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10. The Grinch (It's Merlin)

Heyyyyyy... It totally hasn't been over 10 months since I've updated this book... whaaaaat?

Okay, it has...shhhh. But thank you so much for reading, commenting and giving kudos! I so appreciate it <3

I've updated the graphics within the book, and I'm about to do the cover. My graphic design skills now vs a year ago are significantly better so I felt it was time haha. Also, don't forget to ask the characters questions! The next chapter will be another Christmas special, and after that, the character Q+A!

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Gweny♡: JINGLE MOTHER FUCKING BELLS

Merls: oh god no. Is it that time already? I swear, it was just September

Gweny♡: Yeah, and then it was November, then October, and now we're here!

Merls: ugh. Can we just fast forward to January?

Hot Knight: are we just going to ignore the fact that Gwen doesn't know the order of the months, or...?

Sir Lance: What... Do you not like Christmas or something, Merlin?

MorganaIguana: Have you met him??

Arthur: Considering they barely know each other, Lance probably doesn't know anything about Merlin

Sir Lance: I know where he likes being touched???

MorganaIguana: Okay okay. TMI, Lance, TMI

Sir Lance: So, Merlin, you really don't like the holidays?

Merls: eh

MorganaIguana: He's literally the Grinch. I'm not even exaggerating

Gweny♡: He actually kicked down Percival's Christmas yard decorations one year

BFG: *sad face*

Sir Lance: wait, seriously? You kicked his yard decorations down?

Merls: relax, I'm not that rude. You should've seen his decorations. I did it for a good reason. Pretty sure the inflatable Santa was possessed, and something about that damn nutcracker made me uneasy. Why would its jaw be that big unless it was for eating people?

MorganaIguana: It's literally for nuts, Merlin. It's a NUT cracker!

MorganaIguana: Also, why are you acting like you're some kind of Christmas hero?

Merls: Because I am? Tf? If it wasn't for me, that nutcracker would have consumed you. And with no teeth, it would've been a slow and painful death

BFG: Well you could've been nicer about it... >:( You didn't have to kick it down, stomp on it, tear it apart, and throw it in the fire, and chant in Latin to repel the demons. A box would have sufficed.

Merls: yeah, if you wanted it to crawl out of the box and start chomping on your bones for a midnight snack. I still think you should be thanking me. I even took a Latin course for that exact situation, and sure enough, it came in handy!

BFG: Humph

Sir Lance: You took a Latin class in the likelihood that a wooden doll would come alive to consume your friends?