Odds Are?
Author: Shadowspun
Title: Odds Are?
Rating: G
Characters: Gwaine, Lancelot, Percival, Merlin
Summary: A friendly training bout ends up becoming a contest.
Warnings: Not a darned one.
Word Count: I really tried to go for a drabble. I failed. 135
Prompt: 492, stamina
Author's Note: I know we usually have Gwaine spar with Arthur, but I thought it was fun to see him have a go at one of the others.
The cheers got louder with each clang. What had begun as a practice round between Gwaine and Lancelot had become a test of stamina. At this point it wasn’t even clear who was rooting for who. The knights had circled the training field and were just enjoying the show. Percival stood next to Merlin, who was the official purseholder for the bets that had begun to fly after the first few minutes.
“Who do you have your money on, Merlin?”
Merlin chuckled. “Neither. They’re both going to stop at the same time.”
Percival shook his head, “Lance has this.”
Merlin simply hummed and accepted the purse of winnings five minutes later when both knights gave up, heaving deep breaths and choking laughter as they leaned on each other’s shoulder, trying and failing to stay upright.
Title: Odds Are?
Rating: G
Characters: Gwaine, Lancelot, Percival, Merlin
Summary: A friendly training bout ends up becoming a contest.
Warnings: Not a darned one.
Word Count: I really tried to go for a drabble. I failed. 135
Prompt: 492, stamina
Author's Note: I know we usually have Gwaine spar with Arthur, but I thought it was fun to see him have a go at one of the others.
The cheers got louder with each clang. What had begun as a practice round between Gwaine and Lancelot had become a test of stamina. At this point it wasn’t even clear who was rooting for who. The knights had circled the training field and were just enjoying the show. Percival stood next to Merlin, who was the official purseholder for the bets that had begun to fly after the first few minutes.
“Who do you have your money on, Merlin?”
Merlin chuckled. “Neither. They’re both going to stop at the same time.”
Percival shook his head, “Lance has this.”
Merlin simply hummed and accepted the purse of winnings five minutes later when both knights gave up, heaving deep breaths and choking laughter as they leaned on each other’s shoulder, trying and failing to stay upright.