Summary: These are a series of drabbles written for the Mellon Fic 100 Challenge on the mellon chronicles group.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, sue me and find yourself poor as well.
A/N: The majority if not all of these drabbles will be AU.
Chapter 11 (Club)
Estel sighed for the tenth time that day during the lesson given to him by Glorfindel. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy the history lessons with him, but a full week of hearing about how he fought and slayed a balrog, then died, only to come back to life was getting boring even to the eight year old.
When Glorfindel finally dismissed him Estel ran for the door. He didn't want to take the chance of being called back for any reason. Once outside Estel took off running towards the archery field to join his brothers. He knew they had gone there to fix up the area for a surprise party for Glorfindel.
It was not a special occasion, but more or less a party to honor his years of serving as advisor and friend to the House of Elrond. Each year they honored him, and Erestor for their help. It was their way of showing them that they cared.
Estel made it to the archery field just as Elladan notched an arrow and let it loose. The arrow whizzed past Estel's head so close he felt the slight breeze from it as he staggered back and fell on his bottom.
"Estel!" Elladan yelled, running towards his brother. "Are you all right? Did it graze you at all?"
Estel stood up while both twins searched his head for any sign of the arrow harming him. "I am fine Dan really."
Elladan's face grew red then. "You should be more careful. You scared me halfway to Mandos' Halls."
"I am sorry Dan. I was just so excited about coming to help you today."
Elladan saw the sorrowful look on Estel's face and his own softened, as he never could be angry with the child for long. "Truly be safe Estel. You are no Glorfindel, and cannot come back from the dead."
The three of them spent the next day hanging lanterns from the many trees and bushes. Once that was done they sat back and surveyed their work. "It looks good does it not Ro?"
Elrohir scanned the area and smiled. "It does look good does it not?" None of them heard Erestor coming up behind them, and each of them yelled when a voice was cleared just behind them.
"Erestor! Why do you enjoy sneaking up on us?"
"I find it amusing that the warrior sons of Elrond can be caught unawares," the advisor smiled.
Elladan huffed, crossing his arms. "How does it look to you Erestor?"
Erestor smiled, "It looks very well done. You have done an exceptional job of decorating."
They all walked back towards the house together, each one discussing what could possibly make the celebration more special, but it was Erestor who spoke. "Unless you can miraculously bring Glorfindel back from the dead once again, then I am afraid nothing can surpass that, though this party will be just as nice."
The twins each went to get ready for the celebration, leaving Estel in his room to get ready himself. Estel quickly bathed, and then put on his finest tunic and leggings, even adorning the tiny circlet his father had made for him. It was then that Glorfindel came into the room.
"My, my I came to see what you were up to, and here I find you dressed in your finest, and if I am not mistaken you are also bathed."
Estel smirked at Glorfindel. He did not mention that he had an idea from Erestor of all people, but he knew this year celebration would be the best ever. "Come, I have to go by the Armory before I am to escort you to the archery field, orders of Lord Elrond."
Estel followed behind Glorfindel trying to figure out a way for his plan to work. He wanted more than anything to make the celebration spectacular. They entered the armory and Glorfindel went to collect his sword that had been fixed by the elvensmiths. It was then that Estel spotted the club sitting in the corner.
It was about three inches around and about a foot long. Grabbing it up, he shoved it behind his back before Glorfindel walked back over to him. "Shall we go now?" Estel nodded and waited for Glorfindel to walk ahead of him then he followed behind him, waiting for the right time.
They were only a few yards from the archery field when Estel stopped walking. Glorfindel thinking the child had been distracted as he often had in class lately went to see what it was. Estel stood in the pathway, staring down at his feet. When Glorfindel leaned over to see what it was he was looking at Estel bashed him across the head with the club, and when Glorfindel fell on the ground beside him, he smiled and sat down to wait.
It had been over twenty minutes, and still no glowing Glorfindel wrapped in shimmering clothing coming through the woods. Estel was starting to become annoyed, and that was when he heard Glorfindel moan. The seneschal sat up and stared at the child who was sitting crossed legged in front of him. "What in Valar's name was that for?" he asked.
Estel sighed, groaning that he hadn't done it right the first time, and whacked Glorfindel across the back of the head again. The elf fell this time with a thud and Estel clapped his hands hoping that this was the time, but again Glorfindel awoke in ten minutes, and started to yell at Estel.
"If you would only stay there till you got to Mandos' Halls!" Estel yelled back before whacking him across the head again. This time Estel stood over him, arms crossed, club in his hand.
Elrond was beginning to worry what was keeping Glorfindel and Estel. "Come Elladan, Elrohir. Something is keeping your brother and Glorfindel. We shall follow the path back to the palace and see if they became distracted along the way."
The three of them casually walked back to the house, when they heard Estel yelling. This brought sent all three elves into a run towards to yelling, thinking someone was hurting Estel. They all skidded to a halt when their eyes saw the scene before them. Glorfindel was crawling away from Estel who was holding a club above his head, ready to bash the seneschal again.
"Why won't you just go to Mandos' Halls for me? Is it too much to ask? You did it once you can do it again, you just have to try. Now stand still so I can do it right this time!"
Estel raised the club above his head to bash the still crawling Glorfindel over the head again, but his arm was halted midair by his father. "What in Valar's name are you doing Estel?"
Estel shrank back from the look his father was giving him, but soon his courage returned. "I was trying to send Glorfindel to Mandos again so he could come back at the party in the pretty robes of silver and gold like before, only he is too stubborn and won't go!" Estel said, glaring at Glorfindel who had been helped up by the twins.
"Your son has clubbed me Elrond! Not once but many times. I even tried to get away, but he claimed that I had moved my head and hit me again!"
"Is this true Estel?" Elrond asked shocked.
"He should have been still, or maybe I should have gotten a bigger club. I know!" Estel said, excitement showing clearly on his face. "Maybe if you hit him Ada then it might work."
Elrond had to choke back the laughter bubbling up, but it was not fast enough as Glorfindel glared in his direction. "Perhaps we should just go ahead to the party we have guests waiting for us, and I believe Glorfindel is in need of ice."
Glorfindel and the others walked ahead, leaving Elrond on the path. He told them he would catch up to them in a minute. Once they were out of even elven earshot he burst into fits of laughter, tears rolling from his eyes as he thought about what Estel had done. 'Leave it to my son to try and club and elf back to Mandos' Halls,' he thought. Regaining his compose he went back to the party. He would lecture Estel later about his misdeeds, but for now he had to find Erestor to tell him all about it.
