Hi, dollsome. Nice to meet you. Followed copperiisulfate's link over here. howdy?
have some not-very-good but sorta entertaining cracky Merlin and Gwen banter. Er. Yes. *************
Merlin's walking down a hallway carrying some sheets to be laundered when a hand darts out of an abandoned room and drags him inside, the door clicking shut behind them.
"Asked about...oooh. ooh. Uh, yeah, let's see, Johnathan and Alexander from the stables gave me highfives and asked how it was, Catherine from laundry asked how long I'd been seeing you, and Jamie told me to make an honest woman of you. Jamie is terrifying, Gwen, she brandished a saucepan at me."
"This is what you get for playing Truth or Dare with knights. Why did you even play if you were just going to pick dare every single time? How did you even drag me into it?"
Really, he'd begged Gwen to play until Arthur had looked up and, eyes playful, said, well, Guinevere? Join us? and at that point Arthur'd get pouty if she refused and it looked kind of fun anyway.
"How was I supposed to know they'd decide I was hiding something and come up with increasing ridiculous dares to try to get me to choose truth? And come on, Gwen, it wasn't that bad." Gwen pauses, shifts her eyes and blushes, so he adds slightly desperately, "Wait. Gwen, it really wasn't that bad. Gwen. Was it?"
"Well, it was awful--" at Merlin's panicked eyes, she hastens to elaborate, "No, Merlin, I mean it wasn't good but it wasn't awful, I mean of course it wasn't awful, but you know I don't really think you that way, not to imply others wouldn't! I'm sure plenty of other people in the castle find you very attractive! You are attractive! But I don't mean, I'm not, uhm," and here she stops and looks meekly up at him, finally blushing properly. "What I mean is, it was awful Sebastian walked in on our, uhm, last minute in heaven. That was awful. Not Sebastian, though, he's lovely, and you're, uh, yes."
After accepting that blustered explanations were just Gwen's way after the first week of knowing her, Merlin just takes her monologue at face value of not awful, but getting walked in on sucked. "Right, Gwen. And who'd know Sebastian would be such a gossip? He sees us kissing drunkenly in a closet and decides we must be madly in love. Who even thinks that?"
"Twelve year olds? Like Sebastian?" Gwen suggests tentatively.
"Well, sure. But...it's not an accurate...you know, never mind. Actually, where the hell was Gwaine, wasn't he supposed to be guarding the door?"
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Date: 2011-06-23 04:26 am (UTC)have some not-very-good but sorta entertaining cracky Merlin and Gwen banter. Er. Yes.
*************
Merlin's walking down a hallway carrying some sheets to be laundered when a hand darts out of an abandoned room and drags him inside, the door clicking shut behind them.
"AH! Oh, Gwen, it's just you. Haha. Hahaha. Uhm, yes, hi?"
"Has anyone asked you about it yet?" she snaps.
"Asked about...oooh. ooh. Uh, yeah, let's see, Johnathan and Alexander from the stables gave me highfives and asked how it was, Catherine from laundry asked how long I'd been seeing you, and Jamie told me to make an honest woman of you. Jamie is terrifying, Gwen, she brandished a saucepan at me."
"This is what you get for playing Truth or Dare with knights. Why did you even play if you were just going to pick dare every single time? How did you even drag me into it?"
Really, he'd begged Gwen to play until Arthur had looked up and, eyes playful, said, well, Guinevere? Join us? and at that point Arthur'd get pouty if she refused and it looked kind of fun anyway.
"How was I supposed to know they'd decide I was hiding something and come up with increasing ridiculous dares to try to get me to choose truth? And come on, Gwen, it wasn't that bad."
Gwen pauses, shifts her eyes and blushes, so he adds slightly desperately, "Wait. Gwen, it really wasn't that bad. Gwen. Was it?"
"Well, it was awful--" at Merlin's panicked eyes, she hastens to elaborate, "No, Merlin, I mean it wasn't good but it wasn't awful, I mean of course it wasn't awful, but you know I don't really think you that way, not to imply others wouldn't! I'm sure plenty of other people in the castle find you very attractive! You are attractive! But I don't mean, I'm not, uhm," and here she stops and looks meekly up at him, finally blushing properly. "What I mean is, it was awful Sebastian walked in on our, uhm, last minute in heaven. That was awful. Not Sebastian, though, he's lovely, and you're, uh, yes."
After accepting that blustered explanations were just Gwen's way after the first week of knowing her, Merlin just takes her monologue at face value of not awful, but getting walked in on sucked.
"Right, Gwen. And who'd know Sebastian would be such a gossip? He sees us kissing drunkenly in a closet and decides we must be madly in love. Who even thinks that?"
"Twelve year olds? Like Sebastian?" Gwen suggests tentatively.
"Well, sure. But...it's not an accurate...you know, never mind. Actually, where the hell was Gwaine, wasn't he supposed to be guarding the door?"
"He got distracted by Percival streaking."