archaeologist_dTitle: Wrecked
Rating: G
Pairing/s: none
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur,
Summary: Merlin the cat isn’t above wrecking things, just because he could.
Word Count: 100
Camelot_drabble Prompt: 471, wreck
Author's Notes: unbetaed,
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
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The wreckage of Arthur’s ship-in-a-bottle, so close to being finished, was now scattered across the room.
Honestly, it was really Arthur’s fault. He’d left it where that damnable cat, that golden-eyed, black-furred monster could get to it. Even now, His Majesty Muckitimuck Merlin-the-menace was licking his paws, looking smug and innocent at the same time.
Arthur couldn’t even yell at him. Not when he sat there, blinking at Arthur, purring madly. Hopping onto Arthur’s lap, rubbing his soft fur against Arthur’s chin in apology.
Damn cat knew that Arthur would forgive him.
Next time, though, Arthur was closing the door.
