#merlinhateweek

Mordred: (Jumping around) He’s my new brover!

The court ladies and a handful of knights, including Arthur and Gwen: Aw! 

Gwen: He’s absolutely adorable, Morgana!

Random Lady: Oh. My. Gosh! Does he have tiny wings?!

Morgana: (Proudly) Yes he does. I swear, he’s going to be so handsome when he grows up he’ll have everyone falling for him.

Arther: (Jokingly) Is that a prediction or a promise, ‘Gana?

Crowd: (Laugh)

Morgana: (Rolls her eyes) You're SO  hilarious, Arther.

Random Knight: May I hold him, Lady Morgana?

Morgana: You may. (Carefully hands BabyWalt to Rando Knight) Mind his head. He is a BABY troll after all.

Mordred: And don't dwap my brover!

Random Knight: Oh! I wasn’t expecting him to be so warm.

Crowd: (More Laughing)

You Know Who: How the Hell are you all so ok with this?!

Crowd: (Turn and stare at Merlin)

Arther: What are you talking about, Merlin?

Merlin: How can you all not see that that thing is an abomination? They're not even the same species!

Morgana: (Angry) His name is Stricklander, Merlin.

Arther: Yeah. And my sister is called ‘Mother of Monsters’ for a reason. 

BabyWalt: WHAA!

Morgana: (Taking BabyWalt back from the now nervous Knight) Now see you did, Merlin! Come on, Sweeties. Let’s go to the orchards. The apple trees should be in bloom.

(In the orchards)

Mordred: (Crying) Mama, why is Uncle Merlin being so mean to Strickler?

Morgana: Because sometimes people can get like that when they don't know what to say or do.

Mordred: (Pouting) Thats stupid.

Morgana: (Nodding) Yes it is, Mordred.  Yes it is.

AN: This is meant to take place before Morgana goes evil. Or before Merlin starts turning everyone against her. Whichever theory you prefer.

Nearly three months after the events of the Eternal Night Jim received an important phone call from home. From Walter Strickler to be specific.

“How many people can you take at the moment? Your teachers would like to come and speak in person to work everything out for your online schooling,” The changling inquired.

“I think we can make just about any number work,” Jim replied, “As long as we keep everyone to the outskirts of Trollmarket we should be fine. Why? There are only four of you. Unless...is everyone planning on bringing their families?!”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, “Lets just say, some people have heard about your condition. You might want to write this down, Young Atlas.”

LLB

Claire walked into Jim's keep and found him on the phone, a pad of paper on the table in front of him.

“Who are you talking to?” She mouthed, not wanting to interrupt if it was his mother.

“Strickler,” He mouthed back, “Hey, Claire just got here. Can I let her know everything that's going on next week?...ok.”

After a moment he put the phone on speaker and set it on the table.

“Good evening, Ms. Nuñes. Have you begun your next semester yet?”

“Not yet. Two more weeks. Why?”

“We’re going to be having a lot of people over next week,” Jim interjected, “And, unless it's an overcast day, I can't lead everyone in from the city. We were wondering if you would.”

“Sure. How many people are we talking about?”

“Young Atlas should have a list.”

Jim pointed to the list on the table and laughed at the look on his girlfriend’s face.

“Also,” Walt spoke over Jim’s laughter, “You might need to find someone to babysit Merlin for the week. There are a lot of people who are none to pleased with him...”

LLB

The rest of the week was passed setting up rooms for their impending guests. Neither Jim nor Claire had ever had to play host/hostess on their own before. They also spent some time stocking their kitchen with human food, even though Walt hadn't told them that everyone would likely go into town for food on their own. Thankfully, Merlin stayed out of the way most of their time. He stayed holed up in his lab.

Finally, the day arived. Sadly, the sun shone brightly in the sky. Clair made her way out to meet everyone on her own, with Jim left to wait at the enterance to Trollmarket.

“JIM!!! WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME MY PARENTS WERE COMING!!!” Claire screamed as soon as she and everyone else returned.

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” Jim laughed, “I set up their room next to yours.”

They led everyone down to their cave and showed them all where they would be sleeping.

“We couldn’t find mattresses for everyone,” Jim explained, “But we do have some air mattresses that are in working order. Coach, your family so in this room.”

“Senior Uhl, your family is in this one.”Claire opened another door.

“Ms. Janeth, you and Eli are in this room but if Eli would rather bunk with the guys then his aunt we understand. We just tried to put families in the same rooms.” Jim explained.

“Mary, Darcy, You two are in my room with me. Aja, you can come too, if you want. Otherwise, you’re with Senior Uhl, Ms. Zadra, and Susan,” Claire told her friends.

“And Mom, Walter, you two and Wally and Xena are in the room next to mine. Toby, you can stay in your room with Nana and Dick or you can stay in mine if you want.”

Jim jabbed his thumb at a wooden door with a brass “T” set at the top and “Warhamer” underneath it.

“Awesome sauce!” Toby cheered.

“What is all that racket? Can a wizard not get some peace and quiet to sleep in?” Merlin stepped out of his room at the farthest end of the hall.

The cavern went deadly silent. Every single one of the teachers of Arcadia Oaks and their families stared at the wizard.

“Merlin,” Claire said in the voice you used only on small children...and Merlin, “Stay in your lab or go to Blinky’s.”

But it was to late. Everyone had seen the wizard and now they knew where he would go.

“So...You're the bittsnack that messed up Lake’s life?” Steve said from his spot with his mother, Coach, and Richard.

“Who are all you people? And what is the definition  of a “butt-snack”?”

“Merlin,” Jim said, also abopting a tone of voice usually reserved for small children, “This is my family. You somehow managed to piss each and every one of these people off.”

“I didn't even you you could make some of these people that mad,” Claire noted, “So, unless you want them to hurt you, go back to your lab and don't come back until next week.”

“AND if you don't want me to hurt you, don't go anywhere near any of the babies you see here. Understood?” Jim crossed his arms like a disgruntled parent.

Merlin rolled his eyes and made his way to the entrence to the Trollhunters’ keep, “I have much more important things to work on then watching a handful of drooling infants.”

Once he was gone, Barbara turned to her son, “Are going to warn him about your Uncle Lucky? He’ll get here tomorrow.”

“Nah. He’ll figure it out when they meet...”

AN: Richard, Susan, Wally, and Xena are just four of the familiars. I thought it would be a nice touch to add some of them getting adopted by some of the teachers.

I have done more than just imagined it my friend...

BBC: What the hell are you?

Jim: Apparently a half-troll but I don't really feel the human half anymore... Merlin cursed me. He said it would make me stronger.

BBC: *Looks accusingly at S*

S: Not me! I would never do something like this to a child! Make him deal with his deepest fears and issues maybe. But never this! How do I know YOU didn't do this?!

Jim: Wait wait wait. You both are Merlin as well?

Both: What?

Trollhunters Merlin (T): *Enters* Trollhunter! Who are these men?

BBC+S: *Stare at T*

Jim: Merlin, this is Merlin and also Merlin. To avoid confusion, I'm going to call you all *points at BBC* Young, *points at S* Old, *points at S* and Napkin Head.

BBC: *Looks at S* Are you thinking what I’m thinking?

S: *Seriously thinking about making T do primal scream therapy* Oh yeah.

BBC+S: *Summon their magic and begin chasing down T*

BBC: When were done with this guy, I got dibs on fixing the kid!