Everything But The Monkey, Sunday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

Arthur hadn't planned on doing this back when he was still vaguely confident that he would soon return to Camelot. But the time for that had come and passed, he felt homesick, and he had little to do. None of these were unusual conditions, as he'd had them for quite some time by now.

But today, these conditions met each other somewhere in the middle, clashed, and came up with--

"Too small," Arthur judged, peering down into one container full of puppies. So that was plastics, then.

[[ arthur's here with one and locked, but open for your pet needs ]]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"They're puppies, Arthur. I believe they're supposed to be a bit small."

[bitchprince]

"And these are too small," Arthur repeated, shooting him a sideways look. "I have owned dogs before, as you may recall."

He did occasionally have Merlin knees-deep in their... well.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Which wasn't on Merlin's mind as he reached into one of the pens to give a puppy a belly rub.

"How could I forget?"

[bitchprince]

Arthur shot all the belly rubbing a glance that intimated that Merlin was an utter girl. He dragged his eyes up to another case. Hm. "Over here," he said, wandering over.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Or that he had a heart, perhaps?

"What are you looking for exactly?" There were so many types of dog, it seemed. He always thought of it in terms of large dogs and small dogs. They all had a tendency to look about the same beyond that.

[bitchprince]

"A proper sighthound," Arthur said, utterly ignorant of Merlin's ignorance in such matters. "The woods are crawling with hares and rabbits..." He reached into one container.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Do you really think they will have dogs like yours back home?" Merlin asked, walking over to see what he was looking at.

[bitchprince]

"People still hunt, don't they?" Arthur said, studying the puppy with care.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

The face Merlin made? Utterly girly.

But look at those paws! And that face!

"What will you name it?"

[bitchprince]

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves." He shot Merlin another look, although it was vaguely amused. He picked it up just as carefully, lifting it for a closer look. "Everything seems to be in order..."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"How long do they take to train?" Merlin asked, holding out his hands to take the pup.

[bitchprince]

Arthur held on to it for a few more beats before passing it on. "Quite a while," he admitted, "It'll be something to do."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin held the puppy like a baby, grinning down at it. 'O's a cutie? 'es 'o is!

"A fierce hunter," Merlin said, nodding down at the ball of fur and paws. "You can tell by the look in his eye."

[bitchprince]

"It's not in the eyes, Merlin, it's in the build."

Such a girl.

"But he's not too bad, I suppose. I could work with him."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Of course." Merlin was very busy rubbing this one's belly too.

[bitchprince]

Arthur rolled his eyes good-naturedly and motioned for it. "I'll let the salesman know that we'll come for it tomorrow, after the move is done."

Which is to say, after Merlin had lugged most of his stuff back to the dorms.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You're going to be leaving tomorrow," Merlin informed the dog in a low voice. Because it clearly understood him.

"You'll need a name by then!"

[bitchprince]

Arthur rolled his eyes and motioned for the dog again. "I'll name it Brynmor," he decided, "That should be promise for the future, if anything. Now, come on, Merlin."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

After one last squeeze of the puppy, he handed it over. "A good name, sire."

[bitchprince]

"I do think so," Arthur said, modestly. With the slightly-squirming pup still in his arms, he moved towards the counter, where he engaged the salesman in some discussion.