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Legolas sat atop Elrohir's shoulders, with his eyes closed, as he had promised to do; though this was difficult as it seemed days since they first began walking, but they all assured him not much longer; but now that he thought of it, they told him that quite a bit ago.
"El'hir," he whined, "how much longer."
"Oh not much, now quit your belly aching, we've barely just left the house." Legolas sighed, there was no arguing, soon enough the wait would be over. Until that time arrived he picked up a piece of Elrohir's, idly combing through his fingers as though he were petting a pet of some sort.
"El'hir?" Both Sildulin and Kaimelar looked to each other, the question game started much later than they expected, but they knew from the moment they began their walk it would come.
"Legolas?" he asked.
"If you were an animal, what one would you be?" Yes, this question had been plaguing Legolas for a bit, in his head he chose a horse, then he and Fea could be the bestest of friends, even more than they were, but he wanted to see what an older elf would choose, someone he trusted to care about the question as much as he.
"Well, let me think a moment." Elrohir said, beginning to seriously contemplate the question, it was one that he had never given much attention to, but now that he was asked, it did seem a significant matter. The other three gave each other looks, there was a reason Legolas gravitated towards Elrohir, he was the same age mentally as the young one, but that was part of his undeniable charm. "You know what Legolas, I think I would like to be a fish."
"A fish, we eat fish! Do you want to be eaten?" Legolas asked, curious and disturbed by the one twin's answer, Elrohir looked a little hurt by Legolas' less than enthusiastic response.
"No, I don't want to be eaten, but I think it would be nice to swim all day. Don't you?"
"I like swim, but a horse is much better, El'hir." Legolas lectured, "Much faster and prettier. And they no get eaten like fish."
"Well, I would be a fish that didn't get eaten, I would be a big fish." Elrohir countered, sounding more and more childish as he entangled himself in Legolas argument.
"My ada could still put a spear in you and cook you, no matter how big." Legolas responded as though it were so obvious. What a dumb animal to choose, out of all of the creatures in Middle Earth, he chose the fish; and to top that off, he couldn't play blocks; perhaps Legolas should have a talk with him and help him see things better.
"My ada, would not let your ada kill me, so there little one, what do you have to say about that?" Elrohir shouted triumphantly, he knew he had bested the child, how dare he make look down his nose at his chose of being a fish. That was a smart, interesting choice, not something, dumb and practical like a horse, how mundane Legolas could be.
"Your ada would be a fish, how could he stop my ada?" Elrohir had not thought about that, if he were a fish then yes, his father would also therefore have to be a fish. The little brat, he looked to his brother, and saw him shrug, but there in his eyes was a mirthful light. Well, it was a lot easier to argue with a child when you didn't have to argue with him, Elrohir thought. Yes, there they all walk with their heads held high as they look down upon me, but it is a challenge to debate with a child! For they think of the things that someone older could and would not. Everything was always easier from a distance, but when you were in the battlefield, well that my friends is a whole neither story.
"Well a fish was my choice and I stick to it, no matter what you think, that is what I choose and I am proud of it." Legolas shrugged, it was good enough for him; even if he thought Elrohir was being foolish for choosing a fish, he respected that was his decision. Who was he to judge what another person wished to be in their animal state, even though a horse was the obvious answer.
"El'hir?" Elrohir rolled his eyes.
"What now?" Legolas ignored the tone in his friend's voice, fish he decided must be very irritable, strange creatures indeed if Elrohir wanted to be one, perhaps he would pay more attention to them the next time his father took him to the river.
"Who do you like better Arwen or Elladan?" HE was attracted to this question particularly cause he did not remember Arwen and Lord Elrond had told him he was to meet her next summer. If she were favored over Elladan by Elrohir then he was going to desire to meet her all the more than he already did. He loved meeting new people (elves or otherwise, though he had not met many other kinds than elves), especially one who was raised in the same house as the twins; that elf must certainly be fascinating indeed.
"Well Arwen, of course, no brainer."
"You certainly were lucky that he asked the question then." Elladan joked, knowing full well Elrohir felt no apprehension about saying he favored their little sister over him. But deep down he knew that his brother loved him deeply, and vice versa: there was a special connection between siblings, but it was enhanced when you were twins. In some ways they were the same person, they always had each other's backs; it was comforting to know that no matter what there was at least one person out there you could always count on. And though he cherished his father and Arwen greatly, Elrohir was always deeply connected to him in a way none other could be.
"You're just jealous."
"Of your fiery intellect?" Elladan retorted, smirking at his brother, who dramatically rolled his eyes and gave a sigh.
"Always with the negative energy 'Dan. There is a young elfling here who we should be showing the example of love to." Elrohir preached light heartedly.
"Ell'dan?" Legolas chimed, for now he was interested in Elladan's take on things, for he seemed sensible enough at times; Elladan had explained to him one day, that when twin's are born there is only brain enough for one, and since Elladan was the older he got it. Legolas had asked his father about that, concerned that the same rang true for normal siblings and since Kaimelar was the oldest sibling he got the brain, and Legolas feared he would grow up dull, which isn't an appealing way to live a life. His father said that it was not true and not to always trust what the twin's told him, but they said such interesting things and told them so convincingly, it was hard not to.
"Legolas?" the elder twin responded.
"If Sil was a fish would you eat her, or would you not because you love her and like to kiss her?" Elladan shot a look to kill to his brother, who shook his head, he had not said that: there was a truce.
"Legolas who were you talking to about me and Sil?"
"No one, I thought since ada kisses me because he loves me, you love Sil. And you must like kissing her because you do it a lot. Ada does not kiss me so much, but I no mind that. He leaned into Elrohir's ear and whispered as so Elladan and Sildulin could not hear him. "Kiss is gross." Elrohir sighed, too bad there was a truce, for he had a strong urge to begin chanting, "Kiss is gross." Maybe another day, Arwen would most certainly be up for that rousing chant.
Kaimelar put his arm round his sister's shoulders, as he noticed her put her head in her hands as though a massive explosion had gone off in her head. When they all had assumed the issue was forgotten, they had all accepted it, they had forgotten about the one person who probably understood what was happening between Sildulin and Elladan the least; the one person who was the most willing due to his ignorance, to pose possibly embarrassing questions in social situations. He looked at Legolas, eyes still closed, perched on Elrohir's shoulders, patiently awaiting his answer, completely unaware that he had done anything to cause the two young romancers to grimace and blush. The sweet innocence of youth, Kaimelar thought.
Much to Sildulin's delight though, the surprise they had been traveling to see, was right in front off them; they had finally reached their destination.
"We have no more time for questions, Legolas; open your eyes." Sildulin said. The young one forgot of his recent inquiry, overtaken by his immense curiosity and desire to see what he for, one whole night, had plagued his mind over; now it was time to see the surprise.
And there it was, in all its beautiful splendor: his river. His father took him to the river regularly during the summer, but never so late in the year; for he was much to busy. But Legolas loved it, the water was running, reflected the multicolored leaves on the trees, there was a soft breeze to keep him cool. The sky was a crisp blue, so that the blueness of the water merely seemed a reflection of the sky.
"We jump in?" Legolas asked; causing Elrohir trouble to walk, as he shifted in his sitting position to try to see everything around him, though he had been here often it was not often enough to remember every piece of beauty the riverbed conveyed.
"Before we go and get wet, we had some of the cooks make us another little surprise." She said lifting a picnic basket in her hand, which Legolas had not seen since his eyes were closed before she had gotten it, but the child had smelled the sweet goodies that had laid in waiting the whole walk. He knew he was not crazy.
"I love surprise. Thank you! Surprise is so special!" he looked down to Elrohir, who could feel the gaze of the little one's eyes on the back of his head.
"Yes, Legolas?"
"No swimming, El'hir, till you eat your lunch," he instructed in his most adult like voice. He would be a good ada one day, he practiced a little bit at it whenever he could. It was important to learn what to say and how to say it to children, Legolas had decided, and so he prepared for when that faithful day would come and he would have children of his own.
"You heard him 'Ro, and I expect you to be a good little elf and behavior yourself accordingly," Kaimelar joked, at the sight of his young brother giving his dear friend orders. His brother certainly did not leave them at a want of good time, for you could truly never predict what would be said next, though one would always assume it would be the last things anyone else would have thought of. In that respect he and Elrohir were not that unalike. Kaimelar grimaced at the thought of when Legolas was older and then he and Elrohir could truly cause some damage, for even now Legolas somehow always managed to, innocently, cause some catastrophes; Kaimelar sometimes wondered if it was not so accidental or innocent. Then again, to look at him, he looked guilty no wrong doing, Kaimelar shrugged, no need to worry about his antics at this age, he was much to small to cause too much harm, or just small enough to cause a great amount of embarrassment to all, as he showed he was capable of just recently.
"Kai!" Legolas called, noticing his brother was not paying attention, "take me down!" Legolas demanded his arms extended out, a frown planted on his face. Kaimelar walked next to Elrohir, who could have easily gotten Legolas to the ground on his own.
"What do you say?" Why were adults always doing this to him, Legolas thought. It was always so difficult what to remember to say. How hard it was to be polite, being a prince sure did have its down side. He imagined no other elf his age had to learn things like your welcome, and thank you and.wait! That was it!
"Pleeeeeeeease," he cried out dramatically. His brother rolled his eyes at his behavior, even though the please was not heart felt, it would pass for now, picking him up and swinging him to the ground.
"There you are, your highness. Just as you requested." Legolas bowed to his brother.
"Thank you Kai," he said formally, not understanding Kaimelar had meant it a joke, "Eat now?" Patience was something Legolas had yet to learn, Kaimelar thought perhaps it would develop once he had mastered the art of manners, which was not saying much. Though the little one tried to be polite, some of it was just lost on him; he could never quite grasp the point of saying please and thank you was, but someday it would occur, at least, he prayed, for the sake of his father's sanity, it would.
"Yes, eat now," he replied, rustling his brothers hair.
They had all eaten and all, but Legolas, were resting a bit, allowing the food to settle. But Legolas had decided, after realizing he would have to wait a bit before his swim, to occupy the time by swinging about in nearby trees, always within the sight of his sister and brother, as they had specified to him. Up here, he thought little of the water, he was standing atop a tall branch looking down at the four other elves. He heard the mummer of their voices as the spoke and laughed far below him. He was deciding presently whether or not to drop an acorn that presently resided in his little hand. He good sense was telling him it was not the best of ideas he had had, but then the other more vocal side of his brain was telling him it would be a splendid bit of fun. Obviously the louder side was the one to listen to, right? Well, here went nothing, he picked hi target, let the acorn drop, then quickly jumped to another tree.
"Ow." Elladan said as he brought his hand to his head, something hard had just hit him. He looked around and spotted an acorn not too far from him; then he looked up trying to find the culprit.
"Legolas, I hope you have not wandered far off," Kaimelar said as he too looked for his brother, but for different reasons then Elladan, for it was funny. He was not too nervous that he could not find him, because his little laughter could be heard in the air, yes, Legolas thought it was funny too.
"Is your head okay, 'Dan?" Elrohir asked, shaking with his own laughter, for some jokes would never get old, even if you did, and throwing an acorn at somebody's head was a throwback classic in Elrohir's mind.
"My head is fine, thank you for you 'concern' brother." Elladan replied dryly. No use, the little elfling was nowhere in sight, but he thought, revenge would not be far off.
But Legolas was not done, he had felt the exhilaration of the hunt and now he wanted more. He found another acorn, and silently leapt to the same tree, and let the acorn drop again, hiding in another tree as before.
"Legolas!" Elladan shouted, becoming annoyed; once may be considered cute, twice was pushing it.
"You do not know it is Legolas, it could be the trees. You do give off an unpleasant smell, perhaps they want you to leave?" Elrohir suggested, proud of his little protégé's handy work: once could have been a mistaken drop, twice it was planned, a third time, that would be fantastic, a great step towards becoming a master of the courageous art of the prank.
"Legolas, there will be no swimming if you continue this!" Sildulin threatened, secretly laughing inside, she could not allow Elladan to see that though, it would only wound his pride further.
"I swim!" they heard the young one yell from his hiding place.
"Not if you don't stop!" Sildulin replied in her sweet mothering voice. Another acorn went flying from the tree to hit Elladan in the head once more. But he had now given himself away as they all saw the flash of golden hair. "That's enough Legolas! We know where you are, so come down."
Three times, thought Elrohir proudly, surveying the area where he had seen Legolas, but perhaps now was a good time to get him down, before he got in serious trouble and Sildulin took him home. Just like those two to ruin a festive time.
"Come on down, Lego," Elrohir supported reluctantly, he would like to see his brother get hit in the head once more. Legolas stepped out from behind the tree onto a branch facing them all.
"It was funny!" he said proudly, looking to Elrohir for approval, for he knew he would get none from Elladan or Sildulin; only Elrohir could truly understand him at times.
"It was funny, I enjoyed a great deal, but now, we must swim."
"Swim now?" Legolas questioned, making sure he had heard him correctly; this better not be some trick to get him down there and then take him home without so much as dipping his feet in the cool, refreshing fall water.
"We all promise," Elrohir assured, looking to the others, as they all nodded simultaneously. Legolas eyes them each suspiciously, but he was going to have to get down eventually and Elrohir would not lie to him, so he jumped to the ground recklessly but maintaining his Elvin grace and landed on the ground.
"Come swim now." As he walked past Elrohir he took his hand and dragged him to the river, where they all proceeded to jump in and splash about.
***Okay, so I hope you like this one, the next chapter continues where this left of, just to hint at the future. Thanks for all the kind words, and I'll try to keep updating as soon as possible, but as most of you know, school has begun so please be patient if I am slow, but just know that your reviews totally make me want to update as fast as I can, but not to go so fast that they suck. Alright, thanks guys!***
Legolas sat atop Elrohir's shoulders, with his eyes closed, as he had promised to do; though this was difficult as it seemed days since they first began walking, but they all assured him not much longer; but now that he thought of it, they told him that quite a bit ago.
"El'hir," he whined, "how much longer."
"Oh not much, now quit your belly aching, we've barely just left the house." Legolas sighed, there was no arguing, soon enough the wait would be over. Until that time arrived he picked up a piece of Elrohir's, idly combing through his fingers as though he were petting a pet of some sort.
"El'hir?" Both Sildulin and Kaimelar looked to each other, the question game started much later than they expected, but they knew from the moment they began their walk it would come.
"Legolas?" he asked.
"If you were an animal, what one would you be?" Yes, this question had been plaguing Legolas for a bit, in his head he chose a horse, then he and Fea could be the bestest of friends, even more than they were, but he wanted to see what an older elf would choose, someone he trusted to care about the question as much as he.
"Well, let me think a moment." Elrohir said, beginning to seriously contemplate the question, it was one that he had never given much attention to, but now that he was asked, it did seem a significant matter. The other three gave each other looks, there was a reason Legolas gravitated towards Elrohir, he was the same age mentally as the young one, but that was part of his undeniable charm. "You know what Legolas, I think I would like to be a fish."
"A fish, we eat fish! Do you want to be eaten?" Legolas asked, curious and disturbed by the one twin's answer, Elrohir looked a little hurt by Legolas' less than enthusiastic response.
"No, I don't want to be eaten, but I think it would be nice to swim all day. Don't you?"
"I like swim, but a horse is much better, El'hir." Legolas lectured, "Much faster and prettier. And they no get eaten like fish."
"Well, I would be a fish that didn't get eaten, I would be a big fish." Elrohir countered, sounding more and more childish as he entangled himself in Legolas argument.
"My ada could still put a spear in you and cook you, no matter how big." Legolas responded as though it were so obvious. What a dumb animal to choose, out of all of the creatures in Middle Earth, he chose the fish; and to top that off, he couldn't play blocks; perhaps Legolas should have a talk with him and help him see things better.
"My ada, would not let your ada kill me, so there little one, what do you have to say about that?" Elrohir shouted triumphantly, he knew he had bested the child, how dare he make look down his nose at his chose of being a fish. That was a smart, interesting choice, not something, dumb and practical like a horse, how mundane Legolas could be.
"Your ada would be a fish, how could he stop my ada?" Elrohir had not thought about that, if he were a fish then yes, his father would also therefore have to be a fish. The little brat, he looked to his brother, and saw him shrug, but there in his eyes was a mirthful light. Well, it was a lot easier to argue with a child when you didn't have to argue with him, Elrohir thought. Yes, there they all walk with their heads held high as they look down upon me, but it is a challenge to debate with a child! For they think of the things that someone older could and would not. Everything was always easier from a distance, but when you were in the battlefield, well that my friends is a whole neither story.
"Well a fish was my choice and I stick to it, no matter what you think, that is what I choose and I am proud of it." Legolas shrugged, it was good enough for him; even if he thought Elrohir was being foolish for choosing a fish, he respected that was his decision. Who was he to judge what another person wished to be in their animal state, even though a horse was the obvious answer.
"El'hir?" Elrohir rolled his eyes.
"What now?" Legolas ignored the tone in his friend's voice, fish he decided must be very irritable, strange creatures indeed if Elrohir wanted to be one, perhaps he would pay more attention to them the next time his father took him to the river.
"Who do you like better Arwen or Elladan?" HE was attracted to this question particularly cause he did not remember Arwen and Lord Elrond had told him he was to meet her next summer. If she were favored over Elladan by Elrohir then he was going to desire to meet her all the more than he already did. He loved meeting new people (elves or otherwise, though he had not met many other kinds than elves), especially one who was raised in the same house as the twins; that elf must certainly be fascinating indeed.
"Well Arwen, of course, no brainer."
"You certainly were lucky that he asked the question then." Elladan joked, knowing full well Elrohir felt no apprehension about saying he favored their little sister over him. But deep down he knew that his brother loved him deeply, and vice versa: there was a special connection between siblings, but it was enhanced when you were twins. In some ways they were the same person, they always had each other's backs; it was comforting to know that no matter what there was at least one person out there you could always count on. And though he cherished his father and Arwen greatly, Elrohir was always deeply connected to him in a way none other could be.
"You're just jealous."
"Of your fiery intellect?" Elladan retorted, smirking at his brother, who dramatically rolled his eyes and gave a sigh.
"Always with the negative energy 'Dan. There is a young elfling here who we should be showing the example of love to." Elrohir preached light heartedly.
"Ell'dan?" Legolas chimed, for now he was interested in Elladan's take on things, for he seemed sensible enough at times; Elladan had explained to him one day, that when twin's are born there is only brain enough for one, and since Elladan was the older he got it. Legolas had asked his father about that, concerned that the same rang true for normal siblings and since Kaimelar was the oldest sibling he got the brain, and Legolas feared he would grow up dull, which isn't an appealing way to live a life. His father said that it was not true and not to always trust what the twin's told him, but they said such interesting things and told them so convincingly, it was hard not to.
"Legolas?" the elder twin responded.
"If Sil was a fish would you eat her, or would you not because you love her and like to kiss her?" Elladan shot a look to kill to his brother, who shook his head, he had not said that: there was a truce.
"Legolas who were you talking to about me and Sil?"
"No one, I thought since ada kisses me because he loves me, you love Sil. And you must like kissing her because you do it a lot. Ada does not kiss me so much, but I no mind that. He leaned into Elrohir's ear and whispered as so Elladan and Sildulin could not hear him. "Kiss is gross." Elrohir sighed, too bad there was a truce, for he had a strong urge to begin chanting, "Kiss is gross." Maybe another day, Arwen would most certainly be up for that rousing chant.
Kaimelar put his arm round his sister's shoulders, as he noticed her put her head in her hands as though a massive explosion had gone off in her head. When they all had assumed the issue was forgotten, they had all accepted it, they had forgotten about the one person who probably understood what was happening between Sildulin and Elladan the least; the one person who was the most willing due to his ignorance, to pose possibly embarrassing questions in social situations. He looked at Legolas, eyes still closed, perched on Elrohir's shoulders, patiently awaiting his answer, completely unaware that he had done anything to cause the two young romancers to grimace and blush. The sweet innocence of youth, Kaimelar thought.
Much to Sildulin's delight though, the surprise they had been traveling to see, was right in front off them; they had finally reached their destination.
"We have no more time for questions, Legolas; open your eyes." Sildulin said. The young one forgot of his recent inquiry, overtaken by his immense curiosity and desire to see what he for, one whole night, had plagued his mind over; now it was time to see the surprise.
And there it was, in all its beautiful splendor: his river. His father took him to the river regularly during the summer, but never so late in the year; for he was much to busy. But Legolas loved it, the water was running, reflected the multicolored leaves on the trees, there was a soft breeze to keep him cool. The sky was a crisp blue, so that the blueness of the water merely seemed a reflection of the sky.
"We jump in?" Legolas asked; causing Elrohir trouble to walk, as he shifted in his sitting position to try to see everything around him, though he had been here often it was not often enough to remember every piece of beauty the riverbed conveyed.
"Before we go and get wet, we had some of the cooks make us another little surprise." She said lifting a picnic basket in her hand, which Legolas had not seen since his eyes were closed before she had gotten it, but the child had smelled the sweet goodies that had laid in waiting the whole walk. He knew he was not crazy.
"I love surprise. Thank you! Surprise is so special!" he looked down to Elrohir, who could feel the gaze of the little one's eyes on the back of his head.
"Yes, Legolas?"
"No swimming, El'hir, till you eat your lunch," he instructed in his most adult like voice. He would be a good ada one day, he practiced a little bit at it whenever he could. It was important to learn what to say and how to say it to children, Legolas had decided, and so he prepared for when that faithful day would come and he would have children of his own.
"You heard him 'Ro, and I expect you to be a good little elf and behavior yourself accordingly," Kaimelar joked, at the sight of his young brother giving his dear friend orders. His brother certainly did not leave them at a want of good time, for you could truly never predict what would be said next, though one would always assume it would be the last things anyone else would have thought of. In that respect he and Elrohir were not that unalike. Kaimelar grimaced at the thought of when Legolas was older and then he and Elrohir could truly cause some damage, for even now Legolas somehow always managed to, innocently, cause some catastrophes; Kaimelar sometimes wondered if it was not so accidental or innocent. Then again, to look at him, he looked guilty no wrong doing, Kaimelar shrugged, no need to worry about his antics at this age, he was much to small to cause too much harm, or just small enough to cause a great amount of embarrassment to all, as he showed he was capable of just recently.
"Kai!" Legolas called, noticing his brother was not paying attention, "take me down!" Legolas demanded his arms extended out, a frown planted on his face. Kaimelar walked next to Elrohir, who could have easily gotten Legolas to the ground on his own.
"What do you say?" Why were adults always doing this to him, Legolas thought. It was always so difficult what to remember to say. How hard it was to be polite, being a prince sure did have its down side. He imagined no other elf his age had to learn things like your welcome, and thank you and.wait! That was it!
"Pleeeeeeeease," he cried out dramatically. His brother rolled his eyes at his behavior, even though the please was not heart felt, it would pass for now, picking him up and swinging him to the ground.
"There you are, your highness. Just as you requested." Legolas bowed to his brother.
"Thank you Kai," he said formally, not understanding Kaimelar had meant it a joke, "Eat now?" Patience was something Legolas had yet to learn, Kaimelar thought perhaps it would develop once he had mastered the art of manners, which was not saying much. Though the little one tried to be polite, some of it was just lost on him; he could never quite grasp the point of saying please and thank you was, but someday it would occur, at least, he prayed, for the sake of his father's sanity, it would.
"Yes, eat now," he replied, rustling his brothers hair.
They had all eaten and all, but Legolas, were resting a bit, allowing the food to settle. But Legolas had decided, after realizing he would have to wait a bit before his swim, to occupy the time by swinging about in nearby trees, always within the sight of his sister and brother, as they had specified to him. Up here, he thought little of the water, he was standing atop a tall branch looking down at the four other elves. He heard the mummer of their voices as the spoke and laughed far below him. He was deciding presently whether or not to drop an acorn that presently resided in his little hand. He good sense was telling him it was not the best of ideas he had had, but then the other more vocal side of his brain was telling him it would be a splendid bit of fun. Obviously the louder side was the one to listen to, right? Well, here went nothing, he picked hi target, let the acorn drop, then quickly jumped to another tree.
"Ow." Elladan said as he brought his hand to his head, something hard had just hit him. He looked around and spotted an acorn not too far from him; then he looked up trying to find the culprit.
"Legolas, I hope you have not wandered far off," Kaimelar said as he too looked for his brother, but for different reasons then Elladan, for it was funny. He was not too nervous that he could not find him, because his little laughter could be heard in the air, yes, Legolas thought it was funny too.
"Is your head okay, 'Dan?" Elrohir asked, shaking with his own laughter, for some jokes would never get old, even if you did, and throwing an acorn at somebody's head was a throwback classic in Elrohir's mind.
"My head is fine, thank you for you 'concern' brother." Elladan replied dryly. No use, the little elfling was nowhere in sight, but he thought, revenge would not be far off.
But Legolas was not done, he had felt the exhilaration of the hunt and now he wanted more. He found another acorn, and silently leapt to the same tree, and let the acorn drop again, hiding in another tree as before.
"Legolas!" Elladan shouted, becoming annoyed; once may be considered cute, twice was pushing it.
"You do not know it is Legolas, it could be the trees. You do give off an unpleasant smell, perhaps they want you to leave?" Elrohir suggested, proud of his little protégé's handy work: once could have been a mistaken drop, twice it was planned, a third time, that would be fantastic, a great step towards becoming a master of the courageous art of the prank.
"Legolas, there will be no swimming if you continue this!" Sildulin threatened, secretly laughing inside, she could not allow Elladan to see that though, it would only wound his pride further.
"I swim!" they heard the young one yell from his hiding place.
"Not if you don't stop!" Sildulin replied in her sweet mothering voice. Another acorn went flying from the tree to hit Elladan in the head once more. But he had now given himself away as they all saw the flash of golden hair. "That's enough Legolas! We know where you are, so come down."
Three times, thought Elrohir proudly, surveying the area where he had seen Legolas, but perhaps now was a good time to get him down, before he got in serious trouble and Sildulin took him home. Just like those two to ruin a festive time.
"Come on down, Lego," Elrohir supported reluctantly, he would like to see his brother get hit in the head once more. Legolas stepped out from behind the tree onto a branch facing them all.
"It was funny!" he said proudly, looking to Elrohir for approval, for he knew he would get none from Elladan or Sildulin; only Elrohir could truly understand him at times.
"It was funny, I enjoyed a great deal, but now, we must swim."
"Swim now?" Legolas questioned, making sure he had heard him correctly; this better not be some trick to get him down there and then take him home without so much as dipping his feet in the cool, refreshing fall water.
"We all promise," Elrohir assured, looking to the others, as they all nodded simultaneously. Legolas eyes them each suspiciously, but he was going to have to get down eventually and Elrohir would not lie to him, so he jumped to the ground recklessly but maintaining his Elvin grace and landed on the ground.
"Come swim now." As he walked past Elrohir he took his hand and dragged him to the river, where they all proceeded to jump in and splash about.
***Okay, so I hope you like this one, the next chapter continues where this left of, just to hint at the future. Thanks for all the kind words, and I'll try to keep updating as soon as possible, but as most of you know, school has begun so please be patient if I am slow, but just know that your reviews totally make me want to update as fast as I can, but not to go so fast that they suck. Alright, thanks guys!***
