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'Morning, guys ,' I say.
'Morning, Haldir ,' says elrohir. Wow ! At least something. He noticed that I arrived.
Elladan says nothing but I didn't really expect that. He has pressed his lips to a thin line and sulks, like an overgrown teenager. Even though I use to call them 'the kids' that doesn't mean that they still are too young to serve my plans. I'm just so used to say 'the kids' because I'm talking with elrond a lot more than with them and he, of course, uses 'kids' for his sons.
'So, let's get this started, before our lesson is over, don't you think?'
'How long do we have to stay with ~you~ ?', asks elladan disgusted. 'A whole hour ?'
'If you go on like that the whole day !', I reply. Don't let him get the feeling that I will take crap from him .
'This is not punishment. You should be fired out of here !', he whines on.
'Go and complain to lord elrond and not to me ! I'm just trying to give a lesson !'
Right. I'm getting started. It doesn't go as bad as I imagined. Elrohir is a good archer, at least that's my first impression. Elladan is too impatient and too careless and shoots continiously trees and shrubbery around him. Once he is really aiming at ME and I have to snatch the arrow right out of the air. I'm not saying anything, I just throw the arrow over my shoulder with a poker-face expression and go on talking about my subject. Dumb kid.
'Haldir ?', asks elrohir suddenly and I turn to him.
'Hm ? Did you ask something ?'
'After I put the arrow to the string and let go, the whole bow jerks up and I shoot the arrow into the sky. Why is that?'
'Because you are so tense. If you relax the bow stays steady and you'll hit the target .'
He tries and the arrow vanishes through the low hanging clouds. What an excellent opportunity to close in on my plan.
'Put the arrow to the string ,' I command and stand right behind him, holding his left wrist.
'Now, relax the left arm, I'm holding it .'
Oh yes, it's working out good. 'Now, let go.' Swoosh, and the arrow is straight in the middle of the target. Didn't I know it, this guy is a natural?
'Very well. Easy, isn't it?'
'It's easy while you are holding my arm. Can I try again ?'
'Okay.' Of course. I just notice lord elrond is watching us from the balcony of his study. The closer the contact, the better. And the arrow hits the target so close to the first one, that this one nearly splits it. Lord elrond nods approvingly even though he can't see I'm watching him.
'You really got it. You could go to loriƩn and join the archers I led for a while.'
A nearly invisible tinge of pink is creeping into his cheeks. 'Really ?'
'Really really.'
His brother is still trying hard to hit the target and his bow is steady, but his aim is just too poor. How can I explain that to elrond ? He'd deny having a son with an aim as lousy as this.
'How's it going, elladan ?'
'Fine . At least I don't have to stand in your embrace to hold my bow steady ,' he retorts and throws a nasty look at elrohir, who blushes in a deeper shade of pink now.
'At least he hits the target while I am ~embracing~ him. You wouldn't hit a target within a distance of three meters.'
Now both of the twins have blushed, one pink one crimson and I'm feeling good again. I nearly yelled at him and he's certainly embarrassed.
'Well, guys, I guess, this should do for today. 'Class' dismissed. Swoosh, snatch. Another arrow right aiming right between my eyes.
'Elladan !', I scream in rage.
'It wasn't me !'
I look at elrohir. He blushes even more furiously. 'I - I am sorry. I thought you - you'd catch it anyway .'
'Yeah, well, I did. But please stop to abuse me as a target.'
'Yes, Haldir ,' mumbles elrohir, 'You wish', answers elladan.
'Right, now just go and go on somebody else's nerves.'
Both of them put their bows down and leave the garden. God, what a successful lesson. It makes me feel good, very appreciated, if people aim their arrows right between my eyes. But probably . he might just have wanted some attention. Right.
'Morning, guys ,' I say.
'Morning, Haldir ,' says elrohir. Wow ! At least something. He noticed that I arrived.
Elladan says nothing but I didn't really expect that. He has pressed his lips to a thin line and sulks, like an overgrown teenager. Even though I use to call them 'the kids' that doesn't mean that they still are too young to serve my plans. I'm just so used to say 'the kids' because I'm talking with elrond a lot more than with them and he, of course, uses 'kids' for his sons.
'So, let's get this started, before our lesson is over, don't you think?'
'How long do we have to stay with ~you~ ?', asks elladan disgusted. 'A whole hour ?'
'If you go on like that the whole day !', I reply. Don't let him get the feeling that I will take crap from him .
'This is not punishment. You should be fired out of here !', he whines on.
'Go and complain to lord elrond and not to me ! I'm just trying to give a lesson !'
Right. I'm getting started. It doesn't go as bad as I imagined. Elrohir is a good archer, at least that's my first impression. Elladan is too impatient and too careless and shoots continiously trees and shrubbery around him. Once he is really aiming at ME and I have to snatch the arrow right out of the air. I'm not saying anything, I just throw the arrow over my shoulder with a poker-face expression and go on talking about my subject. Dumb kid.
'Haldir ?', asks elrohir suddenly and I turn to him.
'Hm ? Did you ask something ?'
'After I put the arrow to the string and let go, the whole bow jerks up and I shoot the arrow into the sky. Why is that?'
'Because you are so tense. If you relax the bow stays steady and you'll hit the target .'
He tries and the arrow vanishes through the low hanging clouds. What an excellent opportunity to close in on my plan.
'Put the arrow to the string ,' I command and stand right behind him, holding his left wrist.
'Now, relax the left arm, I'm holding it .'
Oh yes, it's working out good. 'Now, let go.' Swoosh, and the arrow is straight in the middle of the target. Didn't I know it, this guy is a natural?
'Very well. Easy, isn't it?'
'It's easy while you are holding my arm. Can I try again ?'
'Okay.' Of course. I just notice lord elrond is watching us from the balcony of his study. The closer the contact, the better. And the arrow hits the target so close to the first one, that this one nearly splits it. Lord elrond nods approvingly even though he can't see I'm watching him.
'You really got it. You could go to loriƩn and join the archers I led for a while.'
A nearly invisible tinge of pink is creeping into his cheeks. 'Really ?'
'Really really.'
His brother is still trying hard to hit the target and his bow is steady, but his aim is just too poor. How can I explain that to elrond ? He'd deny having a son with an aim as lousy as this.
'How's it going, elladan ?'
'Fine . At least I don't have to stand in your embrace to hold my bow steady ,' he retorts and throws a nasty look at elrohir, who blushes in a deeper shade of pink now.
'At least he hits the target while I am ~embracing~ him. You wouldn't hit a target within a distance of three meters.'
Now both of the twins have blushed, one pink one crimson and I'm feeling good again. I nearly yelled at him and he's certainly embarrassed.
'Well, guys, I guess, this should do for today. 'Class' dismissed. Swoosh, snatch. Another arrow right aiming right between my eyes.
'Elladan !', I scream in rage.
'It wasn't me !'
I look at elrohir. He blushes even more furiously. 'I - I am sorry. I thought you - you'd catch it anyway .'
'Yeah, well, I did. But please stop to abuse me as a target.'
'Yes, Haldir ,' mumbles elrohir, 'You wish', answers elladan.
'Right, now just go and go on somebody else's nerves.'
Both of them put their bows down and leave the garden. God, what a successful lesson. It makes me feel good, very appreciated, if people aim their arrows right between my eyes. But probably . he might just have wanted some attention. Right.
