Fic: Drugged
Title: Drugged?
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Merlin doesn’t belong to me…
Word Count: 318
Spoilers: None
Summary: Arthur is acting oddly. Merlin believes him to be drugged and calls on Gaius’ help. Little snippet.
A/N: In celebration of Merlin Season 2, Volume 2 arriving today (THANK YOU HMV!!!) I thought I would share this with you guys… It’s been sitting on my hard drive for a few months now- I've always put off posting it because I’m not sure what I think of it… please, share your thoughts :)
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“Gaius!” Merlin called, crashing into the chambers he shared with the physician, startling Gaius himself.
“Merlin! Good lord boy, warn an old man!” Gaius chided, clutching his chest over his heart.
“I need your help. I think Arthur has been drugged.”
Gaius jumped up immediately, surprisingly quickly for a man of his age, and grabbed hold of his bag packed for just this type of emergency “Where is he? Is he conscious?”
“It’s okay Gaius. Physically, he’s fine. Mentally is another issue.”
Merlin’s tone made Gaius pause. “Please do stop being so cryptic.”
“He’s just acting… oddly. I have a sample of what he’s been drinking. He hasn’t had that much so whatever it is must be powerful.” Merlin produced a small vial of red coloured liquid “Do you think you could see what’s in it for me?”
Gaius nodded, dropping his bag whilst taking the vial. “Where is Arthur now?”
“Sleeping.”
Gaius nodded and took in Merlin’s appearance for the first time; his shirt was hanging off his shoulders haphazardly, his hair was sticking up at impossible angles and Gaius was relatively sure he could see angry red marks peeping above Merlin’s oddly high neckerchief. “Do tidy yourself up Merlin. It looks as though you’ve been dragged through a hedge.”
Merlin said nothing, studiously avoiding Gaius’ gaze while straightening his appearance a bright flush gracing up his face.
Shaking his head, Gaius pulled out the equipment he needed and set to work on the potion.
An hour later Gaius sighed “Are you sure this all that Arthur has been drinking?”
“Positive” Merlin replied.
“Well Merlin this is not a potion in the magical sense of the word.”
“What? What is it then?”
“Wine. With a dash of cinnamon.”
“What?” Merlin repeated stupidly.
“This is wine Merlin. No magical properties whatsoever.”
Merlin’s brow furrowed in immense confusion, before clearing as a wide grin crept onto his face. “Thanks Gaius” he said before rushing out of the room.
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Pairings: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Merlin doesn’t belong to me…
Word Count: 318
Spoilers: None
Summary: Arthur is acting oddly. Merlin believes him to be drugged and calls on Gaius’ help. Little snippet.
A/N: In celebration of Merlin Season 2, Volume 2 arriving today (THANK YOU HMV!!!) I thought I would share this with you guys… It’s been sitting on my hard drive for a few months now- I've always put off posting it because I’m not sure what I think of it… please, share your thoughts :)
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“Gaius!” Merlin called, crashing into the chambers he shared with the physician, startling Gaius himself.
“Merlin! Good lord boy, warn an old man!” Gaius chided, clutching his chest over his heart.
“I need your help. I think Arthur has been drugged.”
Gaius jumped up immediately, surprisingly quickly for a man of his age, and grabbed hold of his bag packed for just this type of emergency “Where is he? Is he conscious?”
“It’s okay Gaius. Physically, he’s fine. Mentally is another issue.”
Merlin’s tone made Gaius pause. “Please do stop being so cryptic.”
“He’s just acting… oddly. I have a sample of what he’s been drinking. He hasn’t had that much so whatever it is must be powerful.” Merlin produced a small vial of red coloured liquid “Do you think you could see what’s in it for me?”
Gaius nodded, dropping his bag whilst taking the vial. “Where is Arthur now?”
“Sleeping.”
Gaius nodded and took in Merlin’s appearance for the first time; his shirt was hanging off his shoulders haphazardly, his hair was sticking up at impossible angles and Gaius was relatively sure he could see angry red marks peeping above Merlin’s oddly high neckerchief. “Do tidy yourself up Merlin. It looks as though you’ve been dragged through a hedge.”
Merlin said nothing, studiously avoiding Gaius’ gaze while straightening his appearance a bright flush gracing up his face.
Shaking his head, Gaius pulled out the equipment he needed and set to work on the potion.
An hour later Gaius sighed “Are you sure this all that Arthur has been drinking?”
“Positive” Merlin replied.
“Well Merlin this is not a potion in the magical sense of the word.”
“What? What is it then?”
“Wine. With a dash of cinnamon.”
“What?” Merlin repeated stupidly.
“This is wine Merlin. No magical properties whatsoever.”
Merlin’s brow furrowed in immense confusion, before clearing as a wide grin crept onto his face. “Thanks Gaius” he said before rushing out of the room.
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