"You can't wear that!" I said to him. He always wears that suit.
"Why not? Something wrong with my suit?" He said really offended.
"Well, it dosn't fit into CAMELOT!! They have never seen a suit before!" Is he blind, because I am trying my hardest to do a 'seriously?!' look, and he really dosn't get it.
"Oh, yeah. I have some other clothes.." He says and begun to walk away to a diffrent part of the Tardis. Yeah, it's HUGE. It's bigger on the inside, but I don't know how big.
"We're gonna need cloaks."
"Why?"
"Otherwise, they will recognize me!!" I said again.
"Can't you do a spell or something?" He asked me. "That makes you look different? You still got your magic tricks, right?"
"Well, I can use an ageing spell, but I have done it before and they think that me old is bad."
"Like... How bad?"
"Like, they think I killed Uther-bad."
"Ah." He only said. "But do it so you are in another age?"
"That could actually work." I said. "But just in case that they recognize me anyway, we wear cloaks."
_-_-_-_-_
"Doctor?" I asked when he had the hand on the Tardis door.
"Yes, Merlin?" It was really strange to hear my name again. I haven't let anyone know it in some hundred years.
"Can... Can I talk to him?" I had made myself look like I was 36 years old. I actually had a beard, and this time it was black, like my hair. I had made my hair longer. The Doctor had shown me a mirror to look at, and if I didn't know it was me, it would be really hard to recognize me.
"Yes, but don't get yourself in trouble! That's my job!" He opened the door and I followed him outside.
We where actually in Camelot. My home.
_-_-_-_-_
They where training. I looked at myself while I was shapening swords. That was really weird. Then I looked at the knights.
Lancelot.
He was still alive.
And... I could bearly look at him.
Arthur.
That stupid prat, dollophead, clotpole... He was standing there training like any other day. This must be before the Dorcha attack, because Gwaine, Elyan, Leon and Percival was also training.
A tear fell down my cheek. Gods I have missed this.
_-_-_-_-_
"Sire." I said walking forward to Arthur while he was watching Elyan and Percival train. I tryed to sound as Irish as possible, he would recognize my voice. I bowed.
"Have we met?" Only hearing his voice wanted me to fall into a heap and sob. I missed him, so much.
"No don't think so." I said, my voice on the edge of cracking.
"Your eyes looks a bit familiar... It's probably nothing. So, do you want something?" He asked. What am I going to say that dosn't sound like I am crazy? I thought.
"No, nothing. Just wanted to say that in the future, some people will miss you." And then I walked of, leaving him flabberghasted. Should I do it? I asked myself. The Doctor is going to be mad! But it's worth it. I turned around. "Clotpole fits you better, you know!" And I only saw a flash of his confused face before I turned around and ran, with the first real smile on my lips in centuries.