I'm starting to really like my toad story. I'm just going where ever the wind takes me on this one. There really isn't any set story line yet. Anything can happen.

Would've been up earlier but as soon as I finished writing it I had to go to the dentist.

I watched Paranormal last night, which was really cheesy, but I have a wild imagination so I ended up staying up until 4 in the morning watching tv because everything scary happens when people sleep. Seems like every shadows a ghost. I also swear I have a ghost in my house on our stairway to the secound story. Mostly just you feel like somethings watching you. Used to think it was just the cat but my cat died and the feelings still comes up every once and a while.

I came up with this plot when I was laying awake in bed trying to sleep before I decided to give up.

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The Sorcerer's Toad Part 2

Merlin grumbled to himself as he made the prat's bed. Arthur had stepped out for a moment. He hoped the prince heard what he had to say when he came back.

Why couldn't the prat just let him have this one thing. He was acting like the toad was going to assassinate him in his sleep. The prince didn't have to even be near it again if he didn't want to.

He was just about to start cleaning out the fire place when he heard the door creak open, enough to let something fall fit through, and then shut again. Seemingly all by itself. The windows were closed so it couldn't be the wind.

Merlin froze, getting the feeling like he was being watched. "Anyone there." He stood stock still waiting for any noise to indicate he wasn't alone.

Then he heard a long croak, coming from by the door.

The noise instead of setting him off made Merlin relax again. "Milo, what are you doing here? Your suppose to be with Gaius. Did you follow me?" He asked rhetorically knowing it couldn't answer him back, as he picked his toad up.

Milo just croaked in it's usual bored fashion, but the young warlock took it as contentment. Amphibians weren't very emotional creatures. "Better not let Arthur see you."

Merlin opened the door to return the toad to Gaius before the prince came back, only to slam it back closed again at the sight of the king walking down the hallway towards him.

He looked around the room franticly thinking of where to hide Milo only to not have enough time. When the sound of boots reached the door and did not continue; Merlin quickly stuffed the toad into an inner pocket of his jacket.

The door opened again without even a knock to ask for permission to enter. The King did not ask for permission in his own castle he demanded it unconditionally, even from his own son. Uther narrowed his eyes when greeted by the sight of his son's manservant as the only occupant of the chambers.

"Where's Arthur?" Uther demanded.

"You know I'm not too sure. He left not to long ago to do something and didn't tell me what it was. It's not my place to pry into his business." Merlin answered respectively.

Too respectively for Uther's taste from past experiences with the idiotic servant. He was hiding something. The young boy seemed more shifty than usual. Before the King could question the young man more the door opened again.

Arthur froze mid step at the sight of the king in his chambers. "Father, what are you doing here?"

"I was just stopping by to inform you that the council meeting has been moved from this afternoon to tomorrow morning. Don't be late." Uther said. Arthur took note of how his father sent the last remark to his servant.

Merlin stood by the bed and had his arms across his chest, trying to look inconspicuous; Arthur found this suspicious.

"Thank you for informing me. I'll try my best not to." In the silence following the prince speaking there was a quite croaking noise that was cut off when Merlin shirted his arms position and coughed into his hands.

The king had a disgusted looked on his face like he thought the noise indicated the servant had just broke wind. Ignoring the fact there was no smell but just excepting that the boy was disgusting.

Arthur narrowed his eyes. Glaring at his servant. " Father, I was wondering that since thee is no longer a council meeting this after noon if I could possibly take a short hunting trip instead?"

Merlin understood the reason why the prince asked this. He had caught onto the fact that his servant was hiding the toad in his jacket. Maybe the large lump gave it away.

"I don't see why not. Don't stay out too long. You have to get up nice and early the next day." Once again his father directed his last remark to Arthur's manservant. Indicating there would be hell to pay if his son was late to another meeting because of Merlin's inefficiency.

Milo didn't like the tone of voice the mean man was using when referring to the boy. No one noticed the toad glow gold for a second as the king left the room.

Once they were alone together, Arthur sighed in exasperation. "You brought it with you."

"I didn't. It must've followed me." Merlin defended himself as he reached in and took Milo out of his jacket pocket.

"It's a toad, not a dog. I doubt it could keep up with you speed or track your sent." Arthur said like he was trying to explain something to an idiot. Which he was.

"I doubt a normal toad could open doors." Merlin mumbled to himself, under his breath.

"What'd you say." Arthur asked, trying to decipher his servants mumbling.

"Nothing." Merlin responded.

Arthur gave Merlin a once over before speaking again. " Now you are going to go prepare my horse, so we can go hunting, and get rid of that thing." The prince pointed to what his servant was holding.

Merlin didn't argue because he knew it would be useless. He left the room to do what he had been commanded, but he also left the toad sitting on the table.

Arthur had yet to be alone with the thing. It made him nervous and the room seem too quite. He blinked at the thing and it blinked right back.

The toad then proceeded to give off a croak, before jumping off the table and hopping towards the door. Somehow it managed to get the door open, and hop down the hall in the same direction Merlin just left in.

Arthur snapped out of his trance once the thing was out of his sight. The prince chased after it, managing to catch it between his two hands before it reached the stairs. He was happy at first that he caught it.

Then Arthur realized, he was touching the thing.

Surprisingly the thing didn't feel slimy at all like he was imagining but instead felt like dry leather. He also thought it would feel strange when you touched it, maybe a tingly feeling in his finger tips, but felt nothing.

Arthur held the thing as far away from his body as possible as he carried the toad back to his room to wait for Merlin.

He hoped he didn't get any warts from the thing; warts are very un princely.