Mystery's Short Stories.

The Conversations of Modred and Emrys

Again I don't know what the Hades happened.

If I owned Merlin, Modred would not have gone to Morgana's side and the story would have a happy ending.

--Mystery

'Emrys. You're being paged,' Modred thought to Emrys, as the prince called down the halls for his manservant.

'Kind of in the middle of making sure his pratinesss doesn't get assassinated. Stall for me?' Merlin thought back.

'Hmmm, let me think... Ok I've thought, and the answer is.... You'll have to bribe me.'

'What if I give you cookies the next time, I see you?'

'That'll do.'

"--dred! MODRED!!" Modred snapped out of his daze that he fell in while telepathically speaking to Merlin.

"Yes, Your Highness?" Modred asked

"Do you no where my excuse of a manservant is?"

"No sir, but I think I heard him say something about Gaius wanting him to get more herbs today."

'Emrys!! Emrys!! Get up!! Get up!!' Modred mind shouted, while jumping on Merlin's bed.

'Modred I'm sleeping,' Merlin replied.

'I don't care. I don't feel like going to training alone.'

'Fine I'm getting up but watch your back.' With the confirmation that Merlin was getting up, Modred went down the stairs and started talking to Gaius.

5 minutes later Merlin came running down the stairs and started chasing Modred out the door. Only throwing a quick 'hi' over his shoulder at Gaius.

'You woke me up. You better watch out when I catch you nothing will save you from the worst torture there is,' Merlin told Modred

'No Emrys not tickles,' Modred pleaded bursting in a fit of giggles.

'Yes tickles.'

'Emrys no. No tickles.'

'You woke me up I deserve revenge,' Merlin said. Modred stopped short not bothering to reply once he realized where they were.

The warlock and druid were on the training fields. Modred was still laughing right before he stopped, and Merlin was still fuming about being woken up so as soon as Modred stopped Merlin snuck up behind him and tickled him. Modred burst out into a uncontrollable fit of giggles and laughter.

The Knights of the Round Table were standing on the training field. Author was there and the only knight they were waiting for was Modred. The knights heard giggles right before Modred burst onto the training grounds. A fuming Merlin not far behind.

Modred for his part seemed to realize where they were and stopped but Merlin kept going towards the young man. Merlin placed a finger on his lips in the direction of the knights before tackling Modred to the ground and tickling him relentlessly.

'Emrys, stop I yield,' Modred said.

"Beg," Merlin said aloud

'Emrys stop I'm sorry. I promise I'm sorry. It was cruel of me to wake you up before you wanted to be awake. Especially if you were up all-night saving Author. Please stop,' Mordred begged.

Merlin stopped tickling the druid with a smile on his face, pleased with the boys answer. The knights for their part just stared. Modred had said nothing, yet Merlin had stopped the relentless tickle attack.