What was that for?

"Merlin!" yelled Arthur running his fingers through his hair frustrated e stated at the floor wondering what the hell had happened. "Yes", said merlin popping his head round the door in a rather high pitched voice knowing he was in trouble.

"Get in here merlin", said Arthur in a low and scary voice as he beckoned him closer, as merlin walked into the room closer to Arthur, he was suddenly hit on the forehead with a flying metal dish.

"What was that for", whined Merlin, knowing very well what it was for.

You know what the bloody hell that was for", yelled Arthur pulling him off of his feet a couple inches away from his own face. "Where the hell is my BED!" he yelled holding on to Merlin's shirt.

"Ah, yes… that, well you see I was trying to make it, you see", he whispered struggling for breath as Arthur clasped his hand around his neck. "What do you mean trying to make it"?

"Literally... That".

"Did you do this using Magic", asked Arthur curiously doing his weird Eyebrow dance he didn't know he did,

"Umm… maybe", said Merlin.

"Merlin!"

"Yes", whispered merlin lowering his head.

"What happened to it", Arthur asked fuming.

"Well it's most likely ended up in someone's house", he said cheerfully, as he tried calm Arthur down.

"Or", asked Arthur taking a step closer to Merlin, who was now backing away slowly"….

"floating about in the atmosphere somewhere", he said as he leaped out of the way of Arthur's fist and dodging his sword, he ran down the stairs, he heard a booming voice after him",

"MERLIN I'M GONNA KILL YOU", yelled Arthur stomping down the stairs",

"I'd like to see you try", retorted Merlin cockily.