Title: Dragon Picnic
Character/s: Merlin, Kilgharrah, Aithusa
Summary: Merlin uses a morning off to spend time with his favorite intelligent lizards.
Word Count: 700
Prompt: #163 Picnic in the Sun
Author's Notes: Hey, it's not Mergana LOL!
Merlin whistled as he walked through the forest, basket in hand. He was on his way to spend some time with a pair of special friends, ones he didn’t usually see in the daytime. But today they’d flown in before dawn so they could spend some precious time together.
Eventually he reached the clearing where he usually met with Kilgharrah. Lying in the middle of it was the great golden dragon. A little white dragon half-hopped half-flew all over the clearing. When he saw Merlin, he screeched with joy and zoomed right over. The warlock had to duck so the tiny dragon wouldn’t smack him in the head, but he laughed all the same. “Young Warlock, it is good to see you without a crisis at hand.”
Merlin laughed. “It is, isn’t it?”
Aithusa hopped back to him and craned his neck up. “Eep?”
Merlin put down the basket and held his arms open. “Come here, little guy.” Aithusa jumped into his arms with an excited squeal. They cuddled for a few moments.
“He has missed you,” Kilgharrah said.
“And I, him.” He looked down at the little dragon. “Aithusa, I need to set up the blanket. Would you hop down?” The little dragon did. Merlin opened his basket and took out the blanket, closing it up again right away. Aithusa hopped over to sniff it and gave a little growl. “Oh, you’ve found your treat, have you? Well you’ll just have to wait until I’m done.” He unfolded the blanket and arranged it on the ground.
Kilgharrah laughed. “He is a young dragon, Merlin. He doesn’t know the meaning of the word ‘wait.’”
“I get it. But I still have to incant the spells to hide us.” He closed his eyes to remember what he’d read in his spell book yesterday. When he opened them, he spoke the few words that would hide them from prying eyes and ears. “There. Now we’re safe.”
He sat on the blanket; Aithusa hopped right over to him. “You want your treat now, do you?” He opened the basket again and pulled out a package wrapped in multiple layers of paper. Then he sat it on the grass next to him and unwrapped it, revealing part of a deer leg.
The little dragon hopped up and down excitedly, flapping his wings in the process. He looked up at Merlin and said, “Eeep?”
The warlock laughed. “Go ahead.” Aithusa immediately attacked the meat.
“That was very kind of you,” Kilgharrah said.
“Well, it’s not every day I get to see my two favorite dragons.”
“Merlin, we are the only dragons you see at all.”
“I know.” He smiled broadly while Kilgharrah laughed. Merlin then brought out his food and began to eat, while Kilgharrah devoured the whole deer he’d brought down earlier. They talked a bit about how things were going in Camelot and about what Aithusa was learning.
The little dragon finished his meal first and began rolling around in the grass to express his joy. After Merlin was done, he hopped into his lap and curled into him. Kilgharrah explained that this was Aithusa’s way of giving thanks. He also mentioned that the next step would be wanting to play games.
Merlin laughed and petted the little dragon’s head. “Of course I’ll play with you!” They played a version of hide and seek; they closed their eyes and used their senses to find one another. Merlin also made a little glowing ball that he threw around for Aithusa to catch. Kilgharrah even came up with a few games so the young warlock and even younger dragon kept playing until the sun was overhead.
Merlin looked up and noticed this. He groaned and apologized to the dragons, explaining he only had the morning off. Aithusa jumped into his arms again for a long hug and a “see you later little guy.” He went over to Kilgharrah and put his arms around the dragon’s neck. “I hope we can see each other like this more often.”
“That is my wish as well, young warlock. Be well.”
With one last wave and a few whispered words, Merlin disappeared into the trees, headed back to Camelot.