Fanfic: Momo

Approx: 10,700 words
This story was first posted as a series in Camelot Drabble. It grew from the prompts, piece by piece and have not been altered here.
Arthur may be Mordred's uncle. But Merlin was Mordred's dad, no one could tell this fool's heart otherwise.

It can be read there Momo first post, Camelot Drabble
There, each chapter has a link at the bottom, leading to the next for easy reading.

Prompt: #75 Foolish
Merlin threw the papers on the table and rubbed his face. He was so tired. It had been a hopeless fight from the start. Merlin knew this. He is up against the Pendragons, with all their money and connections. Not to mention the nasty trump card of being blood relatives.

He was just a teacher who happened to be Morgana's next door neighbour, and had been a part of Mordred's life for the last six years.

Logically he had lost the minute they realized that the Pendragon line might not end with Arthur after all. It was foolish to even try. But Morgana had left Mordred in Merlin's care. Where she had gone was anyone's guess.

Merlin walked quietly into Mordred's room. He pulled the Lightning McQueen covers closer around the sleeping boy and put a gentle kiss on his forehead.
- Goodnight, Momo. I love you.
The boy drew his breath in his sleep.
- Love you too, Meme...

Merlin smiled. Momo and Meme.
Arthur may be Mordred's uncle. But Merlin was Mordred's dad, no one could tell this fool's heart otherwise. The Pendragons' were in for one hell of a fight.

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Fanfic: I thought I knew you / Educating Arthur

Approx:  7,500 words
AU. High school fic, I guess? 

This story was first posted as a series in Camelot Drabble. It grew from the prompts, piece by piece and have not been altered here. 

It can be read there: First part, Camelot Drabble
There, each chapter has a link at the bottom, leading to the next for easy reading.

Prompt: #94 Caring
It was Monday morning and Arthur was his usual cocky self. Or so it would seem. In truth, he was bracing himself for the jokes and ridicule he knew would come his way. It was terribly embarrassing to have been ‘rescued’ by your sister. He remembers he was singing, which was never a good thing. And it was snowing. He still didn’t know where his jacket had ended up. Morgana might have been right about him nearly freezing to death. He knew Morgana wouldn’t gossip about him, just as he never gossiped about her. But whoever had been in that alley with him and called her, saying she had to come and collect him… Surely this was too good of a story to keep to him - or her- self. Perhaps it had been some random stranger, but it was a bit odd that they rang Morgana and not the police or whatever. Father would have gone mental.

Still though, classes went by without any mention of it and lunch was spent with the guys bragging about what and who they had done. Joking proudly about how drunk they had been. He is not even surprised that they left him drunk and alone in an alley, but he made sure not to mention that bit.

Morgana cornered him before class.

-Right back to your so called friends I see.
Her voice was dripping with loathing.

-Have you even talked to Merlin today?

-No, what for?

She practically growls at him and leaves with angry steps, mumbling to herself. Weird,

Talking to Merlin might be a good idea, though. He’s so fun to tease, and it is so easy to do so with his big ears and nerdy ways. It's hilarious when he gets mad. Arthur brightens up at the thought and heads to the lockers.

-DON’T even mention it.

Arthur clamps him mouth shut before he could say anything at all. Now Merlin is being confusing as well.

-I don’t understand.

-No, you wouldn’t, would you? I didn’t do it for you, I did it for Morgana. She would miss you. Don’t know why. Next time you’re on your own. I’d probably be doing the world a favor.

Merlin slams his his locker shut and walks away. Arthur stares at Merlin’s back like he had never seen him before. Perhaps he never had.

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