Room 511, Saturday Morning...ish

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine, usually a morning person, woke up... slowly. Probably the punch. Wait, punch? Ohhhh, prom. Like before, it had been just a little too good, and they were dumb, dumb, du---

They?

Oh. Yeah. Oh.

[OOC: For ...several ears.]

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[bitchprince]

"You have seen the ears," Arthur said, still dry.

It broke a moment later, though. "He knows magic," he said, "I think. And you're..." He waved, faintly.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Merlin just patted the kid on the head again, watching him hide his face against his leg there. "Are you alright?"

[bitchprince]

"You sound just like him," Arthur muttered. "Or he sounds like you. Whatever."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I was only asking!" Arthur looked... not pleased.

[bitchprince]

Arthur wasn't displeased. He was...

He wasn't sure how he was. "So I'll--" he started. "...I can take care of him tomorrow."

Like Arthur was really going to fob his children off on anyone else.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I'll watch him today then," Merlin agreed easily. It was going to be.. interesting.

[bitchprince]

Arthur nodded. Curtly.

"I'll see you in the morning," he said. "The both of you."