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Summary: Elrond is at his coming of age ceremony, and everything is all la la la until
Thranduil realizes that their friendship can be damaged because of that.
A/N: Elrond is at 100 years old, Elros 93, Thranduil 78, Gil-galad 5321, Oropher 4837,
Celeborn 5523, Galadriel 5212, Celebrian 94 (yeah I'm guessing)
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Elrond looked in his full-length mirror and tried to pat down a patch of hair. No
matter what de did, it wouldn't stay down. He had even tried using some of Gil-galad's
hair gel (do they have thoses?), but that just made his hair look greasy. Then he had to
wash his hair all over again. O well, he thought, I'm a full grown Elf today, I won't let a
patch of hair ruin that. Would I dare use one of Celebrian's hair clips? That would work
wouldn't it?
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Thranduil rummaged through his pack. Oropher had told him to dress nicely (for
once) for Elrond's birthday, but he couldn't find anything. All of his formal tunics were
being washed by servants, since he had "accidentally" fallen into some mud while
wearing them. Elrond had bet twenty bucks with Elros that that would happen. Now he
was twenty bucks richer. Thranduil noticed a blue tunic and white leggings. They
weren't formal, but at least they were clean. He started to undress and change, but at
that moment, Celebrian walked in. Celebrian was almost like an older sister to
Thranduil, but that did not stop the embarrassment. Thranduil turned a bright red and
quickly shoved his clothes on. Celebrian pretended not to notice, but was chuckling
mentally.
"Thranduil, your father says that you have to be ready in five minutes." She said.
"I'm ready right now." was the reply.
"No you're not," Celebrian said, pointing to Thranduil's collar, which was folded
improperly. She walked over to him and straightened it.
"Thanks..."
"You do know how to dress right?"
"Yes"
"Then why is your tunic on backwards?"
"No wonder it's been even more uncomfortable than usual...I mean, I meant
to do that."
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Elrond made his way to the courtyard. His coming of age ceremony was going to
be held there. He wanted to see how the decorations were coming, and to make sure
Elros wouldn't mess everything up. When he got there, he was more than astounded.
The courtyard looked completely different. It was a lot better than even in his dreams.
Celebrian walked up towards him. Only himself, Elros, and Thranduil knew about his
gigantic crush on her. She was about to speak with him. Elrond just hoped he wouldn't
mess it up.
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Summary: Elrond is at his coming of age ceremony, and everything is all la la la until
Thranduil realizes that their friendship can be damaged because of that.
A/N: Elrond is at 100 years old, Elros 93, Thranduil 78, Gil-galad 5321, Oropher 4837,
Celeborn 5523, Galadriel 5212, Celebrian 94 (yeah I'm guessing)
* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
Elrond looked in his full-length mirror and tried to pat down a patch of hair. No
matter what de did, it wouldn't stay down. He had even tried using some of Gil-galad's
hair gel (do they have thoses?), but that just made his hair look greasy. Then he had to
wash his hair all over again. O well, he thought, I'm a full grown Elf today, I won't let a
patch of hair ruin that. Would I dare use one of Celebrian's hair clips? That would work
wouldn't it?
*~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
Thranduil rummaged through his pack. Oropher had told him to dress nicely (for
once) for Elrond's birthday, but he couldn't find anything. All of his formal tunics were
being washed by servants, since he had "accidentally" fallen into some mud while
wearing them. Elrond had bet twenty bucks with Elros that that would happen. Now he
was twenty bucks richer. Thranduil noticed a blue tunic and white leggings. They
weren't formal, but at least they were clean. He started to undress and change, but at
that moment, Celebrian walked in. Celebrian was almost like an older sister to
Thranduil, but that did not stop the embarrassment. Thranduil turned a bright red and
quickly shoved his clothes on. Celebrian pretended not to notice, but was chuckling
mentally.
"Thranduil, your father says that you have to be ready in five minutes." She said.
"I'm ready right now." was the reply.
"No you're not," Celebrian said, pointing to Thranduil's collar, which was folded
improperly. She walked over to him and straightened it.
"Thanks..."
"You do know how to dress right?"
"Yes"
"Then why is your tunic on backwards?"
"No wonder it's been even more uncomfortable than usual...I mean, I meant
to do that."
*~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
Elrond made his way to the courtyard. His coming of age ceremony was going to
be held there. He wanted to see how the decorations were coming, and to make sure
Elros wouldn't mess everything up. When he got there, he was more than astounded.
The courtyard looked completely different. It was a lot better than even in his dreams.
Celebrian walked up towards him. Only himself, Elros, and Thranduil knew about his
gigantic crush on her. She was about to speak with him. Elrond just hoped he wouldn't
mess it up.
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corner. Now click on it and write a review.
