-Thank you, once again, to everyone who reviewed.
-This chapter is based on an idea that Aranel gave me. Thank you! (
***** Chapter 5: Crab Legs
Elrond and Elros were sent up to their room to get ready for dinner. They were covered from head to toe in sand, so they each had to take a bath. Right now, that's exactly what they were doing.
"'Rond, wasn't it just amazing!" Elros started splashing, "How the castle was just washed up like that!" A huge wave of water splashed out of the tub.
"'Ros, you're getting me wet!" Elrond called from his tub.
"But you're already wet!" Elros continued to splash.
"You're making a mess."
"So, splashing is fun!"
Elrond couldn't resist and started splashing around with his brother.
"Boys, is everything alright?" Gil Galad called form outside the room.
"Yes Ada!"
"Hurry up. I don't want you two late for dinner."
*****
The twins walked into the dinning room, almost matching. They each wore a tiny silver circlet on their heads with their hair twisted off their faces. Elrond was dressed in sapphire blue and Elros in dark green. Seated at the table were the most important Elves in Lindon, along with Gil Galad at the head of the table and Cirdan. The twins took their seats on either side of their father, with Cirdan next to Elros.
"What are we having tonight?" Elros asked. He was very hungry, even after all the sweets he had earlier. Building sandcastles make young Elves very hungry.
"Snow crab," Gil Galad answered.
Elrond made a face. "But we've never tried it!"
"Well then, now's your chance."
Elros picked up the tiny fork that was by his plate. "What's this for?"
"It's for pulling the meat out of the crab legs," Gil Galad told him, "and it's not for playing with."
Steaming dishes of crab leg were soon set before them. Elrond and Elros looked confusedly at their plates.
Elros picked up one of the legs and looked more closely at it, while Elrond tried cutting his with a knife and fork.
"Ada, it's not working," Elrond said, putting down his knife.
"Watch me ionn-nin. You just take the leg and then this cracker and crack it open," Gil Galad explained showing his sons. "And then you take this fork and pull the meat out."
"Ooooh."
"Elros are you paying attention?"
Elros didn't answer. He just sat in his chair completely entranced in his activity. In each hand he held a crab leg, making the pincers pinch together. Gil Galad just sighed. He was always telling the children not to play with their food, especially Elros. It would be no use to try now.
Elrond was ignoring his twin. Concentrating with a determined look on his face, he tried cracking the crab leg himself. His ada made it look so simple, but it wasn't. The crab leg just flopped onto his plate. He would just have to try again! For a second time, he picked up the crab leg and cracker, biting on his bottom lip.
"Do you need help Elrond?" Gil Galad asked.
Elrond shook his head, keeping his focus on the task before him. Carefully, he squeezed on the cracker, but still, the hard shell on the crab leg didn't crack. It just bounced off the table and onto the floor.
"Uh oh." Elrond pushed back his chair and crawled onto the floor.
"Elrond," Gil Galad stretched his neck to see where his son had gone, "get out from under there."
"Ha!" Elrond yelled from under the table, "Here it is!" He pulled up the tablecloth so he could get out and climbed back onto his chair.
"Are you sure you don't need help?" Gil Galad asked.
"Yes!"
Gil Galad turned his attention back to Elros, who was trying to pick up pieces of lettuce with the crab legs he was playing with.
"Elros, please stop playing with your food," he sighed.
Elros continued to ignore him.
"I think it's hopeless Gil," Cirdan shrugged.
Meanwhile, young Elrond was getting upset. "Ada! It's not working!"
Gil Galad turned back to him. "Would you like me to help you?"
"No! I want to do it myself!"
"Ada! Look! I'm a crab!"
Gil Galad, once again, turned back to Elros, who was trying his best to act like a crab. Cirdan couldn't stop laughing.
"Cirdan, you're provoking him!"
"I'm sorry my good king, but he really is funny!"
All of a sudden, Gil Galad felt something fall onto his lap. He turned to Elrond, who covered his mouth with his hands. Looking down, he picked up the small crab leg that was resting on the napkin on his lap.
Gil Galad pushed back his chair and stood up. "Okay, that's it you two. Come on." He held out his hands for the twins who just looked at each other surprised.
"Come on," he repeated.
The twins sadly got up and walked up to their father.
"Ada, what did we do?" Elrond asked looking up.
"Nothing," Gil Galad said, "You two just need practice."
"Practice for what?"
"The proper way to eat crab legs."
*****
-This chapter is based on an idea that Aranel gave me. Thank you! (
***** Chapter 5: Crab Legs
Elrond and Elros were sent up to their room to get ready for dinner. They were covered from head to toe in sand, so they each had to take a bath. Right now, that's exactly what they were doing.
"'Rond, wasn't it just amazing!" Elros started splashing, "How the castle was just washed up like that!" A huge wave of water splashed out of the tub.
"'Ros, you're getting me wet!" Elrond called from his tub.
"But you're already wet!" Elros continued to splash.
"You're making a mess."
"So, splashing is fun!"
Elrond couldn't resist and started splashing around with his brother.
"Boys, is everything alright?" Gil Galad called form outside the room.
"Yes Ada!"
"Hurry up. I don't want you two late for dinner."
*****
The twins walked into the dinning room, almost matching. They each wore a tiny silver circlet on their heads with their hair twisted off their faces. Elrond was dressed in sapphire blue and Elros in dark green. Seated at the table were the most important Elves in Lindon, along with Gil Galad at the head of the table and Cirdan. The twins took their seats on either side of their father, with Cirdan next to Elros.
"What are we having tonight?" Elros asked. He was very hungry, even after all the sweets he had earlier. Building sandcastles make young Elves very hungry.
"Snow crab," Gil Galad answered.
Elrond made a face. "But we've never tried it!"
"Well then, now's your chance."
Elros picked up the tiny fork that was by his plate. "What's this for?"
"It's for pulling the meat out of the crab legs," Gil Galad told him, "and it's not for playing with."
Steaming dishes of crab leg were soon set before them. Elrond and Elros looked confusedly at their plates.
Elros picked up one of the legs and looked more closely at it, while Elrond tried cutting his with a knife and fork.
"Ada, it's not working," Elrond said, putting down his knife.
"Watch me ionn-nin. You just take the leg and then this cracker and crack it open," Gil Galad explained showing his sons. "And then you take this fork and pull the meat out."
"Ooooh."
"Elros are you paying attention?"
Elros didn't answer. He just sat in his chair completely entranced in his activity. In each hand he held a crab leg, making the pincers pinch together. Gil Galad just sighed. He was always telling the children not to play with their food, especially Elros. It would be no use to try now.
Elrond was ignoring his twin. Concentrating with a determined look on his face, he tried cracking the crab leg himself. His ada made it look so simple, but it wasn't. The crab leg just flopped onto his plate. He would just have to try again! For a second time, he picked up the crab leg and cracker, biting on his bottom lip.
"Do you need help Elrond?" Gil Galad asked.
Elrond shook his head, keeping his focus on the task before him. Carefully, he squeezed on the cracker, but still, the hard shell on the crab leg didn't crack. It just bounced off the table and onto the floor.
"Uh oh." Elrond pushed back his chair and crawled onto the floor.
"Elrond," Gil Galad stretched his neck to see where his son had gone, "get out from under there."
"Ha!" Elrond yelled from under the table, "Here it is!" He pulled up the tablecloth so he could get out and climbed back onto his chair.
"Are you sure you don't need help?" Gil Galad asked.
"Yes!"
Gil Galad turned his attention back to Elros, who was trying to pick up pieces of lettuce with the crab legs he was playing with.
"Elros, please stop playing with your food," he sighed.
Elros continued to ignore him.
"I think it's hopeless Gil," Cirdan shrugged.
Meanwhile, young Elrond was getting upset. "Ada! It's not working!"
Gil Galad turned back to him. "Would you like me to help you?"
"No! I want to do it myself!"
"Ada! Look! I'm a crab!"
Gil Galad, once again, turned back to Elros, who was trying his best to act like a crab. Cirdan couldn't stop laughing.
"Cirdan, you're provoking him!"
"I'm sorry my good king, but he really is funny!"
All of a sudden, Gil Galad felt something fall onto his lap. He turned to Elrond, who covered his mouth with his hands. Looking down, he picked up the small crab leg that was resting on the napkin on his lap.
Gil Galad pushed back his chair and stood up. "Okay, that's it you two. Come on." He held out his hands for the twins who just looked at each other surprised.
"Come on," he repeated.
The twins sadly got up and walked up to their father.
"Ada, what did we do?" Elrond asked looking up.
"Nothing," Gil Galad said, "You two just need practice."
"Practice for what?"
"The proper way to eat crab legs."
*****