Disclaimer: I don't own Legolas or Thranduil.
The Dare, Chapter 1
"Legolas, you can't back down from a dare," the voice said from behind.
"I know," he replied.
"I hope you aren't chickening out," another one added.
"I am not!" he said loudly, louder than he should have. His mind flashed back to a few days before.
"Come on, Legolas! Choose already, or Caunion will chose for you!" Legolas looked around at his brothers. There were three of them, all older than himself. "You have ten seconds to decide," Turin, the closest in age, said. Turin was four years older than Legolas.
"Time's up," the older one, Aranhil, said. "Caunion, what's your decision for our little brother?" This decision would be either truth or dare, for the four boys were playing Truth or Dare. Legolas was hoping against hope that it would truth.
"I choose a dare," Caunion replied after a minute. He and Turin shared a glance, their eyes glinting with mischief. The nine-year-old boy looked scared. Turin raised his eyebrows, smiling.
"Okay. Here it is." Turin leaned down and whispered what Legolas had to do.
"What if I don't want to?" the little boy asked, crossing his arms across his chest.
"Well, you have to. You were dared, Legolas, so you don't have a choice!" Caunion said with a smirk.
And now, here it was, a few days later. His brothers were starting to ask why he had not done it yet. Legolas had said he was waiting for the right time.
He was scared. That was the simple answer. He was afraid. Afraid of what would happen if he got caught. Afraid of his father. Afraid of his brothers, who were older and stronger than he.
But today was perfect. His father and mother were out, his sister was at a friend's house, and Aranhil was babysitting. He had to do it today.
"I'm going right now!" he said, turning around to face Turin.
"Okay. Well, go in!" Turin replied, raising his voice.
"I am!" the nine-year-old responded, exasperated. He quietly opened the door to his sister's room and walked in slowly.
"You have to steal her dress and tiara and hide them," he heard the voice say from inside his head. He rolled his blue eyes. Why did he always have to do the foolish dares?
"I know!" He grabbed the dress off the hanger and the tiara from its shelf. Then he rushed out, shoving the dress and tiara into Turin's hands and running away.
"Hey, Legolas! Come back here!" Turin called. "You haven't finished yet!" Legolas halted and turned around slowly.
"What else do I have to do?" he asked, his voice wary.
"You don't remember the second part of the dare? You have to hide them as well."
"Fine," the boy replied, walking back over to his brothers. Turin handed him the dress and the tiara. "Stop following me!" he added as his brothers followed towards his room.
"But we want to see it completed," Caunion said, winking at Turin.
"No! I'll come out when I'm done," Legolas replied stubbornly. He walked into his room and locked the door. "Where?" he asked to the air. Then it hit him. "That's it! That's where I'll hide them!" He knew a secret way to get into Turin's room, the perfect place to hide the dress and tiara.