Okay, so we all know how elves' hair is always perfect, right? Well, this trait starts at a very young age, but... not quite to the same quality... This is what happens when little Arwen does her Ada's hair... A random rambling from an extremely strange brain. :)
Arwen giggled, simultaneously pulling Elrond's hair, making him wince. She did seem to have an affinity for… "styling"… her ada's hair above anyone else's, and Elrond was willing to put up with some discomfort to make his small daughter happy.
Sitting at his desk, Elrond was –tug– attempting –tug– to do some –tug– paperwork, Arwen standing on the back of his –tug– chair so she could reach. To his credit, Elrond did not stop her, nor get even mildly upset. A little annoyed, yes, but for the most part, he –tug– tried to ignore it.
Glorfindel walked into Elrond's study, another paper in hand. He knew about Arwen's styling sessions, but he still stopped in his tracks, clapping his free hand to his mouth to try to keep from guffawing at this. Presently, he controlled himself and, regaining his composure, delivered the page to Elrond before leaving as calmly as possible. As soon as he was out of sight, however, loud laughter rang out. Elrond mentally shook his head.
A little while later, "My Lord! My Lord, come quickly!" rang from the hallway.
Instinctually, Elrond bolted from the room, leaving a suddenly very sad and dejected Arwen on his chair. Coming into the hall, Elrond was greeted not by panicked elves but… laughter.
Glorfindel, as it turned out, had told everyone he could find about Arwen's beauty day, and they subsequently wanted to see it, but could think of no excuse to go into his study.
Turning his head to see his reflection in the convenient mirror hanging on the wall, Elrond saw what his daughter had done. Pigtails! Not low, sophisticated ones, but high, -on the crown of his head- and clumsily braided. Pieces of hair not caught entirely were sticking out this way and that, and flowers and other assorted things were stuck into his hair.
You'll pay for this, Glorfindel, he thought evilly as he retreated back to his study, ready to ask Arwen if she wanted to do Glorfy's hair next.
So... There you have it! Arwen at her best! ...Or worst, however you want to view it. Did this make you laugh? Was it hard for you to picture Elrond-high and mighty, sophisticated, Lord Elrond of Imladris- in PIGTAILS? Please tell me! Review, please! :D
~Ithillaer
