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To the six that follow me for my writing, this side blog is being deleted over the coming months. I recommend following my main blog- muntothemuses- if you wish to continue seeing my writing.

I am going to slowly start converting that bloog over to the writing blog it was originally created to become. All the things that I write- for all the fandoms that I write for will be posted there for your viewing and reading pleasure before I put it on my Ao3 account.

The side blogs that I have on here- save one or two I think- will be eliminated and the stories that I posted there will be reposted under this username.

If you happen to follow any of the accounts that get removed this post- and ones similar to it- will show up on your dash a few more times. I’m sorry if it seems repetitive, but I wish to make sure that I let all my followers know.

And this does mean that I will be on a bit more often than I have been of late.

I’ve sort of converted to the RPing side of Tumblr, but I am very much still a part of the fandom land of Tumblr.

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She stood looking out the window of her penthouse apartment. The sky was a glorious sight. It held somewhere close to a billion current visible stars.

Plateus sat high, a glorious golden color above all of San Francisco II. If she looked to the left she could see the bluish silver cast of Carol, Earth III's second moon.

Plateus and Carol were named for two of Earth II's most famous mystics. Her great grandparents. She was Andromeda Mars. She knew that both had died in fatal accidents. But she knew little else about them.

Andromeda had been born three months after the emergency depopulation of Earth Mach II. Her great Grandmother- who at the time was one hundred and twelve (they had found ways to preserve life in the year two thousand and five)- and her great grandfather had both discovered a plot to destroy all of human existence.

There had been no way to stop the plot so every human being that was on the planet had been put on a rocket and ported to a space station that orbited earth just above each of their own countries.

Andromeda and her twin sister Mercury had been born on January first in the year twenty-one-thirty-three on the Space Station Enterprise IV. She and her sister lived on the space station with their parents, Amber and Matthew Mars, for six years.

Andromeda didn't remember much about her life in space but she did know that she had been named for Andromeda Galaxy and her sister had been named for the planet closest to the sun.

When the two of them were six years old Earth Mach III was finally ready to populate. She was now twenty-three years old and lived on her own in Califoria. She and her sister, like their parents before them, were ambassadors to other planets. Each state had two ambassadors in the political area. Andromeda and Mercury were the two for Califoria.

Andromeda had been sent to Helios to establish an alliance between the two planets. She had only gotten home three hours ago and now stood waiting for word from Mercury.

Her twin had been sent to Orpheus, Earth III's third moon. The only of the three that was inhabited. Mercury had been sent to the moon to deal with a matter that involved the politics of Earth III.

As she stands at the window, behind her a bell-like buzzer goes off. It is her holophone. Turning she walks over to her coffee table and reaches into her handbag pulling out an object the size of her thumbnail. Pressing a blinking button the object opens to the length of her middle finger.

With a sigh she puts one end in her ear and presses another button, "Hello?"

"Andromeda?"

At once her sister's appearance formed in front of her, "Mercury, are you home yet?" She asked quickly.

"Yes, my shuttle just landed and I am on the way to the apartment."

Andromeda sighed, "Okay, see you in the morning then."

There was a quick beep and then a woman's voice, "Call ended." She took the piece out of her ear and dropped it back in her bag as it folds back into its smaller state.

            He lifted the red marker to the white board and in big bright letters William Schuester wrote ‘AVENUE Q’ upon its blank surface.

“Mister Schue, what’s ‘Avenue Q’?”

“Avenue Q is a musical in two acts, part flesh and part felt; it’s a satirical look at the encounters one deals with in the real world, Finn.” It was Kurt Hummel that answered enthusiastically before the teacher had a chance to.

“Yes, thank you Kurt.” He admonished without an ounce of heat to the words.

“Sorry, Mister Schue, it’s one of my favorites.” This seemed to surprise the glee instructor.

“Really? You rate ‘Avenue Q’ up there with the likes of ‘RENT’, ‘Evita’, or say, ‘Gypse’?” He had to go and name off two of Patty Lupone’s didn’t he?

“Yes, in my list of favorites I do. I especially like ‘There’s a fine, fine line’ and ‘It sucks to be me’ among others in the score.”

“Okay, that’s nice, but what does a puppet musical have to do with glee club Mister Schue?” Demanded Santana as she was still as clueless as the rest of the class.

“Right. Sorry.” William chuckled a bit and shook his head, “I’ve already gotten the permission from Figgins so here it is.” He paused for a moment and took a breath, “’Avenue Q’ is going to be our musical.” This got varied responses. Several students shared Kurt’s enthusiasm while others were a bit confused and had not heard of the musical before now.

Only one student had a problem with the whole thing entirely.

“Mister Schuester, while I appreciate your need for variety in out musical endeavors, I feel that I must object to this musical choice.” Several groans echoed around the bleachers but Rachel Berry continued on as if she hadn’t heard them- per usual. “I believe we should look at other options, like those of Evita, or even RENT. They would be far better in displaying the wide ranges of talent each of our distinct voices have to offer musically.”

Was Rachel Michelle Berry actually admitting that she wasn’t the only talented voice in the club? Holy shit! Someone pinch him, Kurt had to be dreaming.

“While I would normally agree with you Rachel, this is second semester. We’ve already done our main musical. Principle Figgins- bless him- loves ‘Avenue Q’ immensely, and this was chosen for each of us to have a bit of fun.” Will contradicted her and then grinned a bit, “And this is still a way to display vocal talent. There are some characters that you all would have to alter your voices for.”

“Like Rod, Nicky, Trekkie, Christmas Eve…” Kurt began to rattle off and got several stares to which he sunk into his chair slightly with a near embarrassed grin, “just to name a few…”

“Exactly, and the musical score is awash with all opportunities to showcase musical talent. So, sorry to bust your bubble, Miss Berry, but we’re doin’ this.”

He called silence to the room when several cheers went up around the room, “Alright, alright, listen everyone, this is gonna be done the same way it always is for musicals. To get a part you have to audition for it.” He smirked a bit, “To help up out we’ll have Shelby and Principle Figgins as well- since he’s seen it five times and the Trouble Tones will be allowed to join in on the fun.” The mention of the Trouble Tones got more giggles and cheers that caused Will to call to order. “Alright, I have copies of the soundtrack for those that haven’t heard it before, and even those that have and would like a copy.” Schue held up a CD and then placed it back upon the stack on the piano.

“Alright everyone, grab a copy and pick your song.” At his words the whole group moved en mass to the piano- save Kurt, Santana, and Puck; they pulled out iPods- to grab their music.

            Within fifteen minutes of everyone having their music, the Trouble Tones had arrived listening to their copies of the music, Shelby and Principle Figgins arrived, and Kurt already had his audition piece picked out. Maybe he could get Finn to help him with it, maybe be Nicky in the piece so he could audition for Gary? With a shrug he got up and walked over to where Mister Schue was sitting talking to Puck who had also apparently picked his piece as well.

“Sounds good Puck. What can I help you with Mister Hummel?” the instructor asked happily as Kurt walked up.

“I’ve figured out what piece I want to audition with and which character I want to go in for.”

“Let me guess, Rod?” Puck asked with a smirk.

“Nope. Gary Coleman.” He countered with a happy grin to which Puckerman answered with a slight pout and Will a snicker.

“Okay, what song, Kurt?”

“Schadenfreude!” Was his happy and simple reply.

“Oh good, then you too can audition together first thing tomorrow since Puck wants to go in for Nicky and the same song. Make sure you practice hard and ready to go tomorrow.”

With that said he dismissed everyone with the same comment and a wish of luck in getting the parts they wanted.

            Kurt had been listening to the song the entire day and couldn’t help the grin that came across his face every time that he saw someone seeming to have a bad day. The song was right. Everybody does it!

As he got to Glee Club- they were in the auditorium today- he made his way up to the stage where it seemed everyone was congregated and chatting away.

“Hey White Boy~” Came Mercedes’ greeting as he took a stand between him and Santana who was softly singing what sounded to Kurt like, ‘There’s a fine, fine line.’ “What part are you auditioning for?” The way she asked it made it seem as if she knew it’d be Rod but as much as Kurt loved ‘Cedes he loved busting her bubble.

“Gary Coleman. I’m going up with Noah and we’re using ‘Schadenfreude!’ as our audition piece.” He gave her a bright smile as Schue called the group to order and asked everyone to take a seat for the first audition.

            On stage Puck placed a stool center stage and sat upon it looking rather dejected and forlorn. The music started and Kurt walked up to his left side.

KURT: Right now you are down and out and feeling really crappy

He placed a hand on Noah’s shoulder and looked at him a bit sympathetically.

NOAH: I'll say.

Noah looked at Kurt and snorted slightly with a sad nod.

KURT: And when I see how sad you are

Kurt walked slowly around behind the Mohawked male his fingers trailing along Puck’s shoulder blades as he sang.

It sort of makes me...

Kurt paused here with a slight sadistic grin before continuing.

Happy! NOAH: Happy?!

The Jewish male looked at the brunette in complete shock now, eyes wide and jaw slack.

KURT: Sorry, Noah, human nature- Nothing I can do!

Kurt shrugged here with his hands up some.

It's... Schadenfreude! Making me feel glad that I'm not you.

He placed a hand on the slightly taller’s right shoulder now and laughed near sadistically. NOAH: Well that's not very nice, Kurt!

Noah looked rather crestfallen again and even more dejected than before. KURT: I didn't say it was nice! But everybody does it!

As if that was all the explanation that was needed here. D'ja ever clap when a waitress falls and drops a tray of glasses? NOAH: Yeah...

Noah nodded slowly as Kurt nodded enthusiastically with him and went on. KURT: And ain't it fun to watch figure skaters falling on their asses? NOAH: Sure!

He answered enthusiastically with a dark grin. KURT: And don'tcha feel all warm and cozy, Watching people out in the rain!

Kurt mimed being wrapped in a warm blanket here as Noah nodded again.

NOAH: You bet!

Kurt put his arm around Noah’s shoulders and Noah slipped one around the lithe male’s waist as they continued on.

KURT: That's...

BOTH: Schadenfreude! KURT: People taking pleasure in your pain!

Noah leaned back slightly to look at Kurt now;

NOAH: Oh, Schadenfreude, huh? What's that, some kinda Nazi word?

Kurt snickered a bit and nodded; KURT: Yup! It's German for "happiness at the misfortune of others!"

A bright and sadistic grin crossed his lips then as Noah seemed to think about that answer. NOAH: "Happiness at the misfortune of others." That is German!

He leveled a bland look at the male diva who returned with an innocent look of feigned ignorance. Watching a vegetarian being told she just ate chicken

Noah sent a look out to the audience in Rachel’s direction causing the rest of the glee club to laugh. KURT: Or watching a frat boy realize just what he put his dick in!

Kurt’s line was thrown in Finn’s direction with another laugh from the Glee club.

NOAH: Being on the elevator when somebody shouts "Hold the door!"

Both males look to one another as they reach the next line;

BOTH: "No!!!" Schadenfreude!

Kurt looked out into the audience with a dark scowl and a growled out the next line;

KURT: "Fuck you lady, that's what stairs are for!" Noah had to laugh just then because Kurt looking and sounding like that was awesome! That and kind of hot, but that was for another time.

NOAH: Ooh, how about... Straight-A students getting Bs?

He smirked at Kurt now who smacked the back of his head;

KURT: Exes getting STDs!

He glanced out to Blaine in the audience who had enough sense to look ashamed and apologetic.

Noah filed that look and reaction away for later as he continued on;

NOAH: Waking doormen from their naps!

KURT: Watching tourists reading maps! NOAH: Football players getting tackled!

With each line they got a bit louder yet managed to keep the tune and tone of the song.

KURT: CEOs getting shackled!

Noah could have sworn Kurt cackled just then;

NOAH: Watching actors never reach BOTH: The ending of their oscar speech!

They looked to one another now with identical sadistic grins

Schadenfreude! Schadenfreude! Schadenfreude! Schadenfreude! Kurt stepped away from Noah who let his arm drop to his lap and watched Kurt as he moved to the forefront of the stage as he sang calmly with his hands clasped together in front of himself;

KURT: The world needs people like you and me who've been knocked around by fate. 'Cause when people see us, they don't want to be us, and that makes them feel great. Noah stood from the stool and walked up to stand just off center and behind the male diva;

NOAH: Sure!  We provide a vital service to society!

Kurt turned slightly to look over his shoulder at the slightly taller male;

BOTH: You and me! Schadenfreude!

They stood now; mimicking the way they had been when Noah had been sitting;

Making the world a better place... Making the world a better place... Making the world a better place... To be!

Noah let go of Kurt and made his way off stage while Kurt finished off the song with a rolling cackle only Kurt could do;

KURT: S-C-H-A-D-E-N-F-R-E-U-D-E!

           As they finished the song the rest of glee club gave them a standing ovation with roaring laughter and giggles.

“That was amazing you guys! The entire time I actually believed that you two felt what you were singing.” Mister Schuester called from his place at the judging table with Shelby and Figgins.

“I agree! Guys, that was wonderful. And Kurt you looked absolutely sadistic through several parts of the song.” Shelby chuckled as Kurt did a half bow half curtsy thing. “And Noah, you really looked as if you were amazed that Kurt would say such a thing when you felt bad. You two are amazing actors!”

Both males smirked slightly at the commendations and bowed their heads to her in thanks.

“I feel that you two did the song absolute justice and played both parts very well- even throwing your own quirks into it,” This was the most enthusiastic anyone had ever heard Principle Figgins, “It was well sung and beautifully acted. I applaud you both.” And so saying he started clapping for them again which got everyone else clapping again as well.

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There he stood, for the entire city to see. He was on display before the crowd. You’d think it wouldn’t bother him. But this time, they’re not throwing rotten fruits and vegetables at him. No this time, they’re all looking up at him in varying degrees of emotion. Shock, anger, fear, sympathy; all these things he can see in the people’s faces as Uther Pendragon’s voice rings out from above him.

“This young man is being put to death for crimes of magic in the kingdom of Camelot.”

The man with the axe beside him placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezed in what the condemned man would call a reassured manner- if not for the fact that he was indeed condemned- as he guided the dark haired male to his knees. Looking above him Merlin Emrys saw Arthur Pendragon looking down from his bedroom window with Morgana Le Fay clutching at his arm and burying her face in the blonde’s shoulder. The look on the Crown Prince’s face was a mix of betrayal, fear, and something akin to the look one gets when their favored pet dies.

Morgana must have made some sound of distress because Arthur looked away from Merlin to wrap his arms around the dark haired girl. Merlin now dropped to his knees and stared blankly over the crowd gathered to watch his execution. With a heartbreaking whimper he lowers his head to the chopping block to await the inevitable.

It was as he waited for the axe to be lifted and fall that he chanced one final glance up to Arthur’s window. Neither Morgana nor Arthur stood there now. He didn’t expect they would, Morgana couldn’t watch another person being “murdered”- as she termed it- for Uther’s prejudices; and Merlin didn’t expect Arthur to stand around and watch the one who he thought betrayed him lose his head.

What he did expect however was the axe to fall sooner. Why was it taking so long? Not that he was in a hurry to die, but he’d expected it to happen sooner. Actually a lot sooner. What was the axe man waiting for?

Wanting to look but not wanting to chance it Merlin took what he thought would be his final breath and closed his eyes.

Merlin felt rather than saw the King lift his hand to signal the man with the axe. He also felt when the axe was lifted but never felt it drop for at the moment of lift a shrill voice echoed through the square followed by an unmistakable sound that Merlin found oddly comforting in his moment of demise. The sound of a sword being pulled from its sheath.

“BARBARIAN!” That was the loudest Merlin had ever heard Morgana in the time that he’d known her. “HE SAVED YOUR LIFE, YET YOU CONDEMN HIM!” Without him looking up it was evident to the sorcerer that Morgana was not far from him.

Uther seemed to ignore the brunette for he called to the executioner, “Kill him.”

“Do and it will be your head rolling around on the stage.”

Merlin had never been more grateful for that voice in his life. He tilted his head to see that it was indeed a sword that had been drawn and it was now being held on his would be murderer. The hand wrapped around the hilt was that of a man he trusted with the very life he was now protecting.

“Arthur…”

The blonde in question looked down to him and motioned for him to rise with a jerk of his head. Merlin did so without hesitation as Uther’s voice rang through the square, “Knights!”

“The first man to move against me will lose more than his honor!” Arthur hissed to the men and they all seemed confused at what to do. “I will not hesitate to bring any of you down.” He challenged.

“Arthur! What are you doing? You are my son, the Crown Prince of Camelot! You will do as I say!”

Arthur focused on ignoring his father as he spoke to all around the platform. “What if he’s wrong?” He motioned to the King above them and a hiss of surprise rippled through the crowd. “What if it’s not magic that is evil, but the wielder of the power?”

Merlin felt his heart beat speed at Arthur’s words. He’d said words similar to that before but then Merlin tried to stop him from killing his own father later and he rebounded back to his father’s beliefs.

“Look at Morgana!” He pointed to the female he thought of- now- as his sister as she glared fire and daggers up at Uther. “Most of you here have known her since she was a small girl. She can defend herself with a sword better than most of the Knights of Pendragon’s court!” He paused here and Merlin found himself wondering what the Prince was getting at. Was he really about to out Morgana like that? Oh boy….

“She’s scary with a sword, yet she’d never lay one hand against a man, woman, or child who can’t defend themselves or are innocent of wrong doing. But she too, like Merlin, is born with Magic!” Merlin held his breath but Morgana did nothing but continue to stare defiantly at Uther who- now that Merlin had the guts to look up there- looked as if he’d been doused in ice cold water in the middle of winter upon hearing those words.

Letting go of the breath he’d been holding, Merlin looked around at the crowd. Many stared as Arthur in rapture and admiration, some looked at Morgana in confusion and awe, and others were looking again at Merlin.

The Prince nudged Merlin’s shoulder lightly and the dark haired male swallowed a lump in his throat. Taking a deep breath he looked around and spoke out, “As the Prince has said, I was born with magic. My father was a Dragonlord, a man that could tame the great creatures of the skies and force them to obey him with only the language of the being’s soul. He was the last of his kind.” He again swallowed a lump in his throat and tried to continue on, “I- as Prince Arthur has said- was born with my ability. I have magic. It is in my blood, it is part of who I am! But that does not make me evil!” He nearly growled the last words. “Having magic does not mean that I want to destroy the kingdom of Camelot! It doesn’t mean that I want Uther Pendragon dead!” He paused here and let himself look around.

“Would we prefer it if he would get his head out of his arse and realize that not all magic is as evil as he thinks? Yes! But neither Merlin- nor myself- want to see this kingdom and its ruler perish!” Morgana’s words were as loud and clear as Merlin’s had been.

Arthur took a step forward now and looked around. Sword still in hand and eyes blazing anger his voice was calm as he spoke now. “What my father would have hidden away until the day he dies is that I was born out of magic.” A gasp rippled through the crowd now.

“Arthur!”

The Crown Prince ignored his father. “My mother was unable to have children. She was barren. As much as she wanted to give my father a child, she couldn’t and my father knew this.” He looked around and anger filled blue eyes looked to Merlin for a moment and then away again to look back over the crowd. “My father went to a friend at the time and asked for her help.”

Merlin’s eyes went wide and he searched out Gaius in the crowd. Silently asking he got his answer in a slight nod. The physician had told Arthur the truth.

“She was a sorceress named Nimueh.” Another gasp but Arthur continued. “My father asked for her to give my mother the ability to have a child.” The Prince paused here a moment, took a deep breath and spoke on, “What my father didn’t take into account were the consequences.”

“A life for a life.” Merlin and Morgana both said, neither sure they had actually spoken until they looked to one another.

“Old magic requires payment. Something for something.”

“Arthur! I forbid you from speaking anymore!” Uther sounded far more outraged than he had before but his son continued to ignore him.

“When the Sorceress cast the spell she hadn’t known whose life would be taken. To create a life, a life must be given. And it would be my mother’s life. After my birth my father deemed all magic evil and forbidden in this kingdom and forced his own friend to become his sworn enemy and go into hiding.”

It was at this point that Arthur turned angry eyes upon his father. Merlin and Morgana followed suit, both staring at the king with varying degrees of emotion. Morgana looked to her warden with hate, Merlin in distaste, and Arthur in anger. “It was anger and fear that drove you to this madness. Anger at the loss of losing your wife, fear at the idea that now magic would take away everything you’ve worked for and loved. But it’s now turned into some kind of vendetta for you. You have to wipe out all magic just so that you can feel safe.”

Arthur seemed to have to stop here as his anger seemed to be getting the best of him. So it was Morgana that spoke now. “What would you do then?! Eradicate it all and then kill your son! Then me! Where does it end Uther Pendragon!? Does it end when you are alone in the world with nothing but your crumbling castle walls to keep you company?” She was shouting so shrilly at him that Merlin was surprised she could be so loud.

The look upon Uther Pendragon’s face as he looked to the three was so enraged that Merlin once again feared for his life. Merlin chanced a look out to Gaius in the crowd. The two conferred in silence again and Merlin sighed a bit as the elder man gave him another vague nod. He returned to looking at the king above them as Uther opened his mouth to speak.

“You speak treason and I will have your heads. The lot of you.” His voice wasn’t loud as he spoke the words and the crowd was nearly enraged. “Knights! Take them all into custody!”

“Remember my warning…” Arthur said gravely as he moved into a defensive position.

“Morgana!” Merlin called to her as he placed a hand on Arthur’s shoulder and held the other out to the female.

As soon as her hand was in his the three found themselves in a dark cave with a running stream nearby. As soon as he knew they were safe Merlin removed his hands from the two of them and moved away.

“Why did you do that?” He demanded of Arthur. Morgana he could understand, she always hated an execution but Arthur was another story all together. He just risked his inheritance. “Now your father wants you dead as well as Morgana! It’s not just my life that he wants its hers and yours too! You! His own flesh and blood!”

“Well try not to be too grateful for me saving your life, Merlin.” The blonde replied sarcastically.

“If you had just let me die then you’d still be safe in Camelot and Uther would never know that you know the truth of your birth nor would he know that Morgana is a Seer!”

“And if you had let my father die then we’d not be having this conversation at all!”

“Yes and you’d be king, oblivious to the truth and Merlin would still be hiding his big secret and you’d still think him the same worthless, useless lout that you always have.”

Arthur glared at Morgana now and snapped out, “I do not think he’s useless or worthless!”

“Oh no, he’s perfectly useful. For mucking out the stables and cleaning up after you. Yes, I see how valuable you find him.”

“That’s not true Morgana and you know it!” Arthur growled at the female.

“Enough! Both of you! If I had known this would happen I’d have sent you two away and stayed behind to let them kill me!”

Morgana’s voice sounded enraged, “Merlin!” A hand across his cheek emphasized her point just then but it was Arthur’s voice that commanded him listen.

“Don’t you ever say that again! Or anything like it.” His tone was grave and he looked far more serious than Merlin had ever seen him. “Say that again, and I will gut you myself.”

Merlin frowned at the two before him and sighed. Shaking his head and mumbling under his breath he made his way to the mouth of the cave.

Merlin stood before Gaius’ looking glass; shock and confusion filling bright blue eyes.

What looked back at the servant was not how he had gone to bed last night.

“MERLIN!” The Prince’s voice came from the hallway causing the brunette to jump and grab up his bed robe quickly. He’d just managed to get it on and situated when; “Merlin! Wake up you idiot! We’ve not got-“ The Crown Prince of Camelot stopped in his tracks after nearly throwing open the door.

“I’m so sorry Miss, I was looking for my-“ He paused for a moment and examined the sight before him. “Are you alright? You seem lost. I could send for Gaius if you need him?” Arthur offered politely.

“Yes, please. I would greatly appreciate that, Sire.”

And with a nod Prince Arthur turned to leave the room in search of the court physician.

Back in the room a stunned Merlin turned back to the mirror, staring at herself in utter disbelief.

“Oh, this is not good…”

~Merlin~

“Well I’m sure that Merlin is around somewhere, Sire.” Merlin heard Gaius tell the Prince just in the hallway. The servant was standing in the middle of the room now; having moved away from the mirror.

Blue eyes had scanned the sight long enough and had it memorized. A slender body with a naturally narrow waist. Waist length black hair fell in waves- it sort of reminded him of Morgana’s hair- and an ample breast that seemed out of place on that afore mentioned slender body. How had this happened? How had Merlin become a woman? This was not something he had done. Was it? No! Impossible! He’d remember doing something like this. And he certainly wouldn’t have chosen a female form!

“I hope so, we’re supposed to be going on a hunt with the knights and I need him ready to go soon.” They were getting closer and Merlin’s nerves were on edge. “Oh, Gaius, the woman I spoke of, she’s waiting for you inside.” They were at the door!

“Thank you, Sire, and I’ll send Merlin to you as soon as I see him.”

“Thank you Gaius.”

The two men had entered Gaius’ home and stopped just inside the door now. Both stood looking at the female before them. Arthur’s gaze made Merlin feel a slight mix of emotions and Gaius looked at Merlin as if he should know the other.

“What can I help you with, Ma’am?”

“Well, it’s of a personal nature.” Merlin answered with a pointed look at the Prince who gave a slight start and bowed his head, “I’ll leave you to it then.”

With that as Arthur’s goodbye Merlin waited a beat when he was sure Arthur was out of earshot and burst out, “Gaius I don’t know what’s going on!”

“Merlin?” The physician sounded as shocked as Merlin felt, “Good Gods child, what happened?”

“I don’t know, I went to bed last night and I was still me and when I woke up this is what I found!” He was starting to panic slightly. “Gaius what am I going to do? This isn’t a spell of my doing! I didn’t do this; I don’t know what to do!”

“Calm down Merlin, it won’t do any good for you to hyperventilate. We’ll figure this out.”

It was just as Gaius finished those words that Morgana came in followed quickly by her maid Gwen, “Gaius! Something is going to happen to Merlin!” She sounded just as panicked as Merlin felt.

“It already has.” Morgana’s eyes tracked to the voice to see Merlin standing there looking just as her dream had shown.

~Merlin~

“Well on the bright side, getting clothes for you to wear won’t be hard.” Merlin gave Gwen a bland look as Morgana’s serving girl now laughed lightly at her own words. “Morgana has several old dresses she no longer wears and I’ve several things that I can alter to fit your new figure.”

Why was she taking this so calmly? She really ought to be freaking out. But instead she was easily taking Merlin’s measurements while Morgana pulled the old dresses that her serving girl had mentioned from her wardrobe. “I think this one might need a bit of fitting in the waist, Guinevere, Merlin is narrower than I through there from the looks of it.” She was holding a red velvet gown at arm’s length and examining it.

“You would be right in that.” Gwen confirmed as she took the measuring tape from Merlin’s waist and walked to Morgana. “But she may make up the difference in the bust.” Both turned to look at Merlin now who was standing on a small pedestal before Morgana’s full length mirror.

The conversation with Gaius had ended in him agreeing with Morgana and Gwen on Merlin going with them so that Gwen could get started on fitting Merlin for new clothes.

“I still don’t understand why I can’t wear my own clothes.” Merlin complained as he- now she- folded her arms over her newly acquired bust. “I’m more comfortable in them anyway.”

“Because Merlin, you may be comfortable in them, but they now don’t fit properly.” Gwen stated as she took the dress from Morgana and walked to Merlin with it. “Arms up.” With a heavy sigh Merlin did as told and closed her eyes as Guinevere slipped the dress over her head settled over and around Merlin’s new feminine frame.

“Arms out, now, please and thank you.” Another sigh and Merlin held her arms out to the sides and then let them fall to her sides as Gwen stepped in front of her to look. “See, I was right, she more than makes up for it in the bust.”

“For that dress we’ll need to get her a corset then.” Morgana was standing with Gwen now and Merlin didn’t like the sound of that.

“A corset?”

“No, I don’t think she’ll need one if I bring the waist in right.” They were ignoring Merlin now, “Though it may not be a bad idea to have her fitted for one, just in case.” Gwen looked at her Mistress now, “Do you think Nadine would be able to fit her?”

“I don’t see why not, Merlin could go in with me later today as I’ve got to be fitted for a new one since Uther had that new gown made.”

Was she invisible now? “Why would I need a corset? And for that matter why would I need all of these dresses? I don’t expect to be like this for too long!”

“Merlin, it’s for the time being, you can always get rid of everything after. But in the off chance that you are stuck like this, you’ll at least have some clothing to wear.” Morgana stated this all in a matter of fact tone that Merlin had only ever heard her use with Arthur. “And the corset is to make wearing certain gowns a bit easier and makes for fewer alterations than would be needed otherwise.”

“It will also show off your assets better.” Gwen snickered as she walked around and back behind Merlin. “Okay, let’s get you into something that won’t need altering and you can wear for today.”

Morgana then produced a blue silk dress with sliver trimming from the confines of her wardrobe followed by a green satin with gold piping. “Which one?”

~Merlin~

“Morgana?” Arthur’s voice sounded from the door as he entered the room after a loud knock. “Morgana, Gaius told me to come see you about Merlin?” The Prince voice sounded questioning to Merlin as Gwen ran a brush through her hair to detangle it. “What’s this about?”

Merlin swallowed a lump in her throat as Gwen patted her shoulder lightly and placed the brush aside. “Relax, Morgana will break it to him gently.” She promised, “Or as gently as Morgana can do anything, really.” Okay that didn’t do much to assure her of anything. Merlin seemed full of sighs as she nodded and let out another while Guinevere pulled the front of her hair back and twisted it into a thin braid to keep it out of the girl’s face.

Morgana could be heard speaking now from the other side of the partition she and Gwen had set up. “Well, do you remember last night? The argument you and Merlin had? The one just as Merlin was leaving the tavern?” That hadn’t been an argument in that sense but still…

“Yes…” Arthur took pause here and Merlin could almost hear him frowning. “I do remember.” As did Merlin…

The Matron placed a mug of ale in front of Merlin and he handed her two gold pieces in payment as he lifted it to his lips. Looking across the room to where the Prince sat with a few of the knights and some random wench on his lap.

As the serving boy to the Prince sat at the bar he sipped silently at his drink. Who did that woman think she was? Tomorrow she’d just be another nameless woman that he’d have to usher from Arthur’s bed as he cleaned up after them and contend with a gloating prince as he boasted about how easily she fell for him- like all the ones before.

The laughter from that same corner snapped him back to the present and he watched as the stupid wench kissed Arthur and the prince kissed back with fervor. Finishing off his ale- the only drink he’d had all night- he placed the mug aside and pushed away from the bar to make his way over to the group.

He noticed that Gwaine looked up at him as he got nearer and the look on his face must have displeased the Knight because a frown crossed the elder man’s lips as Merlin stepped up and clapped a hand down on the Arthur’s shoulder.

The Prince pulled away from the very sloppy looking kiss to look blearily up at the brunette, “MERLIN! Join us for a drink!” He was smirking now and Merlin found himself not amused. “Jenaveve here is very friendly, maybe she can be your friend too.” He suggested with a roguish grin that had several of the Knights laughing- save Gwaine and Lancelot- and the woman giggling.

“I’ll pass Arthur, thanks,” He managed to sound polite at least, “I’m sure you know your way home from here, Sire.” He put a bit of emphasis on the last word, “And I’m also sure that one of the knights can pour you into bed.” He gave a pointed look at the woman and then back to Arthur, “I’m tired.” With that Merlin bid good night to Gwaine and Lancelot and made his way to the entrance hall.

As the Sorcerer turned away he didn’t see the frown cross Arthur’s lips and the way he pushed the girl from his lap and started after Merlin. It wasn’t until Merlin was in the ivy decorated hallway that he knew Arthur had followed him.

“Merlin, what’s wrong?” He’d realized- a bit too late- that something was wrong with Merlin as he’d said goodnight. “I thought we were supposed to be out having fun tonight? No Prince and Servant tonight, just friends.” He was a bit confused at Merlin’s reaction. “You’ve been distant all night.”

“Arthur, every time we’re supposed to go out as ‘just friends’ I end up still feeling like a servant and not your friend. You treat me the same either way.” Merlin was frowning deeply now, “I just wish…” He paused here and looked away and at the ivy plant that was covering the trellis that lined the hallway.

“You wish what, Merlin?”

“Sometimes, I just wish that- for once- you would look at me differently.” Blue eyes were filled with sadness as he spoke those words.

Arthur was very confused now as he looked the other over and when it didn’t seem that he was going to say anything Merlin sighed and shook his head, “Look, I’m going home, Arthur, good night.”

“He said he was going home…” Arthur seemed to be putting something together in his mind for his next words were, “Did he go back to Ealdor?” Merlin thought the Prince sounded slightly panicked and it seemed that Morgana heard that as well.

“No Arthur, Merlin didn’t leave Camelot. But the reason you’ve not been able to find Merlin, is because you didn’t know where to look.”

Oh yes, that wasn’t cryptic at all! Merlin then heard the door of Morgana’s room open then close again and Gaius’ voice floated behind the partition, “I think I’ve figured out what happened. Where’s Merlin?”

Gwen nodded to Merlin now and she stood to follow Morgana’s serving girl into the main of the room. “Here she is Gaius.”

~Merlin~

Arthur’s eyes landed on the dark haired, blue eyed woman in green and felt his jaw drop. “Arthur calmly, please don’t yell, she’s freaked out enough for the both of you.” Morgana’s voice had a strange soothing tone to it that he’d never heard her use.

“Merlin?” The female nodded and started to chew on her bottom lip in what Arthur figured had to do with nerves. “What happened?” She shook her head and that was when Gaius spoke up.

“The argument that the two of you had, I asked Merlin to describe everything about that moment. From the words spoken to the surrounding room.” Arthur couldn’t take his eyes off of Merlin just now so he just nodded and the Physician continued, “Well the area you two were standing was lined with an ivy plant that grows well in dimly lit areas.” Arthur remembered the hallway being lit by only one torch now, “It is sometimes known as the Wishing Vine- the actual name is one that even I cannot pronounce.” Merlin was looking at Gaius and not at Arthur who was still looking at her in utter disbelief.

“Merlin it seems that what you said triggered this magical reaction.” Arthur’s attention now snapped to Gaius, “The Wishing Vine has magical properties in its raw form and if some sort of wish is made in close proximity to the plant then there is some sort of reaction.” Two pair of blue eyes looked at the man with different emotions swirling in their oceanic depths. Merlin with fear and Arthur with confusion and mild anger.

“What was Merlin’s wish that caused this outcome?” Gwen seemed a tad confused as well.

“For Arthur to look at him differently.” Morgana again used that soothing tone that seemed to be for Merlin’s benefit as the newly made female looked at Morgana sharply and the fear in her eyes intensified.

“Merlin, what had you meant when you said that?” Gaius asked and Arthur found himself looking back at his servant again; confusion and frustration evident upon his features.

Merlin was again chewing on her bottom lip and cerulean eyes closed as she shook her dark head. There was no way she was answering that question. Arthur had once said Merlin was a bad liar, so coming up with anything at all would be futile right now. But Arthur just had to speak now!

“Please, Merlin, what did you mean?”

~Merlin~

Running.

It had seemed like a good idea at the time. But Merlin hadn’t counted on Arthur following after, and being faster than her. Though if she was being honest, she really should have known that Arthur was faster than her, he was always ahead of Merlin anytime they were running from something.

So with all of that why the hell had she run?

“Merlin! Stop running damn it!” Arthur’s hand snapped out and caught her elbow pulling her to an abrupt stop and almost causing her to topple over- were it not for his hand on her elbow she surly would have.

“Please, Arthur, let me go!” Her voice sounded panicked as she tried to tug her arm from his grasp.

“Not until you tell me what you meant by what you said, Merlin.” Arthur was using that demanding tone of his again and it took everything in her not to give some snarky reply that would normally have gotten her placed in the stocks or stuck with some punishment.

“No, Arthur, please? Just let go.” The prince was rather stubborn and was still refusing to release her.

“Merlin! Just tell me and I’ll let you go.” Oh yeah right! If she told him not only would Merlin get the granted wish, but Arthur would laugh at her and then remind her of her station.

“I’m sorry Arthur-“

“Arthur!” Merlin had never been so happy to hear Uther’s voice in her life. “What’s going on here?” The king came to a stop before them and looked between the pair, “Who is this?” He demanded and both were spared answering by Morgana rushing up.

“There you are, Lady Emrys! I am so sorry to have left you so long, Arthur didn’t scare you did he?” She gently and discreetly pried Arthur’s fingers from around Merlin’s elbow to replace his hand with her own, gently rubbing at the spot, “Uther, this is Lady Emrys, she is from Cenrid’s kingdom- seeking refuge from his apparent tyranny.” The King’s ward looked to Uther beseechingly, “She doesn’t speak much, but what she has told me since I found her can only confirm what rumors we’ve heard as of late.” Arthur was looking at Morgana with such surprise that Merlin almost laughed at the expression.

“Lady Emrys,” Uther bowed his head to her politely, “May I inquire as to where in Cenrid’s kingdom you hale from?”

Ducking her head Merlin blushed a bit and thanked the heavens for her newly acquired silken voice, “Just over the northern borders of Ealdor, My Lord.” She flushed a bit brighter now but kept her head bowed.

As vague as the answer was it seemed to satisfy Uther for he nodded then and spoke again, “Well, Arthur will see that you have favorable accommodations and Morgana I am sure might spare her maid for you should you have need of her. Arthur may even spare Merlin if he’s not got the boy doing some pointless chore to annoy him.”

HA! So Uther thought Merlin’s chores were pointless too! And Merlin was right! They were just to annoy her! Oh, Arthur would pay. Somehow…

She’d figure that out later, for the moment Merlin gave a surprisingly fluid curtsy to the King, “Thank you, My Lord. You are too kind.” He nodded to her, gave an appraising once over that her cheeks flushing almost fuchsia, and left the three of them standing in silence.

“I always knew you were just giving me senseless chores!”

“Oh no you didn’t! You’re just saying that because my father-“

“Enough! Both of you! Arthur, we have to find a room for Merlin to use and then we have to come up with a half believable back story for her.” With Morgana in bossy mode since Uther’s finding them she shoved them both ahead of her and they started down the corridor.