Title: One Hundred
Rating: T, overall, will be specific to chapter
Summary: 100 drabbles, 10000 words. Drabble ninety – "One of the many strange quirks that Merlin possessed was that, when his body decided it was tired, it would up and fall asleep without any say from Merlin himself."
WARNINGS: Blatant abuse of hyphens
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
AN – Ninety! Did you know that, technically, We're-The-Knights-of-Camelot-and-We're-Here-To-Kick-Ass-and-Drink-Ale-And-We're-All-Out-Of-Ale is one word 'cause of the hyphens? YAY LOOPHOLES.
One of the many strange quirks that Merlin possessed was that, when his body decided it was tired, it would up and fall asleep without any say from Merlin himself. Many times, Arthur had walked in to find Merlin napping during chores. It was one of many ways that Merlin was plain weird.
Now, Arthur finished his We're-The-Knights-of-Camelot-and-We're-Here-To-Kick-Ass-and-Drink-Ale-And-We're-All-Out-Of-Ale speech, and the knights hoo-rah'd back at him, running off to strike down their foes. Arthur paused.
Merlin, snoring, was fast asleep while still standing.
Arthur couldn't help but feel a bit put out. It had been a good speech, after all.