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crack_van2010-07-12 11:48 pm
Rules of Engagement by seaouryou (PG)
Fandom: MERLIN
Pairing: Arthur/Gwen/Merlin/Morgana
Length: Around 2k
Author on LJ:
seaouryou
Author Website:
herostratic
Why this must be read:
This fic had me laughing out loud and after the end of Series 2, I needed the laugh. Because, Gwen wanders around the castle looking melancholy in the best possible lighting. Because Morgana has declared herself an enemy of Camelot, but they hardly need the help. Because Arthur's not really sure who he's jealous of. And because Merlin, being Merlin, is always able to find something to have a breakdown over.
Arthur wasn't sure what had roused him from sleep, but he jolted right awake when he realized the Gwen that was standing by the bed, hovering over him, was not in fact a dream. He hitched his sheet a little farther up his bare chest.
"Gwen! What are you doing?!"
"You know you call Merlin's name a lot in your sleep," Gwen commented.
"What? No I don't."
"Yes you do, I just heard you."
"I must have been sleep-rebuking. What are you doing here?"
"I would always stay close by while Morgana was sleeping, in case she needed comforting in the middle of the night." Gwen's bottom lip trembled.
"Uh..." Arthur said, trying to think of a change of topic. He glanced around his room, and noticed that there was a sharp increase in the flower content since he went to bed. "Gwen, why does every surface have flower arrangements on it?"
"I guess I was overcompensating," Gwen said, looking around as well. "But... I always used to bring Morgana flowers..."
Most people looked horrible when they cried. Their faces would screw up and get all blotchy and just generally unpleasant. Gwen's eyes glistened.
"Uh..." Arthur said, because he really didn't like to see Gwen cry, no matter how attractively she did it. "Do you want to go polish my boots?"
Rules of Engagement
Pairing: Arthur/Gwen/Merlin/Morgana
Length: Around 2k
Author on LJ:
Author Website:
Why this must be read:
This fic had me laughing out loud and after the end of Series 2, I needed the laugh. Because, Gwen wanders around the castle looking melancholy in the best possible lighting. Because Morgana has declared herself an enemy of Camelot, but they hardly need the help. Because Arthur's not really sure who he's jealous of. And because Merlin, being Merlin, is always able to find something to have a breakdown over.
Arthur wasn't sure what had roused him from sleep, but he jolted right awake when he realized the Gwen that was standing by the bed, hovering over him, was not in fact a dream. He hitched his sheet a little farther up his bare chest.
"Gwen! What are you doing?!"
"You know you call Merlin's name a lot in your sleep," Gwen commented.
"What? No I don't."
"Yes you do, I just heard you."
"I must have been sleep-rebuking. What are you doing here?"
"I would always stay close by while Morgana was sleeping, in case she needed comforting in the middle of the night." Gwen's bottom lip trembled.
"Uh..." Arthur said, trying to think of a change of topic. He glanced around his room, and noticed that there was a sharp increase in the flower content since he went to bed. "Gwen, why does every surface have flower arrangements on it?"
"I guess I was overcompensating," Gwen said, looking around as well. "But... I always used to bring Morgana flowers..."
Most people looked horrible when they cried. Their faces would screw up and get all blotchy and just generally unpleasant. Gwen's eyes glistened.
"Uh..." Arthur said, because he really didn't like to see Gwen cry, no matter how attractively she did it. "Do you want to go polish my boots?"
Rules of Engagement

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