Wow, I can't believe how much attention Estel getting the chicken pox gets. :) ::bows:: I hope I don't disappoint you in this fic.
I'm not an author, I'm a hobbit! Yuppers!
Disclaimer, I don't own LOTR, in short Tolkien's work.
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Estel screams in a pitch that makes Elrohir, Elladan, and Elrond cringe miserably. Stubbornly Elrond wraps his cloak around the child, preventing him from itching at his skin. Some spots had already begun to bleed from Estel scratching so hard. The twins try to pop there ear drums, looking at their brother, not amused.
"I thought black tongue hurt our ears." Elladan complains poking at his ear. "Damn, just let him go dad."
"Sorry Elladan." Elrond picks up Estel. "I cannot afford your brother scratching anymore than he already has."
"What's wrong with him?" Elrohir asks.
"He has, what humans call chicken pox." Elrond struggles out, holding onto a screaming toddler. "They all get it at- YOUCH."
Sunk deeply into Elrond's arm were Estel's teeth. Elrond cringes, pulling his arm free from the child's teeth. That would most definitely leave a bruise, a bruise not only on his arm. Covering their mouths, Elrohir and Elladan desperately try not to laugh.
"NO!" Estel screams.
"You're not supposed bite." Elrond scolds.
Estel fights desperately to try to get away from Elrond. The old elf losing the fight, not used to this type of struggle. In the same frequency, Estel screams again. In that moment of distraction, the young human sinks his teeth into the tender of Elrond's upper arm.
Yelping loudly in pain, Elrond then reflexively releases Estel. Estel's teeth stay in for a little while longer for good measure, then he was off. Elrond grabs he bleeding arm, face twisting in pain.
"Well, don't stand there laughing!" Elrond shouts. "Catch him!"
"Yes, father." The twins say together choking on their laughter.
Glowering, Elrond walks into the house to tend to his arm. His sons can deal with their brother. The least he can do is prepare medicine for Estel, also prepare medicine for the bite marks that are bound to happen again.
****
"Elrohir where did he go?" Elladan calls to his brother.
"I don't know I lost him!" Elrohir calls back.
"I thought you were a master tracker!" Elladan snaps back.
"I thought you were an elf!"
Elladan pauses, scratching his head, confused. "I am and elf, what does that have to do with this?"
"Elladan, there he goes!" Elrohir calls out catching a glimpse of the fleeing kid.
Crashing through the woods Elladan and Elrohir run after Estel. Who knew a human child could run this fast? Up ahead Elrohir eyes two elves out enjoying the sun. Estel is headed straight towards them.
"GRAB HIM!" Elladan screams.
Estel, alerted by Elladan's call, darts to the left. One of the elves lunges, only to land face first into a pile of horse shit. The other elf accidentally steps on him on his way to get the child. For now the horses were forgotten in the woods. It was more important to get the kid.
It takes no time before a good group of elves are after Estel. All of Rivendell is learning how slippery a human child can be. It was harder tracking Estel then half the creatures running rabid in Middle Earth.
"Elladan, is it me, or is Estel making a fool of us elves?" Elrohir asks out of breath.
"He's making a fool out of us..." Elladan looks at Elrohir. "Why don't we set a trap for him?"
"Like what?" Elrohir asks annoyed. "Snare we'd break a limb, net he'll see, the only option is a hole in the ground."
"Yeah a hole in the ground, and we can run him in." Elladan claps his hands. "You and a couple elves dig a hole while the others distract him, me I'll get some pillows to put in the pit."
Elrohir smiles, "For once Elladan, you have a good plan."
****
Half hour later the elves were ready, the hole was dug, padded, and concealed. Swiftly the elves chase Estel towards the hole. The child runs full pace. Right as planned Estel runs over the hole, giving under Estel's weight. They all gather around the hole, out of breath. Suddenly a loud scream fills the air, then the young boy begins to cry.
"Oh come on Estel it can't be that bad." Elrohir scoffs with a smirk. "We've padded it nicely for you."
Estel screams harder, huddled in a ball at the bottom of the pit. Elladan leans over as concern crosses his face.
"Elladan I think something is definitely wrong." Elladan whispers.
"Like?"
Elladan jumps lightly into the hole, forcing Estel out of the ball. Except for the crying, a errie silence crept through the elves. Worry fills Elladan, as he lets Estel double back into a ball.
"Dad's going to murder us." Elladan blurts out.
***
Ut oh, why are Elladan, and Elrohir going to meet an untimely death? Well at least he ain't scratching. Like to here all comments, and suggestions
I'm not an author, I'm a hobbit! Yuppers!
Disclaimer, I don't own LOTR, in short Tolkien's work.
____
Estel screams in a pitch that makes Elrohir, Elladan, and Elrond cringe miserably. Stubbornly Elrond wraps his cloak around the child, preventing him from itching at his skin. Some spots had already begun to bleed from Estel scratching so hard. The twins try to pop there ear drums, looking at their brother, not amused.
"I thought black tongue hurt our ears." Elladan complains poking at his ear. "Damn, just let him go dad."
"Sorry Elladan." Elrond picks up Estel. "I cannot afford your brother scratching anymore than he already has."
"What's wrong with him?" Elrohir asks.
"He has, what humans call chicken pox." Elrond struggles out, holding onto a screaming toddler. "They all get it at- YOUCH."
Sunk deeply into Elrond's arm were Estel's teeth. Elrond cringes, pulling his arm free from the child's teeth. That would most definitely leave a bruise, a bruise not only on his arm. Covering their mouths, Elrohir and Elladan desperately try not to laugh.
"NO!" Estel screams.
"You're not supposed bite." Elrond scolds.
Estel fights desperately to try to get away from Elrond. The old elf losing the fight, not used to this type of struggle. In the same frequency, Estel screams again. In that moment of distraction, the young human sinks his teeth into the tender of Elrond's upper arm.
Yelping loudly in pain, Elrond then reflexively releases Estel. Estel's teeth stay in for a little while longer for good measure, then he was off. Elrond grabs he bleeding arm, face twisting in pain.
"Well, don't stand there laughing!" Elrond shouts. "Catch him!"
"Yes, father." The twins say together choking on their laughter.
Glowering, Elrond walks into the house to tend to his arm. His sons can deal with their brother. The least he can do is prepare medicine for Estel, also prepare medicine for the bite marks that are bound to happen again.
****
"Elrohir where did he go?" Elladan calls to his brother.
"I don't know I lost him!" Elrohir calls back.
"I thought you were a master tracker!" Elladan snaps back.
"I thought you were an elf!"
Elladan pauses, scratching his head, confused. "I am and elf, what does that have to do with this?"
"Elladan, there he goes!" Elrohir calls out catching a glimpse of the fleeing kid.
Crashing through the woods Elladan and Elrohir run after Estel. Who knew a human child could run this fast? Up ahead Elrohir eyes two elves out enjoying the sun. Estel is headed straight towards them.
"GRAB HIM!" Elladan screams.
Estel, alerted by Elladan's call, darts to the left. One of the elves lunges, only to land face first into a pile of horse shit. The other elf accidentally steps on him on his way to get the child. For now the horses were forgotten in the woods. It was more important to get the kid.
It takes no time before a good group of elves are after Estel. All of Rivendell is learning how slippery a human child can be. It was harder tracking Estel then half the creatures running rabid in Middle Earth.
"Elladan, is it me, or is Estel making a fool of us elves?" Elrohir asks out of breath.
"He's making a fool out of us..." Elladan looks at Elrohir. "Why don't we set a trap for him?"
"Like what?" Elrohir asks annoyed. "Snare we'd break a limb, net he'll see, the only option is a hole in the ground."
"Yeah a hole in the ground, and we can run him in." Elladan claps his hands. "You and a couple elves dig a hole while the others distract him, me I'll get some pillows to put in the pit."
Elrohir smiles, "For once Elladan, you have a good plan."
****
Half hour later the elves were ready, the hole was dug, padded, and concealed. Swiftly the elves chase Estel towards the hole. The child runs full pace. Right as planned Estel runs over the hole, giving under Estel's weight. They all gather around the hole, out of breath. Suddenly a loud scream fills the air, then the young boy begins to cry.
"Oh come on Estel it can't be that bad." Elrohir scoffs with a smirk. "We've padded it nicely for you."
Estel screams harder, huddled in a ball at the bottom of the pit. Elladan leans over as concern crosses his face.
"Elladan I think something is definitely wrong." Elladan whispers.
"Like?"
Elladan jumps lightly into the hole, forcing Estel out of the ball. Except for the crying, a errie silence crept through the elves. Worry fills Elladan, as he lets Estel double back into a ball.
"Dad's going to murder us." Elladan blurts out.
***
Ut oh, why are Elladan, and Elrohir going to meet an untimely death? Well at least he ain't scratching. Like to here all comments, and suggestions