14 Days of A/G:Fic:Why Don't You Do Right?
Title: Why Don't You Do Right?
Characters/Pairings: Arthur/Guinevere, Merlin, Morgana
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: I own nothing =[
Summary: Arthur’s and Gwen’s official first date and everything’s going wrong.
Word Count: 3,192
Author’s notes: for Camelot_love’s 14 days of love. Prompt was U-28 Arthur/Gwen trapped in an elevator. Merlin works in security. Morgana insists on being kept on speakerphone.(CRACK) and was prompted by mustbethursday3 ok so this is pretty, extremely silly really, but then it’s suppose to be right =P Anyway I hope some of you are on my crazy page of humour and find this entertaining xD
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Why Don't You Do Right?
“Well how was I to know that when it said swinger’s party, it didn’t mean swing music?” Arthur grumbled, running his hand through his blonde hair.
It was his first date, well first official date with Gwen and he had wanted to do something special, something memorable. So even though he wasn’t really much of a dancing man, he’d decided to take her to listen to some live swing music. Gwen was constantly playing Benny Goodman, the king of swing, while she cooked, bopping up and down to the music, swinging her arms this way and that, feet flapping in front of each other in time with the music. She said it reminded her of her mother, father and found childhood memories. Gwen had told Arthur many stories about how her mother would slap on an album, grab her father and then together they’d swing dance in the living room doing the most insane lifts she’d ever seen, while she clapped her hands; bopping to the music. Apparently her parents had been rather good, entering competitions and winning a few, she had their old trophies up on a self in her flat. Her mother had passed when Gwen was still very young but her father had only passed exactly a year ago, last week. So Arthur had thought it might cheer her up a bit to do something that held memories of them both and at the same time make new ones with him. Arthur had suspected the chances where he was going to make a fool of himself where high; but he thought it would be by his dancing and not this.
Arthur had known; he’d known something had been fishy when he’d picked that leaflet up off Gwen’s floor when she’d had her hands too full of shopping. It all seemed to perfect. “have a real swinging time” I mean what were the odds, but Arthur had just let it go, idiot that we was; thanking his lucky star that he now wouldn’t have to spend hours on the internet searching for a club. He’d even thought it was odd that Gwen had never mentioned the club before and in hindsight he really should have looked the party up anyway, because what he thought had been a swing music party had turned out to be a very, very,very different kind of swinging.
He will never forget the look of Gwen’s face as they walked into that room for as long as he will live. Her eyes had widened to the size of saucers, cheeks flushing, head immediately ducking to stare at the floor. Arthur had felt like dying, begging the lord to open up the ground and swallow him whole. Utter mortification! He’d really messed this one up. They’d retreated from that place as fast as they could, practically running to his car, eyes firmly fixed on the floor, not speaking to each other, not daring to, both far too embarrassed. Arthur had even avoided touching her, human contact was completely unwanted at this moment in time; bleach however was required, strong bleach to wash those sights out of his eyes. By the way Gwen had crossed her arms tightly over her chest and stared straight ahead, he supposed she was feeling the exact same thing as him and probably thinking he was an utter whack job and never wanted to see him again…great.
Arthur’s thoughts had been so focused on Gwen and trying to suss out from sly glances at her, how she felt about the whole thing, if she wanted to kill him, that he hadn’t even noticed till he’d stopped the car that he’d driven them to his hotel, well technically it was his father’s hotel as he owned the place but Arthur was currently residing in the penthouse suite. Gwen hadn’t said anything though, merely gotten out of the car, mumbling a thank you when he opened the door to the entrance for her; her first words to him since the fiasco. It had been while they where riding the elevator up to the top of the building that Arthur had finally broken the silence, unable to take it any longer, wanting to know how she felt about the whole situation, if she was mad, hated him.
Gwen suddenly threw her head in her hands, after he had spoken, her hands hiding her face from view as her shoulders began shaking vigorously. O god Arthur thought, she’s crying, shit, what do I do? What do I do? Arthur reached out a hand to touch her shoulder hesitantly.
“I’m soooo…” but Arthur never got the chance to say just how sorry he was because just at that moment Gwen’s face emerged from her hands and looked at him. There were tears glistening down her checks but Arthur could see that it was not from sadness like he thought, but rather from laughing, she was laughing. Relief washed through him as Gwen spoke breathlessly.
“You should have seen your face when we walked in there….”
“My face what about yours!!! You looked like you’d just lost a part of your innocence.” Arthur suddenly feeling a lot more at eased; bantered back. The small elevator space no longer held any tension.
“I did, I felt violated Mr. Pendragon.”
“You what about ME?? I’m the one that woman with the whip, dressed in leather was eyeing up!”
“Don’t forget about that man dressed in the pink tu-tu, he had an eye on you as well.”
Arthur shuddered.
“O god, don’t remind me.”
Gwen went in to another round of hysterics, bending over double as she clutched her side. Arthur joined in, feeling a lot happier and less worried over the situation. Their hysterical laughing however was brought to a direct halt when there was a strange rumbling noise and then a screeching sound as the elevator came to an abrupt halt, making their stomach’s lurch. Arthur looked around the elevator as if he could solve the problem by just staring at the walls. Gwen, once recovering from the initial shock, made her way over the buttons and pressed the floor number again…nothing happened.
“I think we’re stuck” Gwen said rationally, looking at Arthur.
“Great” Arthur huffed “I told my father this elevator was dodgy.”
“Just be grateful you’re stuck in here with me and not tu-tu man” She threw Arthur an amused smile, laughing as he got down on his knees, pressing his hands together in prayer and thanking god. Gwen pressed the red button with the speaker symbol and spoke clearly into the speaker.
“Hello.”
Nobody answered, she tried again.
“Hello is anyone there? We’re stuck.”
Arthur getting up off his knees came to stand by Gwen. Gwen looked up at him; brown eyes confused and shrugged her shoulders.
“No one’s there.”
Arthur shook his head, brows furrowing.
“There should be, we have employees here around the clock, security guard should at least be here…today’s….oh wait a second, its Friday isn’t it?”
“Yes…” replied Gwen hesitantly, praying that the next words coming out of Arthur mouth weren’t “we’re stuck here till…..” Thankfully they weren’t instead it was one words, two syllables.
“Merlin” Arthur rolled his eyes, sighing. Then reaching into his back pocket he withdrew his mobile, flicking it open and tapping the keys, throwing Gwen an apologetic look as he waited for the other end to pick up. Gwen leant against the wall, one hand playing with a free curl that was dangling down. Arthur pacing back and forth, phone held tightly to his ear began mumbling as the wait grew longer.
“Bloody fool, where is he? He’s supposed to be here, what the hell does he think he gets paid to do?”
Then Merlin’s voice was ringing in his ears.
“Hi….”
“Merlin”
“You’ve reached the magical land of Merlin”
“Merlin, shut up what do you think….”
“I’m not able to answer the phone right now, but leave a message and I’ll get back to you as quick as a flash…BEEP.”
“Merlin, I’m going to rip your lungs out, how many times have I told you to keep this DAMN PHONE ON!! And where the HELL ARE YOU?!?!?! WHY ARE YOU NOT AT YOUR POST?!?! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE A SECURITY GUARD! I DON’T FEEL VERY SECURE HERE!! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE NOW!!!! Guinevere and I are stuck in this GOD FORSAKEN elevator and I’d like to get out of here before we start turning CANNIBALISTIC!!!!”
Arthur flipped his phone shut and shoved it back in his pocket hard.
“Bloody idiot,” he grumbled. Gwen from her spot looked at Arthur amusedly, shaking her head at him, eyebrows raised.
“Cannibalistic??”
Arthur sheepishly grinned at her.
“Well maybe that was a slight exaggeration.”
“Just a little,” she sarcastically responded, sliding her way down the wall till her bottom hit the floor and then stretched her legs out.
“But you know Merlin works best under fear,” Arthur said leaning against the opposite wall and looking down at Gwen, smirking. Gwen rolled her eyes up at him; laughing a little then Gwen patted the spot next to her, beckoning Arthur to join her.
“Might as well get comfortable,” she reasoned. Arthur plopped down next to her, knocking his feet against hers in a playful gesture.
“We’ll no doubt be in for a long wait, what with Merlin being on duty.”
“Aww that’s not fair, I’m sure he’ll save us.”
“Merlin save us…sure,” Arthur rolled his eyes; Gwen bopped him with her shoulder.
“I’m sure he’s saved you plenty of times, half the time without you even knowing it!”
Arthur tuned to look at Gwen, eyebrows raised, a smirk on his lips.
“In what world would that ever happened?” Gwen flicked her eyes to the heavens, sighing. He always had to have the last word when it came to Merlin. Time passed by, while they entertained themselves with silly games like who can hold their breath the longest and the I never game…though they didn’t have alcohol to drink so instead they used the jelly beans Gwen had in her bag. The clock ticking down until…
“Guys?” a new voice crackled into the air, a voice they both recognised.
“MERLIN.” They cried out in unison.
“Yes it’s me” Merlin sounded strange and not just because the speaker muffled his voice. He sounded strained as if he was struggling with something.
“WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!?” Arthur demanded.
“He’s bEEn wiiitthhhH MmeeeE” a second voice came wafting though the speakerphone, a higher pitched one.
Gwen looking up at the speaker as if she could see through it spoke hesitantly.
“Morgana?”
“YES!” Morgana shrieked out delighted, so high in pitch that the speaker let out a lot of feedback making Arthur and Gwen flinch.
“Are you drunk?” Arthur inquired his tone un-impressed and edgy.
“Em not duuuuuunnnnnnnkkkk…nooooo…noom,noom, noom, noom,” Morgana giggled erratically.
“Un-believable,” Arthur mumbled throwing his hands up to the heavens. Gwen sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. Morgana had been on a bit of a downward spiral lately ever since the news she had a half sister Morgause had come out, along with a few more other dirty secrets and that had been kept from her by Uther.
They heard a shuffle, an ompth and weeeee and then Merlin’s voice once more.
“Hi look I’m trying to get the elevator working but it’s a bit difficult, and…Morgana no don’t touch that…yes anyway I’ve got the manual….”
“Ooo erlin…ooouuu got pwety eyes, have I ever told ouuu that, they sooo bluuue, OOOOOOO now they loke goooooldddddd.”
“Bloody hell, how much did she have?” Arthur enquired, looking baffled into the speaker.
“Ummm I don’t know, I got a call from her about two hours ago and she was rambling on, I couldn’t make out half the things she was saying she was slurring so much and then she said she had to go because this guy…umm Alvarr I think his name was going to take her away.”
Gwen closed her eyes, sighing deeply while Arthur jaw clenched and his hands clenched into fists.
“So I got her to tell me where she was and promise not to go anywhere and I went after her, she was like this when I found her, I tired to take her home…”
“Nevarrr going buckk oooo uther, I haavvee no ‘ome” and then the sounds of her sobs and Merlin soft soothing hushes came floating though.
“Morgana come on, you have us,” Gwen soothed, trying to keep her voice as cheery as possible.
Morgana laughed, full on laughed and the sounds of Merlin gasping for air as Morgana hugged him tightly joined in with her giggles.
“Ooouu right gggggggwwweeen, I have ooouu guys, all I need, I wuvv you guys.”
Gwen smiled slightly, a hidden concern behind her lips. Arthur rolled his eyes in exasperation but both where glad that she stopped crying and was back into a more joyful drunken state.
“We love you too,” Gwen replied back, keeping her voice light, void of the concern about her rapidly changing moods that had become increasingly worrying over the weeks.
“So as I was saying,” Merlin continued “I have the manual but it’s going to take me a while.”
“Well we’re not going anywhere,” Arthur flippantly remarked making Morgana laugh hysterically.
“Coz you tuck.”
“State the bleeding obvious,” Arthur whispered so only Gwen could hear, making her smile, push his shoulder good-humouredly and whisper shhhhhhhhsssss back at him.
“Don’t orry Gwen, I heard the message he sent erlin and I’m gunna stey on here all the time, on’t let him eat ouu, DON’T OUU EaT UUURR ARTHUR, she me est friend.”
Gwen laughed throwing Arthur an amused look. Arthur just shook his head but a smirk could be seen forming on his lips.
“You don’t have to Morgana I think I’ll be fine, why don’t you go have a rest on one of the lounge couches.”
“NO iii ooont leeeeaaaVVVE oooUUU.”
“Don’t bother arguing with her Gwen, you don’t know how long it took me to convince her I was not trying to poison her with the coffee and even when I had, she wouldn’t drink it.” Merlin chipped in.
Morgana tittered into the speaker and then hiccupped.
Arthur was wringing his hands through his hair.
“With those two trying to help us, we’ll be lucky if we don’t die in here,” Gwen pattered his back reassuringly.
“Nooo on ever really ies, not like movies, en they alllllwaysss Do, and it’s blllooooodddddy, like in resident evil when she rys to get out and she’s half way but gets tuck and elevator drops and er head comes off and everyone else dies when hey hit floor.”
Arthur groaned, tugging at his hair while Gwen muffled her laughs by burrowing her lips into the material of his shirt.
“That’s very reassuring Morgana thank you so much for that.” Arthur sarcastically threw out, but Morgana’s current state of intoxication missed the implication and she merely sniggered.
“Oooo eeeeaaaarrr.”
Gwen looked up into the speakerphone.
“What is it?”
“Ii eeed to peee,” Morgana called back. Arthur groaned.
“Not surprised with all that drink you must have downed,” he responded.
“I really need to go,” Morgana called back, they could hear the pitter patter of her feet, she must be jigging around Gwen thought.
“Well then go for god’s sake!”
“I can’t go here Arthur that’s sick, ouuu ick!”
“NOT HERE!!” Arthur bellowed outraged.
“I think he means go to the toilet,” Gwen reasoned, shaking her head at Arthur in a warning manner mouthing “patience with her” at him.
“Iiii cannn’’t. I cannn’t leeeave oooouuu alone.”
“I’ll be fine.” Gwen’s voice was soft, smooth, persuading. The kind of voice you use when you’re talking to an irrational child. How she managed to remain so calm amazed Arthur, he was already at his wits end. He’d seen Morgana in this state one too many times and while he was concerned about her and had for the first few times been as patient and loving as he could, he’d had enough. Gwen however had seen her like this far more than anyone else and yet she still was as patient and kind as the first time. She was a god damn saint if you asked Arthur.
“Ooooo I eve an idea hang on,” Morgana sing songed out, disregarding Gwen’s comment.
Arthur and Gwen heard the muffled voices of Merlin and Morgana exchanging words but they couldn’t make out what was being said, then there was silence.
“Maybe she exhausted herself and just collapsed” Arthur suggested after a few minutes had passed and Morgana’s drunken slurred voice did not return. Gwen was starting to think the same thing, but just as she was about to speak there was the familiar ring tone of “I’m a bitch” by Meredith Brooks, Morgana’s personalised ring tone on Merlin’s phone, she’d picked it herself floating in the air and the next thing Morgana’s voice was speaking again.
“Hi.”
“Hello,” Gwen answer backed, not sure what else to say after.
“Told ouu I wouuudn’t eevvee oouuu.”
Morgana sounded slightly breathless as if she’d been running somewhere and her voice was echoey for some reason. Arthur’s brows furrowed as he inquired.
“Where are you?”
At that moment a trickle began, the sound of running water and then it hit them both.
“OMG,” Arthur exclaimed covering his ears “I REALLY, REALLY DON’T NEED TO HEAR THIS!!!”
“Ooopp being a babbbby,” Morgana garbled out.
Gwen began laughing loudly as Arthur staring sinning to himself.
“LA…LA…LA...LA…LA...LA…LA….LA…LA.”
The sound of flushing and then water running after came through the speaker but Arthur’s La’s and Gwen laughing drowned out the sound.
“On my ‘ay buck noooow,” Morgana happily called out, completely un-phased.
“GREAT! Can’t bloody wait!” Arthur growled out through gritted teeth his hands still clasped to his ears. Gwen threw a hand over her mouth smothering her giggling.
“Don’t know what you’re laughing about my eyes have been violated tonight already and now so have my ears!”
Gwen giggled harder and flashed him a smile before she spoke half laughing through her words.
“One thing’s for sure this is certainly turning out to be a memorable evening, first my boyfriend takes me to a swingers’ club and then we get stuck in an elevator, then we get to listen to Morgana pee, fabulous first date” Gwen chuckled lightly as Arthur put his head in his hands, shaking it. Gwen shuffled in closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder making Arthur pop his head back up and look down at her. Gwen smiled up at him softly.
“But if I was going to go through this with anyone I wouldn’t want to do with anyone else,” she threw up, voice sweet and jokily.
Arthur smirked and threw his arm around her shoulders, bringing her into him more tightly as she snuggled her head into the crook of his neck planting a kiss there. Arthur rested his head against hers, kissing into her curls. Things could be worse he supposed.
“AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” Merlin and Morgana chorused together. Arthur let out an exasperated sigh.
Characters/Pairings: Arthur/Guinevere, Merlin, Morgana
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: I own nothing =[
Summary: Arthur’s and Gwen’s official first date and everything’s going wrong.
Word Count: 3,192
Author’s notes: for Camelot_love’s 14 days of love. Prompt was U-28 Arthur/Gwen trapped in an elevator. Merlin works in security. Morgana insists on being kept on speakerphone.(CRACK) and was prompted by mustbethursday3 ok so this is pretty, extremely silly really, but then it’s suppose to be right =P Anyway I hope some of you are on my crazy page of humour and find this entertaining xD
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Why Don't You Do Right?
“Well how was I to know that when it said swinger’s party, it didn’t mean swing music?” Arthur grumbled, running his hand through his blonde hair.
It was his first date, well first official date with Gwen and he had wanted to do something special, something memorable. So even though he wasn’t really much of a dancing man, he’d decided to take her to listen to some live swing music. Gwen was constantly playing Benny Goodman, the king of swing, while she cooked, bopping up and down to the music, swinging her arms this way and that, feet flapping in front of each other in time with the music. She said it reminded her of her mother, father and found childhood memories. Gwen had told Arthur many stories about how her mother would slap on an album, grab her father and then together they’d swing dance in the living room doing the most insane lifts she’d ever seen, while she clapped her hands; bopping to the music. Apparently her parents had been rather good, entering competitions and winning a few, she had their old trophies up on a self in her flat. Her mother had passed when Gwen was still very young but her father had only passed exactly a year ago, last week. So Arthur had thought it might cheer her up a bit to do something that held memories of them both and at the same time make new ones with him. Arthur had suspected the chances where he was going to make a fool of himself where high; but he thought it would be by his dancing and not this.
Arthur had known; he’d known something had been fishy when he’d picked that leaflet up off Gwen’s floor when she’d had her hands too full of shopping. It all seemed to perfect. “have a real swinging time” I mean what were the odds, but Arthur had just let it go, idiot that we was; thanking his lucky star that he now wouldn’t have to spend hours on the internet searching for a club. He’d even thought it was odd that Gwen had never mentioned the club before and in hindsight he really should have looked the party up anyway, because what he thought had been a swing music party had turned out to be a very, very,very different kind of swinging.
He will never forget the look of Gwen’s face as they walked into that room for as long as he will live. Her eyes had widened to the size of saucers, cheeks flushing, head immediately ducking to stare at the floor. Arthur had felt like dying, begging the lord to open up the ground and swallow him whole. Utter mortification! He’d really messed this one up. They’d retreated from that place as fast as they could, practically running to his car, eyes firmly fixed on the floor, not speaking to each other, not daring to, both far too embarrassed. Arthur had even avoided touching her, human contact was completely unwanted at this moment in time; bleach however was required, strong bleach to wash those sights out of his eyes. By the way Gwen had crossed her arms tightly over her chest and stared straight ahead, he supposed she was feeling the exact same thing as him and probably thinking he was an utter whack job and never wanted to see him again…great.
Arthur’s thoughts had been so focused on Gwen and trying to suss out from sly glances at her, how she felt about the whole thing, if she wanted to kill him, that he hadn’t even noticed till he’d stopped the car that he’d driven them to his hotel, well technically it was his father’s hotel as he owned the place but Arthur was currently residing in the penthouse suite. Gwen hadn’t said anything though, merely gotten out of the car, mumbling a thank you when he opened the door to the entrance for her; her first words to him since the fiasco. It had been while they where riding the elevator up to the top of the building that Arthur had finally broken the silence, unable to take it any longer, wanting to know how she felt about the whole situation, if she was mad, hated him.
Gwen suddenly threw her head in her hands, after he had spoken, her hands hiding her face from view as her shoulders began shaking vigorously. O god Arthur thought, she’s crying, shit, what do I do? What do I do? Arthur reached out a hand to touch her shoulder hesitantly.
“I’m soooo…” but Arthur never got the chance to say just how sorry he was because just at that moment Gwen’s face emerged from her hands and looked at him. There were tears glistening down her checks but Arthur could see that it was not from sadness like he thought, but rather from laughing, she was laughing. Relief washed through him as Gwen spoke breathlessly.
“You should have seen your face when we walked in there….”
“My face what about yours!!! You looked like you’d just lost a part of your innocence.” Arthur suddenly feeling a lot more at eased; bantered back. The small elevator space no longer held any tension.
“I did, I felt violated Mr. Pendragon.”
“You what about ME?? I’m the one that woman with the whip, dressed in leather was eyeing up!”
“Don’t forget about that man dressed in the pink tu-tu, he had an eye on you as well.”
Arthur shuddered.
“O god, don’t remind me.”
Gwen went in to another round of hysterics, bending over double as she clutched her side. Arthur joined in, feeling a lot happier and less worried over the situation. Their hysterical laughing however was brought to a direct halt when there was a strange rumbling noise and then a screeching sound as the elevator came to an abrupt halt, making their stomach’s lurch. Arthur looked around the elevator as if he could solve the problem by just staring at the walls. Gwen, once recovering from the initial shock, made her way over the buttons and pressed the floor number again…nothing happened.
“I think we’re stuck” Gwen said rationally, looking at Arthur.
“Great” Arthur huffed “I told my father this elevator was dodgy.”
“Just be grateful you’re stuck in here with me and not tu-tu man” She threw Arthur an amused smile, laughing as he got down on his knees, pressing his hands together in prayer and thanking god. Gwen pressed the red button with the speaker symbol and spoke clearly into the speaker.
“Hello.”
Nobody answered, she tried again.
“Hello is anyone there? We’re stuck.”
Arthur getting up off his knees came to stand by Gwen. Gwen looked up at him; brown eyes confused and shrugged her shoulders.
“No one’s there.”
Arthur shook his head, brows furrowing.
“There should be, we have employees here around the clock, security guard should at least be here…today’s….oh wait a second, its Friday isn’t it?”
“Yes…” replied Gwen hesitantly, praying that the next words coming out of Arthur mouth weren’t “we’re stuck here till…..” Thankfully they weren’t instead it was one words, two syllables.
“Merlin” Arthur rolled his eyes, sighing. Then reaching into his back pocket he withdrew his mobile, flicking it open and tapping the keys, throwing Gwen an apologetic look as he waited for the other end to pick up. Gwen leant against the wall, one hand playing with a free curl that was dangling down. Arthur pacing back and forth, phone held tightly to his ear began mumbling as the wait grew longer.
“Bloody fool, where is he? He’s supposed to be here, what the hell does he think he gets paid to do?”
Then Merlin’s voice was ringing in his ears.
“Hi….”
“Merlin”
“You’ve reached the magical land of Merlin”
“Merlin, shut up what do you think….”
“I’m not able to answer the phone right now, but leave a message and I’ll get back to you as quick as a flash…BEEP.”
“Merlin, I’m going to rip your lungs out, how many times have I told you to keep this DAMN PHONE ON!! And where the HELL ARE YOU?!?!?! WHY ARE YOU NOT AT YOUR POST?!?! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE A SECURITY GUARD! I DON’T FEEL VERY SECURE HERE!! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE NOW!!!! Guinevere and I are stuck in this GOD FORSAKEN elevator and I’d like to get out of here before we start turning CANNIBALISTIC!!!!”
Arthur flipped his phone shut and shoved it back in his pocket hard.
“Bloody idiot,” he grumbled. Gwen from her spot looked at Arthur amusedly, shaking her head at him, eyebrows raised.
“Cannibalistic??”
Arthur sheepishly grinned at her.
“Well maybe that was a slight exaggeration.”
“Just a little,” she sarcastically responded, sliding her way down the wall till her bottom hit the floor and then stretched her legs out.
“But you know Merlin works best under fear,” Arthur said leaning against the opposite wall and looking down at Gwen, smirking. Gwen rolled her eyes up at him; laughing a little then Gwen patted the spot next to her, beckoning Arthur to join her.
“Might as well get comfortable,” she reasoned. Arthur plopped down next to her, knocking his feet against hers in a playful gesture.
“We’ll no doubt be in for a long wait, what with Merlin being on duty.”
“Aww that’s not fair, I’m sure he’ll save us.”
“Merlin save us…sure,” Arthur rolled his eyes; Gwen bopped him with her shoulder.
“I’m sure he’s saved you plenty of times, half the time without you even knowing it!”
Arthur tuned to look at Gwen, eyebrows raised, a smirk on his lips.
“In what world would that ever happened?” Gwen flicked her eyes to the heavens, sighing. He always had to have the last word when it came to Merlin. Time passed by, while they entertained themselves with silly games like who can hold their breath the longest and the I never game…though they didn’t have alcohol to drink so instead they used the jelly beans Gwen had in her bag. The clock ticking down until…
“Guys?” a new voice crackled into the air, a voice they both recognised.
“MERLIN.” They cried out in unison.
“Yes it’s me” Merlin sounded strange and not just because the speaker muffled his voice. He sounded strained as if he was struggling with something.
“WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!?” Arthur demanded.
“He’s bEEn wiiitthhhH MmeeeE” a second voice came wafting though the speakerphone, a higher pitched one.
Gwen looking up at the speaker as if she could see through it spoke hesitantly.
“Morgana?”
“YES!” Morgana shrieked out delighted, so high in pitch that the speaker let out a lot of feedback making Arthur and Gwen flinch.
“Are you drunk?” Arthur inquired his tone un-impressed and edgy.
“Em not duuuuuunnnnnnnkkkk…nooooo…noom,noom, noom, noom,” Morgana giggled erratically.
“Un-believable,” Arthur mumbled throwing his hands up to the heavens. Gwen sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. Morgana had been on a bit of a downward spiral lately ever since the news she had a half sister Morgause had come out, along with a few more other dirty secrets and that had been kept from her by Uther.
They heard a shuffle, an ompth and weeeee and then Merlin’s voice once more.
“Hi look I’m trying to get the elevator working but it’s a bit difficult, and…Morgana no don’t touch that…yes anyway I’ve got the manual….”
“Ooo erlin…ooouuu got pwety eyes, have I ever told ouuu that, they sooo bluuue, OOOOOOO now they loke goooooldddddd.”
“Bloody hell, how much did she have?” Arthur enquired, looking baffled into the speaker.
“Ummm I don’t know, I got a call from her about two hours ago and she was rambling on, I couldn’t make out half the things she was saying she was slurring so much and then she said she had to go because this guy…umm Alvarr I think his name was going to take her away.”
Gwen closed her eyes, sighing deeply while Arthur jaw clenched and his hands clenched into fists.
“So I got her to tell me where she was and promise not to go anywhere and I went after her, she was like this when I found her, I tired to take her home…”
“Nevarrr going buckk oooo uther, I haavvee no ‘ome” and then the sounds of her sobs and Merlin soft soothing hushes came floating though.
“Morgana come on, you have us,” Gwen soothed, trying to keep her voice as cheery as possible.
Morgana laughed, full on laughed and the sounds of Merlin gasping for air as Morgana hugged him tightly joined in with her giggles.
“Ooouu right gggggggwwweeen, I have ooouu guys, all I need, I wuvv you guys.”
Gwen smiled slightly, a hidden concern behind her lips. Arthur rolled his eyes in exasperation but both where glad that she stopped crying and was back into a more joyful drunken state.
“We love you too,” Gwen replied back, keeping her voice light, void of the concern about her rapidly changing moods that had become increasingly worrying over the weeks.
“So as I was saying,” Merlin continued “I have the manual but it’s going to take me a while.”
“Well we’re not going anywhere,” Arthur flippantly remarked making Morgana laugh hysterically.
“Coz you tuck.”
“State the bleeding obvious,” Arthur whispered so only Gwen could hear, making her smile, push his shoulder good-humouredly and whisper shhhhhhhhsssss back at him.
“Don’t orry Gwen, I heard the message he sent erlin and I’m gunna stey on here all the time, on’t let him eat ouu, DON’T OUU EaT UUURR ARTHUR, she me est friend.”
Gwen laughed throwing Arthur an amused look. Arthur just shook his head but a smirk could be seen forming on his lips.
“You don’t have to Morgana I think I’ll be fine, why don’t you go have a rest on one of the lounge couches.”
“NO iii ooont leeeeaaaVVVE oooUUU.”
“Don’t bother arguing with her Gwen, you don’t know how long it took me to convince her I was not trying to poison her with the coffee and even when I had, she wouldn’t drink it.” Merlin chipped in.
Morgana tittered into the speaker and then hiccupped.
Arthur was wringing his hands through his hair.
“With those two trying to help us, we’ll be lucky if we don’t die in here,” Gwen pattered his back reassuringly.
“Nooo on ever really ies, not like movies, en they alllllwaysss Do, and it’s blllooooodddddy, like in resident evil when she rys to get out and she’s half way but gets tuck and elevator drops and er head comes off and everyone else dies when hey hit floor.”
Arthur groaned, tugging at his hair while Gwen muffled her laughs by burrowing her lips into the material of his shirt.
“That’s very reassuring Morgana thank you so much for that.” Arthur sarcastically threw out, but Morgana’s current state of intoxication missed the implication and she merely sniggered.
“Oooo eeeeaaaarrr.”
Gwen looked up into the speakerphone.
“What is it?”
“Ii eeed to peee,” Morgana called back. Arthur groaned.
“Not surprised with all that drink you must have downed,” he responded.
“I really need to go,” Morgana called back, they could hear the pitter patter of her feet, she must be jigging around Gwen thought.
“Well then go for god’s sake!”
“I can’t go here Arthur that’s sick, ouuu ick!”
“NOT HERE!!” Arthur bellowed outraged.
“I think he means go to the toilet,” Gwen reasoned, shaking her head at Arthur in a warning manner mouthing “patience with her” at him.
“Iiii cannn’’t. I cannn’t leeeave oooouuu alone.”
“I’ll be fine.” Gwen’s voice was soft, smooth, persuading. The kind of voice you use when you’re talking to an irrational child. How she managed to remain so calm amazed Arthur, he was already at his wits end. He’d seen Morgana in this state one too many times and while he was concerned about her and had for the first few times been as patient and loving as he could, he’d had enough. Gwen however had seen her like this far more than anyone else and yet she still was as patient and kind as the first time. She was a god damn saint if you asked Arthur.
“Ooooo I eve an idea hang on,” Morgana sing songed out, disregarding Gwen’s comment.
Arthur and Gwen heard the muffled voices of Merlin and Morgana exchanging words but they couldn’t make out what was being said, then there was silence.
“Maybe she exhausted herself and just collapsed” Arthur suggested after a few minutes had passed and Morgana’s drunken slurred voice did not return. Gwen was starting to think the same thing, but just as she was about to speak there was the familiar ring tone of “I’m a bitch” by Meredith Brooks, Morgana’s personalised ring tone on Merlin’s phone, she’d picked it herself floating in the air and the next thing Morgana’s voice was speaking again.
“Hi.”
“Hello,” Gwen answer backed, not sure what else to say after.
“Told ouu I wouuudn’t eevvee oouuu.”
Morgana sounded slightly breathless as if she’d been running somewhere and her voice was echoey for some reason. Arthur’s brows furrowed as he inquired.
“Where are you?”
At that moment a trickle began, the sound of running water and then it hit them both.
“OMG,” Arthur exclaimed covering his ears “I REALLY, REALLY DON’T NEED TO HEAR THIS!!!”
“Ooopp being a babbbby,” Morgana garbled out.
Gwen began laughing loudly as Arthur staring sinning to himself.
“LA…LA…LA...LA…LA...LA…LA….LA…LA.”
The sound of flushing and then water running after came through the speaker but Arthur’s La’s and Gwen laughing drowned out the sound.
“On my ‘ay buck noooow,” Morgana happily called out, completely un-phased.
“GREAT! Can’t bloody wait!” Arthur growled out through gritted teeth his hands still clasped to his ears. Gwen threw a hand over her mouth smothering her giggling.
“Don’t know what you’re laughing about my eyes have been violated tonight already and now so have my ears!”
Gwen giggled harder and flashed him a smile before she spoke half laughing through her words.
“One thing’s for sure this is certainly turning out to be a memorable evening, first my boyfriend takes me to a swingers’ club and then we get stuck in an elevator, then we get to listen to Morgana pee, fabulous first date” Gwen chuckled lightly as Arthur put his head in his hands, shaking it. Gwen shuffled in closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder making Arthur pop his head back up and look down at her. Gwen smiled up at him softly.
“But if I was going to go through this with anyone I wouldn’t want to do with anyone else,” she threw up, voice sweet and jokily.
Arthur smirked and threw his arm around her shoulders, bringing her into him more tightly as she snuggled her head into the crook of his neck planting a kiss there. Arthur rested his head against hers, kissing into her curls. Things could be worse he supposed.
“AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” Merlin and Morgana chorused together. Arthur let out an exasperated sigh.