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Arthur stood before the spray of water in utter awe. It was like nothing he’d ever seen or imagined. There was nothing but shiny, white walls leading to a shiny, white floor with holes in it. A strange silver bowl was fixed to the ceiling, and water was currently falling from it like rain.
It was both frightening and fascinating.
Disrobing, he gave the shower one last uncertain glance before carefully stepping inside.
It was glorious.
Perfectly hot, the spray felt like a massage on his head and shoulders. As his muscles began to relax, a soft groan escaped his lips, echoing in the small, shiny closet. He let himself admire the heavenly feeling for another few moments.
What was it Merlin had said? Oh, yes. Cleanse his hair with the blue bottle, cleanse his body with the white bottle. He opened the lid of the blue bottle and overturned it into his open palm. Creamy white liquid came rushing out. With a gasp, he righted the bottle and snapped the flap closed. Oh well, he thought. He went to work scrubbing the stuff into his hair, finding the bubbling suds to be most enjoyable. He dutifully rinsed the nice-smelling stuff from his hair, doing his best to keep it out of his eyes. He decided it was much easier than washing his hair in a bathtub. Next came the body cleanser, which Merlin had advised to use on what he called a “loo-fah”, which Arthur rolled his eyes at. Merlin and his made-up words again. The puffy thing was surprisingly pleasant, scratching his skin just enough and distributing the suds all over. For such an odd object, it did a nice job.
He felt triumphant as he used the fluffy towel to dry off. Considering it was his first time bathing himself, let alone taking a shower, he hadn’t messed it up too badly.
“I think I did that right,” he said as he ambled back into Merlin’s bedroom.