Room 325, Saturday Morning

[bigdamndestiny]

Merlin didn't remember last year with the children. Well, he did, but he was trying very hard to repress it, so...

He didn't remember.

So, he clinging to Arthur not unlike some sort of aquatic creature. Because it was comfortable for him at least.

[For the guy and any spawn who show up]]

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[wee-n-majik.livejournal.com]

Rosemary looked at Merlin askance for a fraction of a moment. She might have had an idea what kind of relationship her dad and Uncle Arthur had, but if he wanted to make excuses to keep her away from the bed --

Ew. Not that she'd say that.

"No problem," she said breezily, and started gesturing, gathering the clothes into a neat pile through telekinesis. "What are you going to do?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You're very good at that," Merlin replied, very, very carefully shoving anything incriminating under the blanket on the bed. "I'll take care of the rest, yeah?"

[wee-n-majik.livejournal.com]

"Okay!" Rosemary said, beaming from the compliment as she went about her work.

She was going to give everybody diabetes any day.