i'm going to californiaaa!

[excali_fornia]

Characters: Excalibro [excali_fornia] (technically) and YOU.
Location: Nocturne Bazaar!
Rating: Eeeh, PG? PG-13? Depending on how deep into his tales he goes.
Time: Afternoon? On the first day.
Description: Excalibur has his own game booth at the festival! Have at it, citizens. Kesese.

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[nevergetscredit]

Merlin had always liked festivals - back in Ealdor they were often the most interesting thing that ever happened, and in Camelot they were an even bigger and more fanstic affair. (Though, he had to admit...this one here was somewhat more impressive than any of the ones he'd seen back home.) So, he'd braved the sun and coated himself with the wonderful sunscreen stuff that a really annoying man who didn't believe in magic had told him about, and went to the carnival.

...Unfortunately, there was a major threat to Merlin's ability to have fun right now. Namely, Arthur. He still hadn't been able to transform back, and so for the past few days Merlin had been forced to carry Arthur around and do everything for him (well...Merlin already did everything for Arthur, but now he did everything even more). And now, instead of being able to wonder freely, he had to carry Arthur around an go wherever the prince wanted.

Sometimes life just wasn't fairBut when an announcer yelled at him, Merlin just smiled and said, "Sorry, not interested." He'd

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[beneathequalsky]

Merlin might want to complain about having to lug Arthur everywhere for the past few days, but his frustration couldn't compare to the anguish Arthur was facing, trapped as he was. No amount of concentration, meditation, or the like had worked for him, and here he was, stick stuck as a sword.

At least as a human he could stick his fingers in his ears when Merlin started babbling.

But, sword!Arthur could still sort-of enjoy the sights of the carnival. Or rather, he was insistent in trying to see them. Camelot certainly had impressive displays, but they weren't exactly on par with this.

Usually Arthur might have happily let a weird stall like the one they were passing by, but he was just an eensy bit tetchy as a sword, and that random shout of 'Fool!' tweaked him in just the wrong way. "Merlin, he has insulted us. Win a prize."

8')

[excali_fornia]

But the voice kept coming!

"FOOL!," and the sound of someone twirling a cane. "Only the Chosen One can win a prize!"

[nevergetscredit]

"See? I'm not the Chosen One, so clearly I can't win anything," Merlin said, feeling a somewhat increasing sense of doom.

[beneathequalsky]

Arthur, meanwhile, felt an increasing sense of ire. Called a fool, twice? Why, he couldn't sta- sword for that! "Try anyway!"

[nevergetscredit]

"I don't even know why you'd ever want any of the prizes anyway, none of them look any good," Merlin countered.

This was going to end badly, he just knew it.

[excali_fornia]

Excalibur spun his cane in anticipation.

"FOOLS!-" but then, something dawned on the Holy Sword.

"Did you say Merlin, fool?"

[beneathequalsky]

Arthur didn't want any of the prizes at all, truth be told. But it was the principle of the matter.

And they were being called fools yet again- ah. "You've heard of him, then?" Even more reason for Merlin to win a stupid prize and prove them non-foolish.

[nevergetscredit]

Merlin was even more apprehensive now. Sure, he wasn't hiding his magic anymore, but random people knowing who he was seemed to go hand in hand with random people knowing he was a sorcerer, which was still never a fun thing.

"Arthur, this is stupid!" Merlin whined. "It's just a game!"