A/N I decided to write the story again, but in Arthur's POV. Hope you enjoy!

Arthur was getting ready for bed, of course listing off the chores that he wanted Merlin to complete by the morning. He could've been nice and not give Merlin any chores, but well, they wouldn't be Arthur and Merlin if he didn't give his manservant some chores to complete.

While Arthur was listing the chores, he looked over to Merlin. It looked like he wasn't even paying attention.

"Merlin! Are you even listening to me?!" he inquired.

Of course your Highness. You want me to muck out the stables, clean your room, and clean the chamber pot, along with polishing your armor and sharpening your bloody sword! Anything else?" ranted Merlin.

Arthur looked at Merlin with shock. Merlin almost never took an attitude with Arthur. 'Oh well. It's not like he will do anything about it. If he's upset, he will tell me.'

"Merlin! You are not allowed to talk to me that way. I could put you in the stocks for that."

"Sorry your Highness. While all you have to do is wait for me to change your clothes and do everything else for you, while you get to go to sleep immediately after you're changed! I, on the other hand, have to do everything else for you. Then, when I get done with you, I have to go out into the woods to pick some herbs for Gaius. After that, I have errands to run for Gwen because I said that I would help her out with her chores. Finally, I get to go to bed. It's normally about 3 in the morning! I get TWO hours of sleep and then I have to go get your breakfast and get your LAZY ass out of bed!" Merlin rants.

Arthur stared at Merlin. He never realized how much work Merlin had to do. He started to feel bad for giving Merlin all of these chores. Merlin left after a moment of silence. Arthur made a split second decision and followed Merlin out the door. He locked the door before hurrying after Merlin.

Merlin was using the common way to the stables, but since Arthur grew up in the castle, he knew a few shortcuts to get to the stables before Merlin did. Arthur stopped by Gaius' room to get the list of herbs that needed picked. He continued on his way to the stables. He passed a servant, which he handed the list to and asked that he gather the herbs and return them to Gaius.

Somehow, Arthur managed to beat Merlin to the stables. He knew that Merlin wasn't far behind him though, so he opened the door to the stable, and let the horses out. He felt bad the Merlin had to round up the horses, but it was the only way to keep Merlin away long enough to muck the stables. He hid just out of sight from the doors of the stable. He watched as Merlin walked up to the stable, saw the open door, groan, and then run off to find the horses. He finished mucking the stables, and quickly went to the armory.

When he entered the armory, he quickly found his armor and polish. He sat down a hurried to finish the armor before Merlin caught him. He worked for several minutes. Arthur just finished polishing his own armor when he heard footsteps walking towards the armory. He quickly put everything away and then blew the candle out. He hurried to hide behind a wall of the armory.

Merlin came in and lit a candle. Arthur watched as his servant spotted the polished armor. He watched as a surprised and grateful expression crossed on his face before a confused look settled on Merlin's face. Merlin didn't linger too long though. Merlin blew out the candle and left the armory. Arthur followed Merlin a little bit to find out where he was going.

Arthur determined that Merlin was heading to Arthur's chambers, so he hurried to Gwen's house to help her with her errands. It turned out that Gwen needed help moving some furniture around, so Arthur was helping her do that when they heard a knock on the door. Arthur quickly got out of sight from the door, while Gwen went to open it.

"Merlin!" she said.

"Gwen!" Merlin responded.

"What are you doing here?"

"Gwen, I told you yesterday that I would help you with some of your chores…" Merlin sounded confused.

"Oh! That's ok Merlin! I uh… I finished them earlier today, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Um… ok then. If you're sure?"

"Positive"

"Alright then. Goodnight Gwen."

"Night Merlin."

Gwen shut the door, and turned to face Arthur. They both smiled at each other for a moment before they got back to work. After about another half hour of work, Arthur left to head back to his chambers.

When he arrived, he unlocked the doors, entered, then shut the doors again. Arthur looked down and noticed that he was covered in horse poop. He was embarrassed that Gwen had seen like this, but he was grateful that she didn't say anything about it. He walked over to the closet and pulled out another set of clothes to change into. After he changed, he got into bed and finally fell asleep.

The next morning, Arthur was already out of bed and dressed before Merlin came in carrying breakfast.

"Here's your breakfast Sire."

"You never call me Sire unless you want something. What do you want?"

"I wanted to apologize for yesterday. It really was-" Arthur cut him off saying:

"It's fine Merlin. I didn't even realize that you had that much to do, so it should me apologizing. I'm sorry Merlin."

Merlin stood there dumbfounded for a moment. Then he seemed to catch sight of something and took a step forward.

"Arthur? What is this? It's… EW! How did you manage to get poop in your hair?!"

Merlin lifted the poop up to his nose and smelt it.

"How did you get horse manure in your hair? Even I don't get it in my hair when I…. you did all my chores didn't you?" Merlin asked.

"Um… well, when you said those things to me yesterday, it made me realize that I push you hard already, not even thinking that you have other things to do."

"Well thanks Arthur. Umm. I really don't know what to say."

"Well, I didn't clean my room OR my chamber pot."

"Really?! Fine."

Arthur was glad that everything was ok again. He couldn't do a lot for Merlin, so he decided to lessen the amount of chores that he gave Merlin. Now all he had to do was muck out the stables, polish his armor, and clean his chamber pot.