Just another day
Author's Note: Here's the next chapter :) A little late and a little short, but I hope it is not too bad... (to tell the truth, the chapters were not that short until I revised the story and broke it up into chapters) Reviews and comments are highly appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or anything, except my own ideas.
Chapter 2: And the day begins
Erestor tip toed into the room, careful not to disturb the small boy who was still soundly asleep in his bed. Just as he was about to sit down on a chair and start reading, the little boy, who had seemed so innocent and peaceful just now, suddenly woke up and pounced upon him.
"'RESTOR!"
Erestor sighed as he looked at the young child, who was looking up at him from his lap, as if anticipating something. When the child realized that Erestor seemed to have nothing for him, he sat down properly back on his bed and asked where Glorfindel was.
"Glorfindel is busy today, Estel. I have come to keep you company," explained Erestor.
Much as Erestor is one of the most feared of elves by elflings and children (mainly because of his solemn look), Erestor never seemed to be able to intimidate Estel. This would be a good thing for Erestor, if not for the fact that the child, having almost no fear of the chief councilor of Imladris (or of anyone, actually), can and usually do disturb Erestor, even when he is at work.
And so, instead of looking downcast like most elflings (including the twins) would be when being told that they would be taken care of by Erestor, Estel brightened up and beamed more widely.
"That's great!"
With that, the child scrambled off the bed and stumbled his way through the toys lying messily about on the floor into the bathroom to get himself dressed and ready. Erestor rummaged through the cupboard (which Estel had managed to make messy for some reason) and gave him a straight brown tunic, which Estel happily accepted. As the child was getting himself ready, our wonderful chief advisor could no longer stand the messy room and started picking up the toys.
He might have even started cleaning up the cupboard if Estel had not finished dressing up.
Estel, like the child he was, took no notice of the change in the state of the room and, without a word of thanks, bounced towards Erestor and dragged him into the dining room, where a huge breakfast was prepared for him (courtesy of Erestor and the cooks). Estel, being still only about 4 years old, started attacking the food as if he had not eaten for the past week, not caring a bit about his dining etiquette.
And this, snickered Erestor to himself, is the future King of Gondor…
Suddenly, Estel stopped stuffing food into his mouth and gazed at Erestor, as if trying to remember something.
"Is anything the matter, Estel?"
"Mm mmhm mmhmm mm mmm—"
"Estel, swallow and speak."
Estel quickly swallowed the mouthful of food and said quickly, eyes averting Erestor's gaze a little, " I-left-something-in-Dan-and-Ro's-room-can-you-help -me-take-it?"
Erestor squinted his eyes and looked suspiciously at Estel, who had again taken up his cutlery and continued to stuff food in his mouth hungrily. Well, the little child had spoken, and he would do it.
With a sigh, he left the dining room and proceeded to the twins' room. As Estel saw Erestor leaving the room, he rushed out of the dining room and escaped.
No, he might be small, but he was not stupid enough to face Erestor if he falls into the trap.
-To be continued-
