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[prince_prat]

Who: Arthur and Merlin
What: Amnesia. It's only funny when it's not someone you know
When: After Arthur and Uther do this
Where: Wherever Merlin's working
Rating: Low

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[secretsorcerer]

Merlin, whose thoughts were currently occupied by nothing more serious than hanging the packages of trick silver coins on their little hook, promptly jumped at the noise and dropped everything he was holding. He turned sharply to the doorway. "Arthur? What in God's name was that for?" Then he started crossing the floor toward him, actually getting a good look now, and the coins were forgotten. "What happened? What's wrong? Oh God, it's not the children, is it?"

[prince_prat]

Past the blood beating past Arthur's ears and the weight of his chest falling and rising, though Arthur was now bent over swallowing in air and wishing he'd been in less haste, he caught the end of what Merlin said and his head snapped up in response.

"You remember them."

[secretsorcerer]

"What?" Merlin felt his whole body growing heavy, his mind spinning and oh God remember to breathe, Merlin, you don't even know what's happened yet. "Of course I-- why wouldn't I remember-- Arthur, please, you're really scaring me."

[prince_prat]

Arthur gripped Merlin by the upper arms to keep them both upright. His hands shook as adrenaline drained uneasily from his body.

"My father didn't. He doesn't remember anything." And what had sent his sprinting here had been the uncertainty that Merlin might not recall anything either.