A/N: This one is for Thelosthungergames, who wanted Mergana :) It's also a bit of a nod to a crack!fic I wrote called If You Could See How Ridiculous You Look. The rest of the requests are being worked on as we type! Hope you like it!
Morgana was up to her eyeballs in evil. Her plans were evil, her house reeked of evil (or possibly dry rot) and her fashion sense screamed: STICK ME ON A PYRE!
She grunted, watching spiders' webs crisscrossing across the ceiling. Gloomy. She needed sunshine…
Merlin was coming to kill her.
There she was: in purple, sitting amidst flowers, laughing; sunlight pouring down on her pale face. She looked so innocent, like her old self, that he could only watch in amazement for one drawn-out second.
He closed his mouth and left. He couldn't hurt her today; not looking like that.