A/N: Hey, guys! Okay, so I'm assuming that y'all are rather familiar with my BFF, Lassie. (Our group all got semi-addicted to Psych a year ago [that's what I do; get my friends obsessed with good tv. This year it's Merlin. :P] and the nickname just kind of stuck.) Anyway. Lassie is my number one muse, and the biggest source of random awesomesauce in my life. She's also very good friends with my younger sister, and many of our late-night group chats on Gmail wind up getting turned into a drabble at some point. (Read: #13.) This little gem came from my sister insisting I write something about Glee. Crackiest thing I have ever written in my life. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of it.
Rating: K+
Genre: Humor
Characters: Arthur, Merlin, Uther
Pairings: none
Warnings: mild language, Mac!Uther, Gleek!Uther
Prompts: Music (Don't Stop Believing)
45. Music
For the past three nights, strange noises had been reportedly heard around the castle. Tonight, Arthur had dispatched himself and Merlin to find out what exactly they were.
"What—is that music?" Merlin asked, his ear pressed against a goblet, which was pressed against a wall. Arthur raised an eyebrow.
"Not like any I've heard. Bloody hell, is it coming from my father's chambers?"
It was.
Uther looked up guiltily from his desk, where he had been staring intently at Merlin's futuristic silver box.
"I, uh…"
"Merlin, what did you do?"
He flinched. "I believe they call it 'Glee,' Sire.
Cheers!
~Melpomene