Woah, I can't believe we actually wrote a drabble. It really must be a virus, because we never thought we would.
No slash. And we don't own Merlin.
Arthur flung out his fist. It slammed into Lancelot's face, sending the knight sprawling to the floor. He immediately pulled himself to his feet, trying to look dignified despite his broken nose.
"What were you thinking?" Arthur roared, "He's going to get himself killed!"
"Merlin is braver than you think."
"I hope not! Merlin's not a warrior, Lancelot. His bravery will be the end of him."
Arthur stormed away.
"Where are you going?"
"To save that idiot from his bravery."
Arthur flung open the door, then froze.
There stood Merlin looking ragged, but alive.
Please review even though this was short!