|The Pin Is Mightier than the Sword
Author: DeleaMarie PM
A collection of All-Humor/All-the-Time one-shots, two-shots, red-shots, and blue-shots featuring wit, wordplay, silliness, a vengeful beaver, bald Uther, What-ifs, frying pans, parodies of fanfiction clichés, and much, much more... 55. Merlin needs to talk about his issues—who does he go to?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor/Parody - Merlin & The Great Dragon/Kilgharrah - Chapters: 55 - Words: 50,202 - Reviews: 601 - Favs: 123 - Follows: 135 - Updated: 04-28-13 - Published: 11-27-11 - id: 7590141
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Hey, Merlinions! I promised you a quick update, didn't I? Even though, as you can see, we didn't quite reach 500, we were really, really—almost painfully—close, so I think y'all deserve an update! :)
Oh, and you guys all know about this being the last season of Merlin, right? (Well, if not, you know it now!) Let me tell you, when I first found out, I started keening. Keening. As in, wailing in grief. I didn't even know people really DID that, but one moment, I'm staring at my computer screen, the next, these weird little howling noises are coming out of my mouth involuntarily. My friend actually came in to see if I was alright!
Anyway, on with the story!
Description: The Great Dragon is free at last! Tag to 2x12: The Fires of Irdlkjdgkhghssh (Or something like that! ;P).
Disclaimer: You can bet Merlin's pointy hat that if I owned the show, this would NOT be the last season!
Dedication: To you. Yes, you. No one else—just the one reading this right now. No, not you—YOU. Yep. Thanks for everything.
Freedom! Er… Sort of…
"Just… Just promise me that you won't attack Camelot if I set you free, alright?"
The Great Dragon raised his scaly eyebrows at the boy. "I think there have been enough promises between us, don't you?"
Merlin bit his lip and sighed, knowing that there was nothing he could do to stop him. With one swing of his sword, the chain was broken, and the Great Dragon was free once again.
"At last!" Kilgharrah roared, spreading his wings and leaping into the air. "After years of torment, I can finally destroy Uther and his precious little Camelot! I will burn the city to the ground! I will grind Uther's bones to make my bread! I will… I… er… I say—Merlin?"
"Yes?" Merlin replied warily, staring up at the dragon circling above him.
"You… er… You wouldn't happen to know the way out of here, would you?"
Am I the only one who thought of this when Kilgharrah was freed? I mean, he's locked away in a mountain under the city of Camelot! I really doubt there's a big, gaping exit hole!
Anyway, I want to send out another HUMONGOUSLY GIGANTIC "thank you" to everyone who reviewed last chapter, and just to everyone who's stuck by this story in general! You guys are amazing, and even though we didn't make 500, we still got 37 reviews, which is waaaaaaaay more than I was expecting!
By the way, I'm still going to do the somersaults and star jumps and make a Christmas scarf for Merls Bear, just because you're awesome (And I kind of want to).
Thanks again for everything,
To skw, Guest, Dilila23, Bottled Sunshine, mischeifmanager, kitkat, and Skyheart: Thank you so much for reviewing, as well. It meant so much to me to hear (read) all your comments and congratulations! You guys are awesome, and I'm so glad you've been enjoying my stories! :)
P.S. I posted a new story yesterday that's kind of a Merlin take on the show "Supernatural." Just saying... ;P