Sleeping meme: Arthur giggled, walking silently over to where Mordred hung half off of his bed. "Hey, MORBREAD." Arthur screamed into his ear before jumping backwards and waiting for a reaction. Love, actualarthor
Upon hearing the ungodly screech, Mordred flung his arm out, smacking Arthur -- hard. It wasn't until his eyes managed to focus, and his head stopped throbbing enough for him to form a coherent thought, that he realised exactly what he'd just done. "My apologies, Sire," he croaked, tugging his sheet up to cover a minimal amount of his bared torso. "I thought you may have been an... Intruder."











