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by EldritchCovenant

Squirrel: Oh hey Lancelot, how are you?

Lancelot: Moving from one crisis to another as elegantly as I can.

Uther Pendragon: I don't think you should be wandering around the castle.

Merlin: And why is that?

Uther Pendragon: You're not wearing any trousers.

Merlin: Good point.

Sister Iris: Here's the thing though, is it still a murder if I give them a heads up?

Sister Celia: I think that's called a threat.

Morgana: I found Arthur, he was sleeping on the job.

Arthur: I wasn't sleeping! I was drugged!

Morgana: Cancel that, Sir, he was doing drugs.

Squirrel: *Sets a pile of clothes on fire*

Squirrel: And just like that, the laundry is done.

Pym: *trips on air*

Red Spear: Haha, you're so clumsy.

*Later, when Pym is not around*

Red Spear: *Punching the air* Who do you think you are?! Who the HELL do you -

Gawain: Lancelot went to therapy today.

Arthur: Oh, good, how'd it go?

Gawain: His therapist had to call a therapist.

The Widow: I can't believe you did something that stupid.

Merlin: Please; I think we can all believe that I can do something that stupid.

Arthur: So what is Squirrel to you?

Gawain: The reason I wake up in the morning.

Arthur: Oh that's adorable.

*Earlier that morning*

Squirrel: *Barging into Gawain's room banging pots and pans together* WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

Arthur: It's nice to be wanted, you know?

Nimue: Not by the law!