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I am sulking. I never sulk but my lizards from Rohan were eaten before they could be delivered and I was really looking forward to hearing Erestor scream when he pulled one out of his soup. I am so bored. Maybe I should take a walk in the gardens.
Wait…
Gardens…
Suddenly Glorfindel was not bored anymore.
The day was perfect. The birds were singing, Glorfindel was pulling a large bag of manure across the garden, and the sun was shinning. Elrond had to take a second look. Sure enough, his captain was lugging a huge sack of manure across his beautiful gardens. If he was not mistaken, that was the very garden the Erestor had taken a walk in to calm his nerves. The advisor had developed a twitch earlier in the day after seeing Glorfindel skipping down the halls with a bright orange flower.
He was brought out of his thoughts when Glorfindel turned the sack over and began duping out its contents all over the ground. Maybe the noble elf was helping the gardeners fertilize. The twins would be solemn before that would happen. So Elrond was left guessing as to what Glorfindel was planning.
Erestor sighed happily. Elrond's suggestion of a walk in the gardens had been a wonderful idea. The infernal spastic movements in his eye had fallen to the bare minimum with only a twitch per minute. It had been a long time before there was a day of peace in Imladris. If Glorfindel was not pulling a prank then the twins were. Well not today, the twins were with their mother in Lothlorien and Elrond had promised to keep Glorfindel busy for the entire day. Although Erestor would not be lying if he were to say he was a little bored. Certain events had always brought a little spice to life that was often neglected by daily life. Erestor banished his traitorous thoughts. If Glorfindel was anything, he was a nuisance.
Said nuisance elf was currently hiding in a bush just south of his trap. He had placed both his delicate hands over his mouth to keep from giving away his position by laughing. It would be mere minutes before one somber advisor fell into he deviously sprung trap. He could not wait.
Erestor wrinkled his nose daintily in disgust. The majority of the garden smelt of manure. He should have known that the gardeners were fertilizing, as it was spring. He kept walking forward, unaware of his soon to be sticky end.
Elrond was practically hanging out his window in excitement. The last time Glorfindel had used manure in his pranks had been in Lindon, which led to a very angry High King chasing after both his advisors with a horsewhip. Elrond urged on the serious elf to take the last step.
The second Erestor felt the ground fall out from under him, he knew that the peacefulness of the day was just a ploy to get him to left his guard down. The Valar must hate him. He hit the wet manure with a loud splat. Grudgingly he stood only to be hit with a sack of feather that fluttered down around him. He thought that might have been the end until a pot of flour fell down around his head. Choosing to spew out some rather unsavory words, he took off after the rapidly disappearing Glorfindel who would burst out into random fits of laughter that echoed all the way up to where Elrond stood leaning out his window with a rather silly smile on his face.
LP: I'm Baaaaaaaaaack! Did you miss me?
Erestor: Yeah, just like I miss the hole in my head.
Glrofindel: I missed you! Glomp
LP: YAY!
Elrond & Erestor: Sweat Drop
LP: Anywho, As always thanks for reading. Reviews with constructive criticism are greatly appreciated.