[Back dated to the Pet Sitting Virus] ♔ | 11 The King has Talons [Video]

[not_a_clotpole]

[Well, here's something the community doesn't see every day. The King of Camelot on screen.

There's another thing the community doesn't see every day.

The King has a bird on his head.

Not just any bird, but an falcon.]

"Duck people...if you can hear me and I hope you can

...

Why is this bird on my head?"

[For the curious and amused this type of falcon is called a Merlin]

Comments

[eldesthatter]

I do believe it is one of the viruses again.

[not_a_clotpole]

[It takes Arthur a few seconds to realise what she means, once he does he winces.]

"Not one of those again, the last one was bad enough. I can't get this-" [he points to the bird.] "To leave and I'm supposed to run a council in a few minutes! What, exactly, am I meant to do?"

[eldesthatter]

Have you tried a cage of some kind?

[not_a_clotpole]

"A cage!" [Arthur's eyes light up.]

"That's a brilliant idea!"

[Arthur disappears off screen for a moment, and what follows is the sound of flapping wings, some very annoyed screeching and a shout from Arthur.

He reappears in the frame, hair extremely messed up and scratches on his face.]

"That...didn't work."

[eldesthatter]

Oh my...

Perhaps bringing him to a dimly lit area? It might think it is night and go to sleep.

[not_a_clotpole]

[Arthur's a little less certain about this idea, but he'll give it a go, retreating to his four poster bed and closing the curtains.

Quite a few minutes pass and finally he peeks through them and whispers.]

"I think it's asleep...but it's still on my head."

[eldesthatter]

Can you move it without waking it?

[not_a_clotpole]

[Arthur cautiously leaves his bed, the falcon seems indeed to have nodded off, but its talons don't appear to be letting his head go any time soon.]

"Right...now what? My servant'll be here any minute and if he sees me like this, he'll never let me live it down."

[eldesthatter]

[Suddenly she's fretting about who she's talking to if he has a servant...]

Ah...you could make up some kind of story?

[archicheck]

He's a lovely bird at least.

[not_a_clotpole]

[Unsurprisingly this information doesn't make Arthur feel any better about his predicament.]

"It won't leave! I've tried everything!"

[archicheck]

It probably won't until the virus is over.

[not_a_clotpole]

"Well, isn't that marvellous? Just how am I meant to address the Council like this? Kings can do a lot, but I think this will be pushing it."

[The falcon decides to start styling poor Arthur’s hair, it descends into a mess quite quickly.]

[archicheck]

I don't know...I think a falcon could pull off the regal look. Try being a bit nicer to him. Maybe he'll cooperate better.

[not_a_clotpole]

[There might be the slightest twitch of a smile on Arthur's lips, but overall he continues to look annoyed.]

"Nicer? Nicer how? Should I feed it or something?"

[archicheck]

That might help.

[not_a_clotpole]

[Right, that makes sense.

Only problem, Arthur does not keep a supply of birdfeed at the ready in case of a falcon landing on his head and refusing to leave.

On the other hand, there has been a mouse problem and God knows Merlin (the servant) probably hasn't solved it.]

"Falcons eat mice, right?"

[It pays to be sure.]

[archicheck]

[She wiki'd this one. yep.]

Yeah. They should.

[not_a_clotpole]

[Not that Arthur has any concept of what Wikipedia is, but he's eternally grateful.

Now, to find a mouse. There'll be the sound of cupboards opening and the rattling of various things on the wall as Arthur hunts, but he reappears on screen with a frown on his face.]

"There’s none here...I can't believe it...Merlin actually got rid of them!"

[archicheck]

...

[She's quiet, then smiles slightly.]

Having a problem with them, were you?

[not_a_clotpole]

"Yes...I don't believe it. Merlin finally does his job just in time for a bird to take nest on my head! He really has the most appalling timing."

[Arthur is really very close to just giving up.]

[archicheck]

But he did it right. I hope you give him some credit for that.

[schrodingersghost]

....You know, this situation practically demands a pun.

[not_a_clotpole]

[Arthur's eyes narrow, you might want to retract that statement odd looking boy.]

"Oh? And what pun would that be?"

[schrodingersghost]

Don't know, I'm stumped. But it needs one.

[not_a_clotpole]

[Arthur heaves a very irritated sigh.]

"Well, I'm happy everyone here finds this so entertaining. It's not as if I have important work to do, I'm just King of Camelot, I'm sure they don't need me."