Okay, so before you start asking, I made Blockworm essence up myself.

And... erm... Hi?

FF. Net isn't a fan of Leon because it keeps removing the space after his name... Forgive any typos also, my laptop is quite old and cant be bothered to develop that one last letter sometimes...

ON WITH THE SHOOOOOW!

Merlin scratched his head in concentration, just about to add the last drop of Blockworm essence to the draught of living peace...

SLAM!

Merlin jolted, spilling the blue liquid all over the table. He turned around in annoyance, coming face to face with the Prince's Knights removing their cloaks and smiling at him.

"Yes?" He hissed, folding his arms. Lancelot - who was standing closest to Merlin - shot him an apologetic smile.

"Sorry Merlin, we just wanted to come say hello, is all." The knight said sincerely. Merlin's glare softened.

"Well, could you maybe come back later?" The warlock said, turning back around and trying to scavange what he could of the blockworm. "I'm in the middle of potion making for Gaius."

"Ah, don't worry Merlin." Gwaine said, strutting forward with a dashing smile. He picked up a bottle of red liquid, twirled it around in his hand then put it back, turning to grin at Merlin. "Gaius won't be back for a few days."

"I need to get these done, I'm afraid." Merlin said, gently pushing Gwaine out the way.

"But Merlin..." Gwaine whined. Leon rolled his eyes and pulled the most likely drunk knight away from the servant.

"Gwaine, Merlin is doing what Gaius has asked him to. Leave him to do it in peace." He said firmly.

"Ya know Leon, you're no fun." Gwaine said with a playful glare.

"Oh well." Leon returned the expression.

Merlin rolled his eyes at the hopeless men and turned back to his ruined potion. Gwaine stumbled forward again and picked up a vile of yellow liquid, uncorking it and taking a sniff.

"Hey Merlin, what's this?"

"Gwaine - CAREFUL!" Lancelot jumped forward as the bottle slipped from Gwaine's hand. It fell to the floor with a large SMASH, spilling it's contence all over Merlin.

Merlin gasped, clutching onto the table for support. Lancelot jumped forward to help him, only to be held back by Elyan. A flash of silver smoke engulfed Merlin, twirling around and around him as a tornado. Though after a minute, it was gone as quickly as it came. Then suddenly;

"Oh… my bad…" Gwaine said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. The other knights just gawked at him.

"Your bad?" Lancelot bellowed. "You've turned Merlin into a flipping CHILD!"

Indeed, there before the knights, lay a baby in the place of Merlin.

"In all fairness I didn't know what that potion did!" Gwaine backed up slightly from the angry faced knight. "And how was I supposed to know that Merlin was standing right behind me?"

Lancelot threw his hands up in annoyance before turning back to crouched beside the tiny child, holding his hands gently to keep him upright. It seemed that Merlin was just under a year old, obviously not able to walk yet.

"Okay… so what now?" Elyan asked slowly.

"Gaius doesn't get back from the lower town until tomorrow evening, so we could just stay in his chambers with Merlin until he gets back." Leon suggested.

"That shouldn't be too hard … Merlin only looks a year old." Gwaine said.

"One problem though." Percival said. "Arthur." The knights groaned. Of course Arthur would be a problem. He'd want his servant soon enough, and since his servant was currently sucking Leon's finger, they'd have to think of an excuse.

"We can't tell Arthur." Lancelot declared firmly. "If Arthur knows then there is a very high chance that Uther will find out. Then Gaius would get in trouble for having such a potion in his store."

"Then we'll need an excuse." Leon pointed out. "We could always say Merlin went back to Ealdor to visit his mother."

"Or we could just say he went down the tavern." Gwaine suggested with a cheerful look in his eyes.

"When has Merlin ever gone to the tavern?" The annoyed knight said.

"Well-" Gwaine started.

"Let me rephrase that." Leon said, looking pointedly at Gwaine. "When has Merlin ever willingly gone to the tavern?"

"Fair point." Gwaine said, turning back to the small child in the middle of the floor. "Aww… Merlin's a pretty cute baby." The other knights had to agree. Merlin was quite little for a one year old. His hair was a dark brown and flowed down his neck into a small ducktail. He had large, shiny blue eyes and just the same as always – large ears. But when Merlin let out an ear-piercing scream, the knights view was quickly changed. Leon picked the boy up into his arms in attempt to calm back him down. He sat back on a chair and rocked him gently.

"What's wrong with him?" Gwaine asked worriedly.

"Probably hungry." Leon answered shortly. "Lancelot, pass me that milk jug and a goblet please."

Lancelot passed said items to Leon, who proceded to tip the milk into the goblet and gently press it to Merlin's lowerlip. Merlin stopped crying and started to pant quietly as he downed the white liquid like it was his last meal. Once the goblet was empty, Leon put it to one side and sat Merlin forward. He patted the small of the babys back gently. He burped gently. Leon sat him back and rocked him again. "Someone should go to the market to get some clothes for Merlin."

"I'll go." Elyan said. "Gwen might be down there. Should I tell her about Merlin?"

"No," Lancelot started. "Not in public, anyway."

"He's right." Percival nodded. "Word could get back to Arthur."

"Hang on." Gwaine started, looking at Leon. "You never keep secrets from princess Artie. I thought you were too noble."

"Gwaine," Leon glared. "Merlin is our friend, and so is Gaius. Do you really think that Gaius will be let off for having a de-aging potion in his stores?"

"No..." Gwaine grumbled.

"Then there you go."

"I'm gonna head out now. If I see Gwen, I'll bring her here, yes?" Elyan said, grabbing his abandoned cloak off the chair. Lancelot nodded at him. Gwaine turned to Leon as Elyan shut the door behind him.

"Can I hold him?" Gwaine blurted out. Leon scoffed.

"Well Gwaine, since you were the one who actually put Merlin in this position..." He said, speaking as if to a four year old.

"I see no reason why that should stop me holding my now literal baby brother." Gwaine said, crossing his arms and pouting.

"Baby brother?" Percival asked with a furrowed brow. Gwaine shrugged.

"Merlin's always been like a little brother to me, and now he's a baby... I just wanna hug him."

Leon would have resisted, had it not been for the lip quiver. And the big brown puppy dog eyes. "... Fine."

Gwaine giggled - in a totally manly way - and skipped - again, totally manly way... - forward. Leon placed Merlin in his arms."If you drop him..." Lancelot warned quietly.

"Calm down, Lancey." Gwaine rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to drop him." Gwaine turned away from (In his opinion) the stupid, over-protective and nowhere near as attractive as he was knight.

"God help you if you do." Percival muttered, looking around. "And God help Merlin if he ever gets a girlfriend after all this..."

What did you think?

Percival's little bit at the end was refering to the fact that practically all the knights would be catering for Merlin until he's changed back to normal. This includes feeding, burping, rocking to sleep and err... changing. *Akwardly looks around at the knights*

Which knight gets to change Merlin's nappy then people?

*All knights point at Gwaine*

Gwaine: Ah come on!

Me: *Cackles evilly*

Gwaine: *Pouts*

Lancelot: Ah, come on mate! At least she didn't ask you to be the wetnurse!

Me: *Strokes chin thoughtfully*

Gwaine: *Facepalm*