With Francine and Katchoo visiting, that meant that... showing Francine puppies. Because they were the girliest girls to ever girl when allowed to hang out
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After a bit of unsafe mucking about with portals, Merlin was back on the island. His first stop was, of course, to find Francine and Katchoo.
This proved to be more difficult than expected without a mobile phone. So, he went to their room and lurked for a bit before breaking in opening the door with a bit of magic in a manner that they couldn't
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There was a party going on, of course. With alcohol.
Merlin wasn't allowed to drink lest he start singing a bawdy song or trying to inform Arthur that he was a useless sod and he was so quitting and his ass was utterly fabulousNot that any of that had ever happened. Of course
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With a girlfriend and an overly large puppy with him, Merlin was on a hunt. Not for rabbits or teal deer, but for these Smurf things. Personally, he still thought they were pixies. They ought to be glad there was no stealing children away, really
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[continued from here, here and directly following here.]"We've been spotted," Harjeedian told them. "A man came out of one of the buildings up the hillside, stared this way for a while, and then hurried down the hillside towards where many of the dwellings lie
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After coming in later last night from Canada, Merlin had only been up for one thing. Sleeping in his own damned bed. Oh, how he missed it while being away
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Hoping this might take her mind off things and... not cause anymore random singing, Merlin had asked Francine out to show her a few of the herbs that he was almost certain weren't illegal. Though she could always point out if they were now.
After a very busy evening of... well, Merlin wasn't exactly certain, but he knew there were brownies and cheesy garlic bread in there. Perhaps a bit of mead
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