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Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

It had taken a few moments to figure out the DVD player, but Merlin did as he was told and just pushed buttons until it worked. It was a surprisingly good method.

He sat back, ready to watch this porno thing that Emmett had said would be interesting.

And in the first five minutes, he couldn't quite understand the draw of this sort of entertainment. It was only like Morgana and Gwen in the fact that they looked vaguely similar. The way they talked and the room they were in certainly didn't look like any castle he'd ever seen. And, really, those dresses were just terribly impractical for a lady or a servant. They must be terribly cold--

Merlin's eyes went very big as the dress issue was solved and they ladies started kissing. The only sound he made was the verbal equivalent of a keysmash.

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"Oh."

Well.

"Bugger."

"I found one!" Francine held it up hopefully while behind her the tv blasted out cheesy music and heavy breathing.

Merlin turned toward the TV for a moment and was frozen there. "Are they on a horse now?"

"Huh?" Nononono. Bad word. "What?" Don't look don't look don't look don't-- "That can't be safe!"

"Least of all for the horse," Merlin said. unable to look away. "It looks frightened."

"That can't be legal," Francine amended. "It's gotta be cruelty to animals or something."

Merlin cleared his throat. "Are the batteries working now?"

Off off off! If only magic worked that way.

"I can't find the other one!" Let's just ignore the part where she could walk over to the tv and shut it off at the source. Francine certainly was. She dropped down to her hands and knees to peer under the couch.

Crouching down as well, Merlin peered under the couch from the other side. He could see it, just out of reach there...

And there it was being pulled to his hand.

"Found it!"

"Oh, good, that was lucky!" Francine sat up quickly, remote in hand.

Merlin sat up at the same time, going to lean over and hand the tube to her and-- oh, that was painful.

Heads should never go cr-ack-thud.

Francine was very sure about that, even when it took her half a second to be sure of anything else, like her name and where she was.

"...ow."

"Perhaps we should have a phrase to warn each other we're nearby?" Merlin suggested, rubbing his forehead.

"Ow seems to do the trick," Francine said a little dryly, rubbing her own.

"Sorry about that," Merlin said, wincing from the pain in his head and causing her one too.

"Nah, my fault," Francine said. "Probably. It usually is. I'm kind of a magnet for stuff like that."

"It could be worse," Merlin said, leaning just a little bit to make sure he didn't leave a bruise. Slowly this time.

"Oh trust me, I know. You don't want to be around me and sports equipment," she said with a sigh. "...Or on a stage."

Merlin chuckled. "You should see when Arthur insists I help him with his sword work."

Her eyes widened. "That sounds dangerous. We are talking about the guy who can't tie his own shoes, right?"

She was resolutely ignoring the ....that on the tv, while she tried to fit the batteries back into the remote properly. Well, trying to ignore.

Ignoring was easier when there was conversation!

"He can, he just chooses not to because he's royalty."

"Hunh." Francine chewed on that one. "Nice work if you can get it, I guess. I think I'd still tie my own shoes though. If I was a princess or something."

"If you were a princess, you'd have handmaidens to take care of all that for you," Merlin replied with a grin.

Sadly, that just redirected Francine's attention to places she was trying to avoid. Like the tv screen. "I....think there are some things I'd want to do for myself!"

...That probably didn't come out right.

Merlin's focus followed suit and...

"Oh."

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