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Oh my... Fic, sort of...
Since I ranted before about OOC 14-year-old-schoolgirl!Arthur, I ended up doing this... someone please stop me XD -- I'm not even drunk so I can blame THAT!
Really, there's no excuse for this. 1. I hate the WIP posting, so why do this -- I have no idea and 2. It's so grossely OOC
PRINCESS ARTHUR'S VERY SEEKRIT AND VERY PINK DIARY
Entry no. 1 AMA (after Merlin's Arrival)
Dear Diary,
I feel so violated, dear diary. I was verbally abused today, by a peasant, in the street, in front of half of Camelot's citizens. I am sorely tempted to have daddy flog him. Just to set an example.
Such insolence. He had the audacity to chide me for treating a servant as a servant. I mean, such idiocy I've rarely seen. I had him thrown in the dungeon and when I've made up my mind, I shall ask daddy to exact my revenge. I just cannot make up my mind, I mean, I enjoy a good flogging as much as anyone, but it seems so very barbaric.
Maybe we should accuse him of sorcery and burn him instead? Everyone likes a bonfire.
I just can't say why that boy made such an impression on me. He was rude, spoke above his station and he was dirty. Smelly even. I twisted his arm and got a little too close to him.
*makes face*
--
Oh, dear diary. I just heard! Gaius, the old goat, used his influence and had the peasant boy put in the stocks for punishment.
I feel thwarted. Usurped, wronged.
I shall hope for the future our paths shan't cross. I cannot vouch for my actions if we meet again.
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Dear Diary
I believe I must be under a spell. There can be no other explanation for what I just did.
I came across the horrible peasant again, Merlin, who spoke so familiarly to me and whom is now, it seems, Gaius' apprentice or helper or whatever.
At least the boy had washed since last. His countenance was a little more pleasant to look at than before. Such blue eyes and lovely cheekbo...
I'm sorry, as I mentioned, I must be under an evil spell. There is no other explanation as to how I could have let the boy walk away with nary a warning. He stood up to me, nay, goaded me. Fought me through the marketplace. Even smiled...
No, I must keep an eye on him. Perhaps he is under a spell too, or perhaps he's a pawn in the sorcerer's game...?
I must investigate. No stone shall be left unturned.
TBC, maybe -- if someone makes me a princess Arthur icon? I'm that cheap, yes
ETA:
nicci_mac did the uspeakable and wrote Merlin's Letters Home
ETA2: Look,
nicc_mac made me a new icon XD -- and
dameange made me two pretties!! Now I have enough to use for different entries. *iz doomed*
Really, there's no excuse for this. 1. I hate the WIP posting, so why do this -- I have no idea and 2. It's so grossely OOC
PRINCE
Entry no. 1 AMA (after Merlin's Arrival)
Dear Diary,
I feel so violated, dear diary. I was verbally abused today, by a peasant, in the street, in front of half of Camelot's citizens. I am sorely tempted to have daddy flog him. Just to set an example.
Such insolence. He had the audacity to chide me for treating a servant as a servant. I mean, such idiocy I've rarely seen. I had him thrown in the dungeon and when I've made up my mind, I shall ask daddy to exact my revenge. I just cannot make up my mind, I mean, I enjoy a good flogging as much as anyone, but it seems so very barbaric.
Maybe we should accuse him of sorcery and burn him instead? Everyone likes a bonfire.
I just can't say why that boy made such an impression on me. He was rude, spoke above his station and he was dirty. Smelly even. I twisted his arm and got a little too close to him.
*makes face*
--
Oh, dear diary. I just heard! Gaius, the old goat, used his influence and had the peasant boy put in the stocks for punishment.
I feel thwarted. Usurped, wronged.
I shall hope for the future our paths shan't cross. I cannot vouch for my actions if we meet again.
--
Dear Diary
I believe I must be under a spell. There can be no other explanation for what I just did.
I came across the horrible peasant again, Merlin, who spoke so familiarly to me and whom is now, it seems, Gaius' apprentice or helper or whatever.
At least the boy had washed since last. His countenance was a little more pleasant to look at than before. Such blue eyes and lovely cheekbo...
I'm sorry, as I mentioned, I must be under an evil spell. There is no other explanation as to how I could have let the boy walk away with nary a warning. He stood up to me, nay, goaded me. Fought me through the marketplace. Even smiled...
No, I must keep an eye on him. Perhaps he is under a spell too, or perhaps he's a pawn in the sorcerer's game...?
I must investigate. No stone shall be left unturned.
TBC, maybe -- if someone makes me a princess Arthur icon? I'm that cheap, yes
ETA:
ETA2: Look,

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Get over it and just enjoy the hot man sex instead, 'K? I know it's not the normal way to get a hatchling/heir to your kingdom, but dude, come on, there's MAGIC around here.
We'll work something out if you'll quit yer whinging. I can hear you all the way down in my cave and you're a v. annoying prat.
Yours,
Slash Dragon
P.S. Still not king, dammit!