just crack. Not sure where it came from...I apologize for this.

"Merlin?"

"Yes?"

"…What's the basket for?"

Merlin glanced down to the sturdy, well woven basket on his arm.

"It's for Arthur."

"Arthur needs a basket?"

"Yes."

The silence quickly became awkward as each man shifted his weight from foot to foot, each avoiding the other's eyes.

"Well, I better get going."

"Wait, Merlin!"

The warlock turned back to him, eyes expectant.

"Why does Arthur need a basket?"

"Oh!" Merlin responded enthusiastically. "Uther locked him in a tower. It's the best way to get food to him."

Sometimes, the knight wondered if he was the only sane one in the kingdom.