Title: A Little Bit of Fun
Characters: Arthur, Leon
Summary: Arthur wants to practice his hunting skills, sort of.
Warnings: Arthur is a little shit, kid!fic
Word count: 222
Prompt: 396, stalked
Author's note: Poor Leon had to deal with Arthur growing up. Merlin only got a few years of the prat.
Arthur knew it was just a matter of time before he caught his prey. He had watched it carefully, stalking it. He knew its normal pattern of behavior; where it went and how it moved. So today he lay in wait. There was a slight chill in the air and the stones felt smooth where he knelt, tucked away in a small opening behind a statue of some old notable of Camelot who looked like he’d eaten an unripe apple. Arthur had no idea who he was and didn’t really care.
His heart and breath sped up a bit as he heard quick footsteps down the hall. He forced himself to calm down; after all, it wouldn’t do for his prey to hear him. As his target came closer, Arthur readied himself. Just before it would have passed, Arthur sprang out with a yell. Leon made a noise somewhere between a shriek and a squeak and stumbled back, dropping the papers his knight-trainer had given the squire to deliver to the king.
Arthur ran off down the hall, cackling as he escaped the wrath of the older boy who was currently hurling insults at his back while he picked up the papers. Yes, Leon would do quite nicely as one of his knights in the future. He was going to be fun.