Disclaimer: I own none of the Elves. This may not be competely accurate (
timeline-wise I mean.)
" Daddy?" Arwen tugged on Elrond's deep crimson robes. He turned away from his conversation with his wife and looked down at his young daughter, barely five years old. He smiled as did his wife. " Yes, sweetheart?" " Can 'Golas come over to play?" Ever since Elrond and Thranduil had introduced their children to each other, Arwen and Legolas had become fast friends. " Pweese?" Elrond chuckled at his daughter's pleading face and glanced at his wife. Celebrian lifted Arwen onto her lap. "Arwen, darling, Legolas lives far away." Celebrian pointed towards the woods a way off from Rivendell. Arwen pouted. " But I didn't get play with him for six days!" She held up five fingers. Elrond looked at Celebrian with a grin on his usually serious face. She shook her head knowingly. Arwen was Elrond's weakspot and whenever she begged for something, he had a hard time declining her wishes. Celebrian laughed and her laughter sounded like bells tinkling in the wind. " Elrond, perhaps we could send a dinner invitation to Thranduil?" Elrond smiled and went to write the invitation out. " 'Golas is coming?" asked Arwen hopefully. Celebrain tapped her daughter's nose with her forefinger. " Yes he is, my Undomiel. Now go play with your brothers." Arwen scampered off to find them, and Celebrian stood up. Smoothing her silvery dress, she then went in search of her husband. ~*~*~
Arwen found Elladan and Elrohir play swordfighting with each other. " Guess what?" Arwen said. The two turned to look at her. " 'Golas is coming over!" she said excitedly. " That's nice Arwen." said Elrohir and the two went back to their game. " Can I play?" asked Arwen. " No." said Elrohir. " Why not?" " Because you're a girl."said Elladan. " So?" Arwen crossed her arms. " 'Golas plays with me and he's a boy." Elladan and Elrohir started laughing. "What's so funny?" asked Arwen angrliy. " He doesn't act like a boy if he plays with you!" said Elrohir. " You guys are Orcs!" Arwen yelled at them and then storned off. Fuming, she ran into the Last Homely House and stomped down the hall. Her father intercepted her. " What's wrong Arwen?" Arwen crossed her arms. " Elladan and Elrohir are being Orcs." she said in a pouty/angry voice. Elrond stifled a laugh and reprimanded his daughter. " You know better than to use language like that." " Sorry Daddy. They won't let me play, though." Elrond scooped up his daughter. " Do you want to come wait by the gates for King Thranduil and Prince Legolas with me?" Arwen nodded fervantly. About an hour later, Thranduil rode through the gates with a sleeping Legolas in the saddle in front of him. A horse with an empty saddle trailed behind. Arwen jumped up and down. " Daddy! Daddy! They're here! ' Golas is here!" She ran to greet the two. Thranduil awakened Legolas who blinked and rubbed his tired blue eyes. Legolas looked around, confused of his whereabouts for a moment, and then his eyes landed on Arwen. " Arwen!" He would've leapt off the horse if his father hadn't grabbed him. Thranduil dismounted and set Legolas on the ground . Arwen and Legolas hugged happily and ran off to play. " Hold on!" Thranduil called. The two young Elves stopped in their tracks. Thranduil knelt down and opened his arms, a twinkle in his eyes. " Just where do you think you're going, young lady? I want my hug!" Arwen giggled and ran and threw her arms around Thranduil's neck in a big hug. Thranduil pretended to lose his balance at the force of her hug, and fell over backwards. The King held Arwen at an arms length once he had "regained his balance". " That's more like it! My how you've grown!" Arwen smiled widely and Thranduil tweaked her nose. " Now you and Legolas have fun." The two ran off successfully this time, and Thranduil stood up dusting off his clothing. Elrond arched an eyebrow and crossed his arms. " Where's my hug, Thranduil?" Thranduil laughed. " How've you been, Elrond, my friend?" The two shook hands heartily and began to walk towards the House. " I've been fine. How about you?" " Legolas is growing up so fast! Do you know why we had an extra horse today? He said he's a man now and that he should be able to ride his own horse." Thranduil mused. " About twenty minutes into the ride, he was nodding off in his saddle!" The two Elves chuckled and stepped inside. ~*~*~
" What do you want to play 'Golas?" asked Arwen. The two were walking through one of Rivendell's many gardens. " I don't know." Legolas shrugged innocently but his eyes glimmered mischieviously. " Well we have to do something." Legolas shoved Arwen into the nearest bush and she shrieked. Legolas trotted away and made a face at her. " Bet you can't catch me!" Arwen struggled out of the bush and ran after him as fast as her little legs could carry her. When she found Legolas, he was cornered by Elladan and Elrohir. The dark-haired twelve year olds looked huge next to the little blonde-haired fiver year old Legolas. " Hey little guy." said Elrohir. Legolas looked at him suspiciously. He still remembered the last time he'd had a run-in with them. The two older Elves had teased him mercilessly about " looking like a girl and acting like one, too" because " any boy Elf who played with a girl must be one". The incident had ended up making him cry which had only resulted in more teasing. Arwen stepped in front of Legolas and folded her arms. " Go away Elrohir." she said. " Or what? You and your little girly friend are going to cry?" " You are both immature Orcs." " C'mon Elrohir," said Elladan," We have to practice for battle." As the two walked away, Elladan laughed to himself. His little sister had spunk. Legolas and Arwen played for a little while longer until Celebrian came to get them for dinner. " Hello my Undomiel." She smiled at Arwen. " And how could I forget our big strong Elf? Hello Legolas." Legolas grinned. Celebrian sat down on one of the marble garden benches and Legolas and Arwen sat on either side of her. She hugged them both tightly. Looking at the little blonde Elf by her side, she smiled. Legolas had never known his real mother and Celebrian had substituted as one for him. She loved him like a son. " Mommy?" Celebrian turned to Arwen. " Yes, Undomiel?" " Elladan and Elrohir were picking on us again." " Don't mind them, dear, they love you." " They were calling 'Golas a girl." " Were they, now?" Celebrian looked at Legolas who nodded miserably. " Don't worry sweetie, you'll show them someday. Now, it's time for dinner." Celebrian took a small hand in each of hers and the three Elves walked towards the Last Homely House, the setting sun painting the sky all shades if pinks and orange.
" Daddy?" Arwen tugged on Elrond's deep crimson robes. He turned away from his conversation with his wife and looked down at his young daughter, barely five years old. He smiled as did his wife. " Yes, sweetheart?" " Can 'Golas come over to play?" Ever since Elrond and Thranduil had introduced their children to each other, Arwen and Legolas had become fast friends. " Pweese?" Elrond chuckled at his daughter's pleading face and glanced at his wife. Celebrian lifted Arwen onto her lap. "Arwen, darling, Legolas lives far away." Celebrian pointed towards the woods a way off from Rivendell. Arwen pouted. " But I didn't get play with him for six days!" She held up five fingers. Elrond looked at Celebrian with a grin on his usually serious face. She shook her head knowingly. Arwen was Elrond's weakspot and whenever she begged for something, he had a hard time declining her wishes. Celebrian laughed and her laughter sounded like bells tinkling in the wind. " Elrond, perhaps we could send a dinner invitation to Thranduil?" Elrond smiled and went to write the invitation out. " 'Golas is coming?" asked Arwen hopefully. Celebrain tapped her daughter's nose with her forefinger. " Yes he is, my Undomiel. Now go play with your brothers." Arwen scampered off to find them, and Celebrian stood up. Smoothing her silvery dress, she then went in search of her husband. ~*~*~
Arwen found Elladan and Elrohir play swordfighting with each other. " Guess what?" Arwen said. The two turned to look at her. " 'Golas is coming over!" she said excitedly. " That's nice Arwen." said Elrohir and the two went back to their game. " Can I play?" asked Arwen. " No." said Elrohir. " Why not?" " Because you're a girl."said Elladan. " So?" Arwen crossed her arms. " 'Golas plays with me and he's a boy." Elladan and Elrohir started laughing. "What's so funny?" asked Arwen angrliy. " He doesn't act like a boy if he plays with you!" said Elrohir. " You guys are Orcs!" Arwen yelled at them and then storned off. Fuming, she ran into the Last Homely House and stomped down the hall. Her father intercepted her. " What's wrong Arwen?" Arwen crossed her arms. " Elladan and Elrohir are being Orcs." she said in a pouty/angry voice. Elrond stifled a laugh and reprimanded his daughter. " You know better than to use language like that." " Sorry Daddy. They won't let me play, though." Elrond scooped up his daughter. " Do you want to come wait by the gates for King Thranduil and Prince Legolas with me?" Arwen nodded fervantly. About an hour later, Thranduil rode through the gates with a sleeping Legolas in the saddle in front of him. A horse with an empty saddle trailed behind. Arwen jumped up and down. " Daddy! Daddy! They're here! ' Golas is here!" She ran to greet the two. Thranduil awakened Legolas who blinked and rubbed his tired blue eyes. Legolas looked around, confused of his whereabouts for a moment, and then his eyes landed on Arwen. " Arwen!" He would've leapt off the horse if his father hadn't grabbed him. Thranduil dismounted and set Legolas on the ground . Arwen and Legolas hugged happily and ran off to play. " Hold on!" Thranduil called. The two young Elves stopped in their tracks. Thranduil knelt down and opened his arms, a twinkle in his eyes. " Just where do you think you're going, young lady? I want my hug!" Arwen giggled and ran and threw her arms around Thranduil's neck in a big hug. Thranduil pretended to lose his balance at the force of her hug, and fell over backwards. The King held Arwen at an arms length once he had "regained his balance". " That's more like it! My how you've grown!" Arwen smiled widely and Thranduil tweaked her nose. " Now you and Legolas have fun." The two ran off successfully this time, and Thranduil stood up dusting off his clothing. Elrond arched an eyebrow and crossed his arms. " Where's my hug, Thranduil?" Thranduil laughed. " How've you been, Elrond, my friend?" The two shook hands heartily and began to walk towards the House. " I've been fine. How about you?" " Legolas is growing up so fast! Do you know why we had an extra horse today? He said he's a man now and that he should be able to ride his own horse." Thranduil mused. " About twenty minutes into the ride, he was nodding off in his saddle!" The two Elves chuckled and stepped inside. ~*~*~
" What do you want to play 'Golas?" asked Arwen. The two were walking through one of Rivendell's many gardens. " I don't know." Legolas shrugged innocently but his eyes glimmered mischieviously. " Well we have to do something." Legolas shoved Arwen into the nearest bush and she shrieked. Legolas trotted away and made a face at her. " Bet you can't catch me!" Arwen struggled out of the bush and ran after him as fast as her little legs could carry her. When she found Legolas, he was cornered by Elladan and Elrohir. The dark-haired twelve year olds looked huge next to the little blonde-haired fiver year old Legolas. " Hey little guy." said Elrohir. Legolas looked at him suspiciously. He still remembered the last time he'd had a run-in with them. The two older Elves had teased him mercilessly about " looking like a girl and acting like one, too" because " any boy Elf who played with a girl must be one". The incident had ended up making him cry which had only resulted in more teasing. Arwen stepped in front of Legolas and folded her arms. " Go away Elrohir." she said. " Or what? You and your little girly friend are going to cry?" " You are both immature Orcs." " C'mon Elrohir," said Elladan," We have to practice for battle." As the two walked away, Elladan laughed to himself. His little sister had spunk. Legolas and Arwen played for a little while longer until Celebrian came to get them for dinner. " Hello my Undomiel." She smiled at Arwen. " And how could I forget our big strong Elf? Hello Legolas." Legolas grinned. Celebrian sat down on one of the marble garden benches and Legolas and Arwen sat on either side of her. She hugged them both tightly. Looking at the little blonde Elf by her side, she smiled. Legolas had never known his real mother and Celebrian had substituted as one for him. She loved him like a son. " Mommy?" Celebrian turned to Arwen. " Yes, Undomiel?" " Elladan and Elrohir were picking on us again." " Don't mind them, dear, they love you." " They were calling 'Golas a girl." " Were they, now?" Celebrian looked at Legolas who nodded miserably. " Don't worry sweetie, you'll show them someday. Now, it's time for dinner." Celebrian took a small hand in each of hers and the three Elves walked towards the Last Homely House, the setting sun painting the sky all shades if pinks and orange.