Category: Humour
Characters/Pairings: Arthur, Merlin
Rating/Warnings: K
A Peculiar Case of the Hiccups
"Good morning, sire!" Merlin greeted, throwing open the king's drapes and letting in a bright ray of sunshine. It hit the sleeping figure directly in the face. "Merlin." Arthur groaned.
"Up and at 'em!" he smiled, arms akimbo. Arthur moaned again, but he did sit upright. "What's on the agenda for today?" he asked.
Merlin grinned. "You've got a meeting with the Lord of Caerleon at around noon, so I would suggest getting hic!"
A vase of flowers resting on Arthur's bedside table promptly exploded at the sound of the young wizard's hiccup. Arthur jumped, looked bewildered. "Merlin..."
"Sorry, sire! I hic don't know what's hic wrong with me!" Merlin covered his mouth as the sheets on Arthur's bed flew off the mattress, exposing a half-naked king. "Merlin!" Arthur shouted, scrambling into a sitting position. Merlin winced. "Apologies, sire, I seem to have hic hic hic!" With each hiccup, a different painting in Arthur's chambers began dancing about the room to some unheard melody.
"MERLIN!"