Everything But The Monkey, Sunday Afternoon

[bitch_prince]

Arthur hadn't planned on doing this back when he was still vaguely confident that he would soon return to Camelot. But the time for that had come and passed, he felt homesick, and he had little to do. None of these were unusual conditions, as he'd had them for quite some time by now

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[bigdamndestiny]

"They're puppies, Arthur. I believe they're supposed to be a bit small."

[bitch_prince]

"And these are too small," Arthur repeated, shooting him a sideways look. "I have owned dogs before, as you may recall."

He did occasionally have Merlin knees-deep in their... well.

[bigdamndestiny]

Which wasn't on Merlin's mind as he reached into one of the pens to give a puppy a belly rub.

"How could I forget?"

[bitch_prince]

Arthur shot all the belly rubbing a glance that intimated that Merlin was an utter girl. He dragged his eyes up to another case. Hm. "Over here," he said, wandering over.