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The Pond At Which Albion Rises

Author: shadowspun
Title: The Pond At Which Albion Rises
Rating: G
Pairing: Gwen/Lancelot
Characters: Galahad, Gwen, Lancelot, Arthur, Gwaine, Elyan, Merlin, Mordred
Summary: Galahad wants to watch his uncles perform, but he's tired.
Warnings: none
Word count: 655
Prompt: 399, you are the one
Author's Note: pure friggin' fluff that came out of nowhere. It's a fluffy attack of pretty much pure, grade A dandelion fluff. I'm surprised it isn't shooting at you from your screen. Also, I figure Galahad is about six years old here.


“I’m tired.  My feet hurt.  Carry me.”


Lance lifted Galahad in his arms, shaking his head.  He pressed a kiss against his son’s head and shared a smile with Gwen.


“Mummy, is it time to go home yet?”


“You’re the one who insisted you absolutely had to see the show or you would die, darling.”


“But I’m tired now.  Tell Uncle Merlin to hurry them up.” 


Lance chuckled.  “Won’t Arthur love to hear who he thinks is in charge of Albion?  So much for being the lead singer of the band.”


Gwen grinned at her husband and patted Galahad’s back.  “Only a few more minutes and you can hear your uncles play their songs in front of all of these people.”


He shrugged.  The band played in front of him all the time.  Uncle Gwaine let him play the drums with him sometimes.  Uncle Elyan was teaching him how to play the keyboard, even though he really liked the pipes Uncle Merlin played on some of their songs better.  The lights flickered and he watched his uncles enter the stage from the wings.


Uncle Arthur picked up the microphone and spoke to the crowd.  Galahad closed his eyes and let it wash over him. The sound was drowned out a bit by the earplugs his mummy had insisted he wear, but he could still hear everything.  When they started to play he smiled. It was mummy’s favorite song. A few songs later and he was sitting up in his father’s arms, clapping and singing along with the band.  He wasn’t tired anymore.


“And our next song is one that Merlin and Elyan wrote for our youngest and most dedicated fan.  I see you right there, Galahad.” Uncle Arthur was pointing right at him. He noticed other people turning to stare at him and he grinned and waved back at them.  Uncle Arthur just laughed as his daddy just groaned. 


The music started out soft, his Uncle Elyan picking out a tune on the keyboard.  Uncle Gwaine joined in with a light beat, followed by his uncles Merlin and Mordred on their guitars.  Uncle Arthur started singing the first verse a few moments later, and Galahad rested his head back on his daddy’s shoulder as he enjoyed the song he’d heard little bits of for the last few weeks.  His uncles had stopped singing or playing it whenever he was around. Now he knew why. It was for him. 


The rest of the night passed in a blur of music and words.  Galahad managed to make it to the end of the show. He was exhausted but he had to see his uncles backstage.  His daddy had finally needed a break from hefting nearly forty-five pounds so his mummy carried him through the door to the dressing room the band shared.


“The Pond and the Lakes are here, boys.”  Uncle Gwaine plucked him out of Gwen’s arms and swung him around carefully in the tight space of the room.  He was still all sweaty and gross from the lights and the performance, but Galahad didn’t mind. He hugged him tightly anyway.


“You were great, Uncle Gwaine.  You all were.” Galahad was handed off to each uncle in turn and got hugs from each of them.  He grinned up at his Uncle Elyan from his lap and leaned back against his chest. “I loved my song, Uncle Elyan.  Thank you.” He looked over at Uncle Merlin, who had stripped off his own sweaty shirt and was swapping it for a clean one after he’d toweled off.  “Thank you, Uncle Merlin.”


“You’re welcome, kiddo.  We’re glad you liked it.”  Uncle Merlin’s grin could light up a stage all by itself and it was impossible to not grin back.


“Wait, he said what?”  Uncle Arthur’s indignant tones rose from where he was sitting with mummy, who just laughed with daddy as they watched Arthur’s head turn toward him.  “Galahad!”

Tags: *c:shadowspun, c:arthur, c:elyan, c:gwen, c:lancelot, c:merlin, pt 399:you are the one, rating:g, type:drabble
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