A/N: Guys, I want it to be Saturday. Really badly. Even though I have to work eight hours. And it's going to end on a cliffhanger. I don't even care. I just want Saturday to come. Oh, and, my friend who likes to draw fantasy creatures drew a multiheaded snake for one of her villains, and I think I'm going to use it at some point. (She also gave me an alien monster-thing that I think is cool, so I guess we'll see what happens with that!) Um...yeah. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Rating: K+
Genre: Humor
Characters: Arthur, Merlin
Pairings: none
Warnings: mild language, magical mischief
Prompt: Grace (Let's Kill Hitler)
88. Grace
Arthur had gotten used to Merlin doing a lot of strange stuff over the years. Now that he was Camelot's Court Warlock, the weirdness increased tenfold.
Take today, for example, when Arthur burst into his friend's chambers and nearly got knocked unconscious by a broom whirling about the room of its own accord.
"What the hell are you doing?" he demanded.
"Redefining destiny ," Merlin shouted back. "What the hell are you doing?"
Arthur ducked a flying book. "You're going to break something!"
"Are you kidding me? I'm in a state of temporal grace!"
Arthur stared, completely dumbfounded. "'Temporal grace?'"
Cheers!
~Melpomene