Room 303, Sunday Morning

[bitchprince]

Arthur did not awake to the feeling of having slept particularly well. His head wasn't pounding, which was a good sign, but his brain felt like it still wanted to seep out of his head into something nice and unconscious of the sweetest kind.

He was usually an early riser. He was trying to remember why he didn't feel inclined to be so right now.

Of course, that's when he opened his eyes and found two very curious blue eyes peering back at him. "You awake yet?" Gawain demanded. Yes, demanded.

Oh, hell. "Go back to sleep," he ordered.

"But sir," Gawain said, plaintatively, "It's time for morning exercise."

Arthur was going to murder the world.

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[newlances.livejournal.com]

Gawain gave a long-suffering sigh, then rose up on his toes, and tried to restrain a bounce. "Run first? Or gymnastics?" Bounce. "There's a pool here, Mum said."

[bitchprince]

"We can go for a run in another hour," Arthur said, shoving his pillow over the back of his head. "Sit down and be quiet."

[newlances.livejournal.com]

Gawain flopped back into his blankets, groaning in disgust. At least there weren't any other kids here right now. He glared over at Leto's bed. Even if he was still there.

He managed to be quiet for all of five minutes before he had to ask, "How'd you hurt your arm?"

[bitchprince]

Oh, the incessant questions. He'd missed those. Really.

"The castle was under siege by monsters, risen from the grave," Arthur told him. He was still trying not to think about this whole venture (and failing miserably). "One of them crushed my arm against the wall. It'll heal."

[newlances.livejournal.com]

Gawain's head popped up at the foot of the bed, smile wide and brilliant. "Cooooooooooool. You and Mum fought them? Like with the harpies?" Then with relish he repeated, "Risen from the grave."

[bitchprince]

"Yes," Arthur affirmed, and sort of turned his head on the pillow to shoot the boy a look. It was a sleepy one. "We-- fought them. I killed a great many before the battle was done. Will you settle down?"

[newlances.livejournal.com]

Gawain shot him a smug look in return, and did settle down.

Five minutes later, very softly, but still in tune:

...and they killed the undead
and got hit in the head
and everyone said
Pendragon lead
and now it's
time for bed!

[future_sandworm]

Leto has slept on the floor. His bed was currently occupied by two girls and a boy, all of which were apparently his children, and so he did feel some responsibility for them. Victoria did remind him a lot of Alice, Alexander (and he refused to call the boy Sandy!) did seem to take after his mother too, and Hunith.... he didn't know. He still couldn't figure out how he could have a daughter with Merlin. He didn't want to think about it.

As Gawain started talking, Leto sat up, throwing a look towards his bed.

[bitchprince]

"Come to join us in the land of the living, have you, Leto?" Arthur asked, peering past his equally blond son to examine the other brood for any signs of...

Getting up to irritate him. Or something. Hunith, especially, got a wary sort of glance.

[wee-atreides.livejournal.com]

Victoria stuck her head up from under the blanket, looking at her father's roommate. "He is alive. I didn't kill him." She said this sounding completely serious.

Hunith tried to hold back a giggle.

[future_sandworm]

Leto smirked just a little, then pushed himself off the floor, stretching his arms. "Good morning to you too," he said to Arthur.

[bitchprince]

"You've done us all a great service," Arthur informed Victoria, somewhat dryly. "Leto--"

"Oh, he's still here, then," Gawain contributed, making a face at the guy.

[wee-atreides.livejournal.com]

"Patricide is generally considered a quite serious crime. Besides, I am not yet old enough to claim the throne." Besides, she quite liked her father and had no intention of killing him. She gave Gawain a disdainful look. "So are you."

[future_sandworm]

Leto ignored Gawain. That seemed to be the best strategy. "Yes?" He looked at Arthur.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Now that he'd even managed to be properly dressed for the day before people arrived with children, Merlin was being dragged over to Arthur's room by Arawn.

"Slow down!"

[destinybitch.livejournal.com]

Arawn's response to this? To go faster. Open the door without any sort of announcement of his presence.

"Father!"

[bitchprince]

"Knocking, Merlin--" Arthur started.

Oh, wait. "...Arawn."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"He's very fast," Merlin said, coming up behind the boy into the room.

[bitchprince]

"I noticed," Arthur said, shooting the child a mildly befuddled look.

"Father!" Arawn repeated, and promptly attached to his leg.

This led to more looking. "Have you fed him?"

[destinybitch.livejournal.com]

"Why don't I have my own room in this castle?" Arawn asked, holding on tightly. Climbing on Da was perfectly fine, but Father was king and you did not do that sort of thing.

Unless he did the picking up. He hoped he would!

[wee-atreides.livejournal.com]

"Father!" When Hunith noticed who had arrived, she climbed out of bed. "Good morning!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Hunith..." No, that would not stop being strange.

[future_sandworm]

No, it wouldn't. Leto looked from Hunith to Merlin. "Perhaps a less... enthusiastic greeting this time?" he told Hunith.

He did not want the girl to freak out Arthur by doing magic.

[wee-atreides.livejournal.com]

That just earned him a very Atreides-like smirk in reply, and then Hunith turned to Merlin again. "Can I borrow that book today?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You may read it, but it will have to stay in my room," Merlin said, ignoring Leto's comment. And the Atreidesness of this all. "I'm-- still reading it myself."