#king arthur pendragon
Arthur: I am at a loss for words!
Gwaine, telling Lancelot later: Despite being lost for words, Arthur yelled at me and Percival for the next 45 minutes.
Arthur: Did Merlin just tell me he loved me for the first time?
Lancelot: Yeah.
Arthur: And did I do finger guns back?
Lancelot: Yeah, you did.
Gwaine: Name one time I haven’t acted professional!
Arthur: …You’re holding a juice box right now.
Gwaine: It’s to stop me from spilling my juice.
Arthur: You read my diary?!
Merlin: At first, I didn’t know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book.
Merlin: Do you like my outfit?
Arthur: Not as much as I like what’s underneath it.
Merlin, blushing: Arthur-
Arthur: I need your chair. Get up.
Arthur, going over Gwaine’s resume: Okay, so right here, it states that you’re creative.
Gwaine: Yes.
Arthur: Okay… may I know what you create?
Gwaine: Problems.
Arthur, to Merlin: My life is in the hands of an idiot!
Merlin, motioning to himself and Gwaine: No no no no no, TWO idiots!
Percival: *Screams*
Gwaine: *Screams louder to establish dominance*
Leon: Should we do something?
Arthur: No, I want to see who wins.
Merlin: So that’s my plan.
Arthur: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don’t want to sound mean.
Merlin: No, go ahead, I want to hear it.
Arthur: It fucking sucks.
Merlin: That’s not constructive criticism.
Arthur: What did you do with the victim’s body?
Gwaine: What didn’t I do with the body?
Arthur:
Gwaine: Okay, that sounded more sexual than I intended. I disposed of the corpse respectfully.
Arthur: Can you keep a secret?
Gaius: Do you know anything about my life?
Arthur: No I do not. Good point.