A/N: Just decided to do a little after word. :)

[S.R. 1448, 5th Wedmath]

'And then…' Pippin said dramatically.

'And then, and then…" Merry repeated.

'Faramir turned to him,' Pippin paused for effect, 'Looked him square in the eye, and asked… "Legolas, how are babies made?"'

Gimli roared with laughter. 18-year-old Faramir rolled his eyes. I buried my face in my hands. It was almost funny- when I didn't think about it too hard.

Gimli had tears of mirth running down his cheeks. 'And… and… he he, what did you tell him, laddie?'

'That it was a surprise,' I explained, lifting my head, 'And he had to wait till he wanted to have children.'

Pippin and Merry both burst out laughing again. Gimli managed to say between chuckles, 'Good call, lad, good call.'

Faramir looked at me and rolled his eyes again, smiling. He knew now, and thank goodness the task had been given to someone else.

Meanwhile, though, I knew Gimli was never going to let me hear the end of it.

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