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.

[[ door closed, post open! ]]

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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."

[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.

[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!"