A/N Considering this is my first ever attempt at doing a drabble at all, let alone a drabble series, I think this has turned out well. I hope you all think so too and decide to continue to read and review this little series that I'm doing just for the hell of it (and because I'm sat at school, bored out of my mind.)

Disclaimer – I don't own Merlin, however much I wish I did…

Merlin was sat in his room when Gwaine came bustling down, his armour half undone and his cape on sideways.

"Merlin! I need you to use your magic to turn Percival into a smelly idiot who doesn't dress himself properly!" he demanded, causing Merlin to raise an eyebrow slightly, looking the knight up and down as he answered.

"Why would you want me to do that?" the warlock asked, having not registered that Gwaine had asked him to use magic when he shouldn't know he even had it.

"Because then they'll pick on him instead of me for a change!"