A/N: This was written to overcome the writer's block I had on my fic "Shape Shifter." My first attempt at humor. Please don't hate me. The title needs some work too.
A Long Night
It seemed like a peaceful enough night at the palace of Gondor. Both King and Queen were fast asleep. The newborn princess, Rhianna, on the other hand, had just woken up, and because of this, she did what any healthy, normal baby would do: she cried.
She cried loud enough that it traveled to the next room, waking up both her parents. Arwen pulled the blanket over her head in a vain attempt to drown out the noise. "Aragorn, your daughter's crying," she mumbled drowsily into the pillow.
Aragorn continued to lay on his back, staring up at the canopy of their huge bed. "She can be your daughter for tonight, Arwen, I'm quite tired."
Immediately, Arwen's head was out of its covering. She propped herself up on one elbow so she was facing her husband. Even in the darkness, Aragorn could tell she was giving him a "Look." "You're tired?" she asked in disbelief, "You're tired! You weren't the one who was up for 36 hours straight giving birth to her! You don't know the meaning of tired until after you've experienced that! Now, I think that after all that, Naneth (Mother) deserves some rest!"
Aragorn squinted in the darkness. He half-expected to see smoke coming from his wife's ears, but he hadn't gotten her that angry... yet. The king was about to give in, when a thought struck him. A sly smile crept across his face as he reminded Arwen, "What if she's hungry? There isn't much I can do for that, is there?"
Arwen opened her mouth to say something, closed it, then opened it again. Finally, with an exasperated sigh, she got out of bed, slipped on her robe and headed to Rhianna's room.
King Elessar smiled at his victory, and soon, the baby quieted down, and all he heard was soft singing. Arwen's lullaby had almost put him to sleep as well. All of a sudden, he heard a loud crash that jolted him out of sleep. Moments later, he heard an even louder Elven curse. Of course, this set Rhianna off again.
Eventually the crying ceased, and Arwen came limping into the bedroom. Aragorn couldn't help but laugh. "And I though Elves were supposed to be graceful."
Arwen ignored him and collapsed into bed without saying a word. Aragorn shook his head and smiled. This, he thought was going to be a long night.
A/N: As I said, this is my very first attempt at a humor fic, and it will probably be the last one as well. Please review and tell me what you think.
~~Elendil
A Long Night
It seemed like a peaceful enough night at the palace of Gondor. Both King and Queen were fast asleep. The newborn princess, Rhianna, on the other hand, had just woken up, and because of this, she did what any healthy, normal baby would do: she cried.
She cried loud enough that it traveled to the next room, waking up both her parents. Arwen pulled the blanket over her head in a vain attempt to drown out the noise. "Aragorn, your daughter's crying," she mumbled drowsily into the pillow.
Aragorn continued to lay on his back, staring up at the canopy of their huge bed. "She can be your daughter for tonight, Arwen, I'm quite tired."
Immediately, Arwen's head was out of its covering. She propped herself up on one elbow so she was facing her husband. Even in the darkness, Aragorn could tell she was giving him a "Look." "You're tired?" she asked in disbelief, "You're tired! You weren't the one who was up for 36 hours straight giving birth to her! You don't know the meaning of tired until after you've experienced that! Now, I think that after all that, Naneth (Mother) deserves some rest!"
Aragorn squinted in the darkness. He half-expected to see smoke coming from his wife's ears, but he hadn't gotten her that angry... yet. The king was about to give in, when a thought struck him. A sly smile crept across his face as he reminded Arwen, "What if she's hungry? There isn't much I can do for that, is there?"
Arwen opened her mouth to say something, closed it, then opened it again. Finally, with an exasperated sigh, she got out of bed, slipped on her robe and headed to Rhianna's room.
King Elessar smiled at his victory, and soon, the baby quieted down, and all he heard was soft singing. Arwen's lullaby had almost put him to sleep as well. All of a sudden, he heard a loud crash that jolted him out of sleep. Moments later, he heard an even louder Elven curse. Of course, this set Rhianna off again.
Eventually the crying ceased, and Arwen came limping into the bedroom. Aragorn couldn't help but laugh. "And I though Elves were supposed to be graceful."
Arwen ignored him and collapsed into bed without saying a word. Aragorn shook his head and smiled. This, he thought was going to be a long night.
A/N: As I said, this is my very first attempt at a humor fic, and it will probably be the last one as well. Please review and tell me what you think.
~~Elendil