Fic - The Boy Next Door Series 64/? [Merlin]
I was supposed to write more chapters for this fic, otherwise I will run out of them by the weekend, but my third season of Supernatural just arrived and I'm going to watch it!
So forgive me if I don't update again tomorrow. I love Merlin and Arthur, but Dean Winchester still owns my heart!
cheers!
Title: 64. Archie (The Boy Next Door Series)
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Genre: Humor/General/Romance/GenderBender
Summary: “Why there’s an owl on my chair?”
Warning: Girl! Merlin; possibly out of character, but hopefully, only slightly.
Spoiler: none
Disclaimer: Sadly, they are not mine.
Notes: English is not my first language and I have no beta, so forgive any mistakes.
Masterlist
64. Archie
Next day starts normal enough for Merlin.
She showers and changes before descending the stairs to the kitchen for breakfast. Her mother is already up, having her morning cup of coffee. The only unusual thing in the scene is the tiny smirk she keeps trying to hide behind the mug.
Merlin frowns a little at the strange sight, but shrugs it off as she pours herself a glass of juice and pulls her chair to sit down.
She can’t sit, because there’s a white stuffed owl on her chair. What the hell?
Merlin looks up to her mother, completely puzzled and the older woman is grinning now. Maybe she should have wondered a little more about her strange behavior.
“What’s that?” She asks.
“It’s an owl.” Susan replies, biting her lip to not laugh out loud. Merlin rolls her eyes.
“Why there’s an owl on my chair?” She specifies because apparently her mother was feeling like playing dumb.
“Maybe you should check the card.” Susan suggests, eyes twinkling with mirth.
For the first time, Merlin notices the red envelope stuck under the owl’s wing. She takes the plush animal, sits down and opens the card.
Dear Merlin,
Morgana cleverly named the owl Archie. She said you’d get why. Regardless, I liked the name.
Arthur.
Again, the only thing Merlin could think is: What the hell? While her gaze shifts from the owl to the note and then back to the owl.
“I’ll be right back.” Merlin announces, standing up and stalking out of the house with Archie in hands.
When Andrew opens the door for Merlin, he has the same little smirk Susan had before. He must be in this too.
“He’s in his room.” Andrew says simply, stepping aside.
“Thanks.” Merlin makes a bee line to Arthur’s room.
She busts into his room without knocking, being only slightly distracted from her objective by the sight of a shirtless Arthur.
“Good Morning Merlin.” He says with a smirk and a too cheerful tone as he pulls a shirt over his head.
“What’s this?” She asks, waving the toy under his nose.
“An owl, obviously.” He says simply and Merlin huffs. Why was everyone treating her like a retarded?
“Thank you Captain Obvious! I hadn’t noticed!” She exclaims with sarcasm. “What I meant was: why did you feel the sudden urge to buy me a plush owl?”
“Well…” Arthur says, thoughtful. “You didn’t strike me as a teddy person.”
“Arthur!” Merlin cries out, frustrated. “You know what I mean.”
“Arthur decided he’s going to woo you.” Morgana says from the doorway.
Merlin stares at the girl, wide-eyed with shock. Morgana just smirks.
“What?”
“Well, Merlin…”Arthur starts, inflecting the first syllable of her name in that particular way of his that always drive her nuts, as he puts an arm over her shoulders.
“I warned you I wasn’t giving you up and I meant it. I want you back.” He smirks. “So, if you could, please just give in already and spare me the trouble? Because I normally get my way in the end.”
Merlin pulls away from him and glares. “You’re a prat!” She spats and stalks out of the room fuming.
“Nice move, sport.” Morgana comments, rolling her eyes in reproach after Merlin’s gone. “Piss off the girl you’re trying to win over. That’s definitely going to help.”
Arthur just smirks at his sister.
“Merlin calls me a prat when she knows I know I’m right and I’m being cocky and obnoxious about it.” He pulls his sweater on. “And also, if she was really mad she wouldn’t have taken Archie with her.”
Morgana chuckles as Arthur grins, smug. She had underestimated her brother’s cunning abilities.
xxx
part 65
EDIT:
Dude! Can't believe I forgot!
Visual aid!
Archie
So forgive me if I don't update again tomorrow. I love Merlin and Arthur, but Dean Winchester still owns my heart!
cheers!
Title: 64. Archie (The Boy Next Door Series)
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Genre: Humor/General/Romance/GenderBender
Summary: “Why there’s an owl on my chair?”
Warning: Girl! Merlin; possibly out of character, but hopefully, only slightly.
Spoiler: none
Disclaimer: Sadly, they are not mine.
Notes: English is not my first language and I have no beta, so forgive any mistakes.
Masterlist
64. Archie
Next day starts normal enough for Merlin.
She showers and changes before descending the stairs to the kitchen for breakfast. Her mother is already up, having her morning cup of coffee. The only unusual thing in the scene is the tiny smirk she keeps trying to hide behind the mug.
Merlin frowns a little at the strange sight, but shrugs it off as she pours herself a glass of juice and pulls her chair to sit down.
She can’t sit, because there’s a white stuffed owl on her chair. What the hell?
Merlin looks up to her mother, completely puzzled and the older woman is grinning now. Maybe she should have wondered a little more about her strange behavior.
“What’s that?” She asks.
“It’s an owl.” Susan replies, biting her lip to not laugh out loud. Merlin rolls her eyes.
“Why there’s an owl on my chair?” She specifies because apparently her mother was feeling like playing dumb.
“Maybe you should check the card.” Susan suggests, eyes twinkling with mirth.
For the first time, Merlin notices the red envelope stuck under the owl’s wing. She takes the plush animal, sits down and opens the card.
Dear Merlin,
Morgana cleverly named the owl Archie. She said you’d get why. Regardless, I liked the name.
Arthur.
Again, the only thing Merlin could think is: What the hell? While her gaze shifts from the owl to the note and then back to the owl.
“I’ll be right back.” Merlin announces, standing up and stalking out of the house with Archie in hands.
When Andrew opens the door for Merlin, he has the same little smirk Susan had before. He must be in this too.
“He’s in his room.” Andrew says simply, stepping aside.
“Thanks.” Merlin makes a bee line to Arthur’s room.
She busts into his room without knocking, being only slightly distracted from her objective by the sight of a shirtless Arthur.
“Good Morning Merlin.” He says with a smirk and a too cheerful tone as he pulls a shirt over his head.
“What’s this?” She asks, waving the toy under his nose.
“An owl, obviously.” He says simply and Merlin huffs. Why was everyone treating her like a retarded?
“Thank you Captain Obvious! I hadn’t noticed!” She exclaims with sarcasm. “What I meant was: why did you feel the sudden urge to buy me a plush owl?”
“Well…” Arthur says, thoughtful. “You didn’t strike me as a teddy person.”
“Arthur!” Merlin cries out, frustrated. “You know what I mean.”
“Arthur decided he’s going to woo you.” Morgana says from the doorway.
Merlin stares at the girl, wide-eyed with shock. Morgana just smirks.
“What?”
“Well, Merlin…”Arthur starts, inflecting the first syllable of her name in that particular way of his that always drive her nuts, as he puts an arm over her shoulders.
“I warned you I wasn’t giving you up and I meant it. I want you back.” He smirks. “So, if you could, please just give in already and spare me the trouble? Because I normally get my way in the end.”
Merlin pulls away from him and glares. “You’re a prat!” She spats and stalks out of the room fuming.
“Nice move, sport.” Morgana comments, rolling her eyes in reproach after Merlin’s gone. “Piss off the girl you’re trying to win over. That’s definitely going to help.”
Arthur just smirks at his sister.
“Merlin calls me a prat when she knows I know I’m right and I’m being cocky and obnoxious about it.” He pulls his sweater on. “And also, if she was really mad she wouldn’t have taken Archie with her.”
Morgana chuckles as Arthur grins, smug. She had underestimated her brother’s cunning abilities.
xxx
part 65
EDIT:
Dude! Can't believe I forgot!
Visual aid!
Archie
