Thanks to the two who reviewed, I'm glad you are liking it. Chapters will
be short, because the overall story just isn't very long, and it is a
filler story. Here is the second chapter, Enjoy!
Chapter 2
It was nearing afternoon now, and the twins still played eagerly in the white powder, throwing it at each other and crafting strange shapes sloppy with their tiny Elven hands. Glorfindel had gone in a few hours ago when their parents joined them in the wintry atmosphere. Elrond had laughed at the younger Elf's excuse at being hungry.
"Truly Glorfindel, I would have thought that after all these years you would have had enough sense to rise earlier then the boys if you wanted a meal."
"I do not wish to rise with the Sun my old friend," he said with a smile as he wandered back to the house.
For the next several hours Elrond and Celebrian played in the snow with their two children, trying to convince them to return inside for the night, but Elflings pleaded continuously to stay out but a few more hours.
"Very well then," Elrond said, laughing as Elrohir fell into the snow. "A few more hours, but stay close," he warned.
Hand in hand Celebrian and Elrond walked back to the house as Elladan jumped up and down.
"Come on Elrohir, let's make something!"
"We've made enough stuff," Elrohir complained, standing back up. He dusted himself off as he looked at the mounds of snow that stood here and there.
"But we can make an Orc, then knock him down with our swords," Elladan said boldly, slashing a stick from side to side as if it were indeed a sword.
Elrohir shook his head. "I'm tired of making stuff. Let's go exploring, and look for treasures."
Elladan snorted, turning to look at his younger sibling. "That's pointless. Elves don't care for treasure," he snuffed.
"Then we can look for something else."
Elladan shook his head. "No, I want to build an Orc."
"Fine then, you build it. I'm going exploring," Elrohir stomped his foot in the snow, heading off in a different direction.
"But I can't do it by myself," Elladan whined. He hadn't expected his younger brother to leave like this.
Elrohir shrugged, not really caring. Getting angry Elladan shouted at him.
"Atar was right, you are impossible sometimes."
Elrohir stopped, turning slowly back to face him. "He never said that."
"Yes he did. Atara and Atar never expected you. I heard them."
Elrohir looked down at the snow covered ground. He knew it was true, for he had heard them say it themselves. They never had expected two, only one. And with Elladan being the first born, Elrohir was only second best in their eyes, or so he thought.
Elrohir had believed it didn't really matter, but what his brother was saying now, it made him think.
"It doesn't matter," Elrohir stated quietly, trying to convince himself.
Elladan nodded. "They like me best."
Elrohir was about to argue, but at that moment a call came upon the wind. Elladan and Elrohir looked up to see a young Elfling running toward them. Elrohir curled his lip in disgust when he saw who it was.
Waving, Elladan invited Reshanian over. Forgetting the recent argument Elladan quickly greeted him. Elrohir shied away, slowly wandering toward the edge of the forest. Hearing his name he turned to see the two looking at him.
"Are you going to help?" Elladan demanded.
Elrohir shook his head, holding it up high. "I'm going off to explore." He turned back to continue his journey, only to stumble a moment later when a ball of snow hit him in the back of the head. He turned back, glaring at the two Elflings that were doubled over laughing.
"That was a great shot," Elladan cried out, scooping a second handful of snow up.
Elrohir ducked as the second one sailed over harmlessly. Seeing the look his younger brother gave him, Elladan straightened up.
"Oh come now my brother, what reason is there for the long face?"
Elrohir didn't answer but started walking again. Elladan and Reshanian soon forgot about the retreating form, turning instead to begin building the snow Orc.
Settling by the edge of the wood Elrohir tried to concentrate on exploring, but he soon found out that it was no fun exploring by himself. He turned back to where his brother was playing, the two Elfling's laughter filling the air.
Suddenly the snow before him came alive, running steadily for the cover of the woods. It took him but only one moment to realize that it was a snow rabbit, and gleefully took chase, unaware that he was headed into the deepest part of the forest.
TBC
Chapter 2
It was nearing afternoon now, and the twins still played eagerly in the white powder, throwing it at each other and crafting strange shapes sloppy with their tiny Elven hands. Glorfindel had gone in a few hours ago when their parents joined them in the wintry atmosphere. Elrond had laughed at the younger Elf's excuse at being hungry.
"Truly Glorfindel, I would have thought that after all these years you would have had enough sense to rise earlier then the boys if you wanted a meal."
"I do not wish to rise with the Sun my old friend," he said with a smile as he wandered back to the house.
For the next several hours Elrond and Celebrian played in the snow with their two children, trying to convince them to return inside for the night, but Elflings pleaded continuously to stay out but a few more hours.
"Very well then," Elrond said, laughing as Elrohir fell into the snow. "A few more hours, but stay close," he warned.
Hand in hand Celebrian and Elrond walked back to the house as Elladan jumped up and down.
"Come on Elrohir, let's make something!"
"We've made enough stuff," Elrohir complained, standing back up. He dusted himself off as he looked at the mounds of snow that stood here and there.
"But we can make an Orc, then knock him down with our swords," Elladan said boldly, slashing a stick from side to side as if it were indeed a sword.
Elrohir shook his head. "I'm tired of making stuff. Let's go exploring, and look for treasures."
Elladan snorted, turning to look at his younger sibling. "That's pointless. Elves don't care for treasure," he snuffed.
"Then we can look for something else."
Elladan shook his head. "No, I want to build an Orc."
"Fine then, you build it. I'm going exploring," Elrohir stomped his foot in the snow, heading off in a different direction.
"But I can't do it by myself," Elladan whined. He hadn't expected his younger brother to leave like this.
Elrohir shrugged, not really caring. Getting angry Elladan shouted at him.
"Atar was right, you are impossible sometimes."
Elrohir stopped, turning slowly back to face him. "He never said that."
"Yes he did. Atara and Atar never expected you. I heard them."
Elrohir looked down at the snow covered ground. He knew it was true, for he had heard them say it themselves. They never had expected two, only one. And with Elladan being the first born, Elrohir was only second best in their eyes, or so he thought.
Elrohir had believed it didn't really matter, but what his brother was saying now, it made him think.
"It doesn't matter," Elrohir stated quietly, trying to convince himself.
Elladan nodded. "They like me best."
Elrohir was about to argue, but at that moment a call came upon the wind. Elladan and Elrohir looked up to see a young Elfling running toward them. Elrohir curled his lip in disgust when he saw who it was.
Waving, Elladan invited Reshanian over. Forgetting the recent argument Elladan quickly greeted him. Elrohir shied away, slowly wandering toward the edge of the forest. Hearing his name he turned to see the two looking at him.
"Are you going to help?" Elladan demanded.
Elrohir shook his head, holding it up high. "I'm going off to explore." He turned back to continue his journey, only to stumble a moment later when a ball of snow hit him in the back of the head. He turned back, glaring at the two Elflings that were doubled over laughing.
"That was a great shot," Elladan cried out, scooping a second handful of snow up.
Elrohir ducked as the second one sailed over harmlessly. Seeing the look his younger brother gave him, Elladan straightened up.
"Oh come now my brother, what reason is there for the long face?"
Elrohir didn't answer but started walking again. Elladan and Reshanian soon forgot about the retreating form, turning instead to begin building the snow Orc.
Settling by the edge of the wood Elrohir tried to concentrate on exploring, but he soon found out that it was no fun exploring by himself. He turned back to where his brother was playing, the two Elfling's laughter filling the air.
Suddenly the snow before him came alive, running steadily for the cover of the woods. It took him but only one moment to realize that it was a snow rabbit, and gleefully took chase, unaware that he was headed into the deepest part of the forest.
TBC
