Ip Init: Concerning Arrows in Horses Haunches

"Legolas." The King's voice was deep and menacing. The heart of the boy to whom he was speaking ached to be back among his dust bunny friends.

"You called, father?"

"How did your archery lesson today go, my son?" The king asked calmly. Legolas stared at the capricious tile floor for a moment.

"Fine, father."

"Fine? Is that all?" Legolas continued to stare at the floor.

"You see, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood, to *me* fine does not mean that one has shot one of the royal horses." Legolas cringed.

"I didn't hurt it, father."

"I am unclear as to where your arrow penetrated the horse."

"In its bum."

"In its what?"

"Its bum, your highness. I shot your favourite horse in the bum with an arrow." Legolas repeated, louder, raising his gaze to meet his fathers. The King's face flashed with anger, then subsided as he began to chuckle.

"Oh, Legolas. Come here," the little boy complied and crawled upon his fathers lap, "you shot it in its *haunches. * They're called haunches on a horse. My dear boy." The king laughed and tousled his son's hair. The little boy smiled up at his father.

"We shall relocate your shooting range. Perhaps to the other side of the gardens, far away from any horses, how does that sound?"

"Wonderful, Ada."

"Very well then. Run along. There's no use punishing you for your dreadful aim." Legolas wasted no time jumping off his father's lap and running out of the throne room. One never knew when or if the King of Mirkwood would change his mind.

A/N...hmmm...what should happen *now*??? Perhaps little Leggy should go help them fix the horse :p I don't know. I'll go get another Mt. Dew and think on it for a while. These chapters are short, and don't take long to write so if a Muse (preferably one with blond hair, blue eyes, pointed ears and a bow) decides to come visit me I'll probably have the next chappy up later today. Or tomorrow. Depends on how *helpful* that muse is!!

Disclaimer:

~ I do not own Legolas or Thranduil or any other characters of The Lord of the Rings that I decide to put in this story. I'm just using them for my own twisted pleasure.

I *do* own the dust bunnies: Glithiel, Sebrimir, Elrildur, Rioclya, and Amaran, the spidies, the nursemaid Amyndra, and Hilmar.

~ I also am the owner of Delaril and that stable boy, if I ever decide to give him a name.

~ And I have just added that poor little horse who still has an arrow stuck in his bum to my list of assets that shall be passed on to whoever the bloody wants them after I'm gone. Also the poor, poor imbecile who's job it was to teach our young Legolas how to shoot! Though neither of them have names just now.