A/N: Okay, another update. Hope it's worth the wait.
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Two hours and a pail of ice cold water dumped over him found Legolas pacing in front of his ada and Lord Celeborn. He found it…odd (for lack of a better word)…thinking of Celeborn as his ada after nearly 3000 years of thinking of him as only the Lord of Lothlorien.
"How could you not tell me I had two adas?! You didn't think I deserved to know?! If I'd known THIS might not have happened!" The last part the young elf snapped while motioning to his stomach.
"I wanted to tell you." Celeborn said pointing to Thranduil, "He made me keep it a secret."
"Celeborn, placing blame does not help." Thranduil said scowling at the older elf before turning back to Legolas, "Son, please try to understand. I'm a king; I couldn't very well tell the world I was pregnant."
"Oh, please," Legolas grumped, "Aragorn and Eomer are both kings. Boromir's a steward. Faramir and I are both princes. Haldir's a March Warden. We have to tell people…"
"Not necessarily. Haldir would of course since he lives here. But the rest of you could easily claim maidens carried them. Thranduil did."
"Celeborn," Thranduil growled, "Just shut up. You're not helping."
Legolas smirked rudely (a very un-elf like thing to do), "Oh, right. We all return from Lothlorien, kids in tow…half elf by the way, nobody is going to believe I had a half elf child with an Elven maiden…"
"Legolas…" Thranduil started.
"I'm not finished!" Legolas snapped, glaring at his ada. Thranduil, surprisingly, fell silent, looking properly chastised. Legolas continued to pace, absently rubbing the curve of his belly lovingly, "I don't know about you two, but I won't deny my child it's sire, nor will I deny Boromir his child."
Legolas suddenly stopped pacing and faced both his fathers with a suspicious scowl, "Are you two still involved?"
Their guilty looks were answer enough and Legolas threw his arms up in exasperation, "Of course! How could I not know?! Why am I not surprised? Are there any other secrets I should know about?"
Celeborn shook his head 'no' but Thranduil sighed, "You have a twin. He was brought to live in Lothlorien by a couple who already had two older boys. I felt at least one of you should be raised in Celeborn's realm so the younger twin came to live here."
"What?!" Celeborn and Legolas gasped. "Who?" Celeborn continued to demand, "Why didn't you tell me?!"
Thranduil shrugged nervously, "Galadriel is sadistic when enraged. I didn't want her to know he was your son. It was safer for him."
"Who?" Legolas asked again.
Thranduil took a deep breath, "Haldir."
"What?!" Celeborn exploded.
Legolas…oddly enough…burst out laughing.
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Legolas strolled into the flet the pregnant guys were sharing whistling cheerfully (which should have tipped the others of right there that he was up to something). Unfortunately, none of them seemed to be that smart…or maybe they just couldn't care less either way. Anyway, Legolas stopped just inside the door, stopped whistling and grinned evilly.
"Oh, Haldir."
Haldir looked up from his current project (another drawing of Gandalf to shoot arrows at since the other one was so full of holes that Gandalf was no longer visible). He didn't trust the singsong tone the elf prince was using and he made it obvious by glaring.
"What, blondie?"
Legolas chuckled evilly (at which the 4 men and 2 hobbits got to their feet and inched toward the back door {do they even have back doors in Middle-Earth?} Anyway, getting back to Legolas), "I was just talking to Ada and Celeborn about the whole me having two adas thing…and it turns out there was more to it than that."
"What's that got to do with me?" Haldir mumbled, putting the final touches on his drawing with red crayon.
"Well," Legolas continued in his cheery voice, "It seems I had a twin that was given up for adoption to a family with two sons already. Ada wanted at least one twin to live here in Lothlorien."
Haldir looked up at Legolas, "What are you getting at?"
Legolas' grin went positively sadistic, "It seems, my dear, March Warden, you are my little twin."
Haldir jumped to his feet, "I'm what?!"
Legolas smiled as innocently as he could while sadistic pleasure still glinted in his eyes, "My twin, my younger brother, son of King Thranduil of Mirkwood and Lord Celeborn of Lothlorien, prince of both…"
"I get it!" Haldir snapped, suddenly wishing he hadn't burst out laughing when the hobbits had first let it slip that they'd overheard Thranduil, Celeborn and Galadriel talking. After all, his parents (adoptive parents, that is) had always said that if you laugh at another's misfortune it would happen to you. He hated it when they were right.
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That's all for now on account of my niece is screaming at me to get up from her nap.
Since there were no questions that need answers I'll just thank everyone on both mine and Brina's behalf. So, many thanks.
~Becky and Brina~
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Two hours and a pail of ice cold water dumped over him found Legolas pacing in front of his ada and Lord Celeborn. He found it…odd (for lack of a better word)…thinking of Celeborn as his ada after nearly 3000 years of thinking of him as only the Lord of Lothlorien.
"How could you not tell me I had two adas?! You didn't think I deserved to know?! If I'd known THIS might not have happened!" The last part the young elf snapped while motioning to his stomach.
"I wanted to tell you." Celeborn said pointing to Thranduil, "He made me keep it a secret."
"Celeborn, placing blame does not help." Thranduil said scowling at the older elf before turning back to Legolas, "Son, please try to understand. I'm a king; I couldn't very well tell the world I was pregnant."
"Oh, please," Legolas grumped, "Aragorn and Eomer are both kings. Boromir's a steward. Faramir and I are both princes. Haldir's a March Warden. We have to tell people…"
"Not necessarily. Haldir would of course since he lives here. But the rest of you could easily claim maidens carried them. Thranduil did."
"Celeborn," Thranduil growled, "Just shut up. You're not helping."
Legolas smirked rudely (a very un-elf like thing to do), "Oh, right. We all return from Lothlorien, kids in tow…half elf by the way, nobody is going to believe I had a half elf child with an Elven maiden…"
"Legolas…" Thranduil started.
"I'm not finished!" Legolas snapped, glaring at his ada. Thranduil, surprisingly, fell silent, looking properly chastised. Legolas continued to pace, absently rubbing the curve of his belly lovingly, "I don't know about you two, but I won't deny my child it's sire, nor will I deny Boromir his child."
Legolas suddenly stopped pacing and faced both his fathers with a suspicious scowl, "Are you two still involved?"
Their guilty looks were answer enough and Legolas threw his arms up in exasperation, "Of course! How could I not know?! Why am I not surprised? Are there any other secrets I should know about?"
Celeborn shook his head 'no' but Thranduil sighed, "You have a twin. He was brought to live in Lothlorien by a couple who already had two older boys. I felt at least one of you should be raised in Celeborn's realm so the younger twin came to live here."
"What?!" Celeborn and Legolas gasped. "Who?" Celeborn continued to demand, "Why didn't you tell me?!"
Thranduil shrugged nervously, "Galadriel is sadistic when enraged. I didn't want her to know he was your son. It was safer for him."
"Who?" Legolas asked again.
Thranduil took a deep breath, "Haldir."
"What?!" Celeborn exploded.
Legolas…oddly enough…burst out laughing.
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Legolas strolled into the flet the pregnant guys were sharing whistling cheerfully (which should have tipped the others of right there that he was up to something). Unfortunately, none of them seemed to be that smart…or maybe they just couldn't care less either way. Anyway, Legolas stopped just inside the door, stopped whistling and grinned evilly.
"Oh, Haldir."
Haldir looked up from his current project (another drawing of Gandalf to shoot arrows at since the other one was so full of holes that Gandalf was no longer visible). He didn't trust the singsong tone the elf prince was using and he made it obvious by glaring.
"What, blondie?"
Legolas chuckled evilly (at which the 4 men and 2 hobbits got to their feet and inched toward the back door {do they even have back doors in Middle-Earth?} Anyway, getting back to Legolas), "I was just talking to Ada and Celeborn about the whole me having two adas thing…and it turns out there was more to it than that."
"What's that got to do with me?" Haldir mumbled, putting the final touches on his drawing with red crayon.
"Well," Legolas continued in his cheery voice, "It seems I had a twin that was given up for adoption to a family with two sons already. Ada wanted at least one twin to live here in Lothlorien."
Haldir looked up at Legolas, "What are you getting at?"
Legolas' grin went positively sadistic, "It seems, my dear, March Warden, you are my little twin."
Haldir jumped to his feet, "I'm what?!"
Legolas smiled as innocently as he could while sadistic pleasure still glinted in his eyes, "My twin, my younger brother, son of King Thranduil of Mirkwood and Lord Celeborn of Lothlorien, prince of both…"
"I get it!" Haldir snapped, suddenly wishing he hadn't burst out laughing when the hobbits had first let it slip that they'd overheard Thranduil, Celeborn and Galadriel talking. After all, his parents (adoptive parents, that is) had always said that if you laugh at another's misfortune it would happen to you. He hated it when they were right.
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That's all for now on account of my niece is screaming at me to get up from her nap.
Since there were no questions that need answers I'll just thank everyone on both mine and Brina's behalf. So, many thanks.
~Becky and Brina~