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01
And that was the day Sir Leon inadvertently lost his face by Percival's sword.
02
Arthur: Onward everyone! For Merlin's virtue! *raises sword in the air and runs*
Knights/Everyone Else: For Merlin's virtue! *follows after Arthur with raised swords*
03
BOOM! You're all pregnant!
04
Neither Arthur nor Percival were amused when the patrol ran in on Merlin and Gwaine. Leon was too busy thinking about Percy's erected sword...
05
Arthur knew it was Percival's hand on his arse.
06
Arthur (To BBC): Say that you don't want to renew Merlin for another season again, I dare you.
07
Let's get down to business, to defeat the Huns...
08
Leon: *stares at Percival's arms* Percival's arms look rather large...I wonder what they look like underneath the sleeves?
(Percival's sleeves are cut off by Leon later on after the battle is own and Percival decided he liked it, and that's how Percival's chain-mail has been ever since.)
09
"No, Leon, your face isn't uneven."
10
Arthur: He dared calling us Snow White and the three dwarfs!
Percival: Should I slice him in halves, Sire?
Leon: Why do I feel like someone already did that to me?
11
Percival: Sire, do you think I could just-
Arthur: No.
Percival: But my arms feel so restricted in these sleev-
Arthur: No.
Percival: My muscles are like little caterpillars wrapped tight in their cocoon, wanting desperately to escape and share its beauty to the world.
Arthur: Please stop talking.
12
Arthur: Wait...This feels really familiar...Didn't we do this at the end of Season 3?
13
Blue, gray, silver...rainbow!mail for the discerning fighter.
14
Isolde: Tristan, I swear to god if you are checking out my arse again...*looks back at him and glares* We need to focus!
Tristan: *guiltily looks up quickly from where he had been checking out her arse and scoffs* You know I would do no such thing...this is serious, Isolde. *cough* Not that you ever notice all the other times *cough*
15
Arthur: What do you mean, you're out of Chicken McNuggets?
Percival: I want a happy meal!
Leon: Which toys do they have?
Me: *eyerolls* Boys, behave!