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Standing in front of the classroom door Imladris' seneschal paced while waiting on the ringing of the 9 AM bells. Glorfindel growled as he ran nervous fingers through his hair causing the immaculate locks to tangle. His mind was still on the events of that morning.

Earlier that day…

Glorfindel sighed as he was awakened to the sound of rapid knocks on his door. He tossed on a robe and walked through his chambers wondering who would have the nerve to wake him an hour before sunrise. He swung the door open while summoning the most scathing look possible at such an hour, only to find Elrond's smiling face staring back at him.

"Glorfindel meldir, how are you on this beautiful day?" the elf-lord took in his friend's rumpled appearance and welcomed himself into the comfortable sitting area.

"I'm fine, though it's actually too dark to see if the day is indeed beautiful or not" he replied blankly while Elrond gestured for some of the maids to bring in a tray of tea and cakes before explaining why he was here.

"You've been working much too hard meldir and I believe that it is high time that you deserve a token of our appreciation for what good you've done here." The reply caught Glorfindel off guard and he didn't even bother to hide his enthusiasm.

"So you're giving me that white horse that I'd been wanting for all of these centuries?!" This thought obliterated every other thought and allowed him to ignore the fact that the Peredhil had pulled up the only other sitting chair in order to use it as an ottoman.

"No, I'm giving you something better. You get-"Elrond was instantly cut off by the not as enthusiastic but still exuberant seneschal.

"The day off?" Glorfindel decided that maybe the horse was a bit presumptious on his part.

"No, I'm giving you-"Elrond was now getting a little miffed at the interruptions.

"A half day off and a bottle of wine?" Glorfindel admitted that the horse was out of the question, but if he was woken up for a new pair of riding gloves, then it was time for a vacation.

"NO!" The half-elf shouted before catching himself "Ahem I meant no, I came to ask you to take over the twin's class, since restin took ummleven azens"

"I'm sorry, but I missed that last part about rest hooks for un-elven avians." Glorfindel wasn't accustomed to Elrond mumbling, but everyone was allowed an off day. Too bad those off days and days off weren't interchangeable, he thought wryly.

"I said since Erestor took a leave of absence." Elrond glanced over at Glorfindel almost as if he were afraid that he'd said too much. As usual his fears were unwarranted, because as wise as Glorfindel was, he often missed the point entirely.

"So what you're telling me is that you want me to rest from my own duties by doing someone else's work?!" Glorfindel was completely incensed at the thought, though it failed to cross his mind that Erestor had never arrived to anything late and had never missed a day of work. He remained so busy that it was rumored that the disciplined advisor was actually a set of twins sweeping about the halls from dawn until dusk. Glorfindel snorted. If he'd had a twin he wouldn't waste time by having the both of them work, unless it allowed him to earn the money for that horse even faster. But then again he'd need two horses wouldn't he?

"Well, yes more or less" Elrond replied quite pleased that Glorfindel's abundant wisdom had apparently taken up any available room for any cleverness. The guy was so friendly that even the twins often felt bad about playing pranks on him, before doing it anyways and then doing it again, and again, and again. Okay they didn't feel bad exactly, but the frequency in which Glorfindel got caught in their traps was astonishing. He'd even been known to fall prey to the traps meant for others.

"Seems a lot like the MORE aspect than the less" he mumbled

"What was that meldir?"

"Oh nothing, I just said that it's not like him to disappear like that." Glorfindel began to muse silently.

"Well I expect you to be stop by the library for the class roster in thirty minutes. Good luck and may the Valar bless you." Elrond spoke as quickly as possible to extinguish Glorfindel's line of thought. As he walked through the chamber's entrance the label of an unopened bottle of miruvor caught his eye. He tossed out a thank you to his confused friend before the bottle vanished into a sleeve, never to be seen again and headed down the hallway.

A few moments passed before the confusion began to give way to rage. "So let's see, I was awakened at an absurd hour, left standing while he usurped my living space and ate in front of me without so much as a single 'Hey Glorfy, how about a cracker since I woke you up?', I was given time away from a job that I loved, to do one with longer hours and to top it off, he stole my"

"Happiness in a bottle?" The question remained unanswered as the blonde Elda screamed bloody murder at the sudden intrusion or the second intrusion to be more specific. "Sorry, I-"

"Didn't mean to scare me half-way to Valinor?" Glorfindel gasped, still clutching his heart. He'd have died of a heart attack had he been a mortal. Perhaps he did have a heart attack and it just couldn't kill him, he'd have to ask Elrond after he throttled him.

"No, I was just saying that I-"

"Didn't mean to ruin my day before it even began?" The throttling idea was sounding better and better as this conversation went on.

Elrond was really going to have to discuss this whole interruption thing with Glorfindel in the near future, before he lost his cool. "NO!" well, so much for the cool aspect." I wanted to tell you that the emerald green tunic you let me borrow caused me to chafe and you can pick it up later."

Still annoyed by the second visit Glorfindel was glad to know where his favorite tunic had been. "Well thank you, but when did I lend it to you?" Apparently his elven memory had finally started to give out on him.

"Oh I borrowed it from you two nights ago." As he spoke, the lord of the realm began examining the trinkets on the bureau.

"That was the night that I'd slipped and hit my head on the side of the tub!"Glorfindel had been exhausted that day from patrolling the realm's borders when he'd gotten a bit dizzy. "I thank you for pulling me out before I drowned, I know that I am not a light burden." He thought of his luck, and was ashamed for his ungratefulness earlier.

At this Elrond positively beamed. "The second that I heard the splash, I dropped your garment and rushed in. As far as I'm concerned the only burden was prying that beautiful ring off of your finger. I'd assumed that you were drunk or something. You really ought to watch those drinking habits of yours, it isn't healthy.

Glorfindel had gone positively mental looking for his ring, the only remnant from his former life. He'd awakened before being carried from his quarters to the infirmary, so had assumed that the ring had been lost in the tub. The thought of beating the ruler that he'd sworn to protect unconscious was looking more and more enticing.

"Well, I believe that that was everything, so I'll go now." Elrond raised an eyebrow in farewell and promptly crumpled in a heap.

Glorfindel leaped back looking for the gods that must have been listening in on his thoughts. It was a nice gesture, but he'd still rather the horse. As he turned the elf over, the unmistakable smell of alcohol hit him. He'd leave him to sleep it off after recovering his ring. Upon a small search, Glorfindel uncovered his ring, a mithril broach, silk leggings, and his loin cloth with the little mallorn leaf pattern which he suddenly didn't want anymore. "Oh well, I suppose that it's time to go and enrich young minds." A sudden whim possessed him and he walked out of his chambers after propping the sleeping lord on his silk chair in the bathing chamber. A sudden dip might just wake him from his drunken stupor. Besides it would offer him a way to get his leggings back and a little wash would do them some good. Unbeknownst to Glorfindel the only thing to drop into the warm water was Elrond's hand.

-Present

The seneschal had trained warriors that were legends in there own right and had defeated a balrog. Not to mention the whole reincarnation thing. This would be easy as lembas. After all, how bad could a few sweet children be?

Upon the ninth chime, Glorfindel turned the door handle and walked in.

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AN- Don't worry, the dear kiddies will be making there appearances in the next chapter. I'll hopefully upload the next chapter tomorrow.

I wanted to open the fic with Glorfindel and the next chapter should set the pace for the remainder of the story.

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